|The Whereabouts of Happiness
Author: TheSecretUchiha PM
Just before Kurt is given the option of changing schools, five new students appear at McKinley that might just turn everything around for him. 01x02, 03x04. Spoiler from Glee 0206 at least, and GW in general.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Duo M. & Kurt H. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 5,046 - Reviews: 32 - Favs: 38 - Follows: 72 - Updated: 02-20-11 - Published: 02-15-11 - id: 6748454
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This is a fic that's been on my brain for a while, getting in the way of my thoughts for my main fic, so I just had to get it out. I don't know when I'll be continuing it, and it's probably also rather clichéd, it's just for my own amusement and to fill that big gaping hole in the fact there's no GleeGW xovers!
Title is from a Gundam Wing episode of the same name.
Warnings: might be a swear word, can't remember. SPOILERS for Season 2 Episode 6 at least!
Pairings: 01x02, 03x04 Will be more, just need to figure them out...
Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to either Glee or Gundam Wing, though I greatly wish I did.
Kurt was making his way out of the headmaster's office just in front of his dad and Carol, having just been told the news of Karofsky's impending return. It could hardly be blamed on him when he accidentally walked into the brunette about to enter the office, followed by another sterner looking teen, what with his eyes focused solely on the panelled flooring in an attempt to hold back the tears.
"Hey, you need to watch where you're going!" Kurt normally would have bristled at that, despite the friendly tone that was used, but he just couldn't find the effort. He gave them a quickly glance, realising it wasn't just the two brunettes at the front, but there were three other teenage boys behind them: one blonde, another a brunette and the last with hair like a raven. He had never seen them before, but from the map of the school and transcripts they were holding, he could guess they were transfers. However what really got his attention was the way the two brunettes were gripping each other's hand tightly, and the possessive look in the unsmiling teen's eyes.
He almost just walked passed, but his curiosity was rising and he would take anything that took his mind off Karofsky.
"Sorry. Erm, this might be a bit of a personal question, but... are you gay?"
It was almost funny how the five of them tensed, if it weren't for the way the aura surrounding them suddenly became frozen.
It was the braided one at the front of the group who answered. "Yes. Why?"
Kurt felt his breath catch for a moment: were five gay guys seriously transferring to McKinley? "You shouldn't come here." He hadn't meant it to come out as frosty as it had, but just thinking of what he was going through, the fear, the pain, the loneliness, it made him just close off.
He hardly noticed the blonde clutching a hand to his chest, however the brunette by his side did, taking a step closer to Kurt, effectively towering over the smaller male.
"Is that a problem?" his voice was quiet, as always, and he ignored the disapproving 'Trowa' from the blonde, but it carried a clear threat that made Kurt gasp, looking away before responding, self-depreciatively.
"That would be rather hypocritical..." he didn't look back up at them. "I just think I should tell you now that you don't want to come to McKinley. It's not very... accepting."
He felt his dad place a sympathetic hand on his shoulder, leading him away from the observing teens.
It was then Sue emerged, beckoning the five of them in.
They exchanged looks, the blonde still clutching his chest looking distressed. "You all go ahead, I'll be right back."
He set off after the lithe soprano and his family, turning the corner just as he began walking away from, whom Quatre assumed were his parents. "I'll see you at home."
From Quatre's view, he couldn't tell Kurt's father was just about to speak, so he took the chance to interrupt then.
"Excuse me, I'm sorry if we got off on the wrong foot. I'm Quatre, could I speak to you alone for a few minutes?" he looked imploringly at the boy, using the expression Duo effectively named the 'I'm going to get whatever I want with this face' expression.
The boy looked hesitant, glancing at his parents before giving a tentative smile and nodding. "Sure. We can go to the choir room; it won't be in use just now."
He waved to his parents before leading the way down the corridor and onto the next. Waving him into the room, he closed the door gently behind him.
They both took a seat in the ones spread on one side of the room, Quatre watching the boy who was looking anywhere but at the other.
"Do you want to tell me your name?" he asked, cautiously.
The boy started and blushed at his lack of manners, "Sorry, I'm Kurt."
"Alright," Quatre kept his voice in a gentle tone, easily feeling how nervous and fearful Kurt was, though he hoped it wasn't because of him.
"I'm guessing you get a lot of hassle here because you're gay?" Kurt nodded. "Are you the only one?"
