Chapter 3

The next day Kurt woke up with a coat of cold sweat covering his body, his hair was damp against his forehead, his breathing shallow and uneven. He sat up a little and looked around to remember what happened, unable stop the blush creeping up his cheeks when the memories of the encounter with Blaine yesterday flooded his head. The room was huge with warm, welcoming décor, eerily giving off the cozy and safe feeling of home. Kurt shook his head and scoffed at himself, he must be tired.

He got out of the large bed and walked out to the balcony, the crisp morning air bringing a small smile to his face as he breathed it in; waking up his mind and senses. The scene before him was gorgeous, green meadows leading into deep forests and a lake in the far end. It was still very early in the morning; the sun was yet to rise fully but Kurt was already wide awake.

He stood there for a while, just looking over the wakening earth, listening to the sounds of life announcing the arrival of a new day. The clothes he got on him were sticking to him a little due to the sweat, leaving him to wander to the closet automatically. He pulled opened the doubled-door, walk in closet and his jaw dropped. There was a whole range of garments to choose from, from waistcoats, jeans to coats, the clothes all sorted into different colours and patterns. The fashionista in him jumped in excitement as he ran his fingers over the soft, he assumed, very expensive material. He can't help but notice that the garments are all perfectly fitted to his size; it almost felt like the selection was tailored just for him.

Accompanying the various clothing is another full range of shoes and boots, accessories, scarves and neckerchiefs. To say he was stunned is an understatement.

What if it's not for you? This belongs to someone else. You just came here, who do you think you are? The second the thought crossed his mind his fingers retreated immediately as if the fabric burnt him. He simply grabbed a simple clean, plain white t-shirt, sweatpants and undergarments, closing the closet door quickly to keep his mind off the luxury that is so close yet so far.

Then he decided that he needed a shower.

He moved into the – not a surprise – large bathroom and stripped, carefully removing the bandages on his arms and neck, avoiding looking at his reflection in the mirror. The throb and pain had decreased significantly, and to be perfectly honest he didn't feel it at all sometimes even forgetting about it to his own surprise and confusion. Sighing softly to himself, he stepped into the shower looking even more confusingly at the various buttons and shower heads, more bits and pieces of affluence that he was alien to.

He managed to get the shower going without too much hassle, the warm water comforting and soothed him. He took his time cleaning himself, using the lavender soap to wash himself, being extra careful at the mess of cuts. He noticed that most of them had started to heal at a puzzling speed, normally his cuts takes a few days to heal to this stage.

He shrugged it off, turning the shower off and dried himself, brushing his teeth and brushed his hair away from his face, noticing the many bottles of different products, resisting the urge to use them. And then he got dressed into the clean clothes, redressing the wounds with new bandages before walking back out to the bedroom, sunlight shining into the room now and lighting up the room into a golden glow. After a while there was a knock on the door and he happily chirped "Come in." looking at the ledge where a sparrow landed, smiling at the small creature. "Oh, hello there."

Blaine opened the door and opened his mouth to say something but stopped when he saw Kurt's back and the sparrow looking at him with a small tilted head. He smiled and closed the door, clearing his throat "Your breakfast's here Mister." He smiled playfully when Kurt turned quickly with furrowed eyebrows, before shock settled on his beautiful face as the sparrow flew away.

"I – Mr. Anderson? I'm so sorry I didn't know that it was you, I wasn't expecting this; you really don't have to." Kurt blushed to the tips of his ears, baffled as he walked over to Blaine to take the tray.

Blaine smiled and shook his head "Now, now. Stop. Sit on the bed, you are a guest here Kurt as I've told you before I would take care of you and please, call me Blaine." He put to tray on Kurt's laps when the boy sat on the edge, noticing that he showered and changed. "Looks like you took the pleasure of looking through the closet already." He mused and sat down beside him.

Kurt smiled gratefully at Blaine and started to eat slowly, moaning softly at the taste causing another blush to redden his cheeks further, breakfast was not supposed to taste as sinfully good as dinner last night. He took a bite of the eggs and swallowed thickly, nodding "Yes, I'm sorry if I wasn't supposed to but I needed a change of clothes, I'll wash it before I put it back, promise."

