AN

Ok, so my first fanfic! Please review and tell me what you think. Mostly I'm just doing this because I thought it would be fun to write them all as siblings.

Just saying Santana is adopted, that will probably explain it.

Please review and enjoy!

"IT'S MINE!"

"NO, IT WOULDN'T EVEN FIT YOU! YOU'RE TOO FAT!"

"SHUT UP! YOUR BOOBS WOULD POP OUT IF YOU TRIED TO PUT THIS OVER YOUR BIG HEAD!"

"IT'S MINE!"

"NO, IT'S MINE!"

"IT'S MINE!"

"What is it about now?" Will Schuester grumbled, turning in the bed.

"Don't you mean, what isn't it?" Shelby Schuester smirked kissing her husband on the cheek. "You do know it's your turn to break them up."

"Yeah I got it," Will sighed getting out of the bed.

He opened the door of his bedroom, revealing his two daughters trying to pry a purple tank top from each other in the hallway.

"Girls, what's going on?" Will demanded, loud enough for the screaming girls to hear.

"She won't give me my top!" Santana exclaimed, pulling the top.

"No, she won't give me my top!" Rachel retorted pulling it back.

"Well now it's mine." Shelby announced, pulling the top away from them, and went straight to the bathroom.

"MOM!" The two girls cried in unison, before stomping back to their bedrooms and slamming their doors.

Will Schuester stood there, a confused look on his face. "I will never understand those girls."

Finally the whole family was downstairs eating their breakfast at the kitchen table.

"Great pancakes Mom, thanks," Blaine grinned at his mother.

"You're welcome Sweetie," Shelby winked, and kissed her son on the forehead.

"Momma's Boy." Puck muttered, eating his pancakes.

"Well Momma's Boy gets extra pancakes," Shelby smirked. "That's what you get when you learn to say your P's and Q's, Noah."

Puck glared at his brother, while Blaine ignored it digging in to his pancakes.

"You got any girls yet, Blainers?" Puck mocked, eyeing his brother.

"Oh. Right, because he wants to be like you?" Santana scoffed.

"Just we never get to see him bringing home a girlfriend. Well not since he was nine. What was her name?" Puck questioned. "Was it Jenny? Yeah, the one that loved Barbie."

Blaine suddenly lost his appetite. "I'm going to school," Blaine muttered, grabbing his bag and walking out the door.

"Hey wait, you're giving me a lift," Rachel called, running after him.

"Great going, Puck," Santana rolled her eyes.

"What? I want to see the dude happy," Puck shrugged. "Doesn't mean you undermine him," Santana glared.

"Alright guys, that's enough," Will interrupted. "Puck, I want you to apologize to Blaine at school."

"Fine," Puck grumbled.

In the car Blaine was silent. He hasn't told his family he was gay. That he's been dating Kurt Hummel secretly for the last few weeks. He knew they wouldn't accept him; they wouldn't treat him the way they used to.

"Blaine, are you ok?" Rachel asked her voice quiet.

Blaine snapped out of his train of thought. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Well you're kind of going a bit fast," Rachel indicated.

"Oh right, sorry," Blaine coughed awkwardly, slowing the car down.

"Don't mind Puck, you know how he is," Rachel smiled encouragingly.

"Yeah I know, it's just he's an ass sometimes," Blaine grumbled.

"Every family has one," Rachel comforted.

"I guess your right." Blaine smirked pulling up to the school.

"I'll see you later," Rachel said, getting out of the car and walked towards the school.

Blaine turned off the engine and stepped out of the car.

"Hey." Kurt greeted Blaine from behind.

"Hey," Blaine replied, looking around before he moved closer to the taller boy.

"How was your weekend?" Kurt asked.

"Good," Blaine retorted casually.

"Did you say anything - you know about you being..."

But Blaine interrupted him before he could finish. "N- No, Kurt, you know I can't. Just, not yet."

"Okay, well maybe I'll see you later," Kurt smiled before walking towards the school.

Rachel was worried about Blaine.

