Catalyst
Chapter 2
By Dani J.
Summary: Kurt and Blaine have decided to just be friends, the dapper boy realizing he really missed Dalton Academy so he's gone back. No Klaine-bashing is intended, it just wouldn't have worked for this fic. However, Kurt has an admirer in a new kid… and Puck isn't happy at all but doesn't seem willing to step up.
A/N: Thank you to those of you who read, reviewed, favorited and followed my little story. It's such a good feeling to get this wonderful response.
Disclaimer: I own nothing whatsoever. Blame RM and company for this unfairly attractive and addictive group of characters. Well, except for my cute, original character, Kristopher.
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Last chapter: Mercedes, who had noticed Kurt's distraction, looked around too and suddenly a huge smile overtook her face. She leaned slightly to her left to nudge Kurt and stage-whispered, "Uh-oh, I think you have an admirer, Mr. Hummel!"
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Kurt flushed as his eyes collided with those of the new kid, Kristopher and he whipped back around, ducking his head and focusing on his salad. He wished Mercedes' voice had been a little quieter because suddenly everyone within earshot looked up. Despite his love of performing, Kurt hated being the center of attention, especially if it led to teasing, as he was sure would happen now.
Finn frowned in that constipated baby way he had at Mercedes before looking around the room and then blurted, "What admirer, who?"
Tina and Brittany giggled in stereo and Santana, her dark eyes gleaming maliciously, announced: "Oooh, that tall drink of mocha over there can't seem to take his eyes off of Porcelain, here. Nice going, Lady-Lips!"
Kurt felt his cheeks heat up more and when he looked up, it was straight into Puck's eyes. The muscular jock looked surprisingly serious in the midst of all the chuckling and teasing comments and Kurt felt his heart rate speed up as their eyes locked.
Puck then looked away, across Kurt's shoulder, to stare at the object of the club's mischievous attention. A slight sneer lifted the corner of his full lips and he looked back at Kurt, raising one eyebrow sardonically.
"Hey, Hummel, maybe you should go for it, huh? Would be a change from dating the hobbit." Puck's tone of voice sounded playful but Kurt couldn't understand the slightly angry gleam in the other boy's brown/hazel eyes.
He swallowed his bite of salad, took a sip of his bottled water and then sneered back, "You people need to get a life and take your mouth out of mine…" He pointedly ignored Puck's narrowed gaze to say to Mercedes, "Feel like a quick trip to the mall? There'll be coffee later."
Kurt didn't need to sweeten the deal because his girl would pick that up as code for 'come over later'. His fellow glee clubbers were just too interested in his life ever since he'd called it off with Blaine. He frowned as he noticed he hadn't thought about Blaine once since seeing Kristopher that morning.
Mercedes, who had thrown a little wave to the new kid, turned back to Kurt and sobered slightly. Still, she nodded enthusiastically, adding, "Oooh, yes, there's this fedora I've set my sights on," and the conversation at the table returned to its former and customary inanities.
Kristopher had noticed that the pale boy had turned and noticed him staring but he simply smiled when the dark girl turned around as well. He nodded as she waved to him and he determined that he would join their table the next day. The group was mixed in a number of noticeable ways and he felt as if he might just fit in. The bonus was getting to know that pretty boy who seemed a little shy and as he finished his lunch, he realized he was looking forward to the next day.
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Kurt waited for Mercedes as the final bell rang, everyone gathering their things and heading to their lockers. He had gotten a number of compliments on his outfit the whole day, even Quinn had commented on how fit he looked in it. People tended to notice his slenderness and delicate coloring but of late, more people had commented on how he seemed to have gained some muscle, too.
He leaned against the lockers and listened to Mercedes going on about her father's expectations and her dream plans of storming the music world. He had one boot-clad foot raised against the metal of the locker and his eyes roamed around the hallway, vaguely registering the other kids milling about.
Mercedes would be coming over after she stopped off at home and he wanted to get home to change out of these clothes. She would be helping him plan his next day's fashion because, now that there was a new boy who might be interested, he wanted to make sure he looked his absolute best. As he listened to Mercedes, occasionally dropping in an "uh huh" here and there, he glanced up and his eyes locked on the boy he'd just been thinking about.
Kristopher had caught sight of the two friends, one short and dark and the other tall and pale, and grinned to himself. He wasn't going to wait for the next day; he was going to pluck up his considerable courage and talk to the boy, at least, find out his name, if nothing else.
Kurt gulped and straightened up, his eyes widening and he stuttered, "Ugh, 'Cedes, uhm…" but that was all he got out before Kristopher was standing less than three feet away.
Kris grinned as he heard the other boy's stutter and he lifted his chin in a silent greeting to the girl. However, staring deeply into the boy's wide, beautiful blue-green eyes, he said softly, "Hey, I'm Kris."
Kurt licked his lips, thankful that they still had a trace of lip balm and smiled faintly, nodding at the gorgeous boy before him. "Hi, I'm Kurt… with a 'K'." His cheeks warmed and he bit his lip before relaxing as Kris chuckled.
Mercedes looked between the two boys, rolled her eyes and then waved briefly at Kris. "Hi, Kris, we met earlier – Mercedes?"
