A/U: Cheerio!Kurt BadBoy!Blaine. I'm sorry I haven't updated A Time For Love in a while i just haven't gotten in the zone for writing it. Anyway here is this new story I've been working on. I hope you like it!

chapter 1

"what do you want Anderson?" Kurt asked with his hand on his hip as he approached the other boy who was leaning against the lockers. Blaine was playing with something in his hand that looked like a lighter. "You." he said simply.

Kurt placed a hand on his shoulder before pushing him away slightly before spinning the combination and opening up his locker, muttering something that sounded distinctively like 'how many times'. "I don't understand why you don't give up" Kurt muttered, playing with the notepads in his locker, some what distracted by the scent of blaine less than a foot away

"not until I get you out of that Cheerio uniform." Blaine said cockily then leaned in close to Kurt. "I don't understand why you don't give in." Then he breathed in deeply.

Kurt slammed the door shut, causing Blaine to jump back; jump back out of what Kurt calls 'the Danger zone' "I have standards, I'm not sure you've ever heard of it"

"Do you see any other sexy gay guys Who want you walking down these halls?" Blaine stated before tapping Kurt harshly the ass before taking off down the hall "Stop staring at my ass Hummel!"

Kurt spun around and kicked in Blaine's general direction, scuffing across his thigh - leaving a white chalky mark he just knows Blaine will make a crude comment about "I only - I do /not/ stare at any part of you"

"I can sense the saliva pouring out of your mouth!" Blaine yelled without looking back. Then he disappeared into his class. The class he had with Kurt.

Kurt spun around quickly before jumping up and down twice in frustration. Stupid brain, he had to be more careful. He couldn't believe that Blaine had caught him staring. It was one time; well maybe twice. But the first time was just an accident, he had been daydreaming and just happened to be appreciating the glory before him. The second time was only making sure the first time was a fluke. Which is was. Most definitely. Kurt pulled himself tall and walked into the classroom, shooting Mercedes a smile before settling down next to her. One desk in front of Blaine

Blaine rested his feet on the back of Kurt's chair gently grazing his butt. He had this smirk on his face saying 'you know you like it Hummel'

Kurt ignored it for a few minutes, not moving or allowing his back to tense; or more alarmingly relax. With only the smallest movement of his wrist Kurt pulled his pen between his fingers and removed the cap. In a swift movement, which he had learnt from years of Cheerio slavery, he spun round and stabbed Blaine in the leg. Hard

Blaine screamed out in pain and grabbed his leg but then his expression changed to more desire and lust. 'Kurt's playing hard to get and while I have to admit that hurt it was kinda hot." Blaine thought to himself

Kurt spun back to the front just as the teacher snapped her head around to look at the class; quickly locating Blaine as the source of disruption. Kurt pulled out his pad of paper nonchalantly as the teacher rigorously castigated Blaine; as was a normal practise in these lessons.

Blaine immediately sat up straight and didn't bother Kurt for the next 10 minutes which really surprised him and worried him. While he wasn't talking to or touching Kurt he was opening gaping at him the entire time.

Kurt allowed himself to relax after a few minutes, perhaps today Blaine would finally leave him alone for an entire period. It wasn't so bad when Blaine spoke to him in the hallways - he was always able to get away pretty fast, but in lessons it infuriated him. Not only was there no escape, but also Kurt /needed/ to keep his grades up. He had to work damn hard to retain As. What infuriated him the most was the fact that Blaine put in no effort, but always remained the top student in all of his classes.

Blaine scribbled answers down on the work sheet during the last 5 minutes of class spending the other 45 staring at Kurt thinking about all the things he wanted to do to that boy. Blaine was practicly a genius and didn't give a fuck. The bell rung and Blaine was in no hurry to get to his next class. Kurt was picking up his bag when Blaine finally spoke. "it was lovely staring at your ass all period. I couldn't stop thinking about being inside it." Blaine winked and picked up his own bag.

Before Blaine could gather his bang into his hands, Kurt gripped hold of his leather jacket pulling him towards him. Kurt stood up tall and stepped closer to Blaine "Listen, hobbit" He almost snarled - loosing his usually well kept temper. "This ends /now/. You can't just treat me like some object"

Blaine tensed then relaxed "oh but you're not an object. you're a living breathing warm /sexy/ human being.".

"Stop. Stop" Kurt snapped, throwing Blaine's jacket away from his hands as if it had just physically burnt him. "When will you get it into your fucking head that you will never get me. Just quit the badboy act; it's fooling no one. Everyone knows that underneath you are just a cowardly little boy hiding from the real world!"

Blaine didn't let Kurt's words phase him he kept his cool for about a minute then finally broke. "look Kurt I really like you okay? and this BadBoy act isn't an act. It's what I want to be. Should I tell you to quit this Cheerios act because it's obviously just to impress me and your ass in those pants... I may have an obsession. Now if you excuse me I must head to gym or I'll never hear the end of it from Beiste.."

