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KitsuneRissa: Burt will come back in later chapters, maybe join Kurt in the manor. Who knows? But I love your idea.
The-power-of-love: the answer is in this chapter. Well, the first part anyway.
Gleekforever12345: Soon, very soon. I promise.
Junjou-Angel: It's a Klaine story, so yeah, you can say they will have a happy ending. Or at least they will be happy together. If it's good or bad for the others... It's a secret for now.
Warning: Blaine's a real asshole in this chapter. Be prepared.
The old man walked down the stairs slowly, frowning as he saw Blaine kneeling at his favourite rose bush. It was just after sunrise, Blaine usually wasn't awake so early. But now the man was humming happily as he cut one of the flowers and held it to his nose, taking a deep breath. Then he put it down beside him and reached out for another rose.
"Why are you up so early?" the old man asked as he stepped to Blaine.
"I have so much to do today" Blaine smiled.
"What do you mean?" the man asked.
"I talked to Kurt last night. He feels lonely and bored, so I decided to give him something to do" Blaine replied.
"Leave that boy alone, Blaine" the man sighed tiredly.
"I won't hurt him" Blaine said. "I just want to give him what he deserves."
"Why do you do this to him? He seems like a nice kid. I don't want him get hurt" the man said.
"Unfortunately, brother, you don't have a say in this" Blaine said as he stood up. "Don't bother us today."
Blaine stood up and left with the roses, leaving the older man alone with his thoughts.
~ o ~
Kurt woke up to a very nice feeling. He was lying on left side, facing the window. He had the comforter around him but it was unusually warm and first he didn't know why. He pressed his face into the pillow and snuggled deeper into the other person's embrace, moaning happily as the arms tightened around him. It was a very good way to wake up.
Oh, wait...
Kurt's eyes sprang open and he turned around quickly, yelping as he saw Blaine lying in his bed, right next to him. Their faces were only an inch away and the black eyed man had his arms still around Kurt as he smiled at him, showing his slightly sharpened teeth.
"Good morning, beautiful" Blaine said.
The only reason why Kurt didn't move at first was the shock. He expected a lot from the other man but he never thought that Blaine would sneak into his room while he was asleep, get into bed with him and hug him from behind. And after all of this, Blaine didn't look concerned or ashamed at all. He acted like it was completely fine bothering others in their sleep. When he was finally able to get out of his stupor, Kurt jumped out of the bed so quickly that he tripped over his own feet and fell down with a soft thud. He growned and turned to his back, massaging his aching arm.
"What is this haste? Are you that excited to start the day?" Blaine asked as he looked down at Kurt from the bed.
"What are you doing here?" Kurt asked and stood up to get some space between them.
"I wanted to see you" Blaine said and got out of the bed, walking towards Kurt. "You're adorable when you sleep."
Kurt backed away from Blaine but the man followed him. Soon, Kurt reached the wall and there was nowhere to go. Blaine smiled and reached out to stroke Kurt's cheek.
"What do you want?" Kurt asked, shivering from the unwanted touch.
"I promised you not to let you be bored again" Blaine answered. "Are you ready for the day?"
"What do you want to do?" Kurt asked in fear.
"Let's start with breakfast" Blaine said.
Kurt nodded and followed Blaine silently. He knew that if he didn't want to anger the man, he should just do as he was told. It was the best for him.
They went into the dining room where the table was set with everything possible. Kurt felt hungry just from one look and couldn't wait to eat something. He had barely had enough food since he had been here.
"Sit down" Blaine said and pointed at the chair.
Kurt nodded again and sat down, waiting for Blaine to follow him. The man sat down on the opposite side of the table and as he looked at Kurt, the boy knew that Blaine planned something.
"Let's start eating, shall we?" Blaine said and grabbed a slice of bread from the table.
Kurt watched him for a while but when nothing happened, he decided to eat. He had no idea what Blaine had in his mind and he needed his strength for later. Suddenly, as he reached towards the food in front of him, the chair under him came to life and its arms sneaked around his hands, holding him down.
"What...?"
He looked at Blaine who seemed amused.
"Oh, yes. One more thing. You made it pretty clear that you don't want to be my pet, so I guess I should just treat you like a servant. And servants don't eat with their masters" Blaine said and turned back to his food again.
