Chapter 1:

"Hey, Kurt!" Burt yelled from his office.

"Ya, dad?" Kurt rolled out from under the car he was working on.

"Got a road-side assistance call. Can you take it? Danny had to leave early."

"Sure, no problem. You wanna finish this oil change?"

"It'll keep until tomorrow. Thanks, Kurt."

Kurt hurried to wash his hands and check his hair before jumping into the tow truck. Just because he is a qualified grease monkey doesn't mean he has to look like one.

When Kurt pulled up to the location his father gave him and saw Azimio Adams, he groaned in frustration. The football guys had stopped harassing him when he and Noah had started dating but some, like Azimio, still made jokes and comments.

"Might as well get this over with," he lamented out loud as he hopped from the truck.

"Fancy?" Azimio looked around like someone was playing a joke on him. "What the hell?"

"Didn't you call for a tow, Azimio?" Kurt refused to look away, his bright blue eyes narrowed on the large jock.

"Ya, but I expected…" he trailed off as he caught Kurt's bitch-face slide firmly into place.

"Expected what? Someone manlier? I'll have you know I'm a certified mechanic, probably one of the best in this whole backwards ass town."

Az chuckled. "I actually know that. I was just surprised is all."

"Wait… What? You knew that? How?"

"Locker room, dude. Guys talk, I mean, not as much as you, but ya. Your bro and Puckerman are always goin' on about your mad skills."

"Oh!" Kurt was surprised, but recovered quickly. "So what's wrong?" Kurt leaned in under the hood.

"The engine light came on and I noticed the temp gauge was all the way in the red, so I pulled over. When I lifted the hood there was all this smoke."

Kurt checked a few things before dropping to the ground and shimmying under the car.

"It looks like you blew a hose and cracked the radiator. I'll have to tow you in, but if we have the parts in stock, I should have it all fixed in an hour or so."

"Cool, umm, you need some help?"

"No, I got it. Thanks, though."

Kurt placed the car on the tow-truck in no time. Az watched with what looked like, to Kurt, admiration.

"Okay, we're ready, hop in."

It wasn't far to the shop, but Kurt was unsure if Azimio was the type to chat, so he kept quiet.

"Hey, Hummel, can I ask you somethin'?"

"S-sure."

"Well, let's say a guy liked you, maybe a jock guy, would you try to change him? I mean, like make him dress all fancy and shit or start liking show tunes?"

"Umm, Azimio, is there something you're trying to tell me?" Kurt arched his eyebrow as he eyed the big jock beside him.

"What? Oh! No! No – I-I'm just, I might know someone is all, but ya, I wouldn't want them to change."

Kurt laughed. "No, I wouldn't try to change him. As much as I love a good make-over, they aren't for everyone. Besides, it doesn't really work that way. Are you talking about Noah?"

"No. Why? Is Puckerman playing for team gay as well?"

"It's not really a secret. Noah and I have been dating for a while."

"Ya, kidding… I heard about that, too."

Kurt's eyebrows climbed higher and he whipped his head toward Az at the stop sign.

"Locker room, man."

Kurt relaxed and chuckled.

"Ya, Puckerman comes into the locker room about two months ago and warned all the guys on the team. He was all, 'Princess is mine now so if you touch him I will end you'." Az laughed and shook his head.

"How did that go over?" Kurt asked.

"Pretty good actually. Ya, I'm sorry for being such a dick last year. I guess I just got it in my head that… you know what? It doesn't really matter what the fuck I thought. I was wrong. A lot of us were wrong. I just hope that since it's stopped you can like forgive me or somethin'."

"I'd like that, Azimio – forgiving you, I mean. You're not a bad guy when you're not being a jerk."

"So, if I tell you somethin' it'll stay between us, right?"

Kurt started to get nervous. "Well, I'd like to say one hundred per cent yes, but I won't lie to Noah. I love him too much so, I guess within reason."

"Na, I get that. Alright, so…" Az took a breath. "I think Dave is gay and more importantly I think he's in love with you."

Azimio's statement hung like a fog, heavy and thick, in the truck. Kurt had to pull over before he could speak.

"Are-are you sure?" Kurt was practically panting.

"Don't sound so excited, Hummel!" Az laughed. "But, ya, I'm sure."

Kurt made some kind of squeaky noise and was bouncing in his seat.

He turned to Az. "Noah and I, both, have a huge crush on him!"

