Characters: Blaine, Sebastian & Warblers

Summary: Sebastian sees a side of Blaine that he never expected. He really likes it.

Notes: Consider this Part II of Chapter 2. That was the set-up and this is the payoff (at least I think it is).

Sebastian will have an inner monologue in this chapter. It will be in bold italics.

This chapter is Rated M (perhaps even M+) for reasons that include fight club violence (minor).

Blaine Anderson is Wolverine.

That realization turned Sebastian from horny to panicked in an instant. He took-off towards Blaine but a hand grabbed his arm and stopped him after only a few steps.

"Sebastian, you have to let Blaine do this" Trent told him in the way that only he could.

Tears came to Sebastian's eyes as he practically begged to be let go "Trent, I can't see him fall to the ground like that again. I can't hear him scream out like that again. I ran away last time. I won't do that again. You have to let me stop him."

"You're not running away" Trent assured him as his tears had finally begun to fall "You're letting him do what he needs to do. Sebastian, we've all known that you have been in love with Blaine since the moment you saw him and it broke you when Slushie-gate happened. This is his way of bringing you back to us. You have to trust him and you have to trust us that we would never let Blaine be hurt like that again."

Sebastian wiped his eyes, took a deep breath and then gave his friend a small smile "Damn, you all picked the right guy to stop me. If Thad would have said that crap to me I would have punched him."

"Well, you're in the right place for that" Trent teased "Come on, let's see our boy do his thing. Besides singing of course." The two of them got settled just as Blaine and Hunter started to circle each other. Everyone knew that meant it was time for the trash talk to begin.

"Well Anderson, you're the infamous Wolverine. I'm kind of surprised you agreed to this."

"I don't see why, Clarington."

"Look at you and then look at me. I've got you by at least 6 inches and 15 pounds. Plus, I went to military school where they trained us to fight in war. What are you going to do? Sing me into submission?" Fuck, Hunter's right. Blaine is a lot smaller than he is.

Blaine laughed "Do you know why they call me Wolverine? It's not after the X-man." Really? "It's because even though I may be small, when I fight I am like a vicious animal. I have no worries about you." Oh my god, I am sooooooo turned on right now.

"Oooooooowwwwwwwww!" replied the crowd, appreciating the zinger that Wolverine had gotten in.

"Then why are we wearing these boxing gloves?" Shut up dickwad. You are not hurting my B's beautiful face.

"I'm a musician asshole. I need my hands and I don't know what damage punching your face 40 or 50 times will do to them." What do you know? Who knew Blaine could be such a bad ass? Well, I guess that would be practically everyone but me.

"Oooooooowwwwwwwww!" Same response from the crowd, but they all agreed that come back was better than the first.

Thad stepped between the fighters as he was their referee. "OK, you agreed to the terms of the fight. No rounds. No clocks. Victory by submission, knock out or disqualification. The officials the two of you agreed to are myself and there, there, there, there and there. Any of us can call a foul but at least one other official must agree with it. Agreed?" Leave it to prep school boys to set up a fight club with disqualifications and officials.

When both fighters acknowledged the officials, Thad continued "Since this is a King of the Mountain Challenge the only fouls are blows to the throat or crotch. First offense is a warning. Second disqualification." With everything explained, Thad stepped back to let the trash talking resume.

"Who wrote such stupid rules?" Hunter complained "The throat and crotch should be fair game."

"Hey, I wrote those rules. What can I say? I sing and I'm a teenage boy so those particular body parts are very important to me. Besides from what I've heard, due to your shall we say extra-curricular activities, crotch shots won't be an issue because, you know, shrinking reasons." Shit! Blaine knows about the steroids!

The crowd didn't respond that time as they tried to figure out what Wolverine was talking about.

"I can tell you that I have absolutely no issues in that area" Hunter smirked.

Blaine took a couple of steps closer to his opponent and replied "Not even remotely bi-curious my ass. Oh, and by the way, how's the pussy?" Fuck! Things just got real. Bad ass Blaine is my hero!

That time the crowd just responded with laughter. Even they knew how much what Wolverine said would piss off Hunter. Plus, they all hated that damn cat.

