A/N: I forgot to mention in the previous chapter (which I probably should have) that the POVs will change each chapter so it would be more interesting and you can see a lot more of what the brothers + Robbie think. I'm probably doing this to torture/confuse you all more but it'll be worth it in the end trust me. So this is my new chapter, I hope you like it and sorry for the delay.

XxRachelAnnexX: Thanks XD I can't wait to see how this story plays out myself. I'll try to update it as frequently as I can. Hope you enjoy this next chapter in the time being

Chrisch: Thanks! I'm glad you liked it. Oh I think you'd be interested to find out about their past. I wasn't really sure the story I had planned out would be interesting but now I'm confident in the idea so I'm excited to find out what you think when we reach that point.

"Boys, come down here! Your mother and I need to discuss a few things with you!" a booming voice echoed through the house from the kitchen where the owner of said voice stood, waiting with his wife at his side for his sons to appear in front of him.

In a matter of seconds, his four sons walked into the kitchen and stood in front of him, waiting patiently to hear the matter that was so important, he had to drag them from their studies to make it.

"I've always wondered how you boys manage to get down here as fast as you do. It'll be a shame if any of you get hurt," their mother said in a bitter sweet voice.

"Was the point of dragging us down here to reprimand us about the way in which we report to you?"

"Donnie. Don't," Kurt hissed at his brother.

"You shall not speak to you mother in that manner ever Donovan. Is that understood?" their father warned angrily.

Donnie gave a curt nod and bit his tongue, forcing himself not to comment any further as he glared at the man inwardly for referring to him by his full name, a name in which he hated more than anything. He glanced at his brothers who were giving him disapproving looks, except his younger brother who didn't seem to be paying attention.

"Well then, let's get down to business shall we? One of you boys has been hiding secrets from me and your mother and you know I hate secrets. It seems someone has gotten rather attached," he gave Kurt a pointed look before continuing, "You're the oldest among your brothers Kurt and I expected more of you. Have you forgotten your role in this family and the rules I have asked you to adhere to?"

"Of course not! How could I forget?" Kurt replied harshly, his bitter tone not going unnoticed by the man that stood in front of him, eyes blazing.

"Then tell me why I've been hearing rumours about you and that filthy faggot in that school of yours? Have you grown weak that you let him turn you into a queer? Has he corrupted that brain of yours? I thought I raised you better! I shall not have a fag for a son!" the tone of his voice was getting increasingly louder as he hits Kurt after every question. First, a slap on the face, then a shove towards the wall and then a hit to the head. All throughout this, Kurt's face remained emotionless, eyes not showing any form of fear or hurt considering he has been through much more during one of his father's "lessons" on self-defence.

After regaining his balance, Kurt straightened out his clothes before glancing at his brothers' sad eyes and his mother's apologetic smile before letting his gaze returned to his father.

"Those are just rumours father. Do you honestly believe those rumours are true. I know my place in this family. I know my duty and that is to adhere to your rules and follow whatever future you have planned for me. Why would I risk my future and your reputation for a filthy fag?" Kurt forced out though he tried to make himself sound as calm and collected as possible, appearing unfazed by his father's sudden accusation. He was used to his father's way of keeping tabs on his sons, which was basically stalking. He probably knew about all the gossip going on in the little town full of people he controlled.

His mother let out an exaggerated sigh of relief after hearing her son's words, "Oh, that's a relief. You had us worried for a while there Kurt. Your father will most likely have a heart attack if these rumours keep up."

"Then father shouldn't listen to those rumours," Kurt commented dryly with a roll of his eyes.

"Is that all father?" Danny asked politely.

"No. There's one more thing. The three of you," he pointed to Kurt and the twins, "are moving to Ohio."

There was an eerie silence that swept over the kitchen as the boys tried to register what their father had just said. Their eyes telling their parents all they needed to know about their reaction. Greyson, the youngest among them all looked like he was on the brink of tears as he realized that he would not be following his beloved brothers to Ohio, he would be separated from them, he would be all alone with his parents in the dull house probably learning how to be a man from their father and that itself proved that although young, Greyson seemed to understand a lot of things other 6 year olds couldn't comprehend. Dan and Donnie looked shocked by the sudden announcement and the fact that only the three of them were moving. This was the first time they weren't moving as a family, perhaps because their parents were comfortable where they were but didn't trust them in the school anymore. Kurt looked indifferent, eyes still not betraying any emotion and Mr. Hummel had to admit that he was impressed his eldest son had learnt the art of blocking out emotion easily, perhaps due to his past...

"What about school?" Kurt asked calmly.

