"Hey!" A cheery yet rough voice chirped into Kurt's ear as two strangely soft and masculine hands grabbed his shoulders.

It was 11 o' clock on Sunday and he was sitting at his usual table at the Lima Bean, sipping his grande non-fat Mocha happily as the rest of the coffee shop seemed deserted with the exception of a tired mother and her two hyperactive kids and a raven-haired businessman on his laptop.

Kurt turned around with one eyebrow lifted as he took in the glorious sight that was Blaine Anderson. Kurt checked him out quickly to note that Blaine was wearing and he instantly recognized the outfit from last month's Vogue in the last month or so from the Ralph Lauren category.

Blaine was donned in a tight fitting emerald green sweater which had a plain hazy-blue button-up underneath it with super-tight Slim-Fit Hudson Wash Jeans on. His hair - unlike yesterday's adorably curly mess - was gelled down to perfection with the exception of a tiny curl that slipped past his forehead and edged towards the end of Blaine's eyebrow.

What really impressed Kurt, though, was a sheer black beret accompanied by a scarf he recognized from Macy's back in Akron, Ohio - A Thai Dark Emerald Green Handwoven Raw Silk Fabric Scarf that matched his sweater perfectly.

Blaine then coughed, snapping Kurt out of his trance and causing him to blush as Blaine smirked a little.

"Um..." Kurt cleared his throat awkwardly and gestured for Blaine to sit down with his coffee, "So, what brings you to my neck of the woods?"

Blaine raised his eyebrows, "Uh, Kurt, you do know I come here at least three times a week, right?"

Kurt's eyes widened comically, "No way."

Blaine attempted to make the awkward turtle sign which caused the two boys to erupt with laughter at Blaine's finger-fail.

"So, you're transferring to McKinley?" Kurt asked, cocking his head a little as he twirled his half-full coffee cup around on the table.

"Tomorrow," Blaine stated proudly while grinning that breathtakingly smile at Kurt, causing his breath to catch.

"Favorite movie?" Kurt asked out of the blue, causing Blaine to stare at him as if he were a crazy person, "I want to get to know you - As my g-girlfriend's brother, I mean."

I wonder when he'll come out, Blaine thought idly as the boy in front of him stammered adorably, "Sure," Blaine shrugged, "I'd have to say... RENT. What about you?"

"Wicked, for sure." Kurt winked - actually winked. Blaine grinned back in a dopey manner back at him.

"A personal favorite," Blaine agreed, "Favorite artist?"

"Lady Gaga!" Kurt's eyes brightened, the words sounding a bit off as Blaine's eyes widened. Crap. Kurt had used his 'old', effeminate voice, so he cleared his throat, "Sorry," He spoke in a lower tone, "Something got caught in my throat."

Blaine looked a bit skeptical, "Okay." He answered hesitantly, "Mine's Katy Perry! By the way, where's my sister?"

Kurt took a sip of his coffee, "She was having girl-time with Mercedes and Tina." Truthfully, Kurt was crestfallen that since he put on a 'straight' facade, he stopped hanging out with the girls. Kurt then stuck on a smile as he realized just how much of a touchy-feel-y person Blaine is.

They kept talking for around 2 hours and Kurt left with a small hug as Blaine realized that he had just fallen completely head-over-heels for his sister's boyfriend.

Well, shit.

The next day at school, Kurt kept a watchful out eye for Blaine, but didn't see him through first and second periods.

Rachel suddenly leaned up against Kurt's locker with a frustrated look on her face, "Kurt..." She got out through clenched teeth.

"Whoa, Scary Rachel," Kurt was suddenly terrified as Rachel took him by the shoulder-pads and led him into an empty classroom, latching herself onto him and kissing him fiercely.

Kurt automatically kissed back for a second but stopped, "Rach, what's wrong?"

Rachel started sucking on his neck, "You've been ignoring me all day." She mumbled.

Kurt drew back, "What?"

Rachel pouted, "You've been distant."

"Just because I'm not needy doesn't mean that I don't need my own space." Kurt clarified but immediately apologized at the hurt look on Rachel's face, "Hey, hey," He enveloped her into a hug, "Sorry, I've just been in a bad mood today, that's all."

Rachel immediately relaxed into the hug and thought of a plan.

"Taste the rainbow, fag!" David Karofsky's voice slurred as he tossed a blue slushie into Blaine Anderson's face.

