Kurt picked up a box from the back of the U-HAUL truck and walked towards the house. Rachel grabbed another box and followed behind him.

"And Blaine said that she asked for his phone number," Kurt said continuing their conversation as they walked through the house to deposit the boxes in his room. "And so he had to explain to her that, you know, he doesn't play for her team."

Rachel's head turned to watch Finn as he tried to work out how to fit a bed frame through a doorway.

"And she didn't believe him. Apparently she thought he didn't seem camp enough to be gay and she's convinced he's making it up as an excuse so she's super pissed. And now he has to sing with her in front of crowds of people!"

Kurt dropped his box down in his new room and Rachel copied him. He was about to leave to get another box but stopped after he spotted the amused look on Rachel's face.

"What?" Kurt demanded.

"Nothing..." she said. "It's just you've been talking about Blaine all day."

"I have not!" he said defensively.

"Admit it, Kurt. You like Blaine."

"Well... of course I like Blaine. Why else would I talk to him?" Kurt said casually.

"You know what I mean," Rachel replied, smirking. "You have a crush on him!"

"WHAT?" he shrieked. "Of course I don't... How could I? I haven't even met him!"

"Oh come on Kurt, you're practically obsessed with him."

"Oh I'm obsessed am I?" Kurt said sarcastically. "And you didn't offer to help me move just so you could spy on Finn all day?"

"I have no idea what you are talking about," Rachel said quickly. "I'm going to get another box."

Rachel stalked out of the room leaving Kurt thinking over her words. Why would she think he had a crush on Blaine? Is it even possible to crush on someone that you haven't actually met? Thinking about more, Kurt decided it probably was possible to have a crush or even fall in love with the idea of someone, even if you haven't met them yet. But he wasn't crushing on Blaine. Definitely not.

Exhausted, Kurt collapsed on his bed. He was pleased with the new house. Just as his dad had promised, it was much bigger than their old house and also Carole and Finn's house. Through the wall he heard something smash and wondered what Finn had managed to break. Next to Kurt's room Finn finally had a bedroom bigger than a closet and without a hint of cowboy wallpaper.

Kurt wasn't sure if his new room was actually bigger or if it just seemed to be, now that he was out of the basement and finally had a large window which let in much more light. Although it was getting late and the sun was setting, casting an orange glow over his room.

He looked at the mountain of boxes and groaned. He'd leave them for tomorrow. After a whole day of moving boxes and furniture he was too tired to think about unpacking them now.

"KURT! FINN!" he heard his dad call from downstairs. He heard Finn bounding down the stairs and dragged himself off his bed to follow him.

"What take-out do you guys want?" Burt asked once Kurt had entered the kitchen.

"Can we get Pizza?" Finn asked excitedly.

"No!" Kurt admonished. "Dad you're supposed to be on a heart healthy diet."

"We haven't unpacked any of the kitchen stuff, or even have any food to cook," Burt pointed out. "And we're not going out for dinner," he added quickly before Kurt could speak. "It's our first night in the new Hummel-Hudson household and we're going to eat here."

Kurt looked over to Carole hoping for some support.

"Sweetie, one pizza won't hurt. We'll go shopping tomorrow okay?" she said, soothingly.

They all looked at him waiting for his reaction, Finn audibly whining.

"Fine." he relented. "But we're getting pizzas with low fat cheese."

"Yes!" Finn yelled. Kurt laughed as his step-brother ran to grab the phone.

40 minutes later they were sitting around the dining table enjoying their first meal in their new house. Burt had opened of the kitchen boxes to find some wine glasses. They clashed with the pizza boxes and napkins they were using to dine, but it seemed fitting.

"A toast," Burt announced raising his glass. "To the joining of the hummel and hudson households." They all raised their glasses to the toast. Kurt was too young to remember moving into his old home but sitting here now with his family, it felt like a new beginning.

Kurt heard a 'ding' that meant he had received a new text message. His hand automatically travelled to his pocket but he stopped when he saw his dad raising an eyebrow at him. He ignored the phone and moved his hand back. Tonight was about family and it could wait.

With dinner finished and tidied up there wasn't much to do since most of their possessions were still packed in boxes. Tired from moving, Burt and Carole said good night and went to bed. Kurt went to his room and pulled his phone from his pocket.