"You'll three be attending Dalton Academy for boys. There is no way I am sending you to useless public school again. That would just be a waste of my money. Now go and pack! You leave today!" he shooed them away to their rooms.

They all hurried up the steps to their room; it wasn't really one room but three in one. When they got the house, they did some major renovating, including breaking down the walls that separated the three rooms to make it feel less lonely in the room all by themselves. They only had curtains placed between each bed to give the person privacy should there be a reason to. Their side of the rooms were individually decorated. Kurt's was painted blue, Dan's was painted red, Donnie's was painted Green and Greyson's was painted black and white. Their beds were also of different colours to match the walls and their personality since there was no other way of displaying them with parents like theirs. It was their save place where they could be themselves and not the boring zombies they were forced to be because of certain circumstances that they faced.

"First of all, what the hell were you thinking Don?" Kurt hissed at his brother.

"I was just frustrated is all. They just know how to push all my buttons. It's not like I was the one fucking that "filthy fag"," Donnie mocked, using his hands to show the quotation marks.

"You know I was forced to say that Don and you also know that it doesn't matter to me if I'm hurt, beaten, scolded. All that matters is that you all are safe and if you keep that up, who's to say he won't kill you. You know very well what they're capable of and I don't want to see you hurt," the twins visibly wince at Kurt's words, not daring to think about what were to happen to them when suddenly they heard a chocked sob coming from the other end of the room where Greyson was sitting on his bed, sniffling and wiping at his eyes violently.

Kurt walked towards his younger brother and embraced him in a comforting hug though it didn't do anything but make him cry even more.

"What's wrong Leo?" Kurt asked softly. No matter how hard he tried, the kid just kept banging through his walls like a toddler on a tantrum. That was one thing Kurt loved about his little brother; he never gives up.

"Do you really have to go Raph? Can't you, Don and Mikey just stay?" he begged desperately through hiccups of sobs.

"No, we can't Leo. I'm sorry," Dan answered sadly. Explaining that you have to move to another state while your little brother is left behind is a hard thing to explain to a 6 year old.

"But you promised," Greyson was crying again, "that we would always be there for each other. That you'd always take care of me," the last sentence came out as a strangled whisper into Kurt's shoulder as he clung desperately to his brother, afraid that if he let go, they'd be gone and he'd be all alone and he didn't like the idea of being alone. Donnie and Dan joined the embrace a few seconds later turning the comforting hug into a farewell embrace. It was painful for all of them. They were used to being hurt, being punished, being separated from people in the outside world and they have definitely gone through a lot together. Together. They had never been separated from each other and the mere idea of it hurt more than any of the punches, hits and shoves ever could.

After a while, Greyson's sobs subsided and they all pull away to find that Greyson had cried himself to sleep in the crook of Kurt's neck so Kurt carefully lays him down on his bed and tucks him in. He smiles at the look of peace on his brother's face, a look that he only saw on his brothers when they slept. He started packing his bag and forced his brothers to do the same because no matter what, they were leaving in an hour, no argument about it. It took a whole 20 minutes to pack, the trip being last minute and all. They scrambled to get everything they needed; made sure they had everything they needed for this possibly permanent trip.

It took another 15 minutes to write letters each to their little brother who was still sleeping peacefully in his bed.

Leo,

I'm sorry we have to go but when you wake up, we'll be gone and it'll just be you. I'm sorry I failed you as your older brother. I'm sorry this had to happen but I'll always be with you. Just give me a call and I'll be there. Be strong Leo, be brave, have courage, be happy. You're still young Leo so live your life to the fullest. Don't let them get to you. Whenever you're sad or you miss us, just sing the two songs I used to sing to you when you were younger. Just remember no one can touch you, touch us, or what we have. You're never alone.

You're not alone, together we stand
I'll be by your side, you know I'll take your hand
When it gets cold and it feels like the end
There's no place to go, you know I won't give in
No, I won't give in
Keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through
We'll make it through
Just stay strong
'Cause you know I'm here for you
I'm here for you

You will also need somewhere to call your own, somewhere to think, somewhere only we know.

And if you have a minute, why don't we go

Talk about it somewhere only we know?

This could be the end of everything

So why don't we go somewhere only we know?

I Love you Baby Ninja, never forget that,

Raphael

This was the first time Kurt tasted salt water from his eyes, the first time he really cried and not just for an act but because he finally realizes how true the words of the song he just wrote in the letter are and he doesn't even know if he's talking about him or Greyson. He just hopes it isn't Greyson.

Donnie was also in the midst of writing his letter to Greyson.

