A/N: This story was inspired by all the great Murt stories out there but especially by AdamPascalFan and her story, I'm Not That Boy. If it wasn't for her, I never would have discovered this pairing.

If I Had You

Chapter 1

"Hey, Kurt. Wanna make out?"

Kurt's hands stilled in mid-braid, his grip tightening on the silky blonde hair. He looked in the mirror at the person sitting in the chair in front of him.

"Brittany," he said slowly as if to a child. "We've talked about this. I'm gay."

She tried to nod her head, but Kurt was holding it fast. "With a capital G," she said instead, smiling at him in the mirror.

"That's right," he said continuing in his task to once again braid her hair. His hands moved quickly with a practiced ease. He finished with a hair tie at the end to hold it. "Done," he announced. "Now let's start on those nails. Your cuticles need a lot of work." They were in Kurt's basement having a 'spa day'. Now that Mercedes had a boyfriend, Kurt was a little lonely. He missed their girl time together. Hence his invitation to his fellow Cheerio.

Brittany turned to face him as he sat in a chair across from her. "I just think you should get to kiss someone, too," she said.

"I'm fine, Britt," he said, smiling at her. "Don't worry about me." He started working on her hands, aware of her eyes still on his face.

"I was thinking…"

"You really shouldn't do that…" he said shaking his head at her slightly.

"I shouldn't?" She really looked confused, and he had to take pity on her.

"Go on," he said with a sigh, waving his hand.

"I was thinking…" she hesitated and when he didn't say anything, she continued, "that maybe you should kiss Matt."

Kurt opened his mouth to respond but then shut it again. He didn't even know what to say to that.

"He's a really good kisser." As if that explained everything.

"Brittany, honey. I'm sure Matt doesn't want to kiss a boy."

"How do you know?"

"Well, he likes kissing you, right? So he likes girls." Hopefully, he made it simple enough so she could understand it.

"I guess… but you liked kissing me, too. And you like boys."

How did they ever get into this conversation? Kurt wasn't sure what to say… admit that he didn't really like kissing her? Or just let her think what she wanted?

It turned out she didn't really need any encouragement. When Brittany had an idea, no matter how ludicrous, she didn't let go of it easily.

"Anyway, I just thought that since you and Matt were so alike that maybe you would like kissing him."

"How are we alike at all Brittany?"

"You both like to sing and dance, and you were both in football…"

Okay, she had a point there, but she really didn't get it.

"Sweetie, just because we like to do some of the same things doesn't mean that we are alike… or that Matt likes boys." Kurt could feel the beginning of a headache. It was the same one he always got when trying to explain stuff to the blonde Cheerio.

"I know that, Kurt." She gave him a look like he was the dim one. "It's not what he does … it's what he says…"

"Wait, Matt talks to you? And he said something about…?" His voice faltered then. He wasn't exactly sure what they were even talking about. Still, he could feel the hope rising in his chest. He had really started noticing the quiet boy recently. Matt was a really good dancer and very cute, and Kurt had actually caught him staring a few times. That didn't mean that Matt was gay or that he liked Kurt. He tried to quell the hope before it got started. Remember the Finn Fiasco.

"It was when we were kissing…" Brittany said with a fond smile. "And it was just like when you and I kissed and you asked me…."

She paused and started looking through Kurt's collection of nail polish. Of course, he had quite the variety. You never knew when you were going to have a girl's night. She held up the Sula – Paint & Peel Modern Mauve. "Do you think this will look good on me?"

Now she was distracted!

"Brittany… this is important. Did Matt… did he ask you what boys' lips taste like, too?" he was having trouble breathing as he waited for her answer.

"No." She gave him a perplexed look, as she shook her head.

Kurt decided right then that it was just Brittany being Brittany, and it was stupid of him to get his hopes up… even for a minute.

Instead, he focused once again on her hands. Her cuticles really were atrocious.

"I don't remember him asking what boys' lips taste like…" she muttered, obviously trying to recall...

"It doesn't really matter, Brittany…"

He was embarrassed now and just wanted to move on, but she didn't seem to be listening to him as she concentrated on remembering.

Then she brightened considerably as if she had figured it all out. Good, maybe now they could just forget about it.

"Now, I remember… Matt didn't want to know what boys taste like…" Brittany concluded happily. "He just wanted to know what you taste like."

A/N: Just in case you were curious… here is the color nail polish Brittany picked out.

http : / / www. Sulabeauty .com/ catalog /10 /paint peel sula collection