A/N: Here is chapter three guys! Like I said, Blaine training in this chapter! Also, some Karofsky (glares), back massages and possibly a little surprise fluff moment between our boys! Hurt Kurt, sad Blaine because I can't put it any other way, and multi-talented Kurt too and then the epic word we all love. ;) Their word! I wrote this last night but decided to hold off and post it until after I got some reviews for chapter two. Anyway, keep your ideas coming and thanks for the reviews and support and I'm really like the idea of Mike being a contortionist. That would work nicely guys! So thanks to those of you who came up with that. Artie could definitely be a magician I think. And one more question, do you think some should have double acts? We need acrobats and Tight rope walkers. ;) Enjoy chapter three!
Disclaimer: Oh I wish I were a Glee franchise owner, that is what I'd really like to be, because if I were a Glee franchise owner, I would own a piece of Glee. I don't own any of it though, so, guess I'm not. :(
It had been Finn at the door. He was just dropping off Blaine's stuff. David had made Wes give him their room key and that was when Blaine realized he still had his copy. He'd given the key to Finn who'd volunteered to run out and catch David so the boy could return the key to the school. Blaine wouldn't need it anymore.
Kurt had looked even more beautiful the moment he had stepped out of the bathroom in the double trailer. Blaine had been busy settling himself in the free bedroom and putting his things away by that time. But Kurt had been lax in silk pajamas with his hair still wet but oddly neatly styled all the same.
"Is it all right for you?" he asked Blaine, stepping into the extra room. Blaine had stopped and stared at him for several moments, knowing that hesitation would not be a pretty picture. Kurt smiled. "I'll take that as a yes." He blew Blaine a kiss goodnight and gracefully strolled from the room.
Blaine was surprised he had managed to sleep that night, though the odd sensation of moving while sleeping was oddly comforting.
Now he stood on the home base of the McKinley Big Top Circus, gazing around with wide eyes. The animals were being well taken care of, either by staff or student trainers. For instance, no one went near the lions and tigers except for the Mohawk boy, whom Blaine learned went by the name Puck. It wasn't the boy's real name but part of his last and that's what everyone called him, except Rachel. Blaine was quick to notice that she only ever called him Noah. Puck seemed unfazed by it. Actually, the only other person Blaine had seen get away with calling the boy by his real name was Kurt. But apparently, the boy was impossible to get mad at and many of the performers were quite protective of him.
"Okay Blaine," Kurt said and Blaine snapped out of his reverie. Kurt was holding a helmet. "You ever been on a motorcycle?" he asked. Blaine raised an eyebrow.
"Wait, I thought I was going to be the dare devil." Kurt laughed.
"You are. But motorcycles can be used in more than one act," he said.
Blaine was intrigued. Kurt slid his hand into his and pulled him along into the tent. Blaine found that there was a motorcycle waiting for him. Kurt held out the helmet.
The curly-haired boy took the helmet and pulled it on, swinging one leg over the motorcycle. Truth be told, he did know how to ride one. His older brother Cooper had taught him.
It wasn't until he was situating himself on the bike that Blaine noticed the thick wire protruding from under the front wheel. He followed it with his eyes as it traveled up and up and up to a small tiny platform, high in the air. "Uh…Kurt?" he asked, turning his head to look at the boy. He blushed when he noticed Kurt was sitting on the ground stretching out his limbs. Apparently, he was going to practice while trying to help Blaine train. Wait, why was he helping Blaine train? Forgetting about the wire, he went for a different question.
"Yes?" Kurt asked sweetly. Blaine swallowed.
"Why are you training me?" Kurt looked at him for a moment.
Slowly, the boy stood up and gestured for Blaine to step off the bike. The shorter boy did, though very confused. Kurt took his place, expertly revving the handles. He seemed almost oblivious to the wire.
"You know there's a wire there right?" Blaine asked. Kurt just grinned at him.
"There's something I forgot to mention to you about me," the boy said. Blaine inclined his head to one side, wondering what Kurt was getting at. "I was considered once for the dare devil act. I could have it if I wanted." Blaine looked puzzled.
"So, why don't you?" he asked. Kurt smiled and laughed lightly, revving the handles on the bike again. Blaine waited.
"Because I much prefer the aerial act. It's more beautiful and graceful."
That was all he said. In the next instant, Kurt revved the bike one more time and pressed on the gas. Blaine watched as he flawlessly rode the motorcycle halfway up the wire. Wait! Up the wire? How the hell could someone ride a motorcycle on a wire? Blaine had seen people at the circus ride a regular bicycle on one before but a motorcycle? He wasn't sure if he could handle that.
