Author's Note: Sorry, this is a harder story to write then I thought.
KagomeGirl021 :) You're very perceptive. I'm sure their friends will be okay with it. I mean its not like they asked for this to happen.
marli-slashs fan Thank you so much I love that you decided to give my story a chance.
eb012203 I know, this is killing me doing this to them.
Disclaimer. I don't own Glee.
Warnings. Their is character death in this story, don't read if its triggering.
"Kurt son, are you sure that's what you want?" Burt questioned Kurt the following day when Kurt ventured to his home to talk to him.
"Yes. If Blaine has to sacrifice everything he loves for his family, I will sacriface it all so Blaine won't be alone. Dad please? Talk to Principal Figgins for me please?"
"Kurt you don't have-"
"Yes I do dad. Blaine has done so much for me. I want to do this for him."
"Okay son, I'll arrange it all and get your things from Dalton. I'm sure you want to get back to Blaine's house. The memorial is in two days after all." Burt hugged his son, pulling out his cell phone to make a few calls.
Kurt arrived at Blaine's house just as Blaine did and as soon as he got out of the car he embraced Blaine. "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'll message all the Warblers, tell them I'll miss them and all-" Kurt silenced him by pressing a finger to his lips.
"Shhh its not goodbye, you can still see your friends on weekends. I promise. Come on let's get you inside." Kurt ushered the shorter boy inside, and they sat in the living room, making collages for Annie's memorial.
A few hours passed silently, until Blaine reached over grabbing Kurt's hand. "Kurt, can we go up to my room. I have to talk to you."
Kurt nodded, putting down the pictures in his hands and following Blaine upstairs to the slightly messy room. They sat on the bed and Blaine held one of Kurt's hand in both of his, looking at it as if it was the most amazing thing on Earth. "What did you want to speak about Blaine?"
"We're dating now right?" Kurt nodded slowly, confused. "Well I want you to know that I'm taking on responsibilities with Arrianna, I won't have alot of free time, maybe none at all. Anytime me and you hang out she'll be in the middle. I'm going to basically become her adopted dad. It's going to be stressful. I might get a temper sometimes. I just wanted to tell you this. If you can't handle any of that, tell me now, that way we can break it off immediately and still be friends. Please, tell me if you can handle it, its killing me to not know."
Kurt was shocked, he knew Blaine would be caring for the little infant. He didn't care though. He could handle spending his time with both Blaine and the newborn. Kurt leaned forward, softly giving Blaine a chaste kiss on the lips. "I won't leave you over something like that Blaine. I'm going to be here for you Blaine, right beside you helping you with that little girl, helping you keep your family happy."
Blaine smiled in relief and leaned back, pulling Kurt against his chest, "Thank you Kurt, that's a heavy weight off my shoulders."
"Anything for you honey." Kurt mumbled and they laid together on the bed, trying to send each other love that they were too scared to profess outloud.
"Kurtie! Arrianna is coming home today." Blaine said, bouncing on his heels as they all donned their coats, Carol who was still at Gran's house as well decided to stay and cook.
"Okay okay, calm down." Kurt mumbled as they went out to the car. Gran insisted on driving and Blaine insisted on sitting beside Kurt. They spoke quietly, making sure everything was situated for the memorial the following day.
"And remember, you have me, my dad, and Carol to help out with Arrianna tomorrow." Kurt reminded them as they went to the maternity ward. Gran got all the necessary papers filled out and they were finally able to carry Arriana out in a carseat.
"Wait Gran wait!" Blaine reached into Kurt's ever present shoulder bag, pulling out a tiny pale purple baby blanket that he had bought a few weeks before school let out. He gently covered the carseat, to keep any falling snow and cold wind out of the infant's face. "There, now to the car. Let me carry her?"
They managed to buckle the carseat in and after Kurt and Blaine sat on either side of it, when the car was heated Blaine pulled the blanket back to look at his sleeping niece.