Kurt made half a nod before looking hesitant and slowly shaking his head.
"Th-there's one other, but he's so far in the closet he's in Narnia," Kurt chuckled nervously at the bad joke. "He..." Kurt looked to Quatre nervously and the blonde smiled, placing a hand on Kurt's.
"Whatever you say here won't go any further than the two of us, I won't even tell Trowa."
It was strange for Kurt how easily he trusted the blonde, possibly as much as he trusted Blaine, who he'd at least had coffee with first before baring all his secrets to.
"He's harassing me. I've got a friend at another school who's gay; he told me I should stand up to guys like that..." he started worrying his bottom lip between his teeth, his head bent.
"Did he do something to you Kurt?" Quatre asked, squeezing the hand he held in his own for comfort.
The soprano nodded and Quatre felt his heart clench even more when a tear slipped off his nose onto his lap. "He kissed me."
The whisper was so dejected and heart-wrenching that Quatre couldn't stop himself from leaning over and wrapping his arms around the boy who froze before leaning into the, surprisingly strong, arms even as he continued.
"Since then he's just got worse. It's not just him shoving me into lockers anymore. He'll get right in my face, poke me, take things that belong to me, anything. And he... he," Kurt hiccupped once before closing his eyes, his head against Quatre's chest. "He said he'd kill me if I ever told anyone."
Quatre found himself rubbing gentle circles onto his back in comfort as Kurt gave one pained gasp before falling silent, soaking up the comfort for several minutes before backing away.
Once again he didn't look up, staring resolutely at an orange sweet wrapper beneath the piano. "Sorry."
"Don't worry about it Kurt. If you ever want to speak, I'll be here. How about we ask the principle if you can be excused and you give the five of us the tour?"
Kurt gave a tentative smile, which widened when Quatre returned it and nodded.
The five of them had been sitting in the office for fifteen minutes now, waiting on the blonde's return and Sue never thought the day would come that she felt uncomfortable around a group of students: that her witty barbs had been met with blank glares and she unwillingly forced herself to wait it out – she had seen the transcripts for the students, and knew just what they had done and were capable of. She wondered at first why they'd come to a school like McKinley but the more she thought on it, it became obvious. They had been top players in the war and, though they were all already had their futures set for them, working with the Preventers, part-time for Mr Winner, the commander of the organisation ordered them to finish high school properly, and what better place to stay if you don't want to be recognised, than Lima?
Finally Quatre returned, pulling Hummel with him who had obviously just been crying. She hadn't known the former Gundam Pilots were all gay until just quarter of an hour before, and now she could only pray they would be able to help Kurt out when she couldn't.
The blonde pilot, now student, pushed Hummel down into the chair that had been left out for him, taking his own seat on the brunette's lap, the couple giving her an expectant look, as if asking her to say something about the arrangements.
Oh, she just knew her reputation might well fail her with the five of them around.
"Right, now that you've all decided to grace yourselves with my presence, we'll get started. First off, after today I will no longer be spending my time in this dust-ridden, flea infested excuse for an office and I will no longer be the principal of McKinley. That Madonna forsaken job will go back to Figgins, who runs this school like he would run a Mexican chicken farm, whilst I can return to making life a living hell for all students except for Porcelain here, who I've decided to promote to head cheerleader. So the five of you will have to come back in here and explain your 'conditions' to Figgins again tomorrow."
The group of six boys were staring at her, yet only Kurt seemed in any way shocked - his eyes wide and mouth gaping in a way totally uncharacteristic of the fashionista.
The others showed a mix of complete disinterest - Trowa, Heero and Wufei - and oddly humoured - Duo and Quatre. She didn't show how unnerved that made her.
"Well, since you're here Porcelain, you can have the fine job of showing our newest members of the McKinley family around. Given the size of the school, I'm sure it'll take you the rest of the afternoon until your stupid Glee club."
Kurt couldn't help the smile that lit up his face, nodding and jumping up from his seat, happier than he'd been in a few weeks.
The group of five followed him out, gathering in the corridor first to make introductions.
"Well, I'm Kurt Hummel, a sophomore and I'm in the Cheerios and Glee."
He looked at the expectantly, waiting for one of them to take over and introduce themselves. It didn't surprise any of the pilots when Duo instantly leapt forward, slinging an arm around Kurt's shoulder and giving him a roguish grin. "I'm Duo, Duo Maxwell. I might run and hide, but I never tell a lie. That's me in a nut shell."
