I had hoped to have this posted earlier today, but I was Christmas baking all morning and didn't have time to edit it until now... but well... it's here now? And 75 reviews... thank you all so much! I hope this chapter will be good, there were some parts that were a complete bitch to write, but I'm pretty happy with it now! Anyways, have a Merry Christmas, or Hanukkah, or Kwanzaa, or whatever you celebrate! Enjoy!
Chapter 13
Kurt sat in the chair, observing Blaine. He had never seen someone change before, and he hadn't known anything of his own, so he found this whole process quite interesting. Kurt's staring was interrupted by a dull, consistent pain on his wrist. Kurt looked down, and could have sworn he felt his un-beating heart flutter; a reddish line was starting to form around his pale wrist. Kurt grinned, as the door to his room creaked open.
"Hey Kurt, is Blaine already asleep?" Mercedes asked. Kurt looked up.
"You could say that…" Kurt said, smiling. Mercedes furrowed her eyebrows and walked over to Kurt. She cocked her head, and then her mouth fell open in surprise.
"I thought his heartbeat sounded different!" she said, and Kurt grinned, before quieting to take a listen himself.
Th-Thunk….Th-thunk….Th-Thunk
Blaine's heartbeats were erratic; a sign of the change. Mercedes head shot up quickly,
"Your wrist?" Mercedes asked slowly, waiting to see Kurt's reaction. Kurt grinned and held up his wrist which was now adorned with more prominent red lines. Mercedes bounded over and pulled Kurt into a tight hug.
"I'm so happy for you, Boo!" she gushed, and Kurt couldn't help the laughter that bubbled out of him.
"Thank-you, I'm so glad," Kurt said, smiling. Kurt walked over to Blaine's bedside and stared down into his face. Kurt could visually see the scars along Blaine's cheekbones and jaw disappearing, and his lips started to change shape. Kurt frowned; he didn't want Blaine's physical appearance to change a ton.
"How far along is he?" Mercedes asked from beside Kurt. Kurt checked the clock on the wall,
"Just over half an hour." Mercedes nodded.
"Do you want to do something while we wait?" Mercedes asked. Kurt pursed his lips and then nodded.
"Want to hunt?" Kurt shook his head.
"No, Blaine's going to need to hunt anyways once he wakes up… I guess I'll start packing our things," Kurt sighed rather sadly as he turned to face Mercedes.
"I'm going to miss you," Kurt murmured softly as he pulled Mercedes in for a hug.
"Don't you worry about me, I'm sure these aren't our last times together," Mercedes said, looking Kurt in the eye. "But I'm going to miss you as well," Kurt stepped back, and headed towards the huge walk-in closet. Mercedes watched him for a moment before heading out into the kitchen with a sad smile on her face.
Kurt kneeled down and grabbed the two large suitcases from the bottom of the closet. He straightened and began pulling clothes from the shelves and folding them. He paused however when he pulled out a familiar looking blue hoodie. He turned it around and let out a sigh. It was his Dalton hoodie. He instantly flashed back to his times at the school and in turn the friends he met there. He thought of the guys and especially Jeff with a rush of longing. If I miss them this much, Blaine must be miserable… Kurt thought. He looked over to the bed at the unconscious boy-soon-to-be-vampire and wondered if he was doing the right thing. He sighed and shrugged, then zipped up the suitcases and wheeled them out into the living room.
Kurt dramatically let the bags fall to the ground and sighed loudly. Mercedes turned from her spot on the couch and smiled at him.
"So, you haven't really told me much about your new guy…" Kurt began, plopping down beside Mercedes.
"Well, his name's Sam and I met him hunting one night… We er… ran into each other I guess you could say… and look!" Mercedes pulled up her sleeve and Kurt gasped and grabbed her wrist and brought it to his face. A fairly prominent, tribal-looking, blood-red tattoo circled her wrist. Kurt squealed.
"Do I get to meet him?" Kurt asked. Mercedes bit her lip.
"He was going to come over later tonight… after you guys er left… but I could see if he would want to drop by for a little bit now," Mercedes said. Kurt nodded.