Blaine felt humiliated as he saw people glance at him and his eyes started stinging. Suddenly, he was led into the girl's restroom by an Asian girl and an African American girl.

"Uh... Hi?" He asked as they gathered towels and started cleaning him up.

The Asian was strictly focusing on her own business but the other girl smiled, "Hello, Mr. Anderson."

"You know me?" Blaine asked, shocked.

"Of course we do - Rachel's been ranting about you lately." The Asian responded, washing Blaine's curls as the other dried his clothes from the sticky liquid.

After they were done, the Asian smiled at him, "Hi, I'm Tina and this is Mercedes. Sometimes we have sleepovers at Rachel's, but we never run into you, so..."

"Pleasure to meet you!" Blaine smiled as he exited the room, "Thanks, by the way."

"No biggie," Mercedes shrugged and Tina nodded.

Blaine picked his bag back up off the ground as a beautiful but pregnant blonde stopped him, "Blaire Anderson?" She asked sweetly.

"It's Blaine, but yes?" Blaine inquired, smiling at her with his most dapper smile.

The girl rolled her eyes, "I'm Quinn. Have you seen Puckerman?"

"Who?" Blaine asked - the name rung a bell, but he couldn't remember whose it was.

"Never mind, he's here," Quinn stormed past him to grab a boy with a mohawk by the ear and - Wait! That was the douche that got all up on his sister. Before he had a chance to scream at the guy, a sad voice broke him from his trance, "Hey."

Blaine turned around to be met by a gigantic boy who was looking at him quizzically, "You look just like your sister..." The boy mused, eyes taking on a faraway look.

"And you are...?" Blaine was getting a bit impatient: How many people knew him here and would ambush him?

"Finn. Finn Hudson." The sad, sleepless boy responded rubbing his eyes, "You thinking of joining Glee?" He asked.

Blaine nodded, "Is there a football team?"

Finn's eyes brightened, "You play?"

"Yup - A bit short, but I play a mean tailback."

"Tailback?" Finn looked confused.

"Running back? Halfback? Fullback?"

Finn's eyes brightened even more with recognition, "Oh man, we could totally get you a position! Strando totally fucked up, last game and his position's wide open!"

"Really?" Blaine grinned and Finn's smile faltered.

"Sorry, it's just - you remind me of Rachel as like a dude."

"Didn't you break her heart?" Blaine asked confusedly.

Finn nodded, eyes welling up with tears, "I just wanted to y'know give my whole heart to her and then she started dating Kurt and all..."

"I'm sorry." Blaine placed a hand on Finn's shoulder. Finn shook his head and said, "I don't need your pity. If it wasn't like Kurt then it would be someone else. Which is weird because I thought Kurt was gay before this year."

"Really?" Blaine asked.

"Yeah, everyone did, and- Never mind, I have to go." Finn swiftly left Blaine in the corridor. When Blaine turned around he got this odd feeling in his chest as he saw a disheveled Kurt and Rachel stepping out of a chemistry classroom, faces flushed and lips rosy red.

"So..." Santana Lopez drew circles around Kurt's thigh as he sat down for Glee and Kurt immediately jerked his knee away.

"What the hell?" Kurt hissed at her as the other Glee clubbers filed into the room.

"What? I just wantz a piece of dat ass. So, Breadstix at seven? The Israeli Munchkin doesn't have to know..." Santana smirked bluntly as she inched her fingers closer to Kurt's crotch as he practically leaped away from her.

"I'm with Rachel. Besides, what brought this on?"

Santana shrugged, "Ever since you started dating Hobbit, you've been super hot - besides, Puckerman lost it since Quinn's going super-sized and I have needs."

"Then get what you 'need' from someone else?" Kurt suggested inching away from her as she frowned.

"Seriously, Hummel. I'm way hotter than Berry. Why not give me a spin? I can seriously ride you until I bleed."

Kurt wrinkled his nose, "As... appealing as that sounds, no thanks."

"What did you just say, Skittles?" Santana narrowed her eyes, "I bet the prude hasn't even put out for you yet."

"You don't know her at all." Kurt snapped at her as Brittany took her by the pinkie, sitting down and waving at Kurt.

"Come on, Gelfling - you know you want me." Santana practically thrust her boobs at him as he edged away.

"Uh, actually, no. I don't" He responded.

"What? You gay or something?" She chuckled and he froze up for a second before Finn was stood in front of them.

