Hi everyone! I know it was cruel from me that I didn't let the boys have each other but I hope I made it good with this chapter.:) I really enjoyed writing this one.

I started posting another story (The quest), if you are interested you can find it under my penname. I will post the next chapter in a few days.

Warning: violence

"Five, six, seven, eight!"

The Warblers were practicing their songs since forever. Kurt was tired and bored. Blaine directed every single member of the choir, even if he wasn't part of the council. It seemed as if they were just the backup dancers for Blaine, who got every single solo for the competition on Saturday.

"Kurt, pay attention! Two steps right, round, two steps left" Blaine said and showed him what to do. Kurt nodded and did the movements, but Blaine shook his head.

"Too slow" he said and went to Kurt, who rolled his eyes and bit his lip to not say anything. "Look, we really have to win this. If we are good enough, we will be the show choir which can go to the Nationals. Nationals, Kurt! In New York!"

"Okay, what if I'm not good enough, huh? Go and win your competition, and I will stay at home" Kurt said angrily and turned to leave the common room. Blaine ran after him and caught his hand to prevent him from leaving.

"You are not so bad, you just have to practice more. What if we meet tomorrow after classes and I show you the movements again?" Blaine asked with hope in his eyes. Kurt sighed and nodded.

"Okay."

"Thank you. Now from the beginning!"

~ o ~

Kurt went to the auditorium the next day. Blaine was there already, dancing on the stage.

"I'm here. So show me those fantastic movements of yours, master" Kurt said venomously. He was pissed because of the practice the previous day. He never thought Blaine would act that way. He didn't like it.

"Are you still angry?" Blaine asked innocently.

"Of course I am, Blaine. You treated me like a five-year-old yesterday. And yes, it hurts. I'm not that bad!"

"Kurt, we have to win this competition. There are so many good dancers in the New Directions and the Vocal Adrenaline, we have to be better! Everyone of us!" Blaine said and stepped closer.

"You know what? I think we are going to lose. Because our lead singer is a dictator!" Kurt almost yelled and he took a step towards Blaine, too.

"You know, it's a really hard job to keep this group together" Another step.

"Yeah, because you have to have your backup dancers for your show." Another step.

"You don't know anything." There was only a small distance between them.

"I know that nobody can get a solo because you have everything. And it's not just now, it was the same before I got here" Kurt said. His voice was calm now and very quiet.

"Everyone can get a solo. It's not my problem I have the best voice."

Kurt looked at Blaine disbelievingly. Who the hell is this guy and where is Blaine?

"You know, the other day, when you almost kissed me, I thought you are different. It looks like I was wrong" he said and turned to leave. Blaine went after him, and just like in the common room the previous day, he took Kurt's hand to stop him.

"What do you mean?" Blaine asked quietly.

"I thought you were a nice guy. Somebody I can trust. Somebody, whose touch felt like electricity on my skin. But I don't like the way you are when it's about the Warblers."

"So... you like me? Like, the not-Warbler me?" Blaine asked and held Kurt's face between his hands.

"Yes, I like it. But I don't like how you act when you are Blaine, the Warbler. Because you are a douchebag, you are annoying and perfectionist and..."

Kurt couldn't finish his sentence because Blaine was right there. One of his hands moved down to Kurt's hip to pull the boy closer and his other hand remained under Kurt's chin. And Blaine's lips... well, they were right on his. Kurt needed a few seconds to take in the situation and react. Because it was so good to feel Blaine's lips moving against his and he wanted to kiss back desperately, but they were fighting because of Blaine's behaviour when it happened. So Kurt pulled away to make some distance between them.

"Blaine..."

"Please, just don't say anything" Blaine said and looked into Kurt's eyes. And those hazel eyes... God, they could make Kurt going crazy. Therefore when Blaine leaned in again, he just left the kiss happen.

Kurt had a few kisses earlier, but his partner was a girl from his class because he wanted to show his father that he could be the son he always wanted. But this one was so different. It was delicious and Blaine smelled so good and he wanted more, so he parted his lips when he felt Blaine's tongue against his teeth...

Suddenly, Blaine was gone. Kurt opened his eyes and saw the boy standing a few steps away, keeping a hand over his mouth as if he was sick.

"Oh, God, Kurt, I'm so sorry" Blaine said and took a step away.

"But..."

"We can't let this happen. Believe me, it would be bad for you and for me, too."

Blaine turned around and left the auditorium fast. Kurt didn't move, he couldn't. He didn't understand Blaine. Sometimes he was sweet and caring and sometimes... well, he was confusing. Why did he kissed him if didn't want anything from him? Kurt slowly sink down onto the floor, his tears falling freely from his eyes.

~ o ~

"Okay, guys, so we are going to be the last group to perform" Thad said to the Warblers.

