AN: Okay, so this came to me as an AU Crisscolfer, but since some Klainers do not like Crisscolfer, I decided to make it Klaine style, but you can take it as whichever ship you want :D Sorry for any spelling or grammatic mistakes, my pc doesn't have spellcheck xD Please, enjoy.

''The Vixon Villa? What the hell kinda club name is that? It sounds like a strip club,'' Blaine said disapprovingly whilst examining the exterior of the building in front of him.
''That's because it is!'' Wesley retorted. David smirked from behind him and nodded his head.
''No! You guys said you're gonna take me out to relax and forget about my fight with Michelle. Strip clubs were never mentioned in our deal!'' Blaine told his friends fratically.
''Oh come on, Blaine! What better place to forget about Michelle than a club filled with beautiful women whose job is to satisfy your every need?'' David said hurredly, pleading to go inside already. Frankly, the weather was chilly for that time of year.
''I don't want other women to satisfy my needs, and I don't even have needs. Michelle satisfies my needs enough, thank you very much, and I-I love her.'' Blaine said defensively, but neither of his friends missed Blaine's hesitation in his last remark.
''Look, if you don't like it, we'll leave immediately, but give it a try. You don't even have to do anything apart from just hanging out and drink a couple of rounds. Okay?'' Wesley explained. Blaine was going to protest, but the pleading looks in of his friends were too much.
''Alright, alright! A few hours wouldn't hurt.'' Blaine admitted defeatedly. Before he could finish his sentence, Wesley and David grabbed him by each of his arms and pushed him towards the front door. They showed their ID card to the security, proving that they are of 21 years of age, and stepped inside what seemed to be a whole new world. The three boys gazed around the club in astonishment. The ceiling was high, supporting various cristal chandeliers in between golden columbs wrapped up in silver silk that shone colourfully by the multicoloured spotlights scattered around the floors and walls. They saw three stages on either side of the club boarding numerous chairs, tables and booths, each having a cristal pole at its centre. On the other side of the club was a long cocktail bar being attended by two men and two women. On the far end of one wall they saw a small door which they all guessed led to the corridor filled with seperate rooms used for sexual purposes.
''Wow! This place is kinda fancy, don't you think?'' Blaine said, turing around to look at his friends. ''I wonder how much a simple mineral water bottle is priced here,'' Blaine thought, whilst gazing a look around the club again.
''Who cares? We'll be dammed if you even consider on drinking water tonight. Plus, we're rich, right?'' wesley retorted once more and made his way towards an empty booth.
''Yeah, I guess so.'' Blaine muttered, following Wesley with David on his heels.

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After a few drinks Wesley and David had already begun to get buzzed compared to Blaine, who was more or less just starting to forget about his fight with his girlfriend the night before. She had started to get angry at Blaine for no reason and all he'd do would frustrate her. Blaine couldn't take it anymore and blew up, defending himself. Michelle had never seen him act that way in the one and a half years they spent together and truthfully, she was taken aback. She was starting to appologise when Blaine exploded and stated that he didn't feel like her shit anymore and left to spend the next day at David's house. While he was there, he couldn't help but feel releaved by what happened with Michelle. He couldn't deny that his feelings for her had never been strong, and if it wasn't for his father he would have never met her and be somewhat forced to be with her. He thought about how he felt when they got intimate with eachother; they didn't get intimate much and when they did it was only because she wouldn't stop nagging him and frankly, Blaine being the young man that he is, needed release too. Whenever they were done, he'd watch her sleep and think about how it felt. It felt good, yes, but only physically. There never was anything there emotionally. He didn't feel the bond two people should feel after they make love, but that was just it; there was no love between them. It was all just physical. Blaine had tried his best to feel some kind of love for Michelle, he really did! But something inside just never felt right. The thing is, he didn't know what it was.

