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There will be Klaine, soon.:) Kurt will understand what is wrong with the manor and he will help Blaine. It will be hard but maybe they will succeed. Maybe they won't.

I hope you like this chapter.

By the time Blaine woke up the next morning, his injuries from the previous day were almost completely healed. He wasn't surprised at all, he knew it would be that way. He wasn't a human after all, a few cuts and bites couldn't kill him, even if the wolf that had attacked him wasn't just a normal wolf.

He stayed lying in the bed for a long time, thinking about the previous night. It was like a horrible nightmare, he had lost control like never before that night, he had done things he hadn't known he was capable of. He closed his eyes and tried not to think about Kurt's wide eyes as he had tried to... He wanted to forget that those things had ever happened.

He had no memories from earlier that night but he was sure that somebody else was responsible for his acts. Somebody who was worse than him, somebody who wanted Kurt gone. Somebody like his parents.

Blaine opened his eyes again. They were the darkest black and they were full of anger as he came to the conclusion that somehow his parents had made him attack Kurt. He knew that they liked playing dirty but he had never thought that they were capable of such horrible things. But then again, as he recalled the happenings of the night of Marley's death, he had to admit that he underestimated them. They weren't just bad parents, they were the most cruel people Blaine knew. After Marley's death, Blaine had given them another chance but it was over now. He wouldn't let them hurt Kurt again, and he swore he would find a way to get rid of them.

His eyes changed back to their light hazel color as his thoughts wandered back to Kurt. Kurt had been so kind to him the previous night, he had taken care of Blaine's injuries, he had made sure that Blaine was fine before he went to sleep. Blaine smiled at the thought of Kurt kneeling beside him while cleaning out his wounds. It had been a long time since somebody had been so gentle, so kind to him.

I still believe that you can change.

Although he had ruined everything, Kurt didn't turn away from him. He believed in him. He thought that Blaine was able to change, to get over all the cruel things he had done and become a better person. Blaine let himself imagine a future where he was an ordinary human again, where he didn't kill people anymore and where he and Kurt lived happily together. Just the thought made his heart beat faster and he felt like he could fly.

He jumped out of the bed and was surprised when he felt perfectly well. He wasn't thirsty or hungry, he didn't feel that unbearable need of killing someone that he had felt the previous night. He felt like he didn't need to hurt people anymore, like he was back to his old self.

Blaine frowned and stepped to the mirror to look at himself and gasped when he saw the change in his eye colour. He was right, something had changed because his eyes weren't black anymore. They weren't back to his bright colour from the time he had been human, they were a lot darker but they were definitely not black anymore. Where they should have been white, they were bloodshot and it made Blaine grimance. He looked sick and Kurt would be surely scared when he saw this but it wasn't like Blaine could do anything about it.

Blaine blinked and was slightly disappointed when he saw as his eyes changed back to black. He stayed at the mirror for a while, looking at his eyes from closer, trying to make them change back but nothing like that happened. After a while, he stepped back and shook his head. Maybe it was just his imagination playing with him. Yes, it had to be that. Why would his eyes change their colour anyway? It seemed so stupid.

He stepped to his wardrobe and went through his clothes. At first he grabbed a random shirt but before he could get dressed, a new, stupid idea came into his mind. Kurt had been so kind to him the previous night, he should do something to show the boy how grateful he was.

He would surely appreciate a kind gesture.

Blaine looked around in confusion. The voice seemed to be his own but it didn't come from his head but from another direction, it seemed like somebody else was in his room and he was talking to him. But as he looked around, he saw nobody. He shook his head again. Maybe he was getting crazy and that's why he heard voices. Great.

It might have been stupid but he trusted that voice. He knew that Kurt deserved something for everything Blaine had done to him, and as he went through his wardrobe, a plan started forming in his mind. He took out his best looking clothes and went back to the mirror. He was looking good in this clothes but it wasn't enough. He should do something with his look, but what?

He searched through his room for a comb and when he finally found it, he went back to the mirror. He hadn't done anything to his hair for a very long time, he had let it grow and hang around his face in rough curls. He tried to make them look better but no matter how many times to ran the comb through his hair, it didn't seem to look better. Then he tied it into a tight tail behind his head but it just made everything worse.

