Raenee
Glee: Puck/Rachel
Summery: Puck and Rachel realize they have a twisted connection. This has been circling in my mind for some days, but tonight I decided to just sit down and write it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Nothing form Glee anyway, however, give me thirty minutes alone with Mark and I'll own his…heart!
Rating: M
A/N: I NEED a beta READER! Really, really badly! I'm maybe rethinking the title. That is all….Oh no wait, got a quote you think would fit in with the story? Leave it in a review and I might just use it.
Instead of complaining that rose bushes have thorns, rejoice that thorn bushes bloom.- -Author Unknown
Later she would wonder how it began, what compelled her to choose him. He was the boy, the jerk really, that had painted her first high school experience a grungy gray. Yet she did choose him to share her confidence. The secret she had shared with no one else.
It did however start, and to be clichéd, on a Thursday like any other. With Mr. Shue gone, Rachel had felt like she was the best to take over the leadership of Glee and surprisingly everyone agreed. Well almost ever one, the only hold out was Puck. The football player felt a Rachel was to blame for his mentor's absence, and she really didn't fault him for that. She did however for his behavior. Often this animosity lead to rehearsals ending shouting matches between the two, making the Gleeks less the Gleeful. That day it was his contempt for her song selections. As the argument grew heated, the rest of the Glee club quickly fled the room.
"I don't care how "girly" and "gay" you find musicals, Puck; we are not doing rap just to please you boorish sensibilities. Rachel wailed at him, the air quotes and disgusted way the word rap flowed from her mouth irritated him. Puck was tired of her, her long legs, her annoying voice, you short skirts and shiny brown hair, her bossy altitude- basically he was tired of Rachel in general. He didn't back down instead he advanced on her. Everything about is posture was clearly threatening as he spewed out his reply.
"Hey Barbra, haven't you done enough harm? Why not at least let us sing something that doesn't suck?"
Rachel saw red, she put her hand one her hips and stepped towards him shouting," No one else is complaining"
"You couldn't hear any one over that roaring ego of yours. Puck now towered over her. Quickly Rachel stepped back the look in his eyes unnerving her, yet it make her tummy twist and her panties wet. "Well Kurt like them". The feeble protest betrayed her loss of interest in the fight. Part of her was frightened of Punk in that moment yes, but a larger part of her was disturbingly turned on. Her mind had moved to fantasies she'd best keep to her self. She didn't need to give him any more of a reason to label her strange.
Puck however, noticed Rachel's new behavior, and her retreat made him feel guilty, he knew better then to threaten a woman, his mother would have been so angry. He muttered a quick "Well, Kurt's a freak too." before absconding to his truck. He kicked himself for the look of fear in the midget's eyes. And try as he might he couldn't forget. It wasn't till later that the thought occurred to him- maybe it wasn't fear!
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A/N: These will get longer Promise! Please review!