A/N: I decided to try something new; I hope you readers can attempt this idea with me! Read and review whether you like it or not! :D Will eventually be Matt/Lea!

Disclaimer: Don't own Glee, the characters or Matthew Morrison and Lea Michele; I only own my thoughts.

"And that's a wrap!" Ryan Murphy called from behind his seat in the director's chair.

Lea clapped, "Thank goodness! I was getting tired of that scene."

"We only did it like 5 times," Cory laughed.

"Yeah, but I think we rehearsed it more than needed, mister 'I want to practice my kissing!'" Lea laughed, playfully hitting him on the shoulder before heading off the set and over to a table filled with fruits, vegetables, and bottled water.

"Hey, I don't want to look awkward on screen," he followed her, grabbing water and a banana.

"Sure, I understand!" She smirked, rolling her eyes at him.

"Hey you two!" Matthew came towards them, "How'd the scene go?"

"I think it went well the first time," Lea looked to Cory, "but Cory over here wanted to try it a few times."

"Oh, macking on Lea, huh? Good way to lock lips and never let her know," Matthew winked at Lea, grabbing a plate from the table and filling it with a variety of fruits and veggies.

"No!" Cory tried to hold back a slight blush, "That was Finn kissing Rachel. He doesn't need to look more awkward than needed!"

"Well, I've got to meet up with Zach to practice some choreography. See you guys later!" Lea hugged them both before heading off in the direction of the stage door.

"So, what's going on with you and Lea?" Matthew asked, smiling.

"What are you talking about?" Cory huffed.

"I see the way you look at her, Cor. No need to hide it."

"Ok, so I like her. But it's natural to fall for the girl your character is in love with." Cory turned away, throwing his banana peel into the small trash can placed at the end of the table.

Matthew set his plate down and opened a water bottle, gulping it down. He shook his head, "Don't wait too long, Cory. You don't want her falling for someone else." He nodded his head toward the stage door, "Gotta go rehearse a scene. See you later on set?"

"Yeah, man! See ya!" Cory nodded him off and headed in the opposite direction to the other door that would lead him to his trailer.

(In The Dance Studio)

"And 5..6..7..8.." Zach called, setting Lea off into her dance routine.

"Oh crap!" she stopped, "I keep messing up this part!"

Zach shook his head, "Keep practicing, my dear. There's no time to spare. I'm going to run and catch up with Ryan, make sure everything is running smoothly elsewhere. I'll be back in twenty minutes to check on you."

Lea frowned, "What if I need help?"

"Hey, Zach, had a quick question on my routine with the "class". Mind helping?" Matthew poked his head in the door, "Oh….sorry!"

"Don't worry about it. Come in here and watch Lea practice. I'll be back in twenty. I'll help you then. In the meantime, keep her moving."

Lea froze, "How's he going to help?"

"Hey!" Matthew threw his hand to his chest, "Hurtful!"

"Sorry, it's just, you don't know the routine and I…"

Zach cut her off, "Just keep practicing. I'll be back!"

Lea rolled her eyes, "That guy…..sometimes I just want to…."

Matthew laughed, "Calm down, crazy."

Lea smiled, "Fine. But go over there and press play when I say to, ok?"

He walked over to the stereo system and put his finger next to the 'play' button, "Ok."

She walked to the center of the room and posed, "Alright, go!"

Matthew pressed the button and soft music filled the silence that had only recently been filled with. Lea moved with grace for the first forty-five seconds of the song, and then she stopped again, "Dangit!"

Matthew pressed the 'pause' button, "What happened?"

"I keep screwing this part up! I don't screw things up!" Lea threw her hands to her sides in frustration.

"Take a deep breath and then try again."

Lea did what Matthew had told her, nodding at him when she felt calm enough to try again. As he pressed play again, Lea let her body feel the music and this time, she made it through the entire piece. As she moved into her final pose, Matthew clapped, "That was great!"

Lea snapped out of the world she had let herself fall into, "Really? You think so?"

He nodded, "Definitely. Zach will finally get off your back about it."

"Good," she smiled, "Now what did you have a question about?"

"Oh, uh…" Matthew froze, "That's nothing."

"Are you sure?" she asked, walking over to him, "I have some type of knowledge towards dance. I might be able to help you."

"Don't worry about it. Now, back to practicing!" Matthew turned her around and led her back to the middle of the dance floor.

Lea looked in the mirror at herself and Matthew, "Wouldn't it be fun for Rachel and Will to do another duet?"

Matthew looked at her via the mirror, "Yeah. The last time we did anything close to this, it was when they used the crush on teacher storyline."

"Yeah," Lea forced a small laugh, "how silly was that?"

Matthew reacted likewise, "Yeah, that was crazy." At the moment, he realized his hands were still on her shoulders. He dropped them down to his side, "Anyways, you're supposed to practicing. Don't you have to rehearse this scene later tonight?" He left her side and went back to the stereo.

"Yes, don't remind me!" Lea huffed.

"And 5..6..7..8.." Matthew laughed, pressing play again.

Lea practiced her routine a few more times before she finally let her body collapse to the floor, "I can't do it anymore!"

"My, my…" Matthew mocked, "Is the star performing of New Directions really giving up?"

"I'm not the star currently. Right now, I'm Lea. Rachel is buried somewhere deep inside of me," She lay back on her back, covering her face.

Matthew walked over to her and sat down, "Come on, pull her out. Looks like Lea needs the motivation of her TV character." He poked her stomach, making her burst into a fit of giggles.

When she had finally calmed down, she spoke, "Well, even if Rachel isn't going to come out, at least you gave me the advice that Mr. Schuester would give is students to push on." She sat up, "I think I can get through it a few more times."

"Glad to hear it," Matthew stood, reaching his hand down and pulling her up, "I'm sure everyone will appreciate it. And just think, within the next eight hours, you'll have worked hard and will be headed off to bed."

"Oh goody," she got into her pose again, "eight hours! Just hit play!"

"Alright, and a 5..6..7..8.."

A/N: Well? How do you like this so far? Where do you want it to go? I'm open to suggestions! REVIEWS are welcome.