Just a quick one shot of Kurt and Sue. After finding out their kinderd Madonna spirits.

Kurts P.O.V

I always admired her strenght and her prescene. She commanded respect and everyone gave it to her. Not too many people could hate her with good reason. Oh Gaga I love you Madonna. I handed Mercedes the locker shaped poster and started to gushed.

"She is the key of power and strenght. Uniqueness. Makes us freaks feel normal." I smiled shimming my shoulders to the Madonna music blasting through out the school. "I never thought I would say this but I absolutely LOVE Sue Slyvestor for this idea."

Mercedes laughed, "I know right. I was in Spanish trying not to break out in dance."

I laugh as we held hands continuing to giggle until we hear Will hurling insults.

We watched Will sink to the low level of insults and walk off leaving Sue actually looking flustered and hurt. It caused my heart to break when she went by in pain. Me and Cedes knew what had to be done. When we approached Sue with the idea and she agreed I almost squealed and hugged her. But I didn't, no matter how happy she seemed she could of tased me.

Finishing the last touches of her hair I watched in the mirror blocking her view so she couldn't look.

"You look amazing Coach Slyvestor. Stunning even."

"Thanks lady face." She kept the stern look until she finally looked in the mirror. Her eyes welled and my heart swelled with pride.

I made Sue Slyvestor feel something. Feel loved. Happiness. Me. Kurt Hummel.

Sue P.O.V

I watched myself quitely in the mirror not getting a full view as lady face touched my hair up. He was actually a nice kid, reminded me of myself just a touch more girly. He was strong but weak when he felt attacked. He was also ruthless as I remembered the make over he gave Rachel Berry. I loved ruthless. I liked Kurt.

"Coach Slyverstor please stop moving." He pleaded as he fixed the front and did some final make up touches.

When I finally saw myself I could barely breathe. I felt like someone different. I looked the way I felt everyday. What people looked past when they saw me. I felt beautiful. I could feel the tears and I watched lady face with his hand on his chest before resting his girly hand on my shoulder. Reaching back I put my hand on his and just looked in the mirror watching. A few tears escaped both our eyes before he exhaled obviously satisfied and dabbed away my tears continuing his work.

Kurt Hummel.

Kurt P.O.V

Sue Slyvestor.

Together

My kindered spirit. My kindered Madonna spirit.