They were in Lima because the Mckinley organized the competition that year. Kurt was nervous as hell, he just saw the crowd in the auditorium, and the fact that Finn came with his friends to see their performance wasn't helping either. He wanted to be over with the whole thing and not sit through the other two groups performances.

And on the top of that, there was Blaine. The guy who kissed him and ran away. He was angry at Blaine because he didn't like the way he treated him and because he realised he had feelings for him. Strong feelings which weren't going away. So he tried not to look at the other boy because he didn't need the pain he caused in his chest right know.

"Come on, the Vocal Adrenaline is on the stage" Wes, the other council member said and went ahead to show the way to their seats.

"Kurt, wait" Blaine said suddenly from behind him, but Kurt acted like he didn't hear it and tried to follow the others. Blaine was faster and got to the door before Kurt could.

"What do you want, Blaine?" Kurt asked and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"Look, I'm really sorry for what I did and..." Blaine started but Kurt cut in.

"I don't understand you. Why did you kiss me if you didn't want anything from me? I'm not a toy you can play with if you want and then throw away, I'm a person!" Kurt tried to go out but Blaine didn't let him.

"I know and I didn't want to hurt you. But believe me, if we were dating it wouldn't be good for us" Blaine tried to explain but Kurt couldn't understand his motives.

"Why? Because it would be weird to date the half-blood kid? Listen to me, Blaine. I have enough of you and your mixed signals, just leave me the hell alone!"

Blaine finally let Kurt go, and the boy rushed towards the auditorium to be as far away from Blaine as possible.

The Vocal Adrenaline was already on the stage, singing and dancing like professionals. Kurt watched them as if he were hyptonised because they were really good. And it was an oppotunity to keep his thoughts away from Blaine.

After a short pause, the New Directions followed the Vocal Adrenaline on the stage. They could perform three songs because they had won the previous year. As Kurt watched them, he knew they had a good reason to be afraid. The New Directions was almost as good as the Vocal Adrenaline. They had some really great singers and they definitely were better dancers than the Warblers. There was no way they could win.

The New Directions finished the performance and left the stage, so it was time for the Warblers to go and get ready. Kurt looked around and saw the others' desperate eyes. So he wasn't the only one who thought they are going to lose.

"Kurt, come here" Wes said and waved Kurt to him.

"Yes?"

"You have to sing Blackbird again" Wes said simply. Kurt's eyes widened.

"What? But..."

"We have to give them something more than the other two groups did. We're not the best dancers but we have some incredible singers and you are definitely one of them. So congratulations, you have your first solo. Don't screw up."

"But... but..." Kurt started but Wes was already gone. Kurt couldn't move, he felt sick and thought he will pass out at every second.

"Kurt, you have to pull yourself together" Nick whispered as he stepped closer to his roommate. "You can do this. You did it at Dalton and you were incredible."

"But I can't. There are so many people out there."

Nick sighed and shook Kurt's shoulders.

"Deep breath. Just imagine that you are in our auditorium alone. It will be fine. Now, come on!"

Nick shoved Kurt to the center of the stage and went to his place. Kurt had only time for taking a deep breath, before the music had begun. He closed his eyes, pretended that he was at home in his room, that nobody saw or heard him, and started singing. The song brought back his memories again but he didn't want to cry this time, he had lost enough tears in the previous days, so he sang louder and stronger to let out his emotions. Before he had realised it, the song was over and it seemed like the applause would never end.

He came back to the present and quickly took his place in the background to make place for Blaine and his Pink song. That was the second he knew he had done a great job. It made him happy because even if they won't win, he did his best to help his choir. Their second song was perfect. Every note, every movement was in the right place, so when they finally left the stage, they were very satisfied.

After the Warblers' performance the judges moved back to one of the classrooms to discuss the groups' work and vote about the winner. Some of the Warblers stayed in the auditorium, but Kurt needed some fresh air, so he went out for a walk. It was dark out there, the air chilly but that's what he needed. He went away from the entrance to make room for the others and walked towards the football ground. When he was alone, he leaned against the wall and took some deep breaths.

He did it. He didn't run away, he sang his solo and made it pretty good. They had a chance to win. That was the first time Kurt thought about how cool it would be to go to New York. He had never been there earlier, but he saw some movies and it was one of dreams to visit the city someday.

"What are you doing here, lady?" a tall boy in football jacket asked.

Kurt pushed himself off the wall to look taller. He knew from his experiences in the past that the football players could be the cruelest kids in the school, and Mckinley was a full vampire school, he didn't want to be the target of some bully.

"Nothing, just needed some air. I think I go back now" he said and tried to sidestep the boy but he didn't let him.

"Not so fast, baby" the boy said, pushed Kurt hard against the wall and held down his arms, so Kurt couldn't go away.

