Sorry it's been awhile. For those that read my LJ, my grandma died like 2-3 days after I wrote that. Since then it's been hard to focus on anything, but I'm hoping to get back into writing fairly often now that we're not just sitting and waiting anymore.

As for the new chapter, I originally planned to skip the rest of the date and time jump forward a few weeks... but apparently they REALLY wanted to tear into this guy. Who am I to deny them? =D

[Kurt]

When he'd agreed to a date with Sebastian Kurt had no idea that it would lead to this. He'd assumed that it would be pretty similar to his first date with Dave, which had been meeting up at Breadstix for a very lackluster meal and then having a quick, awkward kiss before driving himself home. Instead, Sebastian had started off by picking him up at his house, which was especially brave considering how his friends had been acting toward the Warbler.

Then he'd been shocked repeatedly by finding out that Sebastian was the son of a politician, made reservations for a restaurant that was so nice that Burt took Carole there on their anniversary, had been accosted by one of his random hook ups, and then the car wouldn't start. This night would either end up being a hilarious story to look back on as the 'Date from Hell' or the story they tell their grandchildren. Too soon to tell.

As Sebastian leads him back inside the bistro, Kurt stops in front of the podium, wondering how Sebastian would convince the snotty jackass to get the manager. His question is answered by Seb taking his hand and pulling him around the asshole like he's not even there and stepping into the dining room.

Before the outraged host can say anything, Sebastian steps up to a passing waitress and smiles at her, putting a hand out gently to catch her arm. When she hesitates on her way back into the kitchen, Seb leans forward and whispers,

"I'm sorry, but could you get your manager? We're having a problem with the host. We'll wait by the door."

Blinking at him owlishly, she looks over his shoulder at the furious looking man who was currently ignoring the ringing phone behind him and nods her head quickly before taking off for the back, presumably to the offices.

Sebastian walks slowly back into the entrance, pulling his phone out as he goes. Kurt cocks an eyebrow at him questioningly but before he can even manage to ask what he's doing, his attention is caught by the host leaning over his podium to hiss at them,

"What the hell do you think you're doing? I told you to leave, there's no sign of a reservation under that name. Maybe if you weren't too busy thinking with your dick-"

Kurt gasps theatrically at the use of such crude language. Looking around him into the dining room, making sure they can't hear him. Once he's sure that the first tables are sitting far enough back, Kurt snaps out quietly,

"There's no cause for that kind of language. This is the nicest restaurant in town, for all you know people are celebrating birthdays, anniversaries, and maybe even engagements in there tonight. Don't ruin their evening just because you're upset."

The man sputters for a second before turning on Kurt and glaring at him. "Oh, shut up. You think you're so special? How do you know he gave you a real name? Just because you got him to buy you dinner first doesn't mean you won't end up on your knees, just like I did."

Kurt narrows his eyes before snapping back, still much quieter than the crude boy in front of him, "Our relationship, and whatever happens in it, is none of your business. If you chose to get on your knees in a public bathroom, that's your fault, and certainly nothing to do with me. As for his name, if he lied about it he went to great lengths to do so. Creating a Facebook page, convincing his friends to cover for him, even meeting my father and giving a 'fake' story about his own family."

Sebastian speaks up, drawing their attention back to him, "As much fun as it is to watch you defend me after you spent so long turning me down, the manager should be here soon, so perhaps we could just stand quietly until he comes?" When Kurt blushes, apologizing quietly, and the jerk just glares at him, Seb adds, "Also, seeing as you're supposed to be at work, shouldn't you answer that phone? That's easily the fourth call in a row you've ignored."

'Blake' looks like he's about to snarl out another rant, but before he gets a chance, the manager finally shows up, looking worried. Kurt glances back to the room, relieved that none of the other patrons seem to have noticed what was going on.

It's only after the man steps up to them and folds his hands quietly in front of him, asking 'What seems to be the problem?' that Kurt notices that not only is Sebastian still holding his phone, but that it had been aimed to catch the whole conversation on video ever since they'd walked back into the room.

Sebastian clearly hits stop on the recording and turns to the older man waiting patiently for an explanation.

