Change Is A Good Thing Chapter 1, a glee fanfic

Change Is Good

Chapter 1

by haru-chanXXX

Full Summary: AU Blaine's serenading of that homeless looking Jeremiah was a success and they go out, and Kurt is devastated. Some of the Warbler's notice, they all thought they were together. But they do nothing to help Kurt get over Blaine, they just go on with business.

Kurt's sick of the treatment the Warbler's give him, (ignoring him, telling him to conform) and decides to go back to McKinely, but not before doing a surprise performance with Santana and Brittany to get back at Blaine and the pips and to get them to see what they're gonna lose, he sings Ignorance and S&M.

Santana/Brittany/Kurt friendship and Kurt/?undecided? romance.

Rating/Warning: M, you be warned.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, the characters, or the songs Ignorance by Paramore and S&M by Rihanna. I can wish, but it won't come true.

AN: Well, not much else to say. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did when I dreamed this idea up

…Oh yeah! Reviews are like hugs, they make me feel all warm inside and out! (less-than-three!)

The Warbler's all shuffled into their practice room and seated themselves on the plush leather couches. After losing Sectionals to the New Directions, morale had been kind of low. But after the successful Gap Attack, they had started to plan for next year. They had started to do more impromptu performances and loosen up a bit- after Blaine Anderson had suggested it, of course. No one had bothered correcting Blaine when he said he came up with the idea, even though everyone knew that Kurt Hummel had suggested it in the first place.

Needless to say, that had Kurt Hummel pretty pissed off. Pissed off enough to call his old Cheerios Coach and have a strategic talk.

So while Blaine was sending a sweet text to his new boyfriend, and the council was getting all the members to settle down to take roll, no one noticed the boom box in the corner. Wes banged his gavel and everyone's attention snapped towards the Council's table where Wes Montgomery, David Thompson, and Thad Hardwood sat.

"This meeting has been called to order. Since everyone's here…" started Wes, but as he looked around the room, he noticed a missing member. "Has anyone seen Warbler Kurt Hummel?"

The boys in the room glanced around, noticing for the first time that Kurt wasn't there. They DID notice the boom box now though, and were curious about it, but turned their attention back to Wes when he banged his gavel… again.

"Warbler Blaine, have you seen Kurt?" Wes asked, knowing that those two usually had coffee before a meeting.

"Hmm? Oh. No, sorry, but I haven't seen Kurt today." Blaine responded, before going back to texting on his phone.

'Now this is odd, those two were usually attached to the hip. Or at least they had been, until last week when Blaine performed When I Get You Alone to Jeremiah and-" but Wes was cut out of his thoughts as the doors banged open and Kurt walked in. NOT in his Dalton uniform.

"Warbler Kurt, you're late. Do you have an excuse?" asked David, stealing Wes' thunder.

Kurt snorted, to the shock of all the Warblers, and walked over to the council's desk, emptying the contents of his bag over the table. Out spilled what appeared to be many DVDs in a clear case. He then proceeded to hand them all out to the Warbler's, not answering their questions or blushing under their gazes like usual.

"Warbler Kurt, do you have an excuse for arriving late today?" Thad asked, repeating the words David had said moments earlier but had been ignored.

"Nope," Kurt replied, popping the P of the word to enunciate it.

"Do you have an excuse for not wearing your uniform?" Wes asked, annoyed at the way Kurt was acting.

"Yep," Kurt said, but not elaborating. Making sure all the Warblers, but Blaine, had a DVD, he walked over to the boom box to plug it in. Blaine, however, DID notice Kurt's blunt avoidance, and so did everyone else.

"This is NOT a kangaroo court, Warbler Kurt, and this disrespect will not be tolerated-'' But Thad was cut off from his speech when he saw Kurt ….stripping?

Kurt took off his coat and flung it over the nearest Warbler, ignoring their sound of annoyance. He undid the top few buttons on his new shirt and untucked it, pulled off his non-Dalton issued tie that matched his eyes, and rolled the sleeves of his shirt up. If he didn't have everyone's attention before, he sure did now. He was NEVER seen in anything but his best.

Kurt sauntered over to the center of the room, swaying his hips like he owned the place. He stopped a few feet from Blaine and waited until Blaine looked up, which took a few seconds.

