Hairy cases - a Klaine story von Kitany ================================================================================ Kapitel 2: 2 ------------ Back at Dalton Academy, Kurt was all wet and he felt miserable. Outside a rainstorm heralded the spring and washed the dust away. Kurt thought about his broken up friendship with Blaine and how that could have happened so fast. He wanted to blame Josh, but not only was that wrong, Kurt knew that it could have been every other boy. Why was Blaine so stubborn? And why did he never want more than friendship, if it had to be just someone else’s attention to make Blaine jealous? As his body started shaking, he decided to get a hot shower, and though it normally helped to lighten his mood up, he still felt bad. So he went to bed. The next day Kurt woke up with a cold. His eyes were smaller than usual and he couldn’t breathe through his nose. Kurt tried to make a tone, but his voice broke. ‘Great!’ Kurt thought sarcastically. Another reason, why this semester break sucked in so many ways. Kurt took a bath robe and trudged himself to the nurse to get some meds. On his way back to bed, he met Josh. Kurt wasn’t really in the mood to talk, but he didn’t want to be impolite. “You look terrible! Did you get caught in the rainstorm yesterday?” Josh asked and Kurt nodded. “Oh, I hope you’re getting better soon. I’ll visit you later, I’ve got the perfect encouragement, that always works when I’m sick.” Before Kurt could negate it, Josh said ‘bye’ and vanished. Kurt sighed. Well… at least someone cared about him. During the day Kurt’s cold got worse and changed into a flu. Even with the medicine, Kurt started to puke and he noted, that his temperature went up. The boy didn’t even notice, when Josh came in. As he saw the sick patient, Josh went to the nurse, who decided, that Kurt had to be transferred to a separate room in the sickroom where she could keep an eye on him. The boy could hardly stand on his feet and someone helped him to the separate area. He heard the nurse’s voice, asking him questions, if he has any allergies and if he wanted to call his parents, Kurt negated. Though he knew, that his father would take the next flight to get to him, Kurt didn’t want to be blamed for ruining their honeymoon, after they had to cancel their last try to get Kurt transferred to Dalton Academy. In his feverish dreams, Kurt remembered someone holding his hand. He heard voices, but he couldn’t add up who it was. The nurse tried to give him soup, but because Kurt couldn’t hold it, he got a needle in his arm and the nurse put him on a drip of hydrogenate. As Kurt woke up the first time, after he had that terrible flu, he felt a bit better. He mentioned some yoghurt on his bedside table, but he wasn’t hungry. Kurt looked around and saw a bunch of flowers on the other side of the room. He felt too weak to stand up, so he couldn’t read the little card beside the vase. Kurt tried to sit up and after a couple of minutes, his head stopped rotating. His whole body felt stiff and he didn’t smell very good, so the boy figured, that he must have laid there for a while. Kurt thought about, who might have visited have visited him and had seen him in his miserable condition. He sighed, as he remembered the fight with Blaine, so Josh was the only person in the school, who might have cared about him since Kurt was moved from the dormitory into the sickroom. The nurse came in: “Oh, you’re awake! That’s good, I thought, maybe I would have to transfer you to the hospital.” “I’m sorry. Usually I try not to get sick, because every little cold turns out like that. I suppose you didn’t call my father, did you?” The nurse shook her head: “I would have, if I had to transfer you, but, now that you’re better, I think it’s not necessary.” Kurt felt relieved. “How long was I out of consciousness?” “Three days. Do you think you can eat something?”, she asked, while feeling his temperature. “I can try.”, Kurt said droopily. Three days! He wondered, if anyone had noticed, that he was sick. He needed to call Mercedes. The nurse gave him some chicken soup and Kurt was thankful for the warmth in his stomach. “Did someone come to visit me?”, he asked the nurse between two spoons. “Yes, some boys of the school where here. But don’t ask me for names, I’m not good at remembering each and every boy who just comes to visit someone.” Kurt was disappointed by that answer. “Would it be possible to get that card from the table by the flowers?” The nurse handed him the tiny colourful greeting card. “Hi Kurt! Hope you get well soon.” But no name on it!!! Who sends flowers without a name? What idiot tortures him like that, by not giving him a name?! Kurt groaned loudly and fell back in his bed. The nurse raised an eyebrow, but didn’t say anything. After another day recovering and much more sleep, Kurt felt well enough to get up for a shower. It was the middle of the night, which was actually good, so no one could see him like that. The