DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE OR ANY LYRICS USED

A/N: I've always wanted to write a Glee fanfic like this, i hope you like it, and please review, you dont even have to be apart of fanfiction to review.

The Summer Set

Back To The Start

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We were just kids,
We were the rulers
We had the world, but no we never had enough
Your head on my chest,
I watched you sleeping,
Stayed awake and wondered what you're dreaming of.

Noah was five; and Rachel had only just turned five , they were sat in Noah's living room, drawing while their parents discussed Hanukkah plans, which were coming up pretty soon.

"I bought you a present," Noah said, as he coloured in his picture of a dinosaur with a bright green crayon, after arguing with Rachel that dinosaurs can't be coloured in pink, Rachel looked up through her hair that had fallen into front of her eyes. She smiled like any five year old would when the word 'presents' was mentioned. Noah smiled back at her, he might have been five but he knew that he liked the girl more than a friend. It was her brunette hair, her chocolate eyes, her laugh, the way she hid when she was eating. Noah found her cute, and she was the only girl that he could tolerate without attempting to rip her hair out, and torture her ECT.

"You didn't have to," Rachel insisted, carefully concentrating on her picture, Noah looked down, but then quickly stood up, and toddled into the kitchen looking for his mom because he wanted cookies.

"Mom!" Noah called, as he walked into the kitchen, his mom scooped him up into his arms, shushing him.

"Noah, what have you been told about shouting?" His mom told him, Noah bowed his head, and wrapped his arms around his mother's neck, pulling his best cute face he could. His mother rolled his eyes, set him back to the floor, before opening the fridge, pulling out a plate of cookies; she knelt down to Noah's level, and passed him the plate, giving him direct eye contact.

"What's the golden rule?" She asked him, as she saw his hand twitch for the plate. He quickly exhaled, and smiled at his mother. He knew this one, he just had to think, and then he remembered.

"Always share," Noah beamed happily to himself for remembering, she nodded and let him take the plate. She smiled as she watched him toddle away with the plate. She knew he wouldn't always stay this way, but she did know he'd always been good to Rachel.

A few moments later, Rachel came into the kitchen, nibbling on a cookie, she seemed upset. Her daddy quickly lifted her up into his arms, panicking; he wasn't keen on Noah, always worried he'd get too boisterous for her ladylike behaviour. He brushed the hair out of his daughter's eyes, and perched her on the counter top.

"What's the matter, bunny?" He asked her, placing his hands on her knees, watching her with careful, caring eyes. Rachel swallowed the lump of cookie she had been chewing, and looked up at her daddy, seeing her dad, Paul, peering over his shoulder.

"Noah said that he's gotten me a present for Hanukkah, and I haven't…" her bottom lip trembled, and she suddenly began to cry with guilt, her father's were always faced with such tears and were very prepared for anything. Her daddy held onto his daughter, collected her shoes and coat from their allocated place in the Puckerman household, and carried her into the living room, setting her down onto the couch. Paul apologised to Noah's mom, Carol, about their sudden departure, and that they would call her as soon as possible to sort things out, Carol brushed it off and said that she understood that five year olds could be a handful. Leroy put Rachel's shoes and coat on, and wiped the tears from her face. Noah looked confused, watching him.

"Are you going?" he asked with disappointment in his voice. Rachel sniffed and nodded, he pulled a face, and ran upstairs, leaving his crayons and dinosaur picture on the living room floor. Rachel climbed down from the couch, and ran after him. Paul apologised for Rachel running around Carol's house in her shoes, she just shrugged, and went back into the kitchen, kids were kids, they made a mess and it's the parent's duty to clean up.

Rachel walked into Noah's bedroom, to find him, sat on his bed, staring out of the window, she approached him.

"Noah, why do you do this every time I go?" Rachel asked pulling her up on to his bed, Noah just shrugged, and looked down at his hands; she placed a tiny hand on his shoulder.

"I have to go, I'll see you at temple," Rachel kissed him on the cheek and ran back downstairs into the arms of her dad. Noah stood at the top of the stairs and watched her leave; he waved, even though he knew she couldn't see him waving.

Leroy drove to the mall, and got his credit card out ready, knowing that even though she was five, this mall trip would extend to more than just Noah's Hanukkah present. Paul clutched his daughters hand as she pulled them towards the Tiffany and Co store, Leroy could feel the damage that was about to be done. One of the cashiers, Claire, looked puzzled when she saw the petite five year old sat on top of the waist high display cabinet, playing with a silver chain with a half heart pendant. Claire could see the thought in the child's face, it amused her. She approached her co-worker, Vanessa, with a raised eyebrow.

"Hanukkah present," Vanessa whispered, as she admired the child.

Rachel looked back at her father's with a smile, and lifted up the other chain that matched the one she was originally holding. Leroy flinched when he saw the total, but he didn't mind spoiling his daughter, she was his only daughter. Rachel watched while they gift wrapped each necklace separately, placing them into separate blue boxes, and then into separate bags. Leroy took both bags and held them tight, thanking the women. Paul attempted to lower Rachel to the floor, but she clung to him, sleepily. Leroy sighed with relief; his credit card had been damaged enough with just one purchase.

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Rachel was dressed in her best dress, and she sat at the table, swinging her legs, and her father's served dinner. Noah sat opposite her, looking uncomfortable dressed in his little suit, he played with his tie, and then smiled when he caught her looking at him. Dinner went smoothly, nothing was spilt or broken, and Rachel and Noah didn't have another infamous game of footsy that resulted in tears, which was a first. Rachel and Noah darted into the living room, sitting patiently side by side, and waiting for their parents to come. Clutches glasses of wine, they made their way into the living room, and sat on the floor next to their children. Carol passed Noah the gift he was to give to Rachel, and Leroy did the same for Rachel. They exchanged gifts, and eagerly they opened them. Rachel grinned when the wrapping paper revealed another cuddly toy, and hugged it close to her chest, watching Noah. His little hands shook as he tried to open the blue box; he looked puzzled when opening it, revealed a thin chain with an engraved half heart. Rachel dropped her cuddly toy, and pulled her matching necklace out of the box, and showed him how the half hearts fitted together. Noah smiled, and hugged Rachel. Carol took the expensive gift away from him for safe keeping, not sure whether to accept the gift from them or not, she knew it wouldn't have been cheap.

"Thank you for the cuddly toy," Rachel beamed, nesting the toy with the rest of them in her bedroom.

Noah shrugged and smiled awkwardly, he didn't know what else to get her, he was only five, and he didn't understand how girls worked.

We were just kids,
We were the rulers
We had the world, but no we never had enough

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