A/N:

You guys are really fast! Thanks for the support. Don't worry I won't quit writing this story and my updates will be daily.

Disclaimer: Don't own Glee or any of its characters...never will :(

"OH MY GOD! BLAINE!" Kurt screamed across the field, it was the mile run today and Blaine threw his water bottle at Kurt.

"What? Hahaha. Do I have to recall a cherry slushi three years ago?" Blaine said loudly and ran past Kurt.

Kurt was now eleven and Blaine was now ten, they are in the 5th grade. Today was one of those day's that Kurt dreaded and Blaine loved, P.E. day. Blaine was more of the athletic guy and had loved boxing and lifting weights. On the track team even. Kurt was more, let's say, soft? He didn't like sports to much but he did like things like wall ball, the monkey bars, and of course gossip.

Blaine was of course acting like any ten year old boy, the joker!

"I will seriously kill that boy." Kurt said to Mercedes.

"He's just being a prankster," Mercedes laughed, "Boy ain't mean no harm!"

"Yeah, I know... just annoying." Kurt giggled at that.

"Hey dude! Wait up." Blaine yelled to the other side of the track to Finn.

"Oh, hey man. I was just about to talk to you." Finn said.

"About?" Blaine questioned.

"Erm, this girl told me to ask you out." Finn said uncomfortably.

"Okay, who?" Blaine asked not really interested.

"Rachel." Finn said in disappointment, of course Rachel wanted Blaine and not him.

"No, sorry. I don't date my friends crushes." Blaine winked at Finn.

"How did you- thanks dude." Finn said gratefully.

He was only partly lying, he really just didn't want to date anyone. He wasn't attracted to anyone since that time with Brittany in the 1st grade.

After P.E. Blaine and Kurt met together again.

"Hey, your not actually mad at me for the water. Right?" Blaine asked concerned.

"No, but I will have to get you back." Kurt said.

"Fair enough." Blaine said.

"You coming over today?" Kurt asked knowing the answer.

"Do I ever not?" He rhetorically questioned back.

"Point made." Kurt said.

"Okay, see you after class." Blaine skipped off dancing a little.

Kurt snorted. Typical Blaine, happy about everything including Mrs. Johnson. The meanest teacher a 5th grader could get. Kurt was in a different class with Mr. Sanders.

Kurt sat in class bored out of his mind. They were talking about fractions or something. When he felt something hit the back of his head like a pellet. Followed by two more.

He gripped the back of his head. Spit balls. Ewwwwwww he thought. He turned around see Karofsky and Andrew spitting them out of a straw onto him.

"Stop it!" Kurt yelled to loudly and the teacher heard him.

"Kurt come up here." Mr. Sanders said.

Kurt walked up with a blush on his face of embarrassment.

"Care to share to the class what you were talking about?"

The two bullies gave him the death stare as if to say, "do it, I will end you."

"Um, nothing, just swatting at a fly." Kurt replied lamely.

"Okay, why don't you sit back down and try to stay quiet." Mr. Sanders said.

Kurt was so embarrassed he wanted to cry. Not in front of the bullies though. No, that would give them the satisfaction they want.

Kurt got on the bus looking for Blaine, he needed someone to talk to. Not there. Okay, that's strange. When he got home he tried to call Blaine. No answer.

"Okay, I'll just study by myself." Kurt mutturred

Blaine sat in class drawing pictures instead of writing the paper on the French Revolution he was supposed to be doing. It was so silent, the intercom blared and frightened them all.

"Can we have Blaine Anderson to the office for dissmissal?" The intercom stated more then asked.

"Of course." Mrs. Johnson replied.

"Thank you." The intercom blared.

"That's weird," Blaine thought to himself.

Blaine grabbed all his stuff and headed to the office where a very angry dad was awaiting.

"Hey dad, what are you do-" He's cut off.

"Were going home." Paul said so harshly it was scary.

Uh oh, this was one of those days Paul didn't take his medicine.

Blaine gave a silent nod, he was confused on to why his dad was here. But he just went anyways.

After the awkward car ride, Paul grabbed Blaine's arm so hard it actually started hurting.

"What is the one thing I tell you to do every morning!?" His father yelled.

"Um, I don't know." Blaine replied with fear.

"Lets go and see!" He snapped.

They walked inside to see vases smashed on the ground lots of things taken. The tv and computer were missing, along with his dad's work laptop and Blaine's guitar.

Blaine felt like crying.

"I- I, forgot- to-to, lock th- the door." He stuttered guiltily.

"Yeah! That's right! And now look! It's all gone!" His father was screaming now. He was not mad, he was in rage.

"I-I'm sorry." He replied weakly.

"I should make you pay for it! Geez your so stupid!" His father said rudely.

"I made a mistake! I'm not stupid! You need to take your pills!" Blaine snapped back.

"How dare you tell ME what I need to take, you little brat!" He said and then there was a loud snapping sound. He found his hand colliding on Blaine's face.

Blaine was stunned, his father hit him. And not just the occasional spank, but really hit him. He held on to his reddening cheek. It would surely bruise.

"I'm so sorry son I- I didn't mean to." Paul was about as stunned as Blaine was that he did that.

"No, just, leave me alone." He ran to his room and locked the door.

He sat and cried. He loved his dad, but lately he was being kind of mean. Mom said it was because of the pills, but Blaine knew it was something else as well.

He heard yelling from downstairs. He went to the staircase and listened.

"You did WHAT?" Alyssa questioned angrily.

