Chapter 3
Never look directly into the eyes of a Pureblood or vampire. Their compulsion powers can overtake someone's senses, causing the person to do anything the vampire wants. When near one of the creatures of the night, make sure to never look at them in the eyes, especially when one feels that they are in immediate danger. Who knows, maybe that one look could be your past...
~Sandy Ryerson, "The Beast Known As the Vampire"
Kurt was running, but he didn't know what from. He felt small, like he was a chile, because the more running he did the more it seemed to take away all his strength; that and everything around him seemed much bigger than himself. He could hear screaming behind him, but he didn't dare look back. He was afraid of what he would see. His mother Elizabeth, wither her long chestnut hair flowing behind her, ran as fast as she could, Kurt's hand grasped tightly in her own. She had to get him away, before it was too late.
"Mommy, where are we going?" Kurt asked.
Elizabeth looked down at her son before picking him up, placing him on her hip. "My beautiful baby boy, I'm afraid we are not going anywhere. Only you can go, I must protect you."
"Why can't you go too? What do you need to protect me from?"
"I have to protect you from bad people sweetie, bad people who want to take you away from me and Daddy and Blaine. You needn't worry, though. You will never be alone. Your father will always be there for you, and Blaine too." She placed a small kiss against her forehead before placing him back on his feet. "Now sweetie, look into my eyes and listen carefully to me."
Kurt looked into his mother's eyes, which had turned from blue to deep red that it usually turned into when she used her "powers", as she had explained to Kurt. "I want you to forget what you truly are, honey. Never remember your true self, until the time is right...
Kurt woke with a start, regretting it as soon as he did because a sharp pain resonated through his head. Why must this damn headache torture me like this, he thought to himself as he swung his legs off the bed and placed them on the ground. He went to stand up...and stumbled to the floor, his legs giving out on him and causing him to hit the floor with a huge bang.
Kurt hissed in pain, grabbing his knee and kneading it. He heard footsteps approaching and looked up just in time to see Burt rush into the room, pure panic on his face. "Kurt, son! Are you okay?"
Kurt nodded, trying to stand as Burt walked over to him and helped him up. Burt eased Kurt to the bed before kneeling in front of him. "What happened, kid? What's the matter?"
Kurt rubbed his head. "My head...it's freaking killing me! My head keeps pounding. And I keep having the weirdest dreams..."
butt tensed, was Kurt getting his memories back? He grabbed one of Kurt's hands. "Dreams, buddy? What kind of dreams are you having?"
Kurt closed his eyes, trying to remember. "I am not too certain, some of them are bundled images. I remember...running. It was Mom and I. We were running from something, but I honestly don't know what. I asked her hwy we were running, so she stopped..." Kurt trailed off, trying to remember, trying really hard, but it only caused his head to hurt more.
"Why did she stop?" Burt asked. He knew why, but he wanted to see how much Kurt could remember.
He knew it wouldn't be too long until Kurt's memories returned to him.
"I don't know. I remember her eyes turning red, she made me look into them...then nothing." Kurt groaned in frustration, "Damn it! Why can't I remember anything! I've tried so hard, but whenever I get close it seems to just slip away..."
Burt stood up and sat by his son, rubbing his back in a soothing motion. "Don't force it too much Kurt. You were so young, not everyone can remember everything as a child." He placed his hand on Kurt's forehead, a frown showing on his face. "Oh lord, son. You're burning up. Are you feeling sick?"
Kurt shrugged. "Nothing I can't handle. Just a bad headache and a bit of a sore throat. I'm tough like my father."
Burt laughed. "Yeah, but even I have to take a sick day every now and then. Lay back down, no rigorous activities for you until you get better."
All Kurt did was groan as he fell back into his pillows.
All in all, Kurt had to stay on bed rest for a week. His headache and sore throat turned out to be a bad case of bronchitis. The doctor had told him because of the change of weather from hot to cold and back it had caused his sinuses to act up, and by order of the doctor until he was better he couldn't do anything but rest.
He was glad he was allowed back to his duties that Monday, which he was ready for. As he and Finn stood outside the Night Class dormitories, trying to ward off the screaming fans, he couldn't help but feel as ease. Spending time with Finn like this was what he liked about his job, as well as the aspect of yelling at people.
"Finn, I never did get a chance to ask you; how was your date with Rachel?" he asked as he and Finn stood a little away from the dormitory entrance.
Finn smiled his signature smile. "It was great! I was so nervous, but she made me feel so at ease. I definitely think she is the one."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Of course she is, because you are her 'mate'. She is trying to make you comfortable."
