A/N: Hey guys! Don't worry, Raising EM will be updated again soon, as well as some of my other work but I was just hoping to gain a little more interest in this story from my readers. Please don't be afraid to give me ideas and suggestions. Thanks! Here's chapter three!

"I don't know about this Kurt," Blaine said uncertainly as the two of them climbed from Kurt's navigator. It was the next day and another day of school for Kurt. Blaine was obviously feeling the pressure.

Kurt looked over at him and gave the spirit boy a reassuring smile as he shut the driver's side door of his car. "Relax Blaine," the boy said. "You're a spirit. I'm the only one who can see you, remember?" Blaine still looked a little unsure. "Trust me, it will be fine," Kurt said. But than, Blaine brought up something that the senior hadn't even realized before.

"But what are you going to do when your friends see you talking to empty space?" he asked. Kurt frowned. He hadn't thought about that.

"I don't know," he said honestly. "I can't just ignore you."

Blaine looked at him for a moment. "You might have to," he said sadly. Kurt walked around the car and put a hand on his shoulder. Blaine was still finding it odd that Kurt could not only see him, but touch him as well. It wasn't as if Blaine was a spirit to Kurt. It was if he was a living breathing person. Which he would be again if all of this went the way they were both hoping.

Kurt wasn't going to lie. He had no idea how he was supposed to build Blaine up to be strong enough to re-enter his body. His mother hadn't told him anything he was supposed to do. The only thing the eighteen-year-old could do was just wing it. He had to act as normal as possible and if that meant Blaine going around with him while he went about his usual routines, than that was what he was going to do. Besides, the only thing he really had to do differently was to start treating Blaine like a friend and that wouldn't be too hard. He already decided that he liked the kid. Though he thought he would be happier when Blaine was no longer just a spirit.

"No," he said finally. He took Blaine's hand in his aware of the blush creeping down his neck as he felt the spirit boy's hand fit easily in his own. "I will not ignore you Blaine. You're in my life now and I will do whatever it takes to keep you here forever."

Blaine couldn't believe the words that the other boy was saying. He stared at Kurt blankly for a moment.

"We're going to win Blaine. You and I. We're going to win." And without really thinking about it, he raised the other boy's hand to his lips and kissed it softly. It was Blaine's turn to blush and he found himself wondering how it was possible for a spirit to blush.

"Did anyone ever tell you how amazing you are?" Blaine asked.

Kurt chuckled. "Not really, no but thank you for the compliment."

"Any time. I mean it you know." Kurt blushed again. "You're blushing. You blush a lot." This only caused Kurt to blush even more. "It's cute," Blaine went on."

"Blaine," Kurt whined. Blaine laughed and gave Kurt's hand a squeeze.

"Come on pale boy, show me this school of yours." Kurt was only too grateful to have a reason to think of something else. He grinned broadly and started walking toward the building, pulling Blaine along with him. He didn't want to let go of the other boy's hand but yet it seemed that Blaine wasn't bothered by that. In fact, he readjusted his grip so that their fingers were entwined. If Kurt didn't know any better, he would have said they were dating. But that was silly. Blaine was clinically dead and just a spirit. Kurt couldn't date a spirit. But hell, if all this worked out and Blaine went back to his body and lived, Kurt wouldn't hesitate to ask him out. Unless Blaine beat him to it.

Blaine couldn't help the nerves still racking his spiritual body as he and Kurt climbed the stairs to the front doors of Kurt's school. He knew that Kurt probably looked odd with his hand stuck out behind him, clutching air to other students. And he didn't miss the strange looks his new friend was getting. Kurt however, seemed not to be bothered by them. He held his head high and marched right into the front doors of the school.

And that was when it happened.

The spirit boy barely had time to register what had happened exactly but the next thing he could recall, a bunch of jocks were walking away from them laughing. He turned to look at Kurt and was appalled to see chunks of red ice all over the boy. They were stuck in his hair and sliding down his face and had stained his shirt. Blaine was pretty sure some was sliding right down into Kurt's pants. He flushed at that mere thought and tried to shove it out of his head.

Blaine opened his mouth to say something when an enormous teen came running up to Kurt. He recognized the teen as Kurt's stepbrother, whom Kurt had pointed out to him when he'd brought him home the night before.

"Dude, are you okay?" Finn asked. Kurt threw him a glare, his hand pulling from Blaine's.

"Finn, how many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?"

"Sorry," Finn said, cringing. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up." Kurt immediately grabbed for Blaine's hand again as Finn started to pull him away. Blaine felt some sort of compassion build in his chest as they entered the boy's bathroom.

