A/N: Last friday was the last day of school in this year. How did students celebrated this joyous occassion, beyond imagination. Me? I slept through the next day, Saturday, and woke up around night time already. And it was the best sleep I've ever had in a long time. So, I have 25 days left till school returns next year, that means I get to the things I love.

Write fanfiction. This story played in my mind as I was searching the website for Klaine/Brittana fanfics, only to realize there are only a few that are combined. So, I decided to write this up.

The story revolves around the unexpected friendship between Kurt and Santana that leads to the development of Klaine.

Set in after Valentine's Day.

Prologue:

"Just friends, right?"

Third Person's POV

"Are you sure Wes and David are not gay?"

Kurt Hummel asked a look of curiosity and amusement clearly written on his beautiful porcelain face. The boy right next to him, Blaine Anderson, smiled at him and shrugged at the same time as he pushed the doors of the Lima Bean open for him and his friend.

The two were there for their usual coffee break, always after their Warbler meeting. It had became a tradition to them ever since Kurt transferred to Dalton.

The meeting was insane at the same strict as usual. They voted on the songs they could possibly sing, or Blaine could possibly sing, at Regionals. Of course, the meeting consisted of "are you mocking me sir's?" and "is this a kangaroo court's?" when one disagreed on the song choice. But all in all, it was just an ordinary meeting.

What could you expect with twenty teenage boys cramped in one room?

The only thing bizarre about the meeting was the fact that Wes "claimed" he accidentally dropped his gavel on David's head. All of the Warblers knew that was not an accident.

It's never an accident. To them, Wesley is a known masochist. The main reason why he has a gavel.

"They claim they are straight and have the most epic bromance in the world." Blaine answered Kurt in an amused tone, gently gesturing his friend to the line near the counter. His friend looked at him as if he was fooling him, to which Blaine shook his head in answer.

Suddenly, an idea came into Kurt's mind.

"I bet you five years tops, they'll be gayer than we are." Kurt said challengingly, getting in line as he said so.

His friend's amused face just grew. "I bet you three," Blaine said just as challengingly, wiggling his triangle eyebrows in a teasing way.

"You are so on Blaine Anderson!" Kurt said, making both men laugh with the ridiculousness of their deal.

"We really are friends." Blaine said between laughter. "We think alike."

"Just friends, right?" Kurt laughed with him, but his chest tightened with the words.

Just friends.

Six months.

They've been friends for six months. Who could have ever thought that two people belonging to two rival glee clubs can actually be friends? Who could have ever thought that someone who stopped you from the staircase can change your life forever? Who could have ever thought that a bully can actually make you closer to someone? Who? No one thought like that, not even Kurt Hummel or Blaine Anderson. But somehow, that is where they are now.

Friends.

Best friends actually.

Except the part where you are in love with your best friend but your best friend doesn't love you back.

That's where Kurt and Blaine are. See, Kurt has been in love with Blaine since Christmas and on Valentine's Day, he told Blaine about those feelings, not much told him but gave him hints about his feelings, but Blaine, poor oblivious and scared Blaine, said he just wanted to be friends. He didn't want to screw what he and Kurt have.

To Blaine, his friendship with Kurt is one of the most important things in his life. The boy gave him a reason to wake up to every morning after they'd met. And, upon meeting the boy when his bully has harassed him by stealing his first accounted kiss, Blaine made it his life mission to be the boy's mentor. To protect him no matter and we'll always make the boy his highest priority (higher than his own parents). Blaine knew the feeling of not being protected by anyone from his experience at his old school. He doesn't want Kurt to be the same. A compassionate, sweet, and fragile man like Kurt should always be happy and wanted and protected, and that's exactly what Blaine is doing.

They were getting their coffee in Lima Bean. The Lima Bean is the famous hang out for Dalton students and even McKinley students, regardless of the two hour drive to get there, their coffee is known as the BEST in Ohio. Also, it didn't help that the two are addicted to coffee to the point they need just as much as they need air and water.

As the line in front of the counter decreased, the doors of the coffee house pushed open again, the bells signalling people are entering. Unconsciously, Kurt turned his head to see who came in.

