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The three times that Kurt met Blaine Anderson-Berry. And the one time he fell in love.
"Please, mommy!" Kurt begged, trailing after his mother as she tried to pack up her things "Please let me come, I promise I'll be good!"
Elizabeth smiled and looked down at her baby boy, she sighed, she never could resist those big blue eyes
"Fine, but you've got to promise to leave Blaine alone, he can't learn if you're chatting his ear off."
Kurt smiled widely and clapped his tiny hands together
"Yes!" he followed her outside and strapped himself into his booster seat. Elizabeth smiled to herself as she pulled up to the little boy's house. Kurt followed her up to the door as she knocked on it, two men opened it with smiles on their faces.
"Elizabeth!" the one greeted "Come on in, Blaine's been waiting at the piano for the last hour."
Elizabeth smiled "he's an enthusiastic little boy." one of the men nodded in agreement and looked down to Kurt
"Who's this?"
"My son, Kurt," Elizabeth smiled "Say hi, Kurt."
Kurt smiled and extended one small hand
"Hi." he said shyly, the man shook his hand
"It's nice to meet you, Kurt."
"Kurt!" A little, high voice sounded from around the corner, and a small, brown haired girl barreled into Kurt, nearly knocking him down.
"Rachel?" he asked, blue eyes wide as he tried to regain his balance and wrap his arms around her.
"...uhm." One of the men cleared his throat "I'm sorry...she's a little enthusiastic, Rachel, honey...do you know Kurt?"
"Yeah!" she said excitedly, pulling back but keeping hold of Kurt's hand "he's in my class!"
"ooh," Understanding dawned on Elizabeth's faces, along with both of the men "so this is Rachel?"
Kurt nodded "yep." he looked back to Rachel "...I didn't know you had a brother."
"He's new." she shrugged and tugged him away "we're gonna go play!" she shouted over her shoulder,
"Ben," the other man whispered "Blaine's waiting."
"Oh!" Ben said "Liam's right, right this way." he smiled at Elizabeth and showed her to the music room, "He's kind of shy." Liam warned "be patient with him?"
"Of course," Elizabeth said, smiling and peeking in at the small boy sitting at the piano, staring at the keys with his hands in his lap. She walked into the room and sat down next to him "hi, Blaine," she said softly as the boy looked up at her "I'm miss Elizabeth."
"H'lo," he said and looked back down
"Your daddies said you want to learn piano." he nodded
"Yeth." he said "I do."
Elizabeth smiled slightly at his lisp, but was surprised at how polite this little boy was.
"Okay, honey, we're going to start of with the basics..."
oOo
Kurt and Rachel were playing with her barbies when Kurt heard something from the other room.
"My mommy's teaching your brother piano." he reported
"I know." Rachel said
"...what did you mean he's new, is he a baby?" Kurt asked, not really understanding how a baby could learn to play the piano.
"No. He's 5, like us, but we just got him."
"What?"
"We 'doped him." she said, bruising through another doll's hair, Kurt frowned
"What's that mean?"
"Well..." she sighed, putting the doll down "he didn't have a mommy or daddy, so we took him."
Kurt nodded, though he wasn't really sure how that worked. He stood up
"I'm gonna watch." he said, and Rachel nodded, going back to brushing her doll's hair and making no move to follow him. Kurt followed the sound until he came to a small room, filled with instruments. He quietly walked over and watched. Blaine was small, he didn't look five, he was tiny and chubby and had a mess of curls sticking out all over his head. He frowned as his fat little fingers tripped over the keys.
"I can't do it, mith 'Lithabeth." he said quietly, removing his hand from the keys and replacing it in his lap. Kurt giggled a bit, and Blaine looked over to him.
"You can do it." Kurt encouraged, and climbed up onto his mothers lap, placed his hand on the keys and easily repeated the scale. Blaine's eyes widened, Kurt smiled "see? I can do it, you can, too!" Blaine nodded and brought his hand back up, and started all over.
oOo
That night as Elizabeth read Kurt a bedtime story, he asked
"mommy...what does 'dopted mean?"
Elizabeth sighed and set the book down
"Well, it means that Blaine's mommy and daddy couldn't take care of him...so another family took him. He's Rache's daddies' son now." Kurt nodded, but that last comment sparked up a whole other round of questions.
"...Rachel has two daddies?" his mother nodded "how? you can have two daddies?"
Elizabeth smiled "baby, love is love, okay?" Kurt nodded "anybody is allowed to love anybody else."