Blaine threw the comb away and swore quietly. He hated his hair, he had hated it since he had been a child, and for a good reason. His brother had beautiful hair, it was thick and looked healthy and the most important, it was straight. Cooper was such a lucky man, but Blaine definitely wasn't. It wasn't like he could do anything about it. He had tried it so many times but even when he magically straightened his hair, it didn't look like he wanted to.

Magic... Blaine smiled and waved towards the scissors on his nightstand. Maybe it was a stupid idea but he couldn't look worse than this anyhow. A chair was pulled to the mirror and he sat down as a towel flew up to his shoulders and sneaked around his neck. The scissors started working on his hair and Blaine directed it with his thoughts to cut his hair the best he could.

Almost half an hour later, when he was freed from half of his hair and took a magical shave as well, he stood up from the chair, looking at his reflexion in satisfaction. He straightened his clothes and took a few deep breaths. It was time to meet Kurt.

~ o ~

Even if he had been tired as hell the previous night, it had taken Kurt longer than usual to fall asleep. So many things had happened that night and he couldn't make himself not think about them, especially Blaine. It meant that Kurt hadn't fallen asleep before dawn and when he got up, it was almost noon. The sun was shining brightly, making his room glow in its beautiful light and Kurt stayed in bed for a while, enjoying the warmth of his room.

He found himself thinking about Blaine again as the images of his dream from the night went through his mind, making him smile. It was a good dream, he was surprised that he didn't have any nightmares after everything that had happened to him. He pressed his index finger to his lips as he recalled the scene from his dream. He could still feel the gentle touch of Blaine's lips on his own.

What am I doing?

Kurt groaned and fell back onto his pillow, burying his face into his hands. He was so stupid that he thought having this kind of dreams was fine. It wasn't, it couldn't be. Blaine had hurt him the other night, he had held him down and he had almost... Kurt pressed his eyes closed and tried to forget those memories. Blaine had been completely out of control the night before, and rationally Kurt knew that he couldn't trust him anymore, that he should get up immediately and run, get away from that monster who had almost raped him.

But he didn't move. He remembered their conversation after the events of the night and slowly it became clear that Blaine hadn't attacked him on purpose, something had happened to him, somebody had manipulated him and that's why he had done those horrible things.

Kurt pressed his lips together in anger. He knew two people in the house who were capable of everything and they certainly liked hurting others. It had to be Blaine's parents. For some stupid reason, they wanted to kill Kurt and they had almost done it the previous night. And they hadn't just tried to kill Kurt, they had used their own son to do the job.

Kurt got up from his bed and started getting ready as he tried to suppress his feelings. He couldn't help his anger, though, it didn't seem to lessen as the minutes passed. He kept thinking about those heartless ghosts who didn't even refrain from using their own child to get what they wanted. Kurt started agreeing with Blaine that killing them was the right thing to do

. If they had been the same in their lives, they certainly deserved their deaths.

It was so stupid to care about Blaine that much. It wasn't like he was just an innocent who was used by his parents, Blaine was still a dangerous monster who had killed so many people on his own. But... But Kurt had to agree with Cooper, he liked Blaine. Well, not the violent Blaine who hurt people without hesitation but the person who he could be sometimes. He noticed that Blaine tried to change and when things went well, Blaine seemed like a person Kurt would definitely like to let enter his life. If the circumstanses were different, he would give them a try.

You said you believed in him.

Oh, yes. He had told Blaine that he believed in him and he had said the truth. Even if he was slightly scared of the man, he felt deep inside that Blaine could change. He just didn't know how to help him and if he was able to kill the monster in him and get the old Blaine back. If he had been sure that it was possible, he would do everything to change him. But what if he failed? What if Blaine was lost for forever and there was no way for him to come back?

Kurt thought about his dream again and took a deep breath. It might have been stupid but he had already made a decision. No matter how it would end for him, he would try to help Blaine.