Kurt didn't know what to say. First he was just surprised but as Blaine continued eating and didn't look at him, he felt himself getting angry. He was tired of Blaine's games.
"So you brought me here to play with me?" he asked quietly.
"No" Blaine said without swallowing the food in his mouth first. "I brought you here because I wanted to watch something beautiful while I eat and you're definitely perfect for the job."
"I hate you" Kurt hissed.
"I know" Blaine shrugged and turned back to his breakfast.
When he finished eating, he snapped his fingers and made the food from the table disappear before he turned to Kurt. He snapped his fingers again and a second later, Kurt was free and able to stand up.
"What do you want me to do today, master?" Kurt asked, his voice full of venom.
"You should clean up my room. We're gonna need it later" Blaine winked.
Kurt turned pale in a blink. Blaine couldn't expect him... He didn't expect him to... Right?
"Let's go" Blaine said and grabbed Kurt's arm, pulling the boy out of the room.
~ o ~
Blaine led Kurt upstairs, into a room he hadn't seen before. It was as dirty as the other one when Blaine kept what he had from his parents but Kurt had a bad feeling that this room had a darker history than the other. The walls were full of dark patches, some of them were small, some bigger. The comforter and the pillows were dirty as well as the windows and the carpet and it smelled disgusting.
"What is this place?" Kurt asked.
"My old room" Blaine answered and stepped forward. "I haven't used it for a while, as you can see, it's not clean enough to sleep here. But I want to move back in here, tonight. So let's start cleaning, honey, if you want to be ready with it in time."
"You can't expect me to clean up all this mess in a few hours!" Kurt said.
"I do" Blaine said without hesitation. "That's why I keep you around, right?"
Kurt pressed his lips together in anger. He hated Blaine so much.
"Fine" he said. "I know what I have to do. Now would you leave me alone, please?"
"Oh, so you know words like please" Blaine mocked. "It's surprising from a peasant like you."
Kurt decided to not reply. He could see how much Blaine liked bothering him, so he decided to just ignore him. He stepped to the bed and after taking a look at the things on it, he grabbed the pillows carefully and threw them onto the ground.
"Don't you want to wash them?" Blaine asked from where he was standing at the door.
"No. I will burn them. Who knows what disgusting things're hiding in them" Kurt answered, not looking at Blaine.
"So you care about my well being? That's nice of you, darling" Blaine smiled.
"For all I care, you could die here and now" Kurt muttered.
"How would you survive without me? The house would kill you as well" Blaine explained.
Kurt had no idea what it meant but he didn't want to talk about. He wanted to finish cleaning up the room first, so hopefully Blaine would leave him alone.
"You look great from here, you know" Blaine said after a while when Kurt stepped to the window and reached for the curtain. "But something is missing... Ah, I know what it is."
Blaine snapped his fingers and Kurt jumped back in surprise when his clothes disappeared and he found himself in a very tight and revealing pair of pants.
"That's it. You can continue your work" Blaine said, leering at Kurt's body.
"Why don't you do it yourself?" Kurt asked in frustration as he through the curtain to the ground. "I'm sure you could do every work ready in a second."
"I could" Blaine agreed. "But I enjoy watching you."
Kurt shot and angry glare towards Blaine but it only made the man's smile grow wider.
"You should concentrate on cleaning" Blaine said after a while. "I don't want to keep you here all night."
"Of course" Kurt spat and turned away. He was close to exploding and he knew that was exactly what Blaine wanted.
~ o ~
Cleaning the room or at least make it clean enough to sleep in it was almost impossible. Kurt spent the morning with washing down the walls and he still couldn't get rid of every dark patch. He didn't want to think about what they could be because it made him want to vomit. He was sure that Blaine had dragged several people into this room to end their lives and as he tried to clean the walls from the dirt, it seemed like he heard screams. He knew it was just his imagination but it didn't make him feel any better.