"Enough talking! I'm going to kick your ass!" Yup, he's pissed!

"Not going to happen."

Hunter took a swing at Blaine but he was able to get out of the way before it hit. Then they really started to have at it. This wasn't one of those fights where the participants took some time to feel each other out. Blaine got in a few good body blows before Hunter landed his first punch. Sebastian groaned every time Blaine took a hit which made Trent think that maybe this hadn't been such a good idea after all. What Trent didn't realize was that Sebastian actually groaned because he was so fucking turned-on watching Blaine that he was trying everything possible to stop his oncoming erection. They weren't working.

Sebastian was sure he had finally discovered where the title Sex on a stick came from.

The way that Blaine's curls were slicked down by sweat was driving him crazy. Also, the sweat was not just in his hair but all over his body and it literally made his skin glow. What would it be like for Blaine to look just like that only naked and riding me like a race horse in the Kentucky Derby?

Then there was the way his normally bright, shiny eyes were dark and dangerous and how whenever he landed a good punch the right corner of Blaine's mouth would go up causing an evil smirk. I wonder if he would make that same face if I was sucking his cock?

Last but not least, the way every muscle in Blaine's compact, perfect body would ripple when he threw a punch or just moved around the area. Damn, I just want to run my tongue over every inch of him.

A thud pulled Sebastian out of his masturbatory fantasies. Every dirty thought he had had left him as he and Trent started to push their way through the crowd. When they finally reached the fight area they saw a body lying on the ground. It wasn't Blaine. Blaine was standing off to the side as Jeff removed his gloves and Thad waved smelling salts at Hunter.

He was the most beautiful thing that Sebastian had ever seen.

None of them said a word but Jeff stepped aside to let Sebastian stand in front of Blaine. They stared at each other for a minute before Blaine asked "If we went back to your room to talk would your roommate be an issue?"

"My roommate is over there lying unconscious on the ground."

"Good, let's go."

They just left, not even saying a word to their friends. None of them cared. Blaine and Sebastian were talking again and that's all that mattered. When they reached the room Sebastian locked the door in case Hunter returned, but Blaine knew that wasn't going to be an issue.

"So, what do you want to talk about Blaine?" Sebastian asked. He looked Blaine in the eyes and noticed that they were dark and dangerous like they had been during the fight. Sebastian hoped that meant what he thought it did.

"I don't want to talk."

"Oh, thank god" and in an instant the two of them crashed into each other with lips, tongues and hands going everywhere. Since Blaine had been pretty much naked to begin with and his sweats and underwear came off in one fell swoop, getting Sebastian to the same condition became the priority. Less than a minute later they were both naked. However, now they had calmed down, each taking in the sight of something they had dreamed about in the past.

Blaine broke their connection when he walked over to Sebastian's bed (giving a little ass wiggle for affect) and sat down in the middle with his back against the headboard. He looked over at Sebastian but then stared down at his own cock. He then lifted his gaze back up before he asked…

"What are you waiting for?"

Evidently nothing for in a flash he was also on his bed with Blaine's cock in his mouth and his hands sliding under him so he could grab ahold of that perfect ass he had been staring for so long. Once Sebastian gained a rhythm, Blaine's fingers found a way to became entwined in his hair. He pulled a little too hard, but Sebastian didn't care. That slight pain along with fact that he had Blaine Anderson's cock down his throat was giving him more pleasure than he had ever known.

He had been so hard for so long that he reached down to take care of himself, but Blaine stopped him "No Bas, hold on. Let me take care of you. I'm going to…Oh, fuck!"

He had said earlier that Blaine, after he knocked out Hunter, was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen but he was wrong. Blaine's face while riding out an orgasm was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

A couple of kisses later and Sebastian couldn't take it anymore "Killer, I'm so close. Please, it won't take much."

Blaine moved over to lay on his side and Sebastian did the same but made sure they were face to face. Blaine took his fingers and lightly moved them up and down Sebastian's abs and inner thighs, never touching the one spot that Sebastian needed him to. "About that" Blaine said while never losing eye contact "You see, I just remembered how you spent the last year teasing me."

That brought out a rather impressive moan from Sebastian because he didn't like the sound of where this was going.