"That sounds wonderful; it would probably be better if he maybe left before Blaine woke up though… I'd imagine it's going to be confusing enough as it is without having to meet a whole new person. I remember when I got turned myself…" Kurt trailed off, thinking of his creator, Benjamin, and how he had freaked out at him after he had been changed.
"I'll go call him! Are you all packed?" Kurt nodded, and Mercedes headed to the kitchen to make the call. Kurt sat back against the couch and let his thoughts go adrift.
When Mercedes returned moments later with her phone clutched in her hand, she had a huge smile on her face. Kurt smiled right back,
"I take it he's coming?" Kurt asked. Mercedes nodded.
"You're going to love him – I hope so anyways," Kurt laughed.
"Did he say how long he would be?"
"Probably about an hour; he was a little bit out of town," Mercedes said as she sat down.
There was a knock on the front door, and Mercedes instantly shot out of her chair to answer the door. She returned seconds later with a tall, well-built blonde man beside her.
"Kurt, this is Sam. Sam, Kurt." Mercedes introduced, as Kurt stood and shook hands with the newcomer with a smile.
"Nice to meet you; even though I feel that I should have met my best-friend's future mate long before this," Kurt added with a playful glare sent at Mercedes, who grinned sheepishly.
"Likewise," Sam replied.
"Can I get you anything? Are you hungry?" Kurt asked, starting towards the kitchen but Sam shook his head.
"I'm alright, I was just hunting actually," Kurt nodded, then sat back down on the couch and gestured for Sam and Mercedes to do the same.
"So, Sam, tell me about yourself?" Kurt asked.
"Well, my name's Sam Evans, and I was turned in 1254 in … I think they call it California now. Ever since then, I've been roaming around, living with random groups of vampires for a few decades before moving on, but, " Sam shot a shy glance at Mercedes, "I'd say I have found one for me to stay with forever…" Sam's hand snuck from his spot on his thigh and intertwined his fingers with Mercedes who let out a happy sigh. Kurt nodded, trying to keep the smile off his face. I feel like an over-protective Dad, Kurt thought.
"Do you have any specials?" Kurt asked, but Sam shook his head.
"Alas, no. Only power I have is I have a huge amount of love for Miss Mercedes here," Sam leaned over and placed a quick peck on her cheek. Kurt looked down at the hands that were clasped together and couldn't help the smile that creeped upon his face when he saw the matching blood-red tattoos that circled around both of their wrists. Sam suddenly cocked his head and took a deep breath.
"Is… is that a heartbeat I hear?" Sam asked slowly, his gaze sweeping the room until it landed on the door to Kurt's bedroom. Kurt stiffened in his seat, but calmly turned to Sam.
"Yes. I have a human in there that is currently undergoing the change, and is about two hours along." Sam relaxed and Kurt relaxed a fraction of an amount so he would still be ready to shoot out of his seat if needed. Sam seemed to read Kurt's thoughts,
"I mean the human no harm, I was just curious as to why there was a heartbeat present in the home of vampires. Now that you mention it," Sam paused and listened. "The heartbeat does sound a little different than a regular human. And I just hunted before I came, so I mean your human no harm." Kurt couldn't help the soft smile that came on his face when Sam said "his human", but it quickly melted off when Kurt realized that Blaine wouldn't be 'his little human' for much longer. Kurt checked the clock on the wall; for only an hour longer, Kurt thought.
"I understand, I'm a little over-protective at times, I'm afraid," Kurt said and chuckled softly. Mercedes rolled her eyes then lay her head on Sam's shoulder. Sam's gaze went to the suitcases.
"Are you two leaving? Is that why I'm moving in later tonight?" Sam asked, and Kurt nodded.
"Once Blaine is turned, he's going to need to be away from the city for a while… even more so if he ends up having powers. I had asked Mercedes to come… but I believe her words were, and I quote, "fuck off, I have a boyfriend now." Kurt finished with a smirk. Mercedes shot out of her seat.
"I did not say that!" She screeched and Kurt doubled over laughing.