Blaine didn't leave him for a second. He stayed away from Kurt but he kept his eyes on the boy, sometimes sharing his dirty thoughts with Kurt. When it was lunch time, the old man joined them but only for a minute to put down the food he had in his hands. Blaine sent him away soon, but Kurt had enough time to take a good look of the man. It was the first time they had been so close to each other and the man's features seemed familiar but Kurt didn't know where he had seen him before. He thought about those bright blue eyes as he washed the windows, trying to not pay attention to Blaine who was sitting in the bed, eating his lunch. Kurt was really hungry and thirsty since he hadn't gotten anything to eat or drink that day and he started feeling dizzy. It didn't make Blaine feel bad for him, though, he seemed to enjoy Kurt's suffering.
When Kurt finally finished his work, they went downstairs to find new bedding for Blaine. Kurt found some in an old looking wardrobe, they were yellowish from use but seemed clean. He wasn't that lucky with the curtains. After a useless search for them, Blaine made him wash the old ones with his bare hands. It was a tiring job and when he was finally ready with everything, Kurt felt like he could collapse from tiredness.
But Blaine didn't let him rest. He dragged Kurt into the room where he had had his last bath and made the boy clean himself. This time, he left Kurt alone for a few minutes, locking the door behind him, so the boy couldn't leave. Kurt didn't care. He was too weak and tired to try to run anyway, so he chose to relax in the hot water and tried to remember where he had seen the old man before.
His mind didn't seem to help him. He went through his memories from the past but didn't find anything. The man could be somebody who had been kidnapped by Blaine and somehow he had survived living with that monster. Kurt was wondering what the man could have done to make Blaine spare his life.
"Are you ready?" Blaine asked as he stormed into the room.
"Yes" Kurt sighed and got out of the water, covering himself with the towel, so Blaine couldn't see him. He reached for his old clothes but Blaine stepped forward and slapped his hand away.
"No, not that" Blaine said. "I don't want you to wear those disgusting clothes. Here is your new one."
He showed Kurt the pants he had in his hands and the boy shook his head immediately. They seemed like an underwear, too short and tight for real clothes and absolutely not decent to wear.
"No way" Kurt said, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "You can't expect me to wear those."
"Yes, I do" Blaine smiled.
"Haven't you humiliated me enough?" Kurt shouted. "I can't believe you turned that sour in the past fifty years that your only fun is making me feel ashamed."
"Oh, no, that's not what you think" Blaine said. "I don't want you to feel ashamed. I just want to see that tight ass of yours while I have dinner. Your body is perfect, you don't have to feel ashamed."
"If you think I would to it for you..."
Kurt yelped and jumped back to the wall as Blaine growled and snapped his fingers. No matter how much Kurt hated the idea to wear the pants Blaine had gotten for him, he was magically dressed into them, no matter how much he protested.
"Stop it!" he screamed when the towel disappeared from around him and his body was forced into the new clothes.
"Much better" Blaine muttered happily and waved towards Kurt again.
"What's happening?" Kurt asked in fear when his body moved without him wanting it. He was forced to stand up and walk out of the room.
"I guess you want to have some rest tonight, so I'm trying to get you finish your work" Blaine explained and led Kurt upstairs again.
They went into the newly cleaned room and Blaine made Kurt stop at the bed. He ran his fingers down the boy's back, smiling when he saw how hard Kurt tried to break free from the effect of Blaine's magic.
"You're gonna enjoy what I planned for you tonight" Blaine whispered and kissed Kurt's neck.
Kurt tried his best to free himself but he was unable to move. When he felt Blaine's hands touching him and the unwanted kisses on his skin, he started crying. He didn't want this. It couldn't happen. He would die happily if it meant he didn't have to go through this.
To his surprise, Blaine moved away from him and lay down. He didn't make Kurt join him but snapped his fingers again, making silver looking chains apear at the bedpost. He fixed them around Kurt's wrists and and made the boy kneel down beside the bed. Kurt's eyes were wide as he looked up at Blaine, waiting for what was going to happen to him.
"It was a tiring day, don't you think?" Blaine asked, stroking Kurt's cheek. "I think we deserve to relax."
He muttered something under his breath and in the next second, a table appeared beside the bed, full of food. Kurt had to swallow and look away. The food seemed so delicious but he had a bad feeling that Blaine didn't bring it here to let him eat. Maybe he wanted Kurt to watch him again.
"Don't worry, darling, if you behave yourself, you can have some of it" Blaine said.
