(A/N)- SQUEAL! You guys are amazing! I got past 200 reviews! :) So very happy that you guys actually somehow like this!

Lots of thanks to Violethillbeautiful, who- not only is so much help- but is also an amazing writer. Check her out! :)

Huh... I think I'm going slightly psychotic having gone without Glee for so long... Whilst writing the last few chapters, I have found it enjoyable to play the Warblers CD and speed it up 2x. It's hilarious. xD

I kind of feel the need to apologize in advance for this chapter. It's just kind of... BLEH. I had to write it while babysitting six children, all under the age of seven. O.O Grr. So it's kind of rushed and random and makes no sense. Sorry.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or the major non-OCs in this story. Ryan Murphy and FOX do.

Oh well!

Here's Chapter 14.

ENJOY!

Chapter 14: Old Friends

Kurt locked the door of the school's restroom and slid down the door. Sure, his inner Emma Pillsbury was squealing in disgust as he came in contact with the floor, but he didn't care.

He just cried.

Everything was so confusing.

He knew he loved Blaine, and he knew that he couldn't love Aiden anymore, so shouldn't he be with Blaine now, kissing and being happy and getting a new, better boyfriend?

But he just hadn't been able to jump from one boy to the other.

It just didn't seem right, and Kurt just didn't feel ready to deal with another boyfriend.

Yeah, it was nice to have someone around to trust and love and stuff. The cuddling and kissing didn't hurt either.

But Kurt agreed with himself when he thought that the overall drama and pressure of being in a relationship far out-weighed the enjoyment of the relationship.

At least, right now it would. Right after his train-wreck of a relationship.

Kurt sniffled a little bit and wiped at his eyes.

Kurt was thankful that tomorrow would be Friday. Then, he could go home and relax. He had only been home once since coming to Dalton.

And even then, he had been helping Finn clean his room, which had appeared as though a hurricane had hit it. And then, when he was getting ready to sit down with some popcorn to watch his favorite movies, Mercedes had texted him to come over, all because she needed someone to talk to, for she had been asked out by Andrew- a guy from the football team.

So, he had shut off the TV, given his tub of popcorn to Finn, and left.

And on top of not relaxing at all, he hadn't spent any time with his dad.

Kurt wiped at his eyes once more, reaching for his phone.

Right about now, he wanted to have some girl-time.

"'Sup?" He heard the voice of the one-and-only Mercedes Jones.

"Hey 'Cedes. I just realized something. We have yet to have an actual sleepover. Invite Quinny and the other girls over. I'll be in Lima tomorrow night."

He heard a soft squeal of excitement. "Okay! See-ya then, Boo!"

Kurt ended the call and stood, sighing.

Now, he had to get back to his dorm and face Aiden.

Aiden glared at the ceiling. What had he done wrong?

Well, aside from the whole 'cheating' thing.

Aiden racked through his memory, thinking back to the last few days. Kurt had seemed super distant, but as far as he knew, he hadn't done anything to cause it.

Then, Aiden thought back on Kurt's words.

Kurt had proclaimed his love for someone else, but Aiden wasn't sure who. Kurt hadn't told him.

The restless boy flipped onto his stomach, deep in thought.

It could be Blaine, but Kurt's change of heart had seemed to occur very recently. As of the past few weeks, Aiden hadn't seen Kurt with Blaine a single time, so obviously, it couldn't be the curly-haired boy.

Then, Aiden's thoughts flickered to Alex; Kurt's most recent friend. Of course, Kurt had said that Alex was straight, and had a girlfriend.

But what if they had been lying?

Or what if it was the truth, but Kurt had been lying about being in love with someone else? Aiden pondered the possibility and shook his head.

Then, he vaguely fussed over another thought. What if this was all a test that Kurt was doing to see if Aiden cared enough to try and win him back?

No matter how many times Aiden tried to shrug off the idea, his train of thought seemed to always steer right back to it sooner or later.

Kurt stepped into the dorm room, and found the light off. He simply assumed that Aiden had gone to sleep a while ago.

Without the light, Kurt fumbled around the room, changing into his pajamas and quickly brushing his teeth.

Finally he slipped into his own bed, letting out a sound of relaxation.

He let his eyes slip shut, but they just popped back open when a pair of arms snaked around him from behind.

He jumped away, falling off his own bed and onto the floor. "What the fuck, Aiden?"

"I was trying to spoon you, duh," Aiden said from the general direction of Kurt's bed. Kurt's glared into the pitch black darkness until his eyes decided to adjust. He could see Aiden silhouette sitting up.