"Kurt? Where's your Dalton uniform? Oh! And I'm sorry for not meeting up for coffee today… and yesterday and the day before, but Jeremiah was helping me practice my solos."

Kurt rolled his eyes and cocked his hip out, putting his hand on his hip, "Blaine, there's so much wrong with your apology that I won't even consider accepting it. First off, you didn't even TEXT me that you weren't coming. I wasted my precious time waiting for you to fucking show up-" the Warbler's all gasped, even Blaine. Kurt NEVER swore! "-and you didn't even have the decency to tell me that you weren't coming? Queen, please! And secondly, the fact you have multiple solos astounds me. You aren't even that good! Trent and Nick both have incredible voices, and so does everyone else. Do you see them getting any solos? Or me? No, you don't. I wonder why that is….hmm?"

Blaine was floundering for words to reply to Kurt's accusation, but all the rest of the Warbler's were astounded. What had happened to the good, sweet, kind Kurt that left Warbler's practice last Friday?

Rolling his eyes again, Kurt walked over to the door. "Ladies! Ahora, por favor!" he shouted.

Blaine was about to ask Kurt what was wrong with him, when Brittany skipped into the room in wearing a short red dress and pulling Santana along with her. Santana herself was dressed in a matching dress to Brittany's.

Kurt noticed the Warbler's confusion and cleared his throat, motioning for the girls to go over to the boom box. Santana started hooking up the wires of the Warbler's sound system to the boom box while Brittany grabbed a red tie from her purse. Kurt pivoted in his spot towards the council to face them.

"As I was waiting in the coffee shop for Blaine to show up - which he obviously didn't!- on Saturday morning, Britts and Santana showed up. They invited me to spend the weekend with them and I accepted, so I told you I was sick to miss the weekend practices and came up with this little dance number with the girls to show you what this club is really missing: originality. Anyway, prepare to have your opinions on me shattered. Girls, ready when you are!"

Thad looked like he was going to object, but Santana's bitch glare was scaring them all from saying anything against Kurt. Santana nodded to Kurt and pressed play; she grabbed Brittany's hand and sauntered over to Kurt, draping her arm over his shoulder. Brittany went to Kurt's other side and started to put the tie on as the music started.

Brittany and Santana started singing first,

"Na na na

Come on

Na na na

Come on

Na na na na na

Come on

Na na na

Come on

Na na na na"

With the tie secured, Brittany grabbed onto it to pull Kurt's head towards her for a quick kiss before dropping it and stepping forward to perform the splits and a few random dance moves that she wanted while Santana continued singing while grinding on Kurt. Kurt just smirked at the council's shocked expressions before he started dancing with Santana.

"Come on

Na na na

Come on

Na na na na na

Come on

Na na na

Come on

Na na na na"

With a hold on Santana's waist, he dipped her over and pulled her back up before starting to sing,

"Feels so good being bad

There's no way I'm turning back

Now the pain is my pleasure

Cause nothing could measure"

Kurt shook his hips then dropped down low while running his hands down Santana's sides. Meanwhile, Brittany was flitting around the room while performing some random moves that she created on the spot. Originality WAS the point here.

Kurt stood back up and sauntered over to the council's table while singing the next verse, laying on top of the table while running his hands up and down his body.

"Love is great, love is fine

Out the box, out of line

The affliction of the feeling

Leaves me wanting more

Cause I may be bad

But I'm perfectly good at it

Sex in the air

I don't care

I love the smell of it

Sticks and stones

May break my bones

But chains and whips

Excite me!"

Brittany crawled on top of Kurt and pulled his tie until they were sitting on the table. They definitely had Blaine's attention now.And a lot of the Warblers were…rising to attention. Kurt took this in stride and jumped off the table, moving towards Santana while Brittany followed him. He let the girls sing the next part as he danced around them this time.

"Na na na na

Come on

I like it

Like it

Come on

I like it

Like it

Come on

I like it

Like it

Come on

I like it

Like it!"

As Kurt strutted in front of Brittany, she took the opportunity to grab ahold of his tie and get him more involved with the grinding she and Santana were doing. And he did, while singing the next part.

"Love is great, love is fine

Out the box, out of line

The affliction of the feeling

Leaves me wanting more

Cause I may be bad

But I'm perfectly good at it

Sex in the air

I don't care

I love the smell of it

Sticks and stones

May break my bones

But chains and whips

Excite me!"

