A/N: Damn you all. You made me want a sequel to Scars. I will now write this. You should all go check out The Power of Musicals (new chapter just went up), because it has some happier Klaine in it. I don't own Glee, or the songs used/mentioned.
Italices is mental voices (usually Glinda)
"Oh my God. I am an asshole." Neil fell dramatically back against the couch, breaking the awkward silence that had been left in Kurt and Blaine's departure. "I need to learn to shut my mouth. Why didn't any of you stop me?"
"Honestly, Neil, none of us were expecting that!" David said, clearly in shock. "We thought he was just shy."
"And you are an asshole. At least this time it was unintentional." Wes added.
Most of the Warblers just looked extremely uncomfortable. Neil, Wes, David, Michael, and Charlie were the only ones really talking about it. Blaine had long since left to comfort Kurt. None of them had expected that Kurt was horribly scared, they just expected he was shy because he was pale and skinny.
"I feel like we should apologize." Charlie said. "I definitely feel like Neil should apologize," Charlie threw a mock-glare at the boy still draped over the arm of the couch.
"You're just protective of him because you think he's adorable." David said. "But we should apologize, maybe a song.."
"Not everything can be solved through music, David." Despite Wes's words, a few Warblers pulled out their iPods, and began searching for an appropriate song.
"And you're one to talk David, seeing as you started with the 'endearing' thing. Wes, you try to solve everything through song." Charlie's words were bitter and upset, not towards Wes or David, but just upset in general. Charlie was bitch when he was mad, much like Kurt.
"I don't think there is a song in the world that is appropriate for what I just did." Neil groaned.
"I'm sure we can find one." Wes said, with his fake 'happy-always-optimistic-leader' persona in place.
"Stop being so damn cheerful, Wes." Michael added, talking for the first time. "You guys never should have bothered him. He was already changed, you were just wasting time, and he's new here, he has a right to be shy. Just because you all took a liking to him because of everything Blaine said, doesn't mean he was comfortable around you. Even Blaine didn't know, that's enough of an indicator that we should have left it alone."
"I don't think I've ever heard Michael talk that much." David said wondrously, earning himself a none-too-gentle smack upside the head from Wes, Michael, and Charlie. "Ow, guys."
"I wonder where he got them." Everyone in the room knew that Wes was referring to the scars, but no one wanted to say it.
"Well, let's see. He's shy, he's flamboyant, and he transferred here at the end of first semester. I'd say he was bullied. What do you think?" Charlie asked sarcastically. He had been lucky that he was popular enough to avoid bullying in middle school, but his parents had pulled him out of public school before high school for exactly that reason.
"I think someone's a little touchy about the subject." Neil added from the couch, obviously still wallowing in guilt.
"Shut it, Neil." Charlie bit back quickly.
"Guys, arguing isn't going to help. Neil was stupid," Michael began
"Hey!" Neil said in indignation, despite having admitted it earlier.
"Would you let me finish? As I was saying, Neil was stupid, but so were all of us for not stopping him. The best thing to do is apologize to Kurt, and not treat him differently. And we should let him change however he wants to," Michael said, pointedly towards Neil.
"I'm sorry! I was curious! Forgive me!" Neil said sarcastically.
"Forgiven." David said, knowing from experience with his older sister that the best way to combat sarcasm was to pretend it wasn't sarcasm. "Anyone have an idea on how we should apologize?"
"So, Cheerios?" And so much for not eating ice cream, Blaine added mentally, for Kurt had gotten a huge sundae, and eating with gusto.
"They're the cheerleading team at McKinley. During Madonna week," Kurt began, because he had told Blaine about most of his past, "Mercedes and I enlisted the male Cheerios help to do Vogue. Mr. Schuester and Ms. Sylvester were having a war over hairstyles, and we offered to give Ms. Sylvester a makeover."
"Wait a minute." Blaine interrupted. "You decided to give the crazy-scary cheerleading coach a makeover?" He was certain Kurt was out of his mind.
"She told us a touching," and probably not true, Glinda added, clearly deciding that Kurt was no longer upset with her, "story. She decided, though, that she didn't want to change herself, but change everybody else, in true Sue Sylvester style. So she made Mercedes and I Cheerios. We did 4 Minutes for a pep assembly. It was really fun."
"So how does this connect to your abs, exactly?" Blaine added raising one of his not-cute-enough-to-live-on-his-face eyebrows.
"The training regimes for the Cheerios are amazingly difficult. I stayed on the team up until Nationals, won Nationals for them, and never rejoined this year. The only other numbers Mercedes and I performed were Beautiful by Christina Aguilera, though that was mostly Mercedes, and I did a 14-minute-long Celine Dion medley entirely in French for Nationals. Mercedes quit before then though."
