My Missing Puzzle Piece

~Chapter One~

"And this is the main foyer."

Dimetri Jacobs cast a bored eye around the spacious room his guide showed him to. His first day at Dalton Academy left much to be desired. Sure the school held architectural appeal with its spacious rooms and lavish furnishings, but it still resembled Dimetri's previous school much too close for comfort.

Blaine Anderson stood a few inches shorter than Dimetri. His uniform hung on him in perfect form, neatly pressed and clean. His tie impeccably knotted. His dark hair gelled to his head. The seamless presentation of an upperclassman ordered to show a new student the ropes. Dimetri found him stuffy and boring.

"Nice." He commented, for lack of anything more interesting to say. Stifling a yawn, he shoved his hands in his pockets.

"I trust you find your schedule adequate." Blaine continued, his voice holding an authoritative edge. "Seeing as you are from Annunciation, I doubt I need to stress the importance of keeping up your grades."

He nodded, not committing an answer. He doubted Blaine actually required one. The litany of expectations continued as Dimetri almost spaced out completely.

The shorter teen turned to him now. He gave him a once over with a critical eye, wrinkling his nose at the loosened tie at his neck. "You should return to your dormitory, to freshen up before your next class."

Dimetri flashed him a 100 watt smile. "Nah, I think I'm okay." His wavy, dirty blond hair hung freely to his shoulders. His white uniform shirt stuck out from under the dark sweater vest he wore and his pants still had lint covering them. He supposed they should be thankful his shoes came directly from the manufacturers because it left little room for him to do anything to them.

Opening his mouth to say something else, Blaine never made it that far. The heavy door opened and another student joined them in the deserted common room.

"Blaine!" he called breathlessly, coming to a halt next to the dark haired student. Dimetri cast an appraising eye over the new comer. He stood just a half inch shorter than Blaine, but not by much. His short brown hair parted over his left eye and he swiped his bangs away from his forehead with a frown. His eyes, Dimetri noted with much appreciation, were a light color between blue and green.

Blaine's stoic features quickly molded into a look of utmost affection, he took the other teen's arm with a steadying hand. His voice much softer now he greeted, "Kurt, look at you. What have you been doing?"

The other boy flushed, quickly straitening himself up. "I wanted to catch you between classes; you aren't exactly the easiest person to find."

"Ah…I've been showing our new student around today." He gestured to Dimetri.

Kurt turned his beautiful eyes towards him and Dimetri felt a refreshing flutter in his chest. "Oh…" he bit his lip, then his eyes widened, "Oh I'm so sorry! I just came in here an-"

"It's quite alright," Blaine soothed, Dimetri noted he still had a hand on the smaller boy's arm. "What can I do for you?"

Kurt blinked at him once more before turning back to Blaine. "I was hoping you could meet me before Warbler's practice…I have my solo picked out but I want to run it by you first, you know…to make sure it fits the mold."

Smiling at the brunette, Blaine answered. "I'd be honored to help you."

His shoulders slumped in relief. "Oh good. Thank you."

The two stood there, gazing into each other's eyes. Dimetri almost felt like he could be invisible. Not true. It seems as though Blaine held no intention of introducing him to his little friend. "Aren't you a pretty little thing?"

Both boys jumped and turned their stares in Dimetri's direction. Blaine's affronted, Kurt's curious.

Much better. He flashed Kurt his best smile and reached out a hand. "I'm Dimetri Jacobs."

A dark look from Blaine made Dimetri realize he had indeed over stepped his invisible boundary, but he never worried about such things.

"Kurt Hummel." The boy replied, reaching out tentatively to take his hand.

Dimetri grabbed the opportunity and brushed his lips over the brunette's knuckles in a chaste kiss. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

An adorable shade of pink spread across Kurt's fair complexion as he pulled his hand back, holding it against his chest. Then after a moment, he let out an embarrassed little squeak. "Nice to meet you too…" he cast a wary smile in Blaine's direction. "I hope you like it here, at Dalton."

Dimetri took a step forward, bowing slightly so he could gaze into Kurt's wide eyes. "Oh, I like it already." He replied with a wink that made that rosy color darken even more. Truly adorable.

Blaine cleared his throat. "Well, we really must be getting on with the tour." He smiled apologetically to Kurt, "I'll see you later, okay?"

Nodding, Kurt offered him a small guarded smile. He cast another wary look in Dimetri's direction and then squared his shoulders strutting off back out of the main room. Much more confident than when he entered.

