I did my first interview for my journalism course today! It went well if I do say so myself. It helped that it was the guy I run youth group with... but still! Interviewing someone is intimidating...

I'm going away again... But this time I'll be back in two days so you'll only miss one night of updating, and of course you're getting two chapters right now because I love you all too much and you're spoilt rotten. You're welcome :) this time, instead of being thrown around, bruised and covered in mud, I will be soaking in hot pools. Much nicer. So, to celebrate, have some angst.

From Shadowstar556: During BIOTA. In it, Blaine compares Kurt to Karofsky and says Kurt is acting like him. That's just horrible! So... after that 'little' fight, Blaine later on realizes that what he said was dumb and he probably hurt Kurt. After what Blaine said, Kurt has been having nightmares about Karofsky. Blaine's dorm is next to Kurt's single dorm (due to his trans.) and hears muffled noises. Blaine gets up and walk to Kurt's door, only to find it unlocked. He walks in to find Kurt, in the corner of the room on the ground crying. Comfort time! But this isn't a very happy ending. Kurt, in a moment of anxiety, kisses Blaine and, shocked by his action, runs out of the room. Blaine is left alone and he realizes he loves Kurt.

This is the first story I've done where there's real Klaine angst. Yeah, there was the fight one but that was more letting off steam and ended happily. This doesn't. If you don't like reading angst that ends unhappily, do not read this. I won't hold it against you, I hate reading stories that are usually all fluff and suddenly finding a chapter like this without warning. So this is your warning. CONTAINS UNRESOLVED ANGST.

Kurt and Blaine would have taken the same car to the coffee shop, and we're pretty sure that the two haven't resolved things before the end of the episode (not that we know WHEN it happens at all, the producers are pretty terrible at their follow through sometimes... I mean, we've heard nothing more about Prom even though the build up was huge...) so if Blaine stormed out, he probably left completely, meaning he most likely drove off and left Kurt there. There's something to think about, isn't it?

Random note, you know what one of my main issues is with the coffee shop scene? Blaine actually lowered himself to wearing that hideous red vest. I'm sorry but I hate them with a passion. The uniform looks so snazzy and then they do that...

Karofsky

As Blaine stormed out of the coffee shop, Kurt was left to his thoughts. While he briefly regretted how he had handled the situation, his mind kept going back to the statement Blaine had made that had shocked him to the core when he had brought up Karofsky.

"Sort of exactly what you're saying to me right now, isn't it?"

Kurt knew full well that Blaine had snapped in anger and didn't really mean what he had said. But now that the thought was in his mind, he couldn't get it out. He had been doing his best to not think about Karofsky since his transfer, but the smallest of things would trigger it. The sound of a locker slamming and Kurt would flinch, expecting to be shoved into it. A casual punch to the shoulder and Kurt had to fight from running away. And any time Kurt had to enter the locker room, his mind would go straight back to -

No. Not here.

Kurt realized his breathing had gotten ragged and quickly stood, making his way out of the shop before he could freak out too noticeably. Outside he slumped on a bench and tried to stop his hands from shaking too much.

Don't go back there, Kurt, he told himself, finally managing to pull himself away from the memories. Looking up, he saw Blaine's car had already gone and sighed, resigning himself to walking back to Dalton. The walk only took twenty minutes so Kurt set off, hoping it would help him release his thoughts.

It didn't. Kurt arrived at Dalton still feeling shaky, just as the sun began to set. He saw Blaine's car in the parking lot and quickly made his way to his room, praying he wouldn't run into his so-called-friend along the way. Right now, the last thing he wanted was to see Blaine.

Making it to his room safely, Kurt fell on his bed, completely exhausted. As much as he usually dreaded the night, he found his eyes closing before he could work on clearing his mind of thoughts of Karofsky...

Blaine sat at the table, idly picking at his food. Wes and David were talking away beside him about setlists, something Blaine would normally enjoy giving his input on. Tonight, he simply nodded when the two boys said something to him, completely lost in his thoughts about the way he had reacted that afternoon.

While he had been upset, Blaine knew that his treatment of Kurt was completely unacceptable. Yes, Kurt had been a bit insensitive and hadn't really thought about how Blaine was feeling. But he had only been trying to help and Blaine had lashed out at him, told him he didn't understand and -

Blaine sighed. How could you say that to him? He had been berating himself ever since he had jumped in the car at the coffee shop - and how could he drive off and leave Kurt?

