Lights flashed and music boomed. Ravers with their paint covered faces dance close as they let the power of the drugs they've taken overcome and drive their bodies and souls to as far as they could go. Sam, grinding up again Quinn, smiled greatly. He was proud of his idea to come and he couldn't wait until he and Finn began planning Rachel's birthday party. Maybe he could bring even more friends to go along with X, G, and K? Feeling the tap upon his shoulder, Sam turned to see Finn behind him. In his arms was a half-conscious Rachel.

"Sam, what's happening!" Finn questioned urgently.

"She's fallen out." Sam told him, pulling Rachel toward him. "I'll take her; she'll be fine."

"No!" Finn pulled Rachel back, lifting her into his arms. "I got her."

"Get her outside. She needs air." Sam instructed him. Finn left with a stiff nod, carrying Rachel out the front doors.

Kurt and Blaine, who were dancing closer than normal, laughed as they moved with light sticks back and forth; the bright blue color illuminating the darkness as they hopped to the beat of the techno music. Leaning forward, Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine, hoping to steal a kiss.

Blaine pushed him back, laughing. "Doing it?"

"I didn't take it." Kurt informed him, referring to the blue little pill Sam handed out earlier to all those that paid. Kurt leaned forward again, this time successfully planting his lips upon his boyfriend. Pushing back, Blaine looked around, thankful that everyone was too high or drunk, and caught up in their own little world to notice.

"Hey! Let's get some air!" He shouted over the music, pushing past Kurt to go out the side doors. Kurt followed shortly.

Once outside, Blaine walked down the long walkway until he was behind the building where no one could see him in the shadows. Grabbing Kurt's hand, Blaine pushed him up against the stone wall and kissed him hard, his hands roaming the taller boys body. Kurt allowed the last for about five seconds before shoving Blaine away.

"You can't kiss me inside?" He asked.

Blaine stumbled back, looking as if he'd been slapped. "I said I needed some air." He said innocent.

"I heard you." Moving from the wall, Kurt walked deeper into the shadows. Partly because he was angry with Blaine, but mostly because he didn't want Blaine to see the tears in his eyes or how red his face was becoming due to the embarrassment.

Sighing heavily, Blaine followed. Stopping just behind his boyfriend, Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt, pulling him closer. "I know this world can have a place for us. If we just try to find a way to trust that time will be kind. In a fantasy I dream, awake, but reality is give and take. You take what you can, you give time a chance, we have to wait until the world is fast asleep. I'll wipe away your doubt, show you why we keep the best kept secret. The best kept secret of all."

Turning, Kurt wraps his arms around Blaine's shoulder. "All I ever want is there in your eyes. They tell me I'm alright and I realize I always knew. We whisper words when we're alone at night; I want to hear them in the morning light!" Turning in Kurt's arms, Blaine looked up to the moon, smiling brokenly at it's sweetness. There are no rules on the moon. No hate or judgment. To live there would be a dream come true; to bring Kurt would be even better. "Cause with love on our side maybe we'd be alright. Beneath a million stars there's no need to pretend. I want to be with you, I think it's time that we end the best kept secret. . . ."

Turning, Blaine stared darkly into Kurt's eyes. "It's best kept secret."

"Just look around us!" Kurt urged. "No one seems to care. A thousand people saw us dancing there, You have to give the world a chance-"

"A chance to what?" Blaine cut him off. "To see how deep the world can cut? This is all a fantasy," He pointed towards the doors where seen through were people dancing and laughing without a care. "then we go back to school! Just think it through. . . ."

"I think it through and then you shut me up! You're such a coward!"

"And you're a fool!" The two started before one another, as if cowboys ready to duel. Shaking their heads, they sighed. Kurt looked to the sky, blinking the tears away. "You know we can't go on forever this way."

"All this 'forever' . . . can't you live for today?"

"We have to grow up. . . . There's so much more to love!"

"It's best kept secret." Blaine said sternly.

Kurt stared at his boyfriend desperately. He didn't want to fight. For once he wanted a good night with no fighting and crying. "Best kept secret." He agreed.

Stepping forward, Blaine pulled Kurt into his arms. "Best kept secret." They said together, before pulling one another into their arms, kissing deeply and meaningfully. When they pulled apart, Kurt nuzzled against Blaine, smiling childishly. "I love you, Blaine." Stepping closer, Blaine kissed Kurt softly.

Unknown to either of them, Finn, who had taken Rachel out of some air and allowed her to sleep in the van, was making his way back to get Lucas. He saw the kiss behind his hazy fog, and nearly fell back. When he blinked, the boys were gone, having gone back to the rave. Shaking his head, he went inside, thinking it was just a hallucination.