I realised that I had cocked up during this. I made it seem like Blaine's dad didn't know Kurt, but in chapter 9 and 10, he had already met Kurt. So, I've added something to try and make up a reason as to why he doesn't really know him that well.
It's a pretty bad save, but it needed to be done, so yeah... sorry

Chapter 3 - Only Darkness

Kurt walked down the white, bare corridor that he had walked down every day for the past week. Walking past the doors that he had become accustomed too. He knew most of the patients in this corridor by now. All the doors had the markings that lead him to Blaine. The nurses gave him sympathetic smiles as he walked past.

'I don't want your sympathy. I want my boyfriend back.' Kurt thought. He knew he couldn't say it out loud. It wasn't their fault that Blaine was here. He just wished that they could make Blaine better faster. He missed the real Blaine. The Blaine that was always full of happiness and always singing. The Blaine that was so full of life, but he knew that he was in a coma for a reason. His body wasn't ready, and it wouldn't be for a long time after he woke up.

He finally reached the room. The door was pristine, with eggshell coloured walls around it that didn't match Blaine's complexion.

"Wait a minute... why is the door closed?" Kurt said. He reached for the handle. The metal was cold in his hand, as he pushed the door open.

Mr. Anderson was sat at his sons bedside holding his hand and looking at the small boy with a sad look in his eye. The Filipino man was whispering soft words too his son. Many people were under the impression that Blaine and his father didn't have a good relationship, but the few times that he had seen them together he knew that this wasn't true. There were a few times, however, where Blaine had, had arguments with him and cried to Kurt. Just like the time he had told him about their relationship and he shouted at him for bringing it up. It wasn't that he didn't like his son being gay, he had apologised the day after and said that he had, had a bad day at work and that he never would do it again. Kurt didn't think that it was a good enough explanation, but if Blaine forgave him then he couldn't do anything. After that, Blaine had never once complained about his father or said that he had done something wrong.

Blaine and his dad were carbon copies of each other. The eyebrows, the face shape, the hair. Everything looked the same, and Blaine would probably look more like his dad in the future. The only difference was that Blaine was so energetic. Mr. Anderson looked like one of those people who would only do paperwork for the day and then go to bed.

Kurt was so deep in thought that he didn't realise that Blaine's father had turned around, "You're... Kurt right? Blaine's..." he had a slight blush crawling up his face... was he embarrassed? He swallowed, "Blaine's boyfriend."

Kurt gaped. "You- what- but you... and Blaine... he said..." Kurt took a deep breath, "Yes, yes I am."

"You... erm... you wanna sit? I've met you before, I know that, but I haven't seen you as much as Blaine's mother has. You're special too my son, and I want to thank you for staying with him, even if he's not awake."

Kurt could only nod. He walked over to the chair on the other side of Blaine's bed and took the sleeping boys hand. He rubbed his thumb over the cold skin, seeing how pale it was. It wasn't Blaine. This was a cold, broken shell of what the boy used to be...

"I'm fine Kurt, stop asking me." Blaine said the day after the incident at Kurt's house. "My head hurts a little, but I'll be fine. As long as this make-up stays on."

Blaine had insisted on Kurt putting concealer on his face to hide the bruise. Kurt didn't understand why he wanted to when he could just stay at home and rest. To be honest, Blaine looked a little worse for wear.

"I just want to make sure that you don't hurt yourself. I love you, Blaine." Kurt whispered the last bit. It made him feel ashamed that he couldn't say it as loud as he might have at Dalton. But, that's what a zero-tolerance policy get you nowadays.

"I love you too. Now if I feel bad, I promise to go to the nurse ok?"

"Fine. Have it your way. Don't come crying to me when you pass out."

"Oh I won't. I'll be passed out." Blaine smiled, "I'll see you at lunch?"

"Yeah." Kurt smiled. Even after all this time, Blaine never failed to make him feel so special. It didn't surprise him though. Everything about Blaine was just... amazing.

Blaine gave him one last longing gaze and walked away too his first class of the day.

