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Chapter 26

"Are you scared?" Burt asked, snapping Kurt out of his thoughts. Kurt looked up from his mug of hot chocolate and frowned at his father. "Kid?"

"I'm not scared." Kurt sighed, but he wasn't sure if he was lying or not.

"I'd understand if you were, It won't make you weak if you admit it." Burt said, sitting beside him and squeezing his son's shoulder. He couldn't believe that it had been almost two months since Kurt had been at school, and two weeks since he started taking the medication. Kurt had been quiet for the first few days since taking them, he hadn't withdrawn completely but only spoke when spoken to. But after a week he had been more like himself, he said the voice hadn't gone away completely but it was quieter. Burt had been so proud of his son and had spent the past week spoiling him, buying him new clothes for school, CD's, DVD's, Kurt had told him constantly that he didn't need to do, but Burt had wanted to. He had his son back, he was going to do everything he could to spoil him and show him how loved he was.

"I'm a little scared." Kurt sighed. "I hate school."

"I know, but you only have a couple of months left." Burt said softly. "Don't you want to have senior year there? graduate?"

"I can graduate without school." Kurt said quietly, picking at his new sweater. "I just... Kids are cruel."

"I know, but you're better than them. You're a Hummel." Burt squeezed his shoulder softly, and Kurt nodded. "Us Hummels we can do what we want, no one's going to push us around." Kurt looked down sucking his lip sadly, hadn't he spent the whole of his school life being pushed around? "Not anymore." Burt smiled, as if he was reading what Kurt had been thinking.

"Kay dad." Kurt sighed, wishing he could believe everything his father was saying right now.

"I know you don't have many friends, Kurt. But i know there is one person who is looking forward to having you back." Kurt looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. "Blaine."

"I know who you are talking about." Kurt laughed. "I just didn't think he would be that excited."

"Why?" Burt frowned. Because school is a reminder of how young I am, Kurt thought to himself.

"He'll be busy teaching." Kurt shrugged and finished his hot chocolate, just as the doorbell rang.

"Well he certainly isn't busy now." Burt laughed. "I'll get the door and you can open this." He smiled and handed him a box from the cupboard under the sink. Kurt frowned and took the box, watching as his father left the room.

"Hey Burt, how is he?" Blaine asked from the door, walking in as Burt ushered him inside.

"He's nervous and scared." Burt replied honestly, knowing his son woudn't be able to hide it from Blaine. "But I guess that is to be expected."

"I guess." Blaine nodded. "School should be easier for him now, we have a new anti-bullying policy in place now." He grinned proudly.

"The one you set up?" Burt smiled, Blaine had mentioned he was trying to set one up at the school when they had first met, but nothing had been said about it since.

"Yes, the principal finally listened to me." Blaine smiled. "I just hope it helps Kurt." Blaine sighed.

"I know it will." Burt said. "Does he know?"

"Not yet. I was going to tell him today before school." Blaine smiled, fiddling with his messenger bag on his shoulder.

"Okay, he's in the kitchen." Burt smiled and walked towards the kitchen. Once he walked in he had an armful of Kurt.

"Dad. I love it. Thank you." Kurt grinned, jumping on his feet as he held his new Alexander McQueen messenger bag, it was leather and had buckled straps along the side, it was simple and perfect and Kurt couldn't believe he had it.

"Your welcome. I thought you needed a back to school bag." He said. "Now, I have to go to work. Have a good day, if you need anything just call me okay?"

"Kay." Kurt whispered, hugging his dad tightly. He felt like a kid all over again, he didn't want to say goodbye, the knot in his stomach was tightening, he held on tighter, letting the comforting touch of his dad rubbing his back up and down softly calm him down.

"It's going to be okay," Burt breathed in his ear. "We'll do something tonight, okay? We'll have dinner. I'll even eat healthy."

"You won't." Kurt said lightly against him.

"Well we can pretend that I do." Burt smiled. "Now, you need to go and give Blaine a hug and say hello, and I'll see you later." Burt pulled away slowly and watched as Kurt rushed over to Blaine who was waiting to give him a hug. Burt nodded at the two of them before walking out, his stomach aching at the thought of Kurt going to school.

"It's going to be okay." Blaine said as he sat Kurt down at the table.

"It's never okay at school." Kurt sighed, drinking his now hot chocolate.

"Well what would you say if there was a policy in place, and working that if any one does anything that's seen as bullying they are expelled straight away."

"I'd say that's great when can i apply to that school?" Kurt replied sarcastically.

"I'd say you already go there." Blaine smiled.

"There's no policy like that at McKinley." Kurt frowned.

"There has been for almost a month now." Blaine smiled watching him.

"Who...?"

"I set it up." Blaine said softly. "I've been trying to do it ever since I met you."

"Why?" Kurt whispered.

"Because I hated what the school was allowing to happen to you, and to other students like you. And I hated what my old school let happen to me." Blaine whispered.

"You were bullied?" Kurt gasped. How could someone as perfect as Blaine be bullied?

"Yes." Blaine whispered. "And there was no one to help me."

"You're amazing." Kurt smiled and moved so he could wrap his arms around him tightly. Blaine smiled, hugging him back glad that Kurt was happy about what he had done for him. "Will you join me and my dad for dinner tonight?" Kurt asked, resting his head on Blaine's shoulder.

"I..." Baine sucked his lip looking down at him. "I can't tonight."

"Oh okay." Kurt said softly.

"I have a date." Kurt looked down as those words left Blaine's mouth. A date. Blaine had a date.

"We should get to school." Kurt whispered, grabbed his new bag wishing he could go back to the moment he had opened his new gift and feel that happy feeling float between the nerves in his stomach, not feel this horrible pain and despair that was taking over him now.