EDITED! And heres 11. Though I dunno if i can get 12 up tomorrow... actually i'm 90% sure it's not going to go up till thursday. Sorry loves.

Sorry but we disagree

The boy is vermin can't you see?

We'll drown your sins in misery

And rip him out of history

Glee practice drew to a close and Kurt stretched his arms above his head, feeling the tendons stretch in his back and arms before picking up his bag with a content sigh. Turning his body to Blaine he smiled down at the still seated boy, waiting for him to finish packing away his sheet music and pens.

It only made sense that Blaine was going to drop him off on his way home. It wouldn't have made sense to take three cars to school, and of course Finn had insisted on taking his truck to school. He was convinced it got Rachel hot. It didn't.

Of course Kurt was very aware at how this must have looked to anyone looking in. Blaine and himself walking into school together, Blaine in yesterdays half wrinkled clothes. It was all anyone needed to form a story in their minds, a story that was in all honesty fairly close to the actual events.

Though the obvious events playing in the minds of anyone who cared to notice their situation was unnerving, the actual events of the night before made the eyes on him less burning. The idea of their notably evolving friendship was almost as thrilling as the things that filled the rumors.

Blaine smiled back brightly at him as he fished his keys out of the front pouch of his slightly worn black leather messenger bag. He bounced out of his chair and onto the balls of his feet "Ready to go Mr. Hummel?" He asked brightly.

Kurt felt himself get lost in a train of thought. He wondered if Blaine would want to come in for a little after school, would that be too much? After all, they had technically spent the night together already. Quickly Kurt decided he wouldn't ask. The last thing he wanted was to seem like a love sick teenager right now. It may have been exactly what he felt like but there was no way he was going to suddenly wrap himself around Blaine's legs just because he had finally admitted he had feelings for the other boy. It wouldn't happen. Kurt was far to stubborn for such things.

Perhaps instead of asking Blaine over he'd steal Rachel away from Finn for a couple hours. Watch a couple musicals and waste away the evening like they used to. It was finally feeling easier to fall back into old routines. Of course, the idea of doing the same thing but perhaps cuddled up into Blaine's side sounded much more appealing, but he knew that the last thing he needed was to neglect anyone else simply because he had a crush.

"Yeah, I'm ready. Thank you so much for giving me a ride. Again. I know it's out of your way and everything. But the idea of sitting in that truck knowing exactly what has happened on those seats is horrifying" Kurt chuckled as he buckled his bag.

Blaine shook his head as he headed towards the door "Never a problem Kurt. It's easier than you bringing in the Navigator. And I'd never subject you to the truck" He said with a mock shutter.

Before Kurt could form a response he felt his body go rigid as an arm wrapped itself around his shoulders. "Sorry Anderson, I will be escorting my boy Kurt home today. Run along." He could feel his body relax as he heard Noah's voice, taking a breath to steady his heartbeat.

Before Kurt could argue or even start to excuse himself he was being lead down a corner, his gaze set on Blaine as he was directed off. At least Blaine looked more confused than offended. "Noah, that was mean. What do you want anyways? You have been investing an awful lot of time in me lately." He said as he was directed down a corner down a side hall.

"You're my boy, I like hanging around with you. And we need to talk" he said as they ventured out into the parking lot and towards Noah's car parked in the same space it always was. Kurt had always wondered who Puck had to terrorize for such a good location in the crowded school lot.

Kurt rolled his eyes as he pulled open the car door and slid into the seat. Surprisingly the car smelled far better than Finn's and the seats didn't have holes in them. As he closed the door behind him he smiled at the memory of Blaine holding his door open for him. Why was it that the smallest things were reminding him of Blaine? Wasn't that cliché? Didn't that only happen in sappy novels?

As Noah's door shut on the other side Kurt turned his body to face him, "So, what is it that we needed to discuss Noah?" He asked as he clicked his seatbelt into place. While he was trying to sound annoyed with the other boy he really couldn't be. He enjoyed his time with Puck. The guy time he so rarely got.

