Kurt's Revolution
Niki
Author's Note: Spoilers for Special Education and Blame it on the Alcohol
Kurt gulped his double drip coffee in fear and anticipation as he watched the train wreck of Rachel greet a clueless Blaine.
"Hey Rachel what's going on?"
Rachel grabbed Blaine's Dalton jacket lapels and pulled him in for a kiss. Kurt was conflicted as he watched Blaine's face. It was obvious that there weren't the same fireworks in that kiss as the one last weekend.
"Huh, yep I'm gay. One hundred percent gay. Thank you so much for clearing that up for me Rachel. Listen save my space in line will ya? I'm going to go hit the restroom."
Kurt sat with his mouth open at Blaine's tactless response to the kiss. Although he was still angry with Rachel for going after the man she knew he had a crush on, Rachel was still a friend – all be it in the loosest sense of the word. He put his coffee down, prepared to be the supportive friend, "That was hard wasn't it?"
"Are you kidding? That was amazing. I am speechless. I just had a relationship with a guy that turned out to be gay. That is so writing gold. Oh, okay I have to go compose but thank you. Thank you." She kissed him and ran out the door.
Kurt watched Rachel walk away and could help thinking that Blaine was kind of a douche bag. First he kisses Rachel, then he sings to her, only to go on a date with her. Then Blaine proceeded to thank her for confirming that he was 100% gay. What a douche. It was at that moment that he connected Blaine's actions with him with what had happened with Rachel.
"Hey Kurt I didn't know you were here." Blaine smiled serenely at Kurt. "Where'd Rachel go? I thought she was going to save my place in line."
"She said something about writing gold and composing and left."
"Huh, so what do want to do today?"
Kurt could believe that Blaine was actually that clueless. Did the golden boy of the Warblers actually think that his actions were normal behavior? "Nothing, I'm leaving."
Blaine frowned and his lip stuck out in a slight pout, "Leaving? Don't you want to hang out?"
Kurt walked away without responding. He was beginning to seriously question his taste in men – a slightly homophobic narcissist and a gay self-centered douche bag. This was the same man that told him he would never fit in if he tried to get noticed. The thing Kurt always liked most about himself was his individuality something that he'd lost since starting at Dalton. Maybe transferring was a mistake. No, moving wasn't a mistake - letting Blaine and the rest of the Warblers tell him who he should be was the mistake.
Was Blaine another Jesse? Was the whole friendship a ruse to stop him from helping New Directions take Nationals? Kurt shook his head at his own fanciful thoughts. No, he had never sung a solo in any of New Directions' competitions. There was no reason the Warblers would consider him a threat to their glee club.
No, this was no conspiracy. It was assimilation. Last year he'd had a diva off against Rachel to sing a solo now he was reduced to humming and swaying the background. The last time he'd actually sang was a duet with Blaine and before that was his audition for the solo for Sectionals.
He should have been suspicious of the invite to audition. Kurt had only been a Warbler for a day and all of a sudden they gave him a chance to sing a solo. If he hadn't been so blind to Blaine's charms he would have recognized the invite for what it was – the carrot. They'd shown him the stick when he made helpful suggestions and then they threw him a carrot because he followed like the sheep they all were. Blaine was the only one allowed to sing a solo for the Warblers. Nick had tried out for a solo six times without ever getting one.
Kurt was no sheep. He was fabulous. It was high time he started acting like it. He'd helped the Cheerios win their championship with fourteen and a half minutes of Celine Dion sung entirely in French. Kurt was a winner not a sheep.
The Diva was back!
/I haven't decided if this is a one shot. Anyone interested in more?/