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The Bodyguard	By : SunFirenze Category: G through L > Glee Views: 4498 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. If I did, it would have a lot more 'spicy' -at the least- scenes, and Puck/Kurt would be more canon. And there would be an awesome me. I o not make any profit of it.

Chapter List
- 1-You are my boy
- 2-Fuck Noah Puckerman
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Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. If I did, it would have a lot more 'spicy' -at the least- scenes, and Puck/Kurt would be more canon. And there would be an awesome me.
Warnings: In future chapters. Rape, rape recovery, sex (and everything that it involves). Homophobia from this very chapter on. Slight different Blaine.
Pairings: Puck/Kurt, with a little bit of Puck/Santana and Kurt/Blaine in the beginning.
Summary: What if Puck had chosen Kurt for his Community Service? A love story were coming out of the closet it's not the only issue Puck has to deal with. Because he's nipple ring wasn't the only thing that he lost in juvie.
A/N: Well, this is my first Glee fic. Puck is like the sexiest men alive, and Kurt is just Kurt. And sexy men + men = ovaries explosion. So Puck/Kurt is like the best pairing ever.

As you may see, I've made a different Blaine. More like the kind of usual popular guy that everyone falls in love to but he's a jerk. I hope it's well done.

I hope you like this love story... :)

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The Bodyguard
Chapter 1
You are my boy
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Noah Puckerman was relieved to have gotten out of juvie. He never thought that he would be so happy for walking once more the McKinley's halls. In the way up to his locker he found a couple of his football teammates, whose he greeted with one of his smirks, that said, "Juvie? A piece of cake!"
The day went normal. He met up and gave a man-hug with Finn. He waved a couple more of classmates and classes were as boring as always. Yet, he found certain pleasure in the everyday routine, although he'd never admit it. As much as he'd never admit, and this would probably get you in the way of a fist –several times- before you got it out of him, the true relief he felt being again in Glee practice.
"All right, guys, let's get down to business," said Mr. Schue with his usual good mood, "First, let's welcome back Noah Puckerman. Puck, I hope your time in juvie has taught you a lesson or two about right and wrong."
"Are you kidding me? I ruled that place. All I did was crack skulls and lift weights all day," he said with his macho attitude and just gave away one of his arrogant looks when Quinn praised his manliness.
Because he wouldn't let anyone, not a single person, to see beyond his mask his broken pride.
It wasn't until after Mr. Schue said about the Boys versus Girls tournament that he noticed Kurt. There was something odd with the kid. As if he were… dull. The gay kid who usually shone with happiness and fashion, was off. He even looked whiter, and that was something hard to accomplish considering that how unusually pale the kid already was.
The next day followed his normal course and Puck was fine unless for the fact that his lack of a plan of what to do for Community Service was starting to worry him. Because there was no way he would pick up trash from the streets. That was something ghetto. Not a chance! It was the metallic sound of someone being hit against a locker that took him out of his thoughts.
It was the gay kid. Or actually, Kurt being pushed by Karofsky. The gleek faced him but only for worse, because the football player didn't back down, but he even answered back. Kurt insulted him with a long-winded speech tat only he understood. Undoubtedly he didn't want to show signs of weakness to the jock as he waited for him to leave to stay lying on the floor, his skin pale as milk. Until Mr. Schue, who as Puck had seen the aggression, took him to his office.
The traces of a plan began to form. If his instincts were correct he could take advantage of all this and it'd help a lot the poor kid. So in Spanish class he tried to get close to Mercedes to take some information out of her. As their seats were too away from each other in order to chat decently without attracting Mr. Schuester's attention, he decided to write a note.
"Hey, Mercedes, what's the deal with Hummel, he seems odd."
"Suddenly taking our interest in him, eh?"
Puck could almost read the disdainful tone.
"Hey, really, I've been away for a long time and I want to catch up."
"Okay. Is that jock, Dave Karofsky. He was bothering Kurt more than usual this past weeks.
Now, could you tell me why the sudden interest in Kurt?"
