Help, Is Only A Mentor Away...

A/N: Just a new Fic I thought might be interesting. I've always wanted to explore in more detail, Blaine being Kurt's mentor... Below this AN is a small summary and the characters. It's only a short chapter, but if I get enough interest, I might add more, and make it multi-chapter. I do not own Glee, or any of it's affiliates. I only own my own characters, and ideas... JusticeIsn'tEasy0083. D.

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Summary: Blaine Anderson is a mentor at Westerville Youth Centre. He helps teenagers who experience all sorts of life problems... But his life is about to be thrown upside down, when he meets Kurt Hummel... and falls madly in love with him. But here's the thing... Mentor's aren't supposed to fall in love with their charges...

Characters: Fuinn, Klaine, Puckleberry, Brittana, New Directions, Warblers, Burt, Carole, Mr. and Mrs. Anderson plus many more.

Chapter One: When We First Met

"Homo"

Another shove, into a row of lockers, the sound echoing down the almost empty hallway, reverberating off of the walls, and resonating back in the centre of the room. Tina didn't even flinch as Kurt stumbled to regain his composure. They were heading to Glee, decidedly, against Kurt's better judgement, he'd agreed to go. He'd quit Glee at the start of the year, but apparently, Rachel was having none of it, insisting that Kurt show up. He'd deliberately skipped the last few Glee meetings, mostly because of the whole Rachel-Puck-Mercedes diva off that was about to happen. Apparently, they all wanted a chance to shine, and once again, the drama was centred on Rachel and Mercedes. Also, Kurt had to hide the fact that he'd gotten thinner and the cuts on his wrists, from his "friends". It's not like they'd notice if it hit them in the face Kurt thought, as he took a seat at the back of the choir room.

Finn entered the room with Puck and Quinn, each taking their respective seats, none bother to acknowledge Kurt. Good! Fuck all of you! He didn't need attention. Attention led to questions and caring and he knew that nobody in this school did that. Finn hadn't even noticed anything different about him after his attack, which nobody other than Santana knew about, because she was the only one who cared, but had been sworn to secrecy by Kurt. She's promised not to tell, but wanted something in return, and that was for Kurt to go to her Youth Group with her. He'd reluctantly agreed, and their first meeting for the year was tonight, in Westerville. Kurt groaned at the thought of driving two hours to a stupid meeting with other kids, who he couldn't give a shit about, telling people they don't even know their problems. Kurt was only going, because he didn't want the others to find out about the attack, and to support Santana, who had just come out, and was finding it hard to deal with things. The rest of ND filed into the room, each taking their seats, Santana and Brittany taking a seat either side of Kurt. No one seemed to notice that they'd been hanging out more, then again, when did anyone at McKinley ever notice any of them? Mr. Schuester had begun talking about Regional's, having already won their sectionals. Kurt rolled his eyes as Rachel got up to talk about herself for five minutes...before pulling out his phone to distract himself with angry birds. Technically, he's not meant to be here. He did quit at the beginning of this year, but no one seemed to care, like he said before.

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As soon as Glee had finished, Kurt, Santana and Brittany linked arms, and walked out towards Kurt's Navigator. They climbed in, and Kurt sped off towards Westerville, trying to think of all the lies he could come up with that wouldn't have people asking him dumb questions or trying to get to know him. This better be worth it, or she may as well tell the whole school what Karofsky did, not that they'd believe her... he thought as he turned onto the highway and headed towards Westerville.

At four pm, Kurt pulled up outside the Youth Centre, and climbed out, waiting for the girls, before entering the dilapidated building. On the inside, it looked brand new. It had everything... as opposed to the ugly brick exterior Kurt had noticed on the way in. A girl behind the reception desk named Tayla (they wear nametags? Is this some kind of asylum?), looked up happily, greeting Santana and Brittany, before turning her attentions to Kurt.

'Hi, welcome. Santana said that you'd be joining us. I just need you to fill this paperwork out, and hand it back when you're done, and I'll give you your membership pack, and mentor. Santana, Jill is waiting for you, Britt, you can stay with him if you like,' Tayla said as Brittany and Kurt took the seats, to fill out paperwork

'She's awesome isn't she? The people here are all really nice, and they care about you. I wonder who your mentor will be.' Brittany asked, looking around excitedly

'I really don't care Britt. I won't be telling anyone else about the attack, I don't care who they are,' Kurt said, ticking a couple of boxes

'Don't be so down Kurt. You never know, you might find something you like here,' Brittany replied, as Kurt stood to return the paperwork to the desk

Fifteen minutes later, (there was six pages of questions) Santana had returned, and Kurt was "officially" joined up, and assigned a mentor, who Tayla had run off to get. Brittany was talking animatedly with another young girl whilst Santana watched her girlfriend, a small smile on her lips. Kurt had begun to wonder whether or not Santana had anything to do with this, but figured that she couldn't have planned this, anymore than Kurt could have anticipated it. He leant against the wall, waiting for Tayla to return with his "mentor" (Fuck, I must be crazy), Kurt thought looking up when Santana nudged him, to see Tayla standing beside another boy, Kurt's age, but shorter with dark, curly, but gelled back, hair, wearing black jeans and a Paramore T-Shirt. Kurt took in the other boys appearance... he was beautiful, his eyes, his lips... Kurt shook his head to get rid of the thoughts, and wacked Santana, who was smirking at him. Bitch, she totally set this up. I'm going to be humiliated! Tayla smiled cheerfully, again.

