A/N: WoW! 15 reviews! I'd like more but this is great. I love you guys and your love for Klaine.

"Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can be broken. But it is inscribed on a heart and there it shall remain forever."

"Blaine, you've been sitting there for five minutes straight, mumbling about repeatedly stabbing a melon. Do you want some tea?"

"No, I don't want any tea. I want to know why my life just turned into a fucking Twilight book." Kurt flinched from Blaine's harsh tone. Blaine sighed and took Kurt's hand in his own, rubbing circles around the back of it with his thumb.

"I'm sorry Kurt. It's just…this all hit me like a ton of bricks. I'm not sure of anything right now."

"If you don't want to be together, I can bring you back home." Kurt said. He ducked his head down to avoid eye contact, like he didn't want to hear the answer.

"What?" Blaine asked looking at Kurt. "Kurt, I love you, why would I leave?"

"But you just said-" Kurt was silenced by Blaine crashing his lips into his.

"I just meant that I was confused by everything. Now that I know it's all real, it scares me a bit." The two sat there for what seemed like hours, but were mere minutes. The silence wasn't calming but it wasn't uncomfortable either. Blaine finally spoke.

"Kurt, I am absolutely and undoubtedly in love with you and I want us to be together. But I don't know if I can become a vampire." Kurt smiled and brushed his hand across Blaine's cheekbone.

"We'll figure something out." He whispered. "Now let's get up and have breakfast."

"Sure." Blaine started to get out of bed but stopped. "Wait, are you going to kill people?" He asked hesitantly. Kurt laughed.

"No. We hunt every month or so but we still like to eat human food."

"Oh…okay." The two got dressed. Or rather, Blaine was dressed by Kurt because he has no fashion sense what so ever. They headed towards the kitchen, Kurt in black skinny jeans, a form fitting white t-shirt, and black high tops. After many possible outfit options, Kurt had chosen skinny jeans, a blue graphic tee, and blue skate sneakers for Blaine. Blaine had to admit, he looked pretty good. And Kurt happily agreed.

"What do you want to eat?" Kurt asked as Blaine sat down on a stool by the granite island.

"Um…eggs, I guess." Blaine said in reply.

Kurt nodded. "I can do that; how about an omelet?" Blaine nodded and watched as Kurt got eggs, peppers, cheese, and other ingredients from a large silver fridge. Blaine watched as Kurt sashayed back and forth from the stove to the sink to the cupboards, his hips swaying back and forth. Those hips…

"Blaine, stop staring at my ass." Kurt said without turning from the bowl of eggs he was whisking. Blaine blushed a bright crimson.

While the pan was heating up on the stove, Kurt turned around and leaned his elbows on the table, propping his head up on his hands. He smiled and stared at Blaine and Blaine stared back. He wasn't sure why, he just wanted to stare at this beautiful, porcelain angel.

"You're beautiful." Kurt said, his expression dreamy.

"Have you looked in the mirror lately?" Blaine asked, smirking. Kurt giggled and leaned in, capturing Blaine's lips with his own. They stayed like that for a while-giggling, sharing kisses, just being happy- until they heard a loud slam behind them. They broke apart and looked over to see the man Blaine knew as Puck standing in the doorway, smirking. There was a gaping hole in the wall beside him, with dust drifting down from it.

"Puck! Did you just punch the wall?" Kurt asked frowning.

"I had to." He said laughing. "If I saw any more of you two kissing I would have started puking rainbows."

"Yeah, whatever." Kurt said turning back to the stove. "Do you want an omelet?" Before Puck could answer, there was a loud yell and the man Blaine knew as Finn, burst into the kitchen.

"Did someone say omelets?" He asked looking at the people in the room, waiting for an answer.

"Yeah, Kurt's making them." Blaine said. That's when it seemed like Finn had just taken notice of Blaine.

"He's not dead yet." He said stating the obvious. Puck looked at Blaine also and his expression turned to confusion.

"You're right. He's not." Puck said.