Blaine shook his head again and turned a little so that he is facing more towards Kurt. "Kurt, don't apologize, those are for you actually. I was not sure what you'll like or normally wear so apologies if there isn't anything you fancy, but just tell me and I'll get someone to get something in for you or a tailor if you so fancy. And I can show you how to use the shower to the full extent in a moment. Is breakfast alright?"

Kurt stopped eating for a moment and gapped at Blaine, his jaw hanging open, his couldn't believe what he was hearing. Am I still dreaming? He questioned himself, it felt surreal; Blaine was being too kind and generous to him. "It's perfect, I love it but you really don't have to Blaine. I can't thank you enough." He smiled widely then frowned at himself, suddenly feeling very guilty. "How can I ever show my gratitude? I have nothing to repay you."

Blaine smiled softly, resting his hand on Kurt's kneecap, causing him to burn even redder if that's even possible "Just be healthy and happy, that means a lot for me and tell me whenever you need something."

Kurt nodded and continued eating quietly, trying to push the warm swelling in his heart away with no success as his focus kept landing to the hand resting on his knee and the man next to him. They stayed in comfortable silence as Kurt finally gathered enough courage to ask Blaine "Can you help me check the wounds, I saw something interesting but I can't place it, I thought you would know what it is."

Blaine's bit his lips and adverted his eyes for a moment, hoping that Kurt is not wondering why the wounds are healing rapidly. "Of course, I can change the bandages for you also, but I think you changed them already." He offered and Kurt nodded gratefully, finishing his breakfast. He went to stand and put away the tray but Blaine beat him to it and Kurt could only sit there with the constant light blush on his cheek that don't seem to ever want to go away.

Blaine walked to the door with the tray giving it to a servant there, before turning and walked back to the bed. He stopped in front of Kurt and leaned forward to examine the new bandages Kurt put on his neck; not thinking about the sudden closeness until Kurt's breath hitched a little and Blaine jumped away as if he did something terribly wrong. "I'm sorry, I just wanted to take a closer look…I didn't mean to…" he trailed and tried to recompose himself.

Kurt raised his arm to Blaine's direction "We could start with the arms first." He offered him a small smile, Blaine nodded and sat back down beside Kurt, his fingers gently peeling the bandage off revealing the cuts that already shows signs of fading.

Blaine smiled a little at that as he threw away the fabric "What's the problem, you're healing fast, I'm sure you'll get well very soon."

Kurt nodded, staring at the marks on his arms "That's exactly what's bothering me now; I don't usually heal this quickly. It's not normal…it feels weird. Even the ache in my head is almost gone now, it should be a good thing but somehow it doesn't feel right. Is something wrong with me, Mist…umm…Blaine?"

Blaine's lips formed a small 'o', now realizing that Kurt is apparently, very observant. "I don't think there is anything wrong with you, we do have good doctors around. Need not to worry. I'm sure you will be fully recovered soon." He leaned forward and gestured to the bandages on Kurt's neck "If I may?" Kurt blushed ever so slightly as he nodded once; Blaine's finger gently peeled the fabric off, revealing pale skin contrasting with the angry red wounds.

"There's another thing." Kurt said quietly leaning back a little as Blaine looked back to him. "Yes?" he encouraged. "The wounds, they look like bites…" Kurt swallowed visibly, getting a little bit nervous "I've seen these bite marks before but I can't place it now, I was wondering do you have any clue?"

Blaine didn't need to look at the marks to know what it was, but he can't tell Kurt…he can never know the truth. "It must be an animal of sorts it's harder to say what due to the mess it made, I'm sure it wasn't something personal. However I'm afraid I can't find the creature yet, but I sent people to look out for potentially dangerous animals and hopefully find what did this to you. And to ensure people living or passing this area would be safe of course."

Kurt smiled a little, even though reassured inside he felt that something's not quite right in this puzzle but waved it off trusting the man next to him. Quickly forgetting about every question he had when he was looking into Blaine's hazel eyes, they were so close right now that their breaths mixed together as they breathed. A light pink creeping up Kurt's cheeks again at the intimacy but before Kurt could say anything Blaine pulled away to grab new bandages and medication for him. He came back with two rolls of brand new white bandages, sterile gauzes and scissors then focused on helping Kurt apply a new layer of bandages, oblivious to Kurt's stare. He smiled when he finished and checked his handiwork "You will be good as new very soon."