'Blaine Anderson, this is Kurt Hummel. I'm putting you two together because you're both the same age, in the same year, and have alot in common. Welcome again Kurt. Santana, Britt, follow me,' Tayla said, winking at Kurt before walking off

'So, how does this thing work boss? Tell me please, because I honestly won't read anything in this pack,' Kurt said, shoving it unceremoniously into his bag, before looking up at Blaine again

'It's Blaine, and why don't we go to the common room?' Blaine said, cheerfully (seriously?)

'Righto boss, lead the way!' Kurt replied, following Blaine in the opposite direction of Santana and Brittany

The common room was painted a horrid blue colour, and Kurt couldn't help but crinkle his nose at the sight. Blaine merely chuckled, and led Kurt to a quiet corner, sitting on the couch, before gesturing to Kurt to join him. Reluctantly, he did, scooting all the way to the other end, so that he wasn't touching Blaine, and Blaine couldn't reach out and touch him. For a Monday afternoon, the centre was rather quiet, and that included the silence between him and Blaine, who was looking at him oddly, like he was enamoured or amazed by what he saw, blushing adorably (really Kurt, adorably? You're not here to make friends) when Kurt caught him. The silence was prolonged, until Kurt's phone chimed with a message...

From: Finn Hudson-Hummel

Where r u? U okay dude?

Kurt sighed, not looking at Blaine as he typed back a reply to his daft step-brother. Don't get him wrong, he loves Finn, as a brother, but the boy can be so blind sometimes, it's makes Kurt want to bang him over the head with something, until he finally understands.

To: Finn Hudson-Hummel

Out with friends, I'm fine. Be home at 7.

'Someone special?' Blaine asked, suddenly as Kurt pocketed his phone

'Nope, my annoying step-brother! So, what's the deal?' Kurt asked, gesturing between the two of them.

'I'm here to help you, in whatever way possible. So, how about I start by telling you some things about me... my name is Blaine, I attend Dalton Academy here in Westerville, I'm a senior, lead singer of the Warblers which is Dalton's show choir, my parents are awesome, I don't have any siblings, I'm not currently in a relationship, and I've never had sex, not that it matters, but... yeah. Anyway...'

'Ooo-Kay then... Kurt, William McKinley High in Lima, senior, father and step-mother and dim-witted step-brother named Finn. I'm the only one out at my school, and I'm, uh... still a, ah, v-v-virgin,' Kurt replied, internally kicking himself for stumbling over the easiest lie in his mind, and also for telling Blaine that he's gay

'Okay, good start. I'm going to give you my number and address in case you need anything outside of Youth Group. Well, I need sugar. Care to join me in raiding the kitchen?' Blaine asked standing and holding his hand out for Kurt.

Kurt stood, but didn't take the hand. He followed Blaine down the hall and into a large, spacious kitchen...

It was just on seven when Kurt arrived home, having dropped off Britt and Santana. He trudged upstairs to his room, not bothering to greet his family members, dropping his bag onto the floor. Just as Kurt was about to start his French homework, his phone beeped in his pocket. It was a text from Blaine...

From: Blaine Anderson

C u tomorrow Kurt. It was nice meeting u xBlaine

To: Blaine Anderson

U 2 and I will c u tomorrow. Thanks. Kurt. x.

Kurt threw his phone onto his bed, and for the first time in months, since the attack, he smiled a genuine smile. Maybe Blaine is the thing that I need to heal and move on? Kurt thought, falling back onto his bed and staring at the ceiling. It would take a long time for Kurt to fully recover, but meeting Blaine had given him hope that maybe, someday, he could be happy again, and maybe, in the midst of it all, he would get Blaine as a boyfriend... maybe...

In his dorm room at Dalton, Blaine couldn't stop thinking about Kurt, the blue-eyed angel. Kurt, amazing, beautiful, single, totally one hundred percent gay! It's like a dream come true, he'd never thought to meet another gay boy in Ohio, even though there were a few at Dalton, they weren't really his type... he sighed at these thoughts... it's against the rules Blaine. Mentor's can't date their charges... you know that... his brain told him as he fell back against the cushions. Doesn't mean I can't flirt... Blaine thought, pulling out his phone to text Kurt.

To: Kurt Hummel

C u tomorrow Kurt. It was nice meeting u xBlaine

Blaine's breathing hitched as he sent the text. He didn't know if it sounded desperate or creepy or- Blaine smiled when he received a reply...

From: Kurt Hummel

U 2 and I will c u tomorrow. Thanks. Kurt. x.

What does that mean? Blaine thought to himself. Is Kurt interested in him? Does he have a chance with the blue-eyed angel? Figuring he'd leave it till tomorrow, Blaine shut his phone off, and returned to his math homework... Wes and David will be able to help me figure this out, and besides, I think I deserve to be happy after everything I've been through, and I'm quite willing to break the rules to do it... no more dapper Blaine Anderson... he thought, grinning at himself as he tried to turn his focus to his schoolwork, but couldn't get Kurt out of his head...

A/N: Soooooooo... thoughts? JusticeIsn'tEasy0083. D.