"Santana, back off. He's with Rachel." Finn started hollowly.

"I thought you wanted them to break up," Santana raised an eyebrow.

"Not like that." Finn answered back and turned to Kurt, "No offense dude because you're my friend and great and all, but I'll admit it. I like Rachel. More than you, probably. I just want her to be happy." He smiled a watery smile as Quinn looked at him sympathetically from where she and Puckerman were sitting next to Brittany.

"You're a great person, Finn." Kurt smiled and Santana made a gagging noise.

Kurt rolled his eyes and scooted back a seat to sit next to Mike who threw him a questioning glance.

Mr. Schue then walked in with Blaine in tow, "Guys, this is Blaine Anderson, and he'll be auditioning for us," Mr. Schue stated distractedly as he started looking around for something, "Start when you're ready, Blaine."

Blaine blushed a little at the 12 people who were watching him expectantly, "Can I have a guitar?" He mustered in a loud voice as Puck wordlessly took a guitar from a band member and handed it to him, "Right, so this is a song by the amazing Fleetwood Mac and it's kind of dedicated to someone... Special."

Blaine looked Kurt straight in the eyes as Rachel moved up to be next to Kurt and cuddled up to him as Kurt wrapped his arms around her.

"If I could turn the page
In time then I'd rearrange just a day or two
Close my, close my, close my eyes"

He strummed on his guitar as his dreamy voice shocked everyone and sent the girls (and Kurt) excluding Rachel into puddles of goo.

"But I couldn't find a way
So I'll settle for one day to belive in you
Tell me, tell me, tell me lies"

Blaine looked straight into Kurt's guilty eyes as he sung the next few lines, Quinn and Santana joining into the chorus. Mike practically rocked out as Blaine got to the chorus and Rachel grinned, proud of her brother.

"Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies"

Blaine grinned as he was singing when Quinn and Santana stood up and started dancing and backing him up with their seductive voices.

"Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies
Oh, no, no you can't disguise
You can't disguise, no you can't disguise"

By that point, Finn had taken over the drums and Puck was rocking out on the electric guitar while Kurt was staring at Blaine in admiration.

"Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies

Although I'm not making plans
I hope that you understand there's a reason why
Close your, close your, close your eyes

No more broken hearts
We're better off apart let's give it a try
Tell me, tell me, tell me lies

Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies"

The girls then all joined in as everyone danced around the room, pointing at a significant other or a random friend.

"Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies
Oh, no, no you can't disguise
You can't disguise, no you can't disguise
Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies"

If I could turn the page
In time then I'd rearrange just a day or two
Close my, close my, close my eyes

But I couldn't find a way
So I'll settle for one day to belive in you
Tell me, tell me, tell me lies"

By then, everyone started singing along and Blaine looked overjoyed as Kurt spun around him and subtly winked before running to chase Brittany around the room as Rachel danced with... Finn?

"Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies
Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies
Oh, no, no you can't disguise
You can't disguise, no you can't disguise"

Mr. Schue looked like he was on crack as he grinned so wide, "I think we have a new member!" He announced as Blaine grinned, proud of himself.

As the clock in Kurt's navigator reached ten o' clock, Rachel stopped watching the drive-in movie that Kurt had taken her to - Love Story - and studied Kurt's profile and turned the radio on. Kurt mostly just continued watching the movie as Rachel leaned into him.

"I wanna do bad things with you.

When you came in the air went out.
And every shadow filled up with doubt.
I don't know who you think you are,
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you."

By that point, Rachel was sucking on Kurt's neck and her hand was lazing up and down his clothes chest. Honestly, he thought she was a prude, but now she had his full attention as she licked stripes up and down Kurt's neck as he gulped nervously. What the hell was he supposed to do?

"I'm the kind to sit up in his room.
Heart sick an' eyes filled up with blue.
I don't know what you've done to me,
But I know this much is true:
I wanna do bad things with you."

Then, Rachel smirked as Kurt licked his lips in nervousness. They were just going to make out, right? Kurt did that with Brittany about a week before dating Rachel for the experience, but he was still very much a virgin.

"When you came in the air went out.
And all those shadows there filled up with doubt.
I don't know who you think you are,
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.
I wanna do real bad things with you.
Ow, ooh."

Rachel then moved herself so she was straddling Kurt's lap, mouthing the words along.

"I don't know what you've done to me,
But I know this much is true:
I wanna do bad things with you.
I wanna do real bad things with you."