Inside the bathroom, there was a boy with a Mohawk waiting by the sinks, the tap already running. "You okay Kurt?" the boy asked. Kurt nodded his head.

"Nothing I'm not used to Puck." Blaine wished he could officially meet these kids who were Kurt's friends. But of course he couldn't. He felt a swell of determination to be strong enough to go back to his body grow. He wanted to be a part of Kurt's world forever. He hadn't even known the boy for twenty-four hours yet and already he knew he wanted to keep him in his life.

Puck started to clean Kurt up while Finn ran off to Kurt's locker. Blaine was slightly surprised when the giant teen returned with a fresh change of clothes for the boy and Kurt disappeared into a stall. That was enough to tell Blaine that the slushie incident was a frequent occurrence. Kurt had obviously been prepared.

The spirit boy couldn't help but wonder if it would set the mood for the rest of the day.

Kurt's mood didn't seem to change in the slightest. A sign that he was well accustomed to taking a slushie to face and just getting on with his day. But he spent many of his class periods quietly whispering to Blaine, who, though felt guilty for getting Kurt's attention when he should be focused on learning, was incredibly satisfied that he was doing it.

It was now lunch period and Blaine realized for the first time since he had discovered that he was clinically dead, that he didn't have a will to eat. He was sad because he missed food and even though he hadn't been a spirit for too long, he was starting to forget what it tasted like. That could not be a good sign.

Kurt was picking at a salad, apparently not entirely hungry. He ate a few leaves but his mind seemed lost in thought. Blaine put a hand on his arm. And Kurt looked at him.

"You okay Kurt?" he asked genuinely. Kurt opened his mouth to reply but then something horrible happened. Blaine felt something invade his space and blinked to realize that someone had plopped themselves down right in him.

"Mercedes!" Kurt shouted. Blaine looked down at the body taking in the bigger African American girl and shuddered. She did the same.

"This spot is incredibly cold for some reason," the girl commented. Blaine looked at Kurt, discomfort in his face. Kurt was looking horrified. His mouth was agape and his eyes were wide and Blaine tried pleading with him to do something without saying anything. "Kurt?" Mercedes went on. "Boo? Boo!" she yelled. Kurt seemed to snap out of it. He glanced directly at Blaine before pulling his gaze back to Mercedes. "You okay?"

"Huh?" Kurt said dumbly. "Oh yeah. Um…Mercedes?" he questioned.

She raised an eyebrow, looking unconvinced. "Yeah boo?" It was clear that she was concerned. Blaine got the impression that the two of them were incredibly close.

"Could you maybe, sit on my other side today? Please?" Mercedes looked a bit confused but she shrugged, got up and moved to the other side of him. "Thanks," he said, looking back at Blaine. Blaine felt instantly more comfortable and gave him a thankful look. Conversation was on the verge of starting again when a blonde girl in a cheerleading uniform sat down across from Kurt and piped up before anyone else could.

"Hi Kurtie!" she said in a bubbly voice. "Who's your dolphin friend?" she asked. Blaine noticed that she seemed to be staring right at him. Could she see him? Mercedes gave her a weird look and Kurt seemed slightly surprised. He watched the pale boy lean forward and whisper to the girl.

"Britt, you can see him?" Britt raised an eyebrow and smiled, shaking her blonde head.

"No silly. But Lord Tubbington told me you were bringing an invisible dolphin friend with you to school today. He said he was from the other world. I figured that since you asked Mercedes to sit on your other side, your invisible friend was already sitting there."

For several moments, Kurt and Blaine just stared at her. Blaine was more confused than anything and Kurt was wondering how Brittany's cat seemed to know about Blaine. He hadn't seen Brittany since the day before and the only time he'd ever actually seen her cat was on her web show.

"Okay Brittany, whatever you say," Kurt finally said, retreating to his salad.

"You didn't answer my question though Kurtie." Kurt looked at her with a raised eyebrow. Blaine wondered what he thought of the nickname. "Who is he?"

Mercedes looked up from her plate of tatter tots and spoke before Kurt could reply. "Kurt, what is she on about?" Kurt looked over at her but didn't say anything. It took him a few moments but he seemed to decide to humor the girl.

"Um…I don't know his name Britt. He didn't tell me." Wow, that was a way to respond. Blaine felt grateful that he wasn't being revealed entirely to this girl. He didn't really want to get into the picture with Kurt's friends. Not while he was a spirit.