"Yeah I know. We talked about that a lot, about everything that could happen in the future. It's too soon for me to stay I want to become like her, but I think with a little more time I just might..."
"I understand, and I know Rachel isn't the type to push people, though I have heard her she can be annoying as hell every once in a while."
Finn and Kurt both heard a musical laugh behind them and then heard, "Well, I've heard the same thing about you, but don't take it personal, Mr. Prefect."
They both turned to see Rachel standing there, her hands on her hips.
"Hey Rachel," Finn said as she walked up to him, intertwining her fingers into his. "Sleep good?"
"Like the undead," she joked with a smile, kissing the back of Finn's hand before looking at Kurt. "Oh yeah, Blaine won't be out today Kurt. He's been in a sort of a stupor since last week, but we can't seem to find out why. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, now would you?" she asked with a raised brow.
Kurt quickly shook his head. "N-No! Nope. I don't know why he would be like that. No clue."
Rachel gave him a lopsided smile before leaning in, whispering in his ear. "I know the truth Kurt. I can read your mind. It's my ability as a vampire. I read his too when we couldn't find out what happened. You need to go talk to him." Kurt gave her a confused look as she straightened up. "Finn, would you be oh so kind as to walk me to class?"
Finn nodded as he turned around. Before Rachel did, she said to Kurt, "You'll find him in his room. Go. Talk. To. Him."
Kurt stood nervously outside Blaine's bedroom door, trying to decide what to do. If he went in there and talk to Blaine, he would probably make a complete fool of himself. If he didn't go in there, then he would regret never talking to Blaine about what happened. He didn't want to lose their relationship. Blaine was one of his best friends, someone he had known for years and someone he completely trusted, even though the Pureblood was hiding something from him.
He also knew that if he didn't go in there Rachel would probably hunt him down and demand to know why he didn't, and she would probably hound him to death.
Finally settling himself, he lightly tapped on the door. He waited a couple of seconds, seeing if Blaine would answer the door. After hearing no sound come from the room, he grasped the doorknob and turned it slowly, opening the door as quietly as he could. He looked around the door, trying to see if he could spot Blaine, and found the male in his bed.
Kurt walked into the room and closed the door behind him. He walked slowly to the side of the bed where Blaine was, laying on his side and sound asleep. He had been scared to see Blaine again, afraid that the Pureblood wouldn't want anything to do with him again after spilling his feelings out into the open a week ago.
Blaine looked so peaceful when he was sleeping, Kurt noticed. His face was so calm, something he usually saw when the vampire was around him, but here it looked absolutely true and carefree. Absentmindedly, Kurt reached out with his hand and caressed Blaine's face, feeling the slight stubble that seemed to have grown onto it. Kurt wondered how long it had been since Blaine had last shaved. As Kurt ran his hand gently over Blaine's soft lips, the same lips he had kissed not long ago, he felt the Pureblood's face tense before Kurt felt himself being grabbed and having his vision blurred from movement.
Kurt felt Blaine grab him around the wrist before he felt Blaine toss him onto the bed, over Blaine's body, and felt the Pureblood's body as it covered his, making the human unable to move. Kurt looked into Blaine's face to see it had changed: the Pureblood looked like he was in his attack mode, him hissing with his fangs extended and his eyes blood red. Blaine looked at Kurt, really looked at him, and gasped as he quickly retracted his fangs and blinked his eyes a few times, feeling them go back to normal .
He looked back down at Kurt, panic in his face. "Kurt...I...I..."
Kurt couldn't remember how to respond, all he could do was cry. He had never seen Blaine like that, not towards him at least. He knew it was childish to cry, he was just doing this while his brain tried to comprehend what had happened. He felt scared...yet he also felt secured because it was Blaine.
Blaine climbed off of Kurt and tugged him into his lap, rocking him until he felt the boy stop crying. He lifted Kurt's face so they could look at each other. "What are you doing here? You know that you shouldn't sneak up on a vampire like that," Blaine scolded.
"I'm s-sorry. I wasn't thinking. Rachel said that I should come t-t-talk to you, because she read both of our minds and she k-knows what's going on w-with us. And I...I was afraid to come see you again, after last week, after what I did to you. I was s-scared that you hated me, so I wanted to talk to you so we can sort everything out," Kurt babbled. "I don't want us to not be friends. Even if we can't be together I still want to stand beside you as a friend. And R-Rachel told me to come talk to you about everything, but she wouldn't tell me why, and now I bet you think I am s-s-so stupid. I-I-I mean, I practically waltzed in here and...and...and..."