"No he isn't dead. I said I wasn't going to kill him, didn't I?" Kurt said as he flipped an omelet in the pan.

"We know you said that but he's not…undead. Why is he still here?" Finn asked as he sat down at the island next to Blaine. Puck sat on the other side.

"No, he isn't." Kurt said. Blaine could hear the exasperation in his voice as he started flipping omelets onto multiple plates. "He's here because-" he was cut off by Puck.

"But he can't stay here if he isn't one of us. It's against the codex to keep human pets." Puck said. Kurt had to stifle his laughter at this.

"You guys think he's my pet? He's my mate." Puck and Finn gasped. Blaine shrank away, expecting a punch or a growl, what he had gotten most of his life from the people around him. Instead, he was yet again surprised when Puck pulled him in for a hug that crushed Blaine's lungs. Past Puck's broad arms, he could see Kurt being lifted off the ground in a bear hug from Finn.

"I'm so happy for you. It's about time." Finn said as he placed Kurt back on the ground and Puck let go of Blaine. Finn sat back down to a shocked Blaine and put an arm around his shoulders.

"Sorry for the repetitive threat but, if you hurt our clan leader, I won't hesitate to snap your neck."

"Finn! Don't threaten him." Kurt yelled as he placed the plates on the island. He looked at the trio in front of him and started laughing.

"You two guys are so huge; you make Blaine look small and hobbitish."

"Hey!" Blaine argued as the two vampires broke into laughter beside him. They all started to eat when Finn asked to question that was going to have to be answered.

"When are you going to turn him?" Blaine looked down at his plate and Kurt's expression turned sad.

"Blaine wants to be with me but he doesn't think he wants to be a vampire." Kurt said. He walked over to where Blaine was sitting and started stroking his hair, a gesture Blaine felt oddly comforting.

"Well…why not?" Puck asked. Blaine shrugged.

"I don't know much about vampires. Living forever, having to watch people around me die, eating people." Blaine shuddered as he remembered the man from the dungeon that had shared his last hours with him.

"Well that's no problem." Finn said smiling. "We don't kill much so it wouldn't be that big of a change. Kurt will live forever with you and you can always become friends with the rest of the clan. Living forever isn't that bad and we can answer any other things you don't know." Finn finished his explanation with a smile and Blaine looked over to where Puck and Kurt were staring at him with open mouths and wide eyes.

"What?" Blaine asked. The boys then seemed to snap out of the daze and Kurt spoke up.

"Finn isn't exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer. We're just kind of shocked that he came up with that." Kurt said as he and Puck continued to stare at Finn.

"Oh, come on." Finn protested. "I have my moments. It's not like I'm Brittany."

"Who's Brittany?" Blaine asked.

"Someone in the clan. You'll meet her later. That is, if you want to follow that plan that Finn just suggested." Kurt said hopefully. Blaine thought for a moment and finally nodded slowly.

"We can try it." He said. Kurt jumped up and down, clapping and smiling.

"Okay. I think we should start with a little Q&A today." Kurt said as he dragged Blaine into the living room. Puck and Finn followed in suit and sat down on the couch. Blaine sat in the armchair and Kurt sat on his lap.

"Okay," Blaine started, "first question is: Why are you the clan leader? No offense, but you seem like a little stick compared to Puck and Finn…a cute little stick." He hastily added at the end as he received a harsh bitch glare that Kurt shot him. Puck and Finn were trying to stifle their laughter. Kurt sighed.

"I'm the oldest. Like I said, I'm over two centuries old so I have the most wisdom and experience. I'm also the fastest and strongest and I was the one who formed the clan in the first place. You wouldn't know it by looking at me. Like you said, I'm a cute little stick." Blaine nodded, taking in the information.

"Finn said keeping me as a "pet" was against the codex. What's the codex and why would I be a pet?" Blaine asked. Puck laughed and looked at Blaine.

