A/N Thank you for everyone following this story! I know I've fallen behind on posting on it, I've been seriously sick this week. I started out with the stomach flu on Monday, felt better for about 24 hours, and then came down with a chest cold, and still haven't completely recovered.

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Old Nemesis

"Dude, why would you encourage her to leave like that?" Finn shouted as he stormed into Kurt's bedroom later that evening. "We need her for Sectionals!"

"Why don't you ask your girlfriend?" Kurt snapped back, never looking up from his homework. "And don't call me dude!"

Blaine, who was working beside him, glanced up at the taller boy. "We may need her, but she doesn't need us. She's our friend, and she deserves to be happy."

Finn glared at him. "Why do you guys hate Rachel so much? What has she ever done to you?"

Kurt scoffed and threw down his French homework. "First of all, I don't hate Rachel, but she can be a royal spoiled brat. She gets everything handed to her without caring who she hurts. She thinks she is better than everyone in Glee club, despite the fact that Tina has a purer voice and Santana has a larger range. Mercedes slayed her audition, and was much better than Rachel, and still they didn't give her the part. And don't think I've forgotten the whole Defying Gravity fiasco. So if you are going to barge in here and tell us to lay off your girlfriend, then you can just march your high and mighty butt back out!"

Finn huffed, and stormed back out.

Kurt sighed and leaned back on the pillows. Blaine put aside his books and lay beside him. "Don't let him get to you. You did the right thing."

"I know. Honestly, if Mr. Schue hadn't come up with the perfect solo for me this time, I probably would have joined Ms. Corcoran's group too. I just can't understand why Mr. Schue can't see just how talented the rest of them are. I know Tina has another year after this, and she'll finally be out of Rachel's shadow, so she'll have a chance to shine. But Quinn is also incredibly talented and should get a chance to be center stage. Same with Santana. Although I have a hunch she and Brittany might join Mercedes and jump ship. I hope they do, actually. Maybe that will be Schuester's wake up call."

Blaine had a far away look on his face. "I've got an idea." He reached for a pen. Kurt read over his shoulder, and smiled.

"It's brilliant! And it's perfect for Mercedes. We have to convince her to sing this at Sectionals!"

They settled back to finish their homework. They were quiet for a while, until Blaine looked over at the auburn haired boy. "You aren't upset about being double cast with me, are you?"

Kurt glanced up at him and smiled. "Why would I be upset about it? You were amazing at your audition. I'm just surprised they split it between us. I would have been happy just playing Officer Krupke." He studied the other boy. "Are you upset by it?"

The curly haired boy smiled as well. "No, I'm glad. I would have felt guilty beating you out for it." He leaned in and kissed his lifemate.

Kurt smiled into the kiss. They had learned to control the lifemate urges enough that they could share kisses without getting overwhelmed by desire. He deepened the kiss, licking at the shorter boy's bottom lip until he opened his mouth, allowing access to the sweet treasure inside.

They broke apart when they heard Burt's car pull into the garage, but didn't pull away. "Do you know how much I love you?" Kurt whispered.

Blaine brushed his lip once more with his own. "As much as I love you."

Kurt sighed. "Come on. We should get dinner started. Carole is working late tonight."

They made their way down the stairs. "Hey, should we invite Nick and Jeff to the show?" Blaine asked.

"Of course! I thought you'd invite all of the Warblers to opening night. They can see you kill it as Tony, and I'll make them laugh with my Officer Krupke."

Blaine laughed. "Or we can invite them for a night you play Tony and I play Krupke."

Kurt hugged him. "Nope, It's gonna be opening night. You can take them the tickets after school tomorrow. I'll be busy tutoring Mike in French. We can meet at the Lima Bean afterwards."

They kissed again before entering the Kitchen.

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Friday afternoon, Blaine arrived at Dalton around the time practice would normally be getting out. As he made his way down the spiral staircase, he couldn't help smiling as he remembered his first glimpse of Kurt. As much as he had denied it to himself, he had fallen for him the moment he had laid eyes on him.

He heard music coming from the commons, and smiled as he made his way down the hall. He recognized Nick's voice singing lead on Uptown Girl. He was happy for his friend taking over as lead soloist. Kurt was right that everyone deserved a chance to shine.

He entered the room, trying to be as unobtrusive as possible, not wanting to interfere. He need not have worried. The Warblers were as professional as ever, never missing a beat, even as they drew him in. He laughed, and joined in on the choreography and backing vocals.

It was fun singing with his old friends again. Trent looked so hopeful when he asked if Blaine was returning to Dalton, Blaine hated to disappoint him. As he passed out the tickets, he couldn't help but notice the new boy.

Something about him made Blaine's skin crawl, but he couldn't understand why. The guy hadn't done anything wrong. The boy in question smiled and reached out to shake his hand.

"Blaine Anderson. Sebastian Smythe." Blaine hesitated a moment, instincts warring with his ingrained manners. Manners won out, and he shook the other boy's hand. The sudden tension and apprehension faded away.

He made polite small talk to with the taller boy. The next thing he knew, they were sitting in the Lima Bean. The unease began to slip back into Blaine's mind. Something wasn't right. How had they gotten here? And why was he allowing the other boy to flirt with him?

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Kurt's cell phone rang as he pulled into the parking lot of the local coffee shop. He waited until he had pulled into an open space before digging the phone from the depths of his messenger bag, frowning when he saw the caller ID.

"Bastian?"

"Kurt, I hope I'm not disturbing you, but I had a couple of things I needed to talk to you about."

"I was just about to meet Blaine for coffee, but otherwise I'm free."

"Good, good. First off, you remember how I had your friend Brittany come to New York over the Summer to run some tests on her?"

"Yeah, you thought she might somehow be related to us." Kurt opened his door, and gathered up his bag, slipping out of the Navigator as he talked.

"Yes, well, as it turns out, she is related to one of the immortal families. I'm not sure you know this, but as soon as DNA testing became available, I had members of every immortal line give samples. Your friend is related to the Dumaris line."

"Dumaris, why is that name familiar?" Kurt asked as he paused by the door to the Lima Bean. He could see Blaine sitting at one of the tables, talking to someone he couldn't see. Had Nick and Jeff decided to join them? He was distracted by the voice on the line.

"Dumaris was one of the lead researchers on the nano project. His brother was one of the participants in the second round of testing. The brother currently works for me now."

"So what does this mean for Brittany?"

"Well, for now it means we'll be keeping an eye on her, and when she graduates, we'll offer her a job. And if the Dumaris line choose to claim her, she might be offered immortality, if the council approves."

Kurt was stunned for a moment. Another one of his friends might become immortal? "Wow, thanks for letting me know, Bastian." He reached for the door and pulled it open.

"There was something else I wanted to let you know, too. Another immortal has settled in your area, and considering your background with him, I thought I would warn you."

Kurt frowned at the words as he made his way towards Blaine. "What do you mean?"

"Well, I know the two of you didn't get along very well when you were younger, especially after the whole pushing you in front of a bus incident when you came to visit us when you were six. But he's older now, and hopefully the two of you can get along."

Kurt stopped in his tracks when he saw the taller boy sitting across from Blaine. He could sense Blaine's confusion and discomfort as the other boy reached across the table and touched his hand.

It was fortunate that the noise level in the coffee shop was loud enough to cover the growl that came from Kurt's throat.

"Sebastian Smythe, get your filthy hands off my lifemate, before I rip them from your body!"

In his ear, he could hear his cousin swearing over the still open phone line.