Title: With Tables Turned
Summary: In which Blaine stopped Kurt on a staircase.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
A/N: Somebody's probably already written this concept, but I have yet to read it, so I'm just gonna go ahead and do it anyways. The song is "I'll Make a Man out of You" from Mulan. Please review or story alert or something! Lessthanthree!
Chapter One
Kurt fought through the throngs of people on his way down a McKinley staircase, when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around, slightly shocked (he wasn't used to being touched so gently by anyone at school, only being shoved around), to find a boy, slightly shorter than himself, with nervous hazel eyes, dark, curly hair tamed by gel, and a wide smile.
"Excuse me! Um, I'm new here..."
The boy looked kind enough, and a chance to give someone new here a decent opinion of the school's resident gay was enough for Kurt to take a second out of his schedule to help him out. He reached out his hand, which the boy shook. "My name's Kurt."
"Blaine. So, what exactly is going on here?" He gestured to the people still rushing past them.
"Mandatory school assembly. It's the only way anyone will bother to watch the New Directions."
"So the Glee club here isn't liked very well?"
"Bottom of the food chain, along with the geeks and female wrestlers." He nodded his head to Lauren Zizes, who thumped down past them.
Blaine chuckled at this. "Yikes. Which way to this mandatory assembly you speak so lowly of?"
"Follow me, I'll show you." With that, Kurt turned around and started walking, his heart fluttering in his chest. Finally! I cute guy that doesn't already hate me! Of course with my luck, he'll be straight as a pencil, but a new friend can't hurt! Although his fashion sense is a little off, I mean, who wears a red sweater with a navy blue blazer? The idea of a makeover crossed his mind, and he couldn't help but grin.
Blaine fell into step beside him, clinging to his shoulder with one hand to avoid getting lost in the crowd. Kurt's heart skipped a beat at the unexpected contact. Finally they reached the gym, where the bleachers were already mostly full and a small stage was set up. The rest of New Directions was already there, setting up starting formations on the stage. Rachel saw him and waved for him to come over. Kurt turned to the wide-eyed boy beside him and smiled. "Now if you'll excuse me..."
He trotted over to his friends and glanced back at where Blaine found a spot on a bottom bleacher, directly in front of the stage. Mr. Figgins introduced the assembly, and announced the performance to come ("A medley of your favorite songs from the movies of the Disney"). The music started, and Kurt stepped forward, belting out the first lyrics.
Let's get down to business
To defeat the Huns
Did they send me daughters
When I asked for sons?
You're the saddest bunch
I ever met
But you can bet
Before we're through
Mister, I'll make a man
out of you
Kurt caught Blaine's eyes in the audience, who had a stunned grin plastered on his face. Oh. My. God. I LOVE Disney songs! He continued to watch in awe as Kurt sang with such passion, and a fierce smirk on his face. His grin got impossibly wider when Kurt dropped down to lower range, practically growling out some of the lyrics, then raising his voice up to perfect countertenor heights. This boy can sing!
Tranquil as a forest
But on fire within
Once you find your center
you are sure to win
You're a spineless, pale
pathetic lot
And you haven't got a clue
Somehow I'll make a man
out of you
The next verse was taken by the rest of the club, alternating between people on the different lines.
I'm never gonna catch
my breath
Say good-bye to those
who knew me
Boy, was I a fool in school
for cutting gym
This guy's got 'em
scared to death
Hope he doesn't see
right through me
Now I really wish that I
knew how to swim
Kurt took lead again, with the whole of the club backing him up. He alternated between glancing at his club mates and his new friend in the audience.
(Be a man)
We must be swift as
the coursing river
(Be a man)
With all the force
of a great typhoon
(Be a man)
With all the strength
of a raging fire
Mysterious as the
dark side of the moon
Blaine was completely oblivious to everyone around him, who simply sat there, looking bored. A few students were actually carrying on conversations with people next to them, ignoring the performance all together. Blaine was too busy mouthing the lyrics and staring at the soloist to notice.
Time is racing toward us
till the Huns arrive
Heed my every order
and you might survive
You're unsuited for
the rage of war
So pack up, go home
you're through
How could I make a man
out of you?
(Be a man)
We must be swift as
the coursing river
(Be a man)
With all the force
of a great typhoon
(Be a man)
With all the strength
of a raging fire
Mysterious as the
dark side of the moon
(Be a man)
We must be swift as
the Coursing river
(Be a man)
With all the force
of a great typhoon
(Be a man)
With all the strength
of a raging fire
Mysterious as the
dark side of the moon
When the song finally snapped to a close, about five people (other than faculty) clapped. Blaine was one of them, rising to his feet and clapping furiously, earning odd glances from those around him. Most of the New Directions looked disappointed, but Kurt saw Blaine clapping and couldn't help but smile.
The rest of the club may have considered this a failure, but to Kurt, who had just earned a friend, it was a success.
ToBeContinuedProbably