A/N : Wow, guys! Looking at the sweet reviews makes my day so much better. Seeing that people actually read my story is a great way for me to write more. So I just wanted to say, thank you!

This next chapter is very Klaine filled. Lots of bonding, and a surprise at the end (;

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Blaine walked down a dark hall way, not knowing what was ahead or where he was going. All he saw was the light shining underneath a door. Curious, he continued going forward. Palms sweaty, and heart racing, he reaches for the door knob, and carefully opens the door.

Inside, right before his eyes was a table. There were candles and roses set up, along with two dinner plates and silver ware. Blaine felt his breath be taken away.

"Surprise," He heard someone whisper from behind.

Blaine opened his eyes as his door slammed open.

"Come on you creeps, get up now!" The Warden called down the hall, slamming door after door.

Blaine sat up in bed and looked across the hall. Kurt was leaning against the door that lead to his own room, arms crossed, smile on his face. But this smile was different. It was.. Sweet? Blaine must have gave a confused look because Kurt than let out a light laugh. And Blaine wasn't sure if he's ever heard anything that beautiful.

Kurt walked across the hall into Blaines room. "Mornin'."

"Mornin'." Blaine replied.

"Get up!" The heard the Warden call from down the hall.

"Come on," Kurt held out his hand to Blaine.

Blaine just stared at his hand for a moment. Not sure whether to take it or not. But as Blaine was about to hold out his hand, Kurt pulled his away.

"Right, you probably don't want contact with me after the way I've acted. No problem." Kurt gave a painful smile and turned on his heel.

Blaine got up and followed him out of the room into the ward. Quinn was already at her table. Rachel, and Artie occupied the radio. Mercedes and Santana sat at their regular table. And Brittany awaited the company of Kurt and Blaine on the couch.

The two boys walked over and sat down on the couch, opposite Brittany.

"Hello," She smiled brightly.

"Hi," They said simultaneously.

Brittany smiled at them.

"Alright, now listen up." The Warden started as Finn, Sam, and Noah all walked into the room. "William Shuster told me to remind you all that you have to stick to his assignment. I for one don't really care what you do. Now, carry on."

And with that, she left.

Sam and Rachel began walking over to Santana and Mercedes.

"What?" Santana looked up at them.

"We're supposed to be in a group." Rachel told her.

"Yeah, right." She rolled her eyes and continued talking before she realized Mercedes had gotten up. "Hey where are you going?"

"I've got to sit with the giant over there." She pointed over towards Finn.

"You're actually listening to this assignment?" Santana asked confused.

"Santana, I just want to get this week over with, and for all we know, we might actually getting along." Mercedes shrugged and walked away.

Rachel smiled and sat down across from Santana and than Sam took the seat next to Rachel. Santana just rolled her eyes and looked away, crossing her arms.

Noah walked over to were Artie was by the radio. "So, what do I do with you?" He asked confused.

"I'm sorry?" Artie asked.

"Do I, roll you around or something?" Noah replied.

Brittany looked over and noticed Quinn started taking out her pad. "Well, I'll see ya boys later." She got up and walked over to Quinn.

Kurt and Blaine now sat next to each other, as awkward as the day before.

"So," Kurt started and turned towards Blaine.

Blaine looked around, wondering why Kurt had said 'so' and than nothing else and decided to start at him. "Go on?" Blaine nodded.

"Oh, no, I was just you know, trying to start conversation." Kurt replied rubbing the back of his neck.

"Right, um.." Blaine looked at Kurt hard. Was he nervous? "How did you sleep?"

"Oh, I slept fine. Didn't remember much about a dream though. Just blackness." Kurt said. "What about you?"

"I had a strange dream." Blaine sighed. "It was nice, but I keep waking up at the wrong time."

"That's not fun." Kurt chuckled softly.

"Yeah, it's not." Blaine smiled lightly.

"Breakfast everyone." The nurse called out.

Kurt and Blaine waited for everyone else to go ahead before they stood up and walked down the hall to the cafeteria.

"We're sitting together right?" Kurt asked hopeful.

"Well, that is Williams assignment right?" Blaine replied.

"Right, assignment." Kurt sighed. Great he thinks all of this is just pertaining to the stupid assignment.

The get their plates full of eggs and sausage and took a seat at the most secluded table. They sit in silence, eating their meals.