"She is so beautiful." Blaine whispered, Kurt reached out a warm hand moving the blanket covering the Arrianna up under her chin.
"Yes she really is. Granny Meg do you have all the appropiate baby things already? If not I'll ask Carol to go to the store and pick up the immediate necessaries." Kurt said, his gaze never leaving Blaine's look of total admiration he was giving Arrianna.
"We have everything we need for the moment." At the house Blaine carried Arrianna in. Gran and Kurt followed, slightly amused how carefully he carried her. They went to the kitchen, where Carol was making something.
"Oh good you're back. The little one sleeping?"
"Yeah." Gran said smiling slightly. "What are you making?"
"Lasagna. Burt called, he wanted to make sure you was still okay with one of us driving you three." Carol said, watching Blaine and Gran.
"Yes. We'd actually prefer that." Gran said just as Arrianna started crying. "I think someone needs a bottle and a diaper change."
Blaine eagerly jumped up, finding the makings for the infants bottle and diapers. Kurt shook his head with a smile, carefully lifting Arrianna up, craddling her head in the nook of his arms. She immediatedly stopped crying, resorting to looking at Kurt with bright eyes. "Here babe, you feed her."
Kurt nodded, taking the bottle and holding it at the proper angle to Arrianna's lips. "There you go. Isn't that good little one?"
Carol and Gran both shared secret smiles, Kurt, was sitting in a chair feeding Arrianna and Blaine was leaning against the back of it, both of them watching Arrianna with adoring eyes. Gran stood silently, grabbing her camera and taking a picture of the three.
"Carol, honey, we'll have Kurt drive us to the memorial services, you can go home to your husband. But we thank you for all you've done. for us so far." Gran said softly as Kurt burped Arrianna and handed her to Blaine to change her diaper.
Blaine left the room, deciding it wasn't polite to change a newborn in the kitchen. "Yes, I'll stay another night here Carol to help them get used to having an infant around."
"We know Kurt, your dad and I had a feeling you'll spend most of your break and free time here helping out. We're fine with that." Carol said softly, getting the lasagna out. She pulled out three plates putting a piece on each plate, and some garlic bread. "But I'm going to go now, I hate leaving Finn and Burt home alone for so long."
They nodded, telling her bye, stating they will see her tomorrow and the Kurt was left alone with Gran. "Kurt honey, thank you for all you've done. You know you don't have to stay here."
"I want to, for Blaine, Arrianna and you. Annie was the sweetest person I have ever met this is going to be hard and me being here might be helpful." Kurt looked to the doorway and lowered his voice, "And you can't tell Blaine but I'm transferring back to Mickinley too. Dalton is really too much for my family to afford anyways so its not really hard for me to decide to switch back."
"Oh Kurt thats so sweet. You don't have to-"
"He doesn't have to what?" Blaine asked, coming back in with Arrianna to his shoulder.
"Nothing dear, nothing at all. How about we eat huh? Luckily we already got everything bought that we need for such a young baby, Kurt would you mind going up to the unfinished nursery and finding the fold up bassinet?"
Kurt nodded going to the door across from Blaine's room, opening it, the room was still a mess, they were in the process of getting it sat up and such, and Blaine was supposed to help move furniture around during his break, until of course Annie went into early labor. He found the bassinent folded in the corner and picked it up, along with another baby blanket, going back down stairs.
"I'll sit it up here, on the end of the table so we can monitor her okay?" He opened it, making sure it was stable, it was a light purple and white thing, truly beautiful. Blaine laid Arrianna in it, smiling to see she was sleeping. "Okay Blaine, we should eat meaning you need to sit down and stop starring holes into the little one."
Blaine grumbled but sat down as demanded. Eating slowly at his plate, glancing frequently to his sleeping niece, having her around will help him handle his lost. Kurt and Gran also knew that.
Author's Note: So what do you all think? The next chapter is the memorial funeral thing.