A/N: Hello again! I know I really need to get back to Klexting... soon.

Hopefully.

Anyway, enjoy! Also, I'm not going to put the next chapter up (which has already been written, you know) until I get 5 reviews. Or a fortnight has passed. Whichever comes first. And from the bulk of people who have added this to their alerts, I'm sure you don't really want to wait another fortnight for the next chapter. So it really wouldn't take that much out of your day. Cheers. ;)

Disclaimer: Don't own it. Nada.

Where did I go wrong?

I lost a friend

Somewhere along in the bitterness

And I would have stayed up with you all night

Had I known how to save a life

-How To Save A Life, The Fray

Kurt was retrieving his French books when he saw the swish of a disgusting argyle skirt over the top of his locker. Seriously? Fashion sense at WMHS was really plummeting. He blamed it on the freshmen. After all, they were the ones always wearing those tasteless graphic tees.

Someone on the other side of his locker door slammed it for him, revealing the argyle-wearer to be none other than Miss Rachel Berry.

"What do you want, Rachel?" Kurt sighed, walking towards Mademoiselle Lonc's classroom.

"Exciting news, Kurt!"

"Doubtful." It was going to be something to do with Nationals, definitely.

"You're going to be seeing a lot more of me! Do you know why?"

Kurt stopped to look at her. He could have sworn she was bouncing. "Rachel. I see you every day at lunch, then at Glee or in class. And then every Saturday, you, me, 'Cedes and Tina go shopping. How can I possibly see you more? Unless you're moving in... you're not moving in, are you?"

"No, no! Course not. Finn and me are back together, though!"

Kurt stared at her. "Finn... and you?"

"Yes, Kurt, Finn and me. When you really stop to think about it, you know it makes sense. Finn and me are the leads and co-captains of New Directions. Our re-established relationship will make our visual chemistry on stage that much stronger."

"Sorry, Rachel, but I have to go. I'm late," Kurt managed to cough out before half-running off. For once in his life, he had no intention of going to French. Instead, he headed for the parking lot, one thing on his mind. Once he was in the safety of his own car, he called Blaine. After all, he hadn't been gone from Dalton long enough to forget that now was when the Warblers rehearsed.

"Pick up, pick up..." he hissed.

Finally, a "Kurt?" sounded in his ear. "Kurt, are you OK?"

"What? Oh- yeah, I'm fine."

"You're going to have to explain why you're calling me in the middle of the day, and quite quickly, love, because Wes is going to come out any minute now with his deadly gavel and make me go back in there in two minutes. Wait. Is- is it Emily?"

"Yes... and no."

"Again, Kurt, I really have no time, as much as I would love to stay and chat."

"Finn and Rachel are back together, Blaine! Rachel. He's not going out with Emily, he's with Rachel."

"Except he is going out with Emily."

"Exactly."

"SHUT UP WES. OK, Kurt, I really have to go. We'll fix this, I promise. Lima Bean tonight, as usual?"

"Yeah."

"OK, good. See you there. I love you."

"Love you too." Blaine had already hung up. Groaning, Kurt dropped his phone and leaned back, banging his head against the headrest.

No, he wasn't going to French today.

XxXxX

They were at Lima Bean a few hours later, the coffees they had ordered on the small table, forgotten. The two boys were siting close together, one of them looking up every couple of minutes to check that Emily hadn't arrived and/or wasn't listening to their whispered conversation.

"I love Rachel too much to watch her hurt over Finn again. And I love Finn as well- don't look at me like that, Blaine, you know now I only love him as a brother, nothing more- yes, so, I love Finn too, and he's made stupid mistakes in his life, but Emily has to be the worst reason to lose Rachel over. They truly love each other, and if they let Emily come between them..." Kurt was trying to qualify his desire to help Rachel and Finn.

Blaine nodded, chewing his lower lip. "How, though? How do we stop this imminent war?"

"Well, we start with Finn. If we can persuade him to cut off Emily, problem solved. Though... I don't fancy confronting Emily, much."

Blaine grinned. He didn't, either. She was not the most agreeable person, however friendly she was being to Finn. "Finn it is."

Kurt grinned back, and picked up his coffee, taking a tentative sip, as if still expecting it to be boiling. He immediately spat it back into the cup, the look of disgust very apparent on his face. "Urgh. Cold."

A/N: There you go. Chapter 2. I'm aware everyone who has read Klexting will already have read Chapter 1, but I had to put it in for the benefit of those who hadn't. I know there will be plenty of readers too lazy to locate Klexting.

Though if you want to read Klexting, and you haven't, please, go for it! ;)

The review button's still alive down there, you know. 5 reviews or a fortnight.