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A/N: You all probably hate me now. That's all right. I deserve it. I haven't updated for like 2 months. Between homework and after school things, I haven't really had a chance to write. I mean, the title of my Math Textbook is Geometry for College Students. I'm a freshman in high school.

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So anyway, for those of you who are Mortal Instruments fans, I have hidden a moderately large quote in this chapter. If you can tell me which book it's from and what 2 characters say it then I will give you a shout out in my next chapter

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"You say that you love rain, but you open an umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when the wind blows. This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too."

Blaine didn't mean to wake up in the middle of the night but he did. He felt like something was wrong, so he involuntarily awoke. He would've gone back to sleep if it weren't for the fact that he was alone in bed. He sat up, bleary eyed, and searched the bed. Kurt was nowhere to be seen and Blaine started to panic.

"Kurt?" He called out to the near pitch darkness. He wasn't really expecting a reply so he jumped when a voice answered back.

"Over here." Blaine looked over to the source of the sound and saw moonlight streaming onto the floor. Blaine got out of the bed and padded over to a small window alcove with a bench. On the bench sat Kurt who was staring thoughtfully out the window.

"Hey." Blaine said as he sat next to him on the bench and wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist. Kurt flinched but then settled into Blaine's arms. The reaction didn't go unnoticed.

"Is something wrong?" He asked. Kurt shook his head.

"Are you sure?" Blaine prodded. He could feel it, something wasn't right. Kurt didn't reply, instead he continued to stare out the window.

"Fine, you don't have to tell me. Just know I'm here." Blaine said and kissed the top of Kurt's head. Kurt didn't move. He remained stiff. Blaine kissed him again except this time on the back of his neck. Kurt squirmed and moved away from Blaine and to the other side of the bench.

"Okay, what's wrong?" Blaine asked, now annoyed. Kurt, again, did not reply and instead pulled his legs up to his chest, wrapping his arms securely around his knees.

"God damn it, Kurt! Talk to me!" Blaine yelled. Kurt's eyes narrowed and he glared at the man across from him who was breathing deeply with his arms raised in the air in exasperation.

"Don't speak to me like that." He growled as he stood and strode over to the bed where he sat facing away with his back turned towards Blaine. Blaine lowered his arms and stared in confusion at Kurt. They sat in silence until Blaine realized that Kurt could probably stay silent forever. He stood up and walked back over to the bed. He stayed that way for a while, standing by the bed, waiting for Kurt to react in some way.

"I don't know what I did wrong but if you tell me then maybe I can fix it." Blaine said softly. Kurt turned his head and started up at Blaine. His eyes were mostly grey now, the joyful blue and green barely specks in the iris.

"This can't be happening; not again." He murmured. Blaine frowned in confusion.

"Kurt what is-" He reached to put a hand on Kurt's shoulder but he shifted away and turned his back to him again.

"I just need a few moments to think." He said quietly. Blaine sighed and walked out of the room. He shut the door softly behind him and walked down the dark hallway to the kitchen. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Finn sitting at the island. When Blaine entered, Finn looked up from where he was staring at his hands.

"I need to talk to you." He said with no emotion. His face was blank as well and told Blaine nothing about what the vampire was thinking. Blaine nodded and sat down on a stool so that he was facing Finn.

"Kurt's never talked about his past yet, has he?" He asked. Blaine shook his head and Finn nodded for a few moments until he took a deep, unneeded breath.

"He's acting tense around you. He seems distant and detached but you don't know why. You told him that you love him recently and although he said it back, he was hesitant."

"What-" Finn held up his hand to silence Blaine.

"You woke up to find him thinking in some corner in the room, most likely his favorite window seat. He asked for a few moments to think alone and so you left, most likely this is the reason you're in the kitchen at the moment." Finn's face remained neutral throughout the entire tirade while Blaine's grew more and more shocked with every word that came out of Finn's mouth.

"Do you know why I've been judging you the past few days? Why I was trying to see if you were good enough for Kurt?" Finn asked.

"You care about him." Blaine guessed. Finn nodded.

"Yes but not for the reason you think." Blaine raised his eyebrow in question. Finn sighed.

"Kurt has been alive for over two centuries. To think that he's never been in a relationship before is being very small minded." Finn said as he stared down at his hands again.

"But Kurt said he's never had a mate before." Blaine said confused.

"He's never had a mate. But he has had humans that have fallen in love with him in the past. He did enjoy the attention but he never truly loved them back. Then when they grew old and left, he would move on." Finn said. Blaine scowled.