The girl called Brittany frowned and jumped up from the table. "Well that's rude. Lord Tubbington says it's bad manners to not introduce yourself to a new friend. Bye!" She waved and skipped off to sit beside a Latina girl who was also wearing a cheerleading uniform.

Blaine leaned over and whispered in Kurt's ear. "Thank you."

"Don't mention it," Kurt replied. "But the biggest test will be Glee Club this afternoon."

Blaine visibly gulped.

Glee Club. Blaine's nerves had racked up about it the entire rest of the day as he and Kurt sat through Kurt's afternoon classes. So far, Blaine was really unimpressed by the curriculum. Kurt was in honors and college AP level classes and still, the coursework was comfortably easier and less challenging than anything they taught at Dalton. Kurt looked positively bored and like he wasn't challenged in the least. Blaine thought maybe Kurt might be happier with the curriculum at Dalton but he wouldn't dream of drawing the boy from his friends.

He and Kurt were standing outside the choir room, just a bit down the hall. "Take a few deep breaths," Kurt said. Blaine looked at him strangely. "I know it's odd because you're a spirit and all but if you want to make it back to your body, maybe it will help if you start acting like you're still in it," he said in a gentle voice. He did have a point.

Blaine only hesitated a moment more before he did as Kurt had said. Kurt grabbed his hand and smiled. "We got this?" Blaine asked.

"We got this," Kurt confirmed. He turned and pulled Blaine into the room, where everyone else was already gathered. Blaine could oddly feel his heart pounding. Or maybe he was imagining it seeing as a spirit probably wouldn't have a working heart. Kurt pulled him to the back and sat down, indicating for Blaine to take the seat next to him, all the while keeping a hold of Blaine's hand. Blaine did, trying to ignore the odd looks.

"Kurt?" Rachel said, looking at him odd. "Why are you acting like you're holding hands with someone?

It was Brittany who responded. "Because he is. That's his invisible dolphin!" Kurt looked like he could die on the spot.

"Aren't you a little old to have invisible friends porcelain?" Blaine realized the girl speaking was the Latina that Brittany had run off to join at lunch. He frowned at the girl, not at all amused. Kurt threw her a glare.

Brittany giggled. "Sanny," she said and the Latina looked at her. "You're silly. He's not an invisible friend. He's from the other world. Lord Tubbington told me so." An Asian girl Blaine hadn't noticed at first piped up from her spot on the other side of Kurt.

"The other world? You mean like a spirit?" she asked. Brittany inclined her head to the side as though she had never heard of this revelation.

"I don't know. I don't know what the other world means." She shrugged. "Lord Tubbington says it's a world that all dogs and cats have special communications with." She shrugged again.

The Asian girl seemed thoughtful for a moment. Everyone was now looking at her. She might just know something the other's didn't. Blaine gulped. "And so do some humans," she said quietly. Everyone was now looking at her with such curiosity they seemed to be hanging on her every word. But before the girl could elaborate, a man entered the room with sheet music in his hands.

"Okay guys!" he said cheerfully. All eyes went to him and he looked at Kurt. "Kurt! Glad to see you. We missed you yesterday," he said brightly. Kurt flushed.

"Um…yeah, sorry about that Mr. Schue. I had an urgent emergency. Couldn't be avoided," he replied sinking slightly in his seat. Finn looked over at him for a moment. He was slightly worried about his stepbrother.

"Dude," he started and Kurt glared at him. "You still haven't told me what was so important in Westerville," he went on, giving him an apologetic look.

"It doesn't matter Finn," Rachel said. "There are more important things, like which solos I'm going to do at Sectionals this year." She stood up and walked to the front of the class grinning. Everyone groaned and rolled their eyes. "As such, I will be taking suggestions today."

The Asian girl raised her hand and Mr. Schue nodded at her. She stood up and went to move Rachel out of the spotlight. Rachel huffed and stomped to the side tapping her foot.

"Forgive me for the interruption Mr. Schue, but we were just having a rather interesting conversation before you came in," she said, looking over at Kurt, who in turn sank lower in his seat. Blaine squeezed his hand and Kurt just looked over at him. The spirit boy tried to give him a reassuring smile.

"Don't look so embarrassed," Blaine said. Though he was just as nerved about this whole situation, as Kurt seemed to be. He was not really interested in this spirit stuff and didn't want to be revealed to the others. He didn't want Kurt to seem weird or different or put off suddenly from his friends. He couldn't live with himself if he did that.

