A/N:

Salve, everyone! This is Gale here, welcoming you to this little one-shot I wrote the other day in math class! I don't really like the teacher for my math class, so I just choose not to pay attention and write fanfiction instead. This...isn't the best, but it's not the worst I've ever written. I hope everyone enjoys it...this is a little look into what Blaine was thinking during Blackbird a la Kurt. Read and review! I love reviews...they make me happy! Even if they are negative, because I know that people have spent five seconds focused on ME! That normally doesn't happen, by the way.

I think all of y'all know this, but I don't own Glee. There, I said it. My therapist said confession was the first step. I think she's lying.

Blaine POV -

"I know we have to practice doo-oping behind Blaine as he sings a medley of the entire Pink catalog, but I would really like to sing for Pavarotti."

My grimace began to dissolve as the opening notes for Blackbird began to stream through the rooms.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,

Take these broken wings and learn to fly.

It had been a while since I had heard Kurt REALLY sing. Animal was him trying to be "sexy", even though he failed miserably. This was a new Kurt; a sincere, kind Kurt that I could really get used to having around.

As Kurt continued singing, the Warblers backed HIM up for a change. It was strange, I decided, not singing the medley. But - as long as I was singing behind someone like THIS - I didn't mind too much.

Blackbird fly,

Into the light of the dark black night.

I had stopped singing by this line, watching Kurt as he glanced longingly out the windows, tears streaking down his face.

How have I never noticed how beautiful he is? Sure, when I had sung Teenage Dream to him I thought he was cute, but more like in a "aw-look-puppy" kind of way. But now, it seemed different; Kurt seemed different. Instead of being his mentor, in that moment I wanted nothing more than to comfort him in a different way than I had before. In a relationship kind of way. The thought of a relationship with Kurt made me break out in a grin.

As the sound from the stereo cut off, Kurt glanced at everyone with tears still glistening in his eyes as he whispered a "Thank you" before taking his seat across from me.

Oh, I thought, there you are.

A/N - Kay, don't hate. I wrote this early in the morning. It's really bad. Anyway, please feel free to R&R! Thank ya so much!

-Gale