His head was pounding. It felt like he was being hit in the head with a bulldozer... 'was that possible?' Blaine just couldn't understand. His eyesight had been blurring at random moments and right now he had to lay down. But, Blaine was persistent and to be honest, a pain in the ass when he's ill.

That was what annoyed him. He knew it shouldn't, but the only person that seemed to care was Kurt. He thought that he was part of the New Directions family now. They paid no attention to him, and Finn was constantly shooting him down. It was like he was invisible and no one would care if he died...

Kurt was at Blaine's locker, waiting for the boy so that they could go to lunch together. Of course, he was also going to use this time to try and get Blaine to go home because of his head. He didn't need to overwork himself here and then pass out. Kurt couldn't handle that. Too see Blaine, laid on the floor unconscious, death-like. It would almost be as bad as seeing his dad in the hospital after his heart attack. No one could tell whether or not he was going to pull through, and even though Blaine probably wouldn't die, it would still bring back the feelings. The worry, the pain of seeing someone you love and thinking you may never get to speak to them again.

He had been waiting for 10 minutes.

"Kurt, what're you waiting for, let's go get some lunch dude." Finn bounded up behind him.

"Don't. Call. Me. Dude. Anyway, I can't. I'm waiting for Blaine, we're going in together." Kurt said.

Finn bit his lip.

"What is it, Finn?" Kurt asked.

"Well- err... Blaine passed out," Finn started, "But he's in the nurses office right now. He's ok, Kurt."

"I told him this would happen! I told him. God I'm going to kill him!" Kurt finished dashing off in the direction of the Nurse's office.

When he entered the room, the sight that met him wasn't as bad as he thought it was. He saw Blaine through the small gap where the curtains hadn't been shut properly. Blaine was sat up on the bed wide awake, he looked scared. Like he was in trouble, which was weird when he thought about it. 'I thought he'd passed out. He looks like he's waiting for a monster to jump out from under the bed to eat him'

"Hey there, Kurt." The nurse beamed. "Haven't seen you for a while. That's a good thing."

Kurt was glad to see that the nurse was there that always patched him up when he had a run in with the jocks for the past couple of years, and she never once broke her promise to tell his dad about it. It was also a good thing because she was friends with Carole. This meant that she could have Carole help him with Blaine.

"Well, he came in a few hours ago. He was awake, but he looked exhausted the poor thing. So I let him sleep for a while. The thing I'm worried about is that bruise he has. He really needs to go to the doctor to make sure he hasn't got a concussion."

"I have tried to tell him this, but he won't listen. There's no way he's getting out of it now."

"That's good. Show him who's boss! Anyway, he woke up about 5 minutes ago, and asked for you straight away. He's worried you're mad at him. So take it easy ok?"

"He's an idiot," Kurt started, "Why on Earth would I be mad at him?"

Kurt walked behind the curtain that was pulled across to give the people in there some privacy and saw the curly-haired, dapper hobbit sat up on the bed, rocking back and forth with a look of unease. He looked absolutely fine when he thought about it. Maybe a little tired, but that was it.

"Kurt!" he shouted when he noticed the lovable intruder, "I'm so sorry. You were right and I should have listened to you. I'm sorry." Blaine pulled Kurt towards him and engulfed him in a hug.

It was at this time that Kurt noticed Blaine's bruise was once again visible. He also noticed the thin line of blue that rested at the start of his scalp. "What happened to you today?" he had to get answers somehow.

"When I left you, these jocks came out of nowhere and thought it would be a good idea to introduce the homo to the ways of McKinley," he said with a grimace, "then the make-up started to come off and now I'm the gay kid who wants to be a girl."

"Oh, Blaine..." Kurt sat down on the bed and pulled him into a hug, "It's ok. I'm here for you." he continued his quiet mantra for a while until he saw Blaine's eyes closing. "Come on, let's go to my house and you can sleep a bit more. And then you're going to the doctors. No excuses."

Kurt wondered how he was going to explain missing the rest of his classes. Because there was no way in hell he was leaving Blaine now.