Kurt gave him a smile, though all the pilots could tell he was extremely conscious of the arm around his shoulders, and from their first encounter, they could guess why.
The smaller remaining brunette – whom Kurt had yet to see crack a smile – briefly introduced himself as "Heero Yuy" before falling silent again.
"Wufei Chang" and "Trowa Barton" introduced themselves with equal lack of zeal, leaving a smiling Quatre at the end.
"And I'm Quatre Raberba Winner" he stated, with his charming, adorable smile.
The five pilots tensed, suddenly, as Kurt choked on his breath, staring wide-eyed at the blonde.
He barely managed to get a choked, "Winner?" from his throat before he commenced a coughing fit.
Duo patted him on the back, no doubt intending it to be gentle, giving the others a questioning look that none could really answer until Kurt settled again, looking up at Quatre with watery eyes and red cheeks.
"Winner? As in the huge corporation including, but not limited to, the Winner fashion institute that just took Paris fashion week by storm?"
Quatre gave him a bemused nod, causing Kurt to chuckle, "I knew you were too fashionable! Oh! Wait until I tell Mercedes! She will not believe this!"
It took Kurt a while to settle down, then he began bombarding Quatre with questions and they didn't move from the corridor until Becky came out of the office. "Kurt, coach says if you don't get a move on she'll slip laxatives in your water next Cheerio's practise, then sit back and laugh at the ex[ressions of horror from the people below you in the pyramid."
Duo looked seriously perturbed, but Kurt just smiled, thanking Becky before starting them along the corridor.
It was easy to see for the pilots, as they went on with the tour, that Kurt's smile quickly changed from completely honest to painfully forced, even as he continued to try and talk to Quatre with the same enthusiasm with which he'd started.
It was as Kurt was showing them the auditorium that Heero spoke properly for the first time. "The school is rather average in both layout and size. Why did the principal give you the entire afternoon to show us around? The tour could have been finished ten minutes ago."
Quatre gave a quiet, "Heero" as if to dissuade him from that line of conversation as Kurt stared at the ground before shaking his head.
"No, it's fine. I guess you've probably got better things to be doing than listening to me tell you of McKinley's amazing history. Coach Sylvester gave me the afternoon off because I've been having a lot of problems recently. A lot of the jocks give me a hard time because of how I am. One of the worst of them," he gave Quatre a discreet glance for him not to mention anything, that the rest of them noticed easily anyway, "was expelled recently because of it. However the school board overruled Coach Sylvester's decision, he's coming back tomorrow... and I'm terrified."
The last part was barely a whisper, but in the empty auditorium it resounded easily, clearly audible to each of them.
Quatre gently wrapped his arms around him, "Oh Kurt..." but this time Kurt hardly responded, staring blankly at the wall on the other side of the hall.
It was, unsurprisingly, Duo that spoke up first, his normal cheer blatantly absent.
"I can't say I understand what you're going through Kurt, but I can understand what it's like to be terrified. It's happened to me more times than I'd have liked, but there's one thing that got me through... well, four more like," the other pilots gave him looks, Wufei and Quatre offering acknowledging smirks whilst Trowa and Heero barely changed, apart from the hand Heero threaded into Duo's.
"This jack ass might be coming back tomorrow, but something even more important than that that you need to remember: so are we. And if anyone tries to give you any shit tomorrow, then they'll just be asking for a whole world of pain!"
Kurt couldn't help it: he smiled brightly at them. He wasn't sure any of them could really hold up against the jocks at the school, and maybe they might even reconsider that offer, but, at that moment, Kurt seriously believed him. And it just made tomorrow look that bit brighter.
Sorry for OOCness... :(
I really wasn't sure about Kurt telling Quatre all of that, but figured at this point, he'd just want someone to let everything out to, and Quatre was just there.
Also, I want thoughts on who Kurt should be with in this fic. It's an option of Puck, Sam and Blaine. I'm edging towards Sam, because he's just so caring, and I think I would struggle more working Blaine in that much.
Same with Wufei: I'm thinking either threesome with 03x04, or Zechs...
Also, just for those who didn't read at the start: I don't know when this fic will be updated! It's a thought that's been in my head getting in the way of my main fic and needed to get it down. I really like it though, so would like to continue but don't know when, or if, that'll happen!