~ o ~

Blaine was standing in front of Kurt's room, trying to get the courage to knock on the door. He had been in the kitchen and Cooper had informed him that Kurt was still in here. Blaine had bought himself some time as he had made everything ready but now he had no more time left. He had to move, he knew but he was afraid of Kurt's reaction. What if he wouldn't take Blaine's offer too well?

Blaine shook his head and raised his hand to knock. He would drive himself crazy if he didn't do anything. He took another deep breath and held up his hand. That was it. He was going to do it.

But before Blaine could do anything, Kurt's door opened and the boy shrieked when he found Blaine in front of his room, with his arm up in the air.

"What are you doing here?" Kurt asked, panicking. Maybe he was scared of Blaine after all.

"I..." Blaine looked down at the single rose in his right hand. "I brought you a rose!"

Kurt blinked in surprise. Now that he took a better look of Blaine, he noticed the change in his look. Blaine was dressed in his finest clothes, he was freshly shaved and he had done something with his hair, too. Honestly, Blaine looked amazing. Except for the black eyes and sharp teeth that were peeking out between his lips as he smiled at Kurt like a shy teenager who asked somebody out for the first time. The situation seemed so absurd. Blaine who was always so confident, now looked scared.

"Thank you?" Kurt didn't mean it to come out as a question but he didn't understand what Blaine was doing.

"And... and I made you breakfast" Blaine smiled. "I mean... I tried to but I can't cook, so I asked Cooper to do something for us. I know it's not really breakfast time but..."

"Blaine, what are you doing?" Kurt asked quietly.

"Honestly? I don't know" Blaine replied as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"I see" Kurt rolled his eyes.

"Do you want to eat with me or not?" Blaine asked impatiently. Be nice, the voice in his head whispered. "I mean... Would you please accompany me this beautiful morning?"

Kurt looked at Blaine sceptically. It seemed like Blaine truly wanted to spend the day with him but it was such a big change from his past behaviour. Kurt couldn't decide if it was true or just a new trick. As he hesitated, his eyes met Blaine's once again and Kurt gasped when he saw as the man's eyes slowly changed from black to a warm hazel color.

"Yes. Why not?" Kurt found himself saying while staring into Blaine's almost normal colored eyes. It wasn't the first time it happened to the man and Kurt didn't know if it was a good thing but he hoped it was. Maybe Blaine was more human than he thought.

"Excellent!" Blaine said and grabbed Kurt's hand. "This way!"

Blaine held Kurt's hand in his as he led the boy into the dining room. The table was set for the two of them, there were various dishes and a lot of roses on the table. Blaine waved towards a chair that flew away from the table and Blaine motioned Kurt to sit down. The boy gulped nervously, remembering the times Blaine had forced him to sit tied to the chair, watchig him eat. Blaine must have seen the fear in his eyes because Blaine blushed slightly and tried to smile reassuringly.

"You don't have to be afraid" Blaine said.

Kurt took a deep breath and sat down. He expected the arms of the chair to come to live and secure his arms to the chair but nothing like that happened. Blaine took the rose Kurt still held in his hand from the boy and put it into the vase beside the others. Then he went to his own chair and sat down.

"Aren't you hungry?" Blaine asked a few minutes later when he noticed that Kurt didn't touch the food.

"I am. I just..." Kurt looked away. It wasn't like he didn't like what Blaine had done for him, but it seemed too good to be true.

"Don't be afraid of me. Please" Blaine said quietly. "I don't want to hurt you, Kurt. I... I keep thinking about what you told me yesterday and I really want to try to change. I'm not sure I will be able to make it, though, I'm fine now but it doesn't mean anything."

"I told you the truth yesterday" Kurt said as he looked up at Blaine. "It might be stupid but I believe in you. Everybody deserves a second chance, why would you be an exception?"

"It's not my second chance" Blaine smiled sadly.

Kurt watched him in silence as he started eating. Blaine was right, he had tortured Kurt and others so many times before, but this time all Kurt could see in those honey colored eyes was regret. Blaine finally understood what he had done was wrong and he wanted to make it better. It was clear that he needed Kurt's help to get through it, that's why he tried so hard to make up for the other night.

