"Blaine Anderson, we need to talk," Kurt said in to the phone early Saturday morning. Even though Blaine was still more than half asleep he could tell Kurt was upset. No, upset was not the right word. Furious would be better.

"What's wrong?" Blaine asked sleepily as he tried to make himself more awake.

"Care to explain why Finn is talking about you being in a fight club?" Kurt asked.

Blaine bolted up in to a sitting position, wide awake. "What?"

"Finn, seems to be under the impression that you were in a fight club at Dalton. Care to explain?"

Blaine took a deep breath. "Kurt, could we talk about this in person?"

"Fine. I'll be by your house in a half hour."

"Ok," Blaine said and he hung up the phone. What was he supposed to tell Kurt? He told Kurt everything, with the exception of the fight club, of course. There was a good reason that Blaine left out this piece of information and that was because he knew Kurt would freak out. Sighing, Blaine got out of bed, took a shower, and got dressed. The whole time, Blaine was trying to figure out the best way to tell Kurt. He could try and down play how bad things got, but Kurt would be able to see right through that. And then there was the option of just telling Kurt straight out what had happened, with absolutely no lies.

Before he knew it, Kurt was ringing the doorbell. Blaine went downstairs, let Kurt in, and then led Kurt back upstairs to his room.

"You better have a good explanation," Kurt said seriously.

"What did Finn tell you?"

"That you joined a fight club while you were at Dalton."

"Well, that's true."

"Where on earth would you get some convoluted idea that joining a club where the goal is to beat the living crap out of other people was a good idea?" Kurt asked.

"I guess I just needed a way to let out my anger."

"So you joined a fight club?! There's other healthier, less violent ways to deal with that. I didn't even know Dalton had a fight club."

"Well the main rule is don't talk about fight club and the club was only started recently."

"How recently?" Kurt asked suspiciously.

"Shortly after I transferred. I was one of the people who helped to found it," Blaine said hesitantly. Kurt was irate just knowing that Blaine joined a fight club. How would Kurt react to knowing Blaine was the reason the club was started in the first place?

Kurt was fuming. "So not only did you join a fight club, but you started it?"

"Yeah." Blaine couldn't even look at Kurt right now. Blaine was now really regretting not telling Kurt sooner. Maybe then this all would have been easier. Maybe this whole thing could have been avoided in the first place.

"Why?" It was a simple question to ask, but a very difficult one to answer.

Blaine took a deep breath. "After Sadie Hawkins, I felt so vulnerable. After big things like that, doctors make you go to therapy. And well, um, my therapist recommended that I should try boxing as a way to release anger and stress because then I could also get the strength to fight back. It's not like he was saying that I should use violence, but by training I knew I had the strength to fight back."

"Ok, but that still doesn't explain why you started a club after everything you've been through. You know how bad it gets, why would you inflict that pain on someone else?" Kurt asked.

"I really don't know why I started it. I guess it felt better when I was fighting something that would fight back, almost like I was accomplishing more. Does that make sense?"

"In a strange, sadistic way, yes. But after all you went through, why? There were people who beat you to the point where you were in a coma."

"I know. I thought about that all the time. I think most of it just came from my anger. I'm not exactly proud of everything I did in that club, but in a strange way it helped. I started to feel better about myself after that. But I do wish that I could have found a better way."

"Can you just answer one final question for me?" Kurt asked quietly.

"Anything," Blaine said. At this point, Blaine had decides there was going to be no more secrets between him and Kurt.

"I know it was violent, but, um, did you get hurt?" Kurt asked timidly.

"What's your definition of hurt? There were always cuts and bruises. Those were guaranteed. But apart from that, nothing too major. I think I just sprained my wrist," Blaine said.

"And what about other people?" Kurt asked, even though he wasn't quite sure that he wanted to know the answer.

"Other people had it worse. There were sprains, dislocations, concussions, and broken bones every now and again."

"Please tell me that you were not one of those people inflicting the injuries."

"I never broke anyone's bones. But some people I fought ended up in bad shape because they swung poorly or fell awkwardly."

Kurt took a deep breath. It was a lot to take in. Kind, gentle Blaine had started a fight club. And he fought people. It was really a lot to process.

"Hey Kurt," Blaine asked after Kurt had stopped talking for a while. "Are you alright?"

"It's just a lot to take in."

"I know and you have to believe me when I say that I really wish I would have told you earlier."

"I really wish you would have told me earlier, too. I would have rather heard it from you as opposed to Finn."

"I wish you would have, too. Kurt, I'm so sorry."

"I forgive you, Blaine. But please promise me, no more secrets," Kurt said.

"I promise," Blaine said as he leaned in to kiss Kurt.

Author's Note:

One quick note on the previous chapter. It was a missing scene for "The First Time", hence why we don't see Blaine apologizing to Kurt.

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