Wait, was Kurt even back at Dalton? Blaine was suddenly assaulted with images of Kurt sitting at the coffee shop waiting for Blaine to come back, or Kurt being attacked while he was walking home, or hit by a car -

"Guys, have you seen Kurt?"

Wes paused, looking over. "Finally, he talks."

Blaine rolled his eyes. "I'm serious, Wes. Have you seen him?"

Wes shook his head but David nodded. "I saw him come in about an hour ago when you were sitting in the choir room beating up the piano and feeling sorry for yourself."

Blaine stood, pushing his chair back with a screech. "Where did he go?"

"His room, I think?" Both boys were looking at Blaine, concerned. "Blaine, what's happened?"

He shook his head. "Nothing. Everything. Damn it - I'm going to go talk to him."

He missed the looks of worry the two shot at each other as he quickly made his way out of the room and up the stairs. Twice he stopped, going to turn back as his doubts overwhelmed him, but pressed forward. He owed it to Kurt to sort this whole mess out.

Kurt's door was shut and Blaine paused, his hand hovering to knock when he heard a whimper from inside.

"No... please, no..."

"Kurt?" Blaine knocked softly on the door with no reply. The whimpering continued and Blaine tried the doorknob to find it unlocked. He slid the door open to be met with a sight that made his blood run cold.

Kurt was curled in a ball in the corner of his room, shaking. Blaine could immediately tell he was having a nightmare and, judging by his frantic muttering, Blaine knew what it was about.

"No.. leave me alone... I won't tell anybody... please don't..."

"Kurt." Blaine knelt down next to his friend, resisting the urge to reach out and shake his shoulder. Kurt's muttering paused and Blaine tried again.

"Kurt, wake up. It's Blaine."

Kurt's eyes snapped open, searching wildly around the room until they caught on Blaine.

"Hey, it's just me. Are you alright?"

Kurt swallowed, rubbing his hands over his face. "I - I don't know. Should I be?"

Blaine winced. Well, his conscience piped up, you did deserve that.

"Kurt, I'm sorry"

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Okay."

Blaine blinked. "Okay?"

"Okay."

What the hell does that mean? "So, do you forgive me?"

"Sure. If that's what you need to hear, then of course I forgive you." Kurt was refusing to meet his eyes and Blaine fought back a spike of anger. Now's not the time to get angry. You're in the wrong, remember?

"Kurt. You know that's not what I mean."

"You seem to be saying a lot of things you don't mean, Blaine. Or maybe you do mean them."

That stung. "Kurt, you know I was just angry when I said that. Of course I didn't mean it." Blaine battled his temper but he knew he couldn't hold back for long. So did Kurt apparently, who seemed to be taking some kind of perverse pleasure in winding Blaine up as some kind of twisted form of revenge.

"So what did you mean to say when you compared me to the Neanderthal who tried to make my life a living hell, exactly?"

"Kurt, stop it." Blaine clenched his fists, looking at the defiant boy in front of him.

"No, I don't think I will. In fact, I think I'd better do something in character, don't you?" Kurt hissed out as he finally looked up. His eyes were burning wildly with anger and hurt and Blaine had never seen Kurt like this before. The pain from everything that had happened to him was finally about to explode and Blaine's own frustration abated as he suddenly realized that Kurt's anger was dangerously out of control.

"Hey, Kurt, it's okay, just calm -"

"Don't you tell me to calm down! If you think I'm like Karofsky then I'd better prove it!"

And with that, Kurt leant forward, grabbing Blaine's face in his hands and pulling their lips together.

Blaine froze as Kurt kissed him, feeling a million different emotions unlock at once. He knew how it felt to be violated, to have something precious taken away that he was never going to get back. He understood Kurt's pain more than ever before and found he couldn't hold it against the boy for acting the way he did after being provoked so badly.

And he realized he was in love with Kurt.

Kurt pulled away, his anger fading into shock, then horror.

"Oh.. oh God, oh Blaine... I -"

Kurt jumped to his feet and bolted out of the room. Blaine could hear the sound of his sobs as he disappeared.

Blaine stared at the wall, unmoving, for the rest of the night. Kurt never came back.

I didn't think it would end up quite this angsty. Wow. I've actually shocked myself... but considering the previous chapter was pure gives-you-cavities fluff and the next one is going to be pretty much the same, I think it's a good thing.

I almost want to write a follow up oneshot to this. But it'd get so so very angsty. And I couldn't promise a happy ending. Regardless, let me know if anybody would like to see this.

If you're reading this on the night I posted two chapters at once, practice some self restraint. Don't click the Next button! You can do it!

(Totally go read the next chapter. You'll love it.)