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Kurt climbed on the back of Dave's motorcycle. David had taken him on it only a few times and he still wasn't quite used to it. It was Friday, sectional day, and Dave had offered to give Kurt a ride to the school since Finn had gotten a ride with Rachel and her dads. Burt and Carole were planning on meeting them at McKinley, where sectionals would take place, later. Kurt had Dave's oversized leather jacket on again and buried his face in the back of his boyfriend's shirt.
"If we die," Kurt muttered into his shirt, "I'm gonna kill you."
Dave chuckled, "You'll be fine."
"Yeah," Kurt replied, "that's what everyone who drives motorcycles say before they get in a wreck and die! We need to win sectionals so we have to be there."
He started up the motorcycle. They were lucky that Burt and Carole had gone to the store to buy some food to bring to the afterparty or else Burt would have had another heart attack. Kurt held on tight as Dave sped into the street and towards the school.
When they parked, Kurt happily leapt off the death-trap and pulled off his helmet before rushing over to meet Finn and Rachel who were walking towards the entrance. Dave caught up with Kurt just as he caught up with Rachel and Finn.
"Hey." Kurt said airily to them.
"Uh," Finn looked at the motorcycle parked behind them, "I'm guessing that Burt doesn't know about that."
"No," Kurt admitted, "and you'd better not tell!"
Finn gave Kurt a goofy smile, "Then you better let me play with your sais when we get home."
"As terrifyingly dangerous as that sounds," Kurt didn't even want to think of the damage that Finn might do, "it's a deal."
"Kurt," Rachel frowned, "that's really dangerous, you shouldn't be on that thing."
Kurt took off the leather jacket and handed it to Dave then dug through his messenger bag for his hat. "I'm fine." Kurt insisted.
"You weren't before we left." Dave joked as he watched Kurt put on his hat.
"I was being cautious." Kurt crossed his arms and stalked through the door that Dave held open for them.
"I know, baby." Dave stopped just inside and gave Kurt a short kiss on the lips.
"Ew! Boy kissing!" Finn covered his eyes and hurried away.
"Finn," Rachel sighed as she walked after him, "be mature!"
Kurt chuckled, "We can finish that after we win." And with that, he flounced away towards the choir room.
Dave stared after his excited boyfriend and wondered what Kurt meant by 'we can finish that'. Did he mean sex or just kissing? That was going to drive him crazy for the next few hours.
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The entire glee club gathered around Mr. Schue as he wrapped up his motivational speech. Finn put a hand in the middle of the huddle and one by one the other gleeks followed his lead. Dave sat back outside of the group feeling a little out of place as he examined the seat of his boyfriend's pants.
"Let's go win." Finn said enthusiastically and the glee kids cheered and threw up their hands.
Kurt turned and smirked at Dave, "See something you like, Dave?"
Dave smirked back at him, "Oh, yeah."
Kurt rolled his eyes and skipped over to his boyfriend to give him a good luck kiss.
"We're on." Mr. Schue said nervously. "Let's go."
The glee kids let out cheers and raced to the auditorium, taking their spots on stage behind the curtain, ready to pull a winning performance.
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Kurt observed the special zip lock bag of food that Carole had made him. He had moped when he found out that he couldn't eat any of the party food and Carole had decided to bring him some food that he could eat.
"This is so not worth it." Kurt sighed, feeling a little left out.
"It will be when you are put in remission." Burt said gruffly.
"'If', you mean." Kurt muttered too quietly for anyone to hear.
"So," Mercedes said excitedly, "did we blow them away or what?"
The vote had been unanimous and New Directions took first place and were now going on to regionals in three months. Kurt was surprised that none of the judges had noticed him disappearing mid-show to sit off-stage to collect his breath. He ended up staying off-stage seeing as he would only lose his breath again and he couldn't risk anyone noticing him coming and going.
"Where'd you run off to during the show?" Puck settled into a chair beside Kurt. "You coulda put our score in trouble."
"None of your buisness, Puckerman." Kurt snipped.
"Dude," Puck shook his head, "it's cool, you've got sick person stuff to do, I get it."
"Go away." Kurt muttered and slid down in his seat.
"Seriously man," Puck seemed to ignore Kurt, "maybe you shouldn't dance, we don't want to kill you before regionals."
"Is he bothering you, babe?" Dave showed up, Kurt's knight in shining armor.
"Yes," Kurt glared at Puck, "could you beat him up for me?"
Puck sized Dave up for a second then threw his hands up, "Well, I value my life so I'm just gonna go spike the punch." He got up and left.
"Good." Dave growled after him then took his seat beside Kurt.
"Thanks." Kurt smiled and leaned over to give Dave a kiss.
"Anytime." Dave gave Kurt a kiss that was a little longer than the first.
"You did great on your duet." Kurt felt a little light-headed as Dave pulled away.