Out of all her siblings, she was closest to Blaine the most. She looked after him and always wanted to be there. Puck and Santana would attack anyone - verbally or fiscally - who hurt him, since he was the baby in the family. Rachel would do her best to guide Blaine, help him.

"Hey babe," Finn greeted his girlfriend when she was walking toward his locker.

Finn wrapped his arms around Rachel's waist and kissed her in the cheek. "What's wrong, Rach?" Finn asked when he realized Rachel wasn't her usual perky, bossy self.

"It's just Blaine..." Rachel sighed.

"Tell me." Finn encouraged.

"Well, I don't actually know. Puck was messing with him about not having a girlfriend, but I think it's more than that."

"Rachel, it's so simple," Finn laughed.

Rachel gave Finn a strange look. "Really?"

"You should set him up with a girl, maybe from glee club," Finn grinned, happy with himself.

"Finn, you're a genius!" Rachel grinned, "but who?"

"Well, I may have an idea."

"Apologize yet?" Santana questioned Puck at his locker.

"I don't apologize," Puck shrugged.

"Well, you should apologize to your brother. Just because he's not a man-whore like you," Santana barked.

"I may have an idea to resolve these issues," Rachel announced walking up to the two. "Actually it was Finn's." Rachel indicated to Finn who was beside her.

"I'm surprised Rach, letting someone else get the credit," Santana mocked.

Rachel returned a glare to her sister.

"Right, well tell us then?" Santana ordered.

"Blaine seemed pretty upset about Puck's comment," Rachel began to explain.

"It's not that big of a deal," Puck interrupted.

"Well," Rachel emphasized. "I thought it would be nice to set Blaine up on a blind date."

"Not bad, Frankenteen." Santana nodded in approval.

"Who's the girl then?" Puck asked.

"Sugar Motta, we already asked and she's up for it. Said she always thought Blaine was cute," Rachel grinned.

"Well she is sexy." Puck agreed.

"Whoa, hold up. Do you really think that's Blaine's type?" Santana interrupted.

"Well, what is Blaine's type?" Finn asked.

The group went silent.

"Does Blaine even have a type?" Santana asked.

"Of course he does." Rachel half laughed.

"We just don't know what it is." Puck shrugged.

"Well I guess we should just try and see will Miss Motta work." Rachel suggested.

Blaine walked in to Lima Bean with Kurt after school. They were regulars at Lima Bean, mostly because no one from school goes there. It was a good place to talk.

"Don't you think this is kind of risky?" Blaine asked, after he finished his coffee. He had a worried look on his face. Blaine was becoming more nervous every day.

"No one goes here, Blaine," Kurt said, doing his best to calm his boyfriend.

"What if someone saw us together?" Blaine questioned Kurt.

"Well we're in glee club together. We could just be hanging out... As friends," Kurt added the last bit quickly.

Blaine didn't look convinced by this.

"Well maybe it would be easier," Kurt shrugged, sipping his coffee.

"What easier?" Blaine asked.

"To come out Blaine, to tell people who you really are," Kurt slightly whispered.

"I'm not ready Kurt; I'm not ready to tell my family. Especially with a family like mine."

"They love you, Blaine," Kurt insisted.

"Well I'm still not ready. I'm not ready for people to judge me, for my whole life to change." Blaine fretted.

Kurt took Blaine's hand from under the table. "Blaine we're in this together. You're not alone."

Blaine smiled, looking across at Kurt. "You mean so much to me, Kurt. You're the only person getting me through this," Blaine's voice cracked, he tried to disguise it by coughing. His eyes quickly turned to the floor.

Kurt replied by squeezing Blaine's hand gently under the table.

"Hey Blainers," Puck greeted his brother when he walked in the door.

He had arrived home from Lima Bean, after having a steamy

Make-out session with Kurt in Kurt's navigator.

Blaine hated that nickname; fortunately Puck was the only one that called him that. "Puck, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Blaine asked sarcastically, dropping his bag on the floor.