"He's precious." Dimetri mused out loud, reveling in the stoic expression of his guide.

"He's not available." Blaine muttered, crossing his arms.

Dimetri stuffed his hands in his pockets and rolled back on his heels. "Oh yeah? He your boyfriend?"

Blaine opened his mouth to answer but then shut it again.

"So he's not?" Dimetri loved the anger seething off the prim and proper upperclassman. "What's the Warblers anyway?"

"The schools show choir." He shot him a side-ways glare. "We aren't accepting new members right now."

Laughing Dimetri shrugged, "That's cool, I can't carry a tune to save my life anyway."

That information seemed to please Blaine. He perked up remarkably for the rest of their tour.

By the time lunch came around, Dimetri wanted nothing more than to disappear for the remainder of the day. The students at Dalton received him enthusiastically enough. But none of it felt real. There must be some rule that you have to befriend new people. He snorted at the thought.

After his morning tour with Blaine, it became crystal clear the two of them wouldn't be seeing eye to eye on anything. Not that Dimetri really cared. He never had much patience for making friends in the first place. They took too much work and never turned out the way he wanted them too.

A passing student offered a high-five to him. Dimetri eyed the student suspiciously and the offer rescinded itself.

Dimetri briefly considered entering the lunch line. From what Blaine described, the food at Dalton surpassed normal standards. But he caught sight of Kurt across the cafeteria, and immediately deterred.

Striding over to the brunette, Dimetri ignored the other students and their ridiculous attempts for his attention. He only had eyes for the little doe eyed boy sitting by himself.

"Hi!" Dimetri greeted as he invited himself to the table. "Fancy meeting you here."

A fork full of lettuce stopped on its way to Kurt's mouth. "Um…hi." He greeted back blinking curiously at Dimetri. He took the bite of salad before setting the utensil back on his plate.

Regarding the sparse pile of greens his classmate considered a meal, Dimetri smiled. "We met this morning."

Rolling those lusciously lashed eyes, he replied "Yes, I remember you." He smoothed his napkin on the table by his plate, before resting his cheek on the same hand. An amused little smile appeared on his face.

"Well I am flattered."

"Mmm…" He replied.

Dimetri enjoyed watching Kurt give him a once over. He enjoyed it even more when the brunette leaned forward unconsciously. He resisted the urge to ask him if he liked what he saw.

"Dimetri is an unusual name." Kurt observed softly, tapping a finger to his lips. He cocked his head to the side and smiled so it dimpled on his right cheek. "Where does it come from?"

Grinning, he answered, "Greek actually, means from the Goddess of the Earth."

"Interesting."

"And Kurt…" Dimetri purred, leaning forward, "is French…or from Old France and means courteous."

"Very insightful." Kurt answered, still smiling sweetly at him.

"That being said, it would be very courteous of you, Kurt, to offer to show me around this weekend."

His eyes widened for a moment as he tugged his bottom lip between his teeth. Letting his eyes fall down to his plate, Kurt replied "You are very forward."

"I am." He agreed. "It's one of my more charming qualities."

"And the less charming ones?" He asked, raising his chin so his eyes met Dimetri's again.

"I'm impulsive." He answered as he leaned across the table and pecked Kurt on the cheek. When he settled back into his seat he noted with much satisfaction that he earned himself a blush.

Pressing his lips together, he mumbled an "Oh."

"And extremely stubborn, so I wouldn't recommend turning the idea down."

That awarded him another eyebrow quirk. But the amused little smile led Dimetri to believe Kurt found him intriguing.

They sat in silence for a moment. Kurt dropping his eyes back to his partially finished lunch. When he finally gazed back up, Dimetri gave him his best cheesy grin. The brunette laughed and it sounded melodious to his ears.

"Sooooo?" he drawled, "Is that a yes? Or should I add I'm also insanely impatient."

Kurt's shoulders actually slumped a bit. "I don't know."

"I'm not above begging."

"Hey." A familiar voice interrupted.

Dimetri fought the urge to grimace as prim and proper Blaine Anderson sat down on Kurt's left side. Totally uninvited.

Kurt turned his heated glaze towards their new arrival. "Hi." His face still held the remnants of the blush, something that made Dimetri extremely happy.

Blaine raised an eyebrow in Dimetri's direction.

Rocking back in his chair, he grinned at him. "Well hello, Blaine! To what do we owe the honor bestowed upon us by your prescience?"