"So I'm just another person that he'll leave and forget?" He asked. He shook his head and made to get up from the stool but Finn grabbed his wrist and pulled him back down.

"The difference with you is that he didn't ask if any of them if they wanted to stay with him forever." Finn said as he stared into Blaine's eyes, looking for some sort of reaction. Blaine sat down and sighed.

"Then why has he been so distant?" He asked, unsure of what was going on with the normally cheerful boy. Finn shifted in his seat, uncomfortable with what he was about to say.

"He did actually fall for one of them." Finn said quietly. Blaine's eyes widened.

"His name was Jason." Finn said, his eyes darkening. Blaine glared at Finn.

"Why the hell are you telling me this? Do you want me to leave Kurt?" Finn shook his head vigorously.

"I'm telling you this because while Jason was the only one that Kurt fell for, he betrayed him. He was working under cover for some scientific organization. They'd been suspicious of us for years and were trying to figure out what we were.

"We had been living in California at the time. Jason acted like he was in love with Kurt so that he could gain our trust and figure out our secrets. When we had basically told him everything, he left and told the people he was working for. They tried to capture us and they nearly did. We escaped though and moved here. We needed to get far away from them and that meant moving across the country.

"Before, we were checking out the burning grounds because Mike had seen people snooping around near it. We thought it may be the same people that had tried to capture us. We all got suspicious that maybe you were working for them. It seemed that way, I mean you just kind of appeared and then suddenly they showed up in the same city as us. It was kind of sketchy. But Kurt defended you. He said that they wouldn't try the same thing as they did." Blaine snorted.

"You guys kidnapped me anyways. I didn't just show up." Finn frowned.

"That's how we got Jason. We were hunting and they sent him to one of our usual spots. They were probably originally going to have him follow us but instead we took him." Blaine stood and this time Finn let him. But instead of leaving the kitchen he walked over to the hole in the wall from when Puck had punched it. He stared at it for a few moments before he suddenly raised his fist and punched the surface next to it. His fist of course did not make a hole like Puck's did but it dented the plaster and caused cracks to appear on the paint.

"Then why the fuck is he acting up now?" Blaine asked as he leaned forward and touched his forehead to the cold wall.

"Before Jason left he told Kurt that he loved him. Kurt said it back to him." Finn explained.

"And I just told Kurt that I loved him." Blaine said, filling in the blanks.

"Kurt may be invincible, but he isn't unbreakable." Finn said softly.

Blaine stood for a few moments, staring at the wall in front of him before running down the hall and bursting into the bedroom. Kurt had moved from the bed back to the window seat and was staring out the window. His head whipped towards Blaine when he entered the room. His mouth opened slightly in a mixture of confusion and shock.

Blaine strode over to where Kurt was and gripped his face firmly with each of his hands. Amber eyes stared into glasz for what seemed like an eternity until Blaine leaned forward and pressed his lips to Kurt's in a passionate kiss. Kurt stiffened so Blaine pulled away, not wanting to push him and make everything worse. Kurt stared up at him, his lips parted slightly.

"What?" Kurt asked, dazed from the kiss. Blaine pressed his forehead to Kurt's.

"I am not Jason." Blaine said firmly.

"How do you-"

"Finn told me. You need to understand Kurt. I love you for real and with every fiber of my being. I would never try to hurt you and if I ever did then you are allowed to rip out my beating heart and laugh at it in some ironic, metaphorical manner." The corner of Kurt's mouth twitched a bit at the outburst but it didn't form a complete smile. Blaine gave a hopeful smile but Kurt's mouth turned back into a neutral line.

"Funny. I still don't trust you though." He said in a monotonous voice as he turned to stare out the window again. Blaine sighed.

"Kurt." He whispered. Kurt looked up and stared into his eyes.

"I don't care if you believe me or not but I do love you. But I don't know about you. Finn told me that you've been in a great deal of relationships. Which makes it seem like I'm just one in a long line of toys for you. One dies or goes away, you get another one. I'm nothing. I'm…trivial."

"Blaine-" Kurt started, his voice filled with sorrow. Blaine cut him off.

"Which is especially unfair, because you are anything but trivial for me. I changed my whole life for you. But nothing ever changes for you for you, does it? I guess that's what it means to live forever. Nothing ever really has to matter all that much." Kurt had tears in his eyes when Blaine finished. He looked unbearably broken and Blaine couldn't stand it but he didn't move to comfort him. Finn words echoed in his mind; 'He may be invincible, but he isn't unbreakable.'

