I am truly so sorry that it took me so long to get this chapter up. I will try my best to update faster.

I want to thank everyone for the support this story has received. Thank you to Sarahamanda, bethanycriss, badumtiss, Diamond Cobra (I love your rambling reviews by the way! They are fun to read and you have really good ideas), klaineout, lotr14, GhostOfMe and thelegs for reviewing chapter 3.

Kurt and Blaine do meet this chapter and, well, their first meeting does not go well.

I hope this chapter came out okay.

I OWN NOTHING


Kurt shut the door to David and his room. He decided Sebastian was right, he should go out and have fun and he knew he looked hot. He had his tightest skinny jeans on and a tight fitting shirt that showed off his upper body, most noticeably his chest. He knew going out in a new city without his phone was extremely dangerous but at this moment he did not care.

'Let my dad worry about me. That is what he gets for taking away my credit cards and then followed that by the idiotic idea that I needed to get a job. I mean, come on, I am a prince, my job is to become the next king not get some part-time, minimum wage job,' Kurt thought as he headed down the hallway to the elevator. He turned the corner and saw two boys hugging. One had dark hair and the other had blond hair. Kurt listened to their conversation.

"I love you Nick," the blond one said.

"I love you too Jeff. It is just that Flint gets to me so bad sometime and I just think about what if you were with him. It physically hurts to think of a future without you," the dark haired boy, Nick apparently was his name, said.

"You don't have to worry about Flint. He means nothing. You are my boyfriend, my love, my everything," Jeff said.

Nick gave Jeff a chaste kiss.

"So are we good," Nick asked.

"We are perfect," Jeff answered.

It seemed to Kurt that they boys were having a private moment and quietly walked around them and got into the elevator. As the doors were closing he saw a boy with curly hair walking by the elevator. The boy turned his head and as the elevator doors closed Kurt found himself starring into the most beautiful hazel eyes he had ever seen.


Once Jeff and Nick took their conversation into Jeff's room instead of the hallway Blaine decided to give them some privacy. He knew David and Wes were probably busy texting or video chatting with their girlfriends so he decided to head to the South wing. He needed to talk to Thad. Now, it was down to Thad and Blaine for the final place on the Warbler council. Thad felt he deserved it because he had been a part of the Warblers since his freshman year, one year before Blaine transferred to Dalton. However, the Warblers decided to give the position to Blaine since he was the lead soloist and well-liked by everyone. Thad was less then pleased with the outcome and had ignored Blaine all summer. The two had been friends before and Blaine was going to take this opportunity to try to smooth things over before classes started. Blaine headed to the South wing passing the elevators. When he heard the elevator doors close he turned and was looking straight into the eyes he had not been able to get out of his head. Once the elevator left Blaine just stood there. Was it possible that the beautiful boy he had seen lived on the same floor? Blaine slowly smiled and turned to walk down the hallway leading to the rooms in the south wing. Blaine found Thad's room and knocked on the door. Thad opened the door and glared at Blaine. Blaine's smile dropped.

"What do you want?"

"I just wanted to talk."

"Curfew starts soon. Then they will do room checks. Just leave Blaine."

Blaine rolled his eyes.

"You know they never do room checks. Just let me in so we can talk."

Thad sighed but let Blaine in. Blaine looked around and saw that half of the room was empty.

"Where is Trent?"

Trent was also a Warbler and Thad's roommate.

"Oh, his family is still on vacation and he will not be back until tomorrow."

"Oh."

"So you wanted to talk."

Blaine sighed.

"Look Thad I know how badly you wanted to be on the council. I'm sorry that I got more votes than you but you can't hate me forever. We have to work as a team and we will not be able to do that if you despise me. I also miss you as a friend. You ignored me all summer."

Thad looked down. He felt bad for doing that, he was just so mad.

"I'm sorry Blaine. It's just that everyone knew Wes was going to be on the council. He had been planning this since the seventh grade or something. He bought his own gavel, Blaine."