Blaine placed his hand over Kurt's mouth, stopping Kurt from his constant babbling. He laughed, a deep chuckle that radiated through his eyes. "Kurt, calm down. Talk slowly, you're stuttering, something you haven't done in a while. You're also blabbering and becoming incoherent."
Kurt felt the blush that spread across his face and wished he had a pillow he could hide his face into for the next few hundred years, not having to look at Blaine. "S-Sorry."
Blaine grinned as he laid Kurt on the bed and lay beside him on his side, his head in his hand. "Don't be, silly. And Rachel really needs to learn to just stay out of our heads and business."
Kurt nodded his head in agreement. He wasn't comfortable with people playing around in his head. "And you are not stupid," Blaine continued, "sneaking in here like you did. You just surprised me is all. Don't ever do that again. It's bad to sneak up on a vampire. When we feel danger, our instincts take over and we have no control of our bodies when that happens. I could have done something horrible to you."
"I know, and I am so sorry. I just...I had to see you. You're not mad at me, are you?"
Blaine pouted. "Why would I be mad at you?"
"F-For kissing you," Kurt answered, sitting up and sitting on the bed Indian-style. "I-I know I had no right to do that, I know I probably violated some kind of vampire law for doing it. I will take any punishment that is fitting, I just couldn't hold in my feelings anymore."
Blaine chuckled. "Kurt, relax. It was a human instinct. When a human desires something, they have urges that need to have satisfied." Blaine looked deep into Kurt's eyes, hoping the next words he said would be clear enough for him to understand. "Anyways Kurt, you had every right to kiss me last week. So no, I am not mad at you for kissing me."
"What do you mean? I didn't have the right to kiss you Blaine! Only your mate can do that. And I am not your mate, so I couldn't possibly..." Kurt trailed off when he looked deeper into Blaine's eyes.
...You had every right to kiss me last week. So no, I am not mad at you for kissing me. Blaine's words echoed through his ears. Blaine wasn't mad at him. Blaine said Kurt had every right to kiss him. Kurt knew the only person who had the right to do that was Blaine's mate.
And then the pieces finally slid into place. Blaine had always been there for him and his dad. He had always made sure to make Kurt happy, no matter what he wanted. Blaine saved Kurt when he was little, and he had protected him every since he could remember. Blaine looked at him all the time with nothing but love in his eyes. He always called him beautiful when he got a chance, and he always made sure Kurt knew how important he was.
Conclusion: he was Blaine's mate.
Kurt knew he must look like an idiot, because he could see Blaine smiling wide at the look on Kurt's face. "I-I...I'm...you're..." Kurt trailed off, not able to form the sentence he was dying to ask.
Blaine understood what Kurt was asking. He smiled wide. "You are. You always have been, ever since you were little. I couldn't tell you until you had figured out your feelings for me."
"W-Why?"
"I made a promise to your dad when you lost your memories."
Kurt seemed to process that. "But...I'm not...I can't be your mate..."
"And why can't you? Do you not want me?"
Kurt nodded. "Of course I do. But you're Blaine Anderson, strongest Pureblood I know. I am Kurt Hummel, a mere human whose father is a school mechanics teacher..."
"No you're not. Kurt Hummel, you are the greatest person to ever exist. You are the single most interesting person in all of Ohio, and that is saying something because this place is overpopulated with people. And guess what? You belong to me and only me," Blaine stated, making Kurt blush. "I've been looking for you forever. You move me Kurt, and now you belong to me."
Kurt was breathless. Blaine had never spoken to him like that, with so much love and confidence. "Am I dreaming?" he asked, feeling tears once again stream down his face.
"Well, I certainly hope not. I found the other half of my soul, and you just figured out you are my mate," Blaine replied. "Why would you think you are dreaming?"
Kurt blushed very, very red as he said, "Because I've dreamed of this before...us being together like this. Me being like you...spending eternity with you. I hoped one day my dream would come true, and now it actually has."
"Awe, I'm flattered you dream about me," Blaine joked with pride, causing Kurt to giggled. "Well Kurt, I will make sure all your dreams will come true. My whole being belongs to you Kurt. And hopefully, you belong to me as well?"
Kurt nodded. "Of course, I always have...ever since you saved me. Ugh! I must be dreaming now, this can't be real!"
Blaine nodded his head. "You're not dreaming. You are very much awake, my love. The difference between dreams and reality is that in dreams you can't feel things like you do in reality. Reality is so much better, and this my dear is reality..." Blaine leaned in and placed his lips over Kurt's, swallowing the boy's moans as their lips connected.
Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck as Blaine pressed their chests together, bringing them closer. Kurt ran his fingers through Blaine's hair, wrapping them around the ringlets at the nape of his neck, as he tried to concentrate on Blaine's lips, which were taking him to high Heaven at the moment.
Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt's back, allowing himself to have Kurt closer to him. He fought for dominance for control of the kiss with Kurt, and quickly won as he caused his mate to moan and form incoherent responses.
Blaine pulled back from the kiss with an audible 'pop' and looked down at Kurt, who was breathing heavily and face as red as a tomato.
"Still think you're dreaming?" he asked.
"Wow," was Kurt's only reply.
"'Wow'? Was that all I did?" Blaine asked in an upset tone.
Kurt smiled and lightly slapped Blaine on the arm. "That pretty much sums it up. Remember I don't have much make-out history, Mr. Anderson, so you'll have to excuse me if I cannot come up with anything better to say."
"True. I will say that was the best thing I have ever experienced," Blaine said as he picked up Kurt's hand and brought it to his nose, taking in the scent of the boy. He breathed in deeply, sighing in content. "Ah, this scent drives me crazy sometimes."
"Is that a bad thing?"
Blaine shook his head. "Oh God no. It's the best thing I like to have surround me. This scent is intoxicating, and don't even get me started on those lips of yours..."
Kurt blushed. He had never heard Blaine talk like this, and he liked the feeling it gave him. "How do I smell to you? I know to you I have a different scent like any other, so what do you smell when you catch my scent?"
"For me, humans just smell like a meal, something that is indescribable because they all have this bland smell. But with you...it's different. I can smell many of the best scents I have experienced when I take in your scent: the smell of fresh cut grass, the scent of an ocean breeze, roses after they had fully bloomed, and my most favorite being the sweet smell of honeydew. And the best part is that all those smells are placed into one source, one thing I can sniff everyday without consequence."
Kurt took that in. He had read in books how the scent of a mate's was so much different from any others, and Blaine had happily told him what he smelled like. It made Kurt feel warm inside. "Oh."
Blaine nodded. "No one can beat your scent Kurt. It's too amazing."
Kurt smiled. "Do you find me...appetizing?"
"Honestly?" Blaine asked. Kurt nodded. "So much Kurt. I've tasted your blood before, when I've healed you. One drop of your blood can sustain me so much longer than human blood. That is why we have mates. Vampires can feed from humans without having the risk of turning them, while us Purebloods can turn someone into a vampire with a single bite. We can live off of humans, though it is best we do not bite them, but human blood does not sustain us as much as our mate's blood does. Our mate's blood is better than any type of substance that we can ingest."
"That explains a lot."
"Why the interest? Pure curiosity? Or something else?" Blaine asked.
Kurt shrugged. "A little of both. I am curious because you've never been honest with me when it came to these types of topics. Everything I've read has been in books, so I know unless they are made by vampire authors some of the stuff is made up. As far as the 'something else' of the question, since I am your mate, doesn't that mean you want to drink from me?"
Blaine slightly nodded. "I do. But not the type of way you think. You know that if I were to bite someone and not decapitate their head they will turn into a vampire, and that is the risk that I can't take when I'm with you. I want you Kurt, you have no idea how much, but it is not the right time for me to be careless when it comes to feeding, because I am not ready for you to become like me. That if you want to, that is?"
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Blaine, I have loved you for so long. And now that I know I am your mate, I know that part of being your mate means I would need to be turned. Of course I would want to, so I could be with you. Even if I hadn't found out I was your mate, I would have asked you to turn me as part of keeping the secret. I've read that in that type of turning, you are bonded to that person, though the bond between mates is so much stronger. Is that true?"
Blaine nodded. "Oh definitely yes. When I do turn you Kurt, we will never want to be separated. It's hard to explain fully, but I am going to try my best to explain it. Jeff and Nick told me how they felt, and my other friends Thad and Flint as well. When mates are bonded, we constantly crave each other's touch. Mates always have a pull from their mate's blood, so mates always have the urge to feed from one another. Right now you can't experience it, but I can with you. Your blood...it sings to me Kurt. When you become a vampire you will crave for mine too. Without us feeding it can cause our bodies to shut down and ache from not having what it desires. Mates also can be either total matches or total opposites when it comes to our powers."
"You have a power, like Rachel?"
Blaine nodded. "I can tell when a person is lying. When someone says something that is a lie, I hear the words 'That's a lie' whisper in my mind."
