Summary: Sebastian joins Blaine on his coffee date with Kurt. It doesn't go well.

Notes: Canon dialogue used. Please see Chapter 1 for disclaimer.

I would like to thank everyone for their positive comments during Seblaine Week. I have to admit this was one of the 2 themes (the other being Dragons) I was most unsure about.

Soul Mates Handbook Chapter 3: What if one match is already in a relationship?

First things first, ANY & ALL SOUL MARK MATCHES BELONG TOGETHER. Your soul mark match was predetermined by nature. Your bond developed organically from the moment you were conceived, like your hair and eye color. Do not let your non-mark partner convince you otherwise. In most cases, severing the already established bond is difficult but it is for the best.

In 1742, Pierre Arquette of France found his match, Francis Harris, in London. By that time, she was already married with 4 children. After Francis was awarded her annulment (soul mark matching has been grounds for automatic annulments since religions first organized…see Chapter 17) she attempted to keep a relationship with her former husband for the sake of their children. A year later he killed Pierre in an attempt to get her back.

While this is not the norm, it is a cautionary tale. No one knows how a non-mark partner will react despite the manner in which they are told. Use extreme caution.

The Next Day…Lima Bean

"I can't believe you asked for a shot of Courvoisier in your coffee."

"Seriously, Blaine? You act as if you didn't learn my entire life story within the first 30 minutes after we met" Sebastian whispered and then sat in the chair across from him. "How's the brace working?"

"It itches like crazy but it's doing its job."

One of the first problems they had to solve before Blaine could return to McKinley was how to cover his soul mark. Makeup could easily be wiped off and a cuff like Sebastian wore would be questioned since it went against Blaine's style. It was Thad who suggested a wrist brace. Blaine had mentioned to people at McKinley that he boxed so he could say he hit the bag wrong and sprained his wrist. Artie was probably going to freak out about him wearing the brace onstage but they would cross that bridge when they got to it. Sebastian sensed how uncomfortable Blaine was and it wasn't due to the brace. "What's going on, Killer?"

"Killer?"

"Yeah, for all the hearts your going to break when guys find out your mine." Blaine smiled and shook his head, giving Sebastian what he called Blaine's bashful schoolboy look. It did nothing to help his already raging hormones. "If you keep looking at me like that I don't know how much longer I can control myself."

"Bas, we talked about this. Kurt is still technically my boyfriend. I really care about him and don't want to hurt him in any way. He's really great."

"Who's really great?"

Neither Blaine or Sebastian noticed Kurt's arrival, which was a wake-up call for both of them. Even though they had not said the words soul match or soul mark, their conversation had been a little too open considering their surroundings. They would have to be more careful.

"You! We were just talking about you!" Blaine tried to act and sound natural but it wasn't working. It didn't help Sebastian looked like he could lunge across the table between them at any moment and strangle Kurt. "Kurt, this is Sebastian."

Kurt sat down next to Blaine but not before scooting his chair close enough they were touching shoulders. "And how do we know Sebastian?" he asked, dismissing any attempt to be cordial. "Is he the reason you blew-off my calls last night?"

"Nice to meet you too, Kurt" Sebastian drawled with a sarcasm that made Blaine sick to his stomach. "To answer your first question" Blaine crossed his fingers as Sebastian began the cover story they had come up with "our parents have known each other for years. My family is moving back to Ohio and my parents want to enroll me at Dalton but I told them I wanted to check out McKinley first. I mean it must be pretty fucking spectacular for Blaine to leave someplace as perfect as Dalton.

Blaine started to relax. Kurt seemed to be buying the cover story but of course, Sebastian wasn't finished. "As far as your second question goes, since you are supposedly Blaine's loving boyfriend, I'm wondering why you haven't mentioned the brace on his wrist. Maybe that had something to do with why he blew you off? That or he was too busy blowing something else off. Ouch!"

Somehow Blaine managed to kick Sebastian under the small table without Kurt noticing. Yes, the two of them had kissed (a lot) the night before but Blaine said he didn't want to go any farther until he had broken-up with Kurt. Although most wouldn't consider it cheating, it would feel like it to him. "I'm sorry if you thought I was ignoring you, Kurt. I took a couple of pain pills after I hurt my wrist and they knocked me out."

Kurt gave Sebastian a snarky half-smile before turning his full (and overdramatic) attention to Blaine. "Oh, Sweetie, I'm the one that's sorry." He put his arm around his shoulder and pulled him into a side hug. "Are you going to be ok? Are you going to be able to go on tonight?"

"It's a wrist sprain not a broken leg where he can't dance" Sebastian growled, every fiber of his being telling him to rip Kurt's arm away from Blaine…as in actually rip Kurt's arm from Kurt's body. "Don't worry, he'll go on. He was meant to play Tony. There was never any other choice."

"As you said, Sebastian, I'm Blaine's loving boyfriend and I was just asking because I know how conscientious Blaine is and wouldn't want to jeopardize the play so many people have put so much work into." Sebastian didn't say anything because he could see Blaine didn't believe him either. Kurt on the other hand was either oblivious or didn't care and just continued. "Now Blaine, why don't you and I go back to my place and I'll help you with a thorough facial cleaning before we have to put on all that stage makeup."