Blaine laughed. Yes, even Wes could go overboard.

"And David was always the rational one. It is a good thing he was on the council. But to be honest I always thought it was going to come down to me and Nick for that last spot. I guess I was just jealous. All the Warblers dream of being on the council. It's like the top of the top."

Blaine knew this. Every Warbler wanted to be one of the three council members of their class. Thad continued.

"And I guess I am not that mad. You are amazing and ever since you came to Dalton the Warblers have seemed to work better. I guess I was just being stubborn and didn't want to admit I was wrong. But I was."

Blaine smiled at his friend.

"I'm sorry too. I guess I could have toned down my excitement when I was around you."

Thad smiled and nodded.

"You really could have."

Both boys laughed and hugged.

"So things are better between us," Blaine asked.

"Yeah," Thad said.

Blaine got a text from Jeff saying it was safe to come back and that Nick was gone. Blaine said goodbye and walked back to his room.


In the elevator a lot of thoughts were going through Kurt's head. They started with the couple he had seen in the hallway.

'I want that. I want a love with someone that can actually say they love me. A love like they, Nick and Jeff, have. Someone who would fight for me. I want someone who wants more than just a physical relationship. Someone who could not imagine a life where I was not with them. I'll never have that with Sebastian. I care about him and I really do love him. But I think it is obvious that his feelings for me do not run that deep.'

The elevator dinged signaling they had reached the lobby. Kurt stepped out and waited until the person at the information desk by the door was busy answering a question to sneak around them and out the back door. Kurt sighed, he knew he was in Westerville and on the way to Dalton he looked up on his phone the surrounding cities. He knew West Lima was too far away to walk, especially when he was not exactly sure on what direction to go. But Kurt thought that the bus station was not too far. Kurt walked a couple blocks down and after getting on the right bus was headed to West Lima. On the bus Kurt continued to think.

'And that boy who was walking by the elevator was so hot. I would definitely want to get to know him better. I wonder if David knows who he is. He had the most gorgeous eyes I have ever seen. He is a bit short but I can overlook that. I would do anything to get him in bed," Kurt thought.

Kurt looked out the window as the bus pulled up to the bar. Kurt smirked and got off the bus. He showed his fake I.D. at the door and had no problem getting in. Kurt was less than impressed, it was nothing like what he was used to but it was better than being bored.

'I am going to have fun,' Kurt told himself.


To say Kurt was a hit would be an understatement. Tons of guys were buying him drinks and wanting to dance. He accepted all the alcohol but turned down the dancing. However, when one attractive guy asked for a dance Kurt decided to give it a go. Kurt had his hands around the guy's neck and the guy, Mike, had his arms on Kurt's hips. After a while the dancing turned into grinding. Kurt moaned when he felt the guy start to kiss his neck.

"That feels good,' Kurt said.

Mike just hummed and continued with the task at hand. However, when Kurt looked over Mike's shoulder and saw a couple more hot guys. After he got bored with Mike he simply pushed him aside and strutted over to the two hot guys he had previously been having eye-sex with.

"Hey Sexy," one of the guys said, "I'm Brandon and this is Tyler and we have most definitely noticed you over there."

Kurt smirked.

"Well I noticed you noticing me, well my ass at least."

"Well, he is a feisty one," Tyler said.

"So is that guy your boyfriend," Brandon asked.

Kurt laughed.

"Oh no. I am just looking for some fun. It's Kurt by the way."

Tyler and Brandon both smiled and looked at each other and then Kurt. Kurt was having drinks with the hot boys and the next thing Kurt knew he was in the middle of the two guys on the dance floor, even though more grinding was going on than dancing. His shirt had somehow been removed a while ago. Kurt was having a great time until his vision got blurry and his head started to ache. Kurt knew it was too early for a hangover. The two guys stopped planting hickies all over Kurt's body and grinned at each other. They knew he was underage the minute he walked in.