boy was so disgusted by himself, that he could not lie another day in that stinky bed. Still weak, he dragged himself to the shower room and spent nearly half an hour under the warm water jet. Thereafter it was the first time in days, he looked into a mirror. Even after the shower, his face looked tired and there was a little shadow on his chin. ‘Looks like I really need to shave’, he thought, grinning about the “idea” of a beard in his face. Kurt also reckoned his hair, still wavy and too bright for his taste. He wondered, if Blaine had talked to his aunt. Was it too inappropriate after their fight, still making an appointment with that star hair stylist and mentioning Aunt Cathy? Kurt sighed. He was sure, that the hairdresser wouldn’t be affordable without being a protégé. And he really needed his old hairdo back. Dressed only in a bathrobe, Kurt went back to the sickroom and grabbed his stuff. He left the nurse a note, that he moved back to the dormitory and promised to see her in the morning. It was a strange atmosphere in the empty halls of Dalton Academy. His footsteps were the only noise, he could hear, echoing from the wooden walls. ‘Actually a good place to probe.’, Kurt thought. It was also the first time, he had a closer look at the old pictures of retired headmasters – most of them dead already. Because he was too much awake to go to sleep, he wandered through the building and finally stopped in the great hall. He turned the light on and it was the first time, he got the full dimension of the room. Kurt closed the door and went in the middle of the room. The boy cleared his throat and the odd sound reverberated in the hall. Kurt tried a high C and listened to it. I was obvious, that the last days in bed weakened his voice, but as no one could hear him, he didn’t care. So he started singing: Freeze the time Stay with me Can we linger on Like the stars in the night Take it all Let me feel That you break my fall Save tonight stay forever I know- You know We must- Let go Although it’s true what I'm feeling I must be strong, when all faith is gone and I'm all alone Give me some time To leave it all behind Baby I will make it Just give me some time I'll never be the same But I'll be alright just give me some time I try to run I try to hide But I can’t get away Cuz everywhere I see your face I'm taking off and I leave behind Everything that hurts Need to mend Just give me time I know- You know We must- Let go Although it’s true what I'm feeling I must be strong, when all faith is gone and I'm all alone Give me some time To leave it all behind Baby I will make it Just give me some time I'll never be the same But I'll be alright just give me some time Soon I'm free Soon you’re gone You’ll wake up to another dawn I'll be fine, I'll be alright Wish I could hold you through the night Give me some time To leave it all behind Baby I will make it Just give me some time I'll never be the same But I'll be alright just give me some time Give me some time To leave it all behind Baby I will make it Just give me some time I'll never be the same But I'll be alright just give me some time. Kurt’s version of E.M.D.’s “Give me some time” was slower than the original, but Kurt celebrated every tone and he gave as much emotion in it, as he could. The boy sat down on one of the cosy sofas in the corner of the hall. ‘That was maybe the best performance I’ve ever given and no one heard it.’, he thought. But now Kurt felt better about Blaine. Mr. Schuester was right: Giving emotions a way to emerge was the best way to handle your feelings. Suddenly, there was a strange noise of collided wood and Kurt jumped up. He looked everywhere and he noticed a small stick of a limb from a tree outside, scratching at the window. Kurt relaxed, grabbed his stuff and went to the dormitory. *** The first thing in the morning was a call with Mercedes. “Where were you???”, she shouted. “I didn’t know if I should call the cavalry or Finn! What happened?” Kurt apologized and told his best friend the whole story. “Well, it’s good, that you’re better now. I’ll come in the afternoon and visit you. And I really don’t care, if girls are allowed at Dalton Academy or not, we really need to catch up on your Blaine status!” Mercedes hang up, before Kurt could protest. He sighed and tried to find something appropriate to wear for his femfriend. The nurse told him to stay in bed, so he wore his favourite dark blue satin pyjamas. After that, he made an appointment with that hairdresser for the day after tomorrow. Before end of the break he wanted to look like himself again. Josh showed up sometime later to entertain the patient, but Kurt wasn’t really in the mood for a chit chat with him. He asked him however if he had visited him while he was unconscious. “Of course I did. You looked so terrible, I felt bad, because it was my suggestion to go to the pool. I kinda feel responsible that you caught that cold.” “So you sent me the flowers too?”, Kurt