Ok! Well this is my first KLAINE fic, but my third fanfic. So was I the only one, or did none of the New Directions, aside from Blaine, notice that that slushy was meant for Kurt? I mean, throughout the whole ep they didn't talk about it, not even Blaine. I half expected Kurt to at least say 'that slushy was meant for me, not you, Blaine.' Or something! Anyway, this fanfc is I guess a 'what if' story, so enjoy! Oh! And review! This will probably be at least 3 or so chapters long, maybe.

CHAPTER ONE

Doing a number with the Warblers again wasn't supposed to be like this. Blaine thought that if he ever got the chance to do another number with them again it'd be fun and afterwards they'd talk about the old times and some of them would try and persuade him to come back and he's simply state, 'My heart belongs in McKinley now, sorry,' but now here he was with the New Directions having a MJ sing off in a parking structure. The Warblers giving him dirty looks and he was sending them right back.

It had all been going smoothly, dancing and singing around each other, nothing too pushy, they were coming close to the end of the song, everyone staring the competition down, no one really noticing the brown paper bag until it was too late. Orange slushy flew directly into Kurt's face and Blaine watched in horror as Kurt started screaming in pain and rubbing his eyes. Blaine grew angry as he looked back at the one who threw it-Sebastian, who was wearing a very mocking smirk on his face. Blaine saw red as he marched over to the meerkat faced dick and punched him square in the nose, knocking him down to the ground. Everyone, except for Kurt, who was now on his knees trying to get whatever was in his eyes, which was not just slushy, out of his eyes, was looking at Blaine then to Sebastian with shocked expressions.

"What the hell is your problem?" Blaine yelled.

Sebastian was getting up on his feet while holding his now bleeding nose, but he still smirked, although it looked more like a grimace, "Calm down, man, it's just a slushy, and from what I hear about your school and your gay faced boyfriend over there, he's used to it."

Blaine was about to have another go at Sebastian for those comments, when he was held back by Mike and Puck, "That's my boyfriend, you dick! Don't talk about him like that!" He yelled as he struggled against the guys.

"And that was no ordinary slushy. What did you put in it?" Finn sneered from his position kneeling next to Kurt, trying to comfort him.

Blaine looked down at Kurt confused and heartbroken before looking back at Sebastian with fury, "What the hell did you do?" He seethed.

Sebastian just merely shrugged his hand still on his nose, "It's just a plain slushy, nothing special about it." He smirked.

Blaine struggled even more against the boys, but now they were having trouble keeping their tempers down, "You fucking liar! What did you do to him?"

"I threw a slushy in his face." Sebastian stated matter-of-factly, causing everyone who wasn't comforting Kurt to take a menacing step forward, which in turn caused to Warblers to take a cautious step back. Sebastian lifted his free hand in mock surrender, "Well, it looks like you have your hands full, so we'll just be on our way." He said as the Warblers began to disperse, some looking back with remorse, Trent almost having tears in his eyes from having seen a good friend be in so much pain.

Once the Warblers were gone, Blaine shrugged out of Mike and Pucks shielding arms and ran straight over to Kurt, "Kurt. Kurt, hey, baby, look at me, can you open your eyes?" Blaine asked softly as he put his hands on his boyfriend's shoulders.

Kurt shook his head, "It hurts…" He mumbled as he lifted his head to where he heard Blaine's voice. Everyone just gasped as they saw the redness around Kurt's eyes, and normal slushies don't do that.

Blaine was almost in tears, but he held them back so he could be strong for Kurt. "Hey, baby, do you think you could open just one eye for me, just one?"

Kurt nodded, "I-I can try." Kurt struggled to open at least one of his eyes and when he thought he succeeded in opening his left eye, he screamed in pain as the air hit his eye and caused more pain. He put his hands against his eyes and started rocking back and forth a bit.