As she began unbuttoning his shirt, she wrapped both legs around his waist, pushing down and whimpering as 'Don't You Want Me' by The Human League came on.

Then Kurt understood - she was searching for a hard-on. His whole relationship was depending on this: If she found out, then his secret would be out and she would dump him immediately.

Kurt immediately closed his eyes and imagine a boy straddling him, soft tongue sucking at his neck and immediately grew hard, thrusting up into Rachel and making both moan at the feeling of someone doing this with them.

"I want you so bad," Rachel whispered into his ear as she slowly lifted herself off him and plopped herself back onto his raging member through his jeans. She did the same thing over and over again as Kurt lost himself in the feeling of dry-humping the beautiful boy he was imagining.

Kurt shrugged in defeat as he let Rachel slide his shirt off and he reclined their seat so that they were laying down and searched for something to satisfy them.

Rachel tore her own shirt off as her mini-skirt hiked up when Kurt slid his hand underneath it and drew circles around an unspeakable part of her body over her underwear, making her scream out, "Kurt!"

Suddenly, Rachel slid back down causing Kurt to stare up at the wall wondering what the boy of his dreams would do next. He suddenly felt a hand at his crotch and the zipper being pulled down.

Right as she was about to slide the boxers down and give Kurt a blow-job, his eyes snapped open. Shit! This wasn't the... boy he was imagining. This was Rachel - his best friend, the girl he cared about, the girl with feelings.

He didn't want what was most likely her first sexual experience to be in the back of a car with some closeted guy, so he stopped her, "Wait."

Rachel looked up at him as the song that Blaine sung in Glee that day rung through his mind, "What is it? Was I not... good?" Rachel started tearing up.

"No-No, you were amazing, Rach." Kurt assured her, "I'm just... I'm a... virgin, Rachel."

Rachel's eyes widened, "Really?"

"Aren't you?"

"Well, yes..." Rachel started.

"I just don't want you to... regret this," Wise choice of words, Kurt, "And I think we might be going a bit too fast.

Rachel suddenly reclined the chair back up so that she was sitting on Kurt's lap, "I thought you were getting bored of me and I saw Santana flirting with you today so I thought you would leave me for her." She looked up at him with those widely innocent chocolate eyes.

"You don't have to worry, Rach-A-Rach - there's no other girl I would rather be with than you," No joke, Hummel, The voice inside his head added bitterly.

Rachel smiled and pecked him on the lips before turning to the screen where the credits were rolling, "Aww, we missed it." She pouted.

"Come on, let's get you home, honey." Kurt smiled as she crawled back into her seat and buckled her seat belt.

He was still hard but after dropping Rachel off at her house and walking her to the door before giving her a chaste goodnight kiss, he went home and jacked himself off on his bed to the boy he was imagining the whole night through.

Suddenly, Kurt came into his hand as he moaned the boy's name quietly, "Blaine!"

Santana had always had suspicions about Hummel. He was obviously not her type, but she wanted to get back on top - Ever since Quinn got knocked up and Rachel started going through the school's bad-asses, less news had been focused on Santana.

After her plan to get into his pants failed, she followed him and midget to a cheesy drive-in where they were showing 'Love Story' and smirked. That wasn't gay at all...

Her smile quickly fell off of her face as Hummel's car started rocking back and forth and a shrill voice started moaning his name loudly.

Hummel sure had everyone fooled. But she had an awesome gay-dar. Even if Hummel was serious about Berry, he was at least bi - don't think she didn't notice the prep-boy staring at him during his song and Hummel checking his ass out, after Glee.

She grinned as she drove out of the parking lot, already forming a plan to spite Berry. She seriously had nothing against Hummel: He was actually kind of hot in a weird way, but Berry was just plain annoying.

The next day, Kurt and Rachel were attached by the hip during Glee, but when everyone left, Blaine felt a rustle in the back pocket of his jeans. As Blaine read the note, his heart skipped a beat - Kurt was finally ready to talk about his problems?

Before he could comply with the message, Matt Rutherford stopped him, "Hey dude - Come by my place tomorrow so I can get you ready for Tanaka."

"The coach?" Blaine raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, big temper issue," Mike said from next to Matt.

"Okay." Blaine smiled as the two boys went separate ways to get to their cars. Blaine looked down at the message and ran to the football bleachers.

419-555-0172

Meet me in the bleachers after Glee. - K xoxo