I don't have any excuses for this long update. I was just being lazy. :)

I have to say I really liked this chapter though, and it is strange for me to like my own writing.

A monkey could crash land an alien space ship into his house, and David Karofsky still wouldn't turn his eyes from the sight in front of him.

Coming out from behind his truck, Kurt Hummel was actually walking up his driveway in overalls.

His mom, Jennifer, had warned him the other male would be coming around now since Kurt had called her. Thus the reason David was actually sitting outside on his porch, but no amount of warning could have prepared him for this. Such a blatant lack of fashion that even he could tell wasn't right.

As he got closer, Dave was able to see the discomfort on Kurt's face as he traveled up the driveway, the oversized and unfashionable overalls weighing in on his conscious. The regret had to definitely be setting in for why he had decided to wear them.

"Hey Karofsky… where's your mom?" Kurt seemed to be looking around everywhere except Karofsky's actual face, even the bushes.

"Well I could tell you she isn't in the bushes, but if you really want to go check them I don't mind…. Or she might be in your overalls, I think someone could hide in those successfully." Kurt's head snapped to him at that point, glaring at him for even mentioning his clothes.

"Where is she?" He asked again, a little more bitterly because of the comment.

" Calm down, she is helping her friend Evette with some makeup hosting thing or something… it was kind of last minute, but I think she'll be gone for at least a couple hours. Why?"

Kurt, without a good excuse to be asking where Karofsky's mom was, was quick to find a reason to once again change the subject. It was obvious that he was trying to avoid the topic of his fashion emergency.

"Oh nothing…. Just, let me get to work on the radio." Trotting away from him, Kurt went over to Karofsky's car and opened the door. He crawled into the seat, and stared at the radio.

"Think it's that easy to get away from me?"

"I wasn't trying to get away from you… I just want to get to work on this."

"I think you need something." Karofsky said, holding up his keys, amused.

Kurt, looking anything but, mumbled something like 'yeah ass, I think I do need those,' before lunging for them. Karofsky stepped back a bit, causing Kurt to fly forward and almost out of the car. Before he managed to however, Karofsky stepped back closer to him, and caught him with his hand. Holding him up with that one arm, Karofsky kept him there in place while he held this key's away from Kurt with his other.

"I just want to know why you are wearing those overalls. That's it. Then I will let you have them." Pushing him slowly back, Karfosky put Kurt safely back on the car seat, waiting for an answer.

What he didn't expect was for the boy to burst out into tears.

Turning his head away, Kurt cried, and not silently. He was sobbing.

Not quite sure what to do, Karofsky said the first thing he could think of.

"Come on, they don't look that bad." It was obviously the wrong thing to say because Kurt glared at him, and started to attempt to push him away before relenting and turning back away from him once more.

Confused, Karofsky held out the keys to him and jingled them to let him know their presence.

Kurt didn't take this as badly, but he still didn't stop crying. He shook his head to the keys.

"I-I'm sorry K-Karofsky, I-I c-can't…" Kurt could barely speak as he managed to get out the sentence in between sobs.

Unable to understand what was going on, Karofsky stayed silent, but did reach out his hand to touch Kurt's shoulder lightly. Looking deeply concerned, he stared at him. He then closed the door, and walked around to the driver's side, getting in there himself.

"Whatever the problem is…you could tell me. Do you want to go inside the house?"

Shaking his head to the latter question, Kurt tried his best to stop crying.

"N-No, I-I'll be fine… just…" Still sniffling, Kurt wiped away some of the tears. He stayed like that for another couple of minutes before calming down enough to form more coherent sentences. He wiped at the tears, before turning at Karofsky.

"I'm so sorry for this... Dave. I'll tell you, you deserve to know after I freaked out on you like that." Kurt finally said, looking at him for a second before turning away to glance out the window.

Karofsky was a little shocked to hear his first name come out of Kurt's mouth. It caused a new dilemma in his mind. Was he allowed to call him Kurt? Sure, they weren't Japanese, but for some reason what they called each other had become something more personal.

"I am wearing these overalls… because my dad dressed me today. It sounds crazy that I would ever let him do that, I know." Kurt was now staring down at his hands, one over the other. They were resting on his lap. Tense and shaking a bit, Kurt continued his explanation.

"In fact, these are his. That's why they're a bit oversized. Normally I wouldn't dare let him dress me, but… there is one special day a year when I allow it and well, when I told him I was going to go fix something on your car, he dressed me in this. I suppose I forgot to mention it was just your radio… but for some reason he looked quite proud of this outfit, and I couldn't just tell him to try again. He got to dress me in whatever he wanted.

"Again, why would I let my dad dress me? It's crazy! He has the fashion sense of a cow. My mom was always the fashionable one… she dressed me and took care of everything and such. When she died…my dad took up the duty. When we both realized he couldn't quite handle it, I began dressing myself. I already had started to, I mean I showed great promise in fashion, but we agreed there would be that one day where he could dress me.

"Today, David… it's my mom's birthday, and I f-forgot-" The violent sobs started again, as Kurt resorted to repeating that he'd 'forgot.' Piecing it together, David instinctively reached forward and pulled the other boy in for a hug, to which the other boy didn't resist.

After everything Kurt had just told him, he felt the need to say something, but nothing came to his mind. Instead, he just lightly patted Kurt on the back.

They stayed like that for what Karosky supposed was fifteen minutes before Kurt pulled away and smiled weakly.

"Thankyou for that. I needed a hug…" Karofsky couldn't help but smile back at this. No matter how sad he truly looked, it was nice to see his smile.

"Um the radio, I still need to fix it… my mom taught me to honor my commitments, no matter what the occasion."

The words were simple… but they struck Karofsky in the heart hard. It was hard to describe the feeling resonating inside him, but he could hardly defend his next actions to be his own. Pulling Kurt towards him, he kissed him softly.

