AN: Thanks for all the support with the favorites and follows, would love some reviews,but I'm just happy to know people are enjoying the first chapter.

Chapter Two:

Him

Thank Gaga that first period was French class!

Kurt had always tried to play by the rules, to do what was a rule that didn't limit his personal freedom, but he couldn't think of a way of enjoying high school without any friends and without any Blaine. So he had come here, Carmel High School, in an attempt to meet Blaine.

The reason for meeting Blaine though….hadn't really occurred to him yet.

If his morning with Burt was any indication, Blaine didn't know of his existence yet. Blaine was just a teenage kid who was going on with his pre-Hummel life. He was probably trying to enjoy life, learning musical instruments, exercising, reading comic books, singing and…

THUD!

KRRRCCHHKK!

"You're dead you little pussy!" a student yelled out as Kurt instinctively took a couple steps backwards. "You act like you're a hot shot because your family is fricken wealthy, but you act like a turd ball and you look like puke."

Kurt rolled his eyes, such originality. He didn't know whether to get involved or not, he stood up for bullying at McKinley, but maybe McKinley was different, maybe this fight didn't directly concern him just because he was witness to it.

"Are you gonna piss yourself Anderson!?" another student mocked as there was a loud Crash, "Are you gonna go wee wee in your big boy pants again?"

Kurt formed a fist…then released it.

He formed it again…and release

"You're idiots," he said as he started to approach them, not really prioritizing his personal safety as he saw that Blaine, god why was he so cute and attractive, had developed a new bruise and was bleeding. "Do you think violence is the answer, I would think that you have other ways of dealing with this…"

"Get out of the way runt!" the second bully said as he set his gaze on Kurt, the first turning to Blaine again and grabbing him by the collar until he started to choke him.

"Money Anderson!" he threatened as Blaine reached in his pocket.

"Oh, how original," Kurt commented sarcastically, "It's a shame that you're not in a convenience store right now as that is where you'll be after high school." He gave a smug smile before pointing to the two of them, "And the way that you're so close to one another makes it seem like you're hiding something, or maybe you just want to sniff each other's asses like the dogs you are."

Okay, over the line. Over the damn line.

It was just, seeing them attack the man…no boy he loved was causing his claws to come out.

As the bullies both turned their attention to Kurt, the brunette took a breath in…trying to come to the realization that his body was going to be in pain.

A cough was heard behind him.

"Stephen White and Marcus Martinez, I think you should stop what you're doing right now before I throw both of you off of my football team." Kurt looked back to see a sturdily built coach, he started to advance towards Blaine, "You, get to the nurse and next time, try not to start any drama."

Kurt looked back shocked. He reached out to give Blaine help up.

"I'm sorry I couldn't help more," Kurt apologized as he started to gather Blaine's belongings from the ground. He pulled a chemistry book from the mud as he saw Blaine holding his bag close to him and trying not to cry. He looked down shyly.

"Th-Tha-an-nks" he stuttered. He shifted around nervously. "F-f-for hel-el-ping me a-and st-st-stuff."

Blaine had never stuttered around him before.

"No problem, they're the ones in the wrong," Kurt said as he handed Blaine the rest of his things. "Do you want me to walk with you over to the nurse?"

Blaine hung his head before shaking it very quickly, his eyes closed.

"It ha-ha-happ-p-p-pens…they kn-n-now me now-ow, I'll b-b-be ok-kay on my ow-own. I'm ju-just very g-g-glad that you didn't g-g-get hu-hur-rt," he looked at Kurt, "Wh-who are you a-a-anywa-wa-way? I have-ven't s-s-seen you in a-a-any of my-my class-ss-sses. Are y-y-you a soph-sophomore?"

Kurt paused. Blaine didn't know him. Blaine was small and scared and he had his fluffy, curly hair.

He couldn't stop and notice the changes, but Blaine was still so so beautiful.

Eventually he shook his head, "No, I'm a freshman but I don't go to school here, I have a friend here, Louise Miller," he said, he hoped Blaine didn't know someone by that name.

"I…I ha-ha-haven't m-m-met them." Blaine replied, "I…I h-hope you u-un-understan-stand me. I t-tend t-t-to stutt-tutt-tter."

"It's fine and I can," Kurt nodded before holding out his hand, "Kurt Hummel."

"Uh, m-my na-name's B-Blaine," he said before holding out his own hand and dropping his books again. "S-Sorry" he squeaked as he bent to pick them up again.

"You have a lot of books," Kurt commented.

He looked at Blaine. There was such a strong urge to protect him and hug him and tell him that he loved him, but Kurt knew that he couldn't do that. If he acted too fast then Blaine would panic and it would ruin everything. Instead he had to remind himself to keep a respectful distance from the other teenager.

God, he was a teenager again.

"A-A-AP class-ss-es" Blaine replied before pointing to the left at a modern looking building. "I-I-I ha-ave to g-go to the nur-urse. T-Thanks."

Kurt felt his breath catch in his throat, was Blaine really leaving. "Umm. My Space, do you have one of those?"

Blaine nodded without saying anything.

"Can I add you?" Kurt asked and Blaine nodded nervously.

"I-I u-use my e-e-email more a-a-and Li-ve Jour-ournal" Blaine reached for a piece of paper before writing a screen name and his email down. "Y-You do-don't ha-ha-ave to."

"I want to," Kurt replied back before seeing Blaine walking away with a smile and a quick wave before he dropped his books again.

Kurt gazed down at the information and smiled.

Even though he couldn't be with Blaine right now he could still try to set up some meetings, some times where they could be together. He was in shock at how different his future fiancee was, but Blaine would get stronger. He was bound to get stronger again right?

Kurt headed back to where he had caught the bus, he was young still and so he didn't even have a provisional license. He paid the money and went to sit in the middle of the bus as he looked out the window.

Maybe he'd get in trouble for missing French, but he still knew everything he did when he was older and in New York. He didn't need French.

As he got to McKinley he felt relieved that classes had already started. Maybe if he made up an excuse he could get a half period and cheat his way out of a detention. He quickly made his way there, he opened the door and attempted to slip inside.

He saw Azimio in there and his blood ran colder, his heart thumping in his chest.

All of a sudden he heard his name, "Mr Hummel, what are you doing sneaking in so late?"

"Yeah pixie," Azimio laughed, "Were you spreading your fairy dust?"

"Are you gonna tell us you're gay or just weird," Dave Karofsky joined in, "With outfits like that I'd say you're a major queer."

Kurt felt his mouth move without him realizing it as he let out a straight lie, "I'm not gay." He turned to the teacher, "My father got into a little bit of trouble at home, I do apologize for my lateness," he said in French as the class turned to him stunned.

The teacher opened her mouth and nodded, "I'll excuse this extended tardy for today, but I need to talk to you about your French level," she said, copying Kurt and speaking in French as well.

Kurt nodded as he took out his notebook and started copying down notes, in the corner he had drawn a heart around Blaine's information that he had copied down on the bus.

He just had to get through today.