General Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. If I did, things would've gone a lot differently :P
Spoilers for... well, everything, probably. At least up to 'Prom Queen'.
A Different Kind of Love
Chapter 1: A Simpler Time
It was good neighbourhood, for Lima. Large, fancy, suburban houses. Clean, quiet streets. Almost idyllic, really.
Until a little girl's enraged shriek split the air.
"Blaine! Give it back!"
An elderly couple sitting on their porch exchanged exasperated looks.
"I swear that girl's either going to completely deafen me with those lungs of hers," the old man complained. "Or else kill the Anderson boy. Whichever comes first."
His wife smirked, the saggy skin of her cheeks suddenly slightly lifted, and her eyes twinkling in amusement.
"I like to think they'll work out their differences. Perhaps it's a blossoming romance," she said.
The man rolled his eyes. "I think you've gone batty in your old age." This earned him a slap on the arm. "It's more like a blossoming homicide."
"You know I like my romances," she said huffily. "I think it would be a nice story, if they fell in love. Timeless."
"Yes, dear," he said, tiredly.
When they heard a little boy yelping in pain moments later they both stifled a smirk.
"Blaine, what are you doing?"
A little curly-headed boy was sulking on the back step of his house when his mother found him, occasionally throwing glares at the yard beside theirs.
"Lucy won't let me play with her dolls," he whined. He then added, "And she hit me."
"That's because they're hers, darling. Besides, you know that dolls are for girls. Why don't you go play with that new football that your father bought you?"
The boy shook his head stubbornly, so his mother sighed and went back inside.
"Blaine?" called a girl's voice, nearby.
"What?" Blaine answered moodily.
"Come back? Come on... I'm sorry I hit you."
"Hmmph."
"Please? I'm bored."
He seemed to struggle internally for a moment, before plaintively asking, "Can I play with Ken and Barbie this time?"
There was silence for minute before the girl responded. "Fine. Yeah, you can play with them."
"You said that last time."
"I promise, OK! Now stop being such a baby."
"I'm not a baby!"
"Fine, you're a little girl."
"I'm not a girl! You're a girl!"
"... Yes, Blaine. I know I'm a girl." Her tone was dripping with disdainful superiority. "You're so stupid."
"I don't think I want to play any more." Petulant.
"Ugh, just come on!"
"... Fine."
He got up and wandered over to the back of the yard, and squeezed through a gap between the fence and the hedge.
A little brown haired girl smirked at him smugly. "I knew I could get you to come back."
Blaine made a face. "Stop, Lucy. What did you want to play?"
She grabbed his hand and led him over to a picnic blanket spread out on her neatly-mown lawn. They were soon playing games, games about love and adventure and dragons and big cities and history and fairy tales and marriage. They fought every hour or so, which usually ended with Blaine getting a slap, and then leaving in a huff until Lucy apologised and allowed Blaine to be Barbie in the next game. She had to snatch Ken from his hand one time because Blaine wanted him to marry one of his Power Rangers. One of the boy Power Rangers. Which just didn't work, obviously. She handed him Barbie instead, and told him that now it was all right. Boys could be so oblivious.
Such friendships are born of geographical convenience. But one could argue that brotherhood, sisterhood, is the same. Blood makes no difference, gender doesn't. Religion, sexual preference, differences in personality... they don't necessarily have to matter either. It comes down to the person who knows you better than anyone else, who's been there through good times and bad, someone who, despite some bumps in the road, will always accept you.
Blaine Anderson and Lucy Fabray will never be in love, as the old man had told his wife repeatedly. But she was right that behind the squabbles, there was love, just of a different kind.
A/N: Please let me know what you think!
Overall, I'm not really a fan of Quinn's "new" backstory, as I think it kind of kills her old character development. But it fits in so well with this story... ;)