"Well, that was obvious, but why?" Kurt snapped at him, standing from his spot on the ground.

"Because," Aiden began slowly, as if explaining to a four year old. "We always used to spoon, what's suddenly so wrong with it?"

Kurt scoffed. "We're not dating anymore. Spooning your friend is quite awkward."

"You know, when you and I first started dating, you seemed to be fine with cuddling and spooning with Blaine."

Kurt blushed, still only seeing Aiden's silhouette. "That's because- because-"

"Because you loved him," Aiden hissed, things seeming to suddenly click in his mind.

Blaine was the one Kurt was in love with!

Aiden stood, standing before Kurt, towering over him.

"You still love him, don't you?" Aiden ground out.

"No! Of course not!" Kurt lied, but he wasn't sure if he was quite convincing enough.

Apparently not.

"Kurt, you're a terrible liar," Aiden murmured, his eyes downcast.

"You know, if you've loved him from the beginning, why did you even date me?" Aiden sounded hurt.

"I was trying to get over him," Kurt admitted softly. "But trust me. I did love you, too. I promise."

Aiden looked towards the floor again. Did that mean he still had some sort of chance to win Kurt back?

The two became silent, quite content with just sitting there.

After so long, Aiden sighed and moved to his own bed. "Uh, we better both get some sleep. You know. School tomorrow," He finished awkwardly, kneading furiously at the back of his neck.

"Yeah. Okay," Kurt agreed, slipping back into his own bed, facing away from Aiden.

Aiden watched Kurt fall into a light sleep as he started plotting. If he couldn't have Kurt, Blaine shouldn't be able to, either.

The next day, Kurt woke up a little late, and was rushing around, getting ready. No matter how hard he tried, or where he looked, he couldn't find his messenger bag.

Then, he remembered. He had left it at Blaine's dorm. When he had ended it with Blaine, he had left too quickly and forgotten the bag.

Kurt grabbed his phone and took one last glance in the mirror before heading to the other boy's dorm.

He got there, knocking on the door. No one answered, but Kurt knocked again. After about five minutes, he assumed the Blaine had already headed down to the cafeteria.

He felt weird for doing it, but Kurt needed his bag. He stood on his tip-toes, feeling across the top of the door-frame.

He pulled the key down and unlocked the door, not liking the fact it felt oddly like breaking in.

He put the key back and stepped into the room, spotting his bag right next the bed.

He moved forward and grabbed it, just then noticing the heap on the bed.

Blaine was still asleep?

He pulled the blanket away from the boy, blushing profusely when he realized that the other boy was wearing nothing but boxer-briefs.

Kurt cough and tried not to be so libidinous. He failed miserably.

The pale boy reached and latched his hand onto Blaine's shoulder.

Shaking him, he knelt and murmured, "Blaine, you overslept. You need to wake up and get ready, or-"

Suddenly, Blaine mumbled in his sleep and threw his arms out, wrapping them around Kurt's waist and pulling him onto the bed, against his bare chest.

"Blaine!" Kurt growled, but the words did nothing but make the sleeping boy mumble more.

Kurt listened as he struggled against Blaine's surprisingly strong grip.

"Love you," he caught Blaine murmuring, and he fell silent.

Sighing, he realized that he really loved Blaine, and even though the other was asleep, he had the immense urge to kiss the curly-haired boy.

Kurt peeked down at the boy's lips and moved a tiny bit closer, but then shook his head. What was he thinking? Hadn't he said just yesterday that he needed some time?

Kurt began trying to break free again, shaking Blaine.

Eventually, Kurt settled on a slap, and the second he struck Blaine, the boy's eyes shot open tiredly.

"K-Kurt? What are you doin' here?" Blaine kept his arms around the countertenor, looking at him with an adorably confused expression.

"I came to get my bag. I left it here yesterday," Kurt explained softly. "I thought that you had already left for breakfast, but you were here asleep. I tried to wake you up, like a good friend, but you grabbed me and wouldn't let go."

Blaine looked at him uncomprehendingly. "Oh, okay." Then, he tightened his grip, yawning and fitting his face into Kurt's shoulder.

Kurt had the urge to say nothing, to stay like this, but he knew better. "Blaine," he shook the boy again. "You have to wake up."

"But- I'm tired," Blaine complained, finally letting go of Kurt.

Kurt hurried up and pulled the blanket the rest of the way off of Blaine.

This was quite effective, seeing as Blaine looked down and realized his near-nakedness.

