Will/Ken (Non-Romantic) and Will/Emma

What you should know before you read: Will is recently divorced, age 27. Emma is engaged to Ken, age 26. Ken is engaged to Emma, age 35.

Author's note: PLEASE REVIEW. I see that my stories get lots of hits, but hardly any reviews. Reviews make me happy! And during this stressful time (exams, final assignments, moving back home) I need a little happiness. Thank you for reading. Make sure you read madamesayswhat stories, they are excellent!

"Hey, Ken." Will acknowledge the football in the teacher's lounge as he poured a cup of coffee.

"Hey, Schue" Ken had his head in hands, slumped over a table. A letter was in front of him, tear-stained.

"You…alright?" Will was wary of asking any questions, afraid that Ken might go off on him again about Emma. Will sat down at the table across from Ken and stirred in some sugar into the coffee.

"It… Em. She… she…" Ken gave a loud sob and pushed the letter to Will and gestured to him to read it. Will looked at Ken wiping the tears away and pulled the letter in the front of him.

Dear Ken,

I do not want to hurt you and facing you when I tell you this might make it worse, so I decided that this was the best way. You are really sweet man, caring, and nice. You will make some woman very happy. But it's not me. I am very sorry, Ken, but I cannot marry you. It would not be fair to you to marry someone who cannot love you with their whole heart. It would not be fair to me either. We both deserve to be happy. I am very sorry, Ken, and I am sorry that could not tell you to your face. Enclosed is the ring you gave me. Remember, Ken, you are a kind and caring man. Thank you for understanding.

Emma.

Will finished reading and looked up at the sobbing man before him. He understood why Ken was so upset, but felt relieved that Emma was no longer engaged. He was a little… bothered that Emma had broken up with Ken via a note. Will pushed the note back to Ken who folded it with care and put it into the pocket of his shorts. They sat in an understood silence until Will finished his coffee and stood up. He put his hand on Ken's shoulder, which only made Ken cry more, and walked out of the lounge. Will took a detour to his classroom to visit Emma. Once he got to the door, he knocked cautiously, he could see Emma with her head in her hands, visibly crying.

"Em?" Will opened the door, slowly. He went over to Emma and placed his hands on her shoulders. "You okay? Ken showed me the letter." Emma nodded, still crying. "A letter? Really, Emma? I thought you.. I thought you would've, you know, been more sensitive to his feelings. I mean, I am glad that you are finally getting out of a relationship that you didn't want to be in, but Emma." Will moved from behind Emma to sit on the edge of her desk, placing his hand on hers.

"Will, I could not face him. I mean, he has been so kind to me." Emma had tears running down her cheeks. Will wondered for a moment why her mascara wasn't running and then figured that Emma would probably wear water-proof mascara anyway.

"Exactly. You should talk to him face to face. He is really upset." Will rubbed the back of her hand, trying to comfort her. Even though she hadn't really loved Ken, it was probably upsetting to crush someone.

"I know…I just…" Emma sighed and dissolved into another round of sobs. Will knelt beside her, and wiped the tears from her face with his thumb.

"I understand, Emma. I understand that breaking up with someone if difficult. But you really should talk to him. When I told Terri is was over, it was the most difficult conversation I have ever had to have. But I knew that she deserved to hear it directly from me, even if what she did was… horrific." Will looked down at the ground, remembering everything he just wanted to forget.

Emma nodded, she knew that she had to go talk to Ken herself. "Will, I… I… know that…" Emma shook her head as if to say nevermind.

"Yeah, Emma? What is it?" Will wiped some more tears more her face and then put his hand on hers. He looked into her eyes, glistening with tears. Emma shook her head again and got up from the chair and smoothed her black skirt.

"Nevermind, Will. Don't worry about it. I should… I should go talk to Ken." Emma walked out of the office, leaving Will at her desk.

Will sighed and looked down at Emma's desk, papers neatly organized. His eyes came across an envelope with his name on it, written with care. He picked it up carefully, wondering. He thought for a moment about taking it, but decided better of it. He went back towards the teacher's lounge and found Emma and Ken in an embrace. Well, it was Ken hugging Emma while she stood there, practically in shock. As they broke off, Will smiled a bit, knowing that Emma had done the right thing, for Ken and herself.

The school day passed by in a blur. Will was kept busy all day with students asking questions, Glee club, and a parent-teacher conference that ran late. At the end of the day, Will ran his fingers through his hair and walked back to his classroom. He dropped into his seat and began to gather up files to take home. As he picked up one file, he saw the same envelope that was in Emma's office. He picked up the envelope and opened it.