He poured himself some vine and drank it slowly, enjoying the the way how Kurt watched him. He knew that the boy must have been thirsty.
"I'm so tired" Blaine sighed. "Would you please feed me?"
Kurt looked at Blaine in disbelief. He couldn't really think that Kurt would feed him, right?
"Come on, do it" Blaine smiled.
"Never" Kurt hissed.
"Are you sure?" Blaine asked with a raised eyebrow. "We both know that I can force you to do what I want."
"Why are you doing this?" Kurt asked.
"Because I love it when you're angry, you're so pretty" Blaine said. "Do it."
"No."
"So much flame. I like it" Blaine said. He waited patiently for Kurt to move but the boy was stubborn. He held his head high and didn't do as Blaine told him. When it was sure that Kurt wouldn't serve him, Blaine sighed and shook his head. "I didn't want to do this."
Kurt's hands moved from his lap, up to the table and grabbed some food, not matter how hard Kurt fought against it. He watched helplessly as his hands went up to Blaine's face and put some of the food into his mouth.
"Now that's what I wanted. Thank you, Kurt" Blaine said and bit down into his dinner again.
"I hate you" Kurt said through gritted teeth.
"Nah, I know it's not true" Blaine smiled. "Aren't you hungry, sweetheart? You haven't had anything."
Kurt turned his head away and but his lip to not share his thoughts with Blaine. He just waned to get over with this torture and turn back to his own room to have finally have some peace.
"I don't want you to go to sleep without eating something" Blaine said when he finished his dinner and sat up. He reached out and grabbed a piece of meat from the table and held out his hand towards Kurt. "Eat."
Kurt felt tears prickling in his eyes. How could Blaine be so cruel? How could he force him to... to act like his pet?
"No" he whispered.
"Just one bite and I let you go back to your room" Blaine said gently.
Kurt pressed his eyes shut tightly to not let his tears escape his eyelids. He felt Blaine's magic force his head closer to his hand and his mouth opened, even if he didn't want it. He swallowed the meat quickly before he could be sick and looked down brokenly. He couldn't take more. What Blaine had done to him just that day... It was more than enough.
"Now you can go back to your room. Just there, do you understand?" Blaine asked quietly.
Kurt nodded and when his hands were free, he jumped up and rushed to the door. His hand was on the handle when he heard Blaine call after him.
"You're my pet after all" Blaine said.
Kurt didn't bother to look back. He slammed the door and ran dowstairs. His first thought was to leave or at least try, no matter what the consequences would be but he found the front door closed. He pounded his fist on it, sobbing loudly before he gave up and sank to the floor.
He didn't know how long he had been there when he felt a warm hand on his shoulder. He
looked up, preparing himself for Blaine's cruel smile but his eyes met gentle blue ones instead of Blaine's black eyes. It was the old man, smiling at him understandingly.
"Come on, let's go back to your room" he said quietly. "He can't find you here."
Kurt wipped his tears away and stood up, his legs shaking. The old manput an arm around him to support his weight as they made their way towards Kurt's room. The boy felt bad for the man, he was too old and he shouldn't exert himself.
"Please, don't go" Kurt whispered when the man helped him get into his bed and turned to leave.
"I have to. He's listening" the man said and stepped to the door.
"At least tell me your name" Kurt said hastily. He had to know who he was.
"I thought you've figured out yourself" the man said and turned around to face Kurt.
And then it clicked. Kurt looked into his eyes again and remembered the painting on the wall of Blaine's parents room. He had seen those blue eyes there, on the painting of the Anderson family. How could he forget? He had the brightest blue eyes Kurt had ever seen. He should have remembered.
The man opened the door to leave without telling more but it was useless anyway. Kurt knew the answer.
"Thank you, Cooper" he said quietly as the man stepped out of the room.
"You're welcome, kid" he replied.
"It's Kurt" Kurt said.
"Kurt. I'm sorry. I'm not used to real conversations anymore" Cooper smiled tiredly but then turned serious again. "Go to sleep, Kurt. You need to keep your strength."
And with that he left Kurt. The boy lay down to have some sleep but his thoughts didn't let him. He couldn't get the new informations out of his head and couldn't wait to learn more about the Anderson brothers.