"Wow. That's kind of cool."
Blaine smiled. "Anyways, like I was saying, we will always crave touches, crave blood, and last but not least, if we are separated for a long period of time it can put us through agonizing pain. Our...we'll call them 'auras' or 'souls', feed off each other, make us stronger. Without us being in close proximity could cause us to go crazy."
Kurt hummed. "So another words, we won't be able to stay away from each other?" Blaine nodded and shrugged in a "pretty much" kind of gesture. "Oh, well I can live with that." Blaine chuckled. "Now, like I was asking earlier. You want to drink from me, but we can't have you biting me right now until we are both ready for me to become a vampire. So, how will that work?"
Blaine grinned. "There are other ways for me to drink blood. Such as biting your lip when we kiss..." Kurt blushed, making Blaine smile wider, "...and I can drink your blood when I am healing you from injuries."
"So, if I was to say, prick my finger, you could drink my blood that way?' Kurt asked.
Blaine nodded. "Yes, though I do not want you doing something that you do not want to."
Kurt shook his head. "Blaine, you need my blood. I don't mind creating a little wound to allow you my blood until everything is settled. I love you Blaine, and I will give you my blood whenever you want it."
Blaine felt like crying. Kurt was so honest and understanding, he was happy that Kurt was his mate. "Thank you, Kurt." Blaine glanced out his bay windows, frowning. "It's gotten dark outside. I think it might be time for you to get back. Burt is probably worried sick about you."
Kurt frowned. "I don't want to go. I don't want to leave you right now..."
Blaine smiled, pulling Kurt in for a quick and sweet kiss. "I know. But we won't be apart for long, my love. How about we go out on a date tomorrow? I can skip classes and we can go out on a real date, preferably one that ends correctly this time. What do you say?"
Kurt smiled before leaning in and kissing Blaine. "It's a date."
Jeff looked around the classroom, frowning when he didn't spot who he was looking for. "Where's Blaine? Is he still holed up in his room?" he asked Thad, who was sitting behind the councilmen table with Wes and David.
Thad nodded. "Yeah, he said he wasn't coming in today."
Rachel spoke up then. "Good thing too. I finally got Kurt to go up and speak with him."
Nick, who was sitting in Jeff's lap, looked up at her and said, "Do you think Blaine's finally going to tell Kurt?"
Rachel nodded. "Oh yeah. If I remember correctly, the pact between he and Burt about not telling Kurt anything is finally gone because Kurt finally admitted to Blaine that he loved him. I bet you right now they are having bunches of gay sex."
Wes rolled his eyes, banging his gavel onto his podium. "That is something I do not want to hear. I get enough of that from Jeff and Nick, not to mention Flint and Thad. I don't want to hear it."
"Hey!" Thad exclaimed, blushing red. "Flint and I are not as bad as Niff over there."
"Bullshit," David commented. "When you and Flint are separated, just like you are right now, you two become so annoying with you reunite. When he returns we're all going to have to find ear plugs to drown out that fucking noise. That fucking brute is always making you scream Bloody Mary."
Thad dropped his head onto the table, groaning. "What Flint and I do is no one's business. Stop talking about it."
Everyone in the room rolled their eyes but continued on with what they were doing.
Kurt walked happily back home, a spring in his step. Blaine had promised tomorrow to take him out to a nice restaurant that he knew about and was kind of high class, so he needed to dress formally. He knew as soon as he stepped into his room he needed to plan out his outfit. He needed to look perfect for Blaine.
Walking by the edge of the forest, something he always did at night during his patrols, he heard faint laughter from within. He frowned, all of the Night Class was in the school and everyone from the Day Class should be in their dormitories at this time. He stopped his footing, listening carefully so he could pinpoint where the laughter was coming from. He could just make out two outlines from figures that were approaching him, but because of the blasted darkness he could not see their faces.
"Who's there?" he asked.
One of the figures chuckled, and then a familiar voice said, "It's just us Hummel. It is time you come with us." Kurt's eyes widened as Karofsky stepped out of the darkness; Kurt noticed he was followed by a short girl with short pale blonder hair and glasses.
"W-What are you doing here?" Kurt asked, turning his glare on Karofsky.
The girl snarled. "Here to take you ass back to Sue, who would love to meet you," the girl replied before turning to Karofsky. "Get him. I want to go home."
"My pleasure, Becky," Karofsky said before charging at Kurt. Kurt turned to run, but he felt something hit the back of his head, hard, before everything turned to darkness...