Disclaimer : I do not own Glee or Wes or David or Blaine, Kurt, Thad, Jeff, or Nick. If I did…all of the aforementioned would have way more screen time.

A/N: This was supposed to be a birthday gift for someone…and then some stuff happened, I got writers' block, ran late, and things didn't work out, so now I'm just going to start posting and hope that some feedback will drive me to finish this story and write the sequel. So with that being said, please review this with any ideas or criticisms you might have, so long as they are founded. Flaming for the sake of flaming will not be appreciated or treated seriously.

This story has humor, it has angst, it has fluff, it has romance, and it has all the twists and turns that I can come up with, write properly, and that actually end up making sense. Yes, this part is short, but they start getting longer after this, so please bear with me and enjoy!

When Fate Tangles the Threads

Prologue : Monkey Bars

"Mr. Kim, I realize that you have an amazing fascination with recess, but I must ask that you pay attention for the remaining half hour of class and refrain from staring out the window and day dreaming…as well as humming under your breath if you would be so kind. It is a distraction to the rest of the class."

The young boy looked away from the window and up at his teacher, smiling nervously and apologetically as he realized he had been caught…again. "Sorry Mrs. Peters…" he said softly.

Wesley Kim might have only been five years old, but he knew the amount of money his parents were investing in his education. They had made sure to tell him, not to make him feel guilty but to keep him focused on his work. Poor Wesley however couldn't help the former. His mind was prone to wander and there didn't seem to be anything that he could do about it. He was only five years old after all.

Thankfully the last half hour went by quickly, or as quickly as it can go when you're learning the colors of the rainbow and then what color combinations will give you different colors, and then Wesley was filing out of the room with his fellow classmates and onto the playground. Unfortunately the swings were full by the time he made it out and there was a line to go down the slides. That left baseball or the jungle gym and since he didn't want to get his uniform dirty he opted for the latter. The only problem was that Wesley Kim was afraid of heights. So he sat on one of the benches that were inside and softly sang to himself.

"It's not fun if you don't climb on the jungle gym you know," a voice said and Wes looked up to see a familiar dark skinned boy from his class perched atop the steel playground piece.

"I don't want to fall off," Wes answered and his voice betrayed his fear. The other boy smiled kindly.

"You won't. I'll show you how to sit and just watch everyone. It's easy, come on," and he reached his hand down through the bars to Wes. Feeling nervous, he took the offered hand and stood up on the seat. "There, and now ya just grab these two bars, and you can get up. I'll help, don't worry." Wes did as instructed and struggled to pull himself up, which wasn't the easiest thing to do for him seeing as he had little to no upper body strength. He was scared and his hands were getting sweaty and he slipped, but then there was hand grabbing his and keeping him steady. Looking up he saw David smiling before he was being lifted up and could get himself situated again.

It took a few minutes, but then Wes was able to sit on top, gripping the bar underneath him as though letting go would cause him to plummet to his death. His knuckles had gone white from the sheer force of his grip.

"Hey, it's okay," the other boy said, still smiling to try and keep Wes calm. "You're safe, I'm not gonna let you fall. What's your name?"

"Wesley Kim…but everyone just calls me Wes. What's yours?"

"David Lewis. Dave or David works, doesn't really matter."

"So if I call you Davey you won't go all ninja on me?" Wes asked eyes wide.

"Well, Davey might result in booboos."

"Oh…okay…" His nervousness was quelled though when after a few seconds David grinned widely at him. They then both turned and stared out at the playground, Wes allowing his feet to kick back and forth over the edge of the bar and David flipping over so that he could hang upside down. Wes had to admit that it was kind of fun to just watch everyone else from the best view on the playground. He was content and after a few minutes he started humming because he wasn't sure what else to do. What surprised him was when a voice started singing the lyrics and he looked down to see that it was David. With an encouraging smile from David, Wes started singing too and they did so for the rest of recess.

When the bell rang to go back inside it was with Wes and David chatting animatedly about their favorite songs and Disney movies.