Kris tore his eyes away from the blushing boy before him, feeling himself struggling to be polite to the girl. It wasn't her fault that Kurt was just too stunning but he nodded at her with a smile. "Yeah, thanks again for saving me this morning. I was on time for Spanish and the teacher seemed a pretty cool guy."
Kurt's captivating eyes widened slightly and his pretty pink lips curved in a smile as he said, "Oh, Mr. Schue, yeah, he's really cool… and the faculty advisor for our Glee club." He crossed his fingers and hoped Kris would ask about the club. He wasn't disappointed.
Kris stared down into Kurt's eyes, subconsciously dismissing Mercedes as he thrilled to the sound of Kurt's unusual voice. "Uhm, Glee club? I don't know what that is…" and he trailed off, hoping that Kurt would take the bait and enlighten him.
Kurt chuckled softly and his lashes fluttered coyly as he took in the interested gleam in Kris's pale green eyes. Contrasting beautifully with the boy's lightly tanned skin, they were stunning, with a darker ring around the iris. The whites were really white and, along with the sexy smile, it all added up to a pretty stunning package. It didn't hurt, either, that Kris was slightly taller, causing Kurt to have to look up at him.
Mercedes sighed but suppressed a grin as she watched the two boys before her. She almost felt a touch of envy, wondering why this fabulous specimen couldn't have been attracted to her, instead. She shook off the feeling because she did feel, deep down, that Kurt deserved a bit of romance in his life. Now, however, as she listened to Kurt explain all about the Glee club, she grasped his elbow to draw his attention back to her.
Kurt flushed a bit and then glanced at his best friend before telling Kris, "I've got to go; I have an evening to spend with my best girl," and he grinned as Kris raised his eyebrows. It gave him a slight look of Puck and Kurt felt an inexplicable twinge somewhere at that thought. Come to think of it, Kris's coloring was actually pretty close to Puck's. Their body types were completely different, what with Puck being the same height as Kurt but undeniably more muscular. Kris looked as if he would do well on a basketball court, whereas Puck definitely belonged on the football field.
Kris took one step closer to Kurt, noticing the other boy's sudden hitching breath and said now, "Do you think I could sit with you guys tomorrow? I could find out more about the Glee club then – see if I want to join, you know?"
Kurt's eyes widened and Kris's cock gave a slight twitch as the other boy's mouth rounded in a luscious 'oh' of pleased surprise.
"Yes! Uhm…" Kurt chuckled at how eager he sounded but continued in a more subdued manner. "Yeah, of course, I don't think the others would mind; do you, Mercedes?"
Mercedes smirked at them and then shook her head. "I don't think most of them would mind, no."
Kurt frowned at her quizzically before asking, "Most of them? Who would mind?"
Mercedes returned his frown with a slight narrowing of her eyes before turning to explain to Kris. "Hey, don't take it personally, but sometimes, some of the guys can be a little territorial."
Kris cocked his head to one side, curious now at that explanation. "Why would they be territorial with me there?"
Mercedes chuckled and a mischievous gleam appeared in her eyes. "Really, Kris; a gorgeous new guy like you suddenly turning up? A couple of the guys are bound to feel a tad threatened; there are a few couples in our group, y'know."
Kris straightened as he got the picture but he shook his head, his eyes sliding back to a silent Kurt. A gleam appeared in his eyes as he said, "Hey, that's cool then," and when the other two looked at him curiously, he let a slightly predatory gleam appear in his eyes. "I'm not interested in any of them…"
Kurt felt his breath catch as Kris's eyes bored into his and then he swallowed hard, his eyes dropping to examine the toe of his pointy boots. No one had ever spoken to him like that in his life, despite the many declarations of 'love' from Blaine.
It had always irked him that it always seemed that he was the one chasing after guys. Now, with this fascinating boy making no bones about the fact that he was interested in him, Kurt felt tongue-tied and a little uncomfortable. He was saved from coming up with a response when Mercedes laughed out loud and grabbed his elbow again, pulling him away from Kris and towards the front of the school building.
"Oh, I'm going to love having you around, new kid!" She laughed again as she towed Kurt behind her. "See you tomorrow!"
Kurt grabbed the strap of his messenger bag that was in danger of slipping off and threw a soft, smiling glance back at Kris. The other boy was standing there watching them leave, a small smile on his face. He lifted his hand in a wave back at Kurt and then he winked at him.
As Kurt almost missed his footing, Kris chuckled and shook his head.
Oh, yeah, tomorrow was going to be great; any day that got him closer to the sweet, fair-skinned boy hurrying after his best girl was a good day.
Whistling to himself, Kris followed slowly but turned towards a smaller area of the parking lot as he got outside. He pulled a key from his pocket, grabbed his helmet and then climbed astride the vintage Yamaha RD350LC his dad had bought for him.
As the gorgeous piece of machinery roared to life between his legs, his chuckles mingled with the throaty sound of his bike. He tightened his tinted helmet into place and then he and 'Elsie' roared out of the McKinley High parking lot.
As he passed through the school's gates, Kris thought of something else he wanted between his legs. Who knows, maybe shy, sweet Kurt with the beautiful blue eyes would let him take him for a ride one day soon.
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TBC
A/N 2: Please, review and let me know what you think and how far Kurt should go with the new guy before Puck tries to claim him.
