A/N: So here I am with an update. It's a little angsty or a lot angsty. Sorry, this chapter mostly focuses on Kurt's past and has some key information. But on the bright side there was a wee bit of fluff at the end. Be proud of me for that at least.

Disclaimer: No Glee. Me sad.

Kurt glanced at his watch. Where was he? Oh, why should he even be thinking about this? He didn't need another relationship at the moment. But, Blaine was obviously gay after what happened the other night, so where was the harm? Kurt knew he was being an idiot. There was always harm no matter where you went. Life was like that he'd learned. But after what Blaine said…. Could this be something more? No. Kurt said to himself. You are making the same mistakes over again. This is the exact same thing that happened with Anthony. Don't be a fool and let history repeat itself.

Was history really repeating itself though? Blaine seemed caring where Anthony was demanding. Anthony had been sweet though? Oh stop it you stupid mind! I thought we were over him. Obviously not, a part of Kurt said. You still feel for him. But, he felt for Blaine too. Didn't he? Ugh! He didn't need this right now. Not with the big audition coming up. But what Blaine had said…

Flashback:

(At Kurt's apartment door after dinner in the Bronx)

"Thank you so much Blaine. You really cheered me up," Kurt said smiling at the shorter boy. "Any time," Blaine replied. "You seemed like you really needed it." Kurt blushed and said, "Well I've been going through a rough time." Blaine looked at him with concern filled eyes. "Is it anything you want to maybe talk about?" He asked with complete sincerity. The look in his eyes completely overwhelmed Kurt. He had only met him earlier today, yet it seemed like they'd known each other for years. Blaine then said something that completely surprised him.

"I broke up with my boyfriend when I came to live in New York."

Kurt stared at him speechless. Part of his mind was going, Yay he's gay! I have a chance! While the more logical part of his brain kept saying, you don't need this. Not now.

Blaine seemed oblivious to the workings of Kurt's mind and continued,"I know how hard it is and if you ever need to talk just give me a call."

Kurt stared at Blaine dumbly, until his words seemed to sink in. "Yeah, sure. Hey do you wanna meet up for coffee sometime later this week?"

Blaine truly did have a smile that could light up a room, and when he turned it on Kurt, well let's just say Kurt had to grab on to something and fast. Kurt was almost knocked off his feet (quite literally) and the smile on Blaine's face was quickly switched into a look of concern.

"Are you sure you're okay?" "I'm just dandy," Kurt replied, suddenly wishing for him to be behind his apartment door and in the dark recesses of his room. That is of course unless Rachel was home.

"Well all right then," Blaine said, grabbing Kurt's phone from his hand and swiftly putting his number on speed dial. "Just text me the details for coffee," He said with a smile before he left.

End Flashback.

Kurt was left in a sort of shell shocked state as he stepped behind his door. Blaine had a boyfriend. Had as in the past tense. Had meaning he was completely available now. Had also meaning that Kurt had a boyfriend. A boyfriend who broke his heart. A boyfriend who was now much happier than him. A boyfriend who was impossible to forget. Kurt continuously listed things in his head until an idea hit him. A boyfriend who was about to be replaced.

When Mercedes, his best friend from his hometown, had called him warning him that Anthony was planning a trip to New York, Kurt was a wreck. That had been two weeks ago, and Anthony was planning on visiting in the next week. It was also obviously hinted that Anthony wanted to apologize to him, a thing he would never accept. He wasn't his step-brother who forgived every girl whenever they cheated on him.

No, he was Kurt. A super diva, who was not about to forgive the most recent bane of his existence. Anthony was a jerk who realized what he had only once it was gone. Kurt thought about it for a moment before he came to the same conclusion as always. He wasn't enough for Anthony to not want more.

Well, Anthony was about to go taste his rainbow- Kurt was going to find solace in Blaine, a decent dresser and a great person.

Blaine was on his way to movement class when his mind began to wander to places he tried to avoid. He knew it was necessary to think about how he felt about Kurt—but he still wished he didn't have to. He knew for a fact that he was attracted to him, that much was given by Kurt's looks and absolute confidence.

But—Kurt was not ready for a boyfriend. From what Blaine had seen Kurt had just gotten out of a messy relationship.

Blaine was just about to enter the classroom when a hand grabbed his shoulder. He instinctively lashed out, stopping seconds before he hit who he now realized was the girl from the auditorium on his first day.

"Wha…Who?" Blaine asked, stumbling over his words.