The girl's took over singing again while Kurt jumped on top of the table and began doing dance moves the Warblers have only dreamed of doing; high kicks, pelvic thrusts, splits, you name it he did it.

Na na na na

Come on

I like it

Like it

Come on

I like it

Like it

Come on

I like it

Like it

Come on

I like it

Like it!"

The song cut off early, giving a few seconds pause for Kurt and the girls to regroup before their next and final song came on. They met in the middle of the room and repositioned themselves while the opening of Ignorance blasted through the speakers. Kurt took the center position and put his hands on his hips, moving his eyes around the room to take in the Warblers expressions. And he was pleased; if they weren't completely shocked they were completely flustered.

"If I'm a bad person, you don't like me

Well, I guess I'll make my own way

It's a circle, a mean cycle

I can't excite you anymore"

Kurt looked towards the council as he sang the next part, his eyes burning with defiance and contempt. The girls stood behind him, singing their own back up that the original song didn't have, but letting Kurt sing the main verses.

"Where's your gavel? Your jury?

What's my offense this time?

You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me

Well, sentence me to another life"

Spinning in his spot, he moved so he could stare at Blaine and let him know that these next lyrics were to him personally.

"Don't wanna hear your sad songs

I don't wanna feel your pain

When you swear it's all my fault

'Cause you know we're not the same

No, we're not the same, oh, we're not the same!"

Kurt snorted and turned around to face his two McKinely friends that were doing this for him. They really helped him heal this weekend and he knew he owed them.

"We're the friends who stuck together

We wrote our names in blood!"

He turned again to face a group of the Warblers that had snubbed him from the start because he was unique, including the Council.

"But I guess you can't accept that the change is good

It's good, it's good!

Well, you treat me just like another stranger

Well, it's nice to meet you, sir!"

He turned towards Thad when he sang that verse, and held out his hand to shake, mockingly, knowing full well that Thad had disliked him from the start. He dropped his hand and rolled his eyes before Thad could even react.

"I guess I'll go, I best be on my way out

You treat me just like another stranger

Well, it's nice to meet you, sir

I guess I'll go, I best be on my way out

Ignorance is your new best friend

Ignorance is your new best friend!"

With all the things Kurt felt towards this group of boys, love wasn't one of them. Not anymore. He definitely didn't want to have to stay here a moment longer. Turning towards Blaine he sang out the next part,

"This is the best thing that could've happened

Any longer and I wouldn't have made it

It's not a war, no, it's not a rapture

I'm just a person but you can't take it!"

The same tricks that, that once fooled me

They won't get you anywhere

I'm not the same kid from your memory

Well, now I can fend for myself!"

Completely ignoring the sad looks Blaine was sending him, Kurt took a few steps back from the group of boys and gripped Santana's and Brittany's hands in his own, they squeezed back in reassurance.

"Don't wanna hear your sad songs

I don't wanna feel your pain

When you swear it's all my fault

'Cause you know we're not the same

No, we're not the same, oh, we're not the same!

Yeah, we used to stick together

We wrote our names in blood

But I guess you can't accept that the change is good

It's good, it's good

He was having difficulty singing the rest of this song without blowing up at the Warblers or bursting into tears, but he did neither and continued singing, knowing that they'd rue the day they messed with Kurt fucking Hummel.

"Well, you treat me just like another stranger

Well, it's nice to meet you, sir

Well, I guess I'll go, I best be on my way out

You treat me just like another stranger

Well, it's nice to meet you, sir

Well, I guess I'll go, I best be on my way out!"

Brittany and Santana took the next part of the song but didn't let Kurt's hands go as they made their way to the boom box for the ending.

"Ignorance is your new best friend

Ignorance is your new best friend

Ignorance is your new best friend"

The girls stopped singing completely, and Santana turned the volume of the music down to let Kurt blow them away with his raw voice, just like how she was blown away when they practiced.

"Well, you treat me just like another stranger

Well, it's nice to meet you, sir

Well, I guess I'll go, I best be on my way out!

You treat me just like another stranger

Well, it's nice to meet you, sir

I guess I'll go, I best be on my way out!"

The last few lines were practically shouted from Kurt who was starting to shake with anger, this song always managed to get him in a hissy fit. It just fit the way he felt a lot of the time, and he had no problem letting his feelings out.

