Chapter One

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. This is just for fun. :)

Summary: "Okay, we seriously need to find Rachel a man, and fast. My wedding is less than a month away, and I can't have my maid-of-honor dateless," Kurt exclaims. What Kurt doesn't know is Rachel does have a man, his tall, awkward, and adorable step-brother. A/U

Author's Note: Okay, so this is my first fan fiction! I have been reading for years and finally found the inspiration to write one. I have always loved to write and I hope you will enjoy this as much as I enjoy writing it. Please read and feel free to leave a review.


Rachel takes a deep breath as she looks at herself in the change room mirror. She's wearing a pink satin dress, with a sweetheart neckline that stops at her knees. She actually really liked this one.

"It's a very pretty dress Kurt, I-," Tina starts, only to be cut off.

"No," Kurt decides with a critical eye. "It's not the one. The pink is too flashy. Let's try the deep purple Vera Wang dresses."

Several of the girls grown and rolls their eyes. Kurt and the girls have been in this change room all day trying to find the "perfect dress" for Kurt's wedding. They already tried on at least 20 dresses today. None of which are good enough. It's always "too long" or "too tacky". There always seems to be something wrong with them. Rachel just wanted to get out of here. If wearing a Mickey Mouse costume to his wedding would satisfy him, she'd do it. Kurt is by far the pickiest man ever when it comes to fashion.

"If I have to try on another one of these girly pieces of shit, Snixx will do bad, bad things," Santana threatened.

"Oh come on Satan. Lighten up. Everyone else is enjoying this," Kurt urged.

"Actually, The Stick Figure has a valid point," Mercedes added. "We need to get out of here."

The rest of the group nod their heads in agreement, much to Kurt's annoyance.

"Fine," Kurt huffs, annoyance clearly evident on his face. He crosses his arms around his chest. "We'll take a break to get lunch. But right after we'll come back here to continue or quest to find the perfect Bridesmaid dress. I can't have you all looking like peasants at my wedding."

With that, the girls and Kurt left, making a beeline for the small café and restaurant across the road.

They all sat around a large table outside, waiting for someone to take their order. Rachel sighs, letting her mind wander.

Kurt is getting married to his fiancé Blaine in exactly 3 weeks and 5 days. While Rachel is happy for Kurt in every way, she's also so frustrated with the guy. In all the years of their friendship Rachel has never seen her best friend like this.

First of all, don't even get her started on the talks. Rachel remembered when she and Kurt would talk about significant things, such as Broadway, or Barbra. Now all the man wants to talk about is Blaine and the wedding. All the time. For hours.

She gets it, he's in love. But why does she has to suffer listening to him babble on and on?

Second of all, with all this wedding planning stuff Kurt's getting quite frustrated. Not because he can't handle it, 'cause come on, he's Kurt; he planned lots of weddings before, easily. He's frustrated because he wants everything to be perfect, and nothing seems to fit the bill. Down to the color of the fucking napkins, it had to be the best.

She guesses she doesn't really understand because she has never been married, but she thinks Kurt is going a bit overboard with the intense planning.

Third of all, Kurt has been trying for the last two months to get Rachel a date to his wedding, all of which she turned down. Not because they weren't attractive, or funny, but she kind of has a boyfriend (ish) guy already. Not that they put a label on it yet, but Rachel surely doesn't want anyone else. She just can't tell Kurt about him because it's pretty complicated. The only one who knows about them is Santana, who promised to keep quiet.

"Berry, what you thinking about?" Santana questioned, snapping Rachel out of her musing. "You've been out of it for a few minutes now. I was beginning to think you fell asleep."

"Oh, I was just thinking," Rachel replies nonchalantly.

"No shit."

Rachel hears a small beep from her purse and pulls her phone out reading the text from 'My Man'.

Hey baby. How's the shopping going? Getting tired yet?

Rachel beams down at the phone, forgetting where she was at the moment. She seems to always get this excited whenever she gets a text from him.

"Texting Lurch?" Santana quips in a whisper from her spot next to Rachel at the table.

Rachel blushes, trying to cover it up.

"Shhh San, keep it down."

The Latina puts her hands up in mock defense, smirk playing on her lips.

"No seriously Berry, who was it you were just texting?"

"If you must know Santana, I was texting my Papa," Rachel lied smoothly, still talking in a hush whisper tone.

Santana doesn't say anything, just rolls her eyes at her stubborn friend.

Their waitress then comes up to their table, a welcoming smile on her lips.

"Hello my name is Trisha; I will be your waitress today. Let's start with drinks," the young women smiles, taking in the large group.

Before anyone else can answer Santana swoops.

"Well "Trasha", it would be quite nice if we didn't have to wait so long for your services," The waitress gasps, not expecting to get such a rude reply.

"Santana!" Quinn hisses. You'd think she'd be used to her best friend's behavior by now.

"I'm so sorry," Kurt directs at Trisha, clearly embarrassed at his friend's behavior. "She's just always like that. Try not to take it in offence. I'll just have water, thank you."

Trisha nods, writing down all their orders on her small notepad.

When she leaves, the table continues to scowl Santana's behavior, while Rachel checks her phone again, realizing she didn't reply yet.

Kurt's going crazy over our dresses now. We searched for five hours this morning and nothing. Fortunately, we are taking a much needed break for lunch right now.

Rachel looks up to find her friends still arguing about the waitress. She rolls her eyes and smiles.


After lunch, the group continued their quest to find the perfect dress for the each girl. After a few hours they all decided on a pretty colored green silk dress. They all were tight in the chest and waist and got loose and poufy until it stopped at the knees. Each dress was pretty much the same, but each had a unique or different thing about them. Rachel's dress was strapless and had a bow to the side of it. She felt really beautiful in it. She couldn't wait to see the look on her boyfriend's face when he saw her in it.