"so...boys can get married?" he asked
"Absolutely." his mother smiled and kissed the tip of his nose "now go to sleep, love."
oOo
"'Scuse me...is this seat taken?" asked a small voice, as Kurt sat in the auditorium at the school talent show. He looked up
"uh...no." he said and motioned for the boy to sit down. He looked familiar, but Kurt really couldn't place where. He was kind of small and skinny, with a giant puff of dark curls on the top of his head. His eyes were bright and the warmest shade of hazel Kurt had ever seen, they were framed with thick black lashes, and Kurt couldn't help the fluttering in his stomach. The lights dimmed, and the announcer called out
"First up, Rachel Berry!" everyone cheered, including the boy, who stood up and whooped. He sat back down
"That's my sister." he smiled brightly as she stepped out onto the stage. Now Kurt realized why he looked to familiar, that was Blaine, Rachel's brother. He looked at Blaine as Rachel began to sing, his eyes were wide and he was smiling slightly and looking at her like she was the sun or something. Yes, Kurt agreed that Rachel was good...but she was kind of annoying. The look left Blaine's face as the other contestants went, so Kurt turned to him.
"I'm Kurt," he said, smiling, Blaine looked over
"Kurt? oh! Your mom was my piano teacher!" he smiled widely
"Yeah...she was." Kurt said, sinking a little lower in his seat at the memory of his mother
"Oh. Right. I'm sorry," Blaine said, frowning, Kurt shrugged
"S'okay...how are you?" Kurt was aware that this was a bit too formal for two thirteen year olds, but Blaine didn't seem to mind.
"...okay." Blaine said thoughtfully, and shrugged. Kurt wondered why he was just 'okay.' could he be going through the same thing as Kurt? He did have two dads...Kurt quickly shook the thought from his mind. The last thing he wanted to do was assume. Or hope. He continued talking to Blaine until it was his turn to go up, he walked up onto the stage and took a deep breath before beginning to sing.
He looked down into the crowed and nearly choked because Blaine was wearing the same look on his face as he did when he watched Rachel.
So much for not hoping.
oOo
Kurt spent the majority of his high school years in hiding. He kept a low profile to keep away from the bullies, which also meant not having many friends. He had been happy when Blaine and Rachel had come to McKinley high in freshmen year...but that happiness quickly died when Blaine joined the football team. Kurt gave up right then and there.
Blaine was overjoyed to be at the same school as Kurt. He was the only boy who hadn't teased Blaine, but his hoped had faded when he joined the football team...and Kurt dropped out of his life.
Kurt purposely avoided Blaine. But that was kind of hard to do when Blaine joined glee club in junior year. Because of the fact that Kurt had been avoiding anything and everything to do with Blaine, he was surprised to see how much Blaine had grown. His shoulders had gotten broad, he had filled out, his jawline was structured and even with a sweater on, he could tell he was well muscled. Kurt cursed whatever diety had it out for him.
Blaine tried to make conversation with Kurt. He tried to be friendly, but even that possibility seemed to die when he beat Kurt for the role of Tony in McKinley's production of West Side Story. He had felt bad, tried to talk to Kurt about it, but the boy seemed to shut off. Blaine couldn't stand that look in his pale blue eyes. He'd asked Rachel about Kurt, and she had simply replied with
"he's protecting himself." from what, Blaine had no idea. So, imagine his surprise when he was practicing one night, dancing on the stage, when Kurt stepped out from behind the curtain.
"h-hi." he said timidly, Kurt smiled
"Why're you practicing?"
"...to improve?"
"You were amazing."
Blaine blushed "I know you wanted this role..." he was about to apologize when Kurt shook his head
"You're better for it. Perfect, actually." he stepped closer and Blaine was confused. Kurt hadn't wanted to talk to him for the past three years. What suddenly changed?
"Thanks...but Kurt...not to be rude, but why do you want to talk to me all of a sudden?"
"To tell the truth, when you joined the football team, I kind of lost all hope of befriending you. You know how they treated me," Blaine looked down "I'm not blaming you." he added "I just didn't want to drag you down to my level."
"but...now I'm in glee...and everyone knows I'm gay." he sighed "why...why couldn't you talk to me?"
"I was intimidated. You're so talented...and you're still completely out of my league." Kurt laughed, and looked up to find Blaine looking at him the same way he had four years ago at that talent show.
"I disagree." Blaine knew he was being stupid, and very forward, but honestly, how long can you admire someone from afar and not take the chance when it presents itself? He strode forward and captured Kurt's waist in his hands, and pressed their lips together. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and smiled into the didn't matter that it was sudden, it didn't matter that they'd only had a few real conversations, because they understood each other better than anyone else ever could. He turned his head away a moment later.
"You take my breath away."
I have no idea. This isn't written well.