With the room completely in silence and all eyes on Kurt, Brittany took this time to collect their supplies and pull Santana towards the door.

"We'll be in the car, Kurtsie. You take all the time you need." She said, kissing him on the check as she passed him. He just nodded and watched them leave before turning back towards the room of boys.

Another couple seconds passed before Trent, Jeff, and Nick stood up and started clapping and wolf whistling enthusiastically and giving Kurt huge smiles. The rest of the Warblers started clapping as well, but in an awkward 'what the hell is going on' sort of way.

Wes stood up and started banging the gavel, concluding the clapping. Kurt rolled his eyes and grabbed his jacket from where a Warbler had thrown it on the floor. Apparently, they didn't know how expensive a leather McQueen jacket was. He dusted it off and scoffed at their lack of manners before pulling it over his sweaty and rumbled shirt.

"Warbler Kurt… that act of- of- of profanity was highly inappropriate!" Thad shouted. "You MOCK us sir, and our traditions!"

"What? Thad, he was amazing! How can you not see that?"

"Kurt was stupendous!"

"That was a horrible display of musical talent, you should be ashamed—"

"Shut up, Thad! Kurt's so much better than you!"

The room went silent when Kurt yelled at them all to shut up. They all looked at him, shocked once more to hear him act out of character. Wes cleared his throat and sat back down, banging his gavel once to get everyone to sit. Everyone did, but Kurt of course.

"Is there a reason behind this… performance of yours, Warbler Kurt?" he asked.

"Of course there was, Wesley Montgomery, I wouldn't have wasted my time otherwise, would I?" Kurt said in a condescending tone. He was slightly shaking still, from his feelings he had kept bottled up, but now was the time to let them out.

"You're ridiculous, you know that? All of you, besides Trent, Nick, and Jeff, are complete fools. It's no wonder you lost Sectionals, New Directions is and always will be better than a group of boys that have sticks up their asses. You should just change the name of the Warblers to Blaine and the Pips so everyone who wants to join will know how things go around here. Blaine gets all the fucking solos. And all of you support that, it's a complete waste of natural talent. When's the last time you actually gave someone else besides Blaine a solo, huh? And I'm sick of pretending to be someone I'm not because to be a Warbler, you have to conform to the prep school boy mode." He spat out.

"Warbler Kurt, you are completely out of line—'' said Wes, but was cut off again.

"Stop saying that! Sweet baby cheesus, this is insane! Have you not checked the roster? I'm. No. Longer. A. Student. Here. Comprende?" Kurt yelled at Wes. He opened one of his zipper pockets on his pants and pulled out a copy of his recent transcript and threw it at the council.

"Meaning I no longer have to wear that ungodly uniform that completely covers all my curves and I no longer have to sway in the fucking background for Blaine!" Kurt huffed out, putting his hands on his hips.

"What? But, Kurt… you can't go back! Karofsky's still there and—''

But Kurt cut Blaine off too, only this time with a glare.

"Blaine Anderson, if you were actually my friend and showed up at our usual coffee hang outs then you would've known that Karofsky got transferred! And that New Directions has started an anti-bullying policy that is backed by Sue Sylvester! But no! Gucci forbid that you hang out with your 'best friend'!" he shouted, adding air quotes to the last words with his fingers.

"But, Kurt!"

Kurt groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose, shutting his eyes and taking in a deep breath before continuing his rant. "Screw you, Blaine Anderson! I don't want anything to do with you ever again, you hear me? You go and spend time with Jeremiah, your boyfriend, who you cheated on with Rachel FUCKING Berry, one of my friends AFTER I told you I had feelings for you!"

If the Warbler's mouths weren't open in shock before, they were now. Blaine meanwhile looked like a kicked puppy, caught in the act of peeing on the rug. A lot of them were having trouble who to stare at, Kurt or Blaine.

Kurt straightened up and looked over at the council. "I'm keeping the bird." And with that, he stomped over to the door and slammed it shut after leaving the room, leaving a group of slightly turned on boys behind him.

David turned towards Blaine and scowled, "Fix this, Anderson. Or you're off the Warbler's."

A/N: Was it any good? Should I continue? Reviews are very much appreciated! I shall send you virtual cookies!