"You know, this place sucks." Blaine says suddenly.

Kurt let out a loud laugh. "You're just realizing this?"

"Well no, I mean… I wish the food was better." Blaine shrugged.

Kurt looked at him in disbelief. "Wait, your only concern, is the food?"

"It could use some more salt." Blaine looked up at Kurt. The corners of his mouth turned up when he saw Kurts unbelievable expression. "What?"

"The pills, the therapy, the insaneness of it all…and all you're worried about…is the food?" Kurt asked slowly.

"Well, yeah all of that is awful, but I can't do much about that." Blaine answered.

"You can't do much about your under salted eggs either, precious." Kurt pointed out.

"Touché." Blaine squinted his eyes, but smiled nonetheless at the new term of endearment he was given.

Kurt just laughed and shook his head.

After breakfast, they sat on the couch in the ward, chatting about life outside of the institution.

"I'm definitely not staying here for long." Kurt shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Blaine asked curious.

"I'm getting out of here soon. Once I turn eighteen." Kurt smirked. "I'm going to be on best behavior, listen very well, show tremendous progress, and hopefully, get my ass out of here."

"You're going to be eighteen?" Blaine asked shocked, he had thought Kurt was his age.

"Yeah, why?" Kurt asked.

"Oh, just wondering. I'm going to be seventeen in May." Blaine said.

"You're a young one." Kurt smiled teasingly.

"Only by a year." Blaine rolled his eyes.

"I'll be eighteen in February." Kurt sighed. "Three more months. But than there's evaluation and what not."

Hearing that, Blaine had realized that it was almost Christmas. It reminded him of the happy times, when his family didn't think he was sick. When everyone got along.

"Blaine?"

Blaine looked up and noticed Kurt waving his hand in front of him. "Did you say something?"

"Yeah, I said Christmas is just around the corner." Kurt looked at Blaine, confused. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, perfect." Blaine lied. Kurt just gave him a look and Blaine sighed. "Christmas is almost here and I'm going to spend it alone."

Kurt looked at Blaine, how he stared down at his lap. How the smile was slowly disappearing from his face. It was like watching a lost puppy wander around.

"Well, Blaine, I know it doesn't mean much, but you have us." Kurt tried to smile as he patted Blaines shoulder.

Blaine looked over at his shoulder, than up at Kurt. "Hey Kurt?"

Kurt looked at Blaine.

"Can I ask you something?" Blaine said carefully.

"Sure." Kurt smiled.

"Are you.." Blaine looked around. "A homosexual?"

Kurts smile faded. He gulped and looked around. He pulled his hand away and slid over a seat on the couch away from Blaine.

Blaine felt his heart panicking and racing. "Because I am." He mumbled.

"What?" Kurt looked up quickly.

"I um..I'm a, uh…" Blaine took a deep breath. "I'm gay."

Kurts eyes widened. Was Blaine really telling him this? Why would he? Why would it matter?

Blaine sighed and looked away. "Sorry, guess I was just..I'll leave you alone."

"No." Kurt quickly grabbed Blaines hand. "Sit. Please."

Blaine looked conflicted, which was better, having an awkward conversation with Kurt, or laying in bed until lunch and dinner time?

"Blaine," Kurt begged. "Please."

Blaine bit his lip and sat back down. Kurt visibly relaxed.

"To answer your question.. Yes, I am." Kurt whispered.

Blaine sort of half smiled. "Really?"

"Blaine, why would anyone joke about that?" Kurt rolled his eyes.

Blaine looked down embarrassed. "Sorry."

"It's okay." Kurt put a hand on Blaines arm. Blaine looked up and they gave each other a reassuring smile.

"Is that why you're here?" Blaine finally asked.

Kurts jaw clenched and his expression became harsh. "Yes, that's the reason I'm here."

"Me too." Blaine replied. "What happened?"

"Aren't you full of questions." Kurt tried to joke, but seeing Blaines serious expression he sighed. "My dad was sick in the hospital and no one was around to take care of me. Locals thought I was a homosexual so they called the authorities and I got sent here."

"What about you're mother?" Blaine asked.

"She died when I was a child." Kurt took a deep breath. "She was the only one who really defended me, when everyone was pointing fingers or calling out horrible things. It was cruel, especially since I was just about six or seven."

