Kurt kept eye contact with Blaine, who could obviously see that he was okay.

"This is Alex, my newest follower." Santana sneered, and looked to Kurt "and this is the Hatter." She made a face "as you can see, he's refusing to tell me where Kurt is." Kurt bit his lip "if he's not answering…I'll just have him beheaded."

"no!" Kurt said too quickly "I mean, he could be the only one who does know. You should keep him, he'll have to tell you eventually." Santana seemed to consider this

"True…" she said "throw him back in the room!" The guards dragged Blaine back out.

"All you want is Brittany, right?" Kurt asked her politely

"Yes." Santana nodded

"So, all you've got to do is wait for Quinn to get her out, I'm sure Brittany wouldn't mind going with you."

"That's not how it works." Santana snapped "besides, why would she want to go with me?"

"Because you're obviously beautiful." Kurt said "and you care about her." Santana blushed and frowned

"DAVID!" she called and a large man stepped into her line of view "take Kurt to his room, I'm sure he's tired." Kurt smiled softly at her and allowed David to lead him out of the throne room.

"You know," David said as they walked down the halls "The Queen likes you…" Kurt looked up at him as he continued "I like you." And suddenly Kurt was being pushed up against the wall "I like you, Alex." David said and before Kurt could reply (or scream) the guards lips were on his

"Mmmph" was the only thing Kurt was able to get out before violently pushing the man away. "That's disgusting!" Kurt shrieked as David tried to come at him again. Kurt sped off down the hall, his heart was racing and his eyes stung. That was the first time Kurt Hummel had been kissed. He escaped into a room, and as he locked the door and turned around, he was instantly grateful this is the room he'd chosen.

Blaine was standing behind a table, staring wide-eyed at Kurt. Blaine would have rushed right over to him, had he not been chained to the floor.

"Hatter?" Kurt asked "what are you doing?" He was kind of disappointed that Blaine was now wearing a shirt.

"The Queen has me making her clothes when she's not, eh, 'questioning me.'" He replied "what's wrong?"

"One of the guards, David, just kissed me." Kurt replied, Blaine's face got red, and his eyes became dark.

"WHAT?" he bellowed and knocked over a bust with a half finished jacket attached to it. Kurt was shocked by his reaction, which he was certainly not expecting.

"Blaine, calm down." He said, and Blaine took a few deep breaths

"he had no right" He growled, looking up at Kurt through his thick lashes.

"I know, " Kurt bit his lip "that was my first kiss." Blaine's eyes softened and he smiled

"no, it wasn't." he said softly

"What?" Kurt asked, not quite picking up what Blaine had said

"Nothing." Blaine replied quickly, looking embarrassed

"We need to get you out of here." Kurt said, pulling himself together. Blaine nodded

"But, Kurt…I don't want them to catch you." Kurt smirked

"They won't."

Kurt quickly slipped out of the room before Blaine had a chance to ask what he was doing. There were suits of armor lining almost every hallway, each paired with a spectacular sword. Kurt shook his head at how easy this was. He took two of them and two breastplates and snuck back to Blaine's room. He handed the boy a sword and breastplate and strapped on his own.

"Stay still." Kurt instructed, Blaine oblidged as Kurt brought his sword up, arching it over his head, and back down so it cut cleanly through the shackles at Blaine's feet, the ones on his wrists had been removed upon entering the room. Blaine exhaled and stepped away from the metal laying on the ground.

"What exactly was your plan?" he asked Kurt

"Run for it and use these if necessary?" he said, holding up the sword, Blaine frowned

"I don't know how I feel about you possibly, no wait, probably, getting murdered by a bunch of meat head guards."

"Then don't feel." Kurt snapped "I'm getting out of here and you're coming with me whether you like it or not." Blaine smirked, deciding that he liked the fire in Kurt's eyes.

"Okay, okay, but if something goes wrong, you're going to run." He said seriously, Kurt bit his lip before nodding. Kurt opened the door and he and Blaine slipped out. They made it to one of the exits before Kurt's prediction had come true, getting out of here wasn't going to be easy. A large guard stepped in front of them, Kurt frowned

"What do you think you're doing with the prisoner?" Blaine hopped in front of Kurt, drawing his sword. The guard took out his own and jabbed at Blaine, who easily side stepped and caught a chink in the guards armor. Kurt looked at him

"I told you I've fought before," Blaine shrugged, and ducked out the door, followed closely by Kurt. Kurt located his horse, which was still tied up to the trough, as he and Blaine ran towards it, guards began to flock around them. Blaine and Kurt jabbed and sliced at them as they neared the horse, Blaine covered Kurt as he sliced the reigns off the trough, not having time to untie them, he hopped up on the horse, pulling Blaine with him, and grabbed the loose sends of the reigns. He flicked them and the horse was off. Blaine clung to Kurt tightly, probably tighter than he should have had to.

Blaine sat behind Kurt on the horse, holding onto Kurt's middle with one hand, while gripping his own with the other. Every bounce on the back of the horse was agony as Blaine felt the blood drip down his stomach, but he refused to say anything to Kurt, right now their goal was to get back to the castle alive.

(AUTHORS NOTE: Drama, drama, drama and an injured Blaine :C I hope you enjoyed this, and don't forget to drop me a review, even the simplest ones make my day!)