Title: Hit Me With Your Best Shot: Wimbledon Au

Summary: World-renowned tennis superstar, Blaine Anderson, is back in London to defend his Wimbledon Title, but will appearance to newcomer, Kurt Hummel, on the tennis circuit threaten to ruin everything he's worked to build over a career spanning almost a decade and a half? Or could it just be the best things that's ever happened to him?

Pairings: Klaine's the main one. Not gonna say the rest 'cos it'll ruin things

Warnings/triggers: Age gap, homophobia, mention of past (canon-compliant) violent attack, dub-con/coercion, attempted non-con

AN: A lot of this story will be told through snippets from the media - these will be in italics. I'd love to know if these bits add anything to the story or not, so please do let me know if you have opinions either way.

Also, don't be drawn in by the somewhat twee, romcon-esque summary. Anyone who's read any of my other stuff knows I lean towards the angsty end of the spectrum. Saying that, I am going for a bit of Wimbeldon fun, just with some gut-wrenching tears along the way.

Also, the initial plan was that I would post a chapter every day of wimbledon, but unfortunately I've only written prologue and chapter 1 - I'm working nights this week, so I guess it depends on how busy it is on if I can write any - no-one in London get sick and come to A&E this week!

'And we're very excited to have in the studio today, reigning Wimbledon Champion, Blaine Anderson.'

'Thank you. It's great to be here.'

'So, how does it feel to be back here defending your title? Feeling the pressure yet?'

'Yes, of course. It's certainly a novel experience from this side of things, a whole different game, really. Last year, I had to fight tooth and nail for every match, y'know, because I hadn't had a big win for a while, and never at Wimbledon. I didn't just want to meet people's expectations, I wanted to exceed them.'

'And now?'

'Well, everybody roots for the underdog, right? And no-one can keep their title forever. There are always new, younger faces trying to make their name off the back of your defeat, so for there to be a new champion this year would just be the natural progression of things, really. I consider myself beyond lucky to have had this title at all, anything else will just be an unbelievable bonus.'

'And how about the lovely Miss Lopez? She's looking pretty good this season. Think we'll be getting a reigning King and Queen of the grass court this summer?'

'Haha. Well, yeh…who knows? She's certainly been training hard; she's in the best shape of her career, and if anyone deserves a big win it's her.'

'And what about off the court? You've been dating since you both broke into the tennis scene all those years ago. Planning on making her your Queen off the court any time soon?'

'Aha…well…um, y'know…we'll have to see. That's…uh…that's certainly…I think we're both just concentrating on our tennis right now. Anything else will have to wait.'

'Okay, I can see I've put you on the spot there. Well good luck to both of you. And now, a break for the 6 o'clock news.'