"Golly, I'm sorry, Kurt." Blaine told Kurt with sincerity.

"What about you?" Kurt tried changing the subject.

"What do you mean?" Blaine asked.

"Is that why you're here?"

Blaine looked at Kurt with such fear that Kurt instantly regretted asking. "Never mind you don't have to talk about it."

"No, um." Blaine sighed, "Yeah, my parents sent me here, because they think I'm sick."

"Well, you're obviously not." Kurt sighed.

"But they think I am." Blaine looked at Kurt. "We aren't sick, right? We're just, different."

"Of course," Kurt sat closer to Blaine. "I promise you, we are not sick, there is nothing wrong with us."

"But everyone thinks so." Blaine whispered, voice cracking.

"Blaine, listen to me," Kurt grabbed Blaines hand. "There is nothing wrong with you, you are perfect in your own beautiful way, and no matter what anyone says, it's true. You have so much courage, Blaine. And no one can take that away from you."

Blaine just stared at Kurt for a moment, blown away at what he was just told.

"You really think so Kurt?" Blaine asked tears overflowing his eyes.

"Yes, I do." Kurt smiled at Blaine, wiping away a couple tears with his free hand, thumb gently grazing Blaines cheek.

They stare at each other for a long moment. It was like everyone else had vanished. All Blaine saw was Kurts blue eyes and all Kurt saw was Blaines hazel ones.

While looking into Kurts eyes, Blaines gaze lowered, and he found himself staring at Kurts lips. They looked soft, begging to be touched. Blaine raised a hand and let his fingertips gently hover over Kurts lips.

Kurt tensed up, wondering what Blaine was doing. He soon understood and began smiling a little. This moment right here, was what they needed to fix their misunderstandings.

"Medication time." The nurse called over the PA system.

Kurt and Blaine looked at each other for one more moment before pulling away, not wanting to.

They stood up and walked to the line forming in front of the nurses station.

"I hate taking these." Blaine stated. "They make me feel terrible, not better."

"Here's the trick." Kurt whispered. "Stick 'em under your tongue, they'll never know."

"But, what do I do with them after?" Blaine asked.

"There are such things are pipes, Blaine. Your sink, the toilet, come on use your brain." Kurt smiled and playfully nudged Blaine.

Blaine blushed and walked up to the window. He took the cup of pills and the cup of water. He carefully put the pills into his mouth, moving them under his tongue. Than drank the water, carefully.

Kurt watched, proud, and took his as well.

They both walked away and headed for their rooms.

"Come into mine." Kurt pulled Blaine into his room.

They spit the pills into the sink and let the water run for a few moments.

"I don't know how I didn't think of that." Blaine shook his head.

"Because you're not a genius like me." Kurt smirked, leaning against his wall.

Blaine chuckled and than looked up.

"Whoa…" Blaine looked at the marks and the words all over Kurts wall.

"Hmm?" Kurt turned and noticed what Blaine was staring at. "Oh, yeah. I tend to do that."

Blaine walked up to the wall. "What is all this?"

"Well, the lines are for how many days I've been here." Kurt turned to face the wall as well.

"What about all the different words and stuff." Blaine was still extremely fascinated.

"Words of wisdom, words of encouragement." Kurt paused. "Words of hate, anger, fear."

Blaine turned to face Kurt, than back at the wall. Just as he assumed, if he searched, he would fine those hateful words.

Things such as I can't go on any longer, or They're watching me like I'm some experiment, but one that really caught Blaines attention was Today's the day that I'm going to kill my self.

"Kurt.." Blaine ran his fingers over the words. "When did you write this."

Kurt took a deep breath. "December 3rd."

"Of this year?" Blaine asked, his throat closing.

"Yes." Kurt looked down.

"That's almost a week ago." Blaine whispered. "Why didn't you do it?"

"Because.." Kurt stopped himself. "I can't tell you."

"Of course you can." Blaine went to grab Kurts hand but Kurt pulled away

"You're going to flip and never speak to me again." Kurt mumbled.

"Kurt," Blaine whispered.

"Why does it matter?" Kurt snapped.

"Kurt, I just-" Blaine started.

"Blaine, why can't you just leave it alone. It's not that big a deal." Kurt almost yelled.

"Because it is a big deal." Blaine said.

"It's not." Kurt replied.

"But Kurt-"

"It's because you showed up." Kurt answered.