"No, no, of course not. But it was that general idea," Kurt added, looking at Mercedes who sat down because she couldn't deny it.
"I'll still miss you though," She said softly and Kurt nodded.
"As I will you,"
The three fell into an easy conversation, leaving Kurt stunned as to how much he liked Sam and how perfect he thought they were for each other.
Kurt laughed then turned to check the clock and let out a gasp.
"Blaine's change is ending in like half an hour… and it's never exactly three hours…" Kurt trailed off looking at the couple, whose faces fell with sadness.
"I guess that's our queue," Sam said as he stood. Mercedes slowly stood behind him as she bit her lip. She suddenly shot forward and pulled Kurt into a hug with tears streaming down her face.
"I-I know this is stupid, we're bound to see each other again… but it's just… I'm going to miss you so much," Mercedes managed. Kurt wrapped his arms around the crying girl and rubbed soothing circles into her back as he hushed her.
"'Cedes, baby. We'll call each other whenever we can, and I'm sure Sam is going to take great care of you, so much so that you're not going to miss me at all," Kurt spoke the last part as he looked over Mercedes shoulder at Sam, who nodded. Kurt pulled back but looked into Mercedes eyes.
"We'll be out of here in two hours at most. You're going to be fine… Don't trash the place," Kurt added with a wink. Mercedes sniffled and nodded, and Kurt reached out and wiped a tear from her face. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
"'Bye Kurt… Call me when you get… when you get wherever you're going. Blaine's going to be wonderful, I can tell," Mercedes said softly. Kurt nodded.
"Of course, and thank you." Mercedes backed away, and she instantly moved to Sam who enveloped her in a hug, before leading her by the hand towards the door. As Mercedes stood in the open doorway, she turned.
"Love you, Kurt."
"Love you too, Mercedes," Mercedes seemed to steel herself, and she straightened and closed the door.
As the sound of the door swinging shut echoed through the apartment, Kurt threw himself onto the couch and let the tears he had been holding back escape as he cried softly into the couch cushion, the memories from the last forty years with Mercedes running through his mind.
A sharp pain on his wrist jolted Kurt out of his thoughts as he sat up and looked down. His jaw fell open – the slightly red lines that were there before were now a fairly-prominent, blood-red, tribal looking tattoo that circled around his wrist. Kurt grinned in spite of his sadness, but then realized what it meant. Blaine would be waking up soon, Kurt glanced at the clock, in ten minutes. Kurt jumped up and immediately ran to his bedroom stopping just beside Blaine's head on the pillow. Kurt looked down, hardly daring to breathe.
Blaine looked… Blaine looked perfect. Kurt's mouth fell open at the beautiful brunette before him. Blaine's unruly curls seemed in place, with an obvious lack of gel. Blaine's lips were perfect and symmetrical; his skin was a beautiful olive colour and absolutely glowing. Kurt sighed in relief when he saw that the change had left Blaine's eyebrows the same; Kurt had found he had come to love his triangular brows. Even though Kurt really wanted to peel back the blankets and look at Blaine's body, he stopped himself. Kurt, almost giddy with anticipation, shrank back to the chair he had originally sat in and waited, his eyes on the clock.
As Kurt had his eyes trained on Blaine, the tiny movement of Blaine's hand had Kurt instantly shooting to his bedside. Kurt could see Blaine's eyes moving behind his eyelids, and Kurt hesitantly pressed his hand to Blaine's chest and was confused to hear a heartbeat. He kept his hands there and waited for the next one before realizing that there wasn't going to be one. Blaine had completed the change. Kurt kneeled beside Blaine's head and hesitantly reached his hand up to cup Blaine's smooth cheek. Suddenly, Blaine's eyes fluttered open, and before Kurt could say anything, his wrist exploded with pain that had him curling up on the floor, whimpering. Blaine was still a little hazy, and didn't even realize what had happened. The pain faded after a moment, and as Kurt got back up, he looked at his wrist; the tattoo was filled in and contrasted with his pale skin. Kurt met Blaine's gaze, and all the air left his lungs. Blaine's irises were literally the colour of liquid gold. Kurt sucked in a breath.