"Well, you're stubborn as hell but I like challenges" Kurt said in the end.

Blaine laughed and shook his head. Kurt watched him in interest and leaned closer when he saw that Blaine's sharp teeth were nowhere to be found and his eyes still didn't change back to black. It was definitely something new. And something good.

"What is it?" Blaine asked when he noticed that Kurt was watching him.

"Nothing" Kurt said, unable to decide if he should tell Blaine about the changes or wait. He didn't want to ruin anything. "You look great."

"Thank you! I-I did it... for you" Blaine said, looking away.

Kurt wasn't talking about the clothes or the new haircut but he smiled at Blaine and nodded.

"Uhm... Tell me if you're ready. I want to show you something" Blaine said after a while.

"Should I be afraid?" Kurt asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Nah, you will like it" Blaine said

Blaine got up from his chair and helped Kurt up to his feet. Kurt was slightly confused when Blaine led him outside, down the stairs. He kept his eyes on the man, so he didn't notice what he should see in the garden. But then Blaine nodded towards the trees and Kurt gasped. There were dozens of scissors, brooms, hoes and other things moving around in the garden, cutting the grass, watering the trees and planting flowers. A broom was dancing on the gateway, gathering dirt and dried leaves. Kurt's eyes grew even wider when a watering can stopped in front of them and bowed.

"So... what do you think?" Blaine smiled.

"I'm dreaming, right?" Kurt muttered. He knew that Blaine had some magic but this... This seemed so surreal.

"Not at all" Blaine said. "I know you wanted to clean up the garden and you were right. I like sitting out here, I don't know why I didn't do it earlier."

Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand again and led him into the rose garden.

"The rest of the garden will be ready in a few days, and if you would like to, we could... have a picnic outside or something" Blaine mumbled.

"You mean... in the garden? I thought the sunlight hurts you" Kurt frowned.

"No, I just didn't like it. I guess my taste's changing, too, it doesn't bother me anymore" Blaine said.

Kurt smiled at him again. Seeing this side of Blaine was like a dream, a very good one. He just hoped that it was real and he wouldn't wake up to the cruel reality. He wanted it to happen, he wanted Blaine to stay like this forever, he wanted to forget the past and live this life where everything seemed perfect.

"Look! My mother's roses are blooming again" Blaine said and walked farther into the rose garden to one of the oldest bushes. Its roses were special, their petals were white but the tips of them were dark red. Kurt hadn't noticed those roses before. Most of the rose bushes had been small and had only a few roses but none of them had been so beautiful like the one with the dark red petals. Now that rose bush seemed smaller and its petals didn't seem so dark. Kurt frowned and stepped closer to it.

"What happened to this one?" he asked.

Blaine joined Kurt and crouched down in front of the rose bush.

"What do you mean? It seems usual for me" he said.

"No, look at the petals" Kurt said and reached out to touch the closest rose. "They..."

As Kurt's fingers touched the rose, he saw a pair of black eyes appear in the middle of the rose bush. Those eyes were full of anger and hate and Kurt jumped back quickly.

"Don't touch them!" Blaine shouted angrily and pulled Kurt away from the rose.

The boy looked up at Blaine and his eyes widened. Blaine's eyes were black again, his face pale and his body stiff. The kindness Kurt had experienced that morning was nowhere to be found. Blaine looked exactly like his old self.

"You shouldn't be out here" Blaine said. "Go back inside."

Kurt hesitated for a second but it just made Blaine angrier. He growled at the boy and Kurt nodded hastily, taking a few steps back. He looked back at the rose bush but he couldn't see the eyes anymore. They were gone but it didn't help Kurt calm down. He didn't need too much time to make connection between the eyes and the quick change in Blaine's mood. Whatever it was, Kurt was afraid that it was responsible for Blaine's condition and if that was true, Kurt didn't only have to deal with two angry ghosts. The images of his horrible dream from the night of Marley's death rushed through his mind and he pressed his hand to his mouth, feeling sick.

What if it wasn't just a nightmare?