Blaine was silent for a moment. Rethinking about what Kurt just said. Because I showed up?

"Kurt, what do you mean?" Blaine carefully asked.

"I was planning on killing my self that night." Kurt started, taking a seat on his bed. "I was so set that I was never getting out of this place. I had no hope. I was going to take all the pills I've saved up, and than take a long, bath. I was so prepared."

"Oh, Kurt." Blaine sat next to Kurt.

"But than you showed up." Kurt looked up at Blaine. "You walked into that room and my eyes went directly to you. I don't know what it was about you that made me just stare, but I couldn't look away. Once I regained my self I made my self look away. I thought no, I can't waste my time on anyone. But, no matter what you did, no matter if I was mad at you or not, I just couldn't stop thinking about you." Kurt took a deep breath. "After I um, for better choice of words, kissed you, I felt this amazing feeling inside. And at that moment, I knew you were something special. And I just didn't want to lose you. And now you're staring at me like I'm mad."

Blaine just shook his head, trying to focus. "You..you're serious?"

Kurt let out a shaky laugh. "Blaine, why do you ask such stupid questions?"

"Sorry, I just.. This is not happening." Blaine mumbled, shaking his head.

"Blaine." Kurt took hold of Blaines hands. "I know we haven't know each other long, but, I feel like you're the most important thing to me."

"So you love me?" Blaine whispered out.

"No, at least not yet." Kurt laughed quietly. "I just know that you and I have this special bond, and I don't want to let that go."

Blaine started to smile a little. "I feel the same way. You know after the blades and the molesting."

Kurt rolled his eyes, but smiled nonetheless, "I told you, I'm sorry." Kurt leaned in a little.

"It's okay." Blaine said breathy.

"Maybe, I should make it up to ya." Kurt whispered, face centimeters from Blaines.

"How ya gonna do that?" Blaine mumbled, lips so close to Kurts.

Kurt put a hand against Blaines cheek, and pressed his lips to Blaines. It took Blaine a second before he was kissing back, softly. Their lips moved together perfect. Blaine put his arms around Kurts neck, bring the blue eyed boy closer. Kurt leaned back onto his bed, bring Blaine down his him. Blaine put one leg on either side of Kurt, while Kurt placed his hands around Blaines waist. Kurt than slipped his tongue past Blaines lips, which Blaine pulled away slightly, laughing nervously.

"What's wrong?" Kurt whispered.

"I just, I've never done this before." Blaine admitted dumbly.

"Neither have I." Kurt smiled and brushed a curl out of Blaines face.

"Can we just, kiss the way we were?" Blaine asked embarrassed.

"Of course," Kurt leaned up to kiss Blaine once more. Blaine laid down on his side, next to Kurt, and Kurt did the same. They just laid, arms around each other, kissing.

"Lunch time." They heard the nurse announce over the PA system.

Blaine pulled away. "Wanna get lunch?"

"We don't need food." Kurt mumbled and kissed Blaines cheek.

"I do, I'm a growing boy." Blaine chuckled.

"You're not growing anymore." Kurt kissed Blaines temple.

"Hey!" Blaine laughed, trying to push Kurt away.

"No, stay." Kurt held onto Blaine tighter.

"What if I don't want to." Blaine teased.

"Than I'll be sad." Kurt pouted his lip.

"Oh, well, now that simply won't do." Blaine kissed Kurts lips.

"You don't wanna see me sad do ya?" Kurt whispered against Blaines lips.

"Never." Blaine ran his hand through Kurts hair as Kurt kissed Blaines cheek down to his neck.

"Than stay." Kurt whispered in a low voice into Blaines ear.

"I-I can do that." Blaine let out a breath.

"Good." Kurt chuckled and kissed Blaines lips.

"You're nuts." Blaine shook his head.

"Yeah, I've been told." Kurt whispered.

"Me too." Blaine replied, smiling against Kurts lips.

"I guess that must mean we are." Kurt said between soft kisses.

"Right now, I don't even care." was all Blaine said as he pressed his lips to Kurts, sufficiently making Kurt stop talking.

A/N : Now, I don't want anyone thinking that this happened to fast and that now wasn't the time. Things aren't going to continue to be happy. Sorry! So what I can tell you about chapter seven, is that it's not what you would expect from our boys.

xoxo

ashcanwrite