"Thank you," When Dave smiled it lit up his whole face and made Kurt smile back.
"I love it when you smile." Kurt said dreamily.
"I'll smile more often then." Dave replied and leaned in to give Kurt another kiss. This time the kissing turned into full fledged making out.
They heard a cough and Kurt quickly pulled away to see his father glaring at Dave, "I was just coming over to see if you were ready to go home."
"I was going to ride home with Dave." Kurt said.
"Oh?" Burt raised an eyebrow, "What kind of car do you have?"
Dave opened his mouth to reply, but Kurt was the one who spoke, "The Chevy Corvette out there." He remembered seeing it in the parking lot.
"Uh, huh?" Burt raised an eyebrow, "What year?"
"2005." Kurt said.
"Hmmm," Burt examined Dave carefully, "It's a nice car, expensive."
"Yes, sir." Dave spoke up, "I bought it from my uncle."
"That's funny," Burt said and Kurt knew that they had been trapped, Burt seemed to know everything. "because, I just saw your car get stolen by an elderly man and his wife."
"Oh." Dave's eyes went to Kurt for help, but Kurt had admitted defeat. "I should prabably go report that."
"Why?" Burt asked, "You still have that motorcycle to drive."
Kurt groaned, "Dad, don't go all 'motorcycles are super dangerous so I'm gonna go cut something vital out of it'."
"Don't worry." Burt sniffed, "I'll just have to drive Kurt home and make sure that I check what you'll be driving before you take him anywhere."
Kurt wanted to facepalm, why did his dad have to be protective? This was almost embarassing. Dave cleared his throat, "Sir, I assure you that I'm a perfectly safe driver and I make sure that he wears protective clothing. I would never put his life in danger."
Burt shook his head, "That doesn't matter, motorcycles are hard to see and easy to lose control of."
Dave sighed, "Then I will use my car, sir."
"Thank you." Burt looked over to Kurt, "Ready to go?"
Kurt sighed, "Okay, bye Dave." Kurt got up on tip-toe to give Dave a quick kiss on the lips and gave him a hug good-bye.
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"Dude, what do you do with Mercedes?" Dave asked as he and Azimio were on their way to pick Kurt and Mercedes up to go skating. "Kurt says that she's always talkin' about how great you are."
Azimio did a little fist pump with the hand that wasn't on the steering wheel. "Really, man? That's awesome. I just be polite and stuff."
"Huh, you can be polite?" Dave feigned shock.
"Dude," Azimio pulled up in front of Kurt's house, "just follow my lead."
Kurt and Mercedes got into the back of Azimio's car and greeted them. Mercedes complemented Kurt on his new hat and that launched a conversation about fashion trends. Dave and Azimio settled for silence in the front seat.
"And did you see what she was wearing?" Kurt was saying as they pulled up at the ice rink.
"We're here." Dave announced. Normally David would have been annoyed by girl talk, but listening to Kurt was amusing. When he laughed it made Dave's stomach flutter.
Azimio hurried out of the car to open the door for Mercedes who commented on his chivalry. Dave tried to do the same for Kurt but Kurt opened the door first and accidently hit him in the face.
"Sorry, Dave!" Kurt gasped and threw his hands over his mouth.
"It's okay." Dave said as he held a hand up to his nose then pulled it away to check if he was bleeding.
"You just bruised his pride a little." Azimio chuckled.
"Sorry." Kurt appologized again as he got out and shut the door behind him.
"It's okay." Dave wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist as they all walked towards the rink.
When they all got inside Azimio payed for him and Mercedes. Dave hurried to pay for Kurt and himself despite Kurt's protest. Kurt ended up insisting on paying for skate rental, though Dave had his own so Kurt was determined to buy Dave lunch.
Dave got them into the private rink that they used for hockey matches and practices.
"I have connections." Dave winked at Kurt.
"Which means I have connections, too." Kurt figured.
"Which means I also have connections!" Mercedes threw in.
Azimio smiled, "I guess we all have connections in that case."
Kurt sat down at one of the tables where some middle school girls were gossiping, to tie his skates. Kurt fumbled with the laces until Dave noticed his difficulties and knelt down to help him with them. A couple of the girls looked over at them then one whispered something and they all started giggling.
"Thanks." Kurt peeked down at Dave who was just finishing off the laces to his skates.
"No problem." Dave stood up and held out a hand and Kurt took it. Dave led him to the rink and let go of Kurt's hand as he skated away. "Are you coming?" Dave spun around and skated backwards, watching his boyfriend glare at the ice. He quickly skated over to Kurt, "Here, let me help you." He took Kurt's hands and pulled him out onto the ice. Kurt flailed for a few seconds then used Dave for balance.
"Thanks." Kurt smiled shyly.
"Yup." Dave said as Mercedes and Azimio zipped past them. He rested his head on top of Kurt's, "Why do you always wear hats?"