"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to cause problems, but I called and booked a reservation last Friday and even called to confirm it a few days ago. However, when I arrived here about half an hour ago, this rather rude employee told me that no reservation existed."

The probably college aged host sniffs quietly before turning to his boss. "Sir, as I told him before, the reservation was canceled earlier today. Perhaps he'd changed his mind about his... date, and is now trying to cover for it by blaming me."

Sebastian leans forward so he can speak quietly enough to not be overheard outside the room. "Again, I'm sorry for the trouble, but we can't afford bad publicity for our fathers over a disgruntled restaurant worker. My father is the State's Attorney, Vincent Smythe, and my date's father is the newly elected Congressman, Burt Hummel. We would greatly appreciate it if this matter were kept quiet."

The manager looks shocked and appalled. He quickly pushes the host away from the podium and steps toward it. As he moves to check the reservation himself, he looks up to Kurt and says, "I'm so happy to meet you, Mr. Hummel, a shame it's under these circumstances. I actually voted for your father, I'm sure he'll make a wonderful congressman."

It only takes a few clicks before he responds with, "I'm sorry, sirs. I do see your reservation, but like he said, it was canceled."

Kurt coughs slightly before responding with, "I'm pretty sure he canceled it when we came in. It seems he had some sort of... um... past with Sebastian and when he gave him the name, we're pretty sure he canceled it then."

Looking over the screen again, the manager raises an eyebrow before turning back to his employee. "He 'changed his mind about his date' 37 minutes ago?"

Before another evasion or lie could be told, Sebastian admitted, "Actually, after we were verbally assaulted about a rather embarrassing lack of judgment on my part, we stepped outside to talk for a few minutes. Eventually, we decided we didn't want to try a different restaurant in town. When we came back in, I had a waitress go to get you and then recorded our conversation, if it could be called that, once we reentered the room."

Sebastian holds his phone out to the manager who takes it from him, obviously worried. After watching the video, the man immediately starts to apologize profusely to both Sebastian and Kurt. Within ten minutes, they're herded to an intimate table in the back and told that their meal would, of course, be free. Kurt was delighted when they heard slightly raised voices from an office nearby. Obviously someone had forgotten to close the door all the way, and being seated at a table that was so secluded meant that it was very quiet back there.

Within minutes they hear the manager stepping out of his office and calling for security to follow the man to the break room to gather his things and to then escort him out. Kurt bites his lip to keep from giggling. Before taking his next bite, the smaller boy grins at Sebastian.

"That was actually a lot of fun, but I'm really glad we parked around the side so he doesn't know which car is yours. I'd hate to imagine what he'd key into it."

Sebastian snorts. "He was pretty... colorful."

Kurt shakes his head. "He wasn't even original. I can think of at least five things I'd have thrown at you that would have gotten the point across without having to be so... crass."

Smirking, Seb leans forward, putting his fork down in interest. "Oh yeah? Like what?"

Kurt smiles at him innocently and takes a sip of his water before responding,

"Hope that I'm never mad enough for you to find out."

After they finish eating, Sebastian leaves a generous tip for their harassed waitress and heads for the door, still holding the small of Kurt's back. As they pass the podium, they notice that it's the manager himself running the door and Seb stops to whisper to him before they go.

Kurt finds himself hiding amusement once again as he barely hears Sebastian consoling the man that he wouldn't be mentioning their drama to his father and that the food was as wonderful as he'd heard. After all the bluster and cockiness, Kurt can't help but find this side of Seb adorable. Who knew there was actually a good person buried under all the swagger?

When the taller boy turns toward Kurt, his smirk is back in place and he leads Kurt out. Pretending not to have noticed anything, the smaller boy just walks back out to the car, adding 'surprisingly sweet' to the list of attributes he'd already noticed about Sebastian.

When they turn onto Kurt's street he groans and quickly says, "Pull over here for a second, please?" Seb does so and then turns to him, eyebrow cocked. Kurt blushes slightly and points down to his house. Glancing down the street, Sebastian double-takes at the amount of cars parked near the Hummels' house. Kurt scoffs, "Clearly our presence was missed at Breadstix so they all migrated here to catch us when we came back. You can just let me out here, if you want."

