Glee Fic: More Precious Than Gold (10/?)
Title: More Precious Than Gold, part 10
Fandom: Glee
Summary: Blaine’s parrot, Pavarotti, always seeks out treasure for the young pirate. Pavarotti’s latest discovery baffles Blaine but that doesn’t stop him from stealing it.
Characters: Kurt/Blaine (eventually), Burt, Karofsky, the Warblers
Rating: PG this part
Spoilers: None.
Category: AU, action/adventure, drama,
Word count: 2,343 (this part)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters from Glee, I'm just using them to create a hopefully wonderful tale.
Notes: FInally got this part the way I wanted it to be. There won't be too many more chapters but I can't make an estimate yet. I'm pleased that there are still a few of you out there reading this and I hope you enjoy this part!!!
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9
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Life was good for the next couple of weeks. Kurt and Blaine spent every moment they could learning more about each other and at nights, they kissed until they fell asleep. Kurt didn’t want Blaine’s hands - or mouth - wandering ‘south of the equator’ until he was ready for more, which would be after he had told his father about the pirate. It was getting harder to tell Blaine to stop though; Kurt was beginning to realise just how good sharing himself with another person was going to be. It was quite scary too, sharing so much of himself with someone else, but at the same time, it was thrilling.
As they drew closer to Port Royal, Kurt became afraid of what his father would say. Would Burt disown him for wanting to be with Blaine? Kurt didn’t want to lose his father - they were all each other had had for so long. But two men being together… it was the most horrible thing that most men could think of.
Still, there was no turning back. But in the back of Kurt’s mind was the dilemma of what to do if Burt disapproved. Little did he know that that would be the least of his worries…
**********
Given that the Navy might be looking out for their ship, Blaine decided to drop anchor some distance out of the harbour. Then he, Kurt and a few others rowed the small boat into the harbour and docked alongside on of the long docks.
“I won’t be long,” Kurt promised as he climbed up the ladder to the dock.
“I know,” Blaine replied. “We’ll just collect some supplies and meet you back here.” He didn’t know how Kurt was going to react though when he found out about his father’s illness. If he had to wait for Kurt, then he would.
Kurt turned and grinned down at him; he was so eager to start his new life with Blaine. Then he set off at a job, wanting to see his father as soon as possible.
Blaine and his men waited for a minute before climbing out of the boat; they didn’t want to be seen in Kurt’s company for fear of arrest. However, they hadn’t counted on Karofsky’s men watching the harbour day and night for any sign of the Dalton.
Karofsky himself had been on watch today and when he had seen Kurt, he knew this was his chance. So after Kurt was gone, he and twelve soldiers went down to the dock to wait for the pirates to come ashore.
Blaine’s hand went immediately for his sword as he saw Karofsky but he hesitated when he saw the number of soldiers that were with the bigger man. “What do you want?” he growled.
“For you to leave now and never come back,” Karofsky stated, one hand resting on his own sword. His injured arm might hamper things but he would delight in taking the pirate down.
“We need supplies,” Blaine stated, not bothering to hide his dislike for the man. Besides, he wasn’t going to leave without Kurt.
“If you don’t leave now, I will have you arrested on charges of piracy, kidnapping and sodomy, and you will be executed,” Karofsky warned. “And I will also arrest Kurt for the last charge.”
Blaine’s eyes widened; he wouldn’t… “Why?”
Karofsky’s smile was creepy. “Which is it to be?” He knew that if Kurt was indeed involved with the pirate, he would become vulnerable because of Blaine’s sudden departure, which would enable Karofsky to swoop in and take revenge.
He couldn’t let Kurt be arrested, especially not under that charge, but he didn’t want to leave either. Blaine realised what Karofsky’s plan was: breaking Kurt’s heart by leaving without a word would be more devastating than a double execution. Plus, it would give Karofsky a chance to mess with Kurt’s mind - and body. But did he really have a choice?
Defeated for the moment, Blaine replied, “Fine, we’ll leave.”
“But--” came the objection from behind him - Jeff, it sounded like.
