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Kurt didn't want to say goodbye to Dave that night. They had been laying on his bed talking for almost five hours, Kurt had drifted in and out of sleep and the last time he woke up, Dave had reluctantly told him that he had to go. A few kisses later, Kurt was alone again.
Burt came upstairs to announce that supper was ready and Kurt followed him sluggishly down the stairs. Puck, Finn, Mike, Sam, and Artie were all sitting at the table. Finn had decided to invite the boys over for a video game marathon.
"Hey, Kurt." Artie waved, "Where were you today, bro?"
Kurt shrugged weakly, "Sick."
Burt and Carole gave him concerned looks and he made a barely successful attempt to assure them that he was okay with a tired smile.
"Rachel was mad that your boyfriend didn't show up to glee today." Finn told him.
"Sorry," Kurt looked down at his plate, "I wanted to hang out with him so he skipped."
"You hung out with him for an awful long time," Puck waggled his eyebrows, "what did you two get up to in there?"
Kurt blushed and almost laughed as he saw his father's eyes widen. "We were talking." Kurt said.
"Uh-huh." Puck narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
"Cool hat." Sam said looking at Kurt's new hat that was covering up his new hairdo.
"Thanks." Kurt was suddenly aware that he was starving and blanked out anymore hat comments to eat his supper.
"Hungry much?" Mike chuckled.
Kurt stopped eating and blushed, "Stop staring and eat your food." He growled.
"Yeah, we don't want Kurt to eat it." Puck remarked.
Kurt rolled his eyes. He hadn't eaten all day so he had an excuse! Plus, he had four hours of chemotherapy that morning and... a wave of nausea swept over him. "One second." Kurt stood up and quickly walked to the bathroom to expel his stomach's contents. At least he made it to the bathroom that time.
"Thank goodness you spared the floor this time." Carole's voice came from behind him as she knelt down to pat his back.
"Y-" He couldn't get an entire word out as he heaved again, "Why is this happening to me?" He moaned.
"I don't know, sweety." Carole said quietly.
Kurt's nausea slowly resided and he leaned into Carole's arms, accepting her embrace. Kurt tried to ignore the burning in his throat as he listened to Carole who was humming an unfamiliar tune. "I should brush my teeth." Kurt sighed after almost a minute.
Carole smiled, "Okay sweetheart."
Kurt got up and walked to the sink to brush his teeth. He looked like a mess. His hat was tilted to one side, he had bags under his eyes from staying up late worrying about his Leukemia, and he was unusually pale. "I can't wait until this week is over," Kurt mused. "I'm a mess."
Carole chuckled, "I'm sure it'll be over before you know it."
If only.
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Thursday was the day that he told everyone. Finn had told the glee club that Kurt was really sick and had been throwing up and sleeping a lot. The glee club's motto had always been 'everything can be fixed if we sing about it!', and this time was no exception.
"Hey, Kurt." Rachel poked her head into Kurt's room where he was reading a Vogue magizine and trying to keep his eyes open. "Could you come downstairs for a minute? We have a surprise for you."
Kurt sighed and tossed the magizine aside, glad that he hadn't taken his hat off. When he tried to stand up, his legs refused to hold him and he stumbled back and sat on his bed again. "Can't the surprise come to me?" Kurt moaned.
"Well," Blaine's head appeared in the doorway, he seemed more normal than Kurt had seen him in weeks. "We won't all fit in here."
"We'll help you." Rachel and Blaine walked over to him and helped him up, leading him downstairs to the livingroom then sitting him down on the couch. Carole and Burt were at work and had told Kurt that he was supposed to look after Finn though Kurt knew that they had told Finn the same thing. Kurt could hardly stand at the moment, another side effect of the chemo. He knew that he just had one more day before he was given three weeks to recover. He had read that the dread of upcoming chemo treatments made the recovery time a horrible experience, too, so he decided not to think about it.
"We heard that you were really sick, boo." Mercedes said, "So, we decided to sing something for you."
"And I made you a card." Brittany said vacantly and handed him a folded piece of paper with 'I love you dolphin!' scrawled across it in glitter.
"Thank you Britt." Kurt smiled at the glitter soaked card. He had kept all of her cards, they way have looked like Martha Stewart threw up on them, but he loved every one of them.
Finn stood in the middle of everyone and began to sing while everyone else sang backup, "When you're weary, Feeling small, When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all."
All of the girls sang together, "I'm on your side, When times get rough, And friends just can't be found, Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down, Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down."
The girls sang backup as the boys came in, "When you're down and out, When you're on the street, When evening falls so hard, I will comfort you, I'll take your part, When darkness comes, And pain is all around, Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down, Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down."
The boys dropped out and the girls sang, "Sail on Silver Girl, Sail on by, Your time has come to shine, All your dreams are on their way."
Everyone sang the end together, "See how they shine, If you need a friend, I'm sailing right behind, Like a bridge over troubled water, I will ease your mind, Like a bridge over troubled water, I will ease your mind."
