Title: Stained Glass Heart
Author: lady_gelfling
Warnings: Sex, language, violence
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 2,602
Pairings: Kurt/Blaine, slight Kurt/Karofsky, Quinn/Puck
Summary: In the kingdom of Dalton, a war between faeries and humans is waging. With the humans' lust for the faeries' powers, and the faeries' lust for revenge, it is inconceivable for them to fall in love. But Kurt and Blaine will defy gravity and change it all.
A/N: Sorry it took me so long to get this out to you guys! Here you go!
Every faeren clan is governed by a Council. The members of the Council are elected, having been proved to be wise, just, empathetic, and firm. They are the clan's leaders, and in charge of all major decisions. There is a Council meeting held on a regular basis, in which all faeries are required to attend. It can be as simple as a briefing of the clan's status, or as complex as an exit ceremony, in which a faerie leaves the clan.
However, on rare occasions, trials of sorts are held. Faeren clans are not democratic creatures, so it is not a trial of crime, rather a decision making process. More often than not, a clan is faced with a rare situation, and must decide how to proceed. The Council makes decisions with input from the faeren clan, but their decision is always final.
"The Council meeting will now come to order!"
In the McKinley village, every dwelling is slightly underground, made out of the hollow space underneath the roots of the large trees, and the hollowed out log of the still standing trees. In the center of the village the largest tree stands. It is a hollow sequoia tree, large in diameter and height. It is the village center, the host dwelling for all Council meetings.
The Titan clan was currently gathered in the tree, as the full moon shone brightly above them. The four Council members were seated at their desks, on the ground, while other faeries varied in positions, from the ground, to hovering above, watching the scene play out below them.
The Council of course, went through all official procedures, addressing the food storage, and the duties, reassigning what needed to be done to different faeries. However, it was all mundane, trivial policies, of little consequence. Every faerie in the tree was practically buzzing with anticipation, all attention focused on the sole human in their presence, even if their eyes were glancing other directions.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the Council finally turned to address the pink elephant in the tree.
"Fae K'yur'tea of the Hummel kinfolk. You have brought with you a human, to our sacred ground, our sanctuary." The head Councilman, Princeiple Figgins looked sternly at Kurt, but Kurt was not scared in the least. Old Figgy was a softy, and everyone knew it. While he was not helpful in the least, when it had come to Kurt's announcement that he would eventually mate a male faerie, he certainly would not propose doing something as drastic as executing Blaine. He just had to work on convincing Figgins to keep him with the clan.
"I did. But ten years ago, I formed a friendship bond with this human. In those ten years, he has never killed a faerie, nor eaten one, or used any part of a faerie for human means." Kurt had been very thorough on interrogating Blaine on that. It had been vital information, and it was a powerful bit of news, one that might sway the Council in a certain direction.
"Did we ask you that ladyface?" Sue sneered down from her seat, and Kurt tried to roll his eyes. He really didn't understand how any of these faeries were on the council. Sure, William was nice, but he was often biased, and couldn't see past his own familial drama. And Emma was a sweetheart with an amazing sense of dress, but she was nervous and stuttering, unable to really enforce any laws set down. Figgins was literally useless, a mere puppet for Sue to pull the strings of.
And then of course, there was Sue, of the Sylvester kinfolk.
Sue was a case all on her own. Her sister, Jean, had been a sweet, kind hearted faerie. Born without wings, she had lived in a clan with many other disabled faeries resided. But when the clan had been attacked, Jean had not survived. Kurt would have liked to say that Sue's heart grew cold then, but in reality, it had never been warm in the first place. She seemed to have a soft spot for Kurt, but that alleged 'soft' spot was still as hard as a diamond.
"I was under the impression that I would be defending Blaine. After all, I brought him here. This is, how you so eloquently put it, my mess to clean up, is it not?" He smiled softly at Blaine, letting him know in his silent way, that he did not place any blame upon Blaine's shoulders at all. It was out of his hands, and Kurt knew that. Blaine wasn't a mess at all, in fact, he might be the very person that saved Kurt from his own mess of insanity that his life had become lately.