"You were the boy Kurt ditched me for." It was meant as a question, but it came out sounding more like a statement.

"That I am," Blaine replied, wondering where this conversation was going.

"I just wanted to thank you. Kurt seems a lot happier than he has been in months," the Jew said.

"I don't mean to be rude or anything… but what's your name?" Blaine asked.

"Oh! My pardon! My name is Rachel Berry, actress and singer extraordinaire. I actually am on my way to movement class."

Oh, Blaine thought. So this girl must be an acting major too.

Rachel seemed to have a weird telepathy-like ability, because her next words were, "I'm minoring in drama; my dream is to act on Broadway."

"Oh," Blaine said. He felt a little stupid seeing as he could only manage one syllable after he saw the man walking behind Rachel. He was even more surprised when the man tapped her on the shoulder, and she turned around with a smile on her face until she saw who it was.

"Anthony," Rachel said, her face going hard and her eyes steely.

"Wow Rachel. You were never known to be so short with words," the tall, tan, dark haired hunk replied.

Blaine quickly closed his mouth after he realized he had been standing there like a gaping oaf. This Anthony was obviously gorgeous, he had fine muscles underneath his designer t-shirt. Dark hair that would make any girl swoon, and to die for green eyes. In all honesty he looked like an Italian super model.

"Why are you here Anthony?" Rachel asked her face still as hard as a rock.

"Can't I come to my new classroom without all this pressure," Anthony said with a threatening twinkle in his eyes. Suddenly it seemed as if he noticed Blaine. His grin became wolfish, yet somehow made him even sexier.

"If your mouth continues to stay open you'll end up eating a bug," Anthony said with a predatorily glint in his eye.

Rachel seemed to not be able to have any of it. She turned on Anthony as Blaine blushed a beat red and began screaming at him in the middle of the hallway. "How can you do this to Kurt? After you made such of a fuss over him choosing his future over you, he was actually just beginning to heal! You're a cruel, cruel person for coming to New York! He was getting better and you pull this! Even if the two of you are over, you were once in love! Are you just that cruel of a person that his feelings don't matter? If so, GO BURN IN HELL YOU *******!

Crash!

Kurt was just walking back to Rachel with their two mochas when he began to hear screaming. He decided it was probably part of one of the other freshman classes. Plenty of the course was spent in just being silly and getting comfortable with yourself.

He turned the corner of the hallway when he saw them. The coffees were immediately forgotten and they crashed to the floor along with his books. This resulted in a huge puddle of coffee and papers.

Blaine seemed to see Kurt and rushed over to him only to find him shaking.

Rachel seemed stunned for a moment, before she turned and looked Anthony in the eye and said, "It would be best if you would go."

But Anthony would have none of it. He rushed over to Kurt and said, "Baby are you okay?"

Blaine's eyes flashed over to him with a fierce sense of anger overpowering all of his other senses. "Of course he isn't!" he snapped.

Kurt looked up at Anthony, while still being wrapped in Blaine's arms. "Why?" He managed to choke out over the sobs that just seemed to be unable to be repressed.

"Why?" Anthony echoed. "I came to see you."

"No," Kurt said, finally being able to regain some composure. "Why can't you see that I don't love you anymore? The unanswered calls, emails, letters, and texts; they would be big enough signs for any other person."

Anthony seemed unfazed by Kurt's words of cruelty. "Sweetie, you only think you don't. From what I see, you are only replacing me with this curly haired twit."

Blaine was instantly insulted and enraged. Twit. Who was this English ass calling a twit? He was obviously the one who wasn't able to get the message that Kurt wasn't interested.

That was when the professor came out and ushered them into the class.

Once inside, Kurt sat in the back with Blaine and Rachel on either side of him. Anthony was smart enough to not instigate a fight on his first day at classes and sat up front. Kurt barely concentrated throughout the entire class. I mean I knew he was visiting, but I had no idea he would pull something like this I mean can the guy get any more—his thoughts were interrupted by a note that was slid onto his desk.

He opened it, it was from Blaine. It read:

Hey, are you okay? You seemed pretty shaken up back there. Anyway, I think we need to talk.

-B

Kurt looked at the message for a moment before he replied with:

I'm not okay. I know that it isn't what you want to hear, but it's the truth. I agree, we do need to talk. Coffee after class? Just the two of us, I don't want to deal with him.

-K

Kurt passed the note to Blaine, who after reading it for a moment gave him a nod.

