Dislaimer: Glee belongs to FOX, and its creator, writers, producers, etc. Last Dance belongs to Donna Summer. You've Got A Friend belongs to Carol King. I am making no money from this, and no copywrite infringement is intended. All quotes were found online and are attributed to their authors if I could find them.

AN: So I'm kinda out of ideas for any of the other shows I write for at the moment, and there was no way my first Glee fic could be anything other than Klaine. And since I couldn't decide which scene I wanted to write, I just decided to do them all. So here are ten short stories about Glee's most adorable couple, scenes that I really wanted to see on the show. This is my first work with Glee, but I've been writing fanfic for over twelve years. Reviews, both good and helpfully critical, are completely welcome.

Each chapter will be a stand-alone story, but as they all kinda go together as 'missing moments' I decided to post them all together to make things easier for everyone. (This format worked really well for me in a different category, hopefully it will here as well.) Each will give the episode reference for when it takes place, but won't really go into backstory or what goes on in between, so a decent familiarity with the episodes will much improve the reading experience. Although if you're here, I'm guessing you have that already. Enjoy!

Rated M for eventual sexual situations between two males, although I don't get nearly as descriptive as many of the fics I've read.

Reference: After the end of "Silly Love Songs"

Fade Into You

By Lady Callista

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"If you were the ocean and I was the sun, If the day made me heavy and gravity won.

If I was the red and you were the blue, I could just fade into you." -"Fade Into You" by Clare Bowen

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Chapter 1: You've Got A Friend

Kurt had worried that things would turn awkward the instant he started confessing, and even this much later a large part of him was amazed that hadn't happened. A small part was still afraid that it would. He knew it was stupid, because if things were going to turn awkward they would have done so before at the coffee shop, when he had first made his confession to Blaine.

But that had actually gone very well, a fact which still managed to astonish him when he thought back on it.

While Blaine had looked stunned, he obviously hadn't found the idea abhorrent, just new. The honesty in his eyes when he admitted to not wanting to ruin their friendship, and the emotion in his voice when he confessed what Kurt meant to him, had taken most of the sting out of the rejection; the rest had dissolved at the considering look that flashed through the younger boy's eyes at the When Harry Met Sally reference.

Rejection wasn't even really the right word for it, Kurt thought as he mindlessly swayed with his fellow Warblers, occasionally adding in background vocals as Blaine sang lead on the second to last song planned for the Lonely Hearts Club performance. It hadn't been a rejection because he hadn't actually asked Blaine out. He had considered it, but the timing would have been simply horrible.

Although even if it hadn't been for the timing, Kurt didn't think he would have had the courage to say more than he had. The idea of putting himself out there quite that much was very nearly terrifying. He had been nervous enough with confessing as much as he did, and only his trust in Blaine and in their friendship had allowed him to even say that. Although he had worried that things might be uncomfortable afterwards, he had known that however things turned out their friendship was solid enough, and they were mature enough, to deal with it.

But there hadn't been anything to deal with.

The amazement surged yet again as his thoughts circled back to the fact that things between them hadn't changed in the slightest. He had lost count of the flirty looks and smiles that had passed between them during the past few hours as they performed, and he could still feel a phantom warmth on his shoulder where Blaine had grasped it during the previous song, their heads close together as they harmonized.

And earlier, when Blaine had led the Warblers in Teenaged Dream -they'd only had time to perfect so many new songs for the performance after all- Kurt had felt the same spark between them that had been there the day they met. He had wished, just as he had the first time he saw Blaine perform, that it was reality and not fantasy that the song was being sung to him, and only him.

Kurt was abruptly jerked out of his thoughts and back to the present as the song ended, and he couldn't stop the smile from beaming across his face when Blaine sent him a wink and a flirty look before taking his bow and moving to stand with the rest of the Warblers. They held eye contact for a long moment before Kurt broke it with a start, realizing that the applause had died down and all eyes were expectantly on him.

He cleared his throat as he stepped back to the front of the stage, once again thanking everyone for showing up before announcing that this would be the last song. As the Warblers slowly descended into the audience, preparing to pull random people up and into dancing, Kurt began to sing softly.

Last dance, last chance for love.

Yes it's my last chance, for romance tonight.

I need you by me, beside me, to guide me…

Kurt's heart stuttered, yet training kept his voice clear, as Blaine moved by him and their shoulders brushed lightly. He kept his eyes on Blaine as the younger boy moved down into the audience, and before he could even think to be jealous of whoever would get to dance with him his face split into a grin as Blaine extended a hand to Mercedes, swaying with her for a second before the music switched and they laughed their way into their interpretation of disco.

Jeff pulled Rachel up a moment later, and Tina and Mike rose at the same time. Thad approached Santana with a wink, and Kurt watched as one by one all of his friends got up to dance.

Mercedes' laugh sounded then, loud and joyful, and his attention flashed back to her and Blaine just in time to see them pull off a complex reverse wrap.

And he found he couldn't look away.

Kurt watched him throughout the entire song, wishing that he could be the one dancing with the charismatic and adorable boy. But even if that was never meant to be, he thought when their eyes caught for a moment, he couldn't ask for a better friend.

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"So did I have a good idea?" Kurt asked Blaine quietly as they left Breadstix, heading for Kurt's car. The rest of the Warblers trailed behind them, breaking into small groups and heading towards various cars for the hour and a half drive back to Dalton Academy.

"You did." Blaine admitted with a slightly self-deprecating smile as they slid into the car. "I had two whole hours where I didn't think about how much of a fool I made of myself at The Gap. It's so easy to forget about everything else when I'm performing."

"You didn't make a fool of yourself, you took a chance. You had the courage to follow your heart." Kurt replied softly, his eyes shifting to Blaine as he started the car, smiling almost dreamily as images from the past few hours began to run slideshow-style through his thoughts. "As to the final statement, I know exactly what you mean. I forget about everything else when you're performing too."

The smile on his face vanished as his eyes widened and his mouth formed into a small o-shape.

He hadn't meant to say that.

Even as Blaine flushed slightly, glancing away, Kurt felt the awkward feeling he had been dreading earlier hovering around the edges of his mind. His brain stuttered for a second, and then he tried to laugh it off.

When the laugh came out even higher than normal for him, and sounded more nervous than teasing, he took a deep breath and tried again. "And apparently I also forgot about the filter between my thoughts and my words. I'm so…"

"Don't be sorry." Blaine's voice was quiet when he interrupted and his cheeks still slightly red when he turned back to face Kurt, but his eyes were both appreciative and understanding. "That's the best compliment anyone has ever given me." He reached out then, his hand clasping briefly and warmly over Kurt's.

Kurt felt his smile return, and tried to ignore the slight tingle in his stomach, as the awkwardness drifted away like a leaf on the wind. He shifted their hands until he could squeeze Blain's gently, then released it to put the car into drive.

They rode in comfortable silence for a time, the radio on low in the background. It wasn't long before Blaine began singing along and Kurt joined in without hesitation, picking up the female part of the familiar duet without even consciously realizing what he was singing.

When it registered a few seconds later, he couldn't help the amusement that colored his tone.

Blaine noticed at once, and sent him a soft smile when the older boy glanced briefly in his direction. And even when Kurt turned back to the road, Blaine continued to sing to him.

You just call out my name,

And you know wherever I am,

I'll come running to see you again.

It wasn't quite the moment Kurt had been envisioning earlier in the night when he thought of Blaine singing only to him, but it was reality and complete truth rather than a fantasy, a wishful dream. And for now it was more than enough.

Winter, spring, summer, or fall,

All you have to do is call

And I'll be there, yes I will.

You've got a friend.