"Blaine," Kurt murmured, and Blaine's eyes focused and he sat up quickly in the bed.
"Your voice… it's so… perfect. And you! How come you didn't tell me you were this beautiful before?" Blaine said, as he took in his surroundings with his heightened senses. Blaine looked down at himself, and frowned.
"Kurt… did you give me a tattoo?" Blaine asked confusedly. Kurt smiled.
"I'll explain everything to you… can I see it though?" Kurt asked. Blaine nodded and flung his wrist out from under the covers. Kurt let out a shriek as he dropped to the floor as the fireball whizzed from Blaine's hand and exploded on the wall behind him.
"What the fuck!" Blaine yelled, as he instantly dropped to the floor to check on Kurt. The area where Blaine stood instantly had a ring of fire surrounding Blaine's feet. Kurt, acting on instinct, flung his hand towards the fire and a spray of water shot forward, extinguishing the blast. Kurt looked down at his hands, dumbfounded.
"We're going to need to talk, but we need to get out of here before we trash the place. Come, I already packed our things, but we're not getting in my car yet," Kurt paused, before moving towards the window.
"Follow me," And Kurt dropped out of the window with Blaine following uncertainly behind him.
Kurt didn't stop sprinting until he reached a set of stone cliffs that overlooked the huge Lake Erie. Kurt stopped and turned and saw Blaine right behind him. Kurt turned.
"What do you want to know first?" Kurt asked.
"Fire, definitely fire. And where did you get the water thing from?" Blaine asked. Kurt nodded and motioned Blaine to sit down on the smooth rocks and Kurt did the same.
"I'm guessing your ability is a pyro, which means you can produce and manipulate fire. As I'm sure you remember the fireball in the bedroom, that means that you can't control it, yet," Kurt added. At Blaine's blank look, he continued. "Special abilities do not come easily, and most take anywhere from two weeks to a month to control, depending on the ability. And, I have a theory about why I suddenly became a Hydro; I read about this kind of thing a couple decades ago I believe. I read that if a vampire has a special power, like you for example. When they mate, if possible, their mate will develop a power opposite of it, so-" Kurt made to continue, but was shushed by Blaine.
"Mate?" Blaine asked, looking at Kurt.
"I guess I'll explain that now, you know your 'tattoo' on your wrist? That's actually called a mate-mark. What happens is when a vampire meets their mate, they get the first stage of the mark. But, if they meet their mate while their mate is human like I did, it's only once they've changed that they get the mark. The mark stays this colour," Kurt pointed at the red tattoo circling his wrist, "until the mates feed from each other. After that it turns sapphire. And… if one of the mate dies, the mark turns black. Not much more is known about what happens to a vampire once it's mate dies because… well usually they don't outlive their mate by long. Does that make sense?" Kurt finished, looking at Blaine. He was suddenly struck by how absolutely sexy Blaine looked, and had to restrain himself from jumping on him right there. Blaine nodded slowly.
"So basically, that means that we actually belong together… yes?" Kurt nodded. "Soul mates, baby!" Blaine yelled as he shot forward and tackled Kurt. Kurt started laughing and gave Blaine a quick kiss but then pulled back; he realized he didn't fancy being pinned by someone who hadn't learned to control a fire ability.
"Er, how about you learn to control your power maybe? I don't really feel like being er… barbequed…" Kurt said awkwardly. Blaine immediately stiffened and climbed off of Kurt.
"Oh, oh. Right. Okay. Uh, Kurt, I'm kind of hungry. Like thirsty…" Kurt's eyes widened.
"Of course! Let's go hunt, we can see what's in the forest," Kurt gestured to the wide, green forest that sprawled out behind them. Blaine nodded and stood, and slowly extended his hand to help Kurt up, his face screwed up in concentration. Kurt slowly reached and let his hand meet Blaine's, and he could have sworn that he saw a puff of steam when their palms touched.
Blaine followed behind Kurt as he walked silently through the forest. Blaine looked down at his hand, as he opened it, palm up. He willed fire to manifest in his hand, and he concentrated hard, visualizing it in his mind. He looked down, and saw his hands turning faintly red but nothing else. He sighed and shoved his hands down by his sides. Kurt looked back with a questioning look on his face, but Blaine shook his head.