Huh? "Kurt, Sebastian is with me plus we have that emergency New Directions meeting at 1PM."

Kurt was not happy with Blaine's answer to put it mildly. "Well, if Sebastian is thinking of coming to McKinley, maybe I could call Puck and introduce the two. I heard Sue is making the Cheerios practice even though there's no school today. Puck can point out which cheerleaders are the sluttiest so your friend can get a head start on what I'm sure will be his stellar reputation."

Blaine pulled away. He was stunned but couldn't determine if it was from how awful Kurt sounded or how hard Sebastian was laughing. "Kurt, you need to apologize."

"No, Killer, it's fine." Sebastian took several deep breaths before focusing on Kurt. "I'm gay you idiot, and if I were to go to McKinley I would never hide the fact I'm gay."

"I don't hide the fact I'm gay."

"I didn't say you did, but let's be honest, it's kind of obvious. I mean your gay face alone probably sets off gaydars for miles around."

"Who the hell do you think you are?"

Blaine watched helplessly as Sebastian grabbed for the cuff covering his soul mark when "Hummel, prance, or whatever the hell it is that you call dancing, on back to McKinley. Someone decided your costume needed alterations…as in it into teeny-tiny little pieces. So, unless you want to go onstage for the few seconds your part requires in your cop hat and the gold booty shorts Evans wore for Rocky Horror, get moving. You know, I actually kind of miss old Trouty."

"I like her" Sebastian said as he relaxed and sat back into his seat.

Seeing Sebastian relax relaxed Blaine "Santana, what are you talking about?"

"Like I said, someone did a hatchet job on Kurt's outfit. Artie's freaking out. Truthfully Kurt, you need to go."

"I'm in the middle of something here and I'll get there when I can."

For the second time, Blaine was stunned by Kurt's words. "Kurt, go. I know how conscientious you are and wouldn't want to jeopardize the play so many people have put so much work into."

"Don't worry, Hummel. I'll make sure Blaine makes it to your super-secret New Directions meeting. Although, I don't know why it's so damn important for him to be there when no one will listen to what he has to say."

Sebastian's comment only pissed Kurt off more than he already was. How could Blaine let that supposed friend of the family talk to him like that? How could Blaine talk to him like that? He'd have to get his answers later because Santana was right about one thing. He wasn't on stage long enough for there to be a problem with his costume. When he stood up to leave, he couldn't miss the smirk of satisfaction covering Sebastian's face. "Blaine is a valued member of the New Directions where everyone gets a say. We are not run by a precious few like the Warblers. But Blaine, Sweetie, I don't think Finn or Rachel would approve of you bringing an outsider to the meeting." He leaned down to give him a kiss but at the last second Blaine turned his head and the kiss landed on his cheek.

Something was definitely going on with Blaine and he was determined to find out what it was.

Despite his reservations, Kurt left and Santana immediately took his seat "Ok Frodo, what the fuck is going on with you."

"I don't know…"

"Before you hurt yourself twisting the truth, explain to me why about 2 hours ago I got this overwhelming feeling that I had to keep Hummel away from you."

"Wait…you're the one that shredded Hummel's clothes?" Sebastian asked. She didn't answer but her glare told him everything he had to know. "Damn, now I really like you."

Santana's attention turned back to Blaine "I really don't know, Santana. I mean Kurt and Bas obviously didn't get along but there was no way you could have know that. You and Bas don't even know each other."

She stared at him harder but he didn't break. "Fine" Santana huffed out in frustration. "My psychic Mexican third-eye says you're lying but I don't have time to fight about this shit. Britt called before I got here and was all panicked about how she couldn't find something called a Sebby and was sure Lord Tubbington was hiding it from her because she took away his cigarettes." The wide-eyed expressions of terror between Blaine and Sebastian couldn't be ignored. "Start…talking…now!" she hissed at the two of them.

"Could this Sebby be a person and not a thing?" Blaine asked, never taking his eyes off Sebastian.

"Maybe. Why?"

Blaine gave Sebastian a smile as a sign to go ahead "Because while Blaine calls me Bas, my name is Sebastian…Sebastian Smythe."

It was Santana's time for wide-eyes as she turned to Blaine who gave her a slight nod. "You two are coming with me to Brittany's. Now!"

Blaine grabbed both her hands in a poor attempt to calm her down, forgetting his right wrist was supposedly sprained. "Santana, we'll follow you, I promise, but Bas and I have to talk in private."

"Yeah, if we're not right behind you when you get there, you have my permission to go all Lima Heights on Hummel's ass."

Sebastian didn't realize what he said…but Santana (and Blaine) did. "I don't know you so how the hell do you know I use that phrase?"

"Santana, please" Blaine whispered. "Not here."

She pulled her hands from Blaine and stood to go "10 minutes and I want the truth…all of it."

When she pulled out of the parking lot, Blaine and Sebastian weren't far behind. Since he was the one not driving, Sebastian brought out his phone. Their connection might not be telepathic but Blaine didn't have to ask who he was calling.

"Jeff, we need your help."

As always, thank you for reading.