A/N: So this is my first FanFic EVER. I have read fan fiction for a long time now and just finally decided I wanted to write one. I am not a very good writer in general but I wanted to release my built up Glee-ness in a Klaine story. (My new favorite Glee ship now…Baby It's Cold Outside anybody?) I wanted them to be a little more flirty in the show, right now they just seem like good friends. But, that's beside the point. Here is my FIRST ever fan fiction and I may continue it…or not. Depending on reviews and stuff. Well, I guess now I'm just stalling…but…here it goes. :P Also, this was written before Furt I believe. Maybe just before Special Education, I can't remember. :/
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, or Klaine, sadly. :(
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*Third Person POV*
This was it. What the slender countertenor had looked forward to for the past week. All the worst possible scenarios had run through his head. While standing backstage the recent events flashed through his mind. Beginning the day the small brunette "spy" held hands with the dark and handsome Dalton Warbler and ending when Principal Figgins refused to expel Dave Karofsky without solid proof of his actions. All of which lead to Kurt standing backstage in the empty Dalton auditorium with 3 judges before the stage. One who just happens to be the aforementioned Warbler, Blaine. A month ago Kurt would never have seen himself leaving his New Directions family, but now it's about what's best for him.
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*Kurt POV*
No matter how many times I go on stage the same side affects still manage to reappear. Sweaty palms and the feeling that your heart is so high in your throat you can feel it pounding in your ears. Although there might be another contributor to that (one certain Warbler lead singer). I peek around the curtain to see the person performing and caught a glimpse of Blaine. He looks towards me and gives me a disgusted look and I can't help but giggle. I try to cover my mouth to stop but it's just too much. I know he hears me because then he flashes me one of those million dollar smiles that could impregnate a woman just standing there. (If he bat for that team of course.) I go back behind the curtain and try to get focused. I know the words I'm about to sing are simple and I have done it before but, this time it's different. If this works out, it could open doors for opportunities not only in school, but also with dark haired boy I can't get off my mind. I sigh imagining my hands in Blaine's curls free of gel. Fiddling with the ones at the nape of his neck while his arms around wrapped around me and his hand resting on the small of my back sending tingling sparks through my body making my heart race faster. Drinking in his warm chocolate brown eyes and just standing there, not in awkwardness, but in a peace of some sort. I snap back to reality when I hear my name called and then comes back all the nerves.
As I stride to the center stage I already begin to feel more comfortable, at home. I adjust my blazer and fix my hair in my trademark way. The pianist begins to play and I wave my fingers towards the recognizable judge as I start to relax and shyly look towards the ground. I feel childish in doing so though, because I've never actually felt this way about somebody before. Not even Finn, that was always an unrealistic pining, but this, this could be mutual. Or not, he only sees me as the kid who gets bullied and he comforts. Not anything like that. Most definitely not a boyfriend. I catch him looking at me when I glance up the floor and we make eye contact. I pass it off as a coincidence and the other judges follow my gaze to Blaine and give him a look which can only be described as inquisitive. The familiar words flow form my mouth in ease as all the tension melts away.
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*Blaine POV*
I sit painfully through a series of auditions and we are finally down to the last two. Some freshman that I don't care about, and Kurt Hummel. (Who I obviously do.) Now, the freshman is up and we all wince as he sings and wish we could cut him off but we made a rule when we all got together for this, anybody who auditions at least gets to finish the song. I catch somebody peeking out from behind the curtain and realize it is the small brunette whom I am actually looking forward to watching. I contort my face and I see him burst into a fit of giggles which he tries to stifle by covering his mouth. I can't help but smile as I see his eyes light up and then before I realize what's happening he's back behind the curtain. My smile doesn't fade for the rest of the performance and before I know it it's finally time for Kurt. He walks onto the stage proudly, like confidence personified, and it makes my heart race just seeing him stand there. I make a comment to the judges about his song selection, and though I've only seen youtube videos of Kurt performing I believe Defying Gravity is the perfect song to showcase his musical abilities.
I turn back from the judges towards the stage as the pianist begins to play and I look to Kurt as he waves his fingers towards me then he looks to the ground. I stare at him just watching him focus and watch the pieces of Kurt come together and his shoulders relax. Just his facial expressions portray all of his emotions. He finally looks up again and we make eye contact almost immediately and I quickly look to the floor with a familiar blush on my face I get when I'm around him, also I'm suddenly glad the lights are down. The judges beside me realize Kurt's actions and give me a confused look. All I can think about is Kurt's blue eyes piercing through me.
I remember the day I met him, seeing he was cute and taking his hand in a stroke of confidence I had never had before. I can't help but imagine his soft hand and those slender fingers intertwined with mine perfectly. My arms wrapped around his thin waist and us finally embracing the way we want to. Or at least I do and I think he wants to. I'm not sure he likes me that way though. All I am is a mentor to him, a confidant. NOT a boyfriend. I suddenly remember all of the Dave drama. Kurt telling me of kissing Dave and feeling like he was attacked. Not to mention the fact it was his first kiss, that counted. Nobody should have stolen something that valuable to him. I clench my fists and my jaw tightens just thinking about it. The judge beside me notices how I've gotten stiff and again looks at me strangely. I loosen up an look up to the stage with my mind still racing. Watching the emotion in his singing. At least there are still options if something were to develop of our friendship, then nothing would be stopping us, right? We wouldn't have to hide in fear of Kurt being hurt. My mind reels backs as he hits that famous high note to wrap up the song and my friends' jaws drop.
I sit with a smirk on my face and one turns to me and says, "The Warblers have needed a counter-tenor like him since this school opened." My grin grows as I flash Kurt a wink knowing that I'm going to be seeing a lot more of him.