Title: Just Like a Tattoo.
Characters: Kurt, Blaine, Chandler, Sebastian, Mercedes, Karofsky, Finn and Rachel. Others may be mentioned or make brief appearances.
Rating: "M" for later chapters.
Summary: After Kurt finds out who his soul mate is, will it change his life? After all, he already has a boyfriend. A new teacher starts at McKinley and has no idea what he's set himself up for. Karofsky gets a surprise that might ruin his reputation. Sebastian has a slight obsession with Kurt. How far will he take that obsession?
Warning(s): Mentions of self-harm, drug taking, sex and abuse. Strong insults.
Author's Note: I'm sorry for any grammar or spelling errors. English is unfortunately not my first language so there may be some mistakes. I'm studying the language though, so I am getting better (hooray!). Also, the English I'm learning is British English so I'm sorry if I mess up and something doesn't sound so American-like. Please enjoy and review, if you wouldn't mind! :) AU!

Chapter 1:

"The Name's Revealed"

On a teenager's seventeenth birthday they receive something in the post. This "something" will apparently change their lives forever. It's their birth certificate. Everyone receieves this certificate on their birthday because it contains an important piece of information. This document contains the name of your soul mate. Everyone's soul mate is decided on the very same day of their birth so it can be written on the document immediately. These documents are hidden away until the person they are about is old enough to view them. Soul mates are the people you are destined to spend the rest of your life with. To love, take care of, protect and be with until the end of days. They are supposed to be your everything - complete you. According to legends that have spread around the country, as soon as you find out the name of your mate, you will feel half empty until you find them. Also, that every relationship you enter with someone who isn't your mate will be doomed to fail. Crash and burn. How great. To remind people of this, it's the law that on that birthday after you've found out your soul mate's name, you have to get their name inked onto your wrists to remind you who you belong to. Kurt Hummel didn't believe in all of that though. He thought soul mates were rubbish. Yeah, sure, he'd follow through with the process, but only because it was the law. He didn't want to and he certainly wasn't happy about it.

Kurt has had quite a hard life. Well, he's still having one thanks to the amazing place that is high school. His entire life he's been playing the role of the high school underdog and glee club loser. He's the only 'out' gay kid in his small minded hometown Lima, Ohio, and that certainly isn't helping him in school. He's gay, a countertenor, addicted to fashion (sometimes even female fashion since he believes that fashion has no gender) and he's the main bullying target of one of the most homophobic and popular jocks in the school: Dave Karofsky. What a great life. He gets by though knowing that he's superior to them and will one day be in the great New York City on Broadway and also hopefully in the fashion business also. He actually has dreams. He doesn't want to be one of those people who drop everything to go and search for their soul mate only to end up all alone with a dozen cats or birds. Kurt is more than happy with his current boyfriend, Chandler. He doesn't need a soul mate. Both had promised each other that it wouldn't matter if they weren't each other's soul mate, or who their soul mate was; they'd always be together because they were in love. Well, falling in love at least.

Kurt was anxious though. He just didn't want the name of one Dave Karofsky to appear on the page, or any of his no-brained-sheep-like-minions for that matter. They certainly were not getting inked onto Kurt's wrist. Only over his dead, well dressed, body. Also, he was worried if the person was someone he or Chandler actually already knew. Wow that would be super awkward. If he was lucky enough, this person would be on the other side of the world with no idea how to speak English so they wouldn't dare looking for him.

This was it. The waiting and wondering would finally be over in roughly five minutes. Today was Kurt Elizabeth Hummel's seventeenth birthday and the certificate was due to arrive in five short minutes. Great. Kurt was currently sitting on a chair that was facing the front door of his house. He had been sitting there for almost an hour. Carole and Burt were out on a date and Finn was at Rachel's house helping her to find a way to convince Mr Shuester that they should perform a more glamorous number at their next competition. Or at least that's what Kurt thought they were doing. He didn't really listen to what Rachel was ranting about, he was too busy imagining shoving a sock into her mouth and beating her with a DKNY purse.

Kurt glanced up at the clock that was to his right hanging on the wall. 10, 9, 8, 7... "Oh Gaga, come on already!" Kurt thought to himself as he slowly started to rise off the chair. His feet, which were hidden in a pair of the newest, beautiful, Dr Martens, were now practically making holes in the floor and his hands were clinging to the seat. 3, 2, 1... Now! Kurt pushed himself up and ran to the door. Just as he got there, in came the white envenlope. He wasted no time in snatching it from the hands which were posting it and ran to his room downstairs. Even though he was alone in the whole house, his room seemed like the perfect place to be to open this.