That's how Kurt looked right now; broken and torn down.

"I'm sorry. It's so hard to believe you." Kurt whispered as tears trailed down his porcelain cheeks. Blaine reached out a hand and brushed them away. He sat down with Kurt on the window bench. Hesitantly wrapping his arms around his small waist, Blaine began to hum. He hummed until he could no longer hear Kurt's somber whimpers or feel him shaking. Kurt finally relaxed into Blaine's chest and started to sing the words the song that Blaine was singing.

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,

Go to sleep my little baby.

When you wake, you shall have,

All the pretty little horses

Dapples and greys, pintos and bays

All the pretty little horses

They sat in silence for a few moments as Blaine softly stroked Kurt's hair.

"You aren't." Kurt said softly.

"What?" Blaine asked confused. He stopped stroking Kurt's hair as he turned his head and looked up at Blaine. Kurt pressed his lips softly to Blaine's in a brief but sweet kiss.

"You aren't trivial." He whispered. Blaine smiled slightly.

"I should hope not. Then you'd be stuck with me forever." He chuckled. Kurt's eyes widened and a hopeful smile grew on his face.

"Wait. Does this mean what I think it means?" Blaine nodded.

"I'll become a vampire. And we can be together for as long as our hearts entail." He laughed at the cheesiness of his words but Kurt tackled him in a hug. The force of it knocked them each off of the bench and the rolled over on the floor until Blaine was lying on his back with Kurt lying on top of him. He had a bright smile on his face that caused Blaine's heart to stop for a beat or two. Kurt gently brushed a curl from Blaine's forehead and kissed his temple tenderly.

"Jason never agreed to be a vampire." He said, a smirk on his face. His normal confident attitude was back which made Blaine happier.

"See? I'm not like him. I'm better." He said as he pressed his lips to Kurt's for a moment before pulling away.

"I just have one question though." Blaine said. Kurt smiled.

"And what would that be?" He asked.

"You said that becoming a vampire takes mental preparation. Why?" Kurt smiled sadly.

"Think about it. Living forever and having to watch those around you die as you stay the same. It's a bit depressing. Most people, once they realize what they are, are horrified by what they've become and try to kill themselves. They usually end up hurting themselves a great deal but never dying because of their strength and healing abilities." Blaine frowned.

"Did that happen to you?" Kurt looked down at Blaine's chest so that he didn't have to make eye contact. He nodded.

"It was worse for me. I was already depressed from being teased and tormented for being gay. People aren't accepting of what we are now and they weren't accepting two centuries ago." Kurt had started to play with the loose string that was hanging off of the hem of Blaine's shirt. Blaine reached up and took his hands in his own. Kurt looked up and sighed. His eyes were distant. He rolled off of Blaine and walked over to sit on the bed. Blaine followed suit and wrapped his arms around Kurt.

"I tried everything imaginable. I jumped off of roofs, I ran in front of carriages, I tried to drown myself in rivers, I got into fights at the taverns. I was desperate so I did anything I could to kill myself. Well, anything that I could in the 1800s. But once people realized that I wasn't getting sick or hurt, or aging for that matter, they thought I was cursed or possessed. They tried to cure me by throwing holy water on me and covering me with crosses, both of which burned me of course." Blaine couldn't believe what he was hearing. Why would people try to hurt such a wonderful person like Kurt?

"Finally I ran away from it all. I couldn't take it so I left my home and my family behind." Blaine's head shot up from where it was resting on Kurt's shoulder.

"Family?" he asked. Kurt chuckled.

"I wasn't created by some demonic ritual. I did have a family. A father that had always accepted me no matter what I was."

"What about your mother?" Blaine asked. Kurt shook his head.

"She died from Scarlet Fever when I was eight." He said. Blaine's mouth opened to say something but he closed it. They instead sat in silence for a few moments before Kurt spoke again.

"That song that you sang, she used to sing it to me when I was little." Blaine smiled.

"My mom sang it to me when I was little too. That is, before she found out was gay. Then she acted like I had some contagious disease. She was better that my dad though. He kicked me out of the house." Blaine leaned back so that he was lying down on the bad. Kurt moved so that he was on top of him, his chin resting on Blaine's chest.

"I'm sorry." He said. Blaine shrugged and placed his hands behind his head.