"I didn't mean to Alyssa, he was just being so snappy. And look at this house!" Paul replied defensively.

"I don't give a damn! Paul, how could you?" Alyssa questioned.

She saw Blaine going down the stairs.

"Oh, honey, come here!" She said with worry.

Blaine came down the stairs and imediently his mom grabbed his cheek. Sure enough, there was a red bruise there.

"Oh my gosh. Blaine I'm sorry." Said Paul, "I won't ever do it again!"

"Yeah, okay " Blaine replied weakly.

"Darling, you can't tell anyone dad did this, okay?" Alyssa said.

"Okay." Blaine agreed.

He didn't want to be taken away from his parents and it was only a little slap.

"That includes Kurt." She that was going to be harder.

"I'm gonna go to Kurt's." Blaine said.

He needed to get away. He packed a bag for the night and morning and headed off.

It was about ten a clock at night, so he climbed up the window. The house was two stories and the past summer they built a latter to get to the tree branch. An unfinished tree house. But it was useful.

He climbed up the tree and quietly opened Kurts window. Always unlocked.

Kurt was reading some sort of fashion magazine. He looked up and saw Blaine.

"Hey Blaine. You know it's kind of rude to tell someone your coming but then show up at- woah what happened to your face?" He asked switching the light on.

"Fell down the stairs." He replied stupidly. Really, fell down the stairs? Mental face Palm.

"Yeah, okay." Kurt said unconvinced, "So why are you here?"

"I needed to get away. My house got robbed, so.." Blaine started.

"What!? Are you okay? What did they take?" Kurt asked worried.

"The tv, some computers, and my guitar." Blaine said sadly. He was so caught up in the whole slap thing that he didn't even remember the robbery.

"Oh, that sucks." Kurt said sincerely.

"In just gonna stay here the night, so im gonna change." Blaine said and went to the bathroom.

Minutes later he emerged with red boxers and a black t-shirt on. Kurt looked up and noticed how muscular he was. Wow.

Dear God, no! Kurt thought to himself, keep it in. You see, Kurt has known he was different since 2nd grade. He thinks he's attracted to boys. He figured this out when Finn Hudson had gave him a hug once and he felt magical. But Kurt swear he was just imagining it. He didn't know how people would react to that. Especially Blaine.

"What are you staring at?" Blaine asked checking if there was something on him.

Damnit, Kurt thought. "Oh nothing!" He quickly snapped out of it.

That was the first time he felt more then friendship for Blaine and even if it was just two seconds he was nervous that Blaine might of noticed.

Blaine pulled out the sliding bed underneath Kurt's bed (Burt installed after countless times of Blaine spending the night) and laid down there. He stared ceiling, thinking.

"What if my house had been robbed with me in it?" Blaine asked.

Kurt knew this game, they loved playing this as children. "I don't know, please don't make me think about that."

"Just curious." Blaine said blankly.

"What if I had three eyes?" Kurt asked.

"You would still be my best friend." Blaine said.

"Sweet." Kurt giggled.

"What if... I was a girl?" Blaine asked.

"Um, I don't know." Kurt replied.

"Aww, you wouldn't want a piece of this?" He said flexing his muscles.

"Um, no. If you were all muscular and weird as a girl I would probably stay away from you." Kurt said jokingly, but still had a blush on his face at the idea of dating Blaine.

"What if, my name was Godzilla?" Kurt questioned.

"I would still love ya!" Blaine replied happily. He turned on the bed so he was facing Kurt.

"What if...I was rich!" Blaine said.

"I'm pretty sure you wouldn't live here." Kurt answered.

"Last one!" Kurt said. "What if...hmm I liked boys." He regretted the words as soon as they came out his mouth.

He didn't mean to say it! He just felt so comfortable around Blaine.

"Um." Blaine said weirdly.

"I'm just kidding! Geez, take joke!" Kurt saved himself.

"Ok, but I was going to say it wouldn't matter." Blaine replied honestly.

They sat in an awkward silence for a little bit. I mean how would it not be awkward? Kurt damn near almost came out. And Blaine was just suprised by the question.

After about 20 minutes past, Blaine broke the silence.

"Do you like boys? I saw the way you used to look at Finn." Blaine asked out of pure curiosity.

"Of course not! Why would you even ask that!" Kurt yelled rather loudly.

"Okay, okay, just asking. But you got to know you would always be Kurt to me no matter what." Blaine said.

Kurt had no answer. He wasn't sure about his life. He decided to just change the subject.

"So, did you hear about Rachel and Finn?"

They gossiped like this the rest of the night and soon fell asleep.

The next day was Wednesday so Blaine and Kurt headed off to the bus together.

The bus pulled up and Kurt got on first followed by Blaine. On their way in, David Karofsky stuck his foot out in the aisle causing Kurt to fall flat on his face. Blaine quickly helped him up and gently pushed him in a seat.

"What the hell Karofsky!?", Blaine was about punch him in the face when Kurt yanked him into the seat.

"He's not worth the fight. And I don't need you to stand up for me, I'm perfectly capable of doing that myself!" Kurt said with some hurt in his voice.

"Kurt, people can't just push you around like that! I won't let it happen. Your my best friend." Blaine said sadly.

"I know. Let's talk about something else." Kurt suggested

"Okay." Blaine replied.

"Why'd your dad hit you." Kurt whispered in Blaine's ear.

A/N:

Ooh! Kurt knows! So how do you guys like it so far? Should I continue to post short daily chapters, maybe more then once a day or post one long one every week? I hope y'all are enjoying the story!