Kurt was balancing the bike halfway up the wire, revving the handles. It was than that Blaine realized the boy wasn't wearing a helmet and his heart clenched in fear. Kurt turned his head to smile back at Blaine.
"We've got a safety net for you to practice with. Start small. All I want you to learn right now is how to balance the bike and ride up the wire," he called back to him. "That's why you have a helmet because you're new and we don't want you hurt." Blaine listened intently, thinking about how badly he didn't want Kurt to get hurt.
The pale boy revved the bike again and Blaine watched him ride it up even higher before stopping. "If you're a fast learner, you should progress in no time and then, you'll be able to do this!" Kurt's voice rose higher as he climbed farther away from Blaine. What the hell was the boy talking about now? But what Kurt did next made Blaine wonder if it was possible to die of fright.
Kurt revved the bike and the next thing Blaine knew, he flung himself to the side. The entire bike, with Kurt on it rolled around the wire, suspending Kurt momentarily upside down before it righted itself back on top. Blaine wondered how the hell it hadn't fallen from the wire when Kurt had done that. It didn't seem possible. But God, he feared for Kurt's safety.
To his relief, after the short stunt, Kurt backed the motorcycle back down the wire and dismounted when he got to the floor, grinning.
"There is no way that's possible without falling off!" Blaine managed to sputter. His new friend laughed and reached up a pale hand to mess in Blaine's curls. The shorter boy hardly noticed.
"Sure there is. First, you need faith that you can do it. You need confidence, skill, patience, and most of all, courage."
Courage.
Just that one word suddenly had Blaine believing that he could do anything. He was ready to try.
Straightening up, Blaine gave a sharp nod of his head and mounted the bike. Kurt smiled at him. "Remember, I just want you to try balancing on the wire. Don't push yourself to high. The more you get used to it, the higher up you go," Kurt said.
Blaine knew he was right. He had to start small, not just jump into it. But he didn't doubt any of it now. He had a new determination and new hope that he could do this. God forbid he ends up becoming nothing but a clown. Leaving Dalton to end up, as a clown somehow didn't seem to be worth it, even if knowing Kurt was.
"Are you ready?" Kurt asked Blaine. The shorter boy nodded, revving the bike handles. "Inch yourself forward, no more than a foot or two," Kurt said. Blaine drew in a breath and pressed gently down on the gas pedal. The bike crept up the wire, a bit shaky because Blaine wasn't used to the narrow control. He gripped the handles harder and sucked a breath in. "That's it. Ease yourself up," Kurt said, encouraging Blaine. He did as he said, easing up the wire slowly and working on keeping the bike steady.
"Hey Lady Fairy!" came a shout suddenly and Blaine's concentration broke. The bike wobbled and the next think the boy knew, he found himself tumbling to the ground. Luckily, he hadn't been that high off it.
When Blaine looked up to see what the cause had been, he found a rather big guy marching toward them with a smirk on his face. Kurt was standing very straight, nose in the air and arms folded. Blaine was quite sure he was about to encounter his first confrontation with someone who was quite obviously not Kurt's friend.
"What do you want Karofsky?" Kurt snarled. Blaine recognized the name immediately. He stayed still.
"Who's the hobbit and what is he doing on my motorcycle?" the big guy spat.
Kurt rolled his eyes.
"Don't you roll your eyes at me Hummel!" Karofsky fisted his hand in Kurt's shirt and lifted the delicate boy off the ground. Kurt didn't seem fazed. But Blaine watched in horror as Karofsky threw Kurt harshly against the wooden planks that formed the ring. "Now, answer me Lady Fairy!" The bigger boy advanced on Kurt, fist pounding into his hand.
Kurt scoffed. "It's not your bike. You're a clown David," Kurt said, voice dripping in venom. Blaine could tell right away that this did not sit well with Karofsky. The boy lifted Kurt again.
"There is only going to be one dare devil in this circus and that's going to be me!" He threw Kurt once more and turned to Blaine. "You hear that lady boy? Don't even think about touching my bike again!"
The boy turned and stalked off. Blaine watched him go for a moment before slowly getting to his feet and approaching Kurt. The pale boy was now sitting on the ground, rubbing his backside, looking mildly pissed off. Blaine wondered if he was used to this.
Blaine held out a hand to Kurt who hesitated for a moment before taking it and allowing the shorter boy to pull him up.