"Bah. Why does he need to be defended? He's a human! I say we chop out his liver and give it to the vultures, and then cut out his arteries to make salami. I hear humans make very good meat. Isn't that what they say about us?"
Blaine's pretty hazel eyes were wide with panic, and several faeries looked disturbed, including William. Emma looked fairly green around the ears, and Kurt clenched his fists in anger. He liked Sue well enough-though he thought she was insane and psychopathic-but he liked Blaine better. Hell, he liked Blaine better than just about anyone in this godforsaken clan. And he hadn't seen the man in ten years.
"Yes, thank you for that graphic picture Sue. We will most certainly not be eating him, humans are disgusting creatures anyways. But I must admit, she, and the other faeries have a point. Why don't we kill him? He's a human, if we set him free, he will simply go running back to his friends, and we will have to relocate. It's just a human life, we can offer him as a sacrifice to Ahmras. Surely he'll be grateful for a human sacrifice."
Kurt swallowed, preparing for the inevitable plunge. "Then I propose we don't send him back to the humans." He sensed the frowns and the confusion directed his way. Oh god, he was so going to be shoving pixie dust for this.
"I propose letting Blaine stay here, and become one of our clan."
Almost instantaneously there were uproarious shouts of protest. Kurt had known that it wouldn't go over well, but he had expected a little better support than this. These were his friends, his family. Didn't they trust him? They knew how careful and guarded he was with his heart, they knew he would not just go out on a limb, and risk his reputation for this.
Blaine was just worth it.
Speaking of the hazel eyed human, he seemed to have a sickly parlor about him, and he was swallowing, sweat clinging to his forehead. His curls had sprung up from whatever sap that he used to hold them down, and Kurt immediately noted that they looked good like that.
"You can't be serious!" Figgins protested, and Kurt fixed him with an even stare. He had proved to be weak when it came to the Hummel kinfolk before. Sure, that had been Burt threatening him when Kurt's safety had been compromised, but Kurt knew he had his glares down. He could easily intimidate the Councilman.
Sue was a little harder.
"Of course he's serious. He's just delusional and brain damaged." She sniffed, and Kurt's hands curled into fists. "He cannot even fathom what bringing a human into our clan would do to us, and he is making dangerous assumptions. Of course we won't accept him into the clan."
It was then that Kurt began to despair. He had been clinging onto the hope that the Council would at least hear him out, but it seemed that they were immediately ready to dismiss him. Couldn't they see how important Blaine was to him? Couldn't they see that they had a bond, one stronger than a mere friendship tie?
"Wait a minute Sue." William said from his place next to Sue. "I think we should listen to Kurt. He's a good faerie, he wouldn't have asked this of us without giving us a good reason. Plus, he does have a strong bond with this human. Something tells me he isn't going to go down with a fight."
Kurt let out an inaudible sigh of relief. He wasn't going down. Not yet. Ignorant and uninvolved though William may be, he had his good moments, and he was sticking up for him. He was giving Kurt a chance. And one single chance was all he needed. He had long ago learned how to get what he wanted through speech.
"This human was a scout in the Warblers Army." Kurt began, noticing immediately the tension that enveloped the room. A human was bad enough, but a military human was one of the worst possibilities imaginable. "Yet he has never killed a faerie. He's not lying, we would all know if he was. How many humans can claim the same feat?"
"While that's lovely for him, how does this relate to us?" Emma asked meekly, speaking up for the first time. Kurt sighed. If not even Emma was on his side, this was going to be harder than he had thought. But he refused to let Blaine go again. He did not know the depth of their bond, but he would be damned if he didn't find out. If the Council kicked him out of the clan, Kurt would follow without a doubt.
"He is no threat to us. He won't harm us. I have him bound to an oath, a sacred oath that he would never kill a faerie."
Apparently this caused more of an uproar than anything that he had said so far. Good to know that priorities were in order.
"Who the hell authorized you to form a sacred oath Porcelain?" Sue demanded, now standing menacingly above him. Will and Emma were talking nervously, casting Kurt disappointed glances. However, Kurt remained calm and collected, simply rolling his eyes. And they said he was melodramatic.
