A/N: This one's a sad one...and also AU!

Kurt hadn't known him for very long – maybe a month or two. He had joined Glee just after he transferred to McKinley. He sung well, but when he wasn't onstage, he was shy and antisocial.

And then he was dead.

He was gay, and they were bastards. He'd been attacked on his way home from school – totally unsuspecting. The boys had cornered him with a bat and beaten his body beyond recognition.

The entire school had a minute of silence for the boy – nobody really knew him, and after a month, he was pretty much forgotten.

But then Kurt found himself being haunted.

It was a day like any other – Kurt was walking home because Finn had football and they had carpooled that morning.

"It was right over there…" said a timid voice, and Kurt jumped in surprise, glancing around.

His mouth dropped open in shock as Blaine stood there, looking crestfallen and very transparent.

"…B-Blaine?"

The boy nodded sadly, stepping forward.

Kurt took a step back, his eyes wide.

"What….what are you?" Kurt whispered, fighting the urge to drop his bag and make a run for it.

Blaine sighed. "I don't even know…"

"Then…Then why are you…here?"

Kurt didn't believe in ghosts. Not really – but Blaine standing before him was incontestable proof. He was see-through for gods' sake! Kurt's fingers shook as he readjusted his grip on his bag.

"I don't know that either." Blaine sighed sadly. "All I knew is that I had to find you."

Kurt swallowed thickly. "W-why me?"

Blaine shrugged. "Don't know. Just had to."

"So…" Kurt closed his eyes tightly. "You're a …ghost?"

"I…assume so?" Blaine said softly. "I died, didn't I?"

"Yeah…but that was almost a month ago…"

Blaine laughed – it was dry and lacking in emotion.

"It's hard to get your bearings when you're dead." He muttered. "And…I just…I didn't know how to approach you."

Kurt had started to calm – his fingers shaking less violently and his heart was starting to recover.

"Can…can other people see you?"

"As far as I can tell…no…" he looked sad again.

"Blaine…" Kurt didn't know what to do.

There was a ghost in front of him – a ghost!

"I don't understand Blaine…what can I do for you? Why me?"

Blaine was suddenly quiet and Kurt watched him curiously – waiting for him to voice his thoughts.

"I…I think I know now…" he whispered.

Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"I want you to…I want you to get revenge for me."

A/N: Sequel? I think yes.