A/N: So, new chapter. :) LifelongObsessor is my new beta reader.I got a beta! That's exciting.

This is longer than the prologue (but still really short) so hopefully that's a good thing. Read and Review. :)

Disclaimer: Still not mine. And still unable to create characters that live up to the standards of Kurt and Blaine...

He sat in the pawn shop, clutching a battered guitar case, waiting for the man tending the shop to move on from a guy who was trying to sell a stack of old marvel comics. A bell rang, announcing the entrance of two college kids, deep in conversation.

"Can you believe that they're doing 'Seasons of Love' without us? I mean really, Kurt, we were the biggest Broadway junkies in that club," a short brunette complained to her taller, male friend.

He tilted his head, contemplatively. "Well, Rachel, would you honestly be back at McKinley, of all places, belting out a song from RENT, when you could be here, in New York City."

"Thanks for the reality check...I forget where I am sometimes. I still miss them though."

"I know; me too."

He lost track of the duo's conversation until the girl ran off to search through piles of old vintage records. Her friend(Kurt?) sat down next to him.

"Do you play?" the boy asked casually, gesturing at the guitar in Blaine's lap.

"Yeah...I do. You?"

"I know some basic chords. I mostly play piano and sing." He shrugged.

"I play a couple different things...piano and guitar mostly though," Blaine said before adding, "I sing too." He smiled.

"I'm Kurt."

"Blaine."

"Nice name. So, you're a musician?"

Blaine laughed. "I try. I play on the streets and occasionally, I'll play a gig in a cafe once in a while, but nothing big."

"So, are you selling your guitar?"

He grimaced, "Unfortunately, yes."

"Why? I mean- if you don't mind me asking...I'm kind of overstepping right now, aren't I?"

"Don't sweat it. I'm just low on cash at the moment and rent's due. I'll miss it."

"Are you a student?" Kurt asked, thinking.

"I wish. But there's no way I could pay. And I'm not good enough for a scholarship."

The dark haired girl approached Kurt holding a couple of old records. "What do you think?"

He glanced at her collection. "Rachel, you already have all of these on CD. And Funny Girl? You have that on cassette too. Not to mention, you've recorded yourself singing the entire sound track and made a CD."

"Yes, but I needthe records too!" she stressed as if it were completely obvious.

"Nice try, but no," he turned to Blaine, "She's insane, just a tip."

"Who's he?" Rachel asked, changing the subject.

"Hi, I'm Blaine." He put a hand forward to shake.

"Rachel Berry, future Broadway star. Pleased to meet you." She shook his hand.

Kurt rolled his eyes at her introduction. "Anyway, Blaine, I have a preposition for you. Rachel and I have an empty room in our apartment. We're looking for another person to go in on the rent with us. You said you were having trouble with money. You could stay with us, given that we don't decide you're a really sketchy creep or something. That way, you won't have to sell your guitar."

Blaine stared at him.

Rachel grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him over to a corner. "Are you crazy? We don't know him! He could be a murderer or something!"

"Cool it, Rachel. We'll interview him and reach a verdict, but I really don't think he is. We were going to just put an add on craigslist; how is that any less dangerous. Relax."

"Fine," she huffed. Kurt dragged her back over to Blaine.

"So, what do you think, Blaine?" He looked expectantly at him.

"Th-that would be brilliant! Are you sure?"

"We'll have to ask you some questions, first, though," Rachel interjected quickly.

"Yea- yes, of course," he replied, still shell-shocked at this opportunity.

"Great. Do you want to go get some coffee and we can start?"

Blaine nodded.

Blaine politely declined a drink when Rachel and Kurt ordered their coffees. They sat down and Rachel sprung into the interrogation.

"Where did you go to high school?"

"Uh...Dalton Academy in Ohio, for most of it."

The pair exchanged surprised glances. "We're from Ohio too. We went to McKinley High," Kurt explained.

"Wow. What a coincidence."

"Moving on," Rachel continued, "When, why, and how did you move to New York?"

"The summer after I graduated. I wanted to get out of Ohio. And some friends of mine were going on a road trip around the U.S. to celebrate their new 'freedom', so I went with and just stayed in New York."

"What do your parents do?"

"...My mom doesn't work."

"And your dad?" Blaine was silent for a moment. Kurt bit his lip and realized something. "Oh god, is he dead? I'm so sorry; she didn't mean to-"

"N-no, just, I'm not very...close with my family. Especially my dad..."

"Why?"

"Rachel! Not our business!" Kurt hissed, "Sorry, Blaine."

"It's okay...he kicked me out a long time ago. It's not something I usually talk about. I haven't spoken to anyone in my family but my mom since. And I haven't talked to her in a while..."

"Oh. Wow...uh...I'm sorry," she said awkwardly and whispered to her friend, "He got kicked out! He must have done something! I told you!"

Kurt shook his head and looked to Blaine, hesitating. "I- do you think-you don't have to if you aren't comfortable, but why did he kick you out?"

Blaine swore inwardly. He didn't know how these people felt about gays. Going out on a limb, he said, "I'm gay...he wasn't too happy about it. If you're not okay with that either..."

"Oh my- that's terrible. I'm so sorry."

"Of course we're okay with that- we are not homophobic. I have two dads and Kurt's gay." Rachel stated matter-of-factly.

Blaine relaxed."That's really...cool."

It broke Kurt's heart to see him so surprised at being accepted. "Your mom. Was she okay with you?"

He shrugged. "She wasn't exactly delighted, but she wasn't about to throw me out on the streets. She sent me to Dalton secretly. My father found out senior year and got angry. I got to school but I haven't spoken to her since."

"Oh wow. That's awful. My dad was so accepting of me..."

"He's a good dad," Blaine said, smiling at him.

"Yeah. He is."

A/N: Thanks for reading. :)

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