Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, obviously. Although I'm very happy that the creators are giving both Samuel and Damian a chance. And that we get to see Brittany try to figure out what the hell Damian is saying…

A/n: And I came up with a new story… it's semi my head canon for why Blaine is a year behind Kurt, semi just the usual randomness that pops up for no reason. Enjoy!

Kurt hated days when Blaine wasn't at school – they were few and far between, but he was so used to having his boyfriend with him at school that Kurt almost couldn't stand it.

I miss you already, and it's only been one day. Kurt sent the text quickly, before his last period French class started so that Blaine would get it in time for the two of them to get together after school.

Kurt didn't really understand why Blaine had to see a doctor in Cleveland; the older boy had explained that he had been sick when he was little, and that was why he was a year behind Kurt in school despite being four months older. But there was never any elaboration about exactly what had been wrong with him, and whenever Kurt asked any questions about Blaine's semi-annual trips to Cleveland the older boy found a way to evade the question and change the subject.

French was over quickly enough, but when Kurt checked his phone there wasn't a message from Blaine. Which was odd, because Blaine was generally good about responding to messages and his appointment had been that morning. Kurt shook it off as he hurried to the choir room for glee rehearsal; for all he knew, Blaine's appointment might have been pushed back or delayed. That happened a lot with specialists, as Kurt had learned from his father's cardiologist appointments – even one unexpected occurrence with a patient could push a doctor's schedule back hours if it was serious enough. Still, Kurt kept his phone in his hand and turned it from silent to vibrate as he waited for Mr. Schue to join them.

"Alright everyone, settle down… we have a lot to do today to prepare for Sectionals in a couple of weeks. Kurt, where's Blaine?" Kurt slid his phone into his pocket quickly, forcing a smile.

"Doctor's appointment… he'll be back tomorrow."

"Everything okay?"

"It's just a check-up. No big deal." Kurt watched as Mr. Schuester nodded, before he started passing out the sheet music they were working on.

"Alright… well, let's get started. We don't have any time to waste."

It wasn't very easy for Kurt to keep his mind on what was going on; Kurt knew that no matter what, Blaine shouldn't have been with the doctor for that long. As soon as Mr. Schuester dismissed the club, Kurt had his phone out of his pocket dialing Blaine's number quickly.

"Hello?" Kurt hadn't expected to hear Blaine's mother on the other end.

"Mrs. Anderson? It's Kurt… can I talk to Blaine?"

The moment of silence that followed his question wasn't what Kurt had expected, and it worried him. "Blaine isn't really in a position to talk right now, Kurt."

"But everything's okay, right? I'm just worried because he didn't respond to my text message earlier, and that's not normal for Blaine…"

"I know, sweetie. We aren't completely sure what's going on just yet… Dr. Kier just wants to run a few more tests before we go, and we'll know more in a couple of days."

"Is he… is he sick again?" Kurt asked. He leaned against a row of lockers, not totally realizing how he had gotten down the hall.

"We don't know anything yet… Dr. Kier is just being a little more thorough than usual because it's been a while since they did a full work-up." Kurt wasn't sure if he believed what Blaine's mother was telling him, but he didn't have any choice but to accept it for the moment.

"Will you have Blaine call me when he's done?"

"Of course, Kurt. I should go… I need to talk to the doctor. I'll have Blaine call you as soon as he can." Kurt sighed when he realized that his boyfriend's mother had hung up on him. The nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach told Kurt that she wasn't telling him everything she knew.

Kurt drove home without his music on, focusing the drive rather than what was going on in Cleveland. There wasn't really anything he could do about Blaine's current situation except wait and see what would happen.

"Everything alright, Kid?" Kurt hadn't even realized that he was just sitting in the front seat of his car with the engine turned off until his father knocked on the window. Kurt shook his head and grabbed his bag to get out of the car.

"Everything's fine, Dad. I'm just a little distracted today."

"Well come inside… Carole's making dinner early tonight so that Finn and Rachel can go to some movie she's been dying to see. And she's making vegetarian tacos." Kurt followed his father into the house, running up the stairs and dropping his messenger bag in his room before he went back downstairs to see if there was anything he could do to help Carole with dinner.

It was almost eight before Kurt heard anything from his boyfriend, but it was just a text message.

I need to talk to you. Tomorrow morning before school?

Kurt bit down on his bottom lip as he read the boy's words. That didn't sound good; Blaine would have called him under normal circumstances.

Yeah, okay. Seven-thirty work?

Kurt went back to his homework as he waited to hear from Blaine again, but he only got through one paragraph of his history textbook before his phone rang again.

Yeah… that works. Love you.

Love you too.