AN: Okay, so I lost internet there for about a week but it's all good now. I am all caught up on glee and I'm SO excited for the next episode! (Kurt with a boyfriend pillow? WHAT!?) I know this is a really quick update because I just updated like, yesterday and I'm starting on this one now, but I can't help it, the muse fae on my shoulder won't shut up. I'm very excited about this chapter and nervous to how it all pans out. Wish me luck! As usual, I'll have a ranting AN at the bottom, let's enjoy, shall we?

Disclaimer: Don't own Glee, but if anyone wants to hatch a plan with me about how to meet all the actors without security being called on us, I'm game! HEHEHE JK

Oh, and the awesome character "Ma Trixie" (And Nelson even though he's only mentioned once) is NOT mine. She (and he) belongs to a very creative writer Eraman. If you haven't checked out her Brother Wes universe (mentioned last chapter) DO SO RIGHT NOW! Like, quit reading this until you've read that. There is Big Brother Wes, Little Brother Wes and a new one called Brother Wes Oneshots. And before anybody gets to throwing a huge fit, I DID get her permission to borrow the OC(s). THANK YOU ERAMAN!

Chapter 5: The Meerkat and the Bean

Kurt's hands were shaking as he was pulling up to the Lima Bean. He wasn't sure about why they were shaking but he guessed it either was excitment or nerves. Putting his car in park, Kurt sat there a few minutes longer, just staring at the steering wheel, trying to gather the courage to go in.

After about five minutes, practically on auto pilot, he was walking through the familiar doors and greeted by the pleasant aroma of coffee and freshly baked pastries. He walked up to the counter to see a tall african american woman with gray hair that still had dark strands and a pleasant smile on her face: Ma Trixie. She had aged well. Smiling, he opened his mouth to speak only to be hushed.

"Hush now, Kurt. I know your order. Blaine was in here earlier to let me know what was going on. Oh I do hope you two get back together! Just tough it out there kiddo."
"Hey Ma. Thanks so much," And he started to reach into his pocket for his wallet.
"Don't even think about it. It's done been paid for." Ma laughed.
"Ma!"
"Don't 'Ma!' me, go enjoy your coffee...you have a visitor! Come see me before you leave though, okay? I miss seeing you around here and I want to hear all about your New York adventures!"
"Yes Ma Trixie," Kurt laughed.
"Good, now get to your table and drink that while it's hot!" waving to the friendly woman with his special coffee in one hand, Kurt turned and walked away, wondering who he would be meeting here. It wasn't long before he heard his name being called.

"Kurt, over here." Kurt was only half surprised to see a tall boy with chestnut hair perfectly swept and a Dalton blazer. His old rival, Sebastian Smythe. Sighing, Kurt walked over to the craigslist smelling, horse grinned meerkat (AN: Love Grant Guston, just saying) and sat down across from him.

"Sebastian."
"Hello Kurt."
"What, no witty knock-off insults today?" Kurt was sure Blaine knew what he was doing, but he couldn't help but not trust Sebastian. He had very nearly blinded Blaine with a doctored slushie intended for Kurt. He had stolen the New Directions' idea for their regionals. He had repeatedly came on to Blaine while he and Blaine had been dating and he was pretty sure that Sebastian, with the help of some alcohol, was the reason Blaine tried to push Kurt for sex in the back of a car. Kurt was a forgiving person, but not a very trusting one.

"Nope, done with those. I told you last year, Kurt. I've turned over a new leaf. I'm not completely blameless with what happened at sectionals this year, but part of the reason Blaine saved me from that one Wes guy was because he knew I didn't take the steriods. We both decided you'd get the chance to punish me for not stopping Hunter. I only ask that I like it," Sebastian said with a wink.

"Nice, Sebastian. You couldn't handle me." Kurt couldn't fight the grin on his face. It was just too much fun bantering with Sebastian. Next to Santana, Sebastian was the most fun in that aspect- a true rival.
"Oh couldn't I?" Sebastian's raised eyebrow nearly made Kurt laugh but he contained it. Then Sebastian added, "Maybe we'll just have to test that theory."
"Hahaha, no. I'm pretty sure that if it wasn't illegal to literally put an apple in your mouth and throw you out under a bus, most of Dalton would have done it by now."
"Depends...would I be naked?"
"Maybe..."
"Would you be naked?"
"Not a chance, Meerkat." Kurt laughed.
"I suppse you want cyclops' letter now or can we talk first?" Sebastian said, suddenly serious.
"You can give me the letter now, but we'll talk before I open it." Kurt followed suit. Nodding his head, Sebastian reached into his blazer and pulled out the envelope Kurt had been waiting for. It took everything in Kurt not to straight up snatch it out of his hands, still the anxious look on his face was not unnoticed by the Warbler. Laughing at Kurt, he handed the letter to Kurt's shaking hands. Sitting it on the table in front of him, Kurt looked at Sebastian expectantly and Sebastian sighed.

