Blaine pulled away from Kurt's house quickly, seei police lights in the distance. He had a faint idea as to where they were going, but he couldn't exactly say. Blaine was especially nervous about driving the truck, as he'd only just gotten his license and he didn't drive often. Kurt had turned to the window and was rifling through the bag he had packed. Blaine payed no attention to him, fixated on the road in front of him and the passing signs. That was all he needed; to be arrested for speeding or something while trying to avoid police. Blaine breathed deeply for an entire half hour as he drove in silence, completely immersed in what he was doing. After they were well outside of Rodeo, he turned to Kurt, who seemed to be picking his fingernails with amazement.

"You alright, Kurt?" he asked calmly. A huge grin spread across Kurt's face.

"Blaine! You look like a lizard... No, nah, those things with like... With uh, the things snails have too, uh, shells, um a tartle? Oh! A turtle! Blaine, you look like a turtle!" Kurt yelled with excitement. A look of shock found its way onto Blaines face. That's when he looked down and finally noticed the six or seven empty beer cans littering the floor at Kurt's feet.

"...Kurt, where did you get that?"

"In the refrigerator!" Kurt exclaimed and giggled. Blaine put a hand to his head.

"Go to sleep, Kurt." Kurt continued playing with his fingers as he had done before.

Blaine continued driving. He was heading north, and they had been in the car for hours.

"Blainey, I gotta pee!" Kurt yelled, still completely drunk. Blaine was tired, it was starting to get dark, and he had been up most of the night worrying about Quinn, anyway.

"Alright, I'll stop somewhere," Blaine replied. Kurt giggled again and curled up next to Blaine.

"I like being in the car with you," Kurt said, hiccuping and sliding his hand onto Blaines leg, trailing it up.

"Ugh, Kurt, stop, I have to drive." Kurt just continued playing with the waist of Blaine's jeans, fiddling with the button and zipper. "Shit, Kurt, no," Blaine groaned as Kurt slid his hand inside of Blaines tight jeans. He turned into a large parking lot quickly and parked the car. Turning and grabbing Kurt, he forced his tongue into his mouth and climbed on top of him. Kurt continued to giggle obnoxiously. "Shit, how wasted are you?" Kurt simply continued to giggle. Blaine blushed slightly at this sound; it was pretty adorable. Kurt looked up at Blaine with wide green eyes that showed the true sadness he felt, although his drunken fit of happiness shown through. Blaine put his hands on Kurt's ass and grinded his hips into him. Kurt groaned and kissed my fiercely.

They fell asleep like this, strewn atop one another in the cab of Blaine's truck, which was parked awkwardly in the corner of a deserted parking lot of a deli off the highway. Blaine stirred as dreams filled his cloudy mind. In his dream, he was standing in front of a large stone castle, running through the door as he made his way through spiraling passages, fending off beasts and dragons with ease. Finally he reached a tower, where he found his mother laughing evilly. In the center of the room was the princess, Kurt, wearing a flowing pink gown with a giant bow on his head, wrapped in rope and hanging from the ceiling over a boiling pot. "So cliché..." Blaine thought. The look of Kurt in his princess dress memorized him. Then his mother morphed into a black dragon, swatting and running at him. Blaine took his sword and killed the dragon, rescuing the princess. They ran into the sunset, all the way to a dark meadow where they laid down in the grass, and Blaine removed the ridiculous pink dress from Kurt...

They woke up to the intruding sunlight pouring in.

"Kurt?" Blaine said. Kurt stirred and grabbed his head.

"Ow... Oh shit, what the fuck happened last night?" Blaine beckoned to the pile of empty beer cans at his feet. "...oh. I'm sorry Blaine! It's just... a lot." Kurt said with his head down.

"Don't worry about it, I had fun anyway," Blaine replied, winking at his friend. Kurt blushed.

"So, uh, where the fuck are we?" Kurt asked, still nursing his head. Blaine shrugged. Kurt's eyes shot open suddenly. "Oh yeah!" he said digging around in his bag. "I found this!" he shouted, holding up the paper he found tied to the tree. Blaine stared at it and slowly unfolded it. Scribbled on it was,

Kurtsie,

I'm so sorry about this, leaving you like this. Where ever I am now, I'm missing you guys like crazy! I had an... obligation, which I must tend to for awhile. I'll see you again I'm sure, but I really don't know when. I'm fine, and I'm not alone. I love you guys, I hope you're really happy together. I can't tell you where I am, but I will eventually, I'm sure. Take care of yourselves and try not to worry. Q

Kurt's eyes teared up as he took in the words on the paper, telling him he may well never see his oldest and best friend again. She was the only one who ever understood him. He swallowed hard and buried his face into Blaines chest, who took the opportunity to lift Kurt's head and kiss him softly. Kurt kissed him back, sobbing into his mouth. Blaine pulled away and nudged Kurt back into his seat as he started the car again.

