Mike had sent Blaine the time and address for tonight. Blaine didn't recognize the address. He figured he wasn't sure where Finn or Sam had lived so it could be at one of their places.

Blaine quickly changed then grabbed the extra cash that his parents always left him when they left town and headed out.

Blaine arrived at 6:13 about fifteen minutes early. He sat in his car debating with himself what was worse: knocking on a random stranger's door and forcing them to deal with him until someone they both knew showed up (essentially this meant waiting for Mike).  Or to sit alone in his car watching a strange boy's house waiting for Mike. (This would seem rather disturbing to anyone that noticed him). Blaine realized this was going to be awkward either way so he might as well be warm and go inside.

Blaine nervously made his way to the door and knocked. Blaine was relieved to see it was Finn that answered the door. Finn appeared confused as he glanced at Blaine then checked behind Blaine. Blaine turn to see what Finn was searching for. Blaine didn't see anything unusual, finely looking back at Finn Blaine asked "What are you looking for?"

"The pizza" Finn replied like it was obvious.

Blaine knew the answer but couldn't help asking "Do you think I am the pizza delivery guy?"

"Yeah" Finn said in a way that implied Blaine was the confused one. 

"No, I'm Mike Chang's friend, Blaine Anderson" Blaine corrected offering his hand.

"Oh sorry, dude. Finn" Finn shook Blaine's hand then motioned for him to enter.

Walking into the living room Blaine noticed Carol and introduced himself with a charming smile adding "You have a lovely home."

"Oh thank you, but this isn't our house. I'm Finn's mom you can call me Carol. " Carol said.

Blaine was confused until He heard a gruff voice from the other room. "Are you sure about this Kiddo? I'm just saying yesterday you thought eating solid food was too much for me.  Today you're okay with me leaving the house for the night. Then to top it all off you're okay with Finn and his friends playing video games here until midnight." Burt sounded weaker than Blaine had ever heard him but still in full parental mode.

Blaine heard Kurt's lilting voice tell Burt "First off of course I'm sure. I trust Carol with my life. In fact I trust her with something far more important to me..."

Burt interjected knowingly "Your clothes"

Kurt exhaled heavily "No, and thank you for ruining the moment, funny man. I was going to say, you. Secondly, you need to be in a low stress environment; being stuck at home with me smothering you with my good intentions isn't lowering your anxiety level. So I am granting you a reprieve for tonight. Besides Finn volunteered to host some boys' night and Coach Sylvester informed me that I was joining the Cheerios today and I need to learn the routines. So if Finn and I take over one house, you can get some rest at the other."

 "Okay I'm trusting you on this one, Kurt but everyone is out of here by midnight got it?"

"Yeah, Dad" Kurt assured Burt. 

Blaine was elated Kurt was safe. Talking to Sue had helped already; very few people messed with a Cheerio. Last time Kurt was a Cheerio all of the bullying by students had stopped.

Finn gets a text that made him groan in frustration "Aaron backed out too. Those idiots Azimio and Karofsky talked the other guys from the football team out of coming tonight." Finn tells Blaine.

Blaine wasn't really listening he was hoping to get to talk to Kurt as he walked Burt out but that didn't happen. Evidently Burt and Carol circumvented the living room by leaving though the garage.

It was more frustrating than Blaine ever imagined having Kurt a few feet away and still not being able to talk to him let alone touch him. All he needed was to meet Kurt. "So, Finn this isn't your place?"

"Nu uh, I live a few blocks away." Finn flopped down on the couch and offered Blaine one of the controllers.  

Blaine waved it off "Maybe you could introduce me to the boy that lives here."

"Oh yeah, sure." As fate would have it the doorbell rang repeatedly in the most annoying way possible. "Let me just get the door first."

As the door open Blaine heard Brittany ask "Puck, did you forget how doorbell's work when you were in juvie? That's so sad."

"Come on Britt let's get this over with, once we teach Twinkerbell the routines we can go." Santana said pushing her way in.

"I'll tell him you're here. Blake wanted to meet him anyway." Finn said as he tried to catch up to Santana and Brittany before the made it to the basement.

"My name is Blaine." Blaine specified to no one in particular.

"We don't need you to announce us, Lurch." Santana turned, crossed her arms and glared at Finn telling him "Coach already told him that me, Britt and Quinn have to stay until he knows all the new routines. So stop wasting my time, so I can go waste it teaching someone who didn't even care enough about the Cheerios to bother trying out this year."

Puck walked over tipped his head up as a greeting saying "I'm Puck. The blonde is Brittany and the angry chick's Santana" Brittany regarded Blaine curiously. Santana gave an overtly insincere grin that conveyed hate and distain quite nicely.

"You know if you used an umbrella your hair wouldn't get wet like that." Brittany reached out like she was going to touch Blaine's hair out of curiosity but thought better of it.

There was a knock at the door it was the pizza. Blaine looked away for only a moment but by the time Blaine looked back Santana and Brittany had already gone down to Kurt's room. Blaine knew he had lost his chance to be introduced to Kurt until he came back upstairs. Blaine figured that wasn't likely to happen until midnight when he asked everyone to leave. It would probably take more than one night to learn all those routines.

Quinn and Sam got there before the delivery guy left. Quinn introduced Sam and herself before heading straight down to the basement.

Finn, Puck, Sam and Blaine sat around trying to decide if they should play Call of Duty: World at War or Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 until Mike showed up.

Mike came five minutes later arriving exactly at 6:30. Blaine gave the fourth controller to Mike.  After all Call of Duty: Black Ops wasn't as exciting to him as it was to everyone else that was here.