"I wasn't authorized. But considering I was eight at the time, I was covered by the Ignorance Doctrine." His words had the opposite effects of his last statement, instantly calming the clan. The faeries who had stood in their outrage were now seated again, waiting to hear Kurt out.
"You bound him to a sacred oath when you were a faeling?" Figgins asked him suspiciously, and Kurt nodded. Hot damn he was just that good.
"Yes. He gave his full consent of course." Figgins nodded sharply, and then began again. "Still, I do not see how his admittance into the clan would not be detrimental to our safety. You seem to be implying that by being in the army, he could help us. How?"
Kurt nodded, and smiled slightly at Blaine. "He was a scout. He knows how the army works. If ever we are in a position of danger, he could assist us, predict the enemy's moves. That is why he will help." Kurt saw the nervous look appear on Blaine's face. Okay, so he was stretching it. He didn't know if Blaine would be able to predict the army's moves, that was a lot to ask of him. But right now, all that mattered was making sure that Blaine was safe, that the Council allowed him to become a member of the faeren clan.
William stroked his butt chin, and Emma tugged on a curly lock of hair nervously. Figgins glanced over towards Sue, who simply fixed Kurt with a steely glare. "Well that's all well and good Porcelain, but we can't just take your word because you think he's attractive." Kurt, for his part, managed not to blush, though Blaine did, and he saw Dave stiffen out of the corner of his eye.
"We need someone else to vouch for him, to take him in. And frankly doll, it ain't gonna be you." Why not? Why couldn't it be Kurt? Blaine was Kurt's, he could take care of the human. Why did someone else have to do it?
Oh right. Because he was betrothed. Because his job was to stay at home, take care of babies, and be a good husband to Dave.
Because he couldn't love Blaine.
"I'll do it. I'll vouch for him."
The entire clan turned around, and Kurt swerved his neck so fast he got whiplash. Seeing the mohawked man standing and vouching for Blaine warmed his heart. He had never loved Noah Puckerman more than at that moment.
However, the Council didn't seem to be buying it; at least, Sue didn't seem to be buying it. "You're not allowed to vouch Swifter Head!" She cried, pointing an accusing finger at Noah. She was legendary for her derogatory nicknames, though Kurt had to admit that his really wasn't that bad. "You're a human!"
At this, Blaine immediately turned to look at Noah, and he met the other human's eyes. They exchanged a glance, brief, yet it seemed to convey everything they were both thinking. Noah seemed to understand after only a second that Blaine couldn't leave. Not when something so important was tying him here.
"Then I'll vouch for him." Only a moment later Quinn of the Fabray kinfolk stood up, and Kurt nearly sagged with relief. Thank god. He always knew he loved Quinn. He would babysit Beth for months for this. And bake. Hell, he would bake them a freaking feast for this.
Kurt really loved his friends.
"Really Q? You're turning into quite the little human lover over there." Sue sneered, and Quinn drew herself up to her full height. She knew that Sue was still bitter about that. Quinn had been Sue's protégé, until of course, she decided to mate with a human, and defy all clan laws by insisting that he stay. Sue Sylvester never forgot a grudge, and she never hesitated to take things out on Quinn.
But Quinn was no coward. "I see nothing wrong with humans. We cannot judge their race by the actions of many. Generalizations and assumptions are dangerous, fatal even. I choose to judge every person individually, by character. I will vouch for Blaine, and we will accept him into our home."
"Quinn, are you sure about this?" Emma questioned softly, casting a nervous glance at Blaine. "I mean, you have a baby at home, do you really think that-"
"Oh please." Noah scoffed. "He's practically a leprechaun. If I can live with Beth, I am sure that he'll be fine." Quinn nodded in agreement with her mate, and smiled at Blaine. Blaine noted that she was very pretty. But not nearly as pretty as the faerie standing in front of him."
Staring at the Council, Kurt regarded them coolly, and watched in anticipation, as Figgins sighed. Standing up, he banged the traditional gavel down on the piece of wood that represented his desk.
"The Council's word is final. The human, Blaine Anderson, shall now stay, and be a part of the Titan clan."