Noah slid the keys into the ignition but didn't bother to start the car as he leaned back and looked at Kurt, almost studying him, then again since when did Noah Puckerman study anything other than female anatomy.

"What exactly is going on between you and Anderson?" He asked his voice stern "Because last I heard, you were saying nothing and pretty close to avoiding him. Now Finn says Burt caught you guys in bed together!" Kurt could hear his voice crossing over into his 'Overprotective Noah' Mode. That tone was one Kurt had become quite familiar with in the last few months. It was a tone that was reserved for very few people.

Kurt sighed heavily and tried to remind himself that Noah simply worried about him and not get too annoyed at where the conversation was heading.

Unfortunately Noah continued on with barely a breath. "What is going on in your head Hummel? This isn't like you. Britt? Santana? Fine. You? No chance in hell. I think I need to kick this guy's ass, but I need you to tell me what is going on first. After the whole Karofsky thing I thought you were going to tell us when something was going down!"

The absurdity of Puck's rant left Kurt almost speechless with anger. This had nothing to do with Karofsky and Kurt couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that Noah could connect it back. He mentally shoved back the feelings he could feel bubbling at the mentioning of past events

Taking a deep breath Kurt spoke, trying to keep his voice as even as possible. "I don't even know where to start with that. My dad did not find Blaine and I in bed together. We fell asleep on the couch. We were watching movies on his laptop during the storm and fell asleep. So, not that its any of your business but my 'Honor' or what ever it is you're trying to defend is fine." Kurt said and took in another breath, his voice rising in both volume and anger "But you know what Noah? If I was going to have hot kinky random sex with Blaine you have no right to comment. I don't even know why I'm defending myself. You would have less then no say in the matter!"

Another breath in and Kurt saw Noah's mouth open, shooting a glare to shut up the other boy Kurt continued, his temper continuing to rise. "And please, do remind me what you said to Finn when he got into Rachel's pants? Or to Mike when Tina slept with him? Something along the classy lines of 'Good going man, was she good?' or something just as casual and repulsive." Kurt hoped his glare hurt Noah as much as he wanted it to. "But no, the gay boy finally finds someone who he could possibly have a relationship with and everyone is up in arms. Whispering about how we must be having sex. That is so fu-"

Kurt couldn't tell if he was thankful that Noah cut him off or even angrier. He did enjoy the moment to catch his breath, if only to refuel his fire.

"Okay, okay. Chill! It had nothing to do with you both being dudes, what ever gets you going Hummel, what it has to do with is the fact that we were told you were doing stuff that was totally out of character for you! Look, before you interrupt me whether you want the label or not you've been a blushing virgin for ever and we just don't want some guy you met at a concert to take advantage of you! Especially after Karofsky. We are allowed to be worried Kurt. You never know what this Blaine guy is playing at!"

They were both yelling and Kurt new that the shouting could be heard by anyone who happened to walk by, he could tell by the looks of passers by who shot odd glances through the windows.

Kurt's eyes burned with fire, he wanted to throw something. "You are not allowed to bring Karofsky into this. That is uncalled far and I'm not even addressing that. Drop it." His voice was steal and he could see the slight guilt flicker in Noah's eyes. "You have slept with almost every girl in the school! Want to talk about taking advantage of people? You have no right to make any comment!

Puck took in an angry breath and Kurt could see his knuckles whiting as he clenched his jeans. "Fine what ever. I know I'm not the best fucking role model but that's how I know it's sketchy that you met this guy once and all of the sudden he's all heart eyes over you. I don't like it. I don't like that it took you years to let me hug you, and then all of the sudden you've known some guy for a week and you're curling up all night unsupervised? Damn straight I'm going to be suspicious!"

This was over. He was done. So very done with the conversation and with Noah. Unlocking his seatbelt Kurt shook his head "You and Blaine aren't the same person Noah, our relationships are totally different creatures. And ever thought that maybe the reason I'm this so called 'blushing virgin' is because no one has ever tried change that? In a none violent way. Someone is actually taking the time to make me think about myself being anything other than some child." Kurt took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice from breaking "After what happened Noah I understand your concern, but I'm allowed to want a relationship. I'm allowed to like a guy. Goodbye Noah." Kurt said as he pushed the car door open and got out of the car.

