I was going to upload this earlier, but my computer whacked out and I had to get it fixed before it would let me upload or download anything... so I just restarted it and voila (not sure that's how its spelled, but oh well)! Next chapter should be up again in a few weeks or so, depending on how busy I get with school and work...

So, I changed the rating to M on this, in case anyone didn't notice. Right now it's more for aggression, violence, rape, depression, and might have some smutty scenes later on. I don't like spoilers, but I don't want anyone to read this that doesn't feel comfortable with the content. Do NOT read this chapter if you're uncomfortable with adult themes. I'm sorry to anyone who doesn't read M rated material who was reading before. I didn't realize it would end up this way (since it's been changing every time I start to write and will probably continue to change). Anyways, I'm thinking this is going to end about few chapters after this one… No spoilers for the ending just yet though (mostly since I don't even know how it will end just yet). Please review, favorite, whatever you want to do, etc, etc, etc...

Also, I don't own glee... or Chris... or Darren... much to my dismay.

Blaine had just put in the Princess Bride while Kurt had went to take a phone call from someone at school about the next week's homework. The past day, the two had spent together. They had talked, laughed, joked… everything they used to do so easily. Blaine could get used to this again. He missed Kurt, especially having Kurt to talk to. He really needed someone in his life to get him through everything that had happened. Jared was a jerk. Blaine still remembers every horrid detail from that night.

"Oh god Blaine, you are so delicious…" Jared crooned as he swept his tongue down Blaine's bare chest.

"Jared, stop. I don't want this anymore. I can't do it… I can't… please stop." Blaine tried pushing away from Jared, but the older boy held him firmly in place. Jared was a larger and stronger than Blaine anyways.

"Mmmmm… baby, you don't know what you're talking about. Just stop thinking about him and enjoy."

Blaine continued to struggle and tried to roll away when he felt something hit the side of his head and everything started spinning. Jared had hit him, hard, and then moved his lips close to Blaine's ear and whisper-growled menacingly, "Now stop moving or this won't be pleasant for either of us."

That voice terrified him. Blaine could feel the tears rolling down his face. Jared had been there for him for so long, why was he doing this to him now?

The humiliation of what the other boy was doing to his body was too much for Blaine… he zoned out and tried to think of happier times. He remembered Dalton and the Warblers. Yes, singing lead had been a happy time in his life. He also remembered Kurt. The one person who had been there for him, especially in his times of need. He had been the one who had given Blaine the courage to be himself, to start a relationship when he was so scared of what everyone else might think, the one who had brought him here to New York to live away from all of the mocking and drama of small-town Ohio. Kurt had been his very best friend…

As Blaine was thinking these thoughts, he could feel Jared moving on him. He tried not to think about what was actually happening or what might happen within the hour. There was nothing Blaine could do. He still felt fuzzy from the alcohol he'd been drinking earlier that night, and Jared smacking him upside the head didn't help at all. He thought about trying to get away again, then felt the throbbing in his head. Honestly, he didn't think he could move it he tried.

Jared's fingers started to trace down Blaine's body, touching and stroking every inch of him. Blaine had never been more humiliated in his life. How could someone take such a beautiful act and turn it into something so disgraceful and disgusting? Jared's hands found what they'd been looking for and Blaine remembers trying to block the image out of his mind. He hated that his body was responding to the touch, he hated every second of it. He hated this, he hated Jared, he ha-"

"Blaine? Is everything alright? You've been awfully quiet tonight," Kurt said concernedly as he slid his hand into Blaine's and plopped down on the sofa next to him to watch The Princess Bride. It was Sunday afternoon and they were taking things easy until their flight to Paris the next morning.

Blaine was broke out of his reverie and somewhat jumped, but not enough for Kurt to notice, "Huh? Oh, uh, yeah… Just… I've just been thinking over some things lately."