Blaine cut him off by raising a hand but he never took his eyes off his enemy. A plan was already forming in his mind though he didn’t let it show. Karofsky had won this battle but Blaine was not going to lose the war. “Men, get back on the boat. That’s an order,” he added when no-one moved.
Karofsky smirked as the pirates started climbing down into the small rowboat. “Wise choice. If you ever set foot here again, I’ll arrest you.”
“And if you harm Kurt in any way, I will make you pay,” Blaine promised solemnly. No-one was allowed to hurt his Kurt.
The smirk briefly faltered then reformed as Karofsky remembered there was no way for Blaine to make good on his threat. “We’ll see.” He turned and walked away, his men following him.
Blaine climbed down into the boat and stared at the shore as his men started to row.
“We’re not going to leave Kurt behind, are we?” Jeff asked. After all the trouble he had gone to, to get them together…
“Temporarily,” Blaine replied. There was a way to get Kurt back, he just had to work out the details.
As The Dalton prepared to leave, Blaine gave Pavarotti instructions to look after ‘his treasure’ until he could come back. Pleased that Blaine finally understood, Pav launched into the air and set off in search of Kurt.
On shore, Karofsky waited and watched until The Dalton set sail. Then he smiled to himself and walked away from the harbour, intending on setting his plan in motion.
He didn’t notice Pavarotti.
**********
Kurt had been surprised not to find his father in the workshop. Curious, and a little worried, he ventured into the house. “Father?” he called. No response.
A few seconds later, Carole Hudson came into view. “Kurt, you’re home!” Disregarding the fact that she didn’t know him all that well, Carole hugged Kurt tightly. “Your father will be so pleased.”
Kurt had stiffened at the touch and he drew away as soon as he could. “Where is he?” He was getting a very bad feeling about this…
“Oh, Kurt.” Tears formed in Carole’s eyes as she stood back. “Your father had a turn soon after you were taken. He’s barely responded to anyone since you’ve been gone.”
“No.” Kurt shook his head in denial. His father couldn’t be ill! He strode past Carole into the bedroom she had come from. There, lying in bed and deathly pale, was his father. Kurt’s hand flew to his mouth and his heart leapt in his chest. His father looked like he was dead rather than just some sort of sleep.
“I’ve been looking after him as much as I can,” Carole said from behind Kurt, “but I think his heart was broken when those pirates took you.”
Kurt slowly moved to Burt’s side and sat in the chair there before taking his father’s hand. “I’m home, Father. You can wake up now.”
There was no response. Kurt’s eyes filled with tears as he realised that his father wasn’t going to magically waken with his arrival. It also meant that he couldn’t leave with Blaine - at least, not yet. Not until Burt was better. No matter how long that might be.
He would wait a little while longer and then go to find Blaine. The pirate captain would understand, Kurt was reasonably sure of that… or, more accurately, he hoped. According to all the stories Kurt had read, if Blaine really loved him, he would wait.
Soon, he would find out.
**********
Karofsky waited for thirty minutes before venturing into the Hummel house. He said hello to Carole Hudson, who was cooking in the kitchen, and then went through to find Kurt.
The younger man looked up from his bedside vigil when he heard someone enter the room. However instead of Carole, he saw Karofsky. Immediately, Kurt stood and faced him, not wanting to give the Captain a further height advantage. “What are you doing here?” he asked harshly.
“My men were on watch for your pirate ship and they just reported to me that it had arrived,” Karofsky lied. “I wanted to see for myself that you were home safely.”
“Well, I am, so you can leave now,” Kurt bit out. His arms were crossed over his torso, unconsciously protecting himself from the soldier. He had taken his jacket off and was wearing only a thin shirt and trousers; the lack of layers made him feel vulnerable.
“They also told me that your pirate and his men left again immediately,” Karofsky stated. He hid a smile of victory as Kurt’s face fell.
Kurt felt fear grip his heart. “What?”
“The pirates have left,” Karofsky repeated. “Obviously, you meant nothing more than a dalliance.”