Being a vampire was pretty hard to get used to. The sprint to the cliffs hadn't taken anything out of him and he had figured he had been running at least at 100km an hour. And plus, how did he not notice how beautiful Kurt was before? And his eyes, good lord. He could get lost in them. Blaine suddenly looked in front of him to find Kurt crouched down behind a small bush. Blaine quickly joined him. Kurt gestured to the small herd of deer that were grazing nearby.
"Watch me first?" Kurt whispered lowly. Blaine nodded, secretly excited to see his boyfr- no, mate, Blaine corrected himself, hunt. Kurt took a deep breath, before darting forward and taking down the closest deer with ease as he quickly bit into its neck and drank deeply. Blaine heard the moan of absolute desire that Kurt made, and acting on instinct, tore out from the trees and jumped on the slowest of the deer that we're trying to run. He pinned the deer, then paused. He looked down at the frantic animal, suddenly unsure.
"Blaine! Do it now!" Kurt called from his own kill. Blaine steeled himself, dipped his head and sunk his teeth into the warm throat of the animal. As the first drop of blood hit his tongue, Blaine felt his mind drifting from rational thoughts as he fastened his lips onto the bite and began swallowing the lifeblood of the now-limp deer by the mouthful, eagerly gulping down the the blood, with tasted like liquid amazingness.
Blaine heard light footsteps behind him and didn't bother turning away from his delicious meal as he knew that they belonged to Kurt. Blaine only straightened and turned when the blood stopped flowing, and Blaine let the head fall to the ground. He turned and faced Kurt who had a smile on his face.
"You did wonderful, but you got a little something on your face," Kurt said softly as he moved forward and pressed his lips against Blaine, swiping his tongue against his lips. Blaine immediately parted them, and Kurt's tongue slithered in as he tangled with Blaine's own. Blaine let out a moan at the taste of blood in Kurt's mouth, and he sucked on Kurt's lips. The blood in the kiss emitted sparks, as Blaine brought up his hands to Kurt's cheek and tilted his head up. Blaine trailed his lips down his mate's long, pale neck stopping at his collarbone. He sucked hard and then bit down sharply on the skin, but not hard enough to draw blood. Kurt let loose a whimper as Blaine licked over the bite marks. Kurt's hand wandered lower to cup Blaine through his pants when suddenly Blaine pulled back with a groan his hands going to cover his own crotch and the big wet spot that was there. Kurt looked mortified.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry Blaine, I guess I still need to learn to control my ability…" Kurt trailed off. Blaine tried to wring the freezing water from his crotch and now-killed erection.
"I guess that kind of ruined the mood…" Kurt added with a small smile. Blaine looked over at Kurt.
"I guess that was the better alternative to me doing that to you…" Blaine said, smirking. And suddenly, the two doubled over laughing until they were clutching the trees for support.
Moments later, they managed to straighten and made their way back to the house.
Kurt turned to Blaine who was beside him, the wind blowing through his curls at the speed they were going.
"So I've already packed our stuff… I think I'll just leave my car here because I don't think we're going to need it," Kurt said easily. Blaine nodded.
"Where are we going?" Blaine replied, his tone not breathless at all.
"I have a small cabin that's a little bit out of town," Kurt paused, for they were outside their front door.
"I think maybe you should stay out here, I don't think we need another fire ball lighting the place on fire," Kurt said, winking at Blaine, who smiled sheepishly.
"Sorry," Blaine muttered, but Kurt just pecked him on the cheek and went inside to fetch their suitcases.
Good? :-) I hope you all enjoyed that. I probably wont be updating for the next week maybe because I'll be super busy; a friend of mine who moved a few years ago is in town, so I don't think I'll have that much time to write. Oh, a heads up: my computer is seemingly falling apart, so if something happens to it, I wont be able to post for the next little bit, but I'll try to let you all know! Thanks for reading, and as always, feel free to review and check out all my other stories! :-)