From Blaine: Hey, how did the move go?

From Kurt: We're all moved in so it was a success! Still a lot left to unpack, including my computer but I'm pretty tired so I'm gonna sleep soon

From Blaine: I'm glad it went smoothly. I didn't hear from you again last night, were you alright in the end?

From Kurt: Yeah... you were right and my dad was still awake. We spent a long time talking, about my mom and stuff

From Blaine: Told you so

From Kurt: We agreed that we'll still have photos of her up in the new house and make sure she's not forgotten. Carole and Finn lost Finn's dad so they understand

From Blaine: I'm glad you're ok now

From Kurt: I'm falling asleep here so I'll talk to you tomorrow. Hopefully I'll be back online by then!

From Blaine: Night x

Kurt left his room and walked down the dark corridor towards the bathroom, stopping when he hit something solid.

"OUCH."

"Finn?"

The hallway filled with light and he saw Finn standing in front of him, his hand on the light switch.

"Sorry," Kurt hissed. "I thought everyone was asleep."

"It's ok," Finn whispered back. He returned to his room but stopped before closing the door. "Hey, Kurt."

"Yeah?" Kurt said, a hand on the bathroom door.

"I'm really glad that we're a proper family now." Finn said earnestly.

"Me too," Kurt smiled back.

Kurt scrambled under his desk plugging leads into the back of his computer. Even with his limited technical knowledge he could at least set up his desktop PC. Especially when all of the cables and ports were helpfully colour coded. He may not know what VGA or PS/2 were, but he knew that the blue cable went into the blue port and the green cable went into the green port. A few minutes later he turned his computer on and settled back into his chair as it loaded.

Blaine: He returns!

Kurt: Hey there :)

Blaine: I was wondering when you'd be on

Kurt: I know I said I might be on yesterday but I was busy Christmas shopping with my step-mom and I've only just set up my computer

Blaine: It's fine :p I was just hoping I'd catch you before I had to leave

Kurt: Where are you going?

Blaine: Well it's Christmas eve

Kurt: Oh the theme park!

Blaine: Yep

Kurt: Well break a leg :)

Blaine: Thanks! And I have an early present for you

Kurt: Ummm?

Blaine: Gotta run, Check your email ;) x

Blaine is now offline

Slightly confused, Kurt opened a web browser so he could log in to his email account. He read the most recent email, sent 20 minutes ago.

Hey Kurt!

I'm not sure when you'll get this but hopefully in time for Christmas. Anyway, I promised I would send you an mp3 of me singing one of my favourite songs (and yes I am arrogant enough to say a clip of me singing is a present). So consider it a Christmas present, and a note of how glad I am that we're friends :)

Blaine x

Fingers shaking slightly as he moved the mouse, Kurt realised there was a file attached to the email 'yoursong'.

He jumped out of his seat and dived towards the box nearest to the desk, quickly trying to find his headphones. After fumbling to untangle them he plugged the headphones in and double clicked the file. He held his breath and the music started, it was just a piano and he wondered if Blaine was playing it himself. Then for the first time he heard Blaine's voice.

It's a little bit funny
This feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can
Easily hide

I don't have much money
But boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where
We both could live

So excuse me forgetting,
But these things I do
See i've forgotten if
They're green or they're blue

Anyway the thing is
What I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes
I've ever seen

And you can tell everybody
This is your song
It may be quite simple but
Now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is
Now you're in the world.

If I was a sculptor
But then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a
Travelling show

I know it's not much but
It's the best I can do
My gift is my song and
This one's for you

And you can tell everybody
This is your song
It may be quite simple but
Now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is
Now you're in the world.

The song ended and Kurt was left staring at the screen. He expected Blaine to be good but he was much better than that. Kurt recognised the song instantly but he'd never heard it sang that way before. He could see why Blaine would have got a gig singing a love song. He had a way of singing and making it sound like he meant every word. Kurt clicked play and listened again. And again. After the 4th time he slammed his head down on his desk.

"Shit," he mumbled. Denial was a safe place to be but he wouldn't be able to crawl back there now. And listening to Blaine finish the song for the 4th time Kurt admitted to himself that he was in love.