Kurt stared at him for several moments. For some reason, he wanted so badly to kiss the spirit boy. His heart was aching out of his chest. He wanted this boy but was that allowed? Was he allowed to have a relationship with a kid who was clinically dead? Kurt wasn't sure. He fought the urge. It would be weird to have a relationship with a boy who wasn't a part of the living world but he wanted it. He wanted it so very bad and then, when Blaine finally went back to his body, he knew that he could have it for real. But what if he woke up and he didn't know who Kurt was anymore? Kurt bit his lip.

Blaine looked at him with concern. "You okay glasz eyes?" he asked in a gentle voice. That only made Kurt's heart ache faster. There was no doubt in his mind. He barely knew this boy but he was already falling for him. "Kurt?" Blaine prompted, bringing him back to his thoughts.

"I'm fine," Kurt whispered. God his eyes were so gorgeous and God he just wanted to kiss him. But he reasoned he would look pretty odd kissing air. Instead, he turned back to the Asian girl. "Tina?" he said. "I understand how appealing this all seems to be for you but can we please not talk about it? It's making me uncomfortable."

And that was the end of that for Glee Club.

Kurt felt like the whole of Glee Club had been a nightmare that afternoon. Even though Tina had graciously dropped the subject as he had asked, everyone had kept throwing glances his way the entire meeting. They were concerned glances but Kurt hadn't really liked the attention.

He was only too glad to get home. Shutting the door to his room, Kurt flopped on his bed while Blaine took a seat in a chair. Kurt was staring at the ceiling. "That was close," he said softly.

Blaine raised a perfectly triangular shaped eyebrow and stood from the chair, cautiously moving to the bed, sitting down, and taking Kurt's hand. "You know, things might be easier if we tell them." Kurt looked at him for a moment.

"I thought we agreed to keep you a secret," he said. Blaine shrugged.

"They're going to keep asking questions," he said quietly. Kurt sat up and took hold of Blaine's other hand, smiling softly at the other boy.

For a moment, silence passed and than Kurt spoke again. "Maybe so. But there's no way they're going to believe the whole story, not even if they're my friends." He paused and stared momentarily at the door before he looked back at Blaine. "We'll keep it to ourselves as long as we can," he said. "Or let Tina speak about paranormal abilities and let them just believe I have them. If we don't lay this on heavily, they probably won't look into it much more than that," he said.

Blaine looked thoughtful for a moment. He let out a sigh. "That means you shouldn't hold my hand so much." Kurt frowned, looking slightly upset. Blaine sighed again. "It will draw attention. If we don't want them knowing this is something more serious than you being able to interact with spirits, we can't show up like that," he said.

Kurt realized that Blaine was right and was he imagining it or was the other boy actually saddened by this too?

"You're right," he said, looking deep into those hazel eyes. God they were so damn beautiful. Stop it Kurt. You must be crazy, falling in love with a dead boy. Or almost dead boy, he thought to himself.

Blaine looked at him for several more moments. The two of them were just staring. I love this boy, Blaine suddenly screamed in his head. His eyes widened. Whoa! Where the hell had that come from? He was a spirit and he was in love with a living boy. No way. But he knew it was true. I couldn't tell Kurt. He just couldn't. It would crush him. They couldn't be together. At least not until Blaine was alive again.

But suddenly, Kurt did something Blaine hadn't been expecting. The pale boy closed the distance between them and pressed his lips to the spirit's. Blaine responded, by pressing back.

Kurt was overwhelmed by the sensations running through his body. Blaine's lips were surprisingly warm, despite the fact that he was a spirit and Kurt had been expecting coldness to meet his own lips. But he was surprised by the warmth that immediately spread through him as he met Blaine's lips with his. He couldn't express what had possessed him to do this but he just knew he had to. His eyes slid shut and he released his hands from Blaine's choosing to use them instead to cuff the somewhat dead boy's face. Blaine was kissing him back and he felt his arms slide around his waist.

The rest of the world seemed to slip away. Blaine forgot he was clinically dead. Kurt forgot Blaine was a spirit. Heat passed into the kiss and Kurt moaned against it. It wasn't until a knock at the door brought them back to reality that they pulled apart.

They just stared at each other as the door opened and Finn entered. Kurt forced his gaze away from Blaine's eyes and looked at his stepbrother. "Whoa, your invisible dolphin still here?" Finn asked. Kurt glared at him.

"There's no invisible dolphin Finn," he said. Blaine inclined his head. "I just said that to humor Brittany."

Finn looked unconvinced. "Than why are you so jumpy?" he asked.