"Oh." Kurt smiled gratefully; even though a small part of him doesn't want to leave so quickly he wanted learn more about Blaine and get to know him better. "Thank you."

Blaine shook his head "No problem." A lingering look evident on his face as rose to leave, an effort to hide his own emotion "Umm…I-I should…um…go now, you should rest more. I'll be sending people to look after you." he started to walk away.

"No!" Kurt cried out and grabbed Blaine's arm, shocking both himself and the other man. Blaine turned around and Kurt quickly let go and wrapped his arms around himself, looking down at his laps. "Don't leave me alone…please." He whispered, shaking his head a little at his foolishness; Blaine is a busy man, why would he want to stay. "You d-don't have to." He choked out, hating how he sounded at the moment and curled more into himself, closing his eyes. Maybe if Blaine left Kurt would be able to clear his mind and stop doing these embarrassing things then he would be able to focus on finding his dad.

Blaine said nothing and sat down on the bed next to Kurt and he felt the other tense "You need rest, come on." laying down and gestured for Kurt to do the same "I'm not leaving you." he reassured softly and Kurt slowly laid down, nodding a little; both ignoring the awkwardness as their arms brushed against each other.

Kurt turned his head subtly, or so he thought, as Blaine turned to smile at Kurt, they locked gazes "Sleep." Blaine commanded gently, Kurt noticed the small flash of gold before he felt his body relaxing and eyelids getting heavier "Okay." He closed his eyes and let himself drift into the warm comfort flowing through his body.

Blaine continued staring at Kurt after he charmed him into sleep, feeling slightly guilty but knew he needed the rest. He brushed a stray hair away from the angelic face and Kurt shifted a little, the shirt he wore dipped a little, revealing his collarbone which led Blaine's eyes following up the line to the mouth-watering. He could hear the strong heartbeat and Kurt's sweet scent of vanilla and cinnamons, making his fangs throb. Kurt shifted again, tilted his head backwards and gave Blaine a perfect view to that delicate neck despite the fabric as his fangs sprang out, scraping his lower lip. Blaine cursed silently and got out of the room, rushing down to the bar where he gripped the bar table almost snapping it. Breathing heavily, he felt his control slipping.

"Woah." Nick was getting himself a drink and put his cup down "What happened?" he frowned as he looked Blaine up and down, the vampire rarely loses control like that. He took in the tense body with he watched his friend trying hard to calm himself down. After a long worrying minute Blaine finally calmed down enough to let the bar table go and breathed evenly "Where were you." Nick asked, handing him a glass which Blaine drowned quickly and reached for a second but the hard jaw and knitting eyebrows told him as he would not like the answer.

"Kurt's." Nick frowned as he struggled to hear Blaine "Wh-" "Kurt's, I went to check up with him and then…" Blaine groaned "I lost control." he slammed a fist down and a crack appeared on bar table. Nick sighed and put a hand on Blaine's shoulder "Calm down." He urged "I know you won't hurt him, you care too much about him." An idea crossed his mind "You my friend, need to cool down. Let's hit the gym together, I'm pretty sure you're going rusty by now." He smirked and punched Blaine's chest playing "See you downstairs."

Not long after draining yet another drink, Blaine found himself in the gym breaking more sandbags than usual. Sweat broke all over his bare back and the dull ache that has settled in his body couldn't help him take his mind of that gorgeous face. But every time his mind goes to the boy, the wounds on the neck taunts him knowing who did it. The damned bastard tried to feed from him, probably wanting to kill him too. If it wasn't for the blood pouring out of the body Blaine would have chased and killed the fangless that did this to such an innocent boy. Another frustrated punch sent the sandbag flying to the wall, even more sand flowing onto the floor.

"I asked you to let some steam out, not destroy every sandbag we have and create a desert." Nick lifted his head from where he was lifting weights, raising an eyebrow at him before standing up. "This is not working." He sighed softly at the state that Blaine is in currently, "Come on." He motioned to the boxing arena "Even though I sound like I'm having a monologue right now, I know you're listening." He got in and waited for Blaine "Come on."