The fingers kept lightly touching, moving closer, but still not reaching where Sebastian needed them to be. Blaine rolled his eyes up to make it look like he was thinking and then he began to list "The whole bashful schoolboy thing, super hot!"

Moan

"Dancing at Scandals"

Moooaaan

"I want you back."

Moooaaann

"Glad you came."

"Blaine, pleeaassse!"

"Let's not even mention the number of times I caught you staring at my ass."

"Killer, please, please, I have to come!"

Blaine took hold of his chin and made Sebastian look him in the eyes. Then in a low, authoritative voice said "You can come Bas. You can come right now." And he did. The best orgasm of his life and it happened without his dick being touched even once.

As Sebastian laid there in his blissed out state, Blaine went to his bathroom and brought back towels to clean up with. He then sat down on the edge of the bed and took Sebastian's free hand in his "I hate to do this, but I really need to get back to Nick and Jeff's to change. There's still a lot that needs to be done."

"What are you talking about?"

"Didn't I tell you? As soon as Hunter can make it back to the main building he's being arrested."

That information brought Sebastian to his senses "Um, no! I think I would have remembered that!"

"Evidently Hunter did go to a military school in Colorado until he was kicked out for pushing steroids…eight years ago. Since then he's been in and out of jail for dealing drugs, but was somehow able to forge a birth certificate and academic transcript to get accepted here."

"How the hell did you find all of this out?"

"When Sam and I came back here to get the trophy we both felt something was strange about Hunter so I got a private detective to look into it."

"Killer, you and Sam were here yesterday."

"I got a good private detective."

"Blaine…"

"Ok, Robert Motta got me a private detective."

Sebastian was floored "You went to the mob to investigate Hunter?!"

"Robert's not in the mob. He's a lawyer with a few side businesses. His daughter Sugar is in New Directions and I gave her voice lessons. He said if I ever needed a favor to call him so I did."

Sebastian put his hands on Blaine's cheeks, gave him a kiss and then brought their foreheads together "Blaine, I have always known you're amazing, but everything you've done for the Warblers, for me…I just can't thank…"

Blaine interrupted him before he could go any further "None of that. Seriously. Are we ok?"

"Absolutely" Sebastian said with a wink.

Blaine took a deep breath and then brought their hands back together "Bas, we need to talk about what happened here."

Play it cool, Smythe. He just wants to talk. Ok, say something…"Bas?"

"Is that ok?"

"It's great. Now what about what happened here?" Please don't say it was a mistake…Please don't say it was a mistake.

"When I finish a fight I always have extra energy, adrenaline that I have to get rid of. I just wanted you to know that I have never done anything like this before. I don't regret what happened…Hell yeah!...it's just that I have come off a spectacularly bad break-up with Kurt…Grrr, Hummel…and I need to find myself, save myself, before moving on. I just don't want to lose you again while I'm doing that."

"Killer, from what I've seen the last couple of days you are well on your way. I promise I will stay firmly in the friend zone for as long as you need me to. Even if that is forever." Please don't let it be forever.

"But you'd like the Blaine from earlier to come out and play every once in a while."

"Not denying that" Sebastian said with a smile that brought out a very noticeable blush to Blaine's cheeks.

"Damn Killer, how can you go from sex god to bashful schoolboy in five minutes?"

Blaine answered with a shrug "I don't know. I'm just really talented."

The next few days were extremely busy for Blaine. So busy that he and Sebastian were only able to text, which they did it several times a day. The one phone call that he did make was to Jeff to tell him about what Sam told him. Someone was leaking information about Fight Club and there were a couple of assholes out there somewhere that were talking.

Tuesday morning before classes resumed, the Warblers were summoned to meet in the commons. The Fight Club Rules Council (with newly added member Sebastian) met there a half hour early to discuss what Sam had told Blaine.

"So, all we know is that two guys named Toby and Wyatt know practically everything about Fight Club which they supposedly learned from a drunk friend that went to Dalton" Sebastian was trying to get the facts straight since he was new to this. Like last night Jeff, Nick and Thad showed up at his room and said "Hey, want to be on the Fight Club Rules Council?"

