I am really surprised at myself with this chapter. I promised myself this would be a light, fun story, with almost no real content; but I had an epiphany while making dinner, and I felt strongly that I had to go with it. Major twist coming up. Kind of a message a lot of people feel strongly about. So, enjoy!

Kurt Hummel had to be going insane. That was the only thing that explain what was going on lately in his life. Here he was, sitting in his favorite diner, waiting for a boy who had somewhat of a split personality disorder, except their only real probably was ditching the boy. But what made Kurt insane wasn't the fact he was crawling back to this boy, but the fact this boy may not even be a boy. Kurt smacked his hand against his head, thinking about he let Wes, some random cute boy, influence his opinions. Aliens? How did he actually buy that crap? Maybe that's what desperate people use as conversation on date's. The whole thing had to be a joke, and it would explain a lot too, like why Wes kept laughing flirtatiously at him. Wes probably thought Kurt was so cute, believing his alien story. Kurt couldn't believe what he had done next; he actually used his stupid 'shooting star' ring to phone Jesse/Charlie. And now he had to decide which of the possible horrible things he was now experiencing; he had either bought a ridiculous story, Jesse/Charlie had ditched his half of the ring, or he was being stood up by a freaking alien. He could travel half way around the universe, but not across town for a burger and fries with the boy who loved him? But Kurt was sure at this point Door #1 was his fate. As he started to get out of his seat to go home and never speak of this incident again, he saw Jesse St. James walk into the diner, decked out in a leather jacket and shades. This was a coincidence. Jesse probably went here all the time, yeah, it was his favourite spot in town. Only Kurt had never seen him here before. Kurt wanted to just ditch the place, forget about Charlie/Jesse, but something held him in place, like gravity sadistically gluing him to the tacky diner floor's, just to watch his love walk in his direction. Straight towards him. Then, just like that, Jesse slid into the booth, sitting right across from Kurt, who was too petrified for words.

"You know." Kurt was tempted to say 'know what?', but he wasn't really in the mood for silly games like that. And he most certainly didn't want to hear him say he was an alien. Kurt was stunned. The thoughts in his mind stopped processing, and he stood there, gaping, wishing he had been wrong all along. Why couldn't Jesse have been a mortal jerk, as oppose to an alien? "Look, I wanted to explain everything to you. After everything, you've always cared about me, so I owe you that much." Kurt felt an anger building inside of him, but was afraid to say anything. Their relationship once had nothing to do with who owed who what, but simply true and pure compassion. Kurt was being given a pity explanation, and he didn't want that. That being said, considering this is the same boy who poisons old people and collects falling stars, Kurt wasn't about to push his luck. "I am Charlie. Charlie Peters. I am the boy you knew growing up, but in some ways I'm not. That day we first met when you were six years old- I wasn't six years old."

"I kind of guessed that, considering you're a senior now, and-"

"No. I was a lot older than that. You see, everybody thinks that being... who I am, I can just go into other worlds, other galaxies. It's not that easy. A real body can't handle the pressure of going through atmospheres and asteroid belts. It burns to bits. Where I'm from-"

"Which is?"

"You haven't heard of it." Kurt gave Jesse a cold, disapproving glance.

"Oh. So that's it, huh? My explanation is made up of statements like that? Why bother tell me anything at all if you are going to keep secrets?" Jesse sighed sadly, and looked up to find a waitress standing perkily at the side of their table. "Could I have a vanilla malt and a plate of french fries?" Kurt looked over to Jesse expectantly, and he took the cue to speak.

"Oh, me, well, maybe just make those fries a large, and could I have a chocolate shake? Thanks." The waitress left fairly silently, as Jesse shared a beaming glance with Kurt, who was quite flushed. When they were smaller, they had been fine with sharing food with one and other. In fact, while it earned many a strange glance, they would drink drinks at the same time through different straws, and once reenacted the infamous Lady and the Tramp spaghetti scene. "You know, we were pretty cute as little kids. Still are." Jesse added slyly, and Kurt felt his guard dropping remarkably quickly. Talk about jumping back into the relationship too quickly. Kurt, though, couldn't help but feel like Charlie was the same boy he always was. "But, anyway, back to the logistics. The planet I am from doesn't have a name in your world, because it's not even from your solar system. But we did develop a system where one can capture their spirit, their pure essence, and send it in a capsule through space at the speed of light."

"Wow. That's advanced." Jesse laughed, but Kurt still sensed sadness in his boy- uh, friend's laugh.

"Yeah, well, we had a long time to work on it." Kurt looked at Jesse strangely, and then, he explained. "Our planet, time works differently than it does on Earth. Our earth rotates through days at a rate we find totally normal, a rate our bodies are accustomed to, but really, a year in your time is like fifty or so in mine. But, that's not important right now. What I wanted to say is that we use host bodies from the planet we arrive in to move around in a material form. As Charlie grew up, by himself, of course-"

"Wait. Is Charlie- is he an actual person?" Jesse fiddled with his hands nervously, then, stopped talking as the waitress came in, bringing over the fries and milkshakes. Jesse reached in for a french fry, his fingers meeting Kurt's soft hand, causing both of them, even the usually cocky Jesse, to blush.