"I can answer this one." He said. "The codex is set rules created by the first vampires. They aren't written down but rather imprinted in your brain once you're turned. It's against the rules to keep humans as pets. Human pets are basically people that vampires turn into lifeless servants that they can feed off of whenever they want." Blaine's eyes widened and Kurt placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry. None of us have ever created pets and I would never do that to you." He said placing a chaste kiss to Blaine's cheek. Blaine smiled but his expression turned to confusion when he saw Finn staring at him.

"What?" Blaine asked. Finn just shook his head and smiled.

"I'm just making sure you're good enough for Kurt." He said. Kurt glared at him.

"Finn, stop being protective." Finn frowned.

"I just don't want you to get hurt again." He said defensively.

"Okay." Blaine said, trying to prevent a fight from breaking out. "Next question: What myths about vampires are true and which are fake?"

"Let's see," Kurt started, his nose scrunching up in concentration. "We can go out in the sunlight, we can eat normal food, we sleep, a stake can't kill us, and we actually do like garlic. I cook with it a lot. But we can be hurt by holy water and crosses and we do have fangs." He said the last part quietly but Blaine still heard.

"You have fangs? Can I see them?" He asked. Kurt shook his head.

"No, they might scare you." Kurt said as he stared at his hands like they were the most interesting things in the world. Blaine laughed until he saw Kurt wasn't kidding.

"Kurt, you can't be serious." Kurt didn't answer so Blaine lifted his chin up with his hand. Kurt's eyes shifted away and stared at the wall.

"Kurt, look at me." Blaine said. Kurt's eyes slowly shifted and stared into Blaine's hazel ones. There was a whirlwind of emotions in them: sorrow, hope, fright, adoration.

"Kurt, I already told you I love you. So don't think for one second that being a vampire with pointy teeth will change that." Kurt's mouth twitched into a tiny smile and he sighed. His lips parted and Blaine could see tiny incisors slowly extend from Kurt's teeth. There weren't just a few of them either. Every human tooth had a fang to match it. Blaine gasped in surprise but Kurt must have taken it as fear because the teeth were immediately gone.

"They're…" Blaine paused as he searched for a word. "They're cute." He said finally. Kurt stared at him incredulously. Blaine simply shrugged and leaned in to kiss Kurt on the lips. Suddenly a phone started to ring and Finn pulled a cell out of his pocket. He walked into the kitchen to take the call.

"Alright one more question." Blaine said. "How many vampires actually exist?"

"There are a few clans here or there in America but the most heavily populated areas for vampires are in parts of Europe." Kurt said. He climbed out of Blaine's lap and stretched. He opened his mouth to say something when Finn walked back into the room.

"Hey, that was Mike. He thinks he saw some people getting too close to the fire site. We should check it out."

"Alright." Kurt said. He sighed when he saw Blaine's look of confusion. "Remember when I said I needed to go dispose of bodies last night? Well, the way we do that is by burning them at a fire site." He started to walk away toward the front door of the apartment when Blaine grabbed his hand.

"You're leaving me alone?" He asked, slightly frightened. He was fine with being around vampires when he was with Kurt because he could be protected. But he didn't want to be alone in an apartment full of vampires. Kurt chuckled.

"I'll only be gone with Finn and Puck for a few minutes. Just watch television or something." Blaine nodded and shifted over to the couch and picked up the remote. And with a peck on the cheek, Kurt and his companions left Blaine to watching a football game. Not a minute later, he could hear the front door creak open. A strong melodic voice called out.

"Kurt? Are you here?" A petite woman with long brown hair walked into the living room. She spotted Blaine and her eyes widened.

"Kurt's not here. I'm-" He stopped as he saw the woman's lips curl back, exposing fangs that definitely were not as cute as Kurt's. Her eyes narrowed as a low growl came from her mouth and he caught a single word before she lunged for him.

"Human."

A/N: I made this chapter kind of long to make up for the fact that I'm leaving for vacation so I won't be updating for a while.

Blaine: Hey Kurt?

Kurt: Yes Blaineyboo?

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Kurt: Of course I would Blaine.

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