At the coffee shop it was undeniably awkward. Kurt wanted to spill his soul to Blaine, but at the same time yearned for the time when he was able to be closed off from everyone.

Blaine realized that they would get nowhere if the conversation didn't start soon said, "Kurt, who is Anthony?"

"My vicious ex," Kurt replied as they took their seats in a corner in the back.

"What happened?" Blaine asked prodding Kurt to elaborate.

"We broke it off after I got accepted into Julliard," Kurt said with little to no emotion.

"Kurt," Blaine said, suddenly exasperated. "I can't help you if you refuse to tell me anything."

That was when Kurt truly broke down. The tears were silent, but they were plenty.

Blaine would have told him he should stop and that he didn't really need to know—but that would be lying. Kurt had kept things bottled up for too long. Sure he probably talked to that Jewish girl about it, but that was different. She obviously didn't know the whole story. Kurt needed to repeat his tale and have some of the burden that the stress gave him given to someone besides himself. It wasn't healthy.

"It all started in my junior year," He said in between the tears.

Flashback:

Kurt walked down the halls of McKinley, his head held high. He was the only out gay at his school, and nobody ever let him forget it. He didn't need them to like him, to be honest he didn't really care if they hated his guts, he had his girls and the guys in glee.

Being honest with himself, Kurt was a little shocked of all the guys support. He figure some of them would be homophobic, and some of them were for a while. Now, they were like one big family of losers.

Kurt was so deep in thought; he didn't even notice the approaching lettermen jackets. Nor did he notice the cold slushies they held in their hands.

"Ready for a treat you little Fag," One of them taunted.

Kurt looked up just in time for the red liquid to be dumped on his body. He looked down only to notice that his new white coat was ruined. He was instantly livid, and grabbing the one nearest to him, shoved him against a locker with strength that surprised even him.

"I'll have you know, this coat cost more than your entire wardrobe, plus all the slushies you bought this year."

The rest of the team stayed in a sort of shock, because to be honest, not a single one of the kids they'd ever slushied had ever fought back as valiantly before. Not even Puck, resident bad boy.

They recovered quickly, two of them fast approaching Kurt before they were stopped by a strong, and undeniably handsome transfer student.

"Whatever this gentleman has done, I take the fault on me," said the stranger, who had an accent that was a mix between British and Italian.

"And who are you?" asked one of the football players.

"One who will do more than he hath threatened," Replied the stranger with a glare at both of the boys.

The entire time this encounter was taking place, all Kurt could think was, Holy Shit, Holy Shit! He just quoted Shakespeare! Shakespeare! And so on and so forth went the mini-parade in his mind.

It wasn't until the hot stranger grabbed him and shut them in the boys bathroom did he come to his senses. He wasn't even fully aware of his surroundings until he was ordered to sit on the sink, where the stranger proceeded to put some soap on a paper towel and begin to wipe the slushie off Kurt's clothes.

"Oh!" Kurt said coming to his senses. "Let me take that," he said, grabbing the paper towel and beginning to wipe himself off.

"That was some pretty rough stuff out there….?" The stranger said, asking the name of the student he had just rescued.

"Kurt," replied the blue-eyed boy. "Kurt Hummel. Thank you for saving me…?"

"Oh, my apologies, my name is Anthony."

"Well it's a pleasure to meet you Anthony. You quoted Shakespeare out there didn't you?"

Anthony's entire face seemed to light up. "You know Shakespeare?"

Kurt looked at him like he was crazy. "Everyone knows Shakespeare."

"Well, I know that. But, you were able to recognize a quote from The Twelfth Night, and seemingly by heart do I know such a play."

Kurt smiled at the strange way his sentence was phrased.

Then Anthony moved forward placing a finger on Kurt's face, murmuring, "Let me help you with that."

Kurt leaned in, in anticipation. Anthony moved his hand to Kurt's cheek wiping some slushie off. "You missed some right here," He said putting a finger to Kurt's lips. Anthony and Kurt leaned in, sharing a kiss that was as sweet as all first kisses were meant to be. It was closed-mouth and completely innocent.

Kurt felt like he was on cloud-nine and for a long while they were happy.

End Flashback.

At the end of Kurt's story, Kurt seemed to be in even more emotional pain than before. Blaine just sat there confused, he knew there was a bad part standing in the horizon, but it just didn't seem plausible at this point in the story.

"Kurt?" Blaine asked carefully. "What happened next?"

