A/N: I apologize it took so long. I started getting Writer's Block yet again. I told you all I get it frequently. How does everyone feel about the story so far? I feel like replying back to people who comment. I just really want to know what's on people's minds about this story/chapter/plot/characters. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

D/N: The characters of Glee within this story are not owned by me.

Kurts eyes fluttered open. He immediately saw a tent wall quivering from the wind. He looked up at the see-through ceiling and saw birds fly by and branches from the tree above wave. He stretched and felt warm legs behind his. In fact, there was a whole entire body behind him. He sat up and turned toward the body to find Blaine sleeping soundly, with one arm over Kurts waist.

He then noticed that both of their shirts were off, but not bottoms. However, Kurt had no underwear underneath his bottoms. He looked over at Blaines area and was curious himself. As softly and quietly as he could, he made his hand slip under the elastic of Blaines bottoms and felt nothing but skin.

Blaine stirred and began stretching. Kurt quickly yanked his hand out of Blaines bottoms and pretended he was stretching himself. Blaine yawned and through sleepy eyes looked over at Kurt and smiled. They both leaned in to give each other a quick kiss. After their lips parted, they hesitated in the same spot, just staring into each others eyes. Blaines eyes got wide as he jumped though and went to put on his tee shirt quickly. Kurt quickly got the hint and tried to find his, however he couldn't.

Kurt slipped into the sleeping bag and pretended to sleep. He felt movement within the tent as he thought it was Blaine moving around. He peeked and found Blaines and his dads legs in his view. He guessed that they were chatting. His dad being protective and asking how the boys night was and blah blah blah. A couple minutes later, Blaine tapped Kurt, indicating that it was okay to get up. With that scare, the boys finished getting ready for the day and went into the house. Both would give glances at each other and remember the night before. Kurt smirked to himself, feeling accomplished because he now knew what hid under those clothes.

The weekend was filled with fun activities the two of them shared. Between paper airplane wars at pillow forts, exploring Lima, Ohio as if they were tourists, having a dinner at the one and only Breadstix and the next two nights in the backyard tent exploring their bodies again, the two of them spent the weekend as if it was their last. But they knew it wasn't going to be. The feeling heightened though went they thought about it differently.

When Blaine went home Sunday afternoon to go to his old school, Kurt felt a little empty. However, the emptiness wasn't worthy of a cutting. Kurt felt like he could deal with this. He felt that he could conquer the feeling, the temptation. That is... until he realized that the next day at school Amizio Adams would be back from his two week long suspension. Immediately, a weight fell onto his chest. His whole weekend, happy feeling and all, was gone due to a worried feeling about the next day.

Kurt walked through the halls on extreme lookout for Amizio, or any other jock for that matter. This was his senior year of high school and he was not going to have it ruined by him or anyone else. It was already bad enough that he finally started seeing his bruises fade.

Fall was on verge and the air was getting even more chilly than before. The 60's were going to hit by the end of the week and students started bundling up in their jackets... and with their lovers, Kurt noticed. Yes, he thought of Blaine when he was at school and their classes together. He wanted him beside him as he went back to school. To face the bullies and ward them off together. Kurt remembered their plan though. They would see each other every weekend and if they couldn't meet every weekend, every other weekend.

Kurt smiled when he got to his locker and saw the pictures from a photo booth from their fun weekend. One was just them smiling, the other a funny face, the other of them kissing and the last was Blaine smiling but Kurt was admiring Blaine as the photo was taken. He stood there before his next class and admired the photos; leaning his head on the locker door. Then it happened...

He was knocked down from the locker, onto the floor. Who could it be but Amizio and his friends. Kurt tried to get up quickly to get away from them, but a force pulled them the other way. After glancing in their direction, he saw that it was Puck from Glee Club and the football team pulling them off. Kurt slowly got up and just watched.

Apparently Puck was yelling for someone because Coach Beiste whipped around the corner quickly and pulled the jocks away from Puck. After a few seconds, Coach looked over at Kurt and knew exactly what happened. She sighed and took her jocks by the collars to another hallway, away from the two Glee Club members.

Puck walked over to Kurt and held a thumbs up with a concerning look. Kurt nodded quickly and signed him, 'Thank you.' Puck shuffled around before giving him a thumbs up again. Kurt chuckled to himself and went to get his books again. He looked over his shoulder and saw that Puck was still there. He raised an eyebrow towards the mohawked boy.

Puck shrugged his shoulders and asked, "Where's Blaine?"

Kurt's shoulders fell as he looked away from Puck. He waved his hand as if puching something away from his, towards the entrance doors of the school. Puck looked a little confused. Kurt sighed and looked from stray paper in his locker.

'He's gone.' He had written on old notebook paper. 'He went back to his old school.'

Puck could see after reading that Kurt was sad, but not just sad, depressed. He understood that Kurt finally had someone like him that he could be able to be himself around with no worries. However, now there was no one again. He noticed Kurt would act happy and lively around other Glee members and students he knew, but within this moment he had with him, something was wrong. Not with just the bullies after him again, which he vowed to protect Kurt from, or the fact that Blaine was gone. There was something more than those two combined that made Kurt like this but he couldn't quite put a finger to it. He decided to find what exactly it was though and he would use any means to know.