Ok, so recently I've fallen in love with the Anderberry sibling au. This is what my word vomit produced.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. If I did, the show would be all about Klaine.

"Rach-"

"No."

"But-"

"Blaine, I said no. You can't hang out with me and Kurt tonight. Sorry, bud." Rachel patted Blaine on his shoulder and walked off, leaving her crestfallen brother behind.

It wasn't fair. Just because he was two years younger didn't mean he shouldn't be able to hang out with Rachel and her friends- namely Kurt. Kurt Hummel was Rachel's best friend and was constantly at the house. There was rarely a time when Blaine didn't see him around.

All Blaine wanted to do was to just be able to hang out with them for one night. Just once.

"Kurt!" Rachel's shriek startled Blaine out of his thoughts. Blaine slowly walked down the hall and peered around the corner to see none other than Kurt Hummel standing at the Berry's door.

"Hey Rach." Kurt said, hugging her and kissing her cheek.

"Alright, I called the pizza place, and before you ask, yes, the healthier place, so let's head back to my room." Rachel started towards the hallway, and before he could move, she ran into him. "Move, hobbit," she called after him as she passed.

"You're one to talk! I'm taller than you!" Blaine retorted.

"Not by much!" Blaine rolled his eyes and turned around to see Kurt staring at him, amused. Blaine blushed and looked down and mumbled, "Hey Kurt."

"Hey Blaine." Kurt walked past him, ruffling his hair as he did. Blaine scowled and kept his gaze firmly on the ground. "Aw, chill kid. Sorry for touching your hair."

"'M not a kid," Blaine mumbled under his breath, but looked up at Kurt and gave him a dazzling smile. "It's fine."

"Kurt!" Rachel's voice carried from up the stairs.

"Coming Rachel!" He shouted at her. "God, calm down." He walked up the stairs after giving Blaine a final smile.

Blaine stared at his retreating figure and then turned around and headed to the living room to watch television.

"And then he said that it wasn't going to work out. How pathetic! Our love is just too much for him, I think. Finn will eventually see the error in his ways and he'll soon be groveling on his knees for forgiveness," Rachel rambled.

"Rach, I don't know. I mean, I live with him and he seems to have moved on…" Kurt trailed off, noticing Rachel's murderous look. "Ok, ok. Sorry. I'm sure he'll eventually come around. Just maybe not anytime soon."

Rachel sighed, knowing it was true, no matter how much she wished it wasn't. Finn and she had once again broken up, and as usual, Rachel wasn't handling it too well. Kurt was stuck in the middle- again. "Just, let's drop it. I don't want to think about- about… him right now."

"Sounds good to me."

"So, Kurt, anyone special for you?" Rachel poked Kurt in the side, causing him to giggle.

"No, no. Nobody for me. You know how hard it is for such a fashionable, talented gay man to find a man good enough." Kurt sighed. Despite his teasing, he really did wish he had someone. But this was Ohio. Even if Kurt did get a boyfriend, he'd have to be extremely careful. He couldn't be as open as heterosexual couples in town. It was depressing, but true.

"Oh, Kurt. I know you'll eventually find the perfect boy. Don't worry. He's out there somewhere."

"Thanks Rachel. But I don't know."

"Blaine, can you please go up and tell Rachel and Kurt that their pizza is almost here?" Blaine and Rachel's dad, Abraham, asked Blaine.

"Sure, dad." Blaine got off the couch and straightened his shirt before heading up the stairs. "Rachel, Kurt? Your pizza's almost here!" Blaine said as he reached Rachel's door.

"Blaine! What have I told you about knocking? I'm pretty sure I told you specifically to never open my door without per-"

"Rach, calm down," Kurt said, placing his hand over Rachel's and squeezed. He then turned to Blaine and said, "Hey Blaine. Come on in."

"Kurt!" Rachel hissed, but Kurt ignored her.

Blaine walked into the room and sat on the bed right in front of Kurt, a few feet between them, their knees almost touching but not quite. "Hey, Kurt. How are you?" Blaine asked, leaning forwards a little.

"I'm fine. And you?" Kurt smiled a little at him.

"Good, good. By the way, I love your shirt today. It looks fabulous on you." Blaine blushed a little, but maintained eye contact.

"Thank you, Blaine. That's sweet." Kurt pat Blaine's knee and Blaine nearly had a heart attack at the sudden contact. His eyes widened and he gave a half smile.

Rachel watched the display with faint amusement and irritation. "Ugh. Blaine. Stop flirting with my friend. Either speak to us both or leave. Actually, please leave."

"Rachel, be nice." Michael Berry walked in with the vegetarian pizza.

"Sorry, Papa." Rachel rolled her eyes.

"Well, here's your pizza. You kids enjoy. And yes, Blaine can stay." Michael gave a pointed look at Rachel, and she sighed loudly and agreed begrudgingly. Michael walked out and closed the door behind him.

Rachel flopped down on the bed, half hanging off. Blaine poked her stomach, causing her to shriek and jerk upwards and swing an arm to hit Kurt in the face.

"Oh, shit!" Kurt clutched his nose, feeling wetness on his fingers. Blaine stared at him, terrified.

"Kurt? Are you ok? Oh my god, are you bleeding? Oh god, I am so sorry! Let me get a tissue. Rachel, where are your tissues?" Blaine frantically ran around the room in search of a tissue to clean up the blood gushing out of Kurt's nose.

"Sorry! I am so sorry Kurt! I didn't mean to hit you…" Rachel got up and walked over to her desk and grabbed a box of tissues and went back to Kurt. "Here, Blaine, go ahead and help him out here and I'll go get a warm rag and stuff." Rachel walked out, leaving Kurt and Blaine alone.