"Let me go" he demanded.

"Why should I? You look pretty delectable. I could imagine a few enjoyable things we could do together" the boy said and pressed his body to Kurt's, so he could stroke Kurt's hair. He tried to move away but the boy grabbed his hair to stop him.

"My friends are searching for me now and if you don't let go, you will be in trouble" Kurt said and tried to unfold how terrified he was.

"I'm so afraid" the other mocked and ripped Kurt's shirt with a fast movement. Kurt wanted to scream but nothing came out. His attacker could have seen it because he smiled and moved closer to Kurt's neck. He could feel sharp teeth piercing his skin and quickly closed his eyes because he didn't want to see anything.

The bite never came. Actually, the meaty hands were gone, too. Kurt opened his eyes and saw the boy standing a few steps away, staring at him with angry red eyes. But there was somebody else, too. Somebody in Dalton uniform, standing in front of Kurt protectively.

"If I see you once again going near him, I swear I will rip your heart out. Do you understand?" Blaine said in a deep, dark voice.

"Oh, come on, we were just having fun" Kurt's attacker said and stepped a little closer.

"I say it once again, Karofsky. If you go near him one more time, you will regret it. Go before I lose my patience."

Karofsky looked Blaine deep into his eyes, then he stared at Kurt for a long moment, but finally shook his head and went away. Blaine stayed in his position in front of him for minutes, before his shoulders relaxed and he turned around to see Kurt. Blaine's eyes were still red but his gaze softened when he saw Kurt.

"Are you okay?" he asked and stepped closer to look for injuries. Kurt nodded shakily.

"I-I'm fine. Thank you."

"I could tear him into a million pieces when I saw what he was doing" Blaine murmured and pulled Kurt into a hug. After a few seconds he let Kurt out of his arms but stayed close, reaching out to stroke Kurt's cheek, but the boy pulled away.

"I don't want this, Blaine" he said with sorrowful eyes.

"Do you not want me?" Blaine asked quietly. Kurt looked into his eyes.

"Of course I want you, Blaine, I think you know that. But I don't want you to push me away every time we get close to each other."

Blaine couldn't respond. He knew he screwed up but after he had left Kurt in the auditorium, he couldn't think about anything but Kurt. He had to make the boy forgive him,

"I know I hurt you, and I'm so sorry. You have to believe me. After the kiss in the auditorium I can't stop thinking about you. I need you, Kurt."

Kurt stared at Blaine for a few long moments. Blaine thought he would say no, but Kurt finally nodded. Blaine leaned in to kiss him but Kurt pushed him away.

"Not so fast, I have a few conditions" Kurt said with a small smile.

"And what would they be?" Blaine asked uncertainly.

"First of all, we have to take it slow. I don't want to rush into a relationship. We have to get to know each other better before we do something more."

Blaine nodded.

"Okay, that's fine with me. What else?"

"If you repeat the scene in the auditorium, I will leave you" Kurt replied.

Blaine looked down ashamed and nodded. Kurt was right. The other boy lifted his chin gently with his left hand and gave him a small peck.

"Let's go back inside. There should be a result by now" Kurt said. Blaine reached out hesitantly to take the other boy's hand and smiled when Kurt let him.

~ o ~

"Where the hell have you been?" Nick asked silently from his place on the stage. By time time the two boys arrived, the three groups were on the stage again, waiting for the results. Nick took in Kurt's torn shirt with wide eyes. "What happened?" he asked with concern.

"Later" Kurt whispered because one of the judges came up onto the stage and stepped to the microphone.

"So we have heard a lot of songs tonight, and we had to choose a winner. I know that nobody cares because it's just some show choir competition and I already don't remember half of it..."

"Excuse me, can you please say who the winner is?" asked the New Directions' coach. The woman look at him like she wanted to hit him because he had interrupted her speech, but sighed and took out a piece of paper from the envelope.

"The first place goes to the Warblers from Dalton Academy. Congratulations" she said in a monotone tone and left the stage, but nobody cared.

The boys were ecstatic. They were the ones who can go to New York. New York! Kurt had the biggest grin on his face since a long time as he helped to lift the trophy into the air. They did it. And it was partly his success.

"Come on, guys, it's party time!" Jeff yelled and pulled Nick to him. "Let's get back to the school."

The Warblers all agreed and started walking towards the exit. Blaine took Kurt's hand and pulled him towards the end of the hallway.

"So... can I kiss you now?" Blaine asked, standing as close as possible without touching Kurt's lips.

"I think we deserve one" Kurt replied and closed the small distance between them.

"What are you doing?" asked a very familiar voice from behind them. Kurt quickly pulled away from Blaine to look at Finn, who was standing there with shocked expression.

Oh, crap.

Next time: some I-will-kill-you-if-you-hurt-my-brother talk and others