Chapter 16:

"Gotcha"

The force Blaine used to open his classroom door sent it swinging quickly, loudly banging against the wall. It startled Sebastian slightly but it didn't knock his confidence. He was still at ease. "This hobbit's got nothing on you, just chill." Sebastian thought to himself as he followed the professor deeper into the room.

"Shut the door!" The teacher called as he reached his desk. Sebastian groaned and turned around, closing the door with a slam in annoyance. Pivoting around, he once again headed into the room.
"What do you want?"
"Take a seat." Blaine said, leaning on his desk, gesturing to the desk that was right in front of him. Sebastian just rolled his eyes and sat down. He slid down the chair slightly and folded his arms against his chest.
"Happy now?" he cockily asked.
"Happy? No I most certainly am not! 'Happy' is exactly the opposite of what I am now!" Blaine yelled.
"Woah there professor, you seem a little stressed. Is there a reason why you called me here?" Sebastian sat up, leaning forward, resting his arms against the desk. "Or are you just wasting my time sir?" sarcasm drowning his last word. A self-satisfied smile was plastered on his face.
"Well Mr Smythe, why don't you tell me?" Blaine reached behind him and grabbed the piece of paper with Sebastian's information on it. He lifted it up and presented it to the student before him. "You see, I heard you and your little friend talking in the hallway earlier and I decided I wanted to do a little research for the sake of another student here. I believe his name is... Kurt Hummel?" he shoved the paper down onto the student's desk.
Sebastian's smile was instantly gone. It melted away at the mention of that name. "What about him?"
"Kurt has been telling me a little bit about you. Although, he didn't mention you as being Sebastian Smythe. He called you - Blaine - I believe."
"So what if he did? It's just a nickname of mine. Some of my friends call me that."
"Oh really? Your friends call you 'Blaine Anderson'?"
"Yeah. They do."
"Sebastian, what did I tell you what my name was?"
"Anders. Do you have a point to this fucking game man?"
"Shut your hole. What if I were to tell you that Anders is actually short for Anderson. And my first name begins with a B?" Blaine moved forward, placing his hands on the desk Sebastian was sitting on. A look of horror now took over Sebastian's face as he slowly allowed his body to fall backwards, his back making contact with the plastic seat. He really didn't expect things to take this turn. "Fuck".
"What? No smart-ass comment?" Blaine asked, lowering himself. Sebastian was actually quite terrified. The look of rage and anger in the professor's eyes was almost demonic. Blaine rose up again and pulled back the sleeve of his sweater to reveal his soul mate's name. Kurt's name. He showed Sebastian.
"Oh God." was all the younger man could say.
Blaine shot back down, ready to pounce. "A little advice kid, stay the fuck away from MY soul mate. Kurt's too good for you. Go find a hooker if you want to fuck around. Kurt. Is. Mine. And if you ever go near him again or try to keep up this little game of yours, I will hunt you down and rip your dick off. Let's see if you get any action then. I'll also make you wish that you'd never been born."
Blaine reluctantly pulled himself back and went to sit at his own desk leaving a scared and open-mouthed Sebastian sat looking starstruck. "Now get the hell out of my classroom."
Sebastian couldn't run out of that room quick enough.

Kurt was waiting by his locker. Blaine was supposed to have met him there at least five minutes ago. Just as Kurt was about to pull out his cellphone and text him, the boy in question came running down the hall. As soon as he was earshot and able to hear him, Kurt addressed him. "Hey! Blaine I-" but the boy just ran past him. "Blaine?!" Kurt called, turning to see him run out of the main doors. "What the hell is his problem?" he asked himself.

"Kurt?" he heard a voice call. Shivers ran down his spine. Spinning to locate the body which the voice came from, he spotted Mr Anders coming towards him. He took a deep breath, remembering his outburst from last time the two spoke.
"Mr Anders. Hi."
"Hi. Listen, I want to talk to you about before. Also, about... Blaine."
"Why?"
"I just spoke to him and-" but Blaine was cut off by a shocked Kurt.
"Wait. You mean you're the reason why he just bolted out of the door just now?" Pride filled Blaine's chest at that. "Ha! At least meerkat boy has taken my advice."
"What do you mean taken your advice?!" Oh crap. I have. To stop. Doing that.
"Please, just, come with me."
The two walked side-by-side to Blaine's classroom. They were both comforted by the other's presence.

When the two got into Blaine's classroom, Blaine walked straight in and Kurt turned to close the door. With his back to Blaine, he asked. "So, what did you want to say?"
but the moment he turned around, lips were on his. He instantly melted into the kiss. Pleasure and passion both enveloped the two. However, just as tongues were about to get involved, Kurt's eyes shot open as shock sank in. He pushed backwards and left the kiss, now a mumbling mess. "What the-? What did-?"
"Kurt, you have to listen to me. That guy you say is your soul mate, isn't."
"What are you talking about?! Do you just go around kissing all of the students and try to lie to them to get into their pants or something?!"
"No! But that's exactly what you're so called boyfriend is doing!"
What the hell are you talking about?!" Kurt asked, balancing himself by holding onto the door. Blaine tried to get closer to him, wanting to comfort him but was stopped when Kurt raised a finger and pressed it into his chest. "No! Answer the question!"
"The guy that you think is your soul mate isn't who he says he is. He isn't Blaine."
"What? Why? How did-?" His rambling was cut off by another kiss, but this one was soft and sweet. It shot love and desire through both of their bodies, making them feel whole.
"I'm Blaine."