She still has that beauty.

That's probably the sentence that passed in my mind, when she comes suddenly by surprise in the auditorium when we're practicing our dancing. For some reasons, I don't know, is it that thing about the "unicorn" or even about Tony, the role that I desperately want to play, to see her like that, back into her former ... well ... at least ... the clothing and hair color, makes me a little... jumpy. I mean...jumpy...as a male.

Yes ... I know, she's beautiful. She's always been so. Her face, her smile, and her appearance. She is the most beautiful girl in history who ever crossed the hall of McKinley High, I bet.

And now here I am, standing behind Finn, slightly hidden behind his large body, glancing at her who comes suddenly to the place where we have our practice. No more pink hair and her gothic makeup. There are only her short blond hair, cross necklace hanging around her neck, and clothes that extraordinarily very motherly. Once again, for some reasons, all of these things make my heart fluttered.

Damn you, Tony!, I thought.

No, no. Blaine is somewhere outside this auditorium, somewhere along the line, waiting for me to finish practice. After this, we will eat lunch together, go to class, go to my house, and we will watch DVD together. I convince myself.

It was strange to realize that I need to convince myself about this. I never talk to her since ... Oh God ... even from the national competition in New York last year.

Yes, we sing together, dance together, and sharing activities together in the Glee Club. But other than that ... I don't know. I was too busy with my story with Blaine and my goal with Rachel. And she... maybe she's too busy with whatever it is her matters that I don't know, so she changed her appearance, stormed out from the Glee Club, and joined the Skanks. Surprisingly, how our disconnectivity are so real, makes me soooo jumpyjust by looking at her.

Therefore, when Mercedes and Mike greet her with hug, and Finn, Puck, and Mr. Schue greet her with warm touch in her arm, I just smile awkwardly behind them all, refuse to join.

Fortunately, she also doesn't seem too concern about whether I should welcome her as well as everyone else ... or ... actually she didn't care whether I'm here or not?. AAAARGH! What an important thoughts you have, Kurt!

This is just the effect of excessive amount of androgens and the desperation for the role of Tony!. This is just the effect of excessive amount of androgens and the desperation for the role of Tony!

Unfortunately, she has always been right at my side for the rest of the exercise. I close my eyes, imagining Blaine sit in the spectators' seat, watching my dancing right from there. However, it seems that my efforts don't succeed ...

"Kurt!" Mr. Schue speak.

I open my eyes in surprise.

"What are you doing? This is a dancing practice...shutting your eyes is forbidden!," Mr. Schue spoke to me in a high tone.

"Oh ... yes, Mr. Schue, I'm sorry. I just ..."

I stammered. Now all eyes in the room are watching me. Including both of her eyes.

"You okay, Kurt?," surprisingly she asks me.

"Yes, yes, yes ... I'm fine ..." I reply without noticing her.

"You don't looked fine at all, Kurt," Puck strikes.

"I'm fine, Puck!" I reply loudly. Everyone gasp.

"Hey! What's wrong with you, Kurt ..." Finn says. I can see Mercedes nod, her expression shows a big wonderment.

"Before Quinn arrives you're okay ..." Puck whispers. But his whisper comes out very loud because so suddenly, moment of silence is engulfing the auditorium.

Damn youPuck!. You don't have to realize it and then discuss it!

"I was just distracted ... That's it. Anything that hampers our exercises' rhythym sometimes makes me losing my concentration" I say, without thinking twice.

Good, Kurt, now you've just announced to everyone that her presence makes you losing your concentration!

I could feel her breath suddenly gasped beside me.

We continue the exercise in silence. Uneasy feeling welled up in my heart for the rest of the exercise. No one spoke unnecessarily. The atmosphere suddenly turned into an awkwardness and felt a bit tense.

Half an hour later, the practice is over. And we all clean up our things all in silence. Finn, Mike, Puck, and Mr. Schue out first. I decided to be in the auditorium a little longer than others. Of course... to avoid the conversation. But apparently there's a certain person who don't think like that.

When I'm getting out from behind the stage, I could see Quinn Fabray stands alone at the center of the stage, facing me. She was obviously waiting for me.

"Oh ... hi, Quinn," I say weirdly.

"Hi, Kurt," she reply, then smile.

"Sorry, Quinn ... I didn't mean ..."

"I understand, Kurt. I just want to say sorry if my presence was disturbing your concentration," Quinn cuts.

I fell silent.

Then she comes up to me, and regardless of the sweats that still forming on my face, she kisses me, on the right cheek.

My face suddenly flushed.

"A sorrypeck" she says, with no strings attached and then she trots toward the stairs, out of the auditorium, leaving me stunned in silence.

I don't know how long I stand silent in the middle of the stage, touching the place where she kissed me in my right cheek, but what I can hear so clearly is the sound of stepping shoes.

"Kurt!"

Apparently, it's Blaine.

"What are you doing in here ... everyone was out already ..." he said, trying to grab my hand.

I pause for a moment, then smile, accepting his invitationhand.

We walk together out of the auditorium, holding hands.

I walk with Blaine as I thought. I'm aware, there's still a boyish side left in me. And I thought, maybe she's the only girl who could spark the fire...that fire. However, there will always be this manly side inside me. Maybe not forever, but Quinn Fabray is Quinn Fabray. Her presence fascinates everyone, including myself.

AH! Damn you, Tony!

Hi everyone! I'm back...finally. This is something that came up to me after I watched "I Am Unicorn". Still...my OTP : Kurt and Quinn! Thanks for reading. Review are welcome!