"We also know that Toby and Wyatt live in Westerville" Jeff added "We don't know their last names or if they went to school at Westerville High but if they did when? Sam tried to get their license plate number, but by then it was too dark. I'm really glad we told Blaine to go ahead and fill Sam in on everything going on."

"Speaking of Sam" Sebastian was glad he had been given an opening "do any of you know if…"

Thad started to laugh "You can chill out Sebastian. Sam is totally straight and has a girlfriend named Brittany. He and Blaine are just friends but for some reason call themselves Blam."

That made Sebastian feel much better but he couldn't help but add "Shame. Such a waste of those god given lips."

By this time the rest of the Warblers had arrived so they all took a seat and waited for the Head Master. However, that was not the man who came.

"Good morning boys. Many of you have already met me, but for those that haven't my name is Wesley Montgomery Sr. and I am a member of the Dalton Board of Governors. Now let's get down to business because there is a lot of it to cover. First of all, yes, Hunter Clarington is a 25 year old drug dealing ex-con that was arrested Thursday night on several charges that we will not be discussing but you could probably find out on the internet. Also, Head Master Williams has been fired and may face prosecution for his role in Clarington's crimes. I will be acting Head Master until a permanent replacement can be found."

"We are advising everyone to not talk to the press, of which there is a lot of outside of the gate. Those of you that are under 18 cannot be interviewed without parent permission so just say that. For those of you that are over 18, we cannot tell you that you cannot speak to them. Just know that if you do it will be frowned upon."

The boys all looked at each other in disbelief. This shit had gone much deeper than they thought.

"That is what we will be telling the entire student body. Now for you Warblers. The Board of Governors have spent hours this weekend not only talking to many of you but also your parents, former students and members of the community. After gathering copious amounts of information, we determined that everything that happened could be traced back to the incident known as Slushie-gate."

Those that had been there glanced over at Sebastian who looked completely defeated. Without saying a word, the rest of them decided that Sebastian had been punished enough and if they had to go down, they would go down.

"Let me tell you, none of were happy to hear about this, but we have determined that no further punishments will be administered concerning that issue."

The expressions of relief on the boys' faces didn't go unnoticed, but Mr. Montgomery wasn't finished "However, any Warbler that was at Slushie-gate will remain on probation for the rest of the academic year. If you have no further troubles the incident will be erased from your permanent record. If you have further troubles Slushie-gate will be held against you also. I will also tell you that no mention of the incident will show up on the official transcripts we send out with your college applications unless you have a second offense."

That earned an audible sigh of relief from those involved.

"Now for you Mr. Smythe" Sebastian sat up straight hoping that if they were going to punish him they would do it individually and not in front of his friends. The other boys sat up straight also, once again ready to take the blame they felt they had deserved in the first place.

"While we question the decisions you made, many people came to speak to us on your behalf. We are officially reinstating you as captain of the Warblers." A cheer went up from the boys as they all jumped out of their seats to congratulate Sebastian. The cheer was so loud that they almost missed it when Mr. Montgomery once again said "However".

But they didn't miss it so they quieted down and faced their acting Head Master "However" he repeated "So that there is a system of checks and balances within the group we are appointing you a co-captain."

"Who?" Sebastian asked.

"Me"

The Warblers turned around to see who had said that. They were all in a state of shock except for one boy who managed a smile as he watched his co-captain straighten his red and blue striped tie.

"Surprise!"

Blaine Warbler had returned home to Dalton.

Notes:

Ok, so this is the last chapter that I could plagiarize from my other story. Further chapters, if you guys want them, will not come as quickly because I would actually have to WRITE them and not just adjust and add.

I actually liked Hunter, but he didn't fit so I stuck somewhat close to canon. When he was coming out of court after Blam turned them in, one of the reporters said something about him looking too old to be in high school. That's where the age thing came in.

Don't get me started about the Warblers on steroids.

Author's note: The next few chapters would have Kurt and the Old New Directions in them. (The following is my opinion) I do not write abusive relationships where none existed in canon. It is my opinion that Blaine was depressed for several seasons and was emotionally abused by Kurt. That would be something that is addressed. If this is not something you want to continue with, thank you for reading to this point.