"Are you okay, Kurty?" Brittany asked wide-eyed.
Kurt realised that he was tearing up. "Yes, boo, I'm fine. They're happy tears."
Brittany sat beside him and gave him a hug, "Oh."
"Stop being such a girl, Hummel." Santana rolled her eyes. "It's just a song."
"Oh, Kurt is definately a man." Dave said coming foreward. Kurt hadn't seen him standing in the back. "Or else I wouldn't find him so damn attractive." He leaned down to give Kurt a kiss.
Kurt wished that he hadn't seen the pained look on Blaine's face as he saw them kiss. Why did he feel so guilty? Blaine was the one that cheated on him. He shouldn't even care how Blaine feels, he should be mad.
"Ew!" Finn slapped his hands over his eyes.
"Can I wear your hat?" Brittany asked excitedly. Before Kurt could stop her, she had taken his hat off and perched it on her head. The room went silent.
"Oh. My. God." Mercedes gaped, "This had better be a fashion statement, Kurt!"
"You didn't tell me you shaved your head." Dave looked a little shocked as he ran a hand over Kurt's scalp.
"Because," Kurt grabbed his hat back from Brittany and pulled it back on his head, "it's horrible."
"Why did you shave it then?" Sam asked.
"Seriously, dude, are you planning on joining the military or something?" Puck wondered.
"No." Kurt resigned, he had to tell them. His time had run out and he didn't have much of a choice. "I had my dad cut it off." Kurt admitted.
Every gleek, other than Dave, started chattering, asking why Burt cut Kurt's hair.
Kurt shushed them then said, "Two weeks ago, I recieved news that my full blood count showed irregularities. I went in to get a bone marrow examination and they confirmed their suspisions that I have Leukemia."
They were silent again and Brittany whispered, "What's that?"
"It's cancer baby." Santana said sadly. It was weird to hear Santana sounding like she cared.
"Is Kurty gonna die?" Brittany's eyes filled with tears.
"We don't know." Kurt spoke up, "They caught it early."
"But," Finn said, "you're already so sick."
"It's just side effects from the chemo." Kurt informed him, "Tomorrow is my last day and then I go back in three weeks, but I'll get better when I'm not taking the chemo."
Dave wrapped an arm around Kurt and held him closely to his side.
"But then you will just get sick again." Quinn pointed out.
"I'm not sick, I'm just tired..." Kurt closed his eyes and rested his head on Dave's shoulder. "I'll be okay."
"But what if-" Tina started, but David inturrupted her.
"If Kurt says he's fine, we should trust him." Dave said, "But we need to let him sleep now."
Kurt's gaze drifted up to meet Dave's, "Oh, don't go all worried mother hen on me." he said, "Dad and Carole have that spot taken."
"Sorry," Dave chuckled, "but I'm making sure that you get some sleep, so bed time for you."
"I guess we should let you sleep." Tina sighed and pulled Mike along as she left with a wave goodbye.
Kurt knew that they would all treat him like his dad and Carole did, but at least he didn't have to lie to them. Slowly, everyone said their goodbyes and left. Everyone except for Dave who stayed by his side and Blaine who looked grimly at the floor.
"Blai-" Kurt began.
"It was the day you caught me with Sebastion, wasn't it?" Blaine said, not looking up.
"What?" Kurt asked.
"That letter you had," Blaine continued, "it was the one with your test results, you were going to show me and... you saw..." He shook his teary head. "I'm so sorry, Kurt."
Kurt didn't know what to say to that. 'It's not your fault' was the first thing to come to mind, but it was Blaine's fault that he cheated on him. "It's okay." He said quietly.
"You should leave." David said coldly.
Blaine glared at him, "You first."
"Excuse me?" Dave stood up and gave his most menacing stare to the shorter boy. "I am his boyfriend."
"Dave don't!" Kurt's plea was ignored.
"Yeah?" Blaine was trying to seem taller, "Who did you have to threaten to get there?"
Kurt reached out to grab Dave's letterman jacket, but it was pulled out of reach as the much larger boy tackled Blaine. Kurt couldn't see everything, but he saw that Blaine was fighting just as hard as Dave. Kurt tried to get their attention by yelling at them, but boys just don't listen so he dived on top of David and pulled. It turns out, a one-hundred pound cancer patient doesn't have very much strength, but he got Dave's attention as he tugged on his letterman.
Dave had Blaine pinned when they finally stopped fighting. He slowly stood up and pulled Kurt to his feet after him. "come on, Kurt." He said calmly, as if nothing had happened. "Time for bed."
Kurt looked back to give an appologetic look to Blaine who was sporting a bloody nose. He knew it wasn't his fault, but he just felt so guilty.
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A/N: So, while I was writing the last line of this chapter, my mom walked in with my ipod :D Okay, reviews are nice, so give me some! :P