Blaine finally snapped his head towards Nick's direction "Nick…" he tried to contain the growl forcing its way out of his throat. "What? Are you trying to tell me that I'm too delicate?" Nick knew that was not the reason "You wouldn't be able to hurt me too bad." He shrugged and then Blaine was in the box with him in a flash.

"You know," He dodged the fist Blaine sent aiming to his face "this is not good for you." As he moved back to keep some distance between them "You have been so tensed after that and then we've been down here for almost three hour and you're still-" he groaned and ducked "Destroying stuff."

"Shut up." Blaine growled and attacked again, grunting when he was swept down by Nick's kick but quickly stood up again and regain his posture. He aimed several punches to Nick's middle, until Nick smacked the side of his face making the both of them stumble a little. Nick tried to punch Blaine's face but Blaine reacted quickly and locked his arm, using it to pull him over his shoulder and on the ground. Nick made a loud groan as Blaine stepped back and watched him trying to stand up again. Eventually Nick got up and Blaine threw a couple fists that were dodged and Nick sent a foot to his chest when he charged towards him, making him fall onto his back. Blaine recomposed himself and pulled himself up, the two of them returning to their starting pose.

A couple more punches exchanged between the two of them, leaving them both panting and out of breath very quickly. "Feeling better?" Nick asked as he watched the tense posture from Blaine slowly relaxing, but knowing that he has been holding back a lot. Blaine nodded and rubbed his face with his hands "I'm going to hit the showers." "Wait, who's cleaning up this mess?" He shrugged and left, leaving Nick yelling after him "Why am I so nice to you? Blaine Devon Anderson, come back!"

Blaine returned to his room and took a quick shower; he was drying himself when he heard a knock on his bedroom door. "Come in. I'll be out in a moment." He called out as he wondered who night that be, slightly toying with the idea that it might be Nick wanting a complaining section.

Kurt hesitated for a moment as his hand rested on the door handle, Blaine seemed to be busy; when he eventually woke up he willed away the disappointment from waking to a empty bed, it's silly, Blaine must have other things on mind than him. But he was bored staying in his room; he just wanted to ask permission to go out, maybe to the fields or for a walk, he doesn't understand why he would want permission in the first place.

And here he is, standing outside the man's room. The dark wood and simple design is quite understated for someone like Blaine, he mused before he remembered what he was here for and pushed the door open without a second thought, then a small grasp left him.

Blaine was walking out of his bathroom, with only a towel hung low around his waist. He was drying his hair with another towel and looked at Kurt; a little surprised by the visit but did a good job in hiding that. "Oh, hello here Kurt, I thought you would be in your room."

"I-"Kurt caught himself staring and quickly averted his gaze, staring at the floor instead as a blush spread to the tips of his ears. His throat suddenly felt really dry "I-" he croaked out – not helpful, clearing his throat he tried again "I-um, I got bored. I just wondered; may I go out for a walk or something? I'm sorry, I completely forgot my manners; I should have waited or something."

Blaine raised an eyebrow, causing Kurt to blush even harder as he risked a glance to that handsome face. "You don't have to ask Kurt, you're not a prisoner here, remember?" he chuckled softly and tried to hide the smirk as he said the next sentence "Unless you wanted me to accompany you of course." Kurt looked startled and Blaine wondered for a moment did he pushed it a bit too far "which would be my absolute pleasure and honour to." He added quickly when Kurt nodded dumbly, still speechless from the twist of events, so different from what he had in mind. "However, I would require a change of clotheing, will you excuse me and wait at the hall, if you know the way."

"Of course." Kurt blinked for a moment, dumbstruck; he was red up to the tips of his ears when he turned to leave. He walked down the halls, the image of the muscular chest and strong thighs still so vivid in his mind. The slow slide of the water droplets snaking their way down that chest made Kurt's mouth water, his cheeks were burning with embarrassment when his mind followed the droplet further down to the sculpted abs and he stopped himself before he could continue further.

It was a wonder that he managed to the front hall in one piece without bursting from the immense embarrassment he felt. There were a couple side glances from the workers in the mansion here and there but overall, it wasn't too bad and Kurt was just glad he made it to the hall.

