Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.

Author's Note: I seriously apologize for the lack of update. I blame lack of inspiration, writer's block, and the fact that I'm dealing with school and other fics I'm currently writing.

But I'm really excited, because here we have Blaine's POV of meeting Kurt for the first time, as well as his POV of other Klaine scenes in 2x06: Never Been Kissed.

It's in two parts, so you will also see Nick and Isabel find out about Kurt. Small teaser: Nick's not happy.

Enjoy!

One thought was on Blaine's mind as he darted out of Chemistry and tried to remember the best way to get to the Senior Commons for the Warbler meet.

Wes would kill him if he was late.

The stairs...definitely his best option.

He darted down them and checked his watch. Five minutes. He could make that.

Suddenly, someone behind him spoke and he turned. A boy about his age was staring at him curiously.

Blaine's breath caught in his throat. The teen had the most beautiful pair of blue eyes he'd ever seen. Blue eyes on a pale face under perfectly styled light brown hair.

"Excuse me, can I ask you a question? I'm new here."

He's so spying. was the first thing on Blaine's mind. Seriously - his attempt at duplicating the uniform was pretty poor, but the Warbler figured he'd humor the kid anyway.

Wes, David and Thad would just have to deal.

"My name's Blaine." he stuck out his hand for the other boy to shake.

He did hesitantly.

"Kurt." he replied. "So what exactly is going on here?" he looked at the other boys moving past them, who all were moving down the hall talking excitedly.

Blaine grinned.

"The Warblers." he explained. "Every now and again they throw an impromptu performance in the Senior Commons. Tends to shut the school down for a while."

Kurt frowned. It was almost like he seriously couldn't process that bit of information.

"So the Glee club here is kind of cool?" he asked incredulously.

Blaine nodded.

"The Warblers are like rock stars!" he said.

Rock stars? Really Blaine? He mentally shrugged the thought off as it didn't really matter.

Kurt arched an eyebrow, clearly skeptical.

Blaine inhaled, and grabbed the brunette's hand.

"Come on," he said, ignoring Kurt's stunned expression as he looked down at their joined hands. "I know a shortcut."

He didn't miss the look of wonder on Kurt's face as he pulled the boy down the empty hall.

Okay so the 'shortcut' really wasn't a shortcut. The Senior Commons were literally five feet from the stairs, but he didn't care. He was too preoccupied by the boy holding his hand.

Holy crap was this guy beautiful...but Blaine couldn't help but notice the sheer look of disbelief on his face.

It made him wonder why Kurt was so skeptical of the Warblers actually being cool.

He had a hunch whatever glee club Kurt was part of was not high up on the school social ladder.

Kurt gasped quietly when they reached the commons, his eyes roving to rest on the various states of the Dalton Academy uniform the boys were wearing.

"I stick out like a sore thumb." he said nervously.

Blaine smirked and straightened the lapel of Kurt's jacket.

"Well next time, don't forget your jacket, New Kid." he teased before dropping his bag. "Now if you'll excuse me..."

"You were so checking him out!"

"I was not!"

"Blaine, seriously, even Nick felt the sexual tension, and he denies on a daily basis that he has the hots for Jeff!"

"Look you two, give it a rest. He obviously came to spy on us." Wes sighed and checked his bag before following David and Blaine out of the Commons. "We should find him."

Blaine arched one triangular eyebrow.

"Do you really want to scare him, Wes? He was the first one out of the room - and I'm pretty sure he was terrified we'd beat him up for spying."

Wes frowned.

"What makes you say that?"

Blaine threw him an incredulous look as they made their way across the Dalton grounds.

"Past experience." he said shortly. "That and the fact that I saw how scared he was when he finished applauding us."

David stopped in his tracks.

"Isn't that him?" he pointed to a bench near the Visitor Parking lot.

Blaine took a closer look. It was definitely Kurt - although he'd changed out of his 'uniform'.

"Hey," he called. "Kurt?"

The brunette flinched and looked around. Blaine saw terror flash over his face for a moment before it changed to a look of polite indifference.

"Blaine?" he said softly. "What do you want?"

Blaine exchanged a look with David and Wes.

"Would you mind coming with us?" he asked.

Kurt hesitated, then stood.

"Okay."