An embarrassing squeak came from the tanner boy as he gave a start, trying to cover himself up.

Kurt laughed, watching as Blaine's face darkened when he wrapped his blanket around himself like a dress.

"I'm sorry you had to see that. You'll probably have nightmares now," Blaine smiled a little bit.

"Why the hell would I have nightmares about your body?" Kurt chuckled.

"I don't know," Blaine shrugged, grabbing some clothes. "'Cause I look like crap?"

"Oh, you do not!" Kurt smiled, and Blaine returned the action.

"So, could you, um-" Blaine trailed off, making a spinning motion with his finger.

Kurt turned around, facing away as Blaine changed quickly.

"Well, I'm ready to go to breakfast if you are."

Kurt faced him, looking at the time on his phone. "Well, we're going to have to hurry. We have, like, fifteen minutes."

The two rushed to the cafeteria, each settling on an apple and bottle of milk.

Kurt spotted Alex sitting at a smaller table and moved to sit by him, Blaine following.

"Hey, Kurt. Hey, Blaine," Alex smiled, finishing up his cereal.

"Hey," Kurt replied as his phone buzzed with a text message.

Hey, Boo! So, you're coming tonight, right? -Mercedes

He typed out his reply quickly.

Yeah! Can't wait. Could we have the sleepover at my house? -Kurt

Kurt waited.

Sure, as long a it's okay with your Burt and Carole. They already have some boys on their hands tonight. Finn and some of the Glee guys are having a video game night. -Mercedes

Kurt looked up at the two silent boys at the table, getting an idea.

"Hey, what are you guys doing tonight?" Kurt asked them.

"Nothing," They answered simultaneously.

"Why?" Blaine asked.

Kurt looked back at his phone, sending a message to Finn.

Hey, do you have room for two more guys for your video game thing tonight? I could bring Blaine and Alex to Lima. -Kurt

It didn't take long for a reply.

Sure, dude! That'd be cool. -Finn

Kurt looked back at Alex.

"Is Rosy free tonight?"

Alex shrugged, "I could ask her."

"Why?" Blaine repeated.

"Well, my brother, Finn, is having a video game night with a few of the guy from our Glee club. Do you wanna go?"

Both nodded, and Alex asked, "What does that have to do with Rosy?"

"Well, I'm having some girl-time with some of the girls. Maybe Rosy could come along. And of course, all three of you will just stay the night at my house."

"Sounds cool," Blaine smiled.

"Okay, so we'll head to Lima after school!" Kurt grinned in excitement.

"Oh, Rosy said she's free, and would love to go!" Alex added, displaying the text.

"Well, we can pick her up on our way."

"Okay!"

Kurt finished his breakfast and smiled. Tonight would be amazing. Finally getting to relax and have some fun.

Kurt got ready for Powers Education. When he finally sat down in the make-shift gymnasium, Mr. Brown was already talking.

"Today's gonna be an easy day. It's just going to be a small test to find out how helpful your powers could be.

"First up, Jeff! Get up here!"

Jeff stood and sauntered to where Mr. Brown was standing.

"Okay, here's a case scenario that you may see if you happen to become a hero for a city- which is quite difficult nowadays."

A silence passed a Mr. Brown read through a list.

"Okay, some guys with guns are attempting to rob a bank. And, of course, they have some hostages. What would you do?"

Jeff scoffed. "Turn invisible and take their guns. Or! Maybe I could turn invisible, set a small fire somewhere to distract them so I can get the hostages out. Then, from there, they're easy to take down, 'cause they have nothing to threaten you with. Well, except the guns, but-"

"Okay, Jeff. You can stop now," Mr. Brown interrupted.

Suddenly, dozens of tiny, sharp-tipped, wooden spears shot from one of the wall, their destination was obviously Jeff.

Jeff turned and gasped, throwing his arms out with immense grace, and extreme power.

Blinding fire bellowed out from his arms, meeting the wooden spears quickly as each one ignited, and soon fell to nothing but ash.

"Good reflexes, kid," Mr. Brown complimented, writing something on his clipboard.

Jeff nodded.

Mr. Brown asked a few more questions before letting Jeff sit back down.

"Kurt, come on up."

Kurt groaned and stood, standing next to Mr. Brown.

"Before we start this, let me say this: None of my powers are too useful, so, I'm pretty much going to fail this."

His teacher just laughed.

"Okay, Kurt. You scenario: What would you do if you went by an alley way and spotted a very large man robbing and attempting to rape a woman?"

Kurt cringed. "Wow. Uh-" This was too easy... Right?