Soon, there were footsteps from the top of the stairs and Kurt's head snapped towards it; Blaine was already there, dressed in simple slacks and tee-shirt. Kurt felt his head spin and legs weakening again, making him stumble backwards a little. His brain still haven't register how weird it is for Blaine to arrive earlier than he would have expected; maybe he took a couple wrong turns whilst trying the keep himself in check, or maybe there are shortcuts, Kurt wouldn't be surprised.

Suddenly Blaine was by his side "Are you okay?" the warm feeling of safety and belonging settled in his body again and he tried to push it away, his own reaction to the man beside him is too confusing for him. He blushed a little and straightened himself "Yes, thank you. I'll be more careful." trying hard not to stare into the warm honey eyes to embarrass himself further. Thankfully, Blaine was the first to speak "Should we go then? Is there any place you would like to visit around here?" he asked and started to walk out the door with Kurt following behind quickly "Not really, I just needed some fresh air." Blaine nodded "Okay then, I would like to show you a place."

Kurt raised an eyebrow at that, walking along the fields with Blaine comfortably as they got further away from the mansion. He wanted to ask where Blaine is taking him but bizarrely his trusted the man he doesn't actually know wholeheartedly. Soon, a lake was in sight; the water still and calming, the afternoon sun casting a selection of orange over the water.

"It's beautiful." Kurt took in the sight in awe, admiring the peace and stillness that the lake provided.

Blaine smiled and sat down, looking over the lake "I usually come here when I need to think or just be." He chuckled softly as he continued to watch Kurt's amazed expression "Sit down." Kurt looked at Blaine at a moment and smiled, sitting down next to him. "It's very peaceful here, it's remarkable, thank you for showing me this place Blaine."

Blaine merely shrugged "You're welcomed, I just thought you would like a place like this to think or come to when you want to, especially in this period." Kurt mused as he looked at Blaine "That's very thoughtful of you, I appreciate it." Blaine looked at Kurt, resisted the urge to pull him close "You can come here whenever." He smiled a little, finding it easy for his emotions to show around Kurt and turned his head to look at the lake before he could do anything stupid.

The two sat comfortably for a while just being, enjoying the atmosphere and silence they created before Kurt broke the quietness, staring faraway to the distance "Can I ask you something?" Blaine took a quick look at Kurt before returning his gaze to the two birds he was watching "Of course."

Kurt glanced at Blaine for a moment and sighed softly "You said something attacked me." He noticed Blaine nodding and continued "It doesn't seem right." The slightest frown formed on Blaine's face and Kurt quickly added "I'm not saying you're lying to me Blaine." Another moment of silence passed and Kurt got more frustrated as he tries to remember whatever happened but fails to "Why can't I remember anything? There's nothing. All I remember is trying to find my dad, I remember the village I came from but not the people there or what we do. I have no recollection of anything." He groaned, curling into himself a little. "It felt like something wanted me dead." He whispered more to himself but Blaine's hearing allowed him to pick that up easily.

Blaine looked at Kurt, wondering would it be right to continue hiding the truth from Kurt. But as he watched Kurt make himself smaller and smaller he couldn't stand it "I know what, or rather, who did this to you." Kurt immediately looked at Blaine in confusion "I thought you-"

"Shh…I didn't want to let you know because you might find it hard to believe." Blaine cut in softly, looking Kurt in the eye "I didn't want to scare you, but you deserve the truth, you deserve to know. Please don't get angry with me for withholding information like this from you." He stopped, trying to find a way to phrase it to make it less out of the blue.

"Blaine?" Kurt prompted a little "Please tell me, whatever it is. I can handle it." He said with such earnestness that Blaine fought hard to not pull him into his arms and swear to protect him forever.

"Okay." He gestured at Kurt's bandages "You probably noticed that those are no ordinary bite marks." Kurt was about to ask why did Blaine know that he figured that out despite their earlier talk "Which they aren't." Blaine groaned in frustration, not knowing how to put it as Kurt looked at him patiently "Do you believe in supernatural being, like mythical creatures." Kurt looked puzzled but nodded "Yes, I mean, there's always the possibility, there isn't prove or evidence that they don't exist. What are you talking about?" he questioned, still not seeing how this is relevant.