"What's wrong Kurt," Tyler asked innocently, "You don't look so good."

"Yeah," Brandon agreed, "Why don't we get out of here? We have a place close by. You could rest there."

Even in Kurt's state he was not stupid, he knew something was not right.

"Umm, no thanks. I think I am just going to leave."

Kurt stumbled the way out of the club as Brandon and Tyler followed.


David was annoyed. How was he supposed to concentrate when Kurt's phone would not stop going off. He finally got so irritated that the next time it rang he picked up not looking at the caller I.D.

"WHAT," he yelled in the phone.

"This is not Kurt."

"No, it is his extremely annoyed and agitated roommate."

"Oh, well umm, where is Kurt," the voice on the other end said.

"Oh he decided to break curfew on the first night. He went to some gay bar, Scandal's, in West Lima."

"What?"

"Yeah, I mean I might have told him about the bar but I never thought he would go."

David waited for a response but the line was dead. About a block away Sean ran out the door of his apartment and got in his car. He broke about every driving law but he didn't care. He needed to find Kurt.

'I am dead. When Burt finds out about this he is going to hunt me down,' Sean thought.

He used his GPS to locate Scandal's he just hoped he could get there before something bad happened.


Kurt was stumbling through the parking lot trying to get down the road and back to the bus stop when he heard steps behind him. He turned and saw Brandon and Tyler.

"We could give you a ride," Brandon said, "We brought our own car so we could get you there faster."

Kurt just shook his head no. His vision becoming more blurred and he was growing more tired.

"I-I-I take the b-u-s-s-s," Kurt slurred.

Tyler went and grabbed his arm.

"No really Kurt it would be no problem," Tyler said with a little more force.

Kurt wanted to yank his arm away and run but he didn't have the strength to fight back. Then he thought he saw two headlights headed into the parking lot. Kurt blacked out but thought he heard arguing.

'Sean,' was the last thing Kurt thought before falling unconscious.


"Kurt, Kurt, KURT."

Someone was yelling. That is all Kurt could tell when he opened his eyes. He was in Sean's car in the parking lot of his apartment complex.

"Oh, Kurt thank god," Sean said, "Are you still drunk?"

"I don't think so," Kurt said when he got out of the car. Well Kurt took one step before losing balance and falling over.

'Yes, yes you are,' Sean thought as he helped Kurt into his apartment. There was no way he could take Kurt back to Dalton in his condition.

"Where are we going," Kurt asked when they were in the elevator when his face light up, "I was in an elevator earlier and saw a really-really-really cute boy. Is that where you are taking me, to find the cute boy?"

"Well that's great Kurt but no we are going to my room."

"Why?"

"Because."

"Because why?"

Sean was getting irritated. Kurt was a very annoying drunk.

"So I could put you in bed."

Kurt chuckled.

"That's what all the boys want to do."

Sean rolled his eyes as he helped Kurt into his apartment. He opened the door and partially carried Kurt into the bedroom.

"Okay Kurt look at me."

Kurt looked at Sean with a blank emotion as he looked Kurt over.

'How do you get yourself into these messes Kurt? The first night here not only do you go get drunk but drugged too. Well I guess it is not his fault he got drugged. I just wish he would be more careful,' Sean thought. Burt was right, you do need a wake-up call,' Sean thought.

"Okay Kurt, now lie down and please just go to sleep," Sean said as he turned around to get a couple pillows for the couch since that was where he was going to be sleeping. When he turned around Kurt was already passed out. Sean sighed as turned out the light and headed out of the room and to the couch. As Sean drifted off to sleep he thought about how Kurt had not always acted this way. He was worried about Kurt and the self-destructive path he was going down.