Rejection was always his first expectancy that was why, though hesitant at first, it had surprised him so much that Kurt kissed him back. When they broke apart, Karofsky realized he too was crying.

"Look…forget the radio Kurt. It's silly… your mom is more important. You shouldn't be here."

"No I promised you I would. Give me the keys."

"No Kurt! This isn't right! I don't care about it that much. Even if you have to celebrate your mom's birthday with me, you're going to. What do you usually do?"

A little surprised, Kurt looked at him and nodded. He wasn't going to leave Karofsky because he'd promised he'd be here.

"We visit her grave." Kurt stated, glancing down at his hands again. He looked up surprised however when he heard the ignition start. He looked over to Karofsky, who stared at him determined.

"Ok, where is it?"

Being left to deal with a total sobbing mess wasn't as bad as Karofsky initially thought.

Again, Kurt was crying his heart out, but it was all alright because Karofsky was there to support him and even shed some of his own accompanying tears, none that were false.

They spent a half hour or so there, but it didn't really matter. It wasn't as though he were timing it. Karofsky wouldn't dare do that. However long Kurt wanted to be there, that was how long they were going to stay.

The one thing that had surprised him though was that he hadn't run into Burt, Carole, or Finn. Wouldn't they want to pay respects too?

This question was answered later when Kurt told him the rest of them had already gone.

Wiping away the last of his tears for the time being, Kurt finally turned to Dave and told him he was ready to go.

"Alright, anything else you do?"

"You don't really have to do this…it's ok."

"No I want to." Kurt sighed as they got back into the car, but he decided to tell him anyway.

"We pick somewhere she liked to go and we would hang out there for a while… this year I was thinking of the lake."

"Kurt… do you want me to take you home? You should be doing this with your dad." In all seriousness, he didn't feel like this was right. He felt as though he was taking away something precious, something sacred.

"No. It's fine. We decided to celebrate in our own separate way this year anyway… since we expected I'd be at Dalton during this time."

"Oh yeah right." David said, stiffening at the mention of that school. That was where the douche resided.

The sound of the ignition was once again heard as Dave turned on the car and began to drive.

"We're going to the lake."

"Yeah I know."

It was hard to watch something happen without being able to do anything about it. That was the feeling that Dave had as he watched Kurt trip on his overalls and almost roll into the lake.

Having decided to walk a slight bit in front of him, Karofsky hadn't been able to stop it, and could only chase after him as he rolled. He did however manage to stop him in time, halting his decent downwards.

"I don't think it is safe for you to be wearing those overalls."

"Yeah well I am not taking them off. Stop trying to get my pants off of me Karofsky."

Standing there in a second of silence, it wasn't long before the two of them soon burst into a spontaneous laughter.

Karofsky decided to just sit down on the grass beside Kurt, who still hadn't stood up. Besides, Kurt had rolled down far enough for a great view of the lake.

"I am glad you did this, even if I told you not to." Kurt started suddenly, staring out at the lake.

Karofsky didn't even mind that he wasn't looking at him. He had been staring out into space himself, fretting in his head over the fact that Kurt had once again called him 'Karofsky.' He was sure he was just over thinking the matter.

"Do I ever listen to you?" Karofsky joked, causing Kurt to turn to him with a smile.

"Just about as much as I listen to you." Kurt chided, but he was still smiling one amazing smile.

Then, just like that, they were kissing again.

Karofsky wasn't sure how it happened, and he wouldn't be able to explain it, but he was pretty sure Kurt had tackled him.

That would be the only explanation for why he was suddenly on his back, and the other boy was on top of him.

"I… I broke up with Blaine." Kurt said hesitantly, after pulling away from Dave's lips, though he kept his position on top of him.

"Good." Dave said and leaned up to kiss him again; Kurt kissed back, surprised a little at first, but got more into it. He was sure that wasn't the response he was expecting but it had been the best damn thing Karofsky had ever heard and this was the best damn lake trip he ever had.

"I'm sorry Karofsky, I don't think I will be able to fix your radio today." It was already getting dark out. After hanging out at the lake for a long time, they had gone to eat dinner together, the next thing Kurt said they did on his mom's birthday. Not to mention they'd been starving.

"It's fine, it isn't that important."

"David Karofsky, I am appalled that you would say that. That thing is the most important item in your car, where would we be without music?"

"Yeah, you're right. We would all be rhythmless dumbasses. So is there anything else you do on this day?"

"Um…yeah actually." As he spoke, Kurt reached into his pocket and pulled out a seed.

"My mom's favorite flower was a sunflower. So every year me and my dad each take a seed and plant it in our favorite spot of the year. To us… it is as if we are sharing our favorite memories of the year with her. If that makes any sense…"

"It does… so where do you want to plant it?" Karofsky asked curiously, staring down at the tiny seed. He was staring at it with certain intensity, as if he was wishing the world of it. There was so much pressure on the place he was going to plant it.

"Well I dunno… but I have an idea. Hey, can I see your back yard?"

Surprised at the question, Karofsky numbly nodded. Hopping out of the car, he walked around and opened the passenger for Kurt. He led him around his house to his back yard, where he curiously awaited to be satisfied.

"So this is my back yard… pretty crappy, right?"

"Oh, I don't know about that… it seems like a pretty good place to plant a sunflower."

"What? You want to plant it-"

"David Karofsky, if you agree to be my boyfriend, I will agree to plant the flower here."

"Deal." Grinning like a wild man, Karofsky agreed, and again he found himself kissing Kurt Hummel which wasn't as weird as it was awesome now.

Together they had put the little seed and the ground. A little seed that would soon grow big and blossom, just the same as the relationship it had been planted for.