He could hear muffled music as he stepped up to Kurt's door so he knew he had to knock loudly in order to get the countertenor to hear him. He knocked and the music turned down and there was some shuffling followed by a loud curse. The door swung open and Kurt smiled a very pained looking smile.

"Hi, what's up?"

"Are you okay?" Blaine did not like the look on the countertenor's face.

"Yeah, I just stubbed my toe on my desk. Did you need something?"

"I was wondering if I could talk to you…?" Kurt nodded, letting Blaine into the room and shutting the door before plopping down on his bed. "First off, are you okay? You look like you're in a lot of pain." Kurt giggled and Blaine decided that he loved that sound.

"Well I don't think we have to amputate the toe so I suppose I'll be okay." There was that melodious giggle again. Blaine smiled and nodded.

"Okay, good. Now the reason I came up here in the first place." He sighed and fidgeted a bit where he stood in the middle of the room. Kurt, seeing his distress, patted the space next to him and Blaine smiled in thanks before sitting down. "Are you… are you being bullied?" They way Kurt's beautiful glasz eyes grew wide gave him his answer.

"Who told you?"

"I asked the boys if you had a boyfriend and they said that, besides the people in the glee club, you're not really accepted at school." Kurt sighed and shook his head.

"I'm going to kill them all. Look, I don't want you to get bullied too so please just… please." Blaine knew exactly what he was asking him to do. Please don't out yourself on the first day, please watch yourself; please don't suffer along with me. But Blaine wouldn't accept that.

"I've been bullied too." Kurt's jaw dropped but he didn't say anything so Blaine took that as a sign to continue. "A few years ago at one of my old schools there was this silly Sadie Hawkins dance and I made the decision to take a really close guy friend of mine to the dance." Kurt looked heartbroken, already knowing where this story was heading, but he let Blaine continue. "These three guys definitely didn't like that so they beat the living crap out of us. So… Don't think that I don't know where you're coming from and don't think that I'm not going to help you through all this. Having someone who knows exactly where you're coming from is the best kind of support you could have so I'm going to be here for you, okay?" The oceanic colors of Kurt's eyes were drowning in tears that spilled over onto his cheeks. How could someone be so heartless as to beat someone up just because they were gay? Kurt had been bullied but he'd never been beaten. Blaine was so strong and so courageous to continue to be proud of who he was after what happened to him and Kurt couldn't help but lunge himself at Blaine and pull him into a bone crushing hug. Blaine smiled softly and hugged back.

"I'm so sorry that happened to you." Kurt whispered, unable to make his voice any louder.

"Don't be sorry; I've coped and moved on. On Monday I'm not going to deny who I am and we're going to get through all this together, okay?" Kurt pulled away and nodded, wiping away at his tears. "Do you want to go downstairs with me- us? With us, I mean." There was that giggle again but Kurt was shaking his head.

"I've had enough of you boys today." Blaine shrugged with a smile.

"Fine, if you say so."

Unfortunately, Kurt ended up with the boys, minus Sam and Mike who had already gone home, in his room. Burt had kicked them out of the living room when he got home and they had somehow convinced Kurt to let them steal his television so they could continue playing their game. They had all plopped down on the floor while Kurt flipped through a magazine on his bed.

"Kurt, play with us!"

"Oh no, I've already played football with you; I'm not playing videogames with you."

"We can play Mario Kart." Kurt sighed. Damn him and his love for that silly game.

"Fine, a few games of Mario Kart won't completely destroy my IQ." Finn immediately changed the game and Puck handed Kurt a controller. The countertenor lay on his stomach at the foot of his bed so he didn't actually have to sit on the floor with everyone. He gave the controller an experimental tug to make sure he wouldn't accidentally unplug it from the console during the game and then the game was on.

"You can't lap us, that's not fair!" Finn complained when Kurt's Princess Peach character zoomed past his Yoshi.

"That's what you get for introducing me to this game and teaching me all the tips and tricks." Kurt crossed the finish line and set his controller down as the other boys finished the race. Blaine was pretty far ahead of Puck and Finn, who were continuously passing each other. He blinked and then the game was over.

"How do you always win?" Finn grumbled.

"Come on, Finn, you know the only person who can beat me at this game is Quinn."

"Is that because she learned from the best?" Blaine asked, chuckling, and Kurt nodded.

"Of course."

"I'm getting food."

"Don't be a sore loser, Hudson!"

"Another round?"

"Bring it on, Hummel!"

"Why refer to everyone by their last name? I don't understand."

"It's a term of endearment for Puck."

"I still don't-"

"Shut up and play the game. I'm determined to whoop my boy's ass."

"You wish, Puckerman."

"Again with the last names."