"He was. His parents were in a really bad car accident; his mother was dead, so was his father. But Charlie was just brain dead; when the hospital wasn't paying attention, too busy trying to contact his last living relative, I took over his body, escaped, and lived in the abandoned mausoleum by the cemetery. The day I met you was the day I was technically born, as tacky as that sounds." Kurt smiled at Jesse, as he took some more french fries from the plate, making sure to salt them just right. But come to think of it, Kurt had never actually met Charlie's parents; but Burt hadn't either. What would make a grown man let their kid go out without meeting the other-

"I may have done something to Burt's mind to let you visit me." Kurt couldn't believe it. The boy he was sharing fries with, sharing winks and smiles with, was reading and controlling minds?

"Did you ever control my mind?"

"How can you even ask that? I loved you, I couldn't never do something like that to you." Kurt felt like he had been given the thorniest hug in the world. On one hand, he knew Charlie loved him back. On the other, Jesse didn't. And only one was still here with them. But that still raised the question as to why Charlie became Jesse? "Well, that's-"

"Stop. Charlie, I-"

"No." Charlie's voice was surprisingly firm, and Kurt was a little taken back. "I am Jesse, and I was Jesse before I came here. Charlie is somebody else, someone who isn't here anymore. I just don't want you to hold onto somebody who doesn't exist anymore; I want you to see me for I who I truly am."

"Does Rachel know?"

"Of course not. She's been pretty easy to manipulate, seeing as her mind is always occupied with silly things like fame; which, by the way, once you've travelled the universe, seem totally shallow and thoughtless. Getting on Vocal Adrenaline was a cinch, though, I've always been able to sing, no matter what body. It may even be part of my spirit."

"So, I know it's not exactly the first thing you'll want to talk about, but the kiss." Jesse's cheeks got noticeably redder at this. "So, are you bisexual, or-?"

"Once your spirit has been separated from your body, things like gender don't matter. On our planet, actually, nobody really had any 'orientation'. We just loved. Besides, fake dating Rachel doesn't involve any sex... at all She's kind of repulsive, actually.." Kurt started to feel badly for Rachel at this point. So he wasn't at all interested in her? And she may have been a little annoying, but mind control is something that not even she deserved. "It's not as bad as you th-"

"Alright, Jesse, you need to stop reading my mind, it's really starting to get on my nerves." Jesse laughed coyly, and right out of his skinny jeans' pocket, presented Kurt with a metallic ring.

"You know, everyone thinks it is like spying on somebody, peeking into their head. Thoughts talk. Loudly. Even if I try to ignore them, I can always tell what people are thinking." Jesse pointed to the booth across from them, an elderly couple, laughing and playing with their grandson. Kurt watched as he put on the ring, which while it wasn't fashionable, glowed in a way that only the supernatural could have. 'Hey, Jesse, kiss me'. To Kurt's pleasure, Jesse stared intently at the cute family, totally unaware of the medley of thoughts going through Kurt's head at that moment. "The boy can't stop laughing. Not because of that lame joke grandpa told, but because he can't believe how fat grandma is." Kurt let out a laugh of pure joy, and Jesse gazed into his eyes intently. It was strange, but for a second, it felt like he was six again. So, he calmly plucked his strong from his own glass, placed it into Jesse's, and began to sip, smiling impishly all the while. Kurt couldn't stop thinking how gorgeous Jesse was, even though he was pretty much an alien.

"That body. It's Charlie's body still, right?" Jesse nodded as he continued to sip from the chocolate milkshake that currently was drawing lots of stares. Lima most certainly didn't have too many guys coming in to share milkshakes. "So, why don't you want me to call you Charlie. I mean, it's his body, your spirit, but really, to me, it's always been your body. I only ever l-liked you." Kurt felt like kissing his ring for not revealing his near usage of 'love' for someone he hasn't seen for years. That would have been quite embarrassing.

"Well, I've been in other bodies, most like this, but my original body was a lot different. So, I'd like you to get to know me as how I truly am. Less about the body, more about the spirit. Besides, Charlie was the little boy, but Jesse is me." Kurt felt like he totally understood where Jesse was coming from. This was insane. He found out Charlie, his Charlie, was an alien named Jesse who read minds and manipulated people. But he didn't care. He was head over heels in love.

"I wonder what you looked like on your home planet. You didn't have tentacles or anything, did you?" Jesse uproariously laughed, but Kurt still felt anxious.

"Definitely not. No, I looked like a human." Kurt made a little arm motion for Jesse to continue on, so, reluctantly, Jesse continued. "Well, I was around 5 feet, four inches tall."

"That's kind of short, isn't it?" Jesse gave Kurt a little glare, and Kurt immediately, looked down at his feet. He wasn't exactly one to talk, was he?

"Anyway, I would say I was fairly slim, long, black, wavy hair. Didn't have the best rack, but-"

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I should have told you, I guess I just forgot what people on this earth are like." Kurt looked at Jesse, who seemed a little dodgy at this point, and braced himself for a huge blow. "I was a girl before."

So, I felt the debate about dating transexual and transgender people has been something that has raged on for quite a long time. A lot of men don't feel comfortable dating women who were once men, and same with women dating women who were once women. I figured, why not have a focus on a topic like this to present a controversial issue through metaphor to people so they can come up with their own ideas and opinions. It really is the same thing. Well, lots of stuff happened this chapter, so I only have one update tonight. I hope you liked it, and it was a big leap in terms of content, so try and let me know what you thought. Until next time!