His glasz eyes suddenly widened.

"Oh my Gaga," He whispered.

Third Person's POV

"Okay, guys, remember the assignment is due on Friday. The best duet will receive the same reward the last duet competition got before..." Mr. Schuester trailed off for anticipation, he held up in front of the club another gift certificate for BreadStix, the best restaurant in Lima, Ohio.

Applause and cheers bursted inside the choir room.

Santana Lopez eyed that certificate like a naked man with nutella all over him, her tongue unconsciously licking her lips. I want that. I need that. I need to get my BreadStix on. But who can I duet with? She thought, turning her attention to her fellow glee clubbers.

Berry? Her eyes eyed. Nah...her big nose alone would throw our duet off balance. Besides, she'll try to duet with Fudge-filled man boobs which will then turn into another cat fight with Stretch Marks. Love drama but not worth it. That crosses No Brain and Little Miss Perfect of my list.

She turned her head once more and eyed Mercedes Jones. Our voices do sound better together, plus this club needs more girl power. She saw Mercedes looking at someone. She followed her train of sight until she saw her looking at Sam suggestively, raising her eyebrows as if to ask. Well?

Oh no. Not Trouty Mouth. Girl, you are better than that! Santana thought. Plus think of the babies to come if you get together! He'll suck them like a lollipop! Poor big mouthed babies...poor Macaulay Culkin impersonators... The thought made her smile.

Again, she turned her head around to look for contenders. Puck was out since he and Lauren Zizes were already talking about their duet. That leaves Brittany and Artie. The thought made her smile wider.

You see, Artie and Brittany were standing in thin ice right now. If one makes a huge mistake, the ice will break faster as you can say Mississippi. They got into a fight wherein Artie is too busy playing his video games instead of paying attention to Brittany. Also, apparently, Artie had a problem in bed lately...that made Britt believe that he doesn't find her attractive anymore. Also, it was weird to her since no man she slept with done that.

They weren't speaking to each other. Well...Artie is but Britt keeps ignoring him. That makes her available. Santana thought.

Perfect.

The bell rang throughout the school, signalling the end to their meeting. Mr. Schuester bid farewell to them and left. Santana watched the other Glee kids stand up and go to their respective love ones, except Artie, who wheeled himself alone. She watched Rachel race to Finn, who was with Quinn, and Mercedes and Sam disappeared faster as you can say "Gay Ken". Lauren and Puck, she did not want to know where they are going. The thought wanted her to vomit again, and it's not even five o'clock yet.

She stayed their seating at the very last row watching them, until Brittany walked towards her.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Brittany asked, confused to why her best friend was just seating there.

The girl in question shook her head, standing as she did so, grabbing her back pack behind the chair. Ask her now. "Hey Britt? Can I ask you something?"

Brittany nodded instantly though looking confused. "It's not about the Math assignment right? I still get confused with the positives and the negatives. Shouldn't everything be positive?" She said, sounding like Math was a waste of time.

Santana smiled at her, trying not to smile lovingly. "Nope, not about that. I was wondering if you already have a duet partner in mind."

Brittany smiled at her fondly, jumping like a little girl. "You!" She shouted happily.

Santana laughed at her childlike antics. "Alright! I was thinking the same thing."

"So? What song should we sing?"

"Hmmm..." Santana trailed off. Honestly, she was just happy that she was Brittany's duet partner. She didn't care if she loses...okay maybe a little...but being with Britt was a reward enough. Every moment she has with Brittany is a reward.

"No not really. Maybe we should brainstorm."

Brittany cocked her head to the side, looking confused again. "I didn't know brains have weather too? Do they have their own weather forecast? Are their weather forecasters hot?"

Santana simply smiled at her, very used to Brittany's confusion. She hates that a lot of people think Britt is dumb. She is in fact, not damn at all but simply a very creative girl who thinks unlike any other people. She loves how innocent Brittany was. She wanted to be like that. Innocent. But ever since she was three, her innocence was long gone.

"No Britt, brainstorm means two people combining their ideas." Santana explained to her best friend.

