Kurt had the worst week ever. Not only did he go and looking for a jobs, which was horrible, but David hadn't came to see him once! He got hit on by nasty store owners and employees and walked out of three places necaue they were... a bit too werid for him. He was exhausted and he still need to stop by the theater to find out if he did or didn't get a part but most of all he just wanted to see David just once even if it was a glimpse...

He was walking down broadway wearing his black trench coat that faned out nicely at his hips and his black skinny jeans, with a white color blous underneath to tie his white ventage boots in with his outfit. He was walking when he saw a very nice vintage and theater store which he took a mental not to go into after going to the theater. He wasslowly walking away from the window when the owner came out.

" Hey!" he called cheerfully.

Kurt looked at the thrity year old man and watched him as he looked at Kurt in delight. " Please say your a model!" he begged and took Kurt's hands looking him over carefully.

Kurt laughed and removed his hands from his, " No I'm an actor my good sir." he stated and thw man groaned.

" But your so pretty and exactly what I need..." the man frowned.

Ah... creepy! thought Kurt backing away but he shook his hands. " I'm looking for a model for my store... except no one has fitted my taste... but you... you do! W-what if I sent you to a modeling school?" he asked.

Kurt's eyes widen. " Modeling school? Are you serious?" he asked looking at the man as if he were crazy.

" No. I'm very serious." he said and stretched his hand out. " My name's Joe." he said and Kurt shook his hand. He was the sixth man he met today named Joe. Really?

Kurt was shocked. Modeling school... was there suc a thing? He thought as the man reached into his brwast pocket and pulled out a card. " Here... t-think about it and call me when you decide. Please..." he said desperately.

Kurt looked at the card and smiled at the man. " Alright." he said and he hesisantly turn to continue down to the theater. Woah... that...that was... awesome! He thought and hugged the card. Maybe it was a sign... he smiled as he reached the theater. Good News... Good news please... he hoped.

" Hi!" the director said when he saw Kurt. " There's are Satine!" he said and kissed Kurt's cheek.

"Satine..." he said startled. What?

" Yes..." said the producer coming out of the office. " Didn't Klaus give you your letter?" he asked.

" No!" Kurt squeaked. Satine? He...HE got a girls role?

" Oh dear... maybe he got lost looking for your home?" the producer said shrugging.

" He lives three doors down from me." Kurt said bitterly.

The director and producer exchanged looks and then took a big gulp of their coffee. " He's our erran boy... I don't see why he didn't give it to you..." The director said softly.

" Do...Do you accept your role..." he asked after the moment of silence.

" Whose the understudy?" Kurt asked softly and when they said Klaus' name again he looked up and shook his head. " May I have my script?" He asked and the two men clapped as the producer looked through his scripts and pulled out a baby blue script.

" Lines already been highlighted. Full read through is Monday, July 8." he told Kurt and he nodded. Now... he had to go and take care of this idoit erran boy.

Kurt clutched his side bag strap before knocking on David's door a few weeks later. He was pissed! Klaus had crossed that line that no one but Rachel Berry had crossed and he didn't let her get away way so easily. So there was no exception for Klaus.

David answered the door and Klaus was sitting on the couch watching some show and eating cereal. David smiled down at him and opened his mouth so greet him but Kurt merely put a finger to David's lips, " Excuse me David. But I'm not here to see you." he said with an evil smirk.

Klaus looked up and flushed as David sighed stepping out of his way and Kurt walked in and looking directly at Klaus. " Give me my letter Klaus." he said bitterly and Klaus stood up.

Right now the fact that Klaus was wearing David's shirt ment nothing to him even if he felt his heart drop to his stomach... it ment nothing; he was only concern as far as to retrieveing his letter. " I don't know what your talking about." Klaus said crossing his arms.

" Well first off, if you refuse to give me MY mail, then I'll have you arrested for theif and for invasion of privacy." Kurt said and put his bag on the ground.

" Klaus... what is he talking about?" David asked really confused. Klaus looked from Kurt to David and then back to Kurt.

" Oh Come on, Klaus! You so beneath me that I don't know why David wants to be with you. How dare you even think I wouldn't find out! I'm Kurt Hummle not stupid!" Kurt stated taking one step towards Klaus.

" I don't know what your talking about!" Klaus sobbed and Kurt rolled his eyes. Oh please...

" Well I'll tell you. I'm Satine in Moulen Rouge. Not you. I'm the diva and the star of the show. Not you. I'm the one they want. Not you. You are just a childish man who has chainned David to stay with you because you are worthless!" Kurt said shaking. He was so mad! He dealt with Rachel Berry's shannagins but this, even she wouldn't stoop this low.

Klaus frowned and opened his mouth to explain himself but Kurt turned and went to David and looked at Klaus and kissed David, smiling when he heard Klaus gasp and pulled back and walked out of the room. " You just started a war." Kurt said when he got to the door and slammed the door as he walked to his condo.

Take that... bitch! Kurt thought as warm tears ran down his pinken cheeks. God he hated Klaus...and now... he didn't care he would make Klaus life hell, and David?

He swallowed hard and walked into his condo and leaned against the door before grabbing a pillow off the couch and screamed into it. Dammit all! Dammit all to hell! He thought falling to the ground and sobbed into the pillow.

( I don't think this was my best chapter, but i needed to get this fact known and I had really and honestly no idea how... I hope it wasn't too bad. :( sorry.)