"Are you all right?" Blaine asked gently. Kurt nodded, brushing off the back of his pants and shirt. "Are you sure?"
Kurt smiled at him. "I'm fine Blaine. Just a little bruised. But thank you for caring."
Blaine couldn't help but smile at that. But he didn't like that Kurt was bruised. Didn't that Karofsky guy know that Kurt was an aerialist? How the hell was he supposed to perform with bruises all over his body? Blaine got a sudden idea.
"Hey, why don't we go back to the trailer?" he asked. Kurt raised an eyebrow. "I'll give you a back massage." Blaine surprised himself at how shyly he said the second part.
For a moment Kurt just looked at him. Blaine could see the identical blush on his face that he knew had crept up his own. He felt scared for a moment that the other boy would say no. He'd barely known him a day. Was offering a famous Blaine Anderson back massage a little too soon, even for on the friendship level?
But than Kurt's face broke out into a smile.
"Lead the way," he said quietly. Blaine smiled back and offered his hand. Kurt took it shyly and the two boys left the main tent, headed for their trailer.
The moment they entered the trailer and shut the door, Blaine bit his lip. He was a bit embarrassed about saying the next part. Kurt was watching him. He took a breath. "Okay, go to your room, take your shirt off, and lie down on your stomach," he said, still biting his lip. Kurt flushed pink again but slowly nodded.
While Kurt headed into his small room, Blaine went to his own small quarters and grabbed some oils before retreating to their little kitchen and sticking the pots in the microwave, heating them for about forty-five seconds.
When he was done, he headed into Kurt's room and had to suck in a breath when he saw that Kurt was lying on his stomach on the bed, shirt casually discarded to the floor. Blaine couldn't help but to stare at the boy. His creamy pale skin was smooth and very soft looking. It would have been perfectly if not for the marring of bruises in all different stages of healing. Blaine felt like he wanted to cry for the boy. His body seemed to take a lot of hits.
Cautiously, Blaine crossed the room and climbed onto the bed. Kurt lifted his head and looked at him for a moment. He was blushing and God he looked so damn beautiful. A gentle smile crossed his face.
"Hey beautiful," he said without thinking and blushed deeply. Kurt just smiled gently.
"Hey yourself gorgeous," he replied. Blaine sucked in a breath. Did Kurt really think he was gorgeous? He put that aside and shuddered.
Drawing a breath, Blaine picked up the oils and dug his fingers into one of the pots, rubbing the stuff over his hands. "Just relax," he told Kurt, aware that his voice was wavering a bit.
"Are you okay Blaine?" the boy asked, turning his head back to face his headboard. Blaine nodded before realizing Kurt couldn't see him.
"I'm fine," he said, concentrating on keeping his voice steady. With a breath, he straddled the pale boy, resting one knee on either side of him and flushing as he realized he was now sitting on Kurt's ass. Normally, it didn't faze him as he did it all the time when his friends asked for a back massage. But this was different. This was Kurt, the most beautiful boy Blaine had ever seen in his life.
Taking another breath, Blaine leaned forward a bit and sank his hands gently into the flesh of Kurt's shoulders. He could tell immediately how tense the boy was. The oils would do some good. Blaine didn't miss the shudder that went through Kurt's body the moment he placed his hands on him but he pretended not to notice.
Blaine continued soothing the oils into Kurt's skin, letting the heat spread over his own hands and carefully kneading the muscles to soothe the tension and perhaps ache out of Kurt's back. He was very careful when kneading over bruises and stopped when his hands found the place of a few that were just blooming, probably the new ones.
For a long moment, Blaine stared at the spot, looking sadly at the darkening bruises and then without thinking, he leaned forward all the way and placed one, two, three gentle kisses to the bruised skin. This time, he paid complete attention to Kurt's body as it shuddered.
Kurt slowly turned his head to look at him and Blaine found himself staring back into those eyes that were pools of blue, green, and gray. They were so incredibly beautiful.
"Blaine?" Kurt questioned softly. It took Blaine a moment to react.
"Yes Kurt?" he said, blushing. Kurt looked at him, eyes never pulling from Blaine's.
"Did you just kiss my back?" he asked. Blaine blushed darker and finally tore his eyes away from Kurt's to look down, only to find his gaze resting on the small of the other boy's back.
"I'm sorry. I just can't bear to see you hurt. I know it's weird because we barely know each other but…" He trailed off, biting his lip.