"Kurt, I know you didn't want Blaine to tell anybody about this Adam guy and what he did," Kurt's face turned red and he was suddenly angry. How dare Blaine?!
"Cool it, Kurt. I forced it out of him. He was worried about you and I made him tell me, and it's a good thing he did. Look, Kurt. It's NOT okay what that Adam guy did to you!" Sebastian reached over the table to grab Kurt's hand, but the second he made contact, Kurt snatched his hand away.
"Blaine had no right to tell you."
"Kurt, listen to me, even if Blaine hadn't told me, I would have figured it out. Signs of that are not easy to hide. You are afraid of people touching you and you flinch. You keep your distance from most people. You over compensate to try to hide the fact that it happened and you are ashamed of it now. It's not your fault. I should know."
"You should know? You should know? How in the hell should yo... Oh. OH!"
"Yeah, Kurt. Oh."
"But...you're..." Kurt faltered.
"Yeah. I was molested as well. Only my incounter didn't just stop at that and it wasn't just once. I was in an abusive relationship for two years, Kurt. I know it doesn't make an excuse for how I've behaved, but I'm getting help. I finally got away from him after he put me in the hospital for the second time. Why do you think I moved back from Paris?"
"Sebastian, how come you never told anybody?"
"I eventually told Blaine. That's why Blaine came to me about all this. Because I'm someone who could help you. You're strong, Kurt. You punched that asshole and kicked him out of your life and I'm proud of you that you stopped it before it could go on. I really am. " Kurt was crying and couldn't stop. Sebastian had a hold of his hand and looked to be fighting tears himself.
"Kurt...Can I see your wrist?" and Kurt complied, although reluctantly, and Sebastian gasped at the still purple and yellow bruise, "Kurt, it's swollen. You may want to get it checked out."
"No, it's not broken, just sore. I will be okay," Kurt's tears slowed and he forced a smile, "No, I'm not being brave here, Sebastian," he added when Kurt saw Sebastian's eyes narrow, "So that's why you became a..."
"Man whore?"
"I was gonna say player, but okay."
"Yeah. Figured if I didn't get into a relationship it couldn't happen again. The guy would cheat on me constantly and if I ever showed being upset about it, he'd beat me. When Blaine told me why you two broke up, I wanted to hit him. I didn't, obviously, but still. I know what it was like to be cheated on by someone you love and hurt by someone you thought you knew. Mine was just the same person."
"What was his name?" Kurt asked, sheepishly. After a moment and a sigh, Sebastian replied.
"Travis Pierre. His mother was French and his father was American. He was bilingual and we went to school together in France so we just clicked...at first."
"I see. I'm sorry."
"In the past. But I need to apologize to you Kurt. I should have backed off of Blaine the moment I heard he had a boyfriend- which was the first day I came to Dalton. I'll have to tell you all about it soon because Blaine's not the only legand at Dalton," Sebastian laughed, "I heard all about you too. Apparently your bitch glare is infamous. That's another reason why I was picking on you, ya know. To see if it was all hype. It wasn't but you were just too much fun not to mess with. The Dalton boys are just too nice...too preppy. You are an exeptional rival."
"Aww, I feel the same way about you," Kurt pretended to wipe his eyes at the compliment and laugh.
"Well, I know the walking talking Gel-man has got a lot planned for you today, so I'm going to let you read your letter and then you can bitch me out for corrupting the Warblers as per Blaine and I's agreement from saving me from that Asian dude. We can swap numbers for fun banter and serious talks if you want and I'm pretty sure Ma Trixie is glaring at me for hogging all your time," Sebastian laughed and Kurt nodded and joined in. Sebastian excused himself to the bathroom, giving Kurt a little more privacy and Kurt began to read.

Kurt,

Well, I know right now you probably hate me for telling Sebastian about what happened in New York and I'm sorry, but I had no other choice. Sebastian has his own story and so he kinda pieced it together anyway. I would have told you about Sebastian's past but he begged me not to and it wasn't really my place to either. I am sorry for that.

When it comes to Sebastian, I have a lot to apologize for. I should have been a lot more firm telling him no. I should have told him from the very beginning about you and I shouldn't have ever listened to him. That night at Scandals, all those arguments after that about him. I should have just cut off all contact and I didn't. Part of me knows why I didn't and it makes sense, but the other part of me says that you are much more important than anything else- and you are. To me, you are the most important and the best thing that has ever happened to me. I've said it once and I'll say it again, I was a lost little boy before you came and saved me from myself.

This place holds so many memories for us, doesn't it? We'd come here to escape the crazy Warblers and even though they'd follow us here, Ma would always keep them at bay and shoo the boys who wouldn't listen. When you got back from your Nationals loss, your eyes just had me captivated. You were so beautiful and angelic. You wouldn't even let the fact that you lost bring you down and you always saw the bright side. I couldn't contain those words that I said right after. You just mesmerize me, Kurt and I love you. I still do. I'm sorry if I took a little bit of that light away from you when I came to New York on my visit. We'll discuss that later but right now I want you to remember. Remember how it felt to secretly hold hands underneath the table. How it felt the first time we kissed outside the protective walls of Dalton. It's sad we always had to be so careful and fearful, but I think that made it all the more special- exciting even. Every day always felt like an adventure.