When Rachel went home to her apartment she made a beeline for the couch, needing the relaxation from the long day.

In the other room she could hear her roommate, Santana starting to go at it with her girlfriend Brittany and sighed. She's being sexiled again. She needed to get out of the apartment, fast.

She grabs her coat and purse and marches out the door. She get into a cab and directs the driver to where she wanted to go.

She runs up the stairs to his apartment, eager to see him. She knocks on the door three times and waits for him to answer. What she didn't expect was to see Kurt on the other end.

"Rachel? What are you doing at my brother's house?"

"I was-um…" she trails off trying to think of an answer.

"I invited her," an unexpected voice sounds from behind a confused Kurt. She looks up at the source of the voice she knows so well.

"No offence, but I didn't know you guys knew each other that well."

"Uh… W-we don't. That's why I invited her. She can have dinner with you, Blaine, and I. You know, so the best man and maid of honor aren't complete strangers," he laughs off the awkwardness.

Oh god, he's a terrible liar.

"Yes. That's right Finn." Rachel supplies, better at lying then her boyfriend.

Kurt doesn't seem all convinced, as he throws them a skeptical look, but gladly he drops it for now.

Finn lets Rachel into his apartment already feeling the need to kiss her, but doesn't knowing Kurt and Blaine are watching.

His night just got a lot better now that Rachel is here.


The night continued on less awkward then she thought it would. The four were happily chatting about the impending wedding when Finn excused himself to check on the food. Already missing his presence, Rachel thought of an excuse to go in the kitchen.

"I'm going to… make sure Finn has a vegan option." Rachel knew he would, considering he kept a lot of what he calls her "rabbit food" in the apartment. She just thinks this is the best excuse.

"Okay. Sure Rachel."

Rachel rolls her eyes. Of course Kurt is too preoccupied with Blaine to even look at her. She could probably make out with Finn right in front of them and they wouldn't notice anything strange.

The brunette slowly creeps into the kitchen and wraps her arms around Finn's waist, catching him off guard.

"Hey baby," he begins. "How did you get outa there? I was hoping you'd follow me."

"Kurt and Blaine are so wrapped up in each other they are oblivious to just about everything we do ," Rachel replies kissing her way down his collar bone.

"Is that so?" Finn asks with a smirk as he turns around and surprises her by lifting her up and depositing her on the counter.

"Mhmm."

Finn steps between her parted legs and kisses up her neck. He finally reaches his desired destination, her lips. They start kissing slow and passionately, and then it turns in to a full blown make out session. Each eagerly exploring each other's mouths until the beeping of the stove interrupts them.

Finn quickly pulls away from her, a small smile on her lips. He turns the timer off, ready to go back to Rachel and her awesome lips, but the sound of Kurt and Blaine coming back into the kitchen stops him.

He pulls away from Rachel before Kurt could see, a guilty expression on his face.

"-and that's why I think we should go with the white feathered centerpiece, instead of the flowers. It would be much more unique," Kurt babbles to Blaine.

"I couldn't agree more honey," Blaine agrees, use to his fiancé's rambling.

Kurt gives him an appreciate beam and continues into the kitchen.

"Is the food almost ready Finn? I'm hungry."

The dinner goes well so far. Especially well, because Finn keeps secretly putting his hands on her thigh, her doing the same.

That was until Kurt brought up Rachel's dating life. Or lack of.

"Okay, we seriously need to find Rachel a man, and fast. My wedding is less than a month away, and I can't have my maid-of-honor dateless," Kurt exclaims.

Finn almost spits out his drink.

"Come on Kurt, go easy on her. Just mind your own business," Blaine offers.

"Shut up Blaine," Kurt ordered turning away from his fiancé to speak to Rachel.

"Okay, so I set you up on three dates, all of which are this week. It's like Blind Date." Kurt says excitedly. "Their names are Jacob, Brody, and Sam, but that's all I'm telling you. And you are not allowed to back out of this one Rachel. No excuses. I fitted these dates in perfectly, matching your audition schedule."

"Kurt I-I can't," Rachel adds in a small voice, sneaking a side glance at Finn.

"Why not?" Rachel is surprised to find that it was her boyfriend speaking, not Kurt.

"Finn, wh-what are you doing," Rachel hisses.

"I think you should," Finn says carefully. "Go on those blind dates I mean."

Rachel is speechless. All she can do is glare at her boyfriend, narrowing her eyes into slits.

"Then it's settled. Rachel, your first date is tomorrow with Jacob at 7:00." Kurt claps.

Rachel frowns, wishing the dates were already over with.

Finn sometimes wonders why they haven't told anyone (except for Santana who walked in on them) about their relationship yet. It's not like it's that big of a deal. They're going to have to tell Kurt sometime. He really hopes that's soon, because yes, Kurt will freak out. But it would also be a big relief not having to lie and pretend all the time

When Kurt suggested that Rachel should go on those blind dates, Finn went along with it, so Kurt wouldn't get suspicious. Besides, he trusts Rachel. He knows she wouldn't do anything with them, so why not?

"Why did you do that?" Rachel asks him in a hushed tone, checking that the other boys are out of earshot.

"Do what?" Finn questions, playing innocent.

"Oh Finn Hudson, you know exactly what I'm talking about," Rachel snaps.

"I'm showing Kurt what a terrible matchmaker he is."


So that's the first chapter! I hope you like it!

I'm planning to make this story about 5 chapters long. But for all I know, it might turn into 20 chapters.

This is the first story I've ever written in my life. I am no writer (But I want to be). So over time, I'm hoping to improve.

It would mean the world to me if you gave me a review! Tell me what I need to improve on, any requests?

See you soon! :)