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"Glee" belongs to Ryan Murphy
"Dalton" belongs to CP Coulter
Blaine stepped out of his camper and straight into a small pud muddle. He swore and ran a hand through ungelled curls as the mud seeped over the edge of his sandals and on to his feet. He lifted his foot and sighed.
Kurt was in the camper fast asleep. The dawn was just getting ready to break. Blaine was a morning person; he was usually the first one up in the mornings. Around him, the campground was quiet as the birds began to chirp.
Blaine shrugged off the mud and started off. Harvey was usually up at this hour. Hopefully he'd be up so Blaine could tell him about Kurt's untimely arrival.
Kurt had slept like a rock the whole night. When Blaine had gotten up that morning, Kurt was in the same position that Blaine had left him in that night. Not that Blaine remembered, it had just looked…familiar. The position that he fell asleep in? This stalkerish Blaine. Like, Shane-stalkerish.
Blaine shrugged it off for the moment, though Kurt's blue eyes were the only thing that were in his head at that moment.
He approached Harvey's trailer and knocked quietly. "Come in Blaine."
Blaine opened the door, peering in. Harvey sat at his desk, flipping through papers. He smiled at Blaine when he looked up and beckoned him in. "I assume you're hear to talk about the arrival of Kurt last night, am I right?"
Blaine's eyes widened. "W-wha-how did you -?"
"Reed came last night and told me."
Blaine pursed his lips. He'd hoped that the drama of Kurt's arrival wouldn't spread around the camp. Reed wasn't gossipy, so the only other person he could've told would be Shane. And Blaine was going to corner them both after this.
"So, as for Kurt's arrival, he'll have to come talk to me himself. Do you know what happened that brought him here?"
Blaine nodded. "Yeah, he doesn't really want to talk about it though."
Harvey shrugged. "He'll come around. He doesn't have to tell anyone else. For now Blaine, just…keep an eye on him." Harvey smiled knowingly. "A few anonymous sources have already told me that the two of you have grown rather close."
Blaine blushed. Rather hard.
Harvey laughed. "I'll let you know when I can speak to him. For now, just focus on getting him comfortable."
Blaine nodded. "Yes sir."
Blaine closed the door and stood for a moment on the step. Then he turned around and said loudly, "Okay, come out anonymous sources!"
The Tweedles stepped out from the bushes with matching smiles. Wes and David peered out from the other side of the camper.
"Morning lover boy!" They called cheerfully.
Blaine groaned and ran his hands through his hair. "You guys are creepers, you know that?"
"I don't have the faintest idea what you're talking about!" Shane stuck his head out from under the camper, grinning ear to ear. Blaine rolled his eyes.
"Look, did Reed tell you all about what happened?"
"No actually I didn't." Reed stepped out from the other side of the camper, arms crossed defiantly. "I told Shane and made him promise not to tell anyone. They found out on their own."
"The Caterpillar told us!" the Tweedles chirped, wearing innocent faces. "Alice came here all alone in the rain." They pushed their bottom lips out. "And only you know why!"
Blaine sighed. "Look guys, I'm sure when Kurt's okay with handling us, he'll tell us why he came here. But for now, just focus on making him comfortable."
"And why would we do anything other than that?" Wes smirked.
Kurt poked his head around the camper door. The sun was shining weakly and he stepped over the mud that graced the entrance to their camper. He'd slept better that night then he had in long time. Maybe it was the fact that he knew that Blaine was watching over him, maybe it was because he was far away from his grandparents…okay, he had a pretty sure idea that it was the first one, but he was going to ignore that for the time being.
He wrapped his coat around himself tighter. It was the same one he had worn on the way to the campground the night before. He was loathe to wear it, but he didn't really have any other choice. He wondered where Blaine had gone.
Trying to remember his way around, he wandered the maze of campers, biting his lip in anxiety. Everything looked the same.
A hand tapped him on shoulder and he spun around to meet emerald eyes.
Logan smirked lightly when he saw Kurt's face. "You're here a little early, aren't you?"
Kurt shrugged and smiled, feeling odd under Logan's intense gaze. "I guess."
Logan smiled smoothly and put his hands behind his back, observing Kurt. "So, what brings you here at this time?"
Kurt looked down at the ground, unsure if he was willing to trust Logan yet. "Just…stuff."
"Really?" Logan raised his eyebrows amusedly.
"Yes. Very secretive stuff." Kurt smiled, feeling his old bravado of sarcasm and witty remarks returning to him.
Logan chuckled. "I'm good at keeping secrets." He winked.
"Really?" Kurt raised an eyebrow and began walking, Logan stepping in time beside him.
"So, how are you enjoying the life of a circus so far?"
Kurt shrugged. "So far so good. Everyone'e been so nice so far."
Logan laughed. "Yeah, most of us aren't so bad. If not, pesky." His eyes narrows slightly.
Kurt gazed around. "Not that. Their peskiness is overall endearing."
"Well if they like you, you're in good shape." Logan shrugged.
"And if they don't?" Kurt turned to look at Logan.
"Kurt?"
Blaine wandered around the corner of the nearest trailer, looking around. His eyes alighted on Logan and Kurt standing amicably in the row and his eyes narrowed slightly. "There you are."
Both Logan and Kurt noticed the false kindness in Blaine's voice as he walked towards them, smiling. "Harvey wants to talk to you."
"Oh, okay." Kurt smiled bravely. "Er, where's his trailer?"
"Here, follow me." Blaine smiled and held out his hand. Kurt took it and turned to Logan. "Nice talking to you!"
"The pleasure's all mine." Logan smirked. As Kurt turned around Blaine shot Logan a look that promised something ugly later.
Logan watched them go, eyes fastened on Kurt. He didn't know what part of the blue-eyed boy had caught his eye, but he was getting an eyeful.
A pair of arms grabbed each of his own. "Hello Knave." one voice whispered in his ear.
"Let's go have a talk." an identical voice murmured. And with that, he was pulled away into the maze of metal and wheels.
The conspirators were huddled around the door to Harvey's trailer, looking at it with focused expressions. Everyone was present minus the Tweedles and Kurt – who was inside the camper.
Blaine was the only one not looking at the door, instead seemingly analyzing the ground, lip worried between his teeth. Logan was not good for Kurt. Blaine had barely survived last year with Logan. Besides…Kurt was too good for Logan. Look at you, you barely know him, his inner voice chided. But anyone's too good for Logan.
"Shh!" Wes whispered. "I can hear them coming to the door."
The boys scrambled away, except Blaine, who merely looked up at the door as it swung open. Kurt was smiling gratefully at Harvey. "...not a problem Mr. Hummel."
"Thank you, so much." Kurt shook Harvey's hand, eyes bright. He stepped down from the trailer and Harvey closed the door. The boys around the melted out of the scenery. "Well?" Blaine asked kindly.
"My grandparents already called him; said I'd be better off with you guys then with them. Good riddance." Kurt smiled freely. Blaine grinned and the boys around them cheered.
"Alice is here to stay!"
AN: Oh Logan, you sly fox. Why can't I know you as well as I know Rane? It's just you I have trouble with. Everyone else, its fine, but you…*shakes head*
Sorry for lack of update. Been busy with…stuff.
So an unexpected ship jumped aboard in this story. Hopefully you'll be able to see it later :)
Well, I'll see you guys later!
Love Lala, xoxo