Don't Rain On My Parade.

Finn and Kurt prepared a birthday party for Rachel. But the biggest surprise has a name: Barbra Streisand. – Future!Fic

I don't own any characters. Neither Barbra Streisand.

Chapter 1: The Idea.

Finn's POV

I woke up early, as usual. Then I looked at Rachel and smiled. We had the perfect life, we lived together for 4 years now, I was 22 years old and Rachel was 21. Actually, we week 1 week apart from her birthday and I wanted to do something, but didn't know. Yet.

We were living in New York since we were 10 and now we got a pretty good life. She was a star on Broadway and I was working in a office and playing drums with a band, just for hobby. It was cool and the money was great.

Kurt and Blaine lived a couple blocks from our building and worked on Broadway too.

So, everybody was happy.

I took a quick shower and when I got out, I found her smiling.

"Hey baby," I leaned over her and we kissed.

She was breathless when pulled me away.

"I love your way to say 'good morning'"

"What can I say? You are beautiful and I love kissing my girl."

"Your girl?"

"Yea. My girl." I pushed her against me. "Just mine."

"I'm so yours."

We kissed again and then she took her shower. 30 minutes later, we ate together and I left for work.

I called Kurt in the day before and asked if he could have lunch with me. He was the only one who knew about my plans. We met in front of the Sardi's and he was smiling.

"Hello, Finn."

"Hey Kurt. How are you?"

"I'm fine, and you?"

"Me too. Let's eat? I'm hungry."

"You always are."

I rolled my eyes and we got in and sat. the waitress came and wrote what we asked.

"So? Did you think in something?"

"No. I wanna do something really special, you know? She deserves it."

"I know. She did an amazing job with yours (birthday)."

I nodded. She made the biggest surprise taking me to the Bon Jovi's concert. It was one of the best days of my life.

"She took you too your biggest idol..-

I didn't listen to the rest. Because he gave me the idea. The best idea I could think could think of."

"Finn? Earth calling." He snapped his fingers.

"Oh. I'm sorry. But I have an idea."

"Oh, good. Can you tell me?"

"Yeah. We're going to do a party. Not a very big one, but we're calling one very special guest."

"Who?"

"Barbra Streisand."