Today's classes were the same as yesterday's. Mostly boring, thought Kurt tried to pay more attention to what was being said rather than talking to Blaine. He doesn't want to talk to him in case he brings up what he saw yesterday. Kurt knows he is being unreasonable. He is new, and Blaine has been nothing but helpful to him all day yesterday. But Kurt will have to talk to him eventually as they need to choose a song for the Christmas assignment.

It was nearing the end of French class, and Kurt turned to Blaine.

"So, are we still on for after school?" Kurt brought up, trying to be nonchalant. Blaine gave him a surprised look.

"You're talking to me now? After almost no talk all day?" He bit out. Kurt was slightly taken back.

"I…I'm sorry. About yesterday too, when I left. I didn't mean to be so snippy. I really am excited about coming over though to find a song." Kurt apologized, looking down at his hands and started playing with his own fingers. Blaine let out a small huff, and placed his hands over top of Kurts.

"It's okay. We can still get together at my place, if you want?" Blaine questioned. Kurt nodded and finished up the last of the notes as the final bell rang. They gathered up their books and headed towards their locker.

"If you want, you can follow me in your car instead of me giving you directions. It should be easier. Oh, and just to let you know, we have a school assembly this Friday and the glee club has been asked to perform a Christmas song. We agreed this last week when you weren't here, so I thought I'd give you a heads up." Blaine informed.

"Thank you. And yes, I'll follow you. In my car." Kurt added a bit awkwardly.

"Awesome! Well, I'm ready if you are." Blaine said. Kurt put away his last book and slammed the locker shut.

"I'm ready then too. On wards." Kurt declared and they headed towards the parking lot. As they exited the school, a shout of 'Head's up homo's!' was the only warning before Kurt's world was turned red and freezing cold. He was reminded of falling face first into a snow bank back home in the North Pole, and he growled and wiped his eyes.

"What the hell was that? Are you honestly this stupid? This dye could seriously hurt someone if it got far enough into someones eye, then where would that leave you? With a law suit. Oh god, why did I even take this job." Kurt muttered at the end to himself.

"Come on Kurt, they aren't worth it." Blaine calmly said and pulled Kurt back into the school to wash what Kurt could now see as a slushy off of them. Into the closest girls bathroom, Blaine pulled his cardigan off and ran it under water before shoving his head underneath it as well. Kurt, after a moment of hesitation, pulled off his jacket and ran his own head underneath another tap. Pulling back out after getting most of it off, he caught sight of Blaine shaking his hair, curls all over the place. Kurt stared, mesmerized by said curls. Blaine ran his hand through his hair with a frown.

"Great, now my hairs a mess. I'm sorry about what happened though. I should have warned you it might have happened." he apologized then gave Kurt a puzzled glance, "Is something the matter?"

"Huh? Oh! No, no, no! I'm just…your hair. It looks good, all curly." Kurt responded, his face warming up. A pink tinge came to Blaine's cheeks as well.

"Well...we should get going though. I'll wash your jacket when we get to my place.

"That's okay. I'll clean it when I get home. No worries." came Kurt's quick response. How would Blaine wash an illusion? Was it even possible, or would it just disappear? Either way, Kurt could not let Blaine clean the coat. They exited the girls bathroom and re-exited the school, with a glance around the parking lot to make sure it was empty of the jocks. It was so they went to the respective cars. Kurt got in the navigator, turned it on and waited for Blaine to leave the parking lot in his jeep. Pulling his car into drive, both boys left and headed the way to Blaine's house. Kurt flicked on the radio and 'We Need a Little Christmas' was playing. Laughing, Kurt sang along to the station during the drive.

A few Christmas tunes later, Blaine pulled into the drive way of a two story house and Kurt parked on the street in front of the house and got out.

"Nice place you got here." he complimented.

"Thanks. Now let's going. Are you hungry or thirsty? I can make us some hot chocolate if you want." Blaine offered.

"Sure. Can't say no to that." Kurt joked and followed Blaine inside.

"Mother, I'm home" Blaine hollered to the house. Short stature woman came bustling out of what Kurt assumed was the living room and greeted the two boys.

"Welcome home Blaine. How wa-" she cut off her question as she saw Kurt.