Noah was out of his side almost as quickly. "Where the hell do you think you're going Kurt? Just get back in the car." Kurt could hear the panic in Noah's voice as he started to walk away from the car.

"Home Puck" Kurt yelled not bothering to turn around. He was too angry to look at Puck. Why was his relationship a cause for fuss when everyone else in the Glee club could date a new person every week without comment? He couldn't help but keep drawing back to the fact that once again, he was different. It was different. It was two boys, therefore it was suddenly everyone's business. The kids at school, God, the Government. He hated Lima Ohio more now then every before.

"No you aren't! You can't walk all that way!" Noah said chasing after him, "It's at least and hours walk." His hand landed on Kurt's shoulder as he finally made it to his friend. "Come on, just get back in the car and let me take you home. I'll just up I promise. You can start ignoring me now, just take the ride"

Kurt could feel himself shaking as he turned to face his closest male friend. Puck had been different after Karofsky, he had went from one of Finn's friends to one of Kurt's. It hurt to be this angry at someone who had helped him so much but he couldn't avoid his anger.

"Noah, get your hand off of me before I slap you so hard your head spins. It's broad daylight in residential Lima. I'm not going to get attacked. I'm going home. Let me go. Now" His voice was cold and stern as he glared at Puck, knowing it would freeze most people solid.

Quickly, knowing he had lost, Noah removed his hand and stepped back with a defeated sigh "Fine. Text me when you get home. 2 Hours then I'm coming out looking for you." He said before turning and walking away.

The sound of rock scraping against concrete proceeded Kurt as he walked down the sidewalk. His phone was heavy in his jacket pocket, he wanted to pull it out and text Blaine. He didn't even know if he wanted to text him to rant about Noah or just as a distraction. His anger was diminishing but it left him tired and cranky.

Maybe texting Rachel would have been better, she would rip into Noah and the other boys faster then he could type out the text. But the scene that would follow his text, while amusing wasn't worth it. He could imagine it though, all the New Directions boys sitting in the choir room tomorrow morning in front of her tiny but undeniably daunting figure as she yelled at them about their behavior. Lecturing at them about being worse than a bunch of gossipy girls.

He had only been walking for ten minutes or so before his decision whether to text anyone was made for him. His phone started buzzing and he sighed, finally resigning to checking his messages.

Merryweather ('Cedes): What the hell Kurt? You're just wondering the streets? I know Pucks a dick by really?

Kurt hadn't had the heart to change the names back in his phone. The nicknames always made him smile. He had just slipped in real names and left it at that. As he got to know the nicknames more and more he was debating even deleting the real names all together.

Reading the message Kurt remembered a time when 'Cedes was his best friend in the world. A time when she would have kicked Noah's ass around the block twice and come to pick him up by now. Now, even through text her tone was accusatory. It was mind blowing really how one singular event and it's consequences could push some people away while pulling others closer.

As his mind set drove him to try harder and harder to get out of Lima he grew closer to Rachel and further from Mercedes. Rach had the same drive, the same destination. He had no idea what Mercedes plans for the future where, but he knew she wasn't clamping on to New York as hard as he was.

King Triton (Dad): Kurt, Puck just called. Take your time but get home in one piece. –dad

Kurt smiled and shook his head lightly. At least his dad understood he needed time. Who knew what Puck had actually told him, but obviously it was enough. He half heartedly hoped his dad threatened him with the shotgun like he used to.

Flounder (Rach): I will have you know I have been lecturing Finn since Puck called. I don't think the boys will be butting in again any time soon. Are you okay honey?

Prince Eric: Want me to come get you? I'll take you out for some ice-cream and some unrelated discussion? If you need to just be alone that's fine too. Just an offer. Stay safe.

As he finished reading through all of the texts he sighed heavily. He should have known he wouldn't make it far without everyone being alerted. He understood Noah's need to tell his father where he was, but everyone else? That was unnecessary. He wondered if Puck himself had called Blaine. He doubted it. Probably Rachel. He exhaled and only replied to two of the messages.