Brittany nodded, understanding. Santana then got an idea. "Hey, why don't we go to the coffee house and get our thinking on." Brittany smiled at the idea and nodded, hooking her pinky with Santana's.

The two left the choir room together. The same thing they've been doing since their first day in Glee club.

Third Person's POV

The drive to the Lima Bean was nothing but quiet. Brittany turned on the radio and wouldn't you know, Britney Spears's "Hit Me Baby One More Time" came on. The two sang along with the radio loudly but Santana gave most of the spotlight to her best friend, silently watching her in the process.

Two years. They've been friends for two years, known each other for three years. They were in the same Algebra class in their freshmen year and as fate would have it, of all the seats Santana could have chosen to seat at, she chose the seat next to a very pretty blonde girl, wearing a pony and a cheerio uniform. It started out as a classmate asking the other classmate of what the hell is their teacher talking about. Then, it leads to their mutual agreement that the man teaching them is the most undesirable man of all time. Then, it leads to the other asking the other if she wanted to try out for the cheerios. Then, everything was history. Algebra was the only class they both took together but somehow, they looked forward to the other's company all the time.

Santana loved to explain things to Brittany and Britt was thankful for having Santana around. Santana, after getting into the cheerios, became one of the most popular in school, alongside Brittany. Cheerios and Algebra. That's the reason they were friends now.

Best friends.

Who would have thought a boring Algebra class can lead you to one of the most important person in your life? Who would have thought that a uniform could make the other feel complete. Who would have ever thought? Not Santana and Brittany.

But here they are now.

Santana slowly drove the car to a stop at one of the parking space. She turned off the engine and stepped out of the car quickly to be able to open the passenger door for Britt.

As Britt stepped out, Santana held her hand for balance. Brittany smiled at her thankfully. "Thanks Tana."

"Anytime Britts, anytime." She smiled right back at her.

But just like Kurt and Blaine's friendship, Santana and Brittany's friendship doesn't differ from theirs that much. See, Santana has felt this sort of feelings when she's with Britt. Feelings that she doesn't understand but it feels oh so good to her. Like:

a.) She feels good all the time when Britt's there. Britt brightens up her day.

b.) She doesn't feel so angry at other people.

c.) She feels this sort of protectiveness when she's with Britt and especially if one is mocking Brittany's intelligence.

d.) She feels something in her lady loins whenever they are having their cheerio practices before.

e.) She doesn't want to say goodbye to her every time they have to say goodbye.

f.) She doesn't want to let go of Brittany.

Scratch that, NEVER wants to let go of Brittany.

And many more other feelings that she can't think right off now because Britt hooked arms with her as they walked together towards the coffee house.

Brittany loved Santana with all her heart. She is her best friend and the only one who hasn't called her stupid. Apart from her parents and her dolphin, they were the only people who she truly cared about. Santana never called her stupid. And she never plays video games so much to the point she won't watch Courage the Cowardly dog with her because she was busy slicing up the demons in hell.

Why couldn't Artie be more like Santana? Why can't he be more than her best friend? She always ask herself. But she always gets the same answer by someone in her mind that she started to call, little brain person.

Because Santana is special.

And that's what she loves about her.

Also, she doesn't play video games and is really hot.

Santana, not knowing where the manners came from, unhooked her arms from Brittany, earning a small frown the said girl which Santana didn't notice. She went ahead and pushed the door open, gesturing to Brittany to come inside first.

Brittany smiled as she bowed down to Santana, earning her a laugh, and went inside, stopping when she saw a familiar black coat on someone. She watched the man with the familiar coat turn his head towards her and her eyes widen with recognition as she saw her dolphin looking at her.

"Dolphin!" She shouted excitedly, waving her hand up in the air for her dolphin to see her, even though he saw her already. Santana was right behind her and furrowed her eyebrows watching her friend wave at someone. Santana followed her train of sight and smiled.

Well well well...if ain't lady lips and his new boy toy. This is going to be interesting.

A/N: So...what did you all think? Think I should move the story forward? Leave a review and tell me what you think.