Hello, long time no see, eh? Well, it's me, Natty, back with a new story. Yup, a Glee one! I am a strong supporter of Klaine, which will be in this story, although I am not a Blaine fan. Anyway, without further ado, the story!

Kurt looked up from his design pad, startled by a loud, urgent rap on the door. He was about to get up from the huge beanbag pillow on the floor, when his phone rang. "One second!" He called to the person at the door, and hurried over to the desk. The caller ID said that it was Blaine. Funny, thought Kurt, Blaine never calls me at work. That was why he answered right away.

"Blaine?" Kurt asked in surprise. "What's up?"

"Kurt!" yelled Blaine. "Thank god! Kurt, there is a very hysterical Mercedes Jones in our living room!" There was the sound of someone shouting something in the background, a male voice. Kurt heard a static sound in his ear, and Blaine yelled something to someone in the house. "Oh, and a frantic Finn Hudson," Blaine added.

Kurt stared at the phone, stunned. Then he said, "Blaine, what's going on?" He understood Finn being in his house, but Mercedes? He hadn't spoken to his old high school friend in ages.

The banging on the door resumed. Sighing in exasperation, Kurt said, "Blaine, I have to call you back in a second. Someone's at the door." He hung up without waiting for Blaine to answer, although he thought he heard a strangled 'wait.'

Kurt hurried across the floor and was halfway across the room when the door flew open, and a harassed-looking Rachel Berry stormed into the room.

"Kurt Hummel! What's wrong with you? Why didn't you come to the door?"

An hour later, Kurt was seated in a booth at a diner with Rachel, Mercedes, Finn, and Blaine. For the first five minutes, no one spoke except to order. Finn and Blaine split a chocolate pastry that made Kurt sick just by looking at it. Rachel and Mercedes only had a glass of water. Kurt had a salad.

Finally, the tension got too much for Kurt to bear. Slamming his napkin onto the table, he glared at Rachel.

"What is this all about?" He demanded.

Rachel sighed and opened her mouth to speak, but Mercedes cut her off.

"Rachel here was leaving her Wicked audition when I caught up with her. Well actually, I caught up with Finn, and he was on his way to pick her up. As soon as she saw us, she stared rambling on about how you work in New York, and then got this bright idea to go look for you. We tried to stop her, but she ran down the street. That's how Finn and I ended up at your house. We were hoping that Blaine would have some idea where you (and therefore Rachel) were."

Mercedes finished slightly out of breath, but Rachel's eyes were shining, as if waiting for someone to ask her something. Kurt knew that look only too well."What?" He asked, exasperated.

Rachel beamed. "I think we should have a New Directions reunion!" She exclaimed happily. Mercedes looked at her in surprise. Finn nearly choked on his pastry. Kurt, however, only glanced at Blaine, regret on his face. Rachel must've noticed the exchange, because she added, rather hastily,

"The Warblers could come to!"

Blaine's face relaxed, and Kurt felt extremely relieved. But the discussion was far from over. Blaine narrowed his eyes at Rachel and said, "So how are you going to organize this? Hopefully not by barging into people's offices and work places!"

Rachel fake-pouted, but smiled sweetly at him. "No, the old-fashioned way," she replied. "Calling them." Kurt glared at her.

"After work hours," he growled. Rachel blinked innocently.

Okay! Thoughts? Comments? Constructive criticism? Let me know, in a review!