I'm so sorry I didn't update in a long time, guys. I just...couldn't, but let's hope that I will find the motivation to keep this story going ;)
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Together, opposite can form a memorable whole – love and hate, yin and yang, elves and dwarves, Travis Scott and Kylie Jenner. The notion of such symmetry guides expectations. Sometimes, the absence of symmetry is jarring and inconvenient; its presence simplifying and predictable.
-Kevlin Henney
For the days that followed, Kurt and Blaine didn't interact with each other again. Not that they did it on purpose, they were just really busy. Blaine promised to help Sam study for his math and geography tests, and Kurt always had cheerio training, and in addition, he got grounded after he went home from hospital without the doctor's permission.
"Dude, you need to talk to him again", Sam told Blaine after he had accidently burned down the third piece of paper while they were studying. "What if your superpowers are linked or something? Like in this Marvel comic. Maybe, the river you and Kurt fell in was radioactive, or…"
"That's nonsense, Sam", Blaine sighed, cocking his head to the side when he looked at the burned down paper that were black crisps now. "Firstly, I don't want to have anything to do with that guy. And secondly, you have read way too many comics. If the river had been radioactive, we would have been dead by now. And I have no superpowers, neither does Kurt."
He absentmindedly put his hands on his paper and yelped when it started burning down as well. "Dammit!" From now on, he needed to wear gloves. Heatproof gloves. Whether he could order some on Amazon without his parents noticing? They would pose too many questions.
Questions he couldn't and didn't want to answer.
Sam opened his macbook in front of him and clicked on the Brower. "Let's see, we just need to google 'Linked Superpowers'."
"That's just dumb", Blaine whined, burying his face in his hands. "I'm sure you won't find anything. That's…"
"Yeah!", Sam said at this moment, looking triumphant and bumping his fist in the air. "I think I just found out what your powers are, man. Electromagnetic manipulation. Remember, that would explain the blackout. Oh, and don't forget heat-based powers because you burn down everything around you."
The blond boy frowned, thinking. "In physics, we learned that the sun emits electromagnetic waves, too. And the sun gets pretty hot as well."
"Since when do you pay attention in physics?", Blaine asked with cocked eyebrows. "You always fall asleep during classes."
But Sam ignored him, deep in thoughts. Suddenly, he looked up and started typing other words into the browser. His eyes lit up when he got the result he expected. Beaming, he turned back to his friend. "Dude, I think I just found out what happened to you and Kurt."
Blaine's eyes widened. "And what?"
Much to his annoyance, Sam shook his head slowly. "Sorry, bro. But you will have to wait a bit."
…
Finn jumped three feet in the air when someone was waiting for him in the changing room of the gym. He had thought that he was alone.
"Dude!", he exclaimed after he had calmed down a bit.
"Sorry, man", the blond boy said "But we really need to talk. It's about Kurt. Kind of."
At that, Finn looked up, surprised. "What is it?", he asked, looking somewhat concerned.
Sam took a deep breath before he started talking.
…
Kurt looked around in the forest shack, annoyed. "Finn? I got your text. And I am not in the mood for playing hide and seek, so you better come out now."
At this moment, someone else entered. Someone who was not his stepbrother.
"Anderson? What are you doing here?"
Blaine blinked at him, equally confused. "I could ask you the same."
"This is my hideout, so I don't need to justify my presence", Kurt snapped, crossing his arms.
"Whoa, chill, guys!" Behind them, Finn and Sam appeared on the doorway, looking concerned. "We wanted to have a meeting, so Sam told Blaine to come here and I told you to come.", Finn explained.
Irritated, Kurt glared at the former prep-school boy, pointing at Sam. "You told him about this?"
"Hey!", Sam protested. "I am an expert. I have read every single comic about superpowers, so I can help you guys."
Blaine nodded in agreement. "Yes. Besides, Sam is one of my best friends, he can be trusted. And you also told Finn."
"I didn't, he found out", Kurt hissed, eyes narrowed. "And Finn is my brother."
"Enough", Finn said loudly before that conversation could escalate. He nodded to Sam who retrieved a couple of sheets from his bag.
"The reason why Finn and I gathered you is that we may have found out what happened to you. I am sure you want to know, right? So would you please give me a couple of minutes to explain?"
Sighing deeply, Kurt motioned him to continue.
"Good." Sam looked down his papers. "Blaine told me that the both of you fell into that river one week ago, when the bonfire took place, in the evening."
"So?", Kurt asked, rolling his eyes, and Blaine threw him a killing glance.
"There has been a new moon that evening", Sam continued talking, ignoring Kurt's disinterested tone. "You know, if the sun is fully covering the moon or something, it's called new moon. I don't know yet what has been in the water that day, but I know for sure that the moon's radiation must have affected you as well."
"And how?", Blaine asked, genuinely interested.
Sam nodded, looking at his sheets. "Good question, dude. Let me give you some examples to answer it.
When I did some research, I found out that something similar happened to two young women, during medieval times.
According to old story telling, those girls have been gifted with special powers after an unexplainable accident, just like the two of you. One of them could control darkness and coldness all of a sudden, the other light and warmth."
Kurt shook his head slowly. "This story could have been fake as well. There is no proof that-"
"-in the sixteenth century, a man and a woman had a grave accident, an explosion no one could really explain, but none of them was hurt", Sam went on. "Instead, the man was able to control the element air while the woman acquired earth powers."
