A Love That Is More Than Love

By: Tracy Cook

Disclaimer: I do not own anything; these characters belong to the creators of The Vampire Diaries and Glee.

Pairing: Bonnie x Damon, Rachel x Quinn

Rating: M

Chapter One

Passion

Green eyes scanned over the newspaper as she sipped on her coffee. It was a daily ritual of hers to check the listings for Broadway and off Broadway productions that she and Rachel could audition for. As of yet, neither of them had got the lead role in any of the productions, but they were still new to the great city of New York, and they were both driven enough to know that eventually they would. They had the talent, they just had to keep trying until they got their break.

Her ears perked up as she heard the sound of Rachel's morning ritual taking place and she laughed under her breath.

Sometimes living with Rachel Berry could be a test of patience. But, she really did love her best friend despite all of her strange obsessive behaviors. Every morning she listened to the same five Barbra Streisand songs on repeat as she exorcised for forty minutes exactly. In front of her stair-master was a picture of whatever goal she had for the day which usually involved something outlandish and unreachable for a daily goal, like winning a Tony or another assortment of awards, and a photo of her idol.

After this she would take an elaborate shower and then she would eat her vegan breakfast and head off for her first class of the day.

Once class was over she would attend dance rehearsal, then another class, before heading to her vocal trainer. Finally, she would come home and attempt to get Bonnie to partake in practicing routines and songs. After they practiced for the evening, or rather she practiced for the evening, Rachel would finally settle down and do something relaxing like watch a movie. Then before bed she would post a new song that she had covered to Youtube, she had to keep the masses happy, and then she would go to sleep, ensuring exactly eight hours of rest.

This was all that she did every single day. She didn't go out to the bars, she didn't go out on dates, she didn't hang out with friends, she didn't go shopping or spend time on facebook.

She was one-hundred percent dedicated to her goals in life.

Nothing would get in the way of her achieving them.

Sometimes, Bonnie Bennett wished that she could say the same about herself. She wished that she could care more about achieving her dreams then spending time with her boyfriend. She wished she could care more about Broadway then maintaining friendships. And more than anything she wished that she could stick with a work ethic the way that her best friend did. It was impressive and it almost made her jealous.

Then again, in a lot of ways she was far from jealous of the life that the starlet lived.

Going out on dates and having sex was exhilarating. Having friends was really important to her and she loved going to the mall and shopping with them. And she really loved slacking off sometimes and not worrying so much about every little detail. It was fun to skip class from time to time just because. She liked that she could sleep in and that she might put on a few pounds here or there because she skipped a workout. A lot of people were really harsh to Rachel for being so self-centered and aggressive while she was attempting to attain her dreams. But, those people didn't really understand what it meant to her. It meant more to her than anything else in life.

It was intense. It was insane. It was admirable.

Bonnie would always defend her friend even if she didn't quite understand her all the time.

There was something else that people who didn't know Rachel didn't understand, and that was that despite her egotistical and self-centered side, she was actually a very caring individual. And if you had the wonderful opportunity to be her friend then she would do everything in her power to make sure that you made it to the top with her. She would always share the spotlight, as long as you didn't steal it away from her. She spent hours on a daily basis trying to make sure that Bonnie would succeed in life.

'Hell, she spends more time making sure I succeed than I do...' She thought to herself, as she circled one of the shows that she knew they would both want to audition for.

For as long as she could remember, Rachel Berry had been pushing her past her limits and convincing her of her own self worth.

'Bonnie watched in horror as Katherine Pierce threw an ice cold slushie in Rachel Berry's face. She had never really approved of the slushie facials, but she had never been brave enough to stand up for the Glee losers and tell the cheerleaders to stop. Her reputation meant too much to her, having friends meant too much to her.

Still, every time that she witnessed one of the Glee club members getting bullied by her friends, her stomach twisted in knots and she felt sick.

Especially when it was Rachel.

It was always Rachel.

Honestly, sometimes she thought that the young diva brought it on herself. The other members of the Glee club knew that they were low on the social pyramid. And for the most part they avoided talking about Glee and the popular crowds. Rachel was the opposite. She was constantly boasting about how wonderful Glee was and how they were going to win Nationals. She had even attempted to get some of the cheerleaders to join the club. She was very brave. And she did whatever was in the best interest of the club and her future success.

This sadly put her in the crossfire of verbal and physical assault.