"We're going to Odena. It's a day or two away, but I have a friend who lives there. We can stay with him," Blaine said as he pulled back onto the highway. Kurt nodded.

"Hey, Blaine, what's the sticky stuff all over the seat?" Kurt asked. Blaine turned a deep red and clicked on the crappy old radio.

They drove for hours, singing along to the radio and talking about random insignificant things. "Let's go get food, Kurt," Blaine said eventually, pulling into a shopping center. Kurt nodded and got out of the car. They walked past the rows of stores, heading towards the cheap fast food place in the corner. On the way, they passed a clothing store that caught Blaine's eye. "Um, Kurt... lets go in here." Kurt gave Blaine a puzzled look, but shrugged and followed him in.

Blaine pushed Kurt against the wall and whispered in his ear, "Go wait for me in the dressing room, I'll be right there." Kurt swallowed but nodded again and headed towards the back of the store. Blaine browsed through the various garments until he found what he wanted.

Blaine walked in the dressing room and knocked for Kurt to let him in. Once inside he dropped the pile of clothes on the bench and turned to Kurt. "Take off your clothes," Blaine said simply. Kurt's jaw dropped and confusion washed over his face, but once more he shrugged and did as he was told. Once he was down to his boxers, Blaine pulled out his garment of choice and tossed it at Kurt, holding up the light green gown-like dress and looked at Blaine with utter disbelief. "Please?" Blaine breathed into his ear. Kurt shivered and slipped the dress over his head, straightening it out in the mirror, and he had to admit, he looked pretty damn adorable. Blaine looked at Kurt in the poofy dress and grabbed him, kissing him furiously, pulling at the dress and running his hands over Kurt's body. Kurt still wasn't really sure what was going on, and he was trying not to laugh at the ridiculousness of the situation, but he decided not to care because whatever it was, he got to make out with Blaine.

Then Blaine replaced his tongue with his fingers, Kurt squinted his eyes in confusion, but continued to whirl his tongue around Blaines fingers. Then as quick as they came, they were gone, and Blaine's tongue was back, and his finger were trailing down Kurt's body, lifting the skirt of the dress and caressing Kurt's lower back, and prodding his entrance, slipping them inside of him one at a time. Kurt pulled away from the kiss now. "What the hell are you doing?" he asked quietly. Blaine continued to kiss Kurt's neck and ear.

"Getting ready to fuck you," Blaine breathed blatantly into his ear. Kurt's breathing was hitched and he was sure his heart had stopped momentarily, but he resumed kissing Blaine and felt his boxers tighten significantly. Kurt took some charge now, pulling down Blaine's pants and boxers, squirming at the awkward feeling of Blaine's fingers still moving inside of him. Once those were out of the way, Blaine removed his fingers and lifted Kurt's skirt completely, positioning himself at the short boy's opening and beginning to slip inside of him slowly. "This ok, Kurt?" Blaine whispered, his voice too full of lust to do anything else." Kurt cringed and whimpered, but nodded quickly and Blaine ran his tongue along his neck to soothe him. Kurt swallowed as Blaine continued to go in. He moved slowly at first, then gradually became faster as Kurt started having to hold back screams of pleasure. It didn't take long before both of them were done and dizzy, heaped in each others arms.

"Well, Blaine, I think we're going to have to buy this," Kurt said, laughing and holding up the skirt of his dress as he removed it and put his clothes back on.

"Most definitely," Blaine said and grabbed the price tag, which read, "$138.99". Blaine dropped the dress. "Or not." He laughed, Kurt laughing with him, lifting the dress back up and pointing at the sticky white stain coating the green lining. They laughed even harder and exited the store quickly, passing a very pissed off looking saleswoman. They went back in the car and stared at each other for a moment. "Blaine, I'm not hungry anymore..."

Blaine looked back at him, "I am," he said and attached his lips to Kurt's.