Still not believing him, Kurt rolled his eyes. "Maybe you mistook that story for a horrible movie plot. People in Salem also used to believe that witches were real. You are exaggerat-"
"1905, more than a century ago", Sam continued talking, completely ignoring Kurt "Two brothers acquired abilities. One of them could control fire, the other was in control of ice."
Annoyed, Kurt crossed his arms. "Are you done yet?"
"All those people have the same thing in common: An unexplainable accident and opposed abilities." Sam explained.
"I already told you, there is no proof that these stories really happened", the chestnut-haired boy repeated, but he suddenly looked insecure.
"You guys are the living proof", Finn interjected, glancing at Sam's sheet.
Kurt stomped his foot sullenly. "I am nothing!", he snapped. "I am just a normal eighteen-year-old that is slowly getting annoyed."
"So…", Blaine spoke up, turning to Sam, interested. "What are my powers? Stop beating around the bush!"
"Can't you imagine?", Sam asked, cocking his head to the side. When his friend shook his head, he exclaimed: "Dude! Electromagnetic rays, warmth and so on…just like the sun. You have sun-based powers, and he-" the blond boy pointed at Kurt "has moon based powers. That's dope, isn't it?"
At that, Kurt threw him a killing glance. "I still don't believe you."
"Think about it", Sam went on "Blaine can control heat and at some point, the electricity as well. And you can kind of manipulate gravity, like the moon where there is almost no gravity, that's why you can lift things with your mind."
"Actually, that does make sense", Blaine thought out loud, turning to Kurt next to him. "What do you think?"
Instead of answering, Kurt just let out a scoff. "That's it, I'm out. If you wanted to fool me, you chose the wrong person." He turned on his heel and left the shack, slamming the door behind him, ignoring the protest shouts of his stepbrother.
While he was heading out of the forest, Kurt retrieved his phone, starting to type in a text.
Kurt: Hey :) Are you for the mood for dinner with me? I really need some distraction, this day sucked…
His recipient answered after a couple of seconds.
Adam: Sounds marvelous ;D Where and when?
Kurt: How about Breadstixx in Lima in two hours? They have nice pasta. Sorry if it is on short notice
Adam: Splendid! I can't wait. And honestly, I count the hours until we meet again
Kurt: Perfect. So it's a date?
Adam: Oh, it definitely is ;)
Smiling widely, Kurt put his phone back into his pocket. But in the next moment, his eyes widened in shock. He only had two hours to pick a fabulous outfit for his date!
What a catastrophe!
He quickly took out his phone again, dialing one of his friends' number. "Cedes? Yes, it's me. Look, I have a fashion emergency. Let's meet at my place in ten, oh, and bring Quinn as well. I need different opinions to make my outfit as fabulous as possible."
…
Mercedes wiggled her eyebrows when she held a khaki shirt in the air. "How about that one?"
"I don't know", Kurt sighed, not sounding pleased. "Too boring."
"How did you and Adam even meet?", Quinn wanted to know when she searched through his pants. "On the streets?"
"During a con-spree", Kurt mumbled absentmindedly. "You know, the one we did lately, before you kicked me out."
When the two girls exchanged worried glances, Kurt cocked one eyebrow. "What?"
"You know the rules, white boy", Mercedes told him, hands on her hips. "No staying in touch with our victims."
"Or else, people might find out about our con artistry", Quinn added. "It's too risky."
"Okay, first of all, I never robbed Adam, so he never was my victim", Kurt made clear, searching through his blazers. "And secondly, I was honest to him... okay, more or less."
At that, the girls exchanged amused glances. "What now?", Kurt asked, rolling his eyes. He definitely missed the times where Mercedes and Quinn couldn't stand each other.
"Did you also tell him about those powers? Or that prep-school boy?", Quinn asked carefully.
"Did you lose your minds?" Kurt quickly shook his head. "I will keep him out of this messy part of my life, okay? He is the only more or less normal thing in my life right now. Oh, and concerning Blaine: There is nothing to tell."
"You sure?", Mercedes asked teasingly. "There is…nothing? No…sparks between you, no sexual tension?"
Kurt snorted disdainfully. "If there is tension, then it must have something to do with our powers, that's all. And besides, I already have Adam. Adam is a cultivated, eloquent, sophisticated, and literate man. But Blaine is just a childish, stupid, immature boy that really needs to buy something called brains."
Mercedes laughed while she held two different bowties in the air. "What a hard choice. You see, even if the second bowtie may look weird with its dots on first sight, it surely won't look bad with the shirt and your blazer. You just need to give it a try."
"I agree with Cedes", Quinn smirked. "The first bowtie is just blue without any patterns, that's conventional and also boring as hell. But hey, it is your choice, after all, it's your date."
Lost in thoughts, Kurt cocked his head to the side. "So you are trying to tell me that I should try to be nicer to Blaine from now on and give him a chance to befriend me because we share that secret? And that Adam is a bore, and therefore not the right one for me?"
The girls burst out in laughter. "Nope, we were really talking about the bowties", Mercedes chuckled. "But your interpretation of our thoughts was not that wrong. Just think about it."
Kurt cocked his eyebrows in confusion. But then, he frowned and narrowed his eyes. "Great! Because I like it conventional and boring." He squinted at the blue bowtie that flew to his direction, and Mercedes and Quinn exchanged confused glances.
"Blue bowtie it is!", he snapped sullenly before he stormed out of his room, leaving behind his two dumbfounded girlfriends.
"Boys", Quinn muttered, smirking after the initial confusion. "They are all the same"
Mercedes just shrugged, equally amused. "Truer words have never been spoken, Fabray."