"Oh?" Kurt suddenly seemed more concerned, looking at Blaine with troubled eyes, "what kind of things? Do you want to talk about it? Cause if you do, we can talk instead of watch the movie," Kurt suddenly let go of his boyfriend's hand and sat to face him. He'd been trying hard to be the best boyfriend for Blaine. He couldn't lose him, not again.

"Kurt… I," Blaine took a long breath and forced a smile on his face and continued, "I'm just really glad you're back. I've missed you," he said and leaned over to place a chaste kiss on his boyfriend's lips, "I love you."

"I love you too," Kurt said as he half-heartedly smiled, but didn't seem quite convinced at Blaine's sudden change. Yet, he played along for his boyfriend's sake and knew that when Blaine was ready to tell him whatever was bothering him, he would.

That evening, the two watched a couple of different movies, acting out scenes together, yelling out lines before they actually happened on the shows, cuddling close to one another, and just enjoying being together again. When the night finally came to an end, Blaine just laid on Kurt's couch, his head resting on his boyfriend's chest. They lay there just happy to be together for quite some time until Kurt spoke up.

"So, uh," the younger boy shifted slight and Blaine slowly sat up to look at him in the eyes. Kurt was quiet for a minute before blurting out, "Doyouwantostayheretonight?" in one breath before blushing and averting his eyes from Blaine.

"What?" Blaine asked dumbstruck, even though he was sure he'd heard every hurried word Kurt had just said.

Slowing down a little, Kurt asked again, "Do you want to stay here tonight? I mean, I get it if you don't, but I just… you know."

Blaine thought for a moment before answering, "I'd love to stay tonight Kurt. It's pretty late anyways and my apartment's on the way to the airport. We can just grab my luggage on our way there. That way, we won't have to take separate cabs anyways. It's a win-win for both of us!"

Kurt smiled and took a step closer to Blaine. He had a look on his face before he practically growled, "that's what I was hoping you'd say."

He then grabbed Blaine by his shirt and pulled him flush against his body. His lips crashed onto his boyfriend's and they started moving in unison, taking in everything like their lives depended on this one kiss. Kurt lightly licked on Blaine's lower lip and Blaine opened his mouth to allow Kurt entrance. Their tongues swirled around one another so perfectly. When they finally had to take a breath, Blaine could only say one thing, "Wow," before Kurt pulled him in again and started kissing him even more forcefully. Blaine moaned into his mouth and was enjoying every second of this while it lasted.

At least he was until Kurt started to move his hands lower and reached into Blaine's back pockets to cup his ass. At this movement, Blaine froze, hearing a voice far off in the distant as the memory racked his brain.

"Oh, wow, you're so tight, hold still…"

Blaine pulled back and jumped away from Kurt. He turned around before seeing the look of utter confusion and hurt on his boyfriend's face. Blaine was breathing harder than usual after making out and Kurt wasn't quite sure what he had done wrong.

"Blaine, honey," Kurt walked over to stand behind Blaine and put a comforting hand on the older boy's shoulder, but Blaine just moved away from him and wrapped his arms around his middle, still not looking at Kurt.

"I… I'm sorry Kurt. Maybe we shouldn't go so fast. I mean, we just got back into this, maybe we should slow down…" Blaine said, staring at his feet, his back still turned on Kurt.

"Hon, I can tell something's wrong. We've went further than this and it never bothered you before. And you were acting really weird earlier this evening. Are you sure you're alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine, just, can we just drop it?" Blaine said a little angrily before finally turned to Kurt and the pained look in the older boy's eyes sent tears to Kurt's eyes. Something was definitely wrong, but should Kurt approach the topic right now or wait?

"Blaine… something is wrong. How are we supposed to get through this relationship unless we are completely honest with each other? That's one of the things that broke us up in the first place, remember? So please, tell me what's going on. I want to help you. I want to be here for you, no matter what you're going through."

Kurt was standing right in front of Blaine now and slowly reached his hand out to put Blaine's chin up so they were staring straight into one another's eyes.