Dear Will,

By the time you get this, I will have broken up with Ken. I cannot go through with this wedding. It would not be fair to Ken to marry him while I think I am in love with another man. I have to finally do something for myself. I have to tell you, Will, I think I am in love with you. I honestly cannot bring myself to tell you to your face, just as I could not bring myself to tell Ken to his face. But I know you, you will most likely come to my office and convince me to talk to Ken anyway. Will, you may not feel the same about me as I feel about you, but I had to tell you. You are the most wonderful man that I know.

Emma

As Will finished the letter, he looked up, and there was Emma, standing in the doorway.

"Hi, Will. I figured… that since I told Ken to his face, I… I should do the same for you. Will,… I… l love you." Emma felt a blush rise to her face and her hands were sweating a bit. She wiped them graciously on her skirt as she approached Will.

"Emma." Will sighed the name. Emma looked down at the ground, figuring that was his answer, he didn't feel the same. She turned on her heel and began to walk out the door. Will caught up to her in three strides. "Emma, I… " He put his arms around her, locking her in his embrace.

"Will, can you… just… let me know? How… you feel?" Emma pushed away from him, moving her arms around herself. Her eyes were glittering with tears again. Will hadn't meant to make her cry. That was the last thing he wanted.

"Emma, I… I really like you. But I tried… to let Ken, you know, have you." Will shook his head, trying to get his thoughts straight. "But Emma, I want… to be with you. But… I would like to take things slow, you know? I mean, we both just got out of bad relationships. I think that would be best. So how about this, we go to dinner. Maybe some dancing." Emma began to smile, even though tears were sliding down her face. Will moved closer to her and took her hand in his. He knelt down, and asked "Emma Pillsbury, will you go out with me?" Will smiled as she nodded her head.

"Of course, Will." Emma smiled. Will got up and took her face in his hands.

"Don't cry, Emma." Will kissed her cheek and wiped the tears away with his fingers.

As they hugged again, they heard a noise in the hallway. Will stuck his head out the door and saw a retreating figure. "Ken?" The figure turned and Will could see it was indeed the football coach.

Ken marched back towards Will. "So, you think that you can be all comforting to me and stuff and then go and grab Emma for yourself?" Ken was beyond angry.

"Ken. I did not mean for that to happen." Will backed away from a Ken a little, moving into his classroom. Emma had taken a seat in Will's chair, but stood up when Ken came into the room.

"Ken. What are you doing here?" Emma walked towards the two men, locked in a stare.

"I could ask you the same thing, Emma. Is this why you broke up with me?" Ken motioned to Will, who put his hands in front of him.

"Ken, I… I…" Emma was at a loss for words. As Ken took a step towards her, Will stepped in front of Emma, shielding her.

"Out of the way, Schuester." Ken pushed Will to the side. Ken took Emma by the arm. When Will recovered his footing, he pushed Ken away and stepped in front of Emma again.

"Ken, you need to leave." Will turned to Emma and asked if she okay and Emma nodded. Will turned back to Ken. As he did, Ken punched him with all the force he had. Will crumpled to the ground and Emma let out a small shriek. Ken stomped out the door, leaving Emma with a bleeding Will.

"Will? Are you okay?" Will slowly got to his feet and Emma saw that his cheek was bleeding. Ken must've hit him with the hand that had his old class ring on it. Emma took the scarf that was around her neck and put it to his cheek.

"Emma, that's gonna get ruined." Will laughed a little, but Emma continued to wipe the blood away. She wasn't even thinking about the germs, she was only thinking about Will.

"No, it's okay." Emma smiled at him. She took the scarf away from his face, the wound was already beginning to clot. Will put his fingers to the cut and winced. "Don't touch it!" Emma almost yelled at him. "You have to keep it clean."

"Emma, thanks." Will grabbed his bag and put his arm around Emma. "Let's go. It's late, and I have a sudden headache." Will smiled and walked out to her car. As they passed Will's car, it was obvious it had been egged.

"Oh, Will. I am so sorry. This is all my fault." Emma put her head in his hands obviously embarrassed.

"It's okay, Emma. I should go get this washed ASAP." Will led her to her car. "Dinner, tomorrow night? I know a great place. I swear, it'll be clean." Will winked and walked back towards his egged car. As Will drove home that night, he thought about Emma and how his life was finally going in the right direction.

So? What do you think? Should I keep this as a oneshot or continue it?