No, Blaine wouldn’t have left him! Kurt raced out of the room, pushing past Karofsky in the process, determined to find out whether the older man was telling the truth.
When Kurt got to the harbour and looked out to sea, he couldn’t see The Dalton at all. He knew exactly where the ship had been and it definitely wasn’t there now. Kurt looked desperately in all directions, trying to work out where it had gone, and caught a glimpse of a tiny speck travelling to his right.
Kurt ran back through the bustling harbour and around to the cliffs nearby. He ran and ran, trying to catch up to the ship, but to no avail. Kurt watched as the pirate ship disappeared from sight. His shirt flapped around his body, chilling him almost as much as the knowledge that Blaine had indeed left him.
Blaine had gone.
Kurt sank to the ground in disbelief. Blaine had promised that he wouldn’t leave without him. Why, then, had he left? Had Blaine really strung him along for fun and then just left him at the first opportunity? Or was something else at play here?
He thought back to all the moments he and Blaine had shared together. The pirate captain had seemed genuine in his words and actions, saying that it didn’t matter if they took things slowly. And they had told each other things that they hadn’t told anyone else. Surely that had meant something to Blaine?
Kurt cursed his inexperienced with friendships and relationships to know whether Blaine had been acting the whole time. Wouldn’t the other pirates have known if Blaine wasn’t genuinely interested and therefore not encouraged Kurt to begin something with the captain? Unless they were all acting and they did this all the time to people they kidnapped…
Tear silently trickled down his cheeks at the thought that he had been duped by the entire ship of pirates. More importantly, by Blaine. Kurt had never wanted to develop feelings for another man, knowing that he could never be with one, yet he had let himself like Blaine, and had come so close to being complete intimate with him. How could he have made such a mistake?
He felt like such a fool. A naïve, trusting fool. He had given Blaine his heart after such a short time and this was how he was repaid. Kurt wrapped his arms around himself as he tried to stop himself from letting his heartbreak out. The problem was, he had only felt this bad once before - when his mother died - and he had forgotten how wretched it was. So it was only a few more seconds before the sobs began.
Fortunately, no-one was nearby to hear them.
**********
What felt like hours later, the tears stopped. The wind was even more chilly than earlier, though that could just have been an after-effect of the crying. Kurt’s head ached from the intensity of the emotions he was feeling, his face felt puffy, and he didn’t know how he was going to face Carole like this. She would ask questions and he couldn’t answer them, not honestly anyway. And he definitely couldn’t go through the town; he should have brought a hat or something with him to hide his face. He would just have to wait a little longer until he looked presentable.
Hopefully, that would be before sunset.
**********
Some time later, Kurt made his way quickly home, trying to avoid looking at anyone. When he got there, Karofsky had fortunately gone and Carole was sitting by Burt’s side.
She glanced up when he stepped through the doorway. “Oh there you are,” Carole said, a look of relief on her face. “When you disappeared so suddenly, I was worried.”
“I just had… something to do,” Kurt stated, still too distressed to think up a convincing lie.
“Well, since you’re back, I’ll go get you something to eat,” Carole continued, rising from the chair. She smiled gently at Kurt as she passed him.
Kurt waited until he couldn’t hear her footsteps and then he sat down on the chair. His jacket was right where he left it, draped across the back of the chair, and he put it on, hugging it tightly around his body. He still felt so cold inside from the knowledge of Blaine’s departure.
After a few moments, he reached out to take Burt’s hand again. “Father, I really need you to wake up. Something happened while I was away and I really--” he forced his emotions down so that they wouldn’t overwhelm him again, “--really need your advice.”
There was no answer and Kurt was hard-put to stop the tears from falling. He wanted so much to talk to his father about Blaine but it didn’t seem very likely at the moment. And with Blaine gone, Kurt had no doubt that Karofsky would be making a nuisance of himself whenever he could. Life was certainly looking very bleak.
There was a tiny series of taps on the window and Kurt looked in that direction, not expecting to see anything. But in fact, there on the ledge, was… “Pavarotti?”