Blaine looked so lost and hurt and scared. Kurt had never seen him like this before (he wondered if this was how Blaine looked months ago when he left, but decided not to dwell on that thought).

Blaine tried to look somewhere else, anywhere but Kurt's face because he knew if he kept looking, he would ruin their week in Paris. He would tell Kurt everything. He didn't want to burden Kurt with this problem just yet though. He couldn't believe that one little touch sent him into such a frenzy. I mean, I know I've been having nightmares and stuff about this, but now it's haunting me when I'm with my boyfriend? A man I know loves me as much as I love him? What if this never goes away? Kurt at least deserves to know why I'm acting so weird right? Or will that just drive him away again?

Blaine closed his eyes, opened them and found Kurt still there, looking at him with the same worried expression on his face. Finally, Blaine spoke.

"He hurt me."

It was barely audible, but it was all he said. It was all he could say because he knew if he said any more, nothing good would come out of it. He knew he'd start crying if he said anymore and he just wasn't ready to relive those details. Kurt's face turned from worried, to dumbstruck, to livid, then to a mix between livid and worried.

His voice quivered when he asked Blaine one simple question, "How?"

"I… I can't relive that, not yet," Blaine said, then he broke down and Kurt was there, holding him close and whispering soft nothings into his hair. He pushed back the curls and held Blaine closely and let the other boy cry. Kurt knew that sooner or later, they'd have to deal with the details, but he would let Blaine decide when that would be. He couldn't push his boyfriend into any more trauma tonight. He'd already experienced too much for a lifetime.

On the inside, Kurt was furious. Jared was going to pay for this. He was going to pay for everything and more. I might seem like a weakling, but I can kick his ass any day. He will pay for what he did to Blaine. No one hurts my man and gets away with it, especially not some scum bag like him. As Kurt thought of revenge plots, he led Blaine to his bedroom. They lay down on the bed together, Kurt making sure not to get too close so as not to cause Blaine to have another break down, but close enough that he could comfort his boyfriend.

Blaine was able to calm down once he was finally in bed. He felt his heart beat return to normal and his sobbing slowly went away as he could feel the warmth of Kurt lying on the other side of the bed. He knew that tomorrow Kurt wouldn't push him into any more details. He wouldn't push him at all. That was one thing about them; they knew when to ask and when to wait for the other one. They understood one another so naturally and Blaine loved that about them. He continued thinking happy thoughts about Kurt as he slowly, finally, fell asleep. That night, for the first time in months, he slept peacefully through the whole night.

The next morning came and everything from the night before was not forgotten, but not talked about yet. They had a plane to catch and barely made it on time for their flight. Blaine was in a much better state of mind and was practically as excited as Kurt. He hoped last night's affairs wouldn't affect their Paris trip; he wanted it to be special for Kurt.

They walked down the aisle to their seats and put their carry-on's in the baggage chamber above their heads. Settling down, they talked excitedly about the trip and what they wanted to do besides the day set aside for Kurt to see all of the newest fashions. As the flight took off, Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand and whispered excitedly into his ear, "Thank you for this… for everything. I love you."

Blaine turned and smiled at Kurt before tightening his grip slightly on his boyfriend's hand and leaning his head on his shoulder. He could hear the beating of their hearts, practically in synch with one another before he heard Kurt speak once again, oozing with excitement "I can't believe it… we're actually going to Paris!" as if the realization of the idea just hit him. Blaine looked up, laughed, and laid his head back on Kurt's shoulder as they settled into a comfortable silence while the plane leveled out in the air.

Among their preoccupied happiness, they didn't notice the figure in the back row of the plane. The tall man with dark hair and green eyes, watching them intensely. Yes, hethought, we're actually going to Paris. Then he turned to look out the window, glancing back at the couple every few moments, jealousy boiling in his gut every time he saw them grab one another's hands or laugh and smile. This would definitely be a memorable trip… for all of them.