Sorry about the wait, I got seriously stuck on doing this chapter because it's the one before the last one…

I will do 'Original Songs' at some point next week.

This has some very important plot points. Angst and a bit of romance too…but I won't go into details! The episode's called 'Sexy' so I figured there should be a little bit of romance…but there isn't much of the plotline of the actual episode in this chapter.

Enjoy! Biota xxx

Chapter 10: Sexy

Blaine's lips were pressed against Kurt's like they didn't want to let go. His hands were twining in Kurt's hair, and Kurt's arm was around Blaine's waist, and it felt just…perfect, like it was meant to be like that, always. Blaine pulled away and grinned as he kissed Kurt's neck. Kurt arched his neck instinctively and let out a groan. He could do what he was doing with his lips forever as far as Kurt was concerned. They were completely intertwined together as Kurt looked into Blaine's chocolate-brown, beautiful eyes.

"You look so damn gorgeous…"

Blaine gave a sleepy-looking smile and shut him up with another kiss. Things could never get better than this…

"Argh!" Kurt abruptly sat up and felt terrible. He'd had this dream night after night after night. He couldn't help but think it was a good thing that he didn't know much about sex, because he couldn't help but think that if he did, the dreams would expand to incorporate any knowledge he discovered…here he was, having sexy dreams about someone, when his boyfriend of three weeks was asleep just down the corridor. And he wasn't just dreaming about someone; he was dreaming about his best friend, and the guy who was crushing on Kurt's current boyfriend.

But the worst thing was that the dreams made Kurt feel one hundred times better than when he had kissed his boyfriend for the first time the week before. Sure, Jeremiah had kind of forced it, and had apologised afterwards, but there should have still been sparks, right? But there wasn't. There was nothing.

And yet, whenever he even glanced at Blaine, there was more than just sparks. It wasn't even fireworks. It was NUCLEAR BOMB EXPLOSION territory. And it had gotten to the stage where whenever he saw Blaine, he just wanted to pin him down and do things to him that even he didn't know about completely…he was blushing just thinking about the kind of things that had run through his ever-dirtying mind. He had tried looking some stuff up on Google, but after about a second of reading the Wikipedia page he had turned off the computer. He wasn't sure he was ready to know that stuff yet.

At least Jeremiah was at his school now, since he'd decided to go to college the next year. If he wasn't, Kurt knew that it would only be a matter of time before he just said to himself, "What he doesn't know won't hurt him…"

Kurt curled up and tried to get back to sleep. Sleep was the only place where he had nothing to worry about.

The first thing Blaine saw when he woke up was his boyfriend staring at him.

"ARGH!" He screamed and sat up abruptly. "Whatthehellareyoudoing?"

Andrew giggled. Blaine softened a little; his boyfriend was very cute. But Kurt's cuter, a little voice in his brain whispered. Blaine sighed and attempted to visualize little henchmen walking into his brain and beating the little voice to death with sticks. Unfortunately, it never worked for long.

"Wes and David suggested it to me. They said it freaks you out. And clearly they're right."

Blaine groaned and got up, thankful that since his boyfriend was wearing Spongebob pyjamas, he didn't have to be embarrassed about his squirrel ones. He opened his tie drawer and was about to reach into it when his boyfriend pounced.

Before he knew it, Andrew's lips were on his and they had collapsed onto his bed. Blaine was about to stop it, but it felt good. And for once, the little voice had well and truly shut up.

"OK, that's enough." Blaine smiled and pulled away from the boy sitting next to him. "What was that in aid of?"

"Oh, nothing." Andrew smiled, but Blaine could see that it didn't quite reach his eyes, and something flashed through his expression that he couldn't quite decipher. It looked a little like…guilt, or that he had something to hide. Blaine ignored it. Probably nothing.

"Here, I'll get your tie for you." Andrew quickly grabbed a tie out of the drawer and shut it.

"Come on, we'll be late for class."

"I'll be there in a second!"

Andrew quickly checked that Blaine was out of the room, then opened the tie drawer, grabbed Kurt's journal and shoved it into a different drawer. That had been a stupid idea to put it in the tie drawer, which Blaine used regularly. Thank god the kiss had been an adequate distraction. He smiled sweetly, a vindictive look in his eyes. Blaine would never get his hands on that journal. Not as long as he lived.

"Hi, beautiful." Kurt forced a smile as his boyfriend wandered over. He was trying to look seductive, but Kurt couldn't help but think that he looked smarmy. He sat down uncomfortably close to Kurt and his hand wandered onto his shoulder, then a bit lower, then a bit lower…until Kurt eventually slapped it very hard, said "I'll talk to you later," and hurriedly ran off. He didn't actually stop running for twenty minutes, in case Jeremiah was chasing him.

Jeremiah constantly came on to Kurt now and it was kind of irritating. Of course, it was nice to have the attention, but he wished that Jeremiah would get the hint; he wanted to go slow with this relationship!

No you don't, his mind whispered, you just can't take having a physical relationship with someone else, because it'll feel like you're cheating on Blaine.