Kurt: thanks dad, I'll be home in a bit.

Kurt: It's fine Blaine. Don't worry about me, I just got frustrated. I know he just cares. Thanks for the offer though, rain check?

It only took a moment for his phone to buzz with a reply.

Prince Eric. It's just new and shiny to everyone, two gay guys doing what ever it is we are doing, its bound to get a reaction. It will blow over. And of course, anytime you feel like it.

Kurt knew he just needed some time away from people. To sort out his emotions and figure out how to deal with everyone's reactions to Blaine. Whether Kurt wanted to admit it or not, Noah was right. This was a new thing to everyone, he was acting strange. These conversations where going to keep happening. Maybe not as intense as the one with Noah, but they would happen. Kurt couldn't fight with people like he had with Noah. It would be far too exhausting and give him wrinkles.

He settled on remembering that no matter what upheaval it caused, he had Blaine in his life. He was getting to be a normal teenager. He was getting to flirt and blush and feel butterflies. He was able to know that someone else was feeling them too. Finally, maybe he would have someone to slow dance at prom with. Just maybe.

The sound of the doorbell buzzing non-stop had Blaine running down the stairs two at a time. He really hated that his parents were never home, which meant he had to go and greet who ever was having a fit at the door. An angry person at his door while he was home alone wasn't exactly the most comforting of thoughts. He pulled his cell out of his pocket as he stepped off the last stair, just in case.

When he got to the door he looked through the peephole and his face drained and fell. It took him a moment longer then it should have to open the door. This was not going to be fun.

As he pulled the door open he raised an eyebrow at the figure in front of him. "Hello Noah. What can I help you with? A cup of tea maybe?" He asked, trying very hard to be polite, thought he knew it came off sassy. It was quite obvious this wasn't a friendly visit, in fact Puck had never done anything anyone would consider as 'friendly' towards him.

Blaine knew after the first day that the New Directions boys were oddly protective over Kurt. He had also pieced together that it hadn't always been that way. That the Karofsky incident had been the glue that now held them to Kurt. He knew they meant well, but from what he had gathered Puck had been a bully to Kurt for years. All of them had been.

While he wanted to be happy that Kurt had that support system and he knew he had no right to make any judgments, their sudden loyalty frustrated Blaine. He didn't understand how they could so easily go from tormentors to protectors. But one thing he knew was that Kurt valued Noah Puckerman's opinion. He couldn't go and throw that away whether he liked the circumstances of their friendship or not.

"Only Kurt, Quinn, Rachel and my mom can call me Noah. It's Puck." He said through slightly gritted teeth and his arms crossed over his chest. "We need to talk midget."

Blaine nodded, his temper starting to flair already. He knew his temper had a tendency to get away from him, he just hoped he could keep a lid on it. "Yes, Puck, it would appear we do." Blaine said closing the door behind him. "How about we talk about how your assumptions and vocal disapproval of me is hurting Kurt" He said leaning against the door.

Blaine tried not to smirk at Puck's look of shock at Blaine's tone. It was obvious Puck was used to people taking what ever he had to dish out. Especially some new 'midget' in the school. Puck shook his head and continued "Excuse me? I'm allowed to be worried about Kurt, I've known him for years. I've seen what he's been through. You can't just waltz into McKinley and suddenly take over his life. He's too into you. I don't like it. I don't like your stupid 'good guy' act. I don't know why but I don't trust you."

Blaine couldn't help but scoff and roll his eyes, noticing the gel loosening on his hair. "I am very well aware that you know what Kurt's been through. Considering that because you used to be what he was going through. Throwing him in dumpsters? Mature. Kurt hasn't told me about it, he doesn't like to talk about the past. But I've heard Tina and Mercedes talking about it. They wonder how you could have turned around so fast, and you know what? I'm curious too. As far as I can see, all I've ever wanted to do was make Kurt smile, but for half of your relationship you just wanted to see him cry."