Sebastian looks up the road again before shrugging. "Nah, that would be like running away. They need to know they can't scare me off, no matter how many of them they recruit."

Kurt giggles and pats him on the arm. "Okay, if you're sure. I have no idea how many people will actually be in there though, because that's more cars than just my 'protectors' require."

Although he tries to look unaffected as he pulls the car away, Kurt hears the audible gulp that Sebastian makes.

As they walk up to the door, Kurt mumbles, "Last chance to run for it."

Seb does his best to pull himself together and smirk at him, gesturing for him to go in first. Shaking his head at his stubbornness, Kurt walks in to find his living room almost completely overflowing with glee club members. Piled into the room are Puck, Quinn, Sam, Mercedes, Mike, Tina, Artie, Brittany, Santana, Finn, and Rachel. Kurt groans aloud when he notices that Dave and Chandler had even commandeered the armchair. In fact it's Chandler that speaks up first, smacking Dave on the arm,

"Oh my god! He's so much cuter than you guys made him sound!"

Kurt sighs and closes the door behind him. "Chandler, this is Sebastian. Sebastian, this is... everyone I know." With an exasperated huff, Kurt turns to the room. "What the hell are all you guys doing here?"

Santana is the one that answers, "Apparently Frankenteen was waiting at Breadstix to interrogate him. When you didn't show, he sent out a mass text asking if anyone had seen you, so we all ended up here. Clearly you haven't been kidnapped and held prisoner in a dungeon, so he probably overreacted."

Seb snorts. "Kurt would never let me use the dungeon on the first date. That's definitely a sixth date sort of thing."

Kurt smacks him. "Dear god, don't encourage them." Turning back to the group, he rolls his eyes at their curious looks. "We went to dinner somewhere else, were accosted by a rude employee, got him fired, had our meal comped, and then came back. It wasn't quite as nefarious as I'm sure you idiots imagined it'd be."

Laughing loudly, Dave says, "Jeez. Only you would find a date that involved getting someone fired normal."

Sebastian grins down at Kurt, elbowing him gently. "True, which is why you're the only one I'd be able to make dating work with."

Finn and Puck seem to be the only two still giving Sebastian scrutinizing looks. When Seb meets their stares and raises his eyebrow at them, Finn asks, "So how did you guys get a guy fired? That's a pretty crappy thing to do."

Sebastian's mild and amused expression changes swiftly into one of disdain and condescension. Before Kurt can head him off, he snaps back at the overprotective brother, "He canceled our reservation and implied that Kurt would end up on his knees on the bathroom floor just because it was so easy to get him to that I forgot about him."

Santana grins widely. "Oh, I like you. You got him fired for implying that Kurt wasn't any better than him?"

Kurt giggles and bumps Seb with his elbow. "Actually, the guy straight out said it. Then Seb played the 'important fathers' card on the manager and the guy was escorted out by security."

When he realizes that half the room is looking at them with soppy, soft faces, and the rest with extreme amusement, Kurt huffs and turns to open the door back up.

"Okay, that's enough. Everybody out. If you don't live here, time to go."

Kurt holds onto Sebastian's hand so he knows he didn't mean him, not yet. Once everyone else has filed out, most making comments -or cooing noises in Brittany and Chandler's case- on their way out, Kurt shuts the door and leans against it.

Finn was the only person still sitting on the couch, watching them suspiciously. When Sebastian rolls his eyes at him, Kurt giggles.

"Sorry, he'll be a bit of a harder sell for awhile. He has an innate distrust of anyone that's comfortable in a tie... and anyone that wants to date me. That you fit both categories doesn't work in your favor." Turning back to Finn, Kurt asks, "So where's Dad? He didn't want to be here to interrogate him?"

Finn shrugs, finally getting up and heading for the door. "Nope. He went out with Mom. I guess he figured we had it covered." Giving Seb one last uncertain look, he goes outside to say goodbye to Rachel.

Kurt turns back to Sebastian and smiles at him. "Thanks for putting up with them, I know they're a lot to deal with."