"Vampires, Kurt."

Blaine watched as Kurt's confusing turned to shock and then disbelief before something seemed to click. "Now I remember that my dad used to tell stories about them to me. It always sounds like he hated them…" his furrowed his eyebrows, it made sense now. "Are you saying that a vampire did this to me? I was almost killed by one of them?"

Blaine nodded and moved a little closer to him "Yes." Kurt's hand moved to his neck, rubbing it a little unconsciously and winced, letting his hand drop back down "Oh okay. So how did you save me?" Blaine tensed a little "That I will tell you another time, but I assure you, you're safe here with me."

Kurt smiled gratefully at Blaine, thoughts spinning in his head as some memories seemed to come back to him and they sat there in silence once again until Kurt fell asleep using the man beside him as a pillow, Blaine can't help his own smile as he studied Kurt's face. Night fell and Kurt was still sleeping, so Blaine picked him up and carried him back to the house.

He laid Kurt down on his bed and tucked him in bed, there was a knock on the door and he went to thank the servant for bringing dinner for Kurt. He put the tray on the table just when Kurt woke up "What time is it?" Blaine turned around and brought the tray to the bed "Dinner time." He waited till Kurt sat up before putting the tray down on his laps "Are you feeling any better?"

Kurt nodded "Yes, I'm sorry I fell asleep on you."

Blaine smiled "That's okay." sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"Aren't you having any dinner?" Kurt asked as he started to eat, humming at how good food here tasted in general.

"I ate already." Blaine lied.

"So I was sleeping all that time? I didn't realize." Kurt continued between mouthfuls "I didn't realize how hungry I was either."

Blaine chuckled softly and shrugged "I didn't want to wake you."

Kurt nodded and sipped his drink, feeling a little self conscious as Blaine just kept watching him. "I think I'm fine, thank you for being so kind Blaine."

"You don't have to thank me Kurt." Blaine offered "I would have changed you into something more comfortable instead of just leaving you in your clothes; however, I didn't have your permission. But I found some fresh bed gowns; I thought you may want them." he waited till Kurt has finished his meal "If you ever needed anything, all you have to do is ask." He collected the tray and utensils "I shall leave you now, good night Kurt." He smiled and stood up to leave before Kurt could answer him "Sweet dreams."

Blaine was in the kitchen, leaving the tray for the servants quickly and immediately got a glass to tame his thirst. All his instincts told him that Kurt was the one, the one who he had been waiting for these hundreds of years; his hands yearn to touch him, his mind yelling at him to claim him, his fangs aches to sink into the soft flesh, taste the blood that should be his.

His hold tightened on the cup as he sipped the red liquid that is now tasteless on his palette, his mind kept going back to Kurt, he could see from his eyes how much he trusted him. His heart clenched at knowing what he is hiding from him, he don't want to lie but could see no way out of it. His instincts are driving him crazy, he isn't sure how long it would be until he loses his control but he doesn't want to hurt him; not in a million years.

He finished his drink and sighed a little to himself; at least this would keep him sane for another while.

He went outside and climbed up the wall, reaching Kurt's balcony and swung himself over gracefully. Kurt had already changed and was sleeping soundly by the time he got in his room. He looked at the discarded bandages and then the ugly wounds on his neck, he wondered did the vampire who did this was messy on purpose or was on a rush to do more damage. He walked over silently and brushed his fingers lightly over Kurt's forehead, he heard a hitched breath as Kurt shifted a little, revealing more of his neck. Blaine's eyes zeroed in the pale column, his fangs aching and the urge to claim and feed was even stronger now.

Slowly he knelt down, pressing a feather like kiss to the wound when Kurt shifted again. Blaine froze at his spot not moving a muscle until he felt the even breathing from the other again. He closed his eyes to get a grip of himself, before beginning to lick the wound carefully, sealing it properly. He pulled away before he would do anything that he would regret; he knew this would further speed up the healing process for Kurt; the risk would be worth it.

Blaine went back to the balcony and jumped over, landing on the ground soundlessly, leaving the boy in peace.

A/N: Yay, I can introduce more Klaine next chapter, I hope you guys enjoyed it. Again, thanks for reading.