Blaine shushed him as he took Kurt into his arms. He looked up at the others, "Call 911...I don't think Kurt can open his eyes." He mumbled. There were a few choked sobs before Quinn walked away from the group to call 911. They all stood around the couple and waited for the ambulance to come and take the injured countertenor to the hospital. Blaine kissed Kurt's forehead before looking at Finn, "I think you should call Burt, tell him what happened, but make sure he doesn't get too agitated, we don't want two people in the hospital." Finn just nodded, placing a comforting hand on Kurt's shoulder before getting up and fishing his cell phone out of his pocket.

"B-Blaine?" Kurt's soft voice came muffled from where his face was buried in Blaine's chest.

Blaine looked down at Kurt, "Yeah, Kurt?"

Kurt sniffled, "I-I'm scared…what if-what if I become blind? How will I become a Broadway star if I can't see?"

Blaine, along with the others, gave a soft chuckle and squeezed Kurt, "Well, I guess you'll be the first blind Broadway star to receive an Emmy because your voice can make people look past your faults and see the real you. They'll totally forget that you can't see and you'll become the greatest star there's ever been." Kurt chuckled. "But you won't become blind, Kurt, I know you won't. So don't worry, your career is safe, and I'll be with you all the way. I love you, Kurt; you're perfect no matter what happens." Blaine pressed another kiss to Kurt's forehead.

Kurt sighed and sagged further into Blaine's arms, exhaustion taking over him, "I love you too."

The others looked down at the couple, not wanting to ruin the moment, but Quinn had been off the phone for at least three minutes and needed to tell them that the ambulance was on the way. "Blaine, the ambulance will be here in a minute. They said to try and see if he could open his eyes one more time, if not they'll do so at the hospital." She informed him.

Blaine nodded. He squeezed Kurt's shoulders, "Hey, Kurt," He lifted Kurt's head, the boys eyes shut tightly, "Baby, do you think you could try and open your eyes again for me? Just try one more time and if it hurts too much then you can close them, ok?"

Kurt hesitated before nodding and sitting up straighter as if to concentrate on something difficult. It took a little while but Kurt finally managed to open his left eye to just a slit before he gasped at the sudden air that penetrated his eye. He closed it and bit his lip. "It-it hurts a little to open it, but not as much as before. I can try again."

Blaine just smiled, "That's okay, baby, you don't have to exert yourself." Sirens could be heard behind them and they all looked to see an ambulance and two police cars pull up by them. "Here that? Ambulance is here and they're going to make sure you're going to get better." Kurt laughed as Blaine helped him up off the floor and toward the paramedics that were heading their way. Blaine looked at Kurt dumbfounded, "What? What's so funny?"

Kurt chuckled and moved his head so he was facing Blaine face to face, "You're treating me as if I were a baby, Blaine."

Blaine blushed, "Well, I'm just worried-"

Kurt's hand came up and searched for Blaine's face and when he found it he caressed Blaine's cheek and rubbed his thumb over his cheek, "Blaine, I think it's sweet and I love it, I love you. Thank you for being the best boyfriend one could ask for."

Blaine smiled and squeezed Kurt's hand, "I love you too." He leaned down and pressed his lips against Kurt's for a quick sweet kiss.

The paramedics came up to them, "Excuse me, Sir, but we need to take him to the hospital."

Blaine looked at the paramedic and nodded before looking back at Kurt, "Ok, well they're going to take you now, Kurt, so I'll just meet you-" Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand, "Kurt?"

"Can-can you come with me in the ambulance?" Kurt asked quietly.

Blaine looked up at the paramedic, who sighed and nodded just wanting to get Kurt to the hospital, then back at Kurt, "Of course, Kurt, I'll be with you all the way."

Kurt smiled and let the paramedic take his other hand to lead him toward the ambulance with calls of "Get better, Kurt!" in the background from his friends.

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Weeeeelll? Should I continue or just give up now? Tell me! Or I'll think that no one read it! Thank you!