Puck lay down the pen to answer, but as he had already gotten the information he wanted, he lost interest and didn't answer. Mercedes snorted angry when he saw that the other boy didn't mean to answer.
When Glee started again, Mr. Schue changed the conditions of the tournament. When the opposite thing appeared Kurt gained back some of his shining. Not that Puck noticed it because as soon as he had obtained the information he wanted, he put the gay in a far away corner in his mind. Anyway, he didn't plan to anything about it until the next day. That shine went down when Artie ruled out Kurt's idea and it definitely disappeared when Puck spoke:
"Uh, dude, why don't you make yourself useful, and go put some rat poison in the old folks' Jell-O, or visit The Garglers?"
"Warblers" Kurt corrected him.
"Whatever. See what they're up to. And you can wear all the feathers you want. You'll blend right in."
Puck didn't have anything against him, not really after a whole year of being in Glee, but that didn't mean that he didn't had every single one of the society's prejudices about gays. Tough, several of the names like "faggot" and "queer" had ended, the rest was still there. What he had done was more than enough and with what he planned to do he'll become Saint Puck of Gays.
It wasn't until very late at night that he remembered to send a text to his provie officer telling him about his plan.
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To walk trough Dalton hallways taken by the hand of that beautiful black haired boy seem a dream come true. And even more yet when he singed. Kurt didn't know that much about flirting, well, personally although he had read thousands of romantic stories as to be able to confirm that that was the case now.
Later, his black haired boy and two other more, the three of them gorgeous by the way, invited him over for a coffee. And when the espionage excuse was not enough, Kurt blurted it all.
The loneliness, the pain, the bullying and how nobody seemed to take care. Because even when someone would give him a pity look, no one stood up for him. He was the only one whose feelings were crushed all the time, who felt rejected. Prejudices everywhere, even in the faces of his so called 'friends'. He didn't say it all, but he didn't have to, Blaine, the black haired gay boy who had stayed after the other two boys left, understood it all.
"I'd love to tell you to just come enroll here, but tuition at Dalton's sort of steep and I know that's not an option for everybody. Don't play the victim, show them that you don't care, face them."
Blaine, who up to that moment he had showed a very self-confident, relaxed, even almost a stud-like attitude, hardened his expression and wounds that hadn't finished healing showed up a little. But he recomposed he mask right away.
"They're just a bunch of ignorant fools. I left," and his expression hardened once more, "and I don't regret it," he finished with a defying tone.
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Puck smiled when he entered the school, it was time to put on action Operation: I-don't-plan-to-pick up-trash. He walked trough the hallways till he reached the locker of the gay kid. As expected, he was taking out some books. Puck waited until the other was closing the locker to appear to him from behind. Kurt didn't realize of his presence until the mohawk kid hadn't put his arm over his shoulders.
"Look, I'm really not in the mood for a dumpster dive," he had already enough to worry with Karofsky. One jock was more than enough.
"Relax. I'm here to take care of you. You're my boy now," said the mohawk boy while he walked him trough the hallways, still with the arm above his shoulders.
"I don't understand," answered Kurt, he really didn't understand.
"I got out of juvie early because I agreed to do community service, but I ain't pickin' up trash along the freeway. That's ghetto. So I told my probie officer that I know a gay weakling that needed some help and she went for it."
"I don't need help," said Kurt with pride, "any less yours."
"For what I've seen about you and Karofsky I would say that you need it," replied Puck with a mix of humor and sarcasm.
"So after years of throwing me into a dumpster and mock me, you're gonna defend me from another jock? Oh, the irony!" and after a pause he added, "What, now I'm your community service?"
"There's no way I'm going back to juvie. There are no chicks and no kosher meal options up in that place."
"So suddenly you're gonna be my friend?" said Kurt without dropping his sarcastic tone for a second.
"Oh, slow down, Porcelain Doll. I never said anything about liking you. Now shut up right quick. We're going to steal some food from the cafeteria. That gigantic purse of yours is a great place for hiding stuff."
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