"What?! Are you kidding me?"

"Nope. Not kidding. Noah sometimes, he'll tell me about Dave's… yeah, you probably don't need or want to know that…" Kurt shook his head to clear it.

"You're right! I don't, Fancy, I really don't." He made a grimacing face before shaking his own head. "Hey, I got an idea though, why don't we all go do something tonight, like bowling?"

"You think he'll go?"

"Big D loves bowling, why wouldn't he go?"

"Hmm, well, let's get this car fixed fast then."

The boys drove the rest of the way to the shop and Kurt started on the repairs right away. About half-way through, Kurt's phone rings.

"Azimio, can you please get that for me? It's Noah."

"Can do." Az picked up the phone and chuckled at the picture of Kurt and Puckerman. "Kurt Hummel's phone," he answered.

"Who the fuck is this?"

"Well hello, Noah," Az chuckled. "It's Azimio, dude."

"Where's Princess?"

"Under my car at the moment."

"What?"

"Cracked the radiator, dude. We're at the shop. He asked me to grab the phone."

"Oh! Well, can you tell him to call me when he's done?"

"He wants to know if you wanna go bowling tonight with me and Dave."

"Sounds good to me. He still wanna do dinner first?"

"Hold on," Az took the phone away from his ear. "Hey, Fancy, Puckerman wants to know if you wanna do dinner first?"

Kurt replied while still under the car. "Ya, tell him it's my turn to cook tonight as it's Friday. The Hudsons are coming to dinner so be at my place by 7 p.m. sharp."

Az went back to the phone, "Puck?"

"Yo…"

"He said 7 p.m. sharp, his place; something about Friday night dinner with the Hudsons and it's his turn to cook."

"Does he need anything?"

"Hold on, I'll ask." He pulled the phone away again. "He wants to know if you need anything, Fancy."

"No, I got everything. Thanks, though," Kurt chuckled to himself.

"Dude? He says it's all good."

"Okay, I'll see you at dinner, Adams. Take care of my boy."

Azimio hung up and put the phone in his pocket out of habit.

"What time do you wanna meet up after dinner, Fancy?"

Kurt rolled out from under the car. "No, call David. You can come home with me and he can meet us there for dinner."

"You sure? Won't your parents and Hudson be there?"

"So? What does that matter? Besides, if you want me and Noah to date David then he should get used to the family."

"True, true. Okay."

Az pulled out his phone and called Dave.

"What's up, douche bag?" Dave laughed as he answered.

"I got your douche bag, bitch. Get your nasty ass under some water and clean up. Meet me at Hummel's for dinner at 7 sharp. Don't be late, fucker. Oh! And we're goin' bowling afterward so bring your gear."

"What the fuck?!"

"You heard me, punk. I didn't stutter and your ears didn't flap. Look presentable too, ass-clown, the parentals will be in attendance."

"Ah, Z, man, I don't know about this…"

"D, I went to a lot of trouble to arrange this little date, don't fuck it up!"

Dave started coughing. "Date?"

"Ya… you, Fancy, Puckerman – plus me and possibly Hudson are gonna hang out after dinner."

"Z…"

"Nope. Shut it. I don't wanna hear none of yo shit. Get clean, get dressed and be on time, for fuck's sake. Oh, and Fancy's cooking."

Azimio didn't let him answer. He just hung up on him with a smirk.

"You seem proud of yourself, Azimio." Kurt was wiping off his hands before closing the hood. "All done," he smirked.

"I am pretty proud of myself actually. So how much do I owe you?"

Kurt snorted "Just take care of the parts. I'll throw in my time in thanks for getting Noah and me a date with Dave."

Az just laughed and handed over his credit card. Kurt went into the office for a moment and came back with the receipt, followed by his dad.

"Dad, this is Azimio Adams." Burt shook hands with the right tackle. "He's on the football team with Finn and Noah. Azimio and David Karofsky are joining us for dinner and then we're all going bowling."

"Sure, kid. Always room for more." Burt smiled at his son. "Is Noah joining us as well?"

"Of course! I'm gonna head out so I can clean up before cooking, okay?" Burt nodded. "Don't be late, dad, 7 sharp."

Burt laughed. "No problem, Kurt. Oh hey, before I forget again, your Aunt Bella called – she's coming to town in two weeks. She wants to meet this boy you're dating so you better give Puck a heads up warning."

"Will do, dad. See you later."

TBC