He knew he was losing his temper, he took in a deep breath and shook his head. He knew he had no right to be getting this defensive about Kurt. Their friendship or relationship or what ever it was that they were doing was so new, but he couldn't stand listening to Puck try and villainize him for trying to be a good guy. "You wanna know what I've been saying to Kurt? I've told him that I like him, that I enjoy spending time with him; I've expressed feelings towards him. Which from what I understand no one has done, at least not respectfully, before. He's a person, Puck. He has complexities. I get that you used to be some homophobic prick, and that you changed your opinions to except Kurt, but that means you need to except him as he grows up!"

Puck looked shocked at the speed and anger in Blaine's voice. "You don't know what you're talking about Anderson. You don't know Kurt. You just want in his pants. I've made mistakes; I'm just trying to make up for them by keeping my boy safe. And I don't think you're safe." Puck shook his head, and Blaine noticed him squeezing his fists trying not to use them.

Blaine hoped this didn't get physical, if only for the impact it would have on him with Kurt, his eyes drifted back to Puck's face as he continued, "You have known Kurt a month, three weeks of that you didn't even know his name. You can't just come in and think you're all that. You think you know everything? You think you know him?"

Blaine could feel his blood boiling. The conversation was so ridiculous. Puck claimed to want what was best fro Kurt, and yet all he was doing was putting up road blocks for Blaine, who's only goal was to make Kurt happy. He tried to calm down as best he could. If Puck had wanted to really talk this out they could have. But all Puck wanted was a fight, and Blaine was finding it very hard to not give him what he wanted.

"Puck, all I'm trying to do is to get to know Kurt. That's all I want. As for 'getting in his pants'" Blaine said pulling a face and using air quotes "I like to think this is about more then sex for me, I'm just a bit of a gentleman thank you very much." He shook his head; he couldn't believe Puck was accusing him of using Kurt. He couldn't possibly come off that way. "And as for me not being safe. You're right Puck. I am dangerous for Kurt. Kurt could end up hurt. But guess what, so could I. emotions and relationships are a risk. They aren't safe. Especially for gay men in Ohio. But guess what, that's life."

It was obvious that Puck was running out of hollow arguments now. He was searching for a way to challenge Blaine. He couldn't let him though, "Also, Puck, I think you're so worried for Kurt because the risk of commitment and emotions scare the shit out of you. That's why you've never had a stable relationship. I may be new around here but it's a small town. I've heard the stories, directly from the girls involved. So before you start judging Kurt and his relationship choices you might want to deal with your obvious issues. Now get off my lawn." Blaine said as he walked back into the house slamming the door in Puck's face.

As soon as the door closed Blaine let his head thud against the cool wood. It had gone better than he had expected but he also knew that no matter how that argument ended no one won. He had however managed to stay fairly calm and totally logical. Which was far more than Puck could say.

He had however made himself an enemy of Puck. Blaine lightly hit his head against the door a couple times. If Puck didn't approve of him he was sure there was no chance for the other guys in New Directions. He had done everything he could; still he couldn't help but feel like he had made things worse. Maybe he should have just not answered the door.

Pulling his discarded cell phone from the oak table beside the door he opened up a new text.

When Kurt finally made it into his room after assuring his father no less then six times that he was fine, but to ask Finn exactly why he was so upset, sat down on the soft comforter on his bed and sighed.

While Noah hadn't directly said Finn had anything to do with his Kurt couldn't help but assume Finn had quite a lot to do with it. All Noah had ever heard from Kurt about Blaine was good. Sometimes a little frantic but nothing negative. It would have been Finn's conspiracies that would have fueled Noah.

He knew he was right as soon as Finn had stated following him towards his room, apologizing and stuttering. All Kurt could do was flip him off and lock the door to his basement fearing he might actually push Finn down the stairs in the mood he was in. He wished he didn't care about Noah and Finn's opinions. He wished he could ignore them, but he couldn't.