"We—We were ha—appy for a-a while. Then An—anth—ony ch-changed.

Flashback:

The young couple faced down everything together. They faced the bullies, everything.

Then, during the end of senior year, Anthony became suddenly very over bearing. He wanted Kurt to do everything together with him. He made Kurt apply to all the same colleges as him, and he also got in with the bad crowd.

It was only through secret that Kurt was able to apply to Julliard. Anthony began hanging out with the members on his dance crew more and more, they were all druggies. Kurt would always try to pull him back to the light, but as soon as Anthony felt like he didn't want Kurt to do that, he would bring up the first incident with the slushie.

He would basically just blackmail Kurt into submission, guilting him into attending parties with him.

It got to the boiling point though when Kurt got back from his rehearsal for one of the musicals being performed at the local theater, only to find Anthony getting high in the parking lot of the 7-eleven.

He rushed over to his boyfriend, deciding then that he needed help.

Anthony was finally making some head way with his therapists when the college acceptance letters came.

Kurt was actually extremely nervous to show him. Ever since the incident at the 7-eleven Anthony had been bi-polar. His therapists said it was his way of functioning without the drug, but it terrified Kurt all the same.

He had been accepted into Julliard and had already sent his reply of confirmation. When Kurt had gone into tell Anthony things had started out surprisingly good. It was one of Anthony's good days, he was actually acting like he had when they first met: quoting Shakespeare and sing random lines from musicals.

Kurt had gone in with a purpose, and as always he was shockingly blunt and right to the point. "I can't go to Ohio State with you."

Anthony looked confused for a second before he said, "Of course you can silly." And with a peck on the nose he returned to his Sports Illustrated magazine which he unsurprisingly read for the articles not the woman like most men.

"No," Kurt said. "I seriously can't. I'm going to New York City to attend Julliard next fall.

With that Anthony's eyes flashed. He stood up and said to Kurt, "After all we've been through, you want to gallop away to New York and make a fool out of yourself?"

Kurt looked at Anthony in shock. "You've got to be kidding me? Your future is apparently more important than our love?" continued the Italian.

Kurt stood gaping. He had known Anthony would be against the idea, but he never knew he could be so cruel. "Anthony. That is not what I said at all," Kurt said slowly, almost pleadingly as he saw the look in his boyfriend's eyes.

"I bet you're leaving me for some Broadway faery," Anthony sneered with a cruel leer in his voice.

That was when Kurt chose to flee the room in tears. The summer came and went, Anthony and Kurt met more throughout it with harsh words exchanged every time, and not once did either apologize.

On Kurt's last day in Ohio, he came to Anthony to attempt to make amends at least one last time.

Anthony's response was only more harsh words.

It was at the end of the meeting that the lowest blow was finally thrown. "I never loved you." Whack!

At Kurt's protests about how they could make long distance work, Anthony responded with the lowest blow that can be thrown in a relationship and a solid hit to the face. Kurt left that day knowing that this was not the same man he had fallen in love with during his Junior year.

End Flashback.'

"Wow Kurt. I'm so sorry," Blaine said sincerely after Kurt's tale of misfortune had been completed.

"It's okay, you were right I did need to tell somebody the whole story," Kurt replied, a smiling gracing his tear-stained cheeks.

"Well I am just honored that you chose me to share it with," Blaine replied sincerely. "Come On, I'll take you home."

Kurt and Blaine hailed a taxi, who took them to Kurt's front door and yet again for the second night in a row, they stood gazing at each other in front of his door.

"Thank you," Kurt said looking at Blaine. "Thank you for being an amazing friend even though I have only just met you and you didn't have to do any of this."

Blaine looked at Kurt with a new emotion he had never felt before. "I wanted to do this," Blaine said looking at Kurt in a way that made Kurt's heart feel like it was melting inside his chest.

As Blaine was about to leave, Kurt grabbed his shoulder. "Please don't leave. I don't think I'd be able to handle being alone tonight," Kurt said with a pleading look in his eyes. "Rachel is out at an all-night party and I just—can't."

"Of course," Blaine said smiling. "Do you have any Disney movies?"

"Only every single one of them," Kurt said with a grin.

And that is how they spent their night, watching all the Disney classics. Halfway throught the seventh movie Kurt leaned against Blaine with his head on the shorter boy's shoulder, fast asleep.

Blaine was in shock for a moment or two, before realizing how warm and good Kurt felt. Yea, He thought. I could definitely do this again.