Kurt rolled his eyes, "'Cuz I'm a bald teenaged freak."
"It's shaved," Dave corrected, "I've heard that it can be very fashionable, and personally I think you look beautiful even without your hair." He pulled his head back and took Kurt's hat off, "See? You look fine."
Kurt sighed, "Ok, I'll leave it off, for now."
Azimio skidded to a stop in front of him, "Holy crap, what happened to your hair?"
"Okay, the hat is going back on." Kurt reached for his hat but Dave held it out of his reach.
"I like it off." Dave insisted.
"And I like it on." Kurt argued as he grabbed a hold of the hat only for Dave to yank it away then skate out into the middle of the rink.
"I have the advantage here, Kurt." Dave said as he waved the hat around.
"I have an advantage, too." Kurt smirked.
"Uh-huh?" Dave raised an eyebrow, "What advantage is that?"
"The element of surprise." Kurt quickly skated past his boyfriend, taking the hat from his hands and placing it on his head as he passed by.
"You can skate?" Dave grinned.
"Yup." Kurt spun around a couple times to show off.
"Well," Dave started skating after Kurt. "I can too." As he passed Kurt he took the hat back.
"Okay," Kurt sped up to keep up with Dave, "it's on."
By the time Kurt caught up with Dave, he was out of breath and was having troubles catching it again. He took his hat back then let himself collapse on the ice as he breathed hard.
"Are you all right?" Dave stopped an knelt beside Kurt.
"Yeah." Kurt breathed, "Just. Outta. Breath."
"I have that effect." Dave winked.
"My clothes are getting wet." Kurt complained.
"Here." Dave took off his letterman and let Kurt lay on it.
"Finally," Kurt said, "a use for that awful jacket."
Dave rolled his eyes, "Only you could say that and make it come off as 'thank you'. Your welcome by the way."
Kurt heard Mercedes skid to a stop next to him, "You okay, boo?"
"Yeah." Kurt's breath was finally under control.
"You were only skating for a few minutes, man." Azimio stared down at him.
"It's not my fault, I'm in perfect condition." Kurt sat up, "I think I have athsma or something." Like, uh I don't know, Leukemia in my chest?
"Come on, Kurt." Dave hauled him to his feet then recovered his letterman from the ice. "Maybe we should sit down for a while."
"That's all right, Dave." Kurt insisted, "You stay here, I'm gonna go get a drink or something."
"Okay." Dave said reluctantly.
Kurt kissed him good-bye then skated over to the stairs leading back to the lobby. He ended up taking off the skates and sitting back down at the table with the middle school girls.
"Hey," One of the girls said, "why do you keep sitting here?"
Kurt turned to face them, "There aren't any open tables." He explained.
"Oh," She said, "was that your boyfriend?"
Kurt braced himself as he answered, "Yes, he is."
The girls answered with more giggles.
"Where did he go?" The girl craned to look for him.
"He's skating." Kurt gave them a strange look, why were the so curious?
"I'm sorry," The girl smiled, "Claire's brother, is bi-sexual, we were guessing who'd make the better boyfriend for him."
"That's..." Kurt didn't know how else to put it, "really weird."
They giggled again, what is up with middle school girls these days? "We chose you." The girl continued.
"I'm..." Kurt was wondering if he should just walk away, but this was kind of amusing. "honored, I guess."
The girls ended up holding him captive at the table until Dave came to check on him and he used it as an excuse to follow him back to the ice rink where he sat and watched.
"So, Kurt," Dave skated up to the side, doing twists and spins as he did so, "does this turn you on?"
Kurt laughed, "Uh, I don't think so. It would be hot if you cleaned my house for me." He waggled his eyebrows at Dave.
"Now you're just trying to get me to clean under the false pretense that I might get to have sex with you." He pouted.
Kurt rolled his eyes, "Oh, you know I wouldn't anyway."
"And why is that?" Dave gave him a kicked puppy dog look that made Kurt almost feel bad.
"Because," Kurt said, "I am abstinent."
"Damn." Dave hissed, "I owe Azimio five bucks."
"Why are you betting on this stuff?" Kurt asked. Why were they even talking about it?
Dave shrugged, "We get bored, it's what we do."
Kurt shook his head, "Just go skate."
"So it was turning you on!" Dave accused.
Kurt laughed, "Just go!"
Dave leaned over the wall and gave Kurt a lingering kiss, Kurt didn't notice his hand going to snatch his hat of his head until Dave was skating away with it. That boy was so going to get it.
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A/N: FINALLY finished this chapter :) I'm not too fond of it though :P Also, I've got the idea for another multi chap fic once this one ends, just a little clue, it involves mobster!Dave and ninja!Kurt :D Review? *Giant kitten (Because they're practically cuter than puppies!) eyes*