They hadn't even played for twenty minutes before Artie showed up. Mike let Artie play so he could talk to Blaine. "This morning you were wearing a uniform. What school do you go to?"

Blaine knew where this was going "I attend Dalton Academy." Suddenly Blaine was the most fascinating thing in the room.

 "You said you're in the show choir, right?" Mike asked calmly though Finn and Puck tensed. 

 "Yes I am. We're called the Warblers" Blaine needed to be as forthcoming as possible to make sure they knew he wasn't there to spy on them. The irony being he had convinced the Warblers that spying on the New Directions was a good idea. Which he felt guilty about of course but consoled himself with the knowledge that he knew more than even the New Directions did about their plans; he knew their setlists, choreography for both sectionals and regionals and the music and lyrics to the original songs they would sing. But he wasn't going to use any of it to change the outcome though.

"He's Jesse St Jamesing us" Finn tried to persuade the others.

"No, he isn't. He probably - like us - wasn't told who his competition for sectionals was until after he met Mike." Artie pointed out.

"Yeah, he never brought it up and he doesn't even know he just met most of the New Directions." Mike agreed

"Well, don't tell him." Puck exasperatedly insisted.

"Besides none of us are as obsessed with glee club as Rachel is." Artie told them.

"Okay, so how about no talking about the Warblers or New Directions." Blaine happily suggested.

They all agreed but it still took a while for Finn and Puck to stop acting like at any minute Blaine  was going to jump up and - in Scooby Doo fashion - reveal that he was actually Jesse in disguise.

After a few hours they started falling back into the dynamic Blaine was used to. Puck telling graphic stories of his many conquests, featuring him doing things one could only hope for his sake was lies but knowing at least half of it was true. Sam doing awful impressions that ended with him having to reveal who he meant for it to be. But mostly they just talked about football and video games.

Around 10:30 Quinn, Brittany and Santana came back up stairs. To Blaine's disappointment Kurt wasn't with them.

Blaine heard Santana saying.  "You better watch out for him, Quinn. He was the focus of National's last year and tonight he learned six new routines in four hours. And you know how Coach Sylvester seems to like to reappoint captains this year."

Quinn was irritated but pretended to ignore Santana telling Sam if he wanted her to drive him home he needed to go now.

 Mike offers to drive Sam home so he can stay until midnight.

Thirty minutes after the girls left the guys started talking more about their girlfriends and exes. Which led to pressing intellectual inquiries such as Puck's "What celebrity do you think is most doable?"

Blaine was about to mention he was gay because this was the point in the conversation that it would be appropriate but he caught the sound of someone in the kitchen. It had to be Kurt. Blaine jumped up smiling like an idiot realizing he seemed like a freak. he tried to think of an excuse to go to the kitchen. He feigned a cough "I am going to go get some water." Blaine said as he hurried to leave the room.

Blaine stood in the door way watching Kurt.

Kurt was freshly showered, hair still damp with the smell of his body wash still strong in the air.  He was wearing a long sleeve henley shirts and dancer leggings. Blaine knew Kurt's body well enough to know the way those leggings clung to every curve and long line of Kurt's body left nothing to the imagination. Kurt was singing Scissor Sisters - ‘I Don't Feel Like Dancin'' while making himself a snack. Kurt was dancing around with far more rolling, thrusting hip movements than if he knew someone was watching.   

Blaine had wanted to introduce himself but realized he may have been watching Kurt dance a little too long because his dick was already stiff and straining against his jeans. Blaine took a deep breath trying to get himself together to be able to meet Kurt without looking like a pervert.

"Dude, what are you doing?" Finn shouted accusingly as he and Puck caught Blaine watching Kurt. It was clear Finn thought Blaine was watching Kurt sing and dance as a way to spy for the Warblers.

Blaine froze thinking this couldn't get any worse. But on the plus side at least now he didn't have to worry about being hard when he met Kurt.

Luckily Kurt didn't turn around, he just said "Finn I've asked you not to call me Dude."

"I wasn't talking to you, Kurt. I was talking to him."  Finn explained glowering down at Blaine.

Puck looked into the kitchen and snorted out "Finn this isn't what you think. Let's go."

Blaine looked back at Kurt who was now staring at him in shock and disbelief.

"Hi, I'm Blaine." he said bashfully with a small smile. This was certainly not how he wanted this to go. He was supposed to be suave and debonair sweeping Kurt off his feet.

"No, he's spying. Didn't you see?" Finn protested.

Blaine was half tempted to just tell Finn the Warblers setlist so he would go away.

"Yeah, I saw. Kurt found pants tighter than the ones he wears to school and that Blaine kid was sporting wood for him. I am sure this hasn't got anything to do with singing." Puck told Finn right in front of Kurt and Blaine.

All Blaine could think was this can't be happening. He tried so hard and everything was ruined in a matter of seconds.

Kurt burst out laughing uncontrollably. Through wheezes of laughter he told Puck and Finn to leave.

Blaine realized that this was the most mortifying moment of his life no matter what timeline you were looking at. It was like a nightmare. The love of his life thought he was a ridiculous degenerate. How could he have gotten time rewritten for this? Blaine put his beet red face in his hands.

 "No, no, no. I am sorry. It's going to be okay I swear." Kurt was still fighting to not laugh rubbing his hand up and down Blaine's back comfortingly. "It's just that I didn't expect this. I haven't expected anything that's happened in the past twenty four hours."

This Kurt didn't hate him, he may think he was a weird pervert but not to the point he had Finn or Puck throw him out. Kurt touching him like this, trying to soothe him really did make him feel better. Blaine might still be able to make this work. Blaine looked at Kurt smiling face, eyes shining from laughter. Blaine couldn't help chuckling out "I can relate."