Don't be so stupid, he thought, I don't feel like I'm cheating on Blaine.

So why do you pull away from Jeremiah every time Blaine comes near you?

Damn you, conscience. He blocked out his thoughts and pulled out his phone to send a text to Jeremiah apologising. He'd gotten to the messages before he realised that it was Jeremiah's phone, and he'd picked it up accidentally. Kurt was about to put the phone away, when his eye caught sight of the latest text, to a girl called Kaycee.

Hi babe! Can't wait to be with you tonight! Six-month anniversary tomorrow, and we're going to celebrate all right…I've got plans with that Kurt kid, but don't worry, I'll blow him off, it's not important.

J xxx

Jeremiah was pleased with himself. He was going great with Kaycee. Kaycee didn't know that she was just a way for Jeremiah to deny his sexuality (he'd told her he was bi), but Jeremiah could fake an entire relationship if it maintained his reputation. Plus, she was quite pretty.

And this 'open relationship' thing was working brilliantly for him-he'd got Nathan as his bit on the side and now Kurt as well! He was having his cake, eating it and making trifle out of it too. But, unfortunately for him, in the next five seconds, that was about to change.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH!"

Before he knew it, Kurt had burst through the front door and was unleashing 100 pounds of pure gay fury on him. Jeremiah had six inches on Kurt but he was no match for him.

"I SAW YOUR PHONE! YOU'VE BEEN CHEATING ON ME SINCE THE MOMENT WE MET!"

On some level, Kurt had actually expected this. Jeremiah had blown off a couple of their dates by saying that he had to go to a science study group in school. But Kurt had seen him going off school grounds those days, although he hadn't thought anything of it.

A bruised and bloodied Jeremiah attempted to dodge Kurt's blows whilst reasoning with him. "She means nothing to me! She's just a way of protecting my street cred. Nobody would talk to me if they knew I was gay. But you're the only person that matters!"

A small part of Kurt wanted to believe Jeremiah. To stop beating him to death, to pretend to believe him, and then he could just carry on with this relationship. But a bigger part was telling him that this wasn't a relationship, it was a sham. Plus, beating Jeremiah's face in felt really good, when he'd had his face beaten in so many times before.

"Then who's Nathan? Is he 'nothing' too? Give it up, Jeremiah. I don't care if your 'girlfriend' or whatever she is, and you are in an open relationship. We weren't. And I'm going to officially be using the past tense from now on because we are O-V-E-R. Over."

Kurt started to walk out, but Jeremiah realised too late that he was getting a run up to boot Jeremiah in the kidneys. He doubled over and howled.

"That was for Blaine. I read the rest of Blaine's journal and I know that you were a way for him to attempt to make me jealous. I know he's in love with me. You know it too, and yet you were happy to get me just to spite him. I can't believe I didn't see through it."

Jeremiah tried one last plea. "Please…Kurt…it's all a mistake…"

THWACK.

Jeremiah recoiled. Kurt had just, literally, bitch-slapped him. He would laugh if he weren't slightly afraid that his jaw had been dislocated.

"Get the hell out of my life."

Kurt was about to close the door, but he turned around just for a second. "And by the way, I probably wouldn't try calling your girlfriend, because I sent her a text from you, and you told her you were gay and she meant nothing to you. Just trying to get you to be more truthful."

He smiled that adorable smile, and closed the door. Jeremiah rolled over and groaned.

Andrew was doodling hearts on his sketchpad. "If me and Blaine ever get married, he's taking my surname. Blaine Powell sounds like a superhero name, but Andy Anderson is the name of that girl from How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days, and she irritates me," he was thinking to himself.

He was trying to distract himself. It was worrying. He'd heard about that kid, Jeremiah Sherlock, who had been taken to hospital with a fractured rib and three broken teeth. Officially, he'd fallen down 2 flights of stairs onto a Cupid statue. Unofficially, everyone was spreading a rumor that Kurt had gone all ninja on his ass because he'd been cheating on him. With a girl. Ouch, that had to sting. Kurt was the most talked-about boy in school, and Wes and David were secretly selling jumpers with a picture of Kurt and the caption "Chuck Norris + Gay Anger = Kurt Hummel". Kurt had denied everything, but nobody believed him, especially since it was common knowledge that he was now single.

Now, he didn't particularly care about that Jeremiah kid, and ordinarily he wouldn't care about Kurt Hummel's love life. But Blaine was included in that love life. His Blaine. And he knew full well that Kurt would try to go after Blaine.

So it was completely essential that the journal stayed hidden. Andrew opened the blanket drawer and felt around for Kurt's journal. He was going to hide it behind the skirting boards.

He paled and his head felt light. No. Oh, shit.

It was gone.

Hope you like the chapter! The next chapter is the *FINAL* chapter! I have it all planned, but it will probably take a couple of days at least. You'll have it by this time next week, probably earlier. There will be angst and a truckload of romance, and a Wavid subplot. Just how I like my fics!