Blaine took the tissues and gently peeled Kurt's hands off his face, gingerly dabbing his nose with the tissue. Kurt winced a bit, but let Blaine dab at his nose a few more times before taking over. Blaine stepped back, finally realizing how close he had gotten to Kurt, and stared at him with frantic eyes. "Are… are you ok?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. But, hey, this is why we don't fight with our sisters! You'll end up killing me!" Kurt joked. They both laughed a bit, and then settled back into a comfortable silence.

"Yeah… Sorry about that. I didn't think she'd hit you in the face." Blaine reached forward again, trying to help but not knowing what to do.

"Blaine, it's fine, really." Kurt took his outstretched hand and held it back. Blaine blushed and stared at their hands, loosely clasped together. "I'm fine. It's just a bloody nose." Kurt released his hand just as Rachel came back in with a wet towel.

"Here, Kurt. This ought to help." She handed him the towel and picked up the used tissues, walking over to the trashcan and throwing them in.

Kurt cleaned up the rest of the blood and found the bleeding had stopped. "Alright, pizza time!" They all went over to the pizza box and picked a piece and sat back on the bed, Kurt next to Blaine with Rachel across from them.

"I personally think you should leave, Blaine. After all, you caused me to hit Kurt in the face. This would have never happened if you weren't here." Rachel said around a mouthful of pizza.

"Rachel, be nice. He didn't intend for me to be hurt. He can stay. And swallow first, please." Kurt gave her a pointed look, and she sighed and grunted out a "fine" before returning her attention to her pizza. Blaine mouthed a silent "thanks" to Kurt, and Kurt nodded and smiled.

Two hours later found Rachel passed out on her bed, Kurt sitting alone at her desk, reading a book. Blaine had left an hour earlier to play video games in his room, leaving Kurt and Rachel alone. Thirty minutes after he left, Rachel fell asleep.

Kurt couldn't focus on the book in front of him anymore; he was too wired up. He sighed and closed the book, standing up and stretching. He decided to go downstairs to get something to drink and maybe watch something on TV. When he reached the bottom of the steps, he noticed a faint glow of the TV and walked into the living room. Blaine sat alone on the couch, eating a bowl of popcorn and watching the Sound of Music. Kurt walked over to the couch and sat down, startling Blaine.

"Sorry. Mind if I watch with you?" Kurt asked.

"Sure, that's fine. I hope you don't mind it being the Sound of Music. It's kind of my favorite," Blaine said, blushing.

Kurt just laughed and said, "Don't worry. It's my favorite too. I used to watch it with my mom when I was little, and I've loved it ever since." He looked down. "I remember we used to sing all of the songs together. It was my favorite thing to do back then." Kurt didn't know why he was saying all of this to Blaine. He just felt the need to.

"What happened?" Blaine inquired, curious.

"She died." Kurt said bluntly, looking up at Blaine to see him looking back at him with wide, apologetic eyes.

"Kurt-"

"Please don't say I'm sorry. I've heard it too many times. Why don't we just watch the movie?" Kurt was already regretting telling Blaine anything. He turned towards the TV, hoping Blaine would just drop it. Blaine did, but reached for Kurt's hand and grabbed it, squeezing gently. He let go of Kurt's hand and began watching the movie again, missing the barely there smile that snuck its way onto Kurt's face.

As the movie progressed, Kurt steadily became more and more sleepy. Soon enough, he fell asleep, head on Blaine's shoulder. Blaine smiled down at him and shifted his arm so that they were both more comfortable. Kurt turned his face to where he was nuzzling Blaine's neck, and Blaine blushed and looked back to the movie.

By the time the movie had ended, Blaine had fallen asleep also. His head had rested on top of Kurt's, but they had both shifted to where they were half laying down, still propped up by the arm of the couch. Kurt lay half on top of Blaine, and Blaine's arms were circled around him tightly.

Rachel woke up in her room in the middle of the night to find that Kurt wasn't there. She decided to go downstairs to see if he had used the restroom or gotten a snack. She walked past the bathroom upstairs, finding it empty with the light off. She traveled down the stairs, rubbing her eyes with the heel of her palm. She went to the kitchen to find that Kurt wasn't there, either. She moved to the living room and nearly squealed at the sight she saw. Kurt and Blaine lay on the couch, both wrapped up in each other, smiling softly in their sleep.

A lip-splitting grin over her face, and unable to help herself, she ran back up to her room, grabbed her phone, and ran back downstairs, trying not to make too much noise, and snapped a picture of the two. She sighed, marveling in the cuteness. She then draped a blanket over the two of them and went back up to her room and curled up with the teddy bear Finn gave her while they were together and promptly fell asleep with a smile on her face.

She was truly happy for her best friend and little brother.

Kurt woke up the next morning dazed and confused. The first thing he noticed was the warm body beneath him, and automatically assumed it was Rachel (she liked to cuddle, ok?) until he remembered the events of the previous night. His eyes snapped open, seeing a mop of curly hair above him. He froze. He was practically on top of Blaine, which was not good. This was his best friend's little brother for god's sake. He tried to detangle himself from Blaine's arms, but stopped moving when Blaine groaned and began to shift.

Blaine opened his eyes and was greeted with a pair of glasz eyes staring wide eyed back at him. Blaine just smiled serenely, still not fully awake. He reached his hand up and brushed a strand of hair that had fallen in Kurt's eyes away. Kurt blushed and tried to get up again, but Blaine held him down, snuggling him and closing his eyes to go back to sleep. Kurt gave up struggling. He laid his head back on Blaine's chest and closed his eyes. He fell back asleep to the sound of Blaine's heart beating and breathing.

So. Yeah. I'm probably going to continue this...? I don't know. Tell me what you think.