Kurt sighed and ran a hand over his face. "I guess I'm just a bit put out by all that paranormal stuff Tina was going to get into." Finn looked at him for several moments. Kurt looked over at Blaine. Who nodded his head in approval. "Look Finn, if I tell you something, do you promise to keep it to yourself?"

Finn was a bit surprised but he shut the door and dropped onto the floor. "Sure. I mean, you're my brother. You can tell me anything." Kurt sighed and looked at Blaine, who merely urged him to go on.

"The paranormal thing…" he started, not really sure how to say this. "Well, it's true…"

Silence passed between the boys and Finn looked at him curiously for a moment. "What are you saying Kurt?" he asked. Kurt sighed again and gave his head a gentle shake. He glanced once more at Blaine, who nodded for him to go on.

"I'm saying that I have paranormal abilities." Finn looked at him wide-eyed. Blaine placed a reassuring hand on Kurt's shoulder and Kurt felt a sudden burst of confidence. "There's a spirit in this room with me right now. I…I'm supposed to help him."

Again, silence fell between them. Both boys just looked at each other until Finn spoke. "So, your invisible dolphin is real?" Kurt sighed. This was not what he was hoping to go through with Finn but if he wanted to put it that way. "Sorry," Finn immediately apologized. "I take it he's not really an invisible dolphin."

"Well, by Brittany's definition, he kind of is." Blaine looked confused.

"You mean he's gay like you?" Kurt nodded his head slowly. Blaine thought for a moment, still looking confused. Kurt caught the look on his face and smiled gently.

"It's what Britt calls gay people Dolphins are just gay sharks she says," he said with a soft chuckle. Finn was obviously caught off-guard by watching his stepbrother talk to someone who Kurt said was there but Finn couldn't see at all.

Blaine chuckled lightly and shook his head. "She's not entirely the brightest crayon in the box, is she?" he asked. Kurt shook his head as well.

"Not really, no." Finn looked like he was both fascinated and slightly uncomfortable. Kurt threw him an apologetic look. "Sorry Finn," he said. He bit his lip and Blaine slid the hand on his shoulder to wrap around him, pulling him a little closer. The movement looked odd to Finn he sort of saw Kurt sway to one side. "I was just explaining Britt to him."

Finn was frozen for a moment before he nodded and stood up for the floor. "Yeah, um…okay Kurt." He ran a hand over his head. "I won't tell anyone but I think I'm going to go play video games now." He threw Kurt an apologetic smile and left the room, shutting the door behind him. Blaine frowned.

"He's uncomfortable with this." Kurt turned into his embrace and lightly kissed the spirit's cheek, smiling in a comforting manner.

"No, it's just Finn. Everything with me kind of makes him just a little awkward, but he's trying and I respect that. At least I know he cares." Blaine looked at him and Kurt gave him another comforting smile. The spirit nodded and let a sigh break his lips. Kurt yawned.

Blaine raised his other hand to gently stroke the pale boy's cheek. They seemed to be slipping into an affectionate manner of being with another without really talking about it. But that kiss seemed to be the only words they needed even thought it wasn't really speaking. It said a lot between the two of them.

"Tired?" Blaine asked. Kurt nodded and Blaine gently moved him to lie down on the bed. "Take a nap," he said. Kurt shook his head, though he didn't move to get back up. Blaine looked into his eyes and realized what was bothering the boy. "Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere." He smiled at him. "I'll even lay with you and hold you if you want," he added, blushing slightly.

A similar blush raced down Kurt's face and neck. "You promise?" the pale boy asked. Blaine nodded, the smile still on his face. "I'd like that very much." So the spirit boy lied down beside Kurt and pulled him into his arms. Kurt sighed and yawned again, knowing that he felt oddly safe in the arms of the spirit. It was like nothing could touch him as long as he had Blaine. Yes, he was definitely falling in love with this boy. And that fact only made him want to build Blaine's confidence to return to his body. If only so that Kurt could finally have him for real. Feel real kisses and real touches. Yes, he could touch Blaine like he was solid but there was still the fact that he knew that a spirit body was not a real body and those touches were immense concentration most likely on Blaine's part. Still, they felt nice anyway and Kurt vowed than that he was going to get the real thing.

Smiling softly to himself, he allowed himself to drift off to sleep.

A/N: I know, I know. But it's just so difficult for me to keep our Klaine apart. But I figured if Blaine falls in love with Kurt and vice versa, it will give him all the more reason to have it all for real and the strength to return to his body will arise. I do have some ideas for drama and I don't know how long this story will be. It might not be too long. I'm itching for Blaine to come back to us. Anyway, let me know what you think! Reviews make me smile! See you next chapter!