"Well, I- uh, I guess if I could just get close enough, I could illusion much pain on his part. It'd immobilize him for a while, as long as I was focused. And they lady could get away or go to the police orr something."

"Huh?" Mr. Brown scratched his head.

"I'd just immobilize him. You know, using the whole 'Illusionist' thing. Since illusioning has everything to do with mind tricks, I'm able to manipulate that, and turn it from visuals illusions to physical illusions."

"Kurt, I have a hard time believing you can do that. It usually takes Illusionist quite a while to accomplish this task."

Kurt shrugged. "I've been able to do it for as long as I've had my powers. I had to use it as self defense sometimes, being bullied and such."

"Okay, I believe you, but just to prove it, cause me pain or whatever."

Kurt sighed, focusing on the man's arm. Limbs were usually easier to cause pain than a person's insides.

He focused on the arm, imagining the pain of it snapping.

Suddenly, "Gah!" Kurt watched as Mr. Brown cradled his arm, murmured profanities, and glanced at Kurt. "O-okay, stop." The larger man ground his teeth, holding in a scream of pain.

Kurt sighed and let his mind wander, no longer on the task at hand. By doing this, the pain in Mr. Brown's arm subsided.

"Wow," the older man mumbled, rubbing his arm. "I can't even imagine the pain if you were to do that to the whole body."

Kurt just nodded. The only other people he had ever used that power on had been a few of McKinley's jocks, though, they had no clue of his power, so they had just dropped in pain, not questioning when the small boy had run.

"First, you have four powers. Now, you're able to go to extents with those powers that some people can never learn to do. You know, Kurt. You're quite an odd child."

Kurt sighed, annoyed. Of course he was. He would always be weird in one way or another.

Kurt let out a content sigh as he flopped onto his dorm bed.

He was ready to leave to go to Lima, and he was just waiting on Blaine and Alex so they could go to pick up Rosy.

He let his eyes slip shut, and he missed when the door had creaked open.

He was unaware of the person sneaking closer to the bed.

That is, until that person had given off a small war yell and had run, jumping onto the bed, causing Kurt to give a start and fall off.

He looked up and found Blaine looking down at him from the bed.

"What are you doing on the floor, silly?" Blaine laughed.

"Oh, I'm just enjoying my dorm room from every angle. This wood flooring is pretty. And the dust bunnies under my bed look quite fluffy."

He couldn't hold it in any longer. A loud laugh escaped his mouth and Blaine was laughing along happily.

Kurt got up off the floor and sat on the edge of his bed, laughing when his attempt to push Blaine off failed.

"So, now we only have to wait for Alex."

"Yup!" Blaine was now on the other side of the room, doing a handstand against the wall.

"Who are you and what have you done with Blaine "McDapperpants" Anderson?" Kurt laughed.

"I was abducted by aliens, and they put the soul of a seven-year-old in my body," Blaine explained in a serious toned, but after about four seconds, he cracked. His laughs resonated through the room.

He stopped doing the handstand and stood, falling a little bit.

"Whoa! My head feels funny!" Blaine smiled, rubbing at his forehead.

"Oh, my. I have to deal with this throughout the weekend?"

Just then, Alex walked in.

"Deal with what?"

"Blaine's inner child is coming out," Kurt rolled his eyes. He glanced at Blaine, who was currently flipping through one of Kurt's picture albums with interest. At the mention of his name, he looked up.

"I'm almost one hundred percent sure that I have split personalities. One side of me is known for dapper-ness. The other one is kind of crazy. I'm thinking I should name my crazy side. How about Melchizedek? That's an awesome name. Oh! No! I'll name my crazy side 'Darren!' amazing, right?"

Kurt pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed as Alex just stared at Blaine with both amusement and worry.

Blaine grabbed his overnight bag and practically skipped out of the dorm. "Let's go!"

Kurt and Alex picked up their bags and followed him.

"My car, right?" Kurt asked.

"Yeah. Mine is getting fixed. Tons of dents and shatters. Damn hail storm. And Blaine's is a puny sports car. There's no enough room."

"Okay," Kurt smiled, shoving his bag into the back of his Navigator, doing the same with Alex and Blaine's bag.

It didn't take long to get to Dalton's sister school; Crawford Country Day.

When Kurt parked, Alex got out.

"I'll go get her."

Kurt nodded and turned up the radio, both he and Blaine singing along to it with smiles and laughter coming along every so often.