"Latte?" Blaine didn't like the fact that Kurt still looked a little scared as he sat opposite him, Wes, and David.

He nodded in thanks and accepted the cup of coffee.

"It's very nice of you to invite me for coffee before you beat me up for spying." he said softly.

Blaine's eyes widened. Thankfully, Wes intercepted the comment.

"We are not going to beat you up." he said reassuringly.

David grinned.

"You were such a terrible spy, it was sort of...endearing."

Blaine nodded as he took a sip of his coffee.

"Which made me think that spying on us wasn't really why you came." he said.

Kurt stared at them, and then down at his coffee cup, then back up at them.

"Can I ask you guys a question?" he said. They nodded. "Are you guys all gay?"

Wes and David burst into laughter, and even Blaine had to chuckle...but the humor vanished as soon as he saw Kurt's face color with embarassment. Hell, he looked ready to cry.

"No, I mean I am." he said gently, "but these two have girlfriends." he gestured to Wes and David.

"This is not a gay school." David explained. "We just have a zero tolerance harrassment policy."

"Everyone gets treated the same, no matter what they are." Wes added. "It's pretty simple."

Kurt seemed stunned, and looked away from the three Warblers. Blaine stared at him intently.

"Would you guys excuse us?" he asked Wes and David.

He could have sworn he saw them exchange a look before they got to their feet.

"Take it easy, Kurt." said Wes, tone friendly.

Once they were gone, Blaine turned his attention back to Kurt, who looked like he was seriously fighting tears now.

"I take it you're having trouble in school." he said.

A tear rolled down Kurt's cheek.

"I-I'm the only person out of the closet at my school." he said,"and I-I tried to stay strong about it, but - there's this Neanderthal who's made it his mission to make my life a living hell." he swallowed. "And no one seems to notice."

Deja vu. thought Blaine dryly. He'd never really been able to repress his own experiences.

"I know how you feel." he said. "I got taunted at my old school, and it really...pissed me off." Okay that was an understatement, but whatever. "I even complained to the faculty, and they were sympathetic, but you could just tell that no one really cared. It was like, 'hey if you're gay, your life's just gonna be miserable. Sorry, nothing we can do.' So I left, and I came here. Simple as that." he sighed.

Kurt was staring at him intently. Blaine didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. He kept talking.

"So you have two options. I mean, I'd love to tell you to come here, but tuition at Dalton's sort of steep, and I, I know that's not for everyone. Or," he paused, hoping he didn't sound like a total hypocrite for what he was about to say. "you can refuse to be the victim." He leaned forward a little. "Prejudice is just ignorance, Kurt, and right now you have a chance to teach him."

Kurt looked like he didn't think it was possible.

"How?" he asked softly.

"Confront him! Call him out!" Do what I couldn't. "I ran, Kurt. I didn't stand up. I let bullies chase me away, and it is something that I really, really regret."

He hoped he'd gotten through. If he could prevent things from getting as bad as he'd had to deal with, he could at least continue to move forward and forget the past abuse.

Kurt left Dalton ten minutes later, after he and Blaine had exchanged phone numbers.

Three days later, Blaine was studying for an English test when his phone vibrated.

"Hello?" he said.

Blaine? It's Kurt.

Blaine smiled.

"Hi Kurt, what's going on?" he asked as he flipped a page in his notebook.

I - I really need to talk to you. Are you busy? he choked back a sob.

Blaine felt panic swell in his chest. What had happened?

"Yeah, of course, and no...I'm not busy. Not anymore." he said, trying to stay calm and not assume the worst had happened (obviously it hadn't, as Kurt was alive and speaking to him, but still). He shoved his notebook aside and sat up straighter on his bed. "Can you tell me what happened?"

He - He kissed me. I stood up to him...and he kissed me.

Blaine's stomach nearly dropped. It was official: he was an idiot.

"Okay I'm leaving Dalton now. Where can we meet?"

I-I'm still at McKinley. In my car.

"Okay, stay there." Blaine grabbed his keys and ran to get his car. "I'll be there as soon as I can okay? Promise."

Oh...okay. he couldn't stand to hear the pain in Kurt's voice, and it only increased his guilt.

I'm sorry, I'm so freaking sorry, Kurt. I'll make this up to you, I promise.

Next part will be up soon, promise!

Thoughts? No flames please!