"Two more days." Kurt sighed, "That would be, three days too long."

"Three days?" Blaine questioned, grin obvious in his voice.

"Yes, three. If I said two, there is no guarantee that you would be here yet, you could be driving here, but since I said three, I know you'll be here." Kurt explained his logic.

"Ah yes, I see." Blaine nodded sagely, "Did your Dad say I could stay at your house until Sunday?"

"Yes, after much begging." Kurt agreed. "But he plain out refused to let you sleep in my room with me."

"I'm sure you're so confused as to why that is, right?" Blaine teased lightly. Kurt laughed.

"I miss you."

"I miss you too."

...

"Okay, that's it, screw the councilor, I'm coming down."

Kurt laughed, "No! You're not! Don't be a rule breaker. You've been down enough the last few weeks. Mercedes even told me that she was looking for you in classes the other day." Kurt he brightened as he realized something. "They said you can only come down once a week and on weekends, right?" Kurt asked, grinning mischievously.

"Riiight, you know, the whole reason we're talking on the phone right now, and not in person." Blaine stated as if it should be obvious.

"But they said nothing about me going to Dalton." Kurt grinned.

"I'll see you in an hour and a half?" Blaine asked hopefully.

"See you then!" Kurt realized that his car was almost out of gas, so he took Finn's car instead. The tall jock was probably going to be to busy with Quinn to realize anyway.

Santana paced slowly in front of the Pierce house. Yes, it was great that she had told Kurt she would kick ass and take Brittany. But, it was a totally different thing to be here and actually being forced to follow through on her words. She was seconds away from going back to Kurt's and begging him to do it for her when the door opened.

"Are you lost? I get lost all the time. You've been walking around out here for twenty minutes." Brittany continued before Santana could say anything, "And I know you don't like when people help you, but I wanted to help you."

"I wasn't lost Britt." Santana heaved out a sigh, "I wanted to talk to you."

"Then why were you outside when I was inside?" Brittany asked in confusion.

"Because I was afraid to come in and see you." Santana admitted, causing Brittany to laugh lightly.

"You never have to be afraid of me Sanny." Brittany smiled sweetly. Santana snorted.

"Yeah okay, Britt. I acted wrong. I shouldn't have blown you off." Santana apologized.

" 'Tana, it's okay. All you did was try and protect yourself. I know you and I know how you act. So it's okay." Brittany shrugged.

"How can you always forgive me?" Santana cried. "I'm always such a bitch."

"Santana, shut up." Brittany stated, completely serious suddenly. Santana gulped hard. "You are a bitch, but it totally makes up for it when you do something sweet. I love you for all of you even the bitchy parts." Brittany ended her speech by leaning forward and kissing her.

"I love you too." Santana gasped as Brittany pulled back and started kissing her neck. "So much." Santana pulled back slightly before pushing Brittany backwards until she slammed against the wall.

"Go out with me?" Brittany begged. Santana pulled away, smirking widely.

"Of course." she agreed, seconds before Brittany grabbed the front of her shirt and dragged her upstairs to her bedroom.

Kurt knew how much of a nerd both he and his boyfriend were when they both thought of the same thing. The moment they saw each other they started slow motion running to one another. Yup, they really were that nerdy.

"Missed you, missed you, missed you, missed you." Blaine chanted in between placing kisses all over Kurt's face.

"Missed you more." Kurt gushed before grabbing his face and pressing their mouths together.

"Mr. Anderson, and Mr. Hummel, although you no longer attend Dalton the same public display of affection rules still apply." a passing professor admonished.

"Sorry!" the two boys chorused, before heading inside to resume their activities. They were inside of Blaine's dorm, when Kurt immediately pounced on Blaine's back, making him release a startled 'oof' before falling forward onto his bed. He rolled over onto his back, making Kurt squeal before regaining his balance, straddling him.

"Hi." Kurt greeted.

"Hey." Blaine replied, before grabbing the back of his head and catching his lips with his. Kurt eagerly responded, slipping his hand down and under Blaine's blazer. Just as Blaine was about to flip them over and open Kurt's jacket, the back pocket of Kurt's skinny jeans started blasting Lady GaGa's 'Glitter and Grease'.

"Ignore it." Blaine mumbled against his lips as Kurt attempted to move away.

"Can't, it's my Dad's ringer." Kurt pulled away, smirking as his boyfriend groaned and threw his head back dramatically.

"Hello?"

"Kurt! Thank god! Where the hell are you?" Kurt's eyebrows furrowed at the utter relief in Burt's voice, and Blaine obviously heard it too, because he tilted his head in a question. Kurt leaned up, swinging his legs around to sit up in bed.

"I decided to go to Dalton to visit." Kurt answered truthfully.

"Your car..."

"I used Finn's, mine was almost out of gas." he explained, "Why?"

Burt hesitated a moment before answering, "...we thought something had happened to you, Kurt...someone destroyed your car."

R&R.