"I'm sorry I'm late." Blaine told Kurt, completely ignoring Dimetri. "I had to drop off my attendance report to housing."

"Are we expelling anyone today?" Kurt questioned more out of politeness than interest Dimetri noted when the blue eyes slid from Blaine back over to him.

Blaine turned in his seat, edging a little closer, snapping Kurt's attention back to him completely. "Not today. But I hear there is a scandal coming to light involving one Carl Fuentas."

Much to Dimetri's annoyance, that perked Kurt's interest. "What did he do?"

Casting a lazy smile over at Dimetri, Blaine leaned to whisper the answer to Kurt.

Practically squealing with excitement, Kurt put his hand on Blaine's arm, "You're kidding!"

"No. Cross my heart." He made the symbol on his chest. His cheesy grin made Dimetri's stomach roll uncomfortably. He laughed, and then actually turned to regard Dimetri. "Carl is a member of the Warblers." He stated, as if that meant something to him.

"Naturally." Dimetri answered. He leaned forward on his elbows. "So, Kurt about this weekend?"

Kurt opened his mouth to answer him but Blaine put his hand over the one resting on his arm.

"Oh!" He laughed so loud that a few students at a neighboring table turned their attention to them. "I just remembered! I got those tickets, for Hairspray."

Kurt blinked, furrowing his brow in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

"Your brother mentioned last weekend that he and Rachel were going to see it, remember? And then you said you'd always wanted to see it."

"Oh." He still sounded vaguely confused. "I forgot about that."

Blaine's face actually fell, Dimetri thought he resembled a kicked puppy perfectly.

"But!" Kurt clapped, "I would love to see it!"

Blaine sighed with relief. "Oh good, cause I'd hate to have to take anyone else."

Dimetri grinded his teeth at the blush Blaine got, so close to his own. This guy definitely seemed smooth, but time would be the judge of who ranked higher in the smoothness category.

Kurt smiled sweetly at him then turned to Dimetri. "I'm sorry. Maybe I can show you around next weekend?"

"Show him around?" Blaine asked, raising his eye brows in question, "I'm sure I can find someone who wouldn't mind doing it this weekend." His lips fought to not smile, but they failed.

"Even better!" Kurt replied, clapping his hands again.

Dimetri glowered at Blaine. "Gee…that's so nice of you."

His sarcasm did not go unnoticed as Kurt quickly sobered up and offered a guilty little smile.

"It's no trouble at all." Blaine answered the smugness in his voice not a flattering quality in the slightest. He put his arm around Kurt's shoulders. "We have to look out for our fellow new students right?"

Beaming at him, Kurt sneaked a glance at his watch. "I need to go, I told Mr. Graves I would come to class a little early. I have to ask him some questions about our assignment."

Blaine nodded. "Okay." He gave the smaller teen's shoulder a squeeze before releasing him. "I'll see you tonight at practice then."

"Yes." Rising to his feet, Kurt quickly gathered his dishes. "Enjoy the rest of your day." He said to Dimetri offering him a shy smile before escaping the cafeteria.

Both boys smiled after him. Their twin grins sunk in unison to mirrored frowns. But Blaine was the first to speak. "I told you, he's off limits."

"Seemed pretty on limits to me." Dimetri's frown melded back into his customary cocky grin.

Blaine's nostrils actually flared, the only indication of his rising anger. "Look I get it, okay? I was the new guy once too. You think you are hot stuff or whatever and that you can do whatever meets your fancy."

"More like whoever."

His hands actually came down on the table. "Leave Kurt out of this."

"Why? He's obvious part of your problem with me."

Taking a deep breath, Blaine rubbed the back of his neck. "My problem with you is your obvious disrespect for authority. And I don't want that kind of influence around Kurt, end of story."

Dimetri gave him a crooked smirk. "You think he is easily influenced? I think I like him even more now."

Blaine was floundering. Dimetri would feel bad for the guy if he didn't find him an arrogant little prick. "I looked at your record." He said forcefully, "You should be more worried about not getting yourself kicked out than on making trouble for anyone else."

"I'll take my chances." Dimetri answered, stretching his arms over his head and yawning. "But I appreciate your concern." His sarcasm sounded harsh even to his own ears. He got to his feet, loosening his tie a bit more, just to enjoy Blaine's annoyance. "And don't worry about Kurt, I think he can handle himself."

With that, Dimetri left Blaine to his internal turmoil and made his back into the Dalton Academy halls. Perhaps he would be graced with Kurt's presence in one of his afternoon classes.