Sean didn't really know when Kurt got so bad. Sean was about ten years older than Kurt. He remembered Kurt as a kid. His dad had worked for the Hummel's and when Sean became a teenager he started to as well. It wasn't really like a servant. He still went to school and had friends and lived outside of the palace. The Hummel's were kind nice people. There was Burt and his wife Elizabeth. When Elizabeth announced she was pregnant with a boy the entire country grew excited for the next heir to the throne. It was a national headline when Kurt was born. He was your typical kid. However, by the time Kurt was three, everyone knew something was different. Sean could remember one time when he had to work late. He was walking by the royal bedroom when he heard Burt and Elizabeth talking. The sentence he remembered the best was the one where Elizabeth told her husband that just because Kurt was gay did not mean he would make a bad king.

When Kurt got a little older he was excited about the idea of being king. He said he wanted to take care of the people like his daddy does. He was smart for a five-year old. After watching The Lion King the ongoing joke was for Sean to call Kurt, "Simba" since he saw resemblances between the two. Yes, you could say he had a fairy tale life. However, when Kurt turned eight disaster struck.

Elizabeth had grown ill. The doctors recognized it to be cancer. They tried every technique they knew to help cure her, but the disease was too much. Sean, his parents, Elizabeth's parents, Burt's parents, Burt and Kurt were by Elizabeth's bedside when she passed away. The doctors had said there was nothing else they could do. As weak as she was she motioned for Kurt to come to her. Burt helped Kurt sit by his mom. She couldn't really talk but Kurt understood what she told him.

"Don't let anyone bring you down. Never be afraid or ashamed to be yourself. And always remember that I love you and am so proud of you Kurt."

"I love you too Mommy," Kurt said as he hugged her and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

When most of the people had fallen asleep Elizabeth looked around the room and smiled feeling extremely loved, she pressed a kiss to Kurt's forehead and she closed her eyes, while holding hands with her husband. Elizabeth Hummel peacefully died that night knowing her son would be taken care of.

When the news of Elizabeth's death broke the entire country was in mourning. Elizabeth was beloved by everyone. Almost the entire country turned out for her visitation and funeral. This is when cameras started to appear around the palace more frequently. The palace which had been such a warm and inviting place had turned somewhat cold. Burt and Kurt struggled with her death. Kurt would have a nightmare and be screaming for his mom or he would ask when his mom was coming home. Over the years things improved. Both Burt and Kurt missed Elizabeth very much but were able to start to move on. Burt had to still be king.

Kurt and Sean had become good friends ever since that night. He was always a shoulder to cry on when Kurt needed it. And things seemed to get better over the years. Kurt would smile more and more and start to laugh. There still some bad days but the good days start to outnumber them. It was when Kurt was fifteen did things change again.


Sean was woken up by a loud crash. He looked and the clock on the table said 8:30. He hurried to his bedroom and saw Kurt was up.

"Well good morning."

Kurt covered his ears.

"Please, please, please," Kurt begged, "Do not talk so loud."

"Okay Kurt come downstairs we have to talk."

Kurt groaned.

"Now, but I am so hungover. Can't we do it later?"

"No."

Kurt followed Sean into the living area. Kurt could tell Sean was pissed.

"Kurt, do you have any idea how stupid you acted last night. You went out in a new city, without your phone, to a bar. This is not Denmark, no one knows who you are. This is exactly the reason your Dad sent you here. You are completely out of control. You are so lucky your roommate picked up your phone and told me where you were."

"David answered my phone?"

"Yes Kurt and he sounded irritated so I bet Burt had been calling you."

"You told my Dad," Kurt yelled.

"No Kurt, do you think I want your dad to come here and fire or strangle me. You really messed up."

"I was having fun," Kurt said.

Sean glared at Kurt.

"You were not having fun Kurt, you were drugged. Who knows what those men were going to try to do to you."

Kurt looked down. He didn't remember what happened. He remembered starting to feel weird and leave but nothing after that.

"They ran away and I couldn't catch them so you are not allowed to go there again. You could get hurt."

Kurt sighed.

"Can you just take me back to Dalton?"

