A/N: I have no idea where I'm going with this so sorry if it isn't Quality…. Haha

I don't own Glee, blahblahblah

The next day Kurt had persuaded his mother to take him to the park again. He was hoping Blaine would be there. Kurt had little hope though because through his many park trips, that was the first time seeing Blaine. He intrigued Kurt. He seemed completely different from anyone Kurt had ever met. Since Kurt had school during the day, his mom could only take him in the afternoon. The park was much more crowded than it was the previous morning. Kurt's mom walked over to talk to other adults from the neighborhood. Meanwhile Kurt, who was wearing striped yellow and black pants, searched the playground for Blaine. He saw groups of people from his school playing but none of them would invite Kurt to play. He knew that because Kurt had tried to ask to play before. They always said there were too many people already. Kurt always walked away sadly. He hid this from his mom. Kurt knew he was just better than everyone and that's why they wouldn't play with him.

Kurt had walked around the playground at least 3 times before he gave up. Blaine wasn't here. Kurt walked over to his mom and tugged her arm. She looked at him and knew he wanted to leave. She said goodbye to the other parents who watched their kids play and grabbed Kurt's hand. Usually Kurt would have been embarrassed by this but today, he didn't care. Kurt walked through the gate significantly unhappier than yesterday. He figured that Blaine would come one day.

For the rest of the week, Kurt would ask everyday to go the park. He knew that he had to see Blaine again.

"I'll take you on Sunday!" Kurt's mom told him repeatedly. It was always her response. Kurt eagerly awaited Sunday. He made sure that they would go in the morning, just like last week. That way the park will be empty and Blaine would be there.

Once Sunday rolled around, Kurt had found his raincoat and top hat to wear again. He wanted to make sure Blaine would recognize him. Just like the week before, the park was practically empty. That was one of the benefits of living in Lima, everyone went to church. Kurt walked into the park, two feet ahead of his mom. He motioned her to sit on a bench. She laughed and sat, reading her book. Kurt walked over to the playground and walked around. He heard a laugh. Kurt looked all around but he didn't see anyone. He heard it again. Now Kurt was getting frustrated.

"HELLO?" He called. Kurt only hoped for an answer. He looked under the jungle gym. "HELLO?" He called again. Then he heard a scream. Suddenly, Blaine came falling down. Kurt fell to the ground with Blaine on top of him.

"Sorry." Blaine said. He got up and held his hand out for Kurt. Kurt however, was a little annoyed with Blaine and got up on his own. He brushed the woodchips off his coat and pants.

"Why did you do that?" Kurt asked. He began to pick wood out of his hair.

"I wanted to scare you!" Blaine said. He swayed with his arms behind his back.

"Oh." Kurt said. "Why?" He sat on a swing and began to gain altitude.

"Because I thought you laugh." Blaine said, still on the ground.

"Oh." Kurt said again. He had to talk louder since he was moving. "Do you want to swing?" Kurt asked. He kicked his foot towards the empty swing on his left.

"Okay! Thanks Kurt! I really appreciate that." Blaine sat on the swing and slowly caught up to Kurt's speed.

"Look Kurt! Our swings are parallel." Kurt looked over at Blaine.

"Our swings are what?" Kurt questioned. He didn't think parallel was even a word up until now.

"Oh, Parallel. It means that if we each drew a line from our swings, then they would never touch, no matter how far we go. Isn't that cool?" Blaine said. He seemed to be fascinated in this.

"Uh, yeah. Where are you parents?" Kurt asked. He tried to change to the subject to something he knew.

"I don't know. I just come to the park on Sundays. They don't take me." Blaine said. He didn't make eye contact with Kurt.

"How do you not know?" Kurt asked. He wanted to figure out Blaine.

"Well I mean my parents ignore me. They leave food and stuff but other than that, I'm just there." Blaine said. Kurt was confused.

"So they just don't talk to you or anything?" Kurt slowed down his swing so he could concentrate on the conversation.

"Nope. I mean, they did for a while but my daddy is always drunk and my mom works two jobs." Blaine said. He slowed his swing to a stop and looked at Kurt.

"Oh. What does it mean to get drunk Blaine?" Kurt felt bad that he was asking so many questions. Kurt already knew that Blaine knew so much more than he should.

"Oh, yeah. It's when like..." Blaine paused, trying to find the right words. "You know that drink that parents drink but you can't?" Blaine asked. He figured if Kurt knew what alcohol was then it would be easier.

"Yeah." Kurt said. He got off his swing.

"Well, when you drink too much, you can't really control what you say and stuff." Blaine said. He also got off his swing and ran over to the slide.

"Oh so he doesn't talk to you because he isn't himself?" Kurt asked. He didn't know how oblivious he was to the reality of Blaine's situation.

"Yeah. And my mom works two jobs because my dad can't work since he isn't always himself." Blaine said. "But let's talk about something else." Blaine said, smiling. Kurt laughed and agreed. He jumped up on the jungle gym. Kurt walked over to the slide and sat next to Blaine.

"Do you like to sing?" Kurt asked.

"I mean, I don't very much. I guess I do." Blaine shrugged. He began to slide down the slide but caught himself. Kurt giggled.

"Oh. Well I LOVE to sing. I'm good at it too!" Kurt stood up. "Would you like to hear anything?" Kurt asked. He loved performing just as much as he loved singing.

"Sure!" Blaine said. He was still sitting down so he had to look up to see Kurt.

"Alright, here we go!" Kurt cleared his throat.

"KURT! We have to go home! It's almost lunch!" His mom called. Kurt pretended to give her a death glare attempting to make Blaine laugh. He did let out a giggle.

"I gotta go! Bye Blaine!" He gave Blaine a quick hug and then ran off to meet his mom.

"Hey Kurtie. Sorry to interrupt your play date." His mom laughed.

"It's okay mommy!" Kurt said. He thought about Blaine's dad. "Mommy, wouldn't it be weird if you weren't always yourself?" Kurt asked. He could imagine his mom as anyone else but his mom.

"Yeah. It would." She said. They had almost reached the end of the park.

"Luckily we are all just who we are." She said. Kurt smiled and hugged his mom. Sunday had become his new favorite day.