"Look, Dude," Puck began, leading Blaine over to the front-room "I want to say sorry for being a dumb-ass earlier." Puck sat Blaine one the couch.

"Apology accepted," Blaine nodded trying to get up, but the older boy pushed him back down.

"That's not all," Puck smirked.

"Oh? Okay... What else?" Blaine asked anxiously.

"Puck, I told you I wanted to be the one to tell him!" An angry Rachel boomed from the kitchen.

"Rachel, this is news that a brother should tell." Puck rolled his eyes.

"Yeah well it wasn't your idea." Rachel huffed, storming in. While a confused Blaine sat silent.

"It wasn't yours either, it was Finn's." Puck pointed out.

"So I agreed to it, and told you." Rachel growled.

"Did you tell him yet?" Santana asked, coming from the stairs.

"Tell me what?" Blaine blurted angrily.

"We set you up on a blind date." Santana announced.

"Santana!" Rachel and Puck exclaimed in unison.

"What? The poor guy was just standing there dumbfounded, while you two were arguing." Santana shrugged.

"Wait, what?" Blaine interrupted. "I'm not going on a blind date."

"Come one dude, you need some action," Puck smirked at his younger brother.

"What Puck means," Rachel began glaring at Puck. "Is that it's time for you to meet a girl. We thought maybe that's what you wanted."

"So you set me up without my permission?" Blaine retorted.

"Come on, Hobbit," Santana assured.

"Don't call me that!" Blaine snapped. "You guys know nothing about me, and you sure as hell don't have the right to do something like that."

"Blaine, we're just trying to help," Rachel assured.

"I don't need your help," Blaine growled, before stomping up the stairs and slamming his door shut.

"Great going Rachel," Puck grumbled.

"How is this fault?" Rachel growled.

"It just is," Puck answered bluntly.

"We need to help him, find out what's wrong," Rachel insisted.

"Don't you think we've done enough meddling for now?" Santana groaned.

"Well he seemed pretty upset, what would happen if we didn't make sure he was alright?" Rachel insisted. "He could do something drastic, like runaway. Or-or he could hurt himself, or worse he could decide it's too much and end it! "Rachel cried." Oh God, get rid of all the knives! How many belts does Blaine have? I'll go up and make sure he hasn't done anything." Rachel cried, scrambled up the stairs to Blaine's room.

Puck and Santana stared after her in amazement. Before realizing that it was Rachel, and this was common for her.

Rachel was heading for Blaine's door, when something stopped her. She heard Blaine on the phone; Rachel pressed her ear against the door.

"Just problems with the family," Rachel heard Blaine grumble in to the phone. "Actually it seems to be all of them, not just Rachel being - well Rachel."

"What does that mean?" Rachel huffed to herself.

"I know, it's just, I want to be able to spend more time with you," Blaine gushed. "Be able to kiss you or hold your hand without a chance of us getting caught."

Rachel could feel her mouth drop to the floor. Blaine has a girlfriend?

Rachel crept away from the door, and retreated down the stairs. When she reached the front-room she was completely giddy.

"How can your mood change so quickly?" Puck questioned Rachel when he saw her face.

"I know why Blaine has been acting strange lately," Rachel grinned.

"Well it looks like good news, go on then spill," Santana encouraged.

"Blaine has a girlfriend!" Rachel squealed.

"Really, wait, how do you know?" Santana asked.

"I heard him on the phone, he was saying, how he wanted to kiss her and blah, blah, all lovey dovey stuff!"

"We need to see this girl; she has to be H-O-T for her to date my little bro." Puck instructed.

"Shut up, Puck. As long as she cares about Blaine, that's good enough for me." Rachel swore.

"Why haven't we met her yet?" Santana asked.

"I don't know, maybe Blaine's not ready to bring her home," Puck shrugged.

"We can't allow that, we have to tell Blaine we know. Encourage him to let us meet this girl." Rachel instructed.

"Even though I love being sneaky and finding dirt on people, I have to say no to this," Santana objected. "Rachel, he's our brother. He'll tell us when he's ready."