Hey baby brother,

I hope you know that we never wanted this to happen. We can't control what father does and whatever we're doing now – not fighting back – is to protect you. We'll try our best to get back to you. You know Raph, he would do anything for you. He would do anything for any of us and that's why he's such an awesome big brother. If anyone does anything to you, remember this.

Cleaned-up, corporation progress
Dying in the process
Children that can talk about it
Living on the webways
People moving sideways
Sell it till your last days
Buy yourself the motivation
Generation nothing,
Nothing but a dead scene
Product of a white dream
I am not the singer that you wanted, but a dancer!
I refuse to answer! Talk about the past, sir
wrote it for the ones that want to get away.

I'm not saying you should run away, no, definitely not but I'm saying you should stand up and fight for yourself. Be fierce. Motivate yourself when you're down.

You're awesome little brother, let it show,

Donatello

Donnie smiled to himself as he finished writing his letter to his brother. He was definitely going to miss this little guy. Their parents can take away everything else they have but they were not going to destroy their brotherly bond with each other.

Beside him, Dan was also smiling at the letter.

Hey Leo boy,

My message to you is to just be happy. Let your imagination take over some times and be just like any other 6 year olds your age. Don't let them run your life. Listen to them but don't become zombies like us. You deserve better than that. You're so precious to us Leo. You mean so much to us.

If you want to view paradise
simply look around and view it
anything you want to, do it
Wanna change the world?
There's nothing to it

Also remember little brother, be like any other 6 year old kid. Smile, laugh, play, be happy, that's all that matters.

Smile
Though your heart is aching
Smile
Even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You'll get by
If you
Smile through your fear and sorrow

You're loved by all of us so much, goodbye Leo,

Michelangelo

There were tears in his Dan's eyes as he wrote the last line. Before they know it, their father has called them down because it's time to go but they don't want to. They want to stay so badly but they can't and they know that. It's just a shame though. Kurt shouts a quick "Give us a second" to their father to give them time to wipe their eyes and say a proper goodbye to Greyson. They each lifted the pillow under his head carefully and placed their letter there with a sticky-note in his brother's journal to check under his pillow because they know he will always check his journal. They each kiss him on his temple and he hums in content and shifts slightly at the contact.

"Brothers forever," Kurt starts.

"Always there for each other," Donnie continues.

"Through thick and thin," Dan says after his twin.

"And in between," they chorused together.

It was a silly rhyme they came up with together to remind each other that the brotherhood they have is special but it didn't sound quite as right without Greyson saying the last line of that poem. They wipe their eyes one more time before taking their luggage and heading downstairs where their father was waiting in the living room, sitting comfortably and watching television while engaging in a friendly conversation with a particularly familiar figure.

"Ah boys, I see you're finally ready. I have good news! Robbie here will be following you to Ohio so you won't feel as lonely. Isn't that nice of him?" their father said with a suspicious amount of enthusiasm but they ignore it.

"It's always nice to see you Robbie," Kurt greeted politely and was cut off with a bone crushing hug by none other than Robbie.

"I'm so happy to be able to go with you Kurty. I mean we grew up together and have always been best friends so if you went alone, I would miss you too much," Robbie recited happily and all Kurt could do was give a small, insincere smile.

"Well you should be off. The driver is waiting to take you to the airport," he pushes the boys out towards the car that was waiting for them outside.

"Watch them like a hawk," Mr Hummel whispered into Robbie's ear when the boys were out of sight. Robbie simply smirked back at him in confirmation that he would do exactly that, an evil glint in his eyes. He then bids farewell to Mr and Mrs Hummel and heads off with his three friends who were already seated in the car. The ride to the airport was quiet because the brothers didn't want to talk at all, whether among themselves or to Robbie and Robbie is used to that so he doesn't mind.

That brings us to where they are now, in front of Dalton Academy. The school that scarily looked so similar to Hogwarts. Their walls are all up again, reminding themselves that this is another one of those schools. They head into the Dean's office and halfway through, a boy comes in and that's where it all begins...

A/N- Ok wow that was so much longer than my previous chapter but I hope you liked it. Don't worry, everything that has confused you in this chapter will make sense in the near future. Yay to those people who caught the part about Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Just to clear things up, they call Greyson Leo and that's short for Leonardo. They call Kurt Raph which is short for Raphael. They call Donnie Don which is short for Donatello. They call Dan Mikey which is short for Michelangelo. Also the part about Donnie hating being called Donovan...that's in another chapter. The scene with Greyson broke my heart.

Review or Greyson gets hurt even more and yes I'm that evil but please review. Love you all.