Hi everyone, sorry for the long wait. I had relatives staying with my family, and I also recently lost my dog to cancer :(, and between those two I've found it hard to find time and be in the mood to write, you know? Anyways, enough of my excuses, and I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 7

"This is going to sound totally unbelievable… crazy… lunatic…" Kurt let his eyes fall to the floor. He could still feel Blaine's angry gaze on him.

"Just tell me, Kurt!" he hissed. Kurt drew his head up slowly.

"I-I'm a vampire." The sentence hung between the two for a moment, and Blaine closed his eyes.

"Vampires… vampires don't exist." But Blaine was seemingly trying to convince himself of that, so Kurt stood silently. But then Blaine's head snapped up.

"Prove it." Kurt bit his lip.

"How?" Blaine hesitated.

"Do something that only a vampire can do…" he paused, and his eyes widened. "But don't kill me or drink my blood!" Blaine finished quickly. Kurt gave a small laugh, before stepping back from Blaine and thinking. Kurt nodded, and shifted and turned into a lion. Then a hawk. A flower, and finally a deer, and then back to his original form. Blaine was staring slack jawed.

"Blaine… please… please say something." Kurt begged, taking a hesitant step forward. Blaine remained simply frozen.

I guess it makes sense. The whole guard thing, the flower, how fast he moves. And the way he took on Karofsky and Vanders. Blaine then came to a shocking realization. He didn't even really mind that Kurt was a vampire. So long as he didn't kill him, of course. Blaine's stomach still had those same butterflies when he looked at Kurt, and he didn't feel overly scared of the boy in front of him. He realized that Kurt had been talking to him.

"It makes sense now, I guess. Wait, is Cameron one too?" Blaine asked. Kurt nodded.

"Yes, and my special power is shapeshifting, while his is mind control. Not every vampire has special abilities, and shapeshifting is a very rare ability in itself. But, Blaine. How… is this okay?" Kurt added, quietly, meeting Blaine's eyes. Kurt found he couldn't read the normally clear hazel eyes, as it seemed they were guarded.

"Yeah, it's a lot to take in, you know? But yeah, I think we'll be able to do this. It all makes sense now, really. How fast you move, when you shifted into a flower, the whole guard things, and you could hear Cameron before he even knocked on the door that one time…" Blaine shut his mouth with a snap, and covered his mouth. Shit shit, I wasn't supposed to know that.

Kurt tilted his head, one eyebrow raised.

"Ah. I had the feeling you weren't actually asleep." A small smile curved Kurt's lips. Blaine had the grace to look sheepish.

"Yeah… sorry. How come you haven't like.. killed me yet?" Blaine had to ask. Kurt laughed.

"Years of practice, as well as I've been, er… going hunting." Something sparked in Blaine's eyes.

"Is that where you go at night?" Kurt nodded.

"Wait, how can you be out in the daytime, and, sleep, and I've seen you eat!" Kurt grinned, and Blaine actually blushed.

"I'm not some sparkly fairy bitch from twilight. Want to have a… I guess… roomie bonding session? I'll tell you everything you need to know." Kurt asked. Blaine nodded.

I can't believe I'm in love with a vampire. Blaine thought, as he sat down.

I can't believe he still likes me. Kurt thought, happily.

"So…" Blaine said awkwardly, smiling shyly at Kurt.

"Where should I begin?" Kurt tapped his chin absently, staring at the far wall.

"Tell me about… your human life?" Kurt nodded, and took a breath.

"Well, I was born in 1907 here actually, except it was a village called McKinley when I was there. I don't know who my mother is, or was, and my dad passed away of cholera when I was.." Kurt paused. It was getting harder and harder to recall his human life. It seemed like nothing more than a distant, fuzzy picture in the back of his mind.

"Sixteen. That's basically it. I was out walking one night, when I was seventeen, and I got jumped by this guy who seemed to like torturing me. You're not going to believe this; but it's actually Dave Karofsky's like great grandfather or something. Anyways. So all of a sudden, the David I knew wasn't on me anymore. He wasn't even near me. He was some twenty feet away, flat on his back, with this dark thing on top of him. Then, said thing started walking over to me, and turns out that was actually a vampire, who "saved" me." Kurt used his fingers to make imaginary quotation marks. "He basically took me back to his place, and gave me two choices: become a vampire or die." Blaine laughed, and Kurt looked at him.

"It just seems like something out of a mafia movie!" Kurt rolled his eyes.

"So I chose vampire, I had nothing left for me at home, and yeah." Kurt took in Blaine, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, facing him, and his eyes wide. He looked like an over-excited puppy.

"How.. how do you get turned into a vampire? Is it like Twilight?" Kurt laughed.

"Not quite. A vampire bites you, and you fall into a coma like state for three hours. During which, your heart stops beating, your physical flaws get erased, and any physical beauty gets enhanced. And if you are going to have any special powers, they develop then."

"Can you tell me more about special powers?" Blaine asked. Kurt nodded.