Part 11
Fandom: Glee
Summary: Blaine’s parrot, Pavarotti, always seeks out treasure for the young pirate. Pavarotti’s latest discovery baffles Blaine but that doesn’t stop him from stealing it.
Characters: Kurt/Blaine (eventually), Burt, Karofsky, the Warblers
Rating: PG this part
Spoilers: None.
Category: AU, action/adventure, drama,
Word count: 2,343 (this part)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters from Glee, I'm just using them to create a hopefully wonderful tale.
Notes: FInally got this part the way I wanted it to be. There won't be too many more chapters but I can't make an estimate yet. I'm pleased that there are still a few of you out there reading this and I hope you enjoy this part!!!
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9
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Life was good for the next couple of weeks. Kurt and Blaine spent every moment they could learning more about each other and at nights, they kissed until they fell asleep. Kurt didn’t want Blaine’s hands - or mouth - wandering ‘south of the equator’ until he was ready for more, which would be after he had told his father about the pirate. It was getting harder to tell Blaine to stop though; Kurt was beginning to realise just how good sharing himself with another person was going to be. It was quite scary too, sharing so much of himself with someone else, but at the same time, it was thrilling.
As they drew closer to Port Royal, Kurt became afraid of what his father would say. Would Burt disown him for wanting to be with Blaine? Kurt didn’t want to lose his father - they were all each other had had for so long. But two men being together… it was the most horrible thing that most men could think of.
Still, there was no turning back. But in the back of Kurt’s mind was the dilemma of what to do if Burt disapproved. Little did he know that that would be the least of his worries…
**********
Given that the Navy might be looking out for their ship, Blaine decided to drop anchor some distance out of the harbour. Then he, Kurt and a few others rowed the small boat into the harbour and docked alongside on of the long docks.
“I won’t be long,” Kurt promised as he climbed up the ladder to the dock.
“I know,” Blaine replied. “We’ll just collect some supplies and meet you back here.” He didn’t know how Kurt was going to react though when he found out about his father’s illness. If he had to wait for Kurt, then he would.
Kurt turned and grinned down at him; he was so eager to start his new life with Blaine. Then he set off at a job, wanting to see his father as soon as possible.
Blaine and his men waited for a minute before climbing out of the boat; they didn’t want to be seen in Kurt’s company for fear of arrest. However, they hadn’t counted on Karofsky’s men watching the harbour day and night for any sign of the Dalton.
Karofsky himself had been on watch today and when he had seen Kurt, he knew this was his chance. So after Kurt was gone, he and twelve soldiers went down to the dock to wait for the pirates to come ashore.
Blaine’s hand went immediately for his sword as he saw Karofsky but he hesitated when he saw the number of soldiers that were with the bigger man. “What do you want?” he growled.
“For you to leave now and never come back,” Karofsky stated, one hand resting on his own sword. His injured arm might hamper things but he would delight in taking the pirate down.
“We need supplies,” Blaine stated, not bothering to hide his dislike for the man. Besides, he wasn’t going to leave without Kurt.
“If you don’t leave now, I will have you arrested on charges of piracy, kidnapping and sodomy, and you will be executed,” Karofsky warned. “And I will also arrest Kurt for the last charge.”
Blaine’s eyes widened; he wouldn’t… “Why?”
Karofsky’s smile was creepy. “Which is it to be?” He knew that if Kurt was indeed involved with the pirate, he would become vulnerable because of Blaine’s sudden departure, which would enable Karofsky to swoop in and take revenge.
He couldn’t let Kurt be arrested, especially not under that charge, but he didn’t want to leave either. Blaine realised what Karofsky’s plan was: breaking Kurt’s heart by leaving without a word would be more devastating than a double execution. Plus, it would give Karofsky a chance to mess with Kurt’s mind - and body. But did he really have a choice?
Defeated for the moment, Blaine replied, “Fine, we’ll leave.”
“But--” came the objection from behind him - Jeff, it sounded like.