"I hate when you're right," Rachel scowled. "Fine, we will-"

Puck coughed loudly to correct Rachel.

Rachel glared. "I will back off."

Blaine got off the phone, a slight smile on his face. He wanted to see Kurt, so they planned to meet at his house.

Blaine opened his bedroom door, and sneaked down the stairs. When he got to the front door, he began to open it, thinking he got away.

"Blaine?" Rachel called, hearing him.

Blaine frowned at how his sister could hear like a dog.

"I'm going out!" Blaine called back.

"Ok, see you later."

Blaine was surprised Rachel hadn't asked him a million and one questions.

Like, where are you going?

Who are you with?

Are you drinking?

Are you capable to drive?

What time will you be home?

Do Mam and Dad know about this?

Blaine just decided to ignore it, and be glad he didn't have to do the usual routine.

When he got to the Hummel-Hudson house and snook around to the back door. As per-usual Kurt was waiting for him. He grabbed the younger boy's hand letting him in, and Blaine followed him up the stairs.

"Finn ho - mmph" Blaine asked, but he was interrupted by Kurt crashing their lips together.

"Gone out," Kurt breathed against the other boys lips. Blaine shuddered at the feeling, angling his head so he could deepen the kiss.

While the boys were upstairs they didn't hear the front door open. Finn came in from hanging out with Sam. Finn had a great idea for Regionals and really wanted to discuss it with Kurt. Finn searched the kitchen, but Kurt wasn't in there, so Finn assumed he was upstairs and trudged up the stairs.

Kurt and Blaine were now located on the bed, Lady Gaga was blasting on the stereo so they could not hear Finn coming up the stairs. Finn reached the door, he knocked but there was no answer.

"Kurt?" Finn called opening the door. He looked in to see Kurt on top of Blaine

Blaine looked towards the door, their eyes locked. Quickly he pulled away from Kurt. "Oh shit."

Kurt's eyes turned to where Blaine was looking, he seen his brother stand there. Before Kurt could say anything Finn stumbled out of the room, mumbling what sounded like an apology.

"Oh shit, shit, shit!" Blaine groaned his head in his hands.

"Blaine it's okay," Kurt comforted.

"It's not. My sister's boyfriend and my brother's best-friend knows I'm gay!"

"Maybe he didn't see you," Kurt suggested. "He seemed to be so shocked he practically fell out the door"

"Yes he did! He looked right at me." Blaine groaned, now pacing the floor.

"You stay here, I'll go talk to him," Kurt told him, going out the door.

Finn was sitting on his bed, not sure what he just saw. This was the first time Finn ever saw his brother kissing another guy. He accepted that he was gay, and stood by him, but it was weird seeing it. Something weirder was seeing who it was with, he was nearly certain it was Blaine.

"Finn," Kurt called, walking in to his brother's room.

"I'm really sorry Kurt, I didn't know." Finn apologized.

"It's okay Finn," Kurt assured, sitting beside him on the bed. "Did you see who that was?"

Finn nodded. "I know it was Blaine. Is he?"

Kurt nodded.

"You can't tell anyone," Blaine said, he was standing at the door listening to the conversation. "Not Rachel or Puck, no one."

Finn looked up; he saw the stress in Blaine's face, the fear in his eyes.

"You can trust me dude. I won't," Finn assured.

Kurt nodded at Blaine, assuring him that Finn meant it.

"Can I ask? Are you guys dating?" Finn asked.

"Yes, in secret though," Kurt told him, reaching out and taking Blaine's hand.

"I'm not ready to tell anyone, Finn. I - I know I will eventually, just not right now," Blaine mumbled, eyes located on the ground.

"I understand, I watched Kurt being bullied and did nothing about it. I guess this is my chance to help you guys. Don't worry Blaine, you can trust me," Finn nodded, patting Blaine on the shoulder.

"I'm sure I can."

AN

Please review! Again my first fanfic, but I'm hoping if people review I will be able to do better in many more fics! Thanks for reading.