He swallowed another drink and looked around the club once more and noticed something he didn't before. On one stage there was a boy dancing seductively. He wore black short shorts with knee high laced boots and had his upper body bare, only supporting a black silk bow around his long neck. His shiney brown hair was perfectly refined and his eyes were a piercing blue. His skin was pale and shining with glitter, reflecting the lights around him. ''Edward Cullen has nothing on this guy!'' Blaine thought, which he immediately retrieved.
''Hey, Wes?'' Blaine stated.
''Yeah?'' Wesley answered, turning his face away from the woman pole dancing on another stage.
''How come there are men dancing too?'' Blaine asked in confusion.
''Oh! I forgot to tell you; this strip clubs cateres to the gay community also. One section of the club is for men seeking men, the other is for men seeking women and another is for women seeking men'' Wesley explained.
''Ohhh! Well what about women seeking women?'' Blaine asked curiously.
''Oh, they use the same setion as men seeking women'' Wesley answered.
''Well that's not fair!'' Blaine stated. David nodded while Wesley shrugged. Blaine thought back to the boy dancing behind him.
''What section is over there?'' Blaine asked, pointing at the boy's stage. Wesely analised the area quickly.
''Men seeking men'' He relies hastly. Blaine felt something in his stomach twist at the words and a smile made his was onto his face. He looked back and examined the boy once more. ''Why am I smiling like an idiot? Why does me knowing that the boy is gay make me so happy? So what if he is, he's beautiful and can be whatever he wants to be-wait! Did i just say he's beautiful?'' Blaine examined the boy with even more intensity. ''Yes, alright, he's beautiful, I admit it. Straight men can think that a guy an be beautiful without judgment, right? Wait, why is my heart racing. It's just the beat of the music, right? Why does my stomach feel funny? Why-''
''BLAINE!'' David shouted.
''Huh? W-what?'' Blaine stuttered after turning his head so fast he's sure he got whiplash.
''You've been staring at that boy for a few minutes, buddy. You okay?'' Wesely asked worredly.
''Yeah, yeah. He-he's a really good dancer, heh.'' Blaine explained, blushing slightly.
''Yeah, uh-huh'' David said, disbelievingly.
''What?''Blaine said in defence.
''Go talk to him.'' Wesely simply said.
''What?'' Blaine was lost for words.
''.. You know? You say something and then he says something back?'' David replied mockingly.
''Why should I? I'm straight, remember?'' Blaine said in what seemed like disappointment.
''Oh who are you kidding!'' David exclaimed while Wesley laughed.
''What's that suppose to mea-'' Blaine asked before a voice of an angel intergected him.
''Excuse me fellas, would you like another drink? Or maybe some finger food? Whatever fits your needs, we got it!'' The boy who was dancing earlier asked politely and winked at Blaine. Blaine's heart stopped and his breath got stuck. The other two boys didn't miss the blush on his face and smirked.
''We're fine, thanks.'' David said with a smile. ''Blaine, do you want anything?'' he asked, grinning while Wesley snickered. Blaine got back to Earth and looked at the two boys for a second and turned back to the beautiful boy a few inches away from him.
''Uh-I-ah-no, no, nothing for me, thank you.'' Blaine slightly squeeked. The boy smiled and nodded.
''Well, if you ever need anything, ask for Kurt, okay? I'll be at your service promptly'' The boy-Kurt walked off , not before flashing a smile directly towards Blaine and added another wink. Blaine stared at Kurt until he couldn't see him anymore and turned towards his friends sitting in front of him.
''That was not cool!'' Blaine almost yelled at his friends.
'' Are you kidding? That was hilarious!'' David exclaimed, laughing along with Wesley.
''No! It wasn't! I'm STRAIGHT, damn it! STRAIGHT! Do you understand me? STRAIGHT'' Blaine all but yelled above the laud background music around them and walked off, exiting the club, leaving a biwildered Wes and David behind.

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Blaine walked and walked. His feet moved on auto pilot while his head was racing. ''I am not gay! Father said it is a sin! I never felt anything for other guys before? Why tonight? No, no I cannot be. Father would never approve. I was raised right! Homosexuality is not allowed within my family. Yes I accept homosexuality, but that doesn't make me gay, right? Guh! I'm straight, damn it! Straight!'' His legs stopped moving and Blaine looked up to see that he'd stopped infront of his girlfriend's house. He rang the door bell and in seconds the door swung open and Michelle appeared at the door. Before she got a chance to talk, Blaine forced his lips onto hers and kissed her fiercly. ''I'm straight!'' He shoved her back into her home and carried her into her bedroom. ''I'm straight!'' He layed her on the bed and climbed on top of her and started to undress both of them hastly. ''I'm straight, damn it!''

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Needless to say, Blaine had sex with his girlfriend that night. But when he slept, all he could dream about was making love to that beautiful, angelic, dancing boy.

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To be continued, of course :P

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