The first time you asked me to transfer, I was floored. I didn't know what to say. I wanted to tell you that I had been planning it since you left Dalton, but I couldn't. I had such a hard time keeping it a secret from you! Of course, I had decided that it was something that I wanted to do to be close to you but still, I was scared. I admired your bravery. I never could face my own bullies until I met you. I guess you were my courage all along. Well, the look on your face when you found out what I had done was enough to give me courage to face anything. Now, Love, we both know that I can get too couragous at times, too foward (i.e. Scandal's parking lot) but I swear I've learned to be much humbler. I want to be someone you can be proud of.

If you are still with me, I want you to go where the Silly Love Songs sing to you. I think you'll know the place, after all, you showed it to me.

Love,

Blaine

As Kurt looked up, tears in his eyes, he saw Sebastain once again sitting across from him smiling. Sliding his phone across the table, Sebastian motioned for Kurts. After a moment of hesitation- this WAS Sebastian after all -Kurt complied.

"So, what did the hobbit say?"
"He was apologizing," Kurt smirked.
"Oh, is that so? What for? Being too short?"
"HA nope, he was apologizing for traumatizing me with your presence for your information, Mr. Nosey," Kurt was laughing again, adding his number into Sebastian's phone.
"Ahh, yeah. Sorry again." Sebastian's humor dried up quickly.
"Seb, I'm joking. Don't get all serious on me now. I don't particularly like crying you know. I'm a dramatic male diva, I know, but wow."
"Well, I know but there's still a lot of things I wish I did- wait a second. What did you just call me?"
"Ummm...your name?" Kurt was confused.
"No, I think you called me Seb" Sebastian began to grin a little bit.
"Oh, well is that okay? I tend to give friends nicknames and if we aren't going to be enemies anymore..."
"Oh that's fine, it just took me by surprise is all," Sebastian's grin was as wide as his face, "Does this mean I get to call you Kurtie?" Sebastian teased.
"Not if you want to live, Seb. I only let Blaine call me that when we are alone and get your mind out of the gutter, Sebastian Smythe!" Kurt added the last part when Sebastian started to laugh.
"Awww, Kurt if it weren't for the gutter, my mind would be homeless!"
"Figures," Kurt laughs. They're getting looks from the patrons, but they ignore them, "Alright, I have to get going real soon so I had better go talk to Ma Trixie before she kills us both."
"Yeah, you are probably right. Before you go, though, what is my punishment for being a part of the destroy-the-Warblers-Club?"
"Oh, yeah. Well, I usually don't resort to violence but..." Kurt reaches around and smacks him on the back of the head, "And you have to dress up like a girl at the next Mckinley High pep rally. Blaine will be taking plenty of pictures."
"Really, Kurt? I thought we were friends now!"
"If you survive, then we will be friends- don't worry, they have Wade/Unique there. They are kinda used to it by now. The only way you will get out of it is if you dress like a leprechaun on Saint Patrick's day and hand out chocolate coins,"
"I'll take the Leprechaun punishment."
"...at both schools?"
"Deal." Sebastian really had no clue what he was getting himself into and Kurt just began to laugh. Sebastian stood up and brought Kurt into a friendly hug.
"Kurt, you be careful, alright? And I mean it about keeping in touch. I want to know how this turns out as well. Keep in mind he went through a lot of trouble to apologize to you. He loves you." Kurt could only nod before turning to the counter calling for Ma Trixie who was picking on poor Nelson yet again. If he didn't know any better, he'd have sworn that Nelson did stuff just so Ma could pick on him. He once asked Wes about Nelson and all Wes would say was Nelson understood Ma better than most people and would shake his head. They always seemed to be entertaining though, so Kurt never pressed the issue.

He spent ten minutes talking to the motherly african american and would have spent more time but he noticed it was almost 4:30. She only let him go with promises that he would visit once more before he left again for New York, that he would send her little Wes to her before he went back to New York, and she would of course be kept in the loop on how things turned out. Still calling after him as he was getting into his car, Kurt left Ma Trixie, Sebastian, and the rest of the Lima Bean to his next destination. He just wondered what and who was waiting for him when he got to Breadstixx.

AN: OKAY! Let me remind you all that I am writing this at 3 AM without a Beta, so there is bound to be mistakes throughout the story (I really don't have many other chances to write). Let me rant about the previous episode a little bit. I'm torn in between thinking Finn was awesome and thinking he was seriously creepy at the end. As usual Naya Rivera was flawless as Santana and of course the amazing Chris Colfer stole the scene with his few minutes of screen time (Bitch stole my pillow!). Of course, the question that is on everyone's mind...WHERE THE HECK WAS BRITTANY!? I miss her little quirky one liners!
Everyone's excited for this next episode, and I'm no exception. Not looking foward to the Blam thing but only because I'm a die hard Klainer (betcha couldn't guess THAT huh?!) I loved the song Brody was singing though!

ENOUGH of my ranting already, right? RIGHT! Love you all and french fries!
Miss Elf