(a/n i am going to attempt a story thats not angst,i apologize if it anyone has a song and/or couple to request just hit me up :) Disclaimer:I DO NOT own glee nor celtic thunder (plus if you hadn't heard this song and love Damian i suggest you do!) I don't own Aliceelaine,Morga,or J.S either,they demand i write that_Morgan)

Bauchail o'n Eirne

Rory missed home.
He missed Seamus,Collie,His mum,his dad,his best friends Aliceelaine and Jack Sea'n,and his girlfriend missed old man Aed's small pub on the corner of the street behind the school building,and how he'd hand the three of them a coke and biscotti for free on Wensdays when they'd be heading to the cinema for the latest missed the sound of George,Paul,Ryan,Neil,and Damian (a/n i just had to throw that in there) blaring through Aliceelaine and Morga's room on the day that Morga didn't have violin and Aliceelaine didn't have rugby the thing he missed the most?

The lullabye his mum and dad would always sing to him as a child,the one Damian Mcginty sang when they were both fourteen andCeltic Thunders first album produced,and the song Morga whispered into his ear before kissing his lips chastley as he boarded the plane to leave to .Schue came in then,knocking him from his thoughts."O.k team this weeks assighnment,memories!"ofcourse would pick a song that described his feelings at the moment,but his hand shot straight up-actually beating Rachel Berry's-as he knew immediatly what he was going to sing."Come on down then Rory." said sounding a little shocked that he's volunteered so quickly,while Rachel pouted and glared at whole room swirled around him in memories the second the lyrics drifted from his mouth.

"Buachaill o'n Eirne me 's bhreagfainn calin deas og Ni iarrfainn bo spre lei ta me fhein saibhir go leor 'S liom Corcaigh da mheid e dha thaobh a' ghleanna 's Tir Eoghain 'S mura n-athrai me beasai 's me n' t-oidhr' ar Chontae Mhaigh Eo"

a/n the translation of these lyrics are_ I am a boy from Ireland and I'd coax a nice young girl,
I wouldn't ask for a dowry with her, I'm rich enough myself,
I own Cork, big as it is both sides of the glen and Tyrone,
And if I don't change my ways I'll be the heir for County Mayo.)
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