asked “No. These are not from me. I wanted to bring you flowers too after I saw that big bunch, but I’m broke after a shopping session the day before. So I asked the nurse, if there was anything I could do, but she said, that you needed to rest. I’m happy, that you’re better now.” Josh’s hand wandered on Kurt’s. But Kurt removed his and looked him straight in the eyes: “I heard, you have a girlfriend at Crawford’s?” Josh sighed: “Yeah… Danielle. She’s cute and all that, but…but you…” Josh looked at Kurt in a really awkward way and suddenly Kurt felt VERY uncomfortable just in his pyjamas. The same moment the door burst open and a black well-proportioned girl rushed in. “Kurt!” Mercedes shouted and glanced at Josh. Josh jumped up from his chair. “Yeah, well… see you later than.”, Josh said, nodded friendly at the girl and left. “That was Josh?”, Mercedes noted: “Boy! He’s adorable!” Mercedes sat on Josh’s chair. “Yeah… maybe. But I’m not really interested… as opposed to him. had the perfect timing, Mercedes. It looked as if he wanted to tell me he’s in love with me or something. Can you believe that? He’s got a GIRLfriend and still flirts with me!” Kurt was shocked. His hand was still prickling, where Josh touched him. “What’s with your hair?”, Mercedes asked. “Long story. But it’s not going to stay like this. Blaine’s aunt gave me the address of a special hairdresser, who can help me to get rid of it.” “Ah Blaine… where is he, by the way?” Kurt sighed and told Mercedes about the fight with the boy in full details. *** Kurt wasn’t very often in that district of Lima, where only the richest went shopping. His few trips here led him right to Marc Jacobs, where he often left all his money he saved the whole year, just for one or two very trendy pieces. Now he got out in the sunlight with his new old hairdo. He went through the hair with his fingers and felt relieved. Now school could start again and none of the boys, that were off for semester break would ever know, that he had had waves. Kurt felt a bit weird to use Blaine’s contact, but after the hairdresser told him, what it would have cost him without any contacts to Cathy, he decided to do so. After Josh’s very strange visit, Kurt made it to avoid him, so he was never alone with the boy and so Josh never mentioned their weird conversation at Kurt’s bedside again. Blaine and Kurt haven’t talked in days and although Kurt felt bad about that – because he got used to their daily chats – he also felt certain about his decision. If Blaine wasn’t able to stop his jealousy, Kurt and him couldn’t be friends. He mentioned Blaine looking at him, maybe hoping that he would forgive him, but Kurt tried to shun his gaze. So it was the last day of the break and the next day the other boys would come back. Also Kurt could sleep at home again, when his parents and Finn were back. Kurt noticed another karaoke night on the information board in the hall and decided to go, after two boys, that Kurt barely knew and who were also Students forced him to. But that night was special: The school allowed people from outside and friends to come too. So Kurt called Mercedes and the whole afternoon they rehearsed some duets together. It was fun and as the evening started, they went very well together on stage with some amazing diva songs, starting from Liza Minnelli to Mariah. Kurt noticed, that Josh was with a brunette girl and they were holding hands the whole evening, but Kurt also sensed some strange glances from Josh’s direction. He was glad, that the girl was keeping Josh busy for hours. The evening moved on and slowly the crowd dissolved, until just a few people where left in the hall. Most of them had just listened to the music, so no one was on the stage and there was a loop of songs stored in the computer, and because no one was singing just the instrumental versions were played. “Need to go now, Kurt.”, Mercedes said and yawned. Kurt was tired too, so he nodded silently and both stood up. But suddenly someone appeared on the stage. It was Blaine, his eyes fixed on Kurt. The first tunes of Pink’s “Don’t leave me” started and Blaine began to sing: “I don't know if I can yell any louder How many times I've kicked you outta here? Or said something insulting? Da da da, da da I can be so mean when I wanna be I am capable of really anything I can cut you into pieces But my heart is broken Da da da, da da Please don't leave me Please don't leave me I always say how I don't need you But it's always gonna come right back to this Please, don't leave me How did I become so obnoxious? What is it with you that makes me act like this? I've never been this nasty Da da da, da da “What is he doing?” Kurt said, nearly speechless, gazing Blaine without even blinking. “Looks like a big apology.”, Mercedes answered. Can't you tell that this is all just a contest? The one that wins will be the one that hits the hardest But baby I don't mean it I mean it, I promise Da da da, da da Please don't leave