Blaine had made attempts all night to get ahold of Kurt, but he texts were going ignored. He had a feeling this was going to happen, but he didn't think Kurt would go along with it. He was usually so shy, why was it NOW he chose to stand up? And what was this about ignoring him? Ever since their talk at the coffee shop, they'd spent more and more time together. Blaine even thought, maybe, they could take it to the next step. Then again, it seemed he'd crossed the line talking to Burt about sex. The whole thing was frustrating and all he wanted was to tell Kurt what he was getting himself into.

It wasn't until Warbler practice the afternoon that he saw Kurt. Everyone greeted him and he smiled and held his head high as he came into the room. "We're not staying here, we're going to the auditorium to rehearse. We need the space for this opening number." Everyone was grabbing their bags and making their way out of the room. David stuck close to Kurt, making it hard for Blaine to catch his attention.

"This year is going to be amazing! We're all really excited to see your number. This might be our best year yet."

"Well, I'm excited to help. Just doing my part." His head shifted back to Blaine who was watching him with sad eyes. Kurt shrugged and kept going till they made it to their destination. "Now, Kurt you're not going to be in this number. Only thing you have to worry about is your skit. And Wes found a swing for you, so we're all set." Thad, clapped his hands together, ushering the boys up onto the stage.

Blaine took a seat down beside Kurt. "You don't have to do this. Forget what I said last night. Kurt this- You don't want to do this, trust me. Who knows who will bid on you and your first time should be special. With someone you love. I mean the first time, always sucks-"

"While I appreciate your advice, I'm grown up enough to make this choice for myself. Thank you, for your concern, Blaine. But I'm sure, if it's just people that go to Dalton, I should be fine. Besides, I'm excited to show you what I've got." Kurt smiled, taking out his books to get some homework done.

"Anderson! Let's go!" Blaine stared at Kurt, catching his attention again.

"You don't have to prove anything to me. I like you just the way you are." Blaine got up from his seat, leaving Kurt a bit dumbfounded in the process. He liked him. That was a rather large step. Of course he liked him, he wouldn't spend time with Kurt if he didn't. However to Kurt, that was a step closer to loving him.

Blaine walked his way up to the stage and his blazer came off. The boys started in on their back up and right away, Kurt knew what song they'd be performing. His mouth went dry as his focus closed in on Blaine. The Warbler turned, his eyes right on Kurt as he sang.

The minute you walked in the joint,
I could see you were a man of distinction,
A real big spender,
Good looking, so refined.
Say, wouldn't you like to know
What's going on in my mind?
So, let me get right to the point,
I don't pop my cork for ev'ry guy I see.
Hey, big spender, spend...
A little time with...me...me...me!

The way the boys all slapped the stage at once, the intensity in their eyes. Kurt felt like they were singing just for him. Yes, he was the only one in the room, but still. Ties were starting to come off, shirts being unbuttoned. Kurt swore he'd had a dream like this before.

Do you wanna have fun?
How's about (fun) a few laughs?
I can show you a...good time...
Do you wanna have fun...fun...fun?
How's about (fun) a few (fun) laughs (fun)
Laughs (fun) laughs
(I can show you a...)
(fun) laughs (fun) laughs
(good time)
Fun, laughs (good time)
Fun, laughs (good time)
Fun, laughs (good time)...shhh...
What did you say you are?
How's about a ...(laugh)
I could give you some...
Are you ready for...(fun)
How would you like a...
Let me show you a ...(good time)
Hey, big spender...
Hey, big spender...

Blaine hopped down off the stage, shirt unbottoned like the rest, sweat sleek down his cheeks and this wicked smile looming on his face. Was this Blaine, trying to seduce him. Talk about not having to try hard. Before he knew it, the rest of the Warbler's had followed suit and were off the stage, circling him in the audience.

The minute you walked in the joint,
I could see you were a man of distinction,
A real big spender.
Good looking, so refined.
Say wouldn't you like to know
What's going on in my mind?
So, let me get right to the point,
I don't pop my cork for every guy I see.
Hey, big spender,
Hey, big spender!
Hey, big spender!
Spend...a little time with ...me!
Fun...Laughs...Good Time!
Fun...Laughs...Good Time!
Fun...Laughs...Good Time!
How about a palsy?...Yeah!

The boys all laughed when they were done. "Not bad guys. I think it should be good for the show," Wes said, starting to button his shirt back up. "Blaine was last years headliner, you've got some serious shoes to fill Hummel."

Kurt's head snapped back to Blaine, who'd turned away to find his tie and blazer. If he was last year, then that meant... "You've had sex?" Blaine turned back, his face scarlett. Some of the boys had the decency to turn away when Kurt screeched, while the others were so taken back, they didn't know what to do with themselves.

"I- Kurt can we talk about this else where, please?"

"So you sat here and tried to talk me out of this, but you're no better! You did the same thing last year! Unbelieveable." He started to collect his things, storming out of the room.

"Kurt! KURT!" Blaine ran after the high tenor, catching him a ways down the hall. "Listen to me, please."

"I think you've said enough. You can't preach to me about morals, when you're not better. You know that right?"

"I wasn't preaching! I was talking from experience. You can do whatever you like, but talking as someone who was in your shoes just a year ago, I'm telling you this is the worst mistake you'll ever make. The other guys don't get it. It's harder for you and me to just give it away to someone. They're really relying on us to be okay with this. Kurt..." He sighed, running his hands through his hair. "It was horrible. I never told them because I thought the same thing as you, how bad could it be? I was helping the team and I thought, 'It's just sex. I'm never going to find someone special in this stupid town.'"

Kurt shifted uncomfortably, but he kept staring Blaine down. "I..is there a point to this?"

"I guess not. Like I said, it's your choice, but you'll regret it. The minute you're up there and someone is putting a price on you. It's going to hit you what you're going to have to do. You've got a week to change your mind and then I can't help you anymore."

"Well, I don't plan on changing my mind. I plan on doing this, proving to myself that I'm strong and independant. I broke away from McKinley for this freedom and to be heard."

"Is that all that matters to you? In a crowd of many to be heard by all of them? There's someone right here looking out for you and listens now. Why should it matter what anyone else thinks?" The boys were all leaving the auditorium behind him and Blaine sighed. "It's your choice Kurt, my opinion clearly doesn't matter." Blaine walked away from Kurt, going back to get his bag.

Why would Blaine's opinion matter? It wasn't like they belonged to one another. They weren't dating, despite how badly Kurt may have wanted that. It may not have looked like Blaine's words had any effect, but the truth was, Kurt was scared now. The show wouldn't be a problem, but the bidding? Was he really ready to just give it all away for a fund raiser? Kurt swallowed hard as he turned on his heels to head back to the dorms.

Guess he was going to find out.