Kurt practically tore the envelope open and unfolded the fancy paper as soon as he slammed the door shut. Walking over to his vanity where his iPhone and skin care products were currently laying, he scanned over the certificate and tried to find the "soul mate" section. Once his mini-journey was complete, he sat down on the chair in front and turned his body to face the mirror, his head never leaving it's position so he was still reading the document. There it was.

"Full name: Kurt Elizabeth Hummel.
Date of birth: May 27, 1993. 18:07 P.M.
Parents: Burt Hummel. Elizabeth Hummel.
Soul mate: Blaine Anderson."

Blaine Anderson.

Who?

"Pretty name though," Kurt thought. This is the name that will be tattooed on him overnight when he's sleeping. That's always how the process goes. You go to sleep and wake up with a tattoo. A painful tattoo as well, apparently. Oh joy.

"Who do I tell first?" Kurt asked himself. "Dad?.. No, he'll just give me an unnecessary pat on the back and a weird speech and he'll tell Carole who'll also give me a speech. Chandler? Gaga no! I can't just phone him and be like 'Hey babe, I found out the name of my soul mate. It's not you. See you later!', it'd be awkward... Mercedes it is then!"

After quite a long debate with himself, Kurt grabbed the phone off of his vanity and called Mercedes' number. She was his best friend. She was the first one he came out to and has always stuck with him and helped him get through all of the hard times, especially his father's heart attack which happened at the start of the year. Mercedes never judged him and she was there to listen. Also, she was a fellow member of their high school, William McKinley High School's, glee club - The New Directions. Both of them were divas and proud. Even though they were quite different, they made everything work. A few seconds of the chorus of "R.E.S.P.E.C.T." played and that all too familiar voice flowed throught the speaker which instantly brought a smile to Kurt's face.

"Hey white boo, happy birthday hun!" Mercedes cheerfully greeted.
"Hey 'Cedes. Thanks. Listen, I wanted to call and say that I've found out the name of my soul mate... It's definitely a guy." Kurt replied, his voice getting a little shaky towards the end of the sentence. He didn't know why he doubted it.
"What? You didn't think it would be. Come on now! What's the lucky guy's name then?" She asked. Her sass instantly kicked in. Something Kurt loved about her.
"Knowing my luck Mercedes, I'm just happy it's not the creepy guy from the Lima Bean who thinks that it's acceptable to wear socks and sandals at the same time coming into work. Anyway, it's Blaine. Blaine Anderson. Know him?" Kurt inquired. He didn't know why, the short question just slipped through his lips without warning.
"Nah-uh. But I'm happy for ya boo. Imma search him, see if I can Facebook stalk him later."
"Yeah, you do that 'Cedes." He said in a mocking tone, "Just don't send any messages saying that you have a friend who's his soul mate. I know you girl. I'm not on the market anymore, I have a man."
"Whaaaat?" She asked him, a little chuckle slipping through her words. "I would never do that hunny. I know, I know. I'm just glad you're finally happy."
Kurt snorted. "Okay. Sure. Whatever. Me too 'Cedes, me too."

They spent about an hour on the phone talking before the gang got back home. Finn came bursting through the door first and both Burt and Carole came in half an hour or so later. Kurt told them about it and, as he expected, they all gave him an "I'm proud" speech. Finn on the other hand attempted to pull Kurt into a big bear hug. He quickly retreated though after receieving one of Kurt's more serious bitch glares he only puts on during special occasions. Mostly all of them to do with Finn. They seemed to forget all about Chandler then. Kurt had to remind them that he was already taken.

As the night rolled on, Kurt began to get tired. He was the second person of the house to go to bed. Tomorrow morning everything will be different for him. He'd have a stranger's name tattooed onto his wrists. Obviously he was going to borrow some make-up from Mercedes and cover it up, or just wear one of his in-season sweaters to make everything go back to normal.

The morning finally came and Kurt woke up to a sharp burning pain in his wrists. There were white bandages around them both. He decided to see what it looked like so he slowly peeled them off. There it was again. That name. Proving that this wasn't a dream. Written in black, bold ink:

Left wrist: Blaine. Right wrist: Anderson.

He was still worried about Chandler. Would he still want him after he's been branded with another man's name. After all, Chandler isn't going to be seventeen for another month so his wrists are clear. Kurt's once perfect and blank porcelain-like skin was now tainted with the name of his "soul mate". The very thing he didn't believe in. Oh great.

How could things get any worse?

Oh he had no idea...

A/N: Since the character of Kurt is supposed to be 19 or something now, this story is not based in 2012. I hope you guys liked it. Please do review, this is my first Glee fanfiction. :) This is going to have at least 10+ chapters so please do check back. I do hope to do regular updates but I'm currently on my summer holidays so I might be going away for a week very soon. Thank you for reading!