"No!" Kurt swung around and grabbed hold of Blaine again, completely disregarding the stragglers who had turned to watch the unfolding scene. Kurt and Blaine's relationship had been strained ever since Blaine stepped through the doors two years ago. "You will listen to me. I am not putting on an act, this is who I am, I was a Cheerio long before you graced the halls of McKinley" He took a step forward "If you 'really like' me. Prove it. In a /better/ way" He hissed before pushing past Blaine and heading for the door

Blaine shrugged of the people asking questions and starting gossip and he walked put and headed towards his next class thinking about Kurt's words... If he really wanted a relationship with him or just a good fuck. As he thought about it he realized that he really did like Kurt and wanted to be with him in any way possible. Being an asshole to him wasn't the way there but he wasn't sure of he knew how no to be. Blaine put up this tough exterior since he was 13 and had come out and people had started bullying him. He thought it would keep them away and it did. The bell for the next class was about to ring and the gym was just around the corner

Kurt walked out of the classroom and watched his retreating figure. He noted that Blaine wasn't walking with the same confidence as he had before, and in more than one occasion he almost ran into a group of Freshman girls. Kurt wasn't sure how to feel after the confrontation. Blaine hadn't indicated he had taken any of his words to heart; he had just brushed past him like it was nothing. Something dropped in Kurt's gut - maybe Blaine would never change. Maybe the chance to be with the Blaine Anderson, the /real/ Blaine anderson (The one he saw help a Freshman the other day when he was pushed over by a jock). Kurt's resolve snapped slightly, he sighed and turned in the direction of his next class. This called for drastic measures. This called for the greasiest fries he could get his hands on in the cafeteria.

During gym class they were playin basketball and Blaine being short sure made up for it I his ability to dodge the other boys but today he just sat on the bench thinking. Thinking about what he could do to /really/ get Kurt and possibly figuring out who he really was. Because Blaine Anderson wasn't this mean arrogant snarky leather jacket. He was kind and caring and a true romantic. The problem was letting this all go and letting that part of him come through.

Kurt sat at his usual table at lunch, working his way through the biggest amount of fat he had ever consumed before in his life. Santana was giving him an arched look from across the table and muttering something about not being able to fit into the uniform tomorrow. Kurt felt like shrugging but kept his shoulders tense. He did care about his position on theCheerio's - he needed this position. He would not get bullied again. He had been safe until Blaine came along, and hit a nerve far too close to his heart.

A couple of the guys (Finn and Puck) walked up to Blaine looking concerned. They weren't really friends with him. Blaine didn't really have friends. But they knew how he usually acted and this was not normal for him. Blaine ignored their attempts to talk to him and just made his way into the locker room to change back into his clothes then head to lunch.

Kurt continued to eat, some what half heartedly now, and scanned the cafeteria his eyes flitting to Blaine's figure as he walked in the door. Something tight coiled in Kurt's chest and a long shiver ran up his spine on seeing him. He shouldn't affect him like this, he had made it quite obvious he wouldn't change, and thus, he would never be Kurts

Blaine walked up to the lunch line and got the his food then found and empty space and took his seat. Lunch was an hour and he would be spending half of it with Kurt somwhere in the room. His thought got blurred in his mind then focused on one thing. He had to change if he wanted Kurt he /had/ to change

Kurt watched Blaine eat alone for five minutes or so. He hadn't started lunch alone, but when the group he was sharing the table with spotted him, their eyes got wide and they shuffled timidly away. Kurt stood and waited for Blaine to notice him. Wait, what? Kurt glanced around him, he was no longer sat at the Cheerios table; he found himself half way across the canteen in front of Blaine

Blaine saw a shadow on the table and looked up sheepishly when his eyes met Kurt's he swears his heart almost stopped. There was a long drawn out pause in which both of them simply stared at each other, both wearing the same expression of a deer caught in headlights. Kurt shuffled on his feet and was the first to regain his composure.

"Can I sit with you?" Blaine hesitated but spoke "s-sure. anywhere is free.." Blaine looked down at his food and shuffled around some peas.

Kurt slipped into a seat and watched Blaine faff with a tilt of his head "I don't understand you" Kurt says in way of conversation

Blaine didn't look up "Nobody does. I'm used to it."

"Please stop tormenting your poor lunch, I think that meat has suffered enough"

This made Blaine chuckle then he took a bite and winced "god this stuff is awful!"

"At least you didn't just consume your body weigh in fries" Kurt leant back in his seat and poked himself in the stomach experimentally. He looked back to Blaine, wondering how it was so easy for them to talk when they tried

"if you're seeing if a fry baby has grown in there don't bother you're stomach is still as flat as it was this morning." Blaine shook his head with a dopey smile in his face. 'God Kurt is always gorgeous...' he thought to himself

"Thank you" Kurt replied softly, ignoring the obvious fact that Blaine had been staring at him earlier in the day. He watched Blaine's smile continue to spread itself across his face and vowed to try and produce that smile as often as possible. "I'm sorry I snapped earlier" He said suddenly, the words bubbling out of his throat. He dropped his gaze and bashfully ran his hands along the edge of the table

"It's okay... I've been an ass to you... honestly it's because I've been this way for so long... I'm not sure how to stop." Blaine couldn't believe the words that had just come out of his mouth. had he really just told Kurt that? He found is nice and terrifying how easy it was to talk to him when he let his walls down, but he was worried about letting anything else like that slip.

i hope nobody is mad that i havent updated a time for love... but did you like this? please review! and thank god for fanfictions to partially get us through no glee until september and then the glee project! okay bye now! - DapperGleek xx