Kurt maneuvered so that he was half twisted and his body was tilted up in such a way that he could see Blaine better. Propping himself up on one arm, he graced Blaine with the most beautiful smile the curly-haired boy had seen on him yet and God be damned if he didn't want to kiss him right than and there.
Blaine's eyes went to Kurt's lips. They looked so soft, so pink, and so very kissable. Blaine licked his own lips. He could feel his breath hitching.
"You're sweet Blaine," Kurt said softly. Blaine tried to force his gaze back to Kurt's eyes, tried to show that he was paying attention. "Sit down," Kurt said suddenly and Blaine was taken aback, snapping out of his daze.
"What?"
"Sit down," Kurt repeated.
"I am sitting down." Kurt laughed lightly.
"I meant on the bed silly," he said.
"Oh." Blaine blushed and slid from his straddling position to sit on the bed. Kurt pulled himself up into a sitting position. His hands found Blaine's which were now incredibly soft due to the oils he'd been using on Kurt's back. Again, Kurt's eyes found Blaine's and the two boys just sat there staring at each other.
It was kind of odd. Blaine could feel the butterflies stirring heavily in his stomach. He had only met Kurt the night before but already he felt such a strong connection. What was it? Why did he feel so strongly about this boy he hardly knew? And yet, he felt like he knew him better than he knew anyone.
Kurt lifted one of Blaine's hands and kissed the palm of it tenderly. Blaine shuddered.
"You're lips are soft," he said, voice very quiet. Kurt smiled at him.
"So are your hands," he said. Blaine managed a tiny smile. God, he just really wanted to kiss Kurt right than. He wanted to kiss the hell out of those pink lips. He wanted to make them swell and bruise from battling against his own. And then he wanted to kiss all over that creamy pale skin. He just wanted to ravish this boy. All the signs pointed to sexual tension and lust but that wasn't what Blaine was feeling. He wanted more than that with Kurt.
Blaine bit his lip an action Kurt didn't miss and his own eyes went directly to where Blaine's lower lip was pulled into his mouth. Goddamn the boy with the curly hair was driving him wild. But he was scared.
"Blaine?" Kurt asked quietly. Blaine looked at him, a rather caring but desiring look on his face. "Can I…tell you something?" he went on. Blaine's expression contained concern now.
"You can tell me anything Kurt."
"You promise you won't tell anyone? Not even Finn?"
Now Blaine was slightly worried. "I promise Kurt," he said quietly.
The other boy let out a breath and let go of one of Blaine's hands just long enough to run his hand over his face before he slipped it back. "It's about Karofsky," he said. He bit his lip and turned his eyes away.
"What about him Kurt?" Blaine asked gently, voice tinged with concern.
Kurt drew a breath. "The other day he…he…" He paused and bit his lip again.
"He what?" Blaine prompted.
"He kissed me," Kurt finally said.
Blaine stared at him for a very long time. What the hell? That jerk off had kissed Kurt and thought he could get away with it? Blaine felt sudden anger fill his body and the desire to go after that damn boy grew. He'd already hurt Kurt physically and now he was hurting him emotionally too. But Blaine didn't move. He stayed where he was, intent on only being with Kurt.
"You know the worst part?" Kurt asked.
"What?"
Kurt bit his lip. "Until than, I'd never been kissed. Not one that counted anyway."
If Blaine was angry before it was nothing to how he was feeling now. That jerk off had stolen Kurt's first kiss. How dare the asshole do something like that! How dare he! Who did he think he was? Not to mention he went around calling Kurt names, probably to make himself feel better and hide his shame of being gay. Well, that boy was going to pay for this. Blaine was going to make sure of it.
"Don't count that one either." Kurt looked at him oddly.
"Huh?"
Blaine's eyes were determined but gentle when he looked back at Kurt. "Don't count that one. You didn't want it right?" Kurt nodded. "Okay than. He forced himself on you. That one doesn't count."
Silence fell between them for a moment and Kurt looked away briefly before his eyes returned to Blaine's.
"Have you ever kissed anyone?"
Blaine was momentarily startled by the question. He sighed and let out a breath, giving his head a shake. No, he hadn't. He'd come close before when he'd been seeing this older guy named Jeremiah. But Jeremiah had dumped him, saying that he'd get arrested for being with him because Blaine was underage. It was really stupid. Blaine sighed.
"I've never been anyone's boyfriend really. I mean, I dated this guy once but it was never official. And than he blew me off." Kurt frowned.
"I'm sorry Blaine. That couldn't have felt nice."
Blaine shook his head. "No, it didn't. But its okay." Kurt squeezed his hands and silence fell again. After several more intensely quiet moments, Blaine said, "Kurt, can I try something?"