"Hello. Nice to meet you. I'm Kurt Celyn." Kurt introduced himself an held out his hand. Blaines mother hesitated, looking at Blaine, back to Kurt before taking it and shaking it slowly.

"Hello. I'm Nancy Anderson. Blaine, you didn't say you were inviting your….friend? Your friend over." she questioned, almost wincing when she said friend.

"I did say I was having someone over to practice for glee club." Blaine reminded his mother, and headed towards the stairs. Kurt went to follow, only pausing to say to his mother,

"It was nice meeting you. You have a lovely home, Mrs. Anderson." Kurt told Nancy, who just gave a short nod and he hurried up the stairs after Blaine.

"So, welcome to my humble abode. It's a bit of a mess so I apologize." Blaine directed with his arms open, waving around his room. Kurt took in the broadway musical posters, the expansive book collections along an entire wall almost, his desk, and a cork board full of photos.

"It's very nice. I do applaud the musical stuff." Kurt informed Blaine with a small grin. Blaine laughed in reply.

"Well, I guess we should pick a song to sing. Any ideas?" Blaine asked.

"I have always had a fondness for 'Let it Snow', what about you?" Kurt suggested. Blaine thought for a moment.

"Well, I know it's not going to be the same, as it was sung by a girl and boy, but I just love 'Baby, It's Cold Outside.' " Blaine confessed.

"We could listen to a couple covers of each to see what we like? And we need an idea for a group song." Blaine reminded.

"I won't do anything else but 'Do They Know It's Christmas." Kurt made known. Blaine's eyebrows rose and agreed. He then sat at his desk where a computer was located, and Kurt stood beside him, leaning down on the desk with one hand. For the next half hour, the looked at you tube at different ways people have done both let it snow and baby, it's cold outside. Each time one of Blaine's choices was played, all Kurt could think of was singing that with Blaine, being flirty with him and maybe, although not likely at all, getting a kiss from this. After the 5th song each, Kurt gave in,

"Alright, I have to say that I think Baby, It's Cold Outside is the best choice. It will be new and different, and possibly controversial."

"Great! Now, would you object to singing the voice, and I'll sing the echo?" Blaine asked.

"Sure, though you know way back when, when the song first came out, it wasn't written as she and he, her and him, or female and male, but rather as mouse and wolf? Neat isn't it." Kurt informed. Blaine agreed and got a karaoke track to play for them. They sang through it almost perfectly, barely stuttering a bit at the verse with 'gosh your lips look delicious' in it. After a few times through, Blaine got up and stretched.

"What about choreography? Are we going to do the whole, running and chasing thing you think?" Blaine questioned.

"I don't see why not. Let's try the song again, and just go with it with choreography." Kurt agreed. And they did. Every time Blaine got near to Kurt, he would get up and run around to another spot in the room with a coy smile on his face.

"Look out that window at that storm."

"My sister will be suspicious."

"Gosh your lips look delicious." Here Blaine's eyes flicked down to Kurt's lips where he was leaning across the bed towards Kurt. Kurt licked his lips and almost missed his next line, spinning around to the end of the bed.

"My brother will be there at the door."

"Waves upon a tropical shore."

"My maiden aunt's mind is vicious."

"Gosh your lips are delicious." By now, Blaine had come up to the end of the bed as well and was inches from Kurt, his lips inches from Kurt's. Kurt once again licked his lips, completely missing his line.

"I…I should get going. Burt will be looking for me and I don't want to worry him. Thanks for the practice, Blaine. It was nice meeting your mom." Kurt hurried to gather his coat and waved at Blaine as he made his way back downstairs and out the door. As he passed the threshold, a tall man stepped out of his vehicle in the drive way. As he noticed Kurt, who's face had flushed from being close to Blaine and from rushing, his face turned dark and angry. He opened his mouth to say something nasty, Kurt assumed by looking at the dark look, when Mrs. Anderson interrupted.

"Honey, you're home early. Come inside, it's getting cold out." she hollered from the door. Kurt took Mr. Anderson's distracted gaze as a getaway and made his way to his car.

"I thought I told that son of ours he is to never bring one of his…of his…boyfriends," he spat out the word as if it burnt his tongue, "To my house." That was what Kurt heard before he closed his door, turned on the engine and left to his house, shaken.

When Kurt got back home, he felt his phone vibrate. He pulled it out and saw that Blaine had texted him.