Seb shrugs for probably the 80th time that night and steps closer to Kurt cautiously, settling one hand high up on Kurt's hip. Aside from a few jokes, heated glances, and fleeting touches at dinner, Sebastian had been the perfect gentleman all night. When he'd first caught on to what the taller boy was doing, Kurt had been torn between amusement and respect. The younger boy really was trying to do everything in his power to prove that he wasn't just looking for sex.

Smirking at him, Kurt puts his own hands up on Sebastian's shoulders and pulls him down. When he's close enough, Kurt leans up and kisses him gently, waiting to see how the King of One Night Stands would react. Seb pulls away quickly, trying to separate himself from the short, slender boy and Kurt frowns, releasing him. After a few awkward seconds, Kurt huffs.

"What the hell?"

Sebastian looks uncomfortable for the first time since they'd come into the house. "Sorry... I just... I don't think we should be..."

When it becomes clear that he has no plans to better explain himself, Kurt crosses his arms over his chest and takes a step back. "Let me get this straight, we went through the worst date ever and managed to have a good time anyway. Then we came here only to get ambushed by my crazy friends, which you also handled fine... But the second I go to kiss you, all the sudden you're not interested? Were you just trying to prove you could get through a date without thinking with your junk or what?"

Seb sighs, rubbing his hands over his eyes. "No! I want to date you. I want to try the whole 'boyfriends' thing... I'm just afraid that I won't be able to control myself if we start making out. I'm not used to limiting myself. Usually if I'm to the point of making out, it's as we take clothes off. I'm not sure how to do the whole 'innocent kissing' thing."

Kurt snorts, arms still crossed. "Oh trust me, you don't have to worry about that. I wouldn't do more than kiss tonight, no matter how awesome our first date was."

Sebastian lets out a relieved sigh. "First date implies you're still open to more dates in the future." Now knowing that he can trust Kurt to stop him if he gets carried away, Seb steps in closer to hold Kurt by the hips, sliding his hands back and pulling him closer.

As he bends down to kiss the smaller boy, he watches him carefully to make sure he's not about to get bitten. When their lips finally touch, Kurt relaxes his arms and reaches out to hold his new boyfriend by the biceps. Taking that for the permission that it is, Sebastian pulls him slightly closer and bites at Kurt's lower lip gently before running his tongue across it. Kurt gasps slightly at the move, opening his mouth enough for Sebastian to deepen the kiss as Kurt slides his arms back up around his shoulders, hands moving into Seb's hair.

They don't break apart until the door next to them opens again, Sam coming back in after making sure everyone but Rachel had gone. He laughs and puts his hands up in surrender. "Sorry! Don't let me interrupt. I'm just gonna go up and get ready for my shower. Just know that Finn will be back soon and he really shouldn't see this."

Kurt groans again but Sebastian leans in to peck another quick kiss on his lips before stepping back. "No, he's right. I should go anyway. I'm sure you have a nighttime skin thing you do, you seem like the type."

Sniffing delicately, Kurt answers, "Of course I do. I should finish about the time you get home, so call or text me when you do and we can talk about our next date. Who knows, maybe next time we can get two assholes fired."

Shaking his head at what Kurt Hummel considers a 'good date', Sebastian moves to go outside, stopping for one more quick kiss. Unfortunately they're just outside the door and Finn sees them, glaring until Sebastian clears his throat and leaves with a mumbled, "Call you when I get home."

As he's climbing into his car, Kurt smiles at him. Kurt speaks just as Finn opens his mouth, the smaller boy not even turning to face him. "Your first kiss with Rachel was while you were dating Quinn, and you came in your pants. Don't even start with me, Finn Hudson."

They both go back inside as Finn mumbles, 'Dunno why I tell you anything... always bites me on the ass' before growling out, "Fine. But I want the full story of what happened tonight... With the guy you got fired, not the personal stuff. If there's some asshole out there with a grudge, I need to know about it."

Kurt smiles at him, kissing his cheek as he walks past him and up the stairs. "I'll do you one better. Tonight I'll have him email me the video he shot, so you can see what the guy looks like and hear part of what he said. But it'll have to wait til tomorrow."

Looking smug, Finn calls up, "Deal!" before Kurt shuts his door.

As Kurt pulls off his clothes a layer at a time, inspecting them for damage from working on the car, he smirks to himself.

So, grandkids, huh?