Thank you CARDCAPTOR KAIRI, FicGirl89, Athena Wonderland, br04dw4ybaby, hannah15687 and Bunny Be' Bop for the story alert, NaughtyNurseMoMo for a favorite story add and Temarifan9622 and cynthiacyvon for the story alert and favorite story add

Temarifan9622- I'm glad you think it's cute and I'm happy you think its different from other stories you've read (repeating a story for the hundredth time was actually something I was worried about)

cynthiacyvon- glad its amusing and that you love it. I hadn't thought as far ahead as to involve Jeremiah but seeing the response I'm getting from you and other readers- I promise I will try to make it there...and who knows what will happen when I do ;)

So random factoid garnered from watching the scene to get the dialogue: Kurt has a magic disappearing bag. He has a brown messenger bag on his shoulder when he's walking down the hall reading the text, Karofsky slams him against the locker and the camera follows Karofsky. When it pans back to him, Kurt doesn't have a bag anymore.

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If Blaine had known what was going to happen that day- he would have stayed in bed.

The day started out normal enough. He woke up, gelled his unruly curly hair into something more acceptable for public, picked out an outfit designed to look like he just hadn't spent as much time on it as he did. After that he went upstairs, had a bowl of cereal for breakfast with his dad and set off for school.

Nothing abnormal once he got to school either. Parked his car, took the long way around so he wouldn't end up in a dumpster, made it to his locker AND his first class without a slushie or being harassed.

It really didn't turn into one of the worst days of Blaine's life till he was walking to his locker to get the lunch he packed. He had almost made it there before he got a text from Kurt.

Courage-Kurt

Blaine was so busy in his own world, smiling at how with one word Kurt could make his heart speed up, that he never saw Karofsky coming.

In the space of heartbeat, Blaine had gone from reading his text message to having the phone knocked out of his hand, then being shoved several feet to be slammed hard into lockers.

Karofsky never said a word, just glared at Blaine. Blaine felt frozen for a moment- mostly in pain but not without some fear. However, he looked down at his phone and thought of Kurt...then something snapped within Blaine. His fear turned to anger- anger at the fear he caused, at the pain, at how no one cared to do anything and before his brain could process it he had grabbed his phone off the floor and was chasing after his tormentor.

"HEY!" He shouted following Karofsky into the men's locker room, slamming the door open. "I AM TALKING TO YOU!"

"The girl's locker room is next door." Karofsky retorted not even having the decency to look at him.

"What is your problem?" Blaine shouted storming up to Karofsky. Some remote part of his brain was telling him to shut his mouth and get the hell out of there while he was still in one piece but Blaine knew he had to do this regardless of what his instincts were telling him.

"Excuse me?"

"What are you so afraid of?" Blaine asked, hoping to get some reason- any reason- why of all the people in the school is was him that received the most torment.

"Besides you sneaking in here to peak at my junk?" Karofsky said.

Blaine saw red- it was always the same with every homophobic man he had ever had the misfortune of encountering.

"Right, every straight man's nightmare. That all gay guys are out to molest or make you gay too. Well, guess what asshole- you're so not my type."

"Is that right?" Karofsky asked stepping to be within inches of Blaine

"Yeah. I don't dig on fat guys who sweat too much and are going to be bald and unemployed by the time they're thirty." Blaine spat out.

"Do not push me Anderson." Karofsky warned raising a fist.

Blaine felt a bolt of fear go through him but he knew that he needed to stand his ground. He needed to show him that he wasn't going to stand for this anymore. He even tilted his chin up to give Karofsky a better shot.

"You going to hit me? Do it." Blaine said stepping even closer to Karofsky.

"DON'T PUSH ME!" Karofsky yelled, slamming a locker shut right next to Blaine's head.

"Hit me because it's not going to change who I am." Blaine said steeling up for what he felt was an inevitable punch. "You can't punch the gay out of me, anymore than I can punch the asshole, homophobe out of you!"

"I SAID GET OUT OF MY FACE!" Karofsky yelled, getting even closer to Blaine. Blaine steeled his resolve- he wasn't going to give up now.

"YOU'RE JUST A SCARED LITTLE BOY WHO CAN'T HANDLE HOW EXTRAORDINARLY ORDINARY YOU ARE!"

And then the last thing Blaine could have ever imagined happened: David Karofsky, the asshole who had made his life hell for being gay...kissed him. It was angry and a little painful because of the force at which he had approached Blaine.

It was over before Blaine really had a chance to realize it.

Blaine was shocked and confused...which only worsened when he saw Karofsky come toward him with the intention of kissing him again. Blaine whose mind had finally caught up with the situation shoved Karofsky away violently.