Sean nodded and he drove Kurt back. Kurt got out of the car and headed back up to the third floor.


Kurt entered his room to find it empty. It was Sunday and Kurt figured Dave was out having fun before classes started again. Kurt sighed and looked at his phone. Over twenty calls from his dad. Kurt just grabbed his things and headed to the bathroom, Kurt reeked of alcohol and sweat—he needed a shower. He grabbed his things and headed to the bathroom. After his shower he wrapped his towel around his waist and headed back to his room. But he stopped when he saw his reflection in the mirrors in the bathroom. There were hickies all over his body. They started on his neck and trailed down his entire chest. For the first time Kurt didn't even recognize himself. He felt dirty and exposed. Last night had been a wake-up call—things did have to change. But that didn't mean the Kurt could not still have fun. Kurt smirked a cocky smile in the mirror and walked out the bathroom.

Blaine was heading to work when he saw Kurt walking out of the bathroom. He could not believe it. He did live on this floor. But as Blaine watched Kurt walk down to his room his eyes moved south, seeing all the hickies on his body. There were almost too many to count. There were a couple on his neck and more on his upper chest. There was even hickies on his hips. Blaine couldn't believe it. He shook his head and headed to work. Blaine worked at the coffee house by Dalton. 'Today is going to be a long day,' Blaine thought.


After Kurt got dressed and hid most of his hickies he grabbed his phone and walked out the door. He used the GPS on his phone to find a place to grab coffee. He noticed there was one place close to Dalton. When Kurt entered the coffee house he saw that really cute curly haired boy working behind the counter. But this time his hair was gelled back. Kurt grinned and walked up to the counter.

"Hey Sexy," he said.

Blaine turned around and looked right at Kurt.

"U-u-mm hi, can I help you?"

"I would like an non-fat Mocha."

Blaine rang up the order.

"That will be $3.25."

Kurt reached into his pocked but realized he did not grab his wallet. Kurt smiled at Blaine and looked around to find the place practically empty.

"Look cutie, I may not have money on me but I hear that I have some talents that might interest you."

Blaine's jaw dropped.

"Umm, no money, no coffee," Blaine told Kurt.

Kurt cocked his head to the side. No one turned him down.

"What?"

"I said you have to pay with money."

Kurt was getting annoyed.

"Look I saw you checking me out after I took my shower."

Blaine frowned.

"Well, I think breaking curfew to go hook up with random guys is stupid."

"So now you are insulting the customer," Kurt said.

"Don't act like a-"

"Like a what? A slut? Is that what you think of me?"

"Well you do have more than an acceptable amount of hickies."

"Oh so you are Mr. Know-it-all who is going to tell me that drinking is bad and blah-blah-blah," Kurt said mimicking Blaine.

"Well I just don't believe that someone should just throw themselves around like trash."

That one hurt. Kurt had been called a lot of things in the media but he had never been referred to as trash. Kurt looked down at the boy's name tag.

"Well, Blaine, you do not know me so screw you."

Kurt turned and stomped out the door. Blaine just watched. He had no idea what just came over him.

'Yes you do,' a voice in his head said, 'You saw all those hickies and were jealous because you wish you were the one giving them to him.'

Blaine sighed because it was true. He was completely jealous.


Kurt was relieved when his dorm room was still empty. He did something he had not done in years. He curled up on his bed and cried.

'Why,' Kurt thought, 'Why does what he says affect me so much. I don't even know him. What is it about this boy?'

Kurt was shaken from his thoughts when his phone went off. Without looking at the caller I.D. he picked up.

"WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN UP TO AND WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?"

Kurt groaned. This was the last thing he needed right now because Burt was pissed and nothing good comes from that.


Well there is chapter 4. I had to use this chapter to set up some things to come so next chapter should be a better chapter =) Next chapter will include a Kurt and Burt argument, some more Jeff/Nick with Flint, and the start of classes, so please stay tune.