A/N: This is my first fan fic so don't be afraid to tell me what you think. Enjoy!

Summary: A dancer loses his soul. A Lima Loser wants to get him back. What will happen when these two Tango with the Devil?

Warning: Mike/Puck relationship, if homosexual relationships bother you then turn back.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, nuff said.

Chapter 1- Open Eyes

It was a secret that neither of them planned on sharing. For the first 3 years of their high school career they told not a soul. Too afraid of what the world might think of them. Both having the same friend that has to deal with the same ridicule on a daily basis, and he was brave about it. Bravery, something they both wish that they had. But they didn't and they hated it.

I wish I could be as strong as him, they both thought everyday.

I wish I could tell Puck how I feel about him. But he'll never like me, I'm just Mike.

I wish I could tell Mike how I feel about him. But he'll never like me, I'm just Puck.

A silent thought that occupied their minds for the longest of time.

Now that it's their senior year they only have one shot to make it all happen. Time to step up to the plate.

-Puck-

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck!" Puck thought to himself. What the hell am I supposed to? It's senior year and I really want to impress him! Ugh why do I have to have the hots for one of the hottest guys in school? Fuck. My. Life. Okay I know what I'll do, I'll pick a song that only he would like and recognize and sing to him indirectly. Then he'll -

"Oof! Hey why don't you watch where the F- Oh...uh..Hey Mike." Of all the times to run into him it would be at the beginning of the fucking day!

"H-hey..uh Noah- I mean Puck!" he's so cute when he stutters.

"It's alright if you call me Noah. Mike." emphasizing his name.

"Well what if I want to call you Noah? Noah." I turn to see Kurt sashaying towards us.

"Kurt. I can relapse to throwing this slushy in your face in a matter seconds." I glared at him. Yes we were on better terms now, but the kids gaydar was flawless. And he picked up on my gayness in a matter of seconds. The kid was that good! Hell, wish my gaydar was that good.

"Please forgive me Noah! Please oh please don't slay me with the almighty slushy!", by this point I was annoyed, and Mike was practically in tears from laughing so hard.

"5. 4. 3. 2. O-"

"BYE! see you guys at Glee Club!" Kurt squealed as he took off down the hallway.

"Well now that he's gone." I turned back to Mike. He had stopped laughing and was nervously shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Is he afraid of me?

"Don't worry man. I ain't gonna slushy you." He let out a relieved breath.

"Thanks No-Puck-I mean Noah! Oh dammit!" Ah melt. Snap out of it Puck don't let him see you falter!

I put a hand on his shoulder and tell him, "It's alright dude." snickering a little at his frustration. "Whichever name you prefer is fine by me." My hand lingered a little longer than it should have, but thankfully I noticed an removed it. After about a minute of awkward silence I pat his shoulder and tell him I see him at Glee. But before he's gone we lock eyes and I see something there I've never seen was pain. But what caught my attention the most was how he was holding his shoulder.

As if someone had shoved a dagger into it. Just what the hell was it that made me so curious? And why did I want to hold him so badly? Well though this may not have been the way I wanted to start the day off, I can definitely say that I'm gay for Mike Chang.

-Mike-

After my little run in with Puck I had to go to the bathroom to gather myself together. I drop my bag roll up sleeve to look at my shoulder.

Good no bleeding, the last thing I want someone to see are the scars. No I don't cut, but the reason the scars are there; are because my father is abusive. Each night he comes home drunk off his ass and somehow mistakes me and my mom for a punching bag. Asshole.

But back to what just happened.

Puck's eyes seemed different somehow today. Soft and caring, as if he were looking out for someone. Whatever it was it wasn't something I've seen in Puck's eyes before. Kinda scary, maybe I did something wrong? Agh I don't need this kind of stress already.

"You okay there Mike? You seem to be having a losing battle with the mirror." I spun around to see Kurt looking at me like was on crack. Which I probably did look like that.

"N-no I'm fine! Just thinking to myself is all." Kurt narrows his eyes on me. As if there were a hidden meaning in what I was saying, which there was.

"You're lying. Don't argue with me Mike. I'm like a polygraph, what's on your mind?" Kurt says slyly as if this were a routine thing for him. Kurt moved towards the wall and folded his arms across his chest exhaling audibly. I can't tell him about my feelings for Puck. It'd be too awkward and I'm not ready to come out just yet.

"You like Puck don't you?" he says curiously. My head snaps up to look at him. The look on my face must've been quite the sight because his face went from "gotcha" to, "I won't judge you".

"Yes..I-I li-like Noa-Puck." I said as I hung my head and sighed in defeat.

"That." Oh no. "Is." No no no! "Absolutely." A million times NO! "FANTASTIC!"

"I-I'm sorry correct if I'm wrong here but. DID I JUST HEAR YOU SAY THAT IS ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC!". Kurt's bottom lip was between his teeth, his head nodding frantically while he clapped his hands rapidly.

"And this is good how?"

"Heelllooooo? Now I no longer have to be the only gay kid in Glee now!" he said in 'Duh' kind of tone. "Kurt don't get me wrong, you being overly flamboyant and flaunting your gayness is o.k. and everything. But there is no way in hell that I'm coming out to the club!"..."At least not yet." I mumbled the last part to myself.

"Oh? And why is that?" he sounds like this is a challenge.

"Because I'm not strong like you. There is no way I could go through all the torture you go through and still make it through the rest of my day. I just couldn't do it." I sounded like a little kid who quit trying to learn how to ride a bike.

"Mike listen to me. No one is asking you to come out. And you have my word that I won't out you to anyone else." This made me smile. Not only because I had finally told someone that I was gay, but that someone was understanding.

"Mike is your shoulder okay? You've been holding it ever since I walked in. Is everything okay?" his voice dripping with genuine concern.

"No, I just ran into a wall today. Clumsy me!" I respond laughing nervously

"If you say so. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get to class." Shit I completely forgot about class!

The rest my day goes by rather slow. A few interesting things happen more or less. Karofsky slushied Rachel..again. Santana's whoring it up as usual. And Brittany is still trying to get her locker to open.

Glee goes without a hitch and I make my way towards the doors to leave. When I feel a strong hand place itself on my bad shoulder. I wince but turn to see who it is. Puck. He's staring down at me with those gorgeous eyes of his.

"Hey! We're having a guys night at Kurt and Finn's later on. You wanna join?"

"Uh s-sure! I'll just have to run home and grab a few things then I'll be right over!"

"Awesome seeya later Mike." He pats my shoulder again and I struggle to not hiss in pain.

I pull up in my driveway noticing that something is off. Way off. My dad's truck is here. He's normally not home till later on at night. Something doesn't feel right when I walk through my front door. It's dead quiet and the lights are off. I cautiously make my way around the house searching for anything different. I open my bedroom door and the picture I see is horrifying. On my bed lays my mother, her blood all over it. The figure I see hovering above her is the one person that I feared the most. My father. Frozen in fear and shock. I couldn't move. My dad turns and looks at me. He makes his way towards me with a broken beer bottle in his hand. The worst part of this whole fucked up picture. Is that he's smiling.

End Chapter 1

A/N: Well I found this terrible and rather disturbing, just a smidge. But hey, you gotta start somewhere! sadly there aren't that many Puck/Mike fics. So I thought I'd write one :)