Kurt looked at him. "What do you want to try?"
"Do you trust me?" Blaine asked. He bit his lip. He was afraid that Kurt would take a while to answer that. But too his surprise, Kurt replied immediately.
"More than I've ever trusted anyone other than my own family," he said.
Both boys were shocked by Kurt's admission. They hadn't even known each other for a day yet and already Kurt had built a tremendous amount of trust in Blaine. That was enough. That was the final push Blaine needed.
Drawing a breath, the curly-haired boy leaned in and softly sealed his lips to Kurt's. He heard Kurt let out a small gasp of surprise but he didn't pull back. The next thing he knew, Kurt's lips were moving against his own. Blaine allowed his eyes to flutter shut. His hands pulled free of Kurt's and lifted to cup his face like they had the night before. Kurt slid his arms around Blaine's neck, pulling him closer.
Their lips danced against each other Blaine couldn't help but to let out a soft moan. He swiped his tongue out, licking desperately at Kurt's mouth. The other boy obliged, parting his lips to suck Blaine's tongue in. It was strange new territory but Blaine allowed himself the time to lick and taste every crevice of Kurt's mouth. God he tasted so good, kind of like vanilla and strawberries. Blaine wondered what Kurt had for breakfast that morning. Not that he cared.
He heard a groan leave Kurt's throat as the boy kissed him back and battled with Blaine's tongue, fighting for dominance over the kiss. God how he loved this! He was kissing Kurt. He was actually kissing Kurt! And the best part was that Kurt was kissing him back!
The need for air suddenly became insistent and Blaine reluctantly began to pull away from the other boy, sucking Kurt's bottom lip into his mouth as he did.
A small pop pierced the air as the two boys broke a part, breathing heavy and rapid. They both just stared at each for a long moment. Blaine's hands were still cupping Kurt's face.
"Wow…" he said finally. A smile made its way on to Kurt's face.
"I think a bigger word is in order," the pale boy whispered. Blaine could only smile lightly at him. It didn't help though when Kurt yawned afterward, something that probably would have ruined the moment at any other time but Blaine found that it was really adorable.
"Sleepy?" he asked. Kurt nodded. "Come on, let's take a nap," Blaine went on. "We can go back to training later." Kurt nodded again, lying down on the bed and pulling Blaine with him.
"Blaine?" Kurt asked after a few moments.
"Hmm?" Blaine replied. He felt Kurt shift and snuggled closer. He wrapped his arms around him tightly.
"Thank you for being so wonderful," the boy whispered. Blaine was caught by surprise. He turned his head and dropped a kiss on the other boy's forehead, smiling softly.
"You're welcome Kurt."
Quiet fell and after a moment, Blaine was sure Kurt had fallen asleep. But soon enough, he heard the other boy's voice again, trying to speak through the sleepy haze that had fallen over him. It was too damn adorable.
"Blaine?"
"Yes sweetie?" Blaine asked, the term of endearment just rolling off his tongue.
"What does this mean for us?"
Blaine stopped. He didn't even know. He'd just kissed Kurt, a boy he'd only met just last night. What did it mean for them? Should they go ahead and take that next step? Blaine honestly didn't know what to do. But he did know that he didn't want to mess this up. Rushing into things was probably not the smartest thing to do. He sighed heavily.
"I don't know Kurt," he said honestly. As Kurt looked up at him from where his head was now resting on Blaine's chest, Blaine locked his gaze on his eyes. "I like you a lot. Like, really like you but I don't want to mess this up." Kurt nodded his head, seeming to understand. "I think we should just take things slow for now and not jump into anything. But I would definitely kiss you again in a heartbeat."
That last sentence brought a smile to Kurt's face. "So no regrets?" he asked softly. Blaine smiled back.
"Not a one."
"Good, me either."
And that was the last thing said between them as both boys drifted off to sleep, content just to be in each other's arms.
A/N: YAY! They kissed, they kissed, they kissed! I'm a sucker for moving things faster because I just want it to happen haha! But they're not getting together yet so we'll just have to keep reading! Or you will. Reviews make me smile. Let me know what you thought and the motorcycle on the wire thing is something I saw that clown Bello I told you about do. Seriously, he rode up a wire on a motorcycle and than flipped around it on the motorcycle and if I remember right, I don't think he was wearing a helmet. Lot's of inspiration from Bello. Maybe like him, I'll have Blaine develop a special connection with an elephant and ride it in the show.