Finally, Alex and Rosy were back, and Alex was helping her into the Navigator. The two were sitting in the backseat, holding hands and cuddling slightly as Kurt pulled out of the parking lot.

"Whipped!" Kurt coughed.

Alex replied with the same thing he had before. "You call it whipped. I call it love."

Rosy smiled and kissed him.

Kurt looked at the two. Why couldn't all relationships be like that?

They pulled up, and got out. Leaving their bags in the car for now, they made their way into the house.

"They're probably all upstairs in Finn's room," Kurt said, hurrying up the stairs, excited to see his friends.

He went to the last door on the right, the one right across from his.

"Honeys! I'm home!" Kurt sung out happily, swinging the door open.

Of course, anyone who would be staying tonight was lounging in Finn's room. At the sight of Kurt, they all bounced up and rushed to suffocate him in a group hug.

"Kurtsie!" Tina smiled, hugging him tightly. Kurt watched as Blaine grinned, as if to ask, "Kurtsie?"

When Blaine opened his mouth to say something, Kurt glared at him.

"Blaine, I swear to God, if you ever call me Kurtsie, I will call you only by 'Dorito Eyebrows' for the rest of your life. Only these pretty ladies can call me Kurtsie!" He laughed, hugging the girls tightly.

Blaine shut up quickly.

Everyone spent a while talking to Kurt, and Kurt was surprised when the guys hugged him.

"Never knew you guys cared so much!" He joked as Puck pulled out of a hug.

"Shit, Hummel. It hasn't been the same without your bitchy little comments being thrown around all of the time!"

Blaine smiled to himself, watching as everyone slowly went back to what they had been doing before.

"So, anyways, guys. This is Blaine and Alex."

"It's a pleasure to meet all of you," Blaine nodded to them with a small mile.

"Oh, look. McDapperpants is back!" Kurt giggled.

"And this is Rosy."

Puck made a big deal about winking at her, and she blushed quite a bit, looking at the ground. Alex laughed and stepped up, taking her hand.

"Dude, she's taken!" Alex claimed proudly.

"Well, fine!" Puck then turned and winked at Blaine, causing Blaine, too, to blush like a school girl.

Everyone burst out laughing.

Kurt grinned and looked at his older friends.

"And this is Noah-" Kurt began the introductions again.

"Please, call me Puck. I'm not quite sure why Kurt doesn't."

"This is Finn, Artie, Mike, Sam, Mercedes, Tina, Quinn, and Brittany. There's more in New Directions, but they couldn't make it."

Afterwards, when it seemed like everyone was relaxed, happy, and having fun, Kurt left to get some snacks. Blaine followed to help.

"They seem really cool," Blaine, obviously referring to New Directions.

"They are. They're great friends, too."

Blaine just smiled and nodded as Kurt grabbed some things from the fridge.

Eventually, he had two trays of food and drinks. On of them was full of junk food, the other had some healthier foods.

Blaine gladly took the one with the junk food, and they headed back upstairs.

"So, the girls and I are going to go into my room. You guys have fun," Kurt announced about five minutes after they had gotten back with the food.

Blaine probably would have followed them, but 1) he didn't want to come off as overbearing or something, and 2) he was currently challenging Puck to some classic Mario Kart.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Kurt pick up the healthier tray and leave.

"Dude, are you and Kurt dating, or what?" Finn asked suddenly once the door was shut.

Blaine choked on the chips that he had been chewing on. He had a coughing fit, pausing the game.

When he finally could talk again, he just replied with a surprised, "What?"

"Well, I was wondering the same thing," Puck asked.

"Why would you think we're dating?" Blaine asked the mo-hawked boy.

"Well, from what I've seen, you're always either giving him sex-eyes or lovey-dovey-eyes. So, you guys aren't dating?"

"No," Blaine murmured.

"But you do like him, right?" Finn asked.

"Yeah," Blaine admitted. He watched as Finn and Puck shared a look, as if having a silent conversation.

Finn faced him again. "Well, you know what?"

"What?" Blaine asked, not sure if he wanted to know what they were planning.

"We all want Kurt to be happy, so-" Finn began.

"We're gonna help you get in his pants!" Puck grinned, Blaine's eyes widening.

"Ew! Not to that extent, Puck. We're just gonna get them together. What they do afterwards is they're choice," Finn corrected visibly shuttering."You and Kurt will be together in no time!" Puck grinned.

(A/N)- Uh... sorry for Blaine's immaturity. I have conjured up the wrong ideas in my head, and I am dead-set on thinking that he acts like that when school is out. ...Anyways... Thanks for reading! Review? :)