"She threatened the wrath of Coach Sylvester like that? Major kudos." Blaine added, amazed.
"First Cheerio ever to quit. Most either get kicked off or die." Kurt said with a completely straight face.
"Wait, die?" Blaine looked horrified.
"According to Ms. Sylvester, but she has a tendency to exaggerate." Kurt said with a nostalgic smile.
"Oh thank God." Blaine said, clearly relieved.
And thanks to the Cheerios, Blaine totally thinks you're even more ogle-worthy. Glinda added. She was told once again to shove it, mentally this time.
After a few minutes of comfortable silence, Blaine hesitantly began, "Kurt-"
"I don't want to talk about it." Kurt cut him off with a glare.
"Okay, sorry. I just, why?" Eloquent.
"Karofsky told Azimio a rather messed-up version of his sexual assault." The cold tone in which Kurt said those words sent a shiver down Blaine's spine. "Azimio decided I was trying to 'turn his best friend gay,' oh the irony, and decided to give me a little reminder of what society thinks of us." Azimio is an ass-hat. Don't forget that. For a bitch, Glinda could be decidedly nice and supportive sometimes.
"I am so, so sorry Kurt." Blaine said sincerely, reaching across the table to take Kurt's hand.
Kurt just shrugged and didn't draw his hand away. Glinda mentally jumped for joy. He's holding your hand! You're holding hands! Finally, progress! "We should get back, I have a lot of homework, and catching up, to do." Kurt said drawing his hand back. You're an idiot. If a cute boy decides he wants to hold you hand, you let him. Not that complicated.
"Yeah. We should probably go talk to the Warblers, though." Blaine suggested hesitantly.
"Joy." Kurt sighed and added, "You're probably right."
The moment Kurt and Blaine walked into the Warblers practice room, the familiar melody started. While it was not the perfect song, Kurt did love Elton John, and it was a good apology.
What have I got to do to make you love me
What have I got to do to make you care
What do I do when lightning strikes me
And I wake to find that you're not there
The verse wasn't really appropriate to the situation at all, but Kurt knew what the meaning of the song was, and he was blown away by Michael's voice, having never heard the boy sing before.
What do I do to make you want me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I say when it's all over
And sorry seems to be the hardest word
Neil took the next verse, and while his singing wasn't as good, Kurt could tell that he was really upset by what he had done. He wasn't really upset with Neil, knowing that everyone had been curious, only Neil was tactless enough to bother him about it was the real difference.
It's sad, so sad
It's a sad, sad situation
And it's getting more and more absurd
It's sad, so sad
Why can't we talk it over
Oh it seems to me
That sorry seems to be the hardest word
All the Warblers joined in for this part, and they all looked guilty and apologetic.
What do I do to make you love me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I do when lightning strikes me
What have I got to do
What have I got to do
When sorry seems to be the hardest word
Neil and Michael finished off in a duet, their voices blending together perfectly. Kurt wondered how they had put together this number in the short amount of time he and Blaine had been at the ice cream place.
"I'm sorry for running out like that." Kurt began, and continued despite the protests and apologies. "I'm not really mad at any of you, not even Neil. I just really didn't want to tell anyone.. but I suppose you all know know. I apologize, however, for how dramatic I was about it. Some untrue things were said by the person that was expelled because they were bullying me," Kurt looked down as he said this, and Blaine reached out to squeeze his hand, shaking his head at Charlie as he saw an incorrect assumption flow into his eyes. "So his best friend.. well you all saw. I also apologize for disrupting rehearsal."
"It's fine, Kurt, well it's not fine, it's far from fine, but-" Wes cut off David's babbling with a smooth explanation.
"We're certainly not mad at you Kurt. We all apologize for how Neil acted and for what happened to you. It was none of our business why you didn't want to change in front of us. The only person who really disrupted rehearsal was Neil, considering you were already changed. It certainly wasn't like you made a big fuss about it. Not to be insensitive, but we should probably get back to rehearsal now."
Ignoring Wes's last statement in true Neil fashion, he ran over and tackled Kurt into a hug, pulling Kurt's hand from Blaine's in the process. "I'm sorry, Kurty."
Kurt rolled his eyes and hugged back, saying, "You can make it up to me by never calling me Kurty again. That was actually a really excellent number by the way guys."
"Deal." Neil said at the same time Wes said, "Thank you, but we should probably practice Firework. From the top!
A/N: Happy now? I like this little part I really do, but this is staying a two-shot. I like my Warblers better than the real Warblers. I love Glinda, and the last song is a nod to Kurt's comment about Blaine being Top 40, and, of course, Teenage Dream. Reviews are love.