Blaine cut him off by raising a hand but he never took his eyes off his enemy. A plan was already forming in his mind though he didn’t let it show. Karofsky had won this battle but Blaine was not going to lose the war. “Men, get back on the boat. That’s an order,” he added when no-one moved.
Karofsky smirked as the pirates started climbing down into the small rowboat. “Wise choice. If you ever set foot here again, I’ll arrest you.”
“And if you harm Kurt in any way, I will make you pay,” Blaine promised solemnly. No-one was allowed to hurt his Kurt.
The smirk briefly faltered then reformed as Karofsky remembered there was no way for Blaine to make good on his threat. “We’ll see.” He turned and walked away, his men following him.
Blaine climbed down into the boat and stared at the shore as his men started to row.
“We’re not going to leave Kurt behind, are we?” Jeff asked. After all the trouble he had gone to, to get them together…
“Temporarily,” Blaine replied. There was a way to get Kurt back, he just had to work out the details.
As The Dalton prepared to leave, Blaine gave Pavarotti instructions to look after ‘his treasure’ until he could come back. Pleased that Blaine finally understood, Pav launched into the air and set off in search of Kurt.
On shore, Karofsky waited and watched until The Dalton set sail. Then he smiled to himself and walked away from the harbour, intending on setting his plan in motion.
He didn’t notice Pavarotti.
**********
Kurt had been surprised not to find his father in the workshop. Curious, and a little worried, he ventured into the house. “Father?” he called. No response.
A few seconds later, Carole Hudson came into view. “Kurt, you’re home!” Disregarding the fact that she didn’t know him all that well, Carole hugged Kurt tightly. “Your father will be so pleased.”
Kurt had stiffened at the touch and he drew away as soon as he could. “Where is he?” He was getting a very bad feeling about this…
“Oh, Kurt.” Tears formed in Carole’s eyes as she stood back. “Your father had a turn soon after you were taken. He’s barely responded to anyone since you’ve been gone.”
“No.” Kurt shook his head in denial. His father couldn’t be ill! He strode past Carole into the bedroom she had come from. There, lying in bed and deathly pale, was his father. Kurt’s hand flew to his mouth and his heart leapt in his chest. His father looked like he was dead rather than just some sort of sleep.
“I’ve been looking after him as much as I can,” Carole said from behind Kurt, “but I think his heart was broken when those pirates took you.”
Kurt slowly moved to Burt’s side and sat in the chair there before taking his father’s hand. “I’m home, Father. You can wake up now.”
There was no response. Kurt’s eyes filled with tears as he realised that his father wasn’t going to magically waken with his arrival. It also meant that he couldn’t leave with Blaine - at least, not yet. Not until Burt was better. No matter how long that might be.
He would wait a little while longer and then go to find Blaine. The pirate captain would understand, Kurt was reasonably sure of that… or, more accurately, he hoped. According to all the stories Kurt had read, if Blaine really loved him, he would wait.
Soon, he would find out.
**********
Karofsky waited for thirty minutes before venturing into the Hummel house. He said hello to Carole Hudson, who was cooking in the kitchen, and then went through to find Kurt.
The younger man looked up from his bedside vigil when he heard someone enter the room. However instead of Carole, he saw Karofsky. Immediately, Kurt stood and faced him, not wanting to give the Captain a further height advantage. “What are you doing here?” he asked harshly.
“My men were on watch for your pirate ship and they just reported to me that it had arrived,” Karofsky lied. “I wanted to see for myself that you were home safely.”
“Well, I am, so you can leave now,” Kurt bit out. His arms were crossed over his torso, unconsciously protecting himself from the soldier. He had taken his jacket off and was wearing only a thin shirt and trousers; the lack of layers made him feel vulnerable.
“They also told me that your pirate and his men left again immediately,” Karofsky stated. He hid a smile of victory as Kurt’s face fell.
Kurt felt fear grip his heart. “What?”
“The pirates have left,” Karofsky repeated. “Obviously, you meant nothing more than a dalliance.”