As he had walked home he tried to figure it out, why it had bugged him so much. Why he had been so angry at Noah and yet just wanted to cry at his tone. It had taken him until he was almost home to figure it out. He wanted their approval. He wanted it badly. He wanted Blaine to fit in with New Directions, he wanted him to be able to sit and play videogames with Finn and Puck as he sat with Tina and Rachel shaking their heads and laughing about who into the game their boyfriends were getting.

He could just imagine the perfect image in his head. If Finn and Noah would get their heads out of their asses it could be so perfect. He had sat with the girls before during football season or during late nights of videogames and talked with them, watched them watching their boyfriends, picking out little things that they did.

All Kurt had ever seen during those hours was a bunch of loud and disgusting boys making a mess of his sitting area. He could imagine it changing though, as he found someone to watch. He wondered if it would ever work out that way. He doubted it. Of course he reminded himself he was getting far too ahead of himself.

Kurt was very aware that this was just the beginning of the up hill battle Blaine and him would face as they worked forward in their relationship. He couldn't let that stop him though, he had promised Blaine he wouldn't. This was about them, not anyone else. He didn't want to disappoint his friends, but he couldn't disappoint himself either. He hadn't felt this happy in far too long and the feeling was addicting.

The whirl wind Blaine was causing in his life was worrying everyone around him, he could see it. It was a side of Kurt none of them had ever seen, a side he hadn't even met himself. He liked the spiral though, it was exhilarating. It made him smile and feel alive for the first time in the last few months.

He had moved on, he didn't let himself dwell on the past. He always thought he had done quite well after the incident. But since Blaine came into his life, he realized he wasn't doing as well as he had thought he was. He had been coping, but for some reason, when Blaine was around he was living again.

He sat on his bed with his eyes closed, trying to keep his mind off of the many domestic fantasies that were playing in his head. While he knew he shouldn't indulge, he did. His play list of Disney instrumentals filled his room and he basked in the calm moment and perfect fantasies.

Kiss The Girl filled in the room mixing with an instrumental piece from Aladdin and Kurt sat up with a smile. It was a text from Blaine.

Prince Eric: I have to tell you something but I need you to not be mad. At anyone.

His heart fell in his chest with a little pang of panic. What happened? What had Blaine done? He didn't want to rush to conclusions. Noah's speech still rang in his head. What if Noah had been right?

Kurt: Blaine, if you want me to stay calm, asking me to stay calm is not the way to do it.

Prince Eric: Fair enough… Puck showed up at my house…

Kurt's hear stopped as he sat up straight in his bed and put his feet on the floor. Oddly enough he was somewhat relieved that this had to do with Puck. Still, it was a very worrisome idea though.

Kurt: Oh God! Are you okay? He didn't hit you did he? I'm going to kill him. He is a dead man. I'm going to set Rachel on him and then I'm going to kill him.

Kurt got to his feet and grabbed a sweater from his closet, not paying close attention to which one he grabbed. Before he knew it he was heading up the stairs patting his pockets for his keys. When an angry Noah Puckerman was involved it very rarely ended on a peaceful note.

Prince Eric: Kurt! Calm down. No one got hurt. No punches were thrown. Just some sharp words. I think I may have made myself an enemy. I just couldn't stand how he was making you feel and how he was butting in.

With a sigh Kurt sat down on his couch, stopping his search for keys. At least no one was hurt. Kurt was a little surprised at that but he wasn't going to jinx it. He leaned back in the couch, finally letting his mind calm down.

Kurt: Okay… so you fought about the fact that he doesn't like you. And no one got hurt… well then… That's good? I can't believe he showed up at your house… how did he even know where you lived?

Of course as soon as the text was sent Kurt rolled his eyes at himself. Puck had his ways of getting any information he wanted. He probably had threatened JBI for the address.

Prince Eric: I promise no one got hurt. I actually think I might have made him think. But who knows. I don't think he will confront you anymore. But I think I made an enemy. Its worth it though, if he leaves you alone. As for the address, not a clue.

Kurt: Blaine, you are unbelievable. In a good way. Thank you, for not getting into a physical fight and for trying to get through to him. I doubt it worked, it is Noah after all. But we will deal with it tomorrow.