"At least they didn't try to kill me." He said. Kurt laughed his twinkling laugh that Blaine loved.

"Yes. At least they didn't try to kill you." He said. He smiled and Blaine could see that his eyes had returned to their normal bright blue, green, and silver.

"So how long until I get to die?" Blaine asked with a smirk. Kurt smirked back.

"Soon. You have a good mindset of living forever. But first, you must live." He crawled off of Blaine and walked back over to the window. Blaine noticed with a start that sunlight was now pouring through the glass. He had been up all night but he didn't feel tired. He raised an eyebrow in question.

"What do you mean?" He asked turning to face Kurt. Kurt spun around and strode back to the bed. A mischievous smile was plastered on his face.

"When was the last time you were outside?" He asked. Blaine shrugged.

"I don't know. You guys kind of kidnapped me." Kurt chuckled.

"Yeah. I guess we did. But I think that you should experience some fun as a human before you are cursed with eternal damnation."

"I love how you say that with such joy." Blaine said playfully. Kurt punched him in the arm.

"Shut up. I was just thinking that we could maybe go on a vacation. Out of the country of course. I should think you'd be on a missing persons list by now. Which also reminds me, you'll need to lay low for a little while until people forget about you." Blaine nodded.

"This is so weird. I want people to believe I'm dead." Kurt shrugged.

"That's the price to pay. So I was thinking of going somewhere tropical, you know, with the whole coven. It'd be a nice break from all of the New York weather." Blaine nodded.

"That would be nice. But first I want to go outside and walk around New York a little bit." Kurt's eyebrows scrunched together.

"I don't know if that's such a good idea."

"I'll lay low. I promise." He used his puppy dog eyes that had won him many arguments when he was younger.

"Fine. Only for a little while though. You'll have to come back so we can start packing." Blaine smiled and kissed Kurt on the nose.

"Thank you." Blaine hopped off of the bed and over to the closet where Kurt had put the clothes that he had bought him. After he was changed he walked outside and to the front door. When he passed by the kitchen he saw Finn eating a bowl of cereal.

"He's better." Blaine simply stated with a smile. Finn nodded.

"I know. I heard you guys laughing and rolling around on the floor.

"Yeah we were just-"

"Don't want to know."

Blaine shrugged and headed out the door. He found that the apartment was located right near Time Square. He took a deep breath of not so fresh New York air. He put on the sunglasses and fedora that he had brought with him so that he wouldn't be recognized. He walked towards the many stores located nearby with the intention of buying Kurt a gift.

Finally he found the perfect present in an old vintage store that sold things like fudge and candles. It was a necklace with a small abalone shell pendant on it. Blaine thought that it matched Kurt's eyes. Before returning to the apartment he stopped in other stores and shops. He got a pair of pink sunglasses and laughed when he realized that Kurt would probably scold him for being unfashionable when he saw them.

He walked up the steps of the apartment and went to unlock the door with the key that Kurt had given him. He was surprised to find that the door was unlocked and open a crack. He opened it all the way the way and walked into pandemonium. Everyone in the coven was on the first floor, swarming around and arguing. Even Quinn and Rachel were downstairs together. When Blaine walked in everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at him.

"What-" His words were cut off when Puck grabbed his neck and slammed him into the wall with his feet dangling a foot off of the ground. Puck's hands tightened around his throat so that his air supply was cut off.

"You fucking bastard! He trusted you. He trusted you and you stabbed him in the back!" Puck growled while Blaine could do nothing more than choke as the need for oxygen became greater.

"Puck. Put him down." Fin said sternly.

"Why should I?" Puck said as he continued to slowly squeeze the life out of Blaine.

"Put him down god damn it!" Finn yelled. Puck hesitated for a second more but then let go of Blaine. He fell to the ground choking and coughing.

"Tell me why I shouldn't kill this traitor slowly and painfully." Puck said through his teeth.

"Because," Blaine croaked as oxygen started to once again flow into his lungs. "I have no clue what the hell is going on." Puck's look of hate turned to one of confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know what's going on." Blaine said as he leaned back against the wall, still dizzy from being choked. "I went out to buy Kurt a gift and when I came back you started to strangle the life out of me. Now will you please tell me why I nearly just died?" No one answered as the room once again fell silent. Blaine waited until someone finally spoke. It was Brittany. She was sitting on the couch of the living room and she had tears streaming down her cheeks as Santana tried to comfort her.

"They took him." She said softly. "They took Kurt."

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