Even when they slushied the poor girl, or someone pushed her books out of her hands, she always stood up and forced her chin up high and a smile onto her face. She was always proud of herself no matter what other people thought of her.

Bonnie envied that. She wished that she was that brave.

Bonnie Bennett had a secret. She didn't want to be a cheerleader. She had an obsession with musical theater. She had binders full of music sheets and she loved playing the piano as well as singing. Her Ipod was not full of pop music like the other popular kids' Ipods, hers was full of show tunes and live Broadway musicals. When she was alone in her room she would pretend her hairbrush was a microphone and she would sing along to her favorite songs.

The other cheerleaders didn't even know she could sing. She was too embarrassed to show them that side of her.

Nobody knew that she could sing.

Not until the fateful day that she finally truly met Rachel Barbra Berry.

She was in the bathroom and she could have sworn she was all alone as she stared into the mirror and fixed the makeup that rimmed her eyes. She looked beautiful with her dark hair pulled back into a ponytail, and her red cheerleading uniform on. She had her headphones in her ears and she was listening to Don't Rain On My Parade from Barbra Streisand. Funny Girl was one of her favorite Broadway productions.

Bonnie hadn't even noticed that she had been singing along to the song as she listened. Not until one of the bathroom stalls opened abruptly and large brown eyes met hers through the mirror. Rachel was standing right behind her and she looked completely astounded. Her brows knit together and her full lips parted as she stared at her like she had grown an extra limb. She blushed brightly and quickly halted her singing, praying that the diva hadn't heard her.

Within a matter of seconds the other woman was standing beside her and speaking loudly. Her words were rushed and there were so many of them that it was almost difficult to follow.

"I had absolutely no idea that you liked my all-time favorite Broadway production, Funny Girl." Rachel informed with a wide smile and a glimmer in her eyes. "Nor was I aware that you had such a lovely singing voice. Of course, it could never rival the talented vocal range of one, Barbra Streisand, not even I myself can rival her yet, but it was still quite enjoyable to listen to you sing." Her eyes held such intensity that it was overwhelming and intimidating.

Bonnie didn't even know how to respond to the compliment. So, she simply muttered a "thanks."

"You are most welcome." She stated. Taking a few steps toward the cheerleader, she placed her hand on the sink and stared directly into green eyes. There was something about the way that she was looking at her that told Bonnie she was not going to like whatever she said next. "With some vocal training I could help to fine-tune your voice if you wanted? Get it into tip-top shape for Nationals. We could really use someone as talented as you to perform in Glee Club."

"Uh..." She had no idea what to say to that. Joining Glee Club would be a death sentence, but she had always wanted to do so. "Sorry, I can't. I gotta get going." She turned to walk away and Rachel rounded around her so that she was standing directly in front of her again.

Bonnie's eyes widened as she was stopped again by the other woman.

Rachel took a step toward her and spoke to her as if she knew exactly what her internal conflict was. It was crazy how close to home she actually was.

"I understand that you are worried to join glee club because of your reputation, but it is obvious that singing is a passion of yours and you are actually very talented. Trust me, I should know, I too am very talented." She smiled and this earned a smile from Bonnie as well. It wasn't often that Rachel gave people compliments and it was very flattering to get one from her. Despite her attitude, she was an amazing singer. "So, I beg you to consider joining. It would be a tragedy to allow such talent to go to waste."

With one final nod she turned and walked out of the bathroom. She had such determination to her that it was baffling and Bonnie actually found that she took her words to heart. Maybe, if Rachel could do it, then so could she?

Maybe her reputation wasn't worth her happiness?'

That day had changed the rest of her life. She hadn't known at the time that Rachel was going to succeed in getting into her head and turning her world upside down, but she had. A few weeks later Bonnie stood up for the diva when one of the cheerleaders pushed her against the lockers and then she quit the squad and joined Glee Club.

They won Nationals that year and it was glorious. She had never been so proud of herself and it was all because of her best friend.

Bonnie glanced up when she heard Rachel's bedroom door open and she offered her friend a warm smile when she walked into the dining room. "Good morning."

"Yes it is." She said as she smiled back at her and poured herself a cup of coffee, before taking a seat across the table from the other girl. "It is an exceptionally wonderful morning, in fact."

She laughed and raised a brow at her. "And why is that?"

"First and foremost, my Youtube channel has officially reached five-thousand subscribers." Rachel informed, taking a sip of her coffee and smiling proudly. She was still far away from her ultimate goal, but she was growing more popular every day. "And second, I got a callback on one of my auditions."