me Oh please don't leave me I always say how I don't need you But it's always gonna come right back to this Please, don't leave me I forgot to say out loud how beautiful you really are to me I cannot be without, I’m sorry using you as punching bag And I need you, I'm sorry Da da da, da da Da da da da, da da da da Da da da, da da Please, please don't leave me Baby please don't leave me No, don't leave me Please don't leave me no no no You say I don't need you But it's always gonna come right back It's gonna come right back to this Please, don't leave me Please don't leave me, oh no no no. I always say how I don't need you But it's always gonna come right back to this Please don't leave me Baby, please, please don't leave me“ Kurt was stunned, but Mercedes pushed him to the stage: “Come on Kurt. You love him right. Go.Talk.To.Him!” Kurt stumbled a few steps and waited for Blaine behind the stage. “Was that for me?”, he finally asked. Blaine sighed: “Of course it was. Kurt… I….” Abruptly Josh stood right next to Kurt. “Hey Kurt! I was wondering…” Blaine was shocked and irritated, but within a second he put on his poker face. It was Kurt, without looking at Josh, who finally said: “Josh. Not now. Please leave.” He still looked at Blaine. Josh tried to say something, but finally he noticed, that this “war” was lost for him. “Right then…” he said, leaving the hall arm in arm with the girl who had waited for him with a shy look on her face. But now it was just Blaine and Kurt, alone in the hall. “What was it, you wanted to say?”, Kurt asked. Blaine took a deep breath: “I’m sorry. I know, I was such a jackass and I had no right to be jealous. I felt so bad after you told me you wouldn’t be my friend anymore, I couldn’t sleep the whole night and the day after I wanted to apologize, but you got so sick and I didn’t know what to do.” “The flowers?” “They were from me. I wasn’t sure, if you had forgiven me, so I didn’t write a name on the greeting card. But I was there every day, watching you in your fever dreams. Did you know, that you talk in your dreams?” Kurt’s face turned red: “No. What have you heard?” Blaine smiled: “That’s my little secret, but I think you maybe dreamed of me?” Blaine got one step closer to Kurt: “What I wanted to say is… as I saw you sick and unconscious in bed, I felt so desperate, because there was nothing I could do for you. I thought about, what if it got worse? What if you had to transfer to the hospital? My mind was going crazy and the nurse had to throw me out the sickroom … once or twice.” Blaine took Kurt’s hands in his. Kurt could feel Blaine’s breath in his face. Suddenly the butterfly’s in Kurt’s stomach where back and the boy’s face turned red. He concentrated on Blaine’s eyebrows, trying not to look on his delicious lips. “Kurt… I realised something in that sickroom. I.. I don’t…” “Blaine, you’re stammering!” “Shut up, Kurt! I’m trying to tell you something!”, Blaine was so nervous, he shifted his weight from one foot to another, but couldn’t find any more words. So it was Kurt’s turn. With his hands, he grabbed Blaine’s head, and for a moment Kurt thought, Blaine stopped breathing. Their eyes met and suddenly the atmosphere was burned up. Kurt pressed his lips on Blaine’s and he kissed the other boy long and intensely. After a moment of surprise Blaine replied the kiss and their tongues found one another. When separated from each other, Blaine raised his eyebrows. “Wow.” Kurt smiled, though he was not sure, what would come next. “Well… have you found your words yet?”, Kurt asked, trying to unclench the strain between them. Blaine looked at him and abruptly he grabbed Kurt and hugged him. Kurt could smell Blaine’s hair and Kurt’s arms ran over his back. Blaine’s warm voice sounded in Kurt’s ear: “I don’t want to be without you… I love you.” *** A day later the school was filled with returners and it was loud and noisy everywhere in Dalton. Kurt was waiting at the entrance of the school for his Dad to pick him up. Finally he caught sight of his Dad’s car round the corner. He was parking right in front of the entrance, though it was forbidden to stay here, but Burt Hummel didn’t care much about it. He greeted his son with a big hug. “So. Did you enjoy the stay here? Hope it wasn’t too difficult?”, Burt said and in his voice was guilt. “No Dad. Actually it was kinda nice. I could get accustomed to it.” The father felt relieved. He took Kurt’s stuff and darned it into the car. “I’m back in a second!”, Kurt said and went back into the building. Blaine was standing at the door: “I thought, you would leave without saying goodbye.” “As if I could ever do that.” Kurt gave Blaine a short intense kiss on his lips: “I’ll see you tomorrow at school.” Then Kurt went back to his father’s car. Blaine watched the vehicle drive away from the school grounds. He sighed, then grinned, reminding himself, that he’d see his boyfriend soon again. - End - Hosted by Animexx e.V. (http://www.animexx.de)