"So like I said, they'd develop during your changing period. And then, for the first week or so of your vampire life, you can't control your powers… so for some, many just remain out of sight for a while. It took me a good month before I could control mine, and even now, if I get really mad I can't help it. A lot of times, if you do develop special powers, they are based on a skill you were good at during your human life."

"So why do you think you're a shape shifter then?"

"What do you mean? I know I am…" Kurt replied, brow furrowed.

"No, I mean like, how come you got shape shifting? What skill were you good at?" Blaine asked.

"Oh! I was always good at, kind of, camouflaging myself, or hiding. I had to be." Kurt's eyes momentarily glazed over, but Blaine remained silent.

FLASHBACK

McKinley – 1920

Kurt crouched in the corner, curled up in a ball on the dirty floor. A few boxes stood in front of him, blocking him from view. Muffled voices and the sound of heavy things scraping across the floor reached Kurt's ears. He curled in tighter, wishing himself invisible. He tucked his foot up close to his butt, for fear of it sticking out.

"I swear I saw him go in here," that was Karofsky's voice. Kurt covered his mouth with his hand to prevent the small whine threatening to come out.

"Whatever, I'm bored, let's go." A gruff voice added. There were heavy footsteps, and then the shed's door clanged shut with a loud bang. Kurt relaxed, and slowly got to his feet.

Blaine still hadn't spoken, but Kurt was back in the present.

"Anyways. Do you have any other questions?" Blaine thought for a moment, and shook his head.

"I can't believe you're being so calm about this…" Kurt said wistfully.

"I don't know why either. Before I met you, I probably wouldn't have believed it, but I don't know, everything just seems to fit together now." Blaine shrugged. "But… what about like Jeff, Nick, David and Wes? Do I tell them?"

"No!" Kurt exploded, and Blaine actually fell back a little.

"I mean, no. Me just doing this, telling you, is punishable by death in the vampire world. There is only one occasion that it is alright to tell a human; when you intend to turn them." Kurt looked down.

"Wait, so you're planning on turning me? I don't know, Kurt, maybe, but not no-" Kurt cut Blaine off.

"I'm not going to turn you Blaine. I couldn't do that. I don't even know if I could physically do that… If I could stop…" Kurt trailed off, the unspoken words hanging between them.

"But Kurt! I want to be turned now… I want you." Blaine stared intensely at Kurt.

"Do you really? You really want to leave everything behind, become a monster? Wes, David… the others, your family… your life? You want to have to kill people to remain sane… to stay alive?" Kurt said, his tone dropping at the end of the sentence, his eyes darkening.

"I don't care, Kurt! How do you think I feel now? Knowing the guy I'm in love with," Kurt opened his mouth, but Blaine cut him off. "Yes, Kurt, love. Knowing that the guy I love is going to be around forever, while I'll die off soon enough, and you'll just forget about me. A stupid human of your past." Blaine muttered that last part angrily, causing Kurt to grasp his jaw and turn his face up towards his own.

"You are so much more than that." Kurt leaned down, and kissed him lightly on the corner of Blaine's mouth, and pulled back.

"Then just turn me!" Blaine whined.

"Blaine… please. After we get out of here, maybe. But what about your friends? You just going to leave them all behind?" Kurt protested.

"Can you turn them too?" Kurt rolled his eyes, pushed Blaine back against the bed.

"Oh shut up, you." He touched their noses affectionately.

"Make me," Blaine dared. Kurt shrugged, and attached their lips together passionately. Kurt lightly bit Blaine's bottom lip, and as Blaine gasped, Kurt pushed his tongue inside Blaine's mouth, in an almost dance with Blaine's own. Kurt pulled back again with a dopey smile, and nuzzled his head into Blaine's neck.

"Oh! Kurt! Wait… you er... you have blood right?" Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah… why?"

"So you can still get like… erections right…" Kurt let out a shriek of laughter.

"Blaine!" Kurt managed within giggles. Kurt nodded his head, and could feel Blaine's sigh of relief.

"I was just wondering…" Kurt clapped his hand over Blaine's mouth. Blaine pressed light kisses to Kurt's palm.

"Do I need to make you shut up again?" Blaine nodded and Kurt laughed before bending down again and kissed Blaine's kiss-bruised lips lightly, but before long found the two grinding their hips together, their clothed erections rubbing against each other, providing amazing friction. Blaine moaned through Kurt's lips assaulting his own. Kurt pulled back, and saw Blaine's pouting face.

"Maybe we need to cool down?" Kurt proposed. Blaine groaned and Kurt sat up. He took a look out of the windows to the dark blue sky, and the stars that dotted the horizon.

"Time for bed soon." Kurt made to get up but Blaine's hand grabbed onto Kurt's wrist, pulling him back down.

"Cuddle?" Blaine whined. Kurt grinned.

"Of course," Kurt said, and laid back down, the two boys spooning. Blaine was the little spoon, and Kurt buried his face in his dark curly locks, arms wrapped around him protectively as the two drifted off to peaceful sleep.

Hope you enjoyed it, and please leave reviews! :)

I know it's a bit of a shorter chapter, but oh well! :p

Random fact; today's my birthday! Happy birthday to me :)