Who was he to come anywhere near him after that? He felt dirty and violated. Not just because Karofsky had forced the kiss on him...but it was his first kiss. Well, his first kiss with the gender he had actually preferred- and Karofsky, the person he hated most in the world had just stolen it.

Without realizing, after Blaine had shoved Karofsky, he had backed away. Karofsky looked just as hurt and confused and angry as Blaine felt. He slammed both hands against a locker and stormed out, leaving Blaine standing there- shaking and rooted to the spot with too many emotions.

Eventually, Blaine realized he couldn't just stand there but he didn't know what to do. So, he figured that he would find an empty classroom and ask someone who might know. He had to call Kurt.

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"I was actually just thinking of calling you- it's your lunch period right?" Kurt asked sounding his normal chipper self.

He sounded so happy to hear from Blaine, he was just thinking of calling me, that he lost all the resolve he had left and cried.

"Blaine, you there?" Kurt asked now sounding kind of concerned.

Blaine managed to get enough air to say- "K-Kurt."

"Blaine, what's wrong?" Kurt asked.

Again, Blaine only managed to remain calm enough to stammer out- "H-he k-kissed m-me." After Blaine said that, the memory of Karofsky smashing his lips against Blaine's replayed in his mind, and he started crying even harder.

"Who kissed you?" Kurt asked. He waited for a response but all he could hear was Blaine crying into the phone. "Blaine, listen to me. Listen to my voice. Take a deep breath- in and out, in and out."

Kurt continued this for a few minutes- getting Blaine to focus on his breathing so that he could calm down enough to tell him what was going on.

"Think you're okay to talk now?" Kurt asked gently. He didn't want to provoke another round of crying now that he had calmed Blaine down.

"Yeah...I think I'm okay for now." Blaine replied but his voice was raw from crying.

"Think you can tell me what happened to make you so upset?" Kurt asked and Blaine heard a soft thump. Kurt was getting settled in for the long explanation.

"Karofsky kissed me." Blaine said not trusting himself to say more at this moment.

"Karofsky? As in the asshole that's been making your life a living hell?"

"Yes, that Karofsky."

"What happened?" Kurt asked.

Blaine took a deep breath and told Kurt every single detail (well, almost every detail- he wasn't about to admit how much the one word from him had meant): how he was reading the text when Karofsky came out of no where and slammed him hard against the locker, how Blaine had chased after him and they ended up in the locker room, about their argument that had ultimately ended with the kiss.

"And then he just ran out of the locker room." Blaine said, feeling suddenly exhausted.

"Wow." Kurt said and was silent for a moment. "I'm sorry Blaine."

"It's okay...I guess. I just don't know what to do now." Blaine said hoping he didn't sound as helpless as he felt.

"Well, what are you thinking?" Kurt asked.

"Mostly, I'm just confused about what happened. I mean he kissed me! This guy who has been making my life a living hell for being gay- kissed me."

"Well, maybe that's why he's so angry." Kurt said. "He's struggling because he's gay but he sees how hard your life is, and the lives of other gays in Ohio, and is trying hard to deny he's gay because he's scared of what that means."

"We should talk to him." Blaine blurted out before he could really give it any thought.

"What?" Kurt asked, wondering what Blaine was thinking.

"He needs to know he's not alone." Blaine replied and silently added- just like you let me know that I'm not alone.

Kurt was silent for a minute, clearly pondering how good (or bad) of an idea that talking to Karofsky was. He reached the conclusion that Blaine was right- the last thing a violent in-the-closet gay guy needed was to feel even more isolated.

"Alright, let's talk to him. I have the afternoon off tomorrow because I already finished my assignment. I'll let you know when I'm close- McKinley High School right?"

"R-right." Blaine stammered. He didn't really know what he was expecting Kurt to say but it wasn't that.

"Sorry, to cut this short- I really am but I promised I'd help David with his French homework."

"It's okay Kurt. Thanks for listening." Blaine said, genuinely wishing they could keep talking. With Kurt, things were easy and he needed to keep the horrible locker room moment from replaying in his head.

"Your welcome." Kurt said, he voice warm with sincerity. "I'll call you later okay?"

"Okay."

"Bye Blaine."

"Bye Kurt." Blaine said softly, then ended the call.

Blaine stared at his phone and sat in silence, waiting for the bell to ring- not that he'd be able to concentrate in class anyway.

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As always, thanks for reading- let me know what you thought. Tomorrow is going to be a busy day for me so I might not get a chance to write which means there most likely won't be an update till at least Monday.