This happened regularly for both of them, but it was still exciting every time that it happened because it meant that they were that much closer to getting the lead role they wanted. Bonnie's smile brightened and she congratulated her best friend, "That's great news! I'm so happy for you, Rach."

Knitting her brows together she stared across the table at the beautiful young woman. Bonnie Bennett lacked the confidence that she deserved and it broke her heart. She was absolutely gorgeous and one of the most talented singers she had ever met. 'I just wish that she could see that...'

"I wish I was having as good a morning as you."

"What's wrong?" She wondered worriedly.

Bonnie waved her hand, saying that it was no big deal. "Eh, it's no big deal really. Just this guy that I've been seeing."

"Mike?"

"Yeah."

"What is wrong with him? He seems like a very sweet young gentleman."

"He is!" She quickly agreed. Bonnie was never trying to imply that he wasn't a nice guy. He had always paid for their dates, he took her out, he loved to dance which was a major plus. There was just something missing. "It's not him." She paused and sighed. "I think somethings wrong with me. He's such a nice guy and he is so hot! I just feel like something is missing between the two of us, you know?"

Rachel didn't really understand. She hadn't been in many relationships. In fact she had never really been in a relationship. She was in love with Broadway and that was the longest relationship she had ever had. But, did know about true love and what it was supposed to feel like.

Bonnie groaned out in annoyance and rested her head on her arms as she slumped down into her chair. She couldn't stand how picky she was about relationships. She was always searching for that perfect feeling. That epic romance. It just didn't seem to exist. "He's such a good kisser and he's great in bed, I just don't feel anything special with him." Green eyes connected with brown and she continued her explanation. "I want to feel like I'm on the edge of my seat and cannot wait to kiss him! I want to feel butterflies in my stomach and my heart pounding in my chest. I want to feel like my skin is on fire when he touches me. And I don't feel any of that when I am with Mike."

"It sounds like what the two of you lack is passion." She deduced. Bonnie could already see the wheels turning in her best friend's head and she knew that she was going to regret whatever idea she had.

When Rachel Berry had a plan it was best to run in the other direction. Usually they were so intense and outlandish that they would never work. She did everything to the extreme. "Rach, look, whatever you are thinking over there-"

"-I'm thinking that I know just the guy to set you up with!" She smiled and nodded. "He's an older man, probably four to five years older than you and he is absolutely gorgeous! And I know for a fact that he enjoys dancing because he is my dance partner in class." When Bonnie gave her a hesitant look, she quickly added. "No worries, I promise he is straight."

"I don't know, Rachel." She sounded like she wanted to say yes. Deep down she did, but she knew that it was wrong of her. She was kind of dating Mike. "I have a boyfriend."

"If you consider a man who comes over only in the wee hours of the evening and keeps me up from my beauty sleep by causing my roommate to make ungodly noises in the middle of the night, dating." Rachel said. "I personally consider that to be a fuck-buddy and I think that you are free to have multiple fuck-buddies. I'm sure that he already does."

Bonnie stared at her friend like she was insane. "He does not!"

"That's what he says."

Rachel noticed that her best friend was glaring at her and she let out an over-dramatic sigh. "Come on, Bonnie! He is exactly what you want! And I guarantee endless waves of passion! I only dance with the guy and I am a lesbian and even I feel something when I look into his eyes!"

"Rach..." Bonnie knew that her resistance was futile at this point. No matter what she did or said she was not going to stop Rachel Berry from doing something once she set her mind on it. She was a woman on a mission and she had that look in her eyes that said nothing was going to stop her from completing it.

Author's Note :

I made some gif-sets of this idea and I wanted to turn it into a fic so I did! :)) Essentially Rachel is going to set Bonnie up with her friend and dance partner Damon and Bonnie is going to do the same with her friend Quinn. It won't go as smoothly as it sounds though. Should have lots of drama and comedy and hopefully will be a good fic! I kept this first chapter kind of short because I didn't know if it was an idea that y'all wanted me to continue or not, so if you guys want me to add the next chapter send me some reviews and I promise to get it up tomorrow! :))

How are you guys liking the Bonnie/Rachel friendship? Are you guys excited for Damon to come into the picture? What about Quinn? What all do you guys wanna see in this fic!?

Thank you all so much for reading this! I love you all so much!

You guys keep me writing!

-Tracy Cook-