No, Blaine wouldn’t have left him! Kurt raced out of the room, pushing past Karofsky in the process, determined to find out whether the older man was telling the truth.
When Kurt got to the harbour and looked out to sea, he couldn’t see The Dalton at all. He knew exactly where the ship had been and it definitely wasn’t there now. Kurt looked desperately in all directions, trying to work out where it had gone, and caught a glimpse of a tiny speck travelling to his right.
Kurt ran back through the bustling harbour and around to the cliffs nearby. He ran and ran, trying to catch up to the ship, but to no avail. Kurt watched as the pirate ship disappeared from sight. His shirt flapped around his body, chilling him almost as much as the knowledge that Blaine had indeed left him.
Blaine had gone.
Kurt sank to the ground in disbelief. Blaine had promised that he wouldn’t leave without him. Why, then, had he left? Had Blaine really strung him along for fun and then just left him at the first opportunity? Or was something else at play here?
He thought back to all the moments he and Blaine had shared together. The pirate captain had seemed genuine in his words and actions, saying that it didn’t matter if they took things slowly. And they had told each other things that they hadn’t told anyone else. Surely that had meant something to Blaine?
Kurt cursed his inexperienced with friendships and relationships to know whether Blaine had been acting the whole time. Wouldn’t the other pirates have known if Blaine wasn’t genuinely interested and therefore not encouraged Kurt to begin something with the captain? Unless they were all acting and they did this all the time to people they kidnapped…
Tear silently trickled down his cheeks at the thought that he had been duped by the entire ship of pirates. More importantly, by Blaine. Kurt had never wanted to develop feelings for another man, knowing that he could never be with one, yet he had let himself like Blaine, and had come so close to being complete intimate with him. How could he have made such a mistake?
He felt like such a fool. A naïve, trusting fool. He had given Blaine his heart after such a short time and this was how he was repaid. Kurt wrapped his arms around himself as he tried to stop himself from letting his heartbreak out. The problem was, he had only felt this bad once before - when his mother died - and he had forgotten how wretched it was. So it was only a few more seconds before the sobs began.
Fortunately, no-one was nearby to hear them.
**********
What felt like hours later, the tears stopped. The wind was even more chilly than earlier, though that could just have been an after-effect of the crying. Kurt’s head ached from the intensity of the emotions he was feeling, his face felt puffy, and he didn’t know how he was going to face Carole like this. She would ask questions and he couldn’t answer them, not honestly anyway. And he definitely couldn’t go through the town; he should have brought a hat or something with him to hide his face. He would just have to wait a little longer until he looked presentable.
Hopefully, that would be before sunset.
**********
Some time later, Kurt made his way quickly home, trying to avoid looking at anyone. When he got there, Karofsky had fortunately gone and Carole was sitting by Burt’s side.
She glanced up when he stepped through the doorway. “Oh there you are,” Carole said, a look of relief on her face. “When you disappeared so suddenly, I was worried.”
“I just had… something to do,” Kurt stated, still too distressed to think up a convincing lie.
“Well, since you’re back, I’ll go get you something to eat,” Carole continued, rising from the chair. She smiled gently at Kurt as she passed him.
Kurt waited until he couldn’t hear her footsteps and then he sat down on the chair. His jacket was right where he left it, draped across the back of the chair, and he put it on, hugging it tightly around his body. He still felt so cold inside from the knowledge of Blaine’s departure.
After a few moments, he reached out to take Burt’s hand again. “Father, I really need you to wake up. Something happened while I was away and I really--” he forced his emotions down so that they wouldn’t overwhelm him again, “--really need your advice.”
There was no answer and Kurt was hard-put to stop the tears from falling. He wanted so much to talk to his father about Blaine but it didn’t seem very likely at the moment. And with Blaine gone, Kurt had no doubt that Karofsky would be making a nuisance of himself whenever he could. Life was certainly looking very bleak.
There was a tiny series of taps on the window and Kurt looked in that direction, not expecting to see anything. But in fact, there on the ledge, was… “Pavarotti?”
Part 11