Disclaimer Numero Dos.
Once again, I sadly do not own Glee, the rights to Glee, or DARREN CRISS, OR CHRIS COLFER.

I really have a problem with those last two. Neither of their absolute sexiness is mine.

Shorter chapter, do enjoy. (:

REVIEWS = LOVE. IF NOT FOR ME. FOR GLEE.

We arrived to the practice hall slightly before practice. Blaine did everything he could to try to impress me in his before practice warm ups… it wasn't his voice that impressed me, everything about him was enchanting. I loved how charming and spiffy he looked in that blue and red embroidered jacket of his. Dalton boys were adorably sharp, let me rephrase that, Blaine was adorably sharp. I couldn't wait to have so many adventures with him; he seemed like a spunky glee club kid, much like me, but darker. He was mysterious, it was fascinating.

"So, Kurt what do you think?" He asked.

"Gee, you're ..." I stopped myself. I couldn't give away too much of my true thoughts, he could become freaked out.

Just as I shut myself up, the Warblers walked in. They looked confident. Almost like they thought they were better than everybody else, but suddenly being conceited and vane was attractive to me. All, these men, were just, to die for, but I had reliable brakes on my hormone train. I was here for Blaine, and not the brood of other strapping young men at Dalton. Blaine began to lead the group in warm up, I take it this was a normal role for him in that, he had already warmed up, which otherwise would be pointless. My thoughts were rambling, but anyways, I could not keep my eyes off of him. Seeing him up in front of all those people, it made him look like a strong male leader, which was beyond attractive, and like most, I loved a man in a good uniform.

Once they were finished warming up, the Warblers began to work on their sectionals routine, I guess he trusted me that much that I could see their competition piece against us. I started to hear the harmony of a song, Train perhaps?

Your lip stick stains, on the front lobe of my left side brain.

Blaine was singing, it absolutely floored me how good he was, not just with him, but how much more talent they had at Dalton rather than McKinley. New Directions was going to have to work pretty hard if they were going to beat the Warblers.

Hey soul sister,

His voice gave me chills,

On the radio, stereo,

He looked directly at me with his next verse

The way you move ain't fair y'know?

Their harmonies were beautiful as always. I began to dance, his glance never left me for more than a few seconds, I was flat out loving this. The Warblers sang a bit more and then practice was over. Once released Blaine grabbed me by the wrist and brought me to the car.

"I could not stop looking at you in practice today, Kurt." he began. "It's killing me, I have got to hear you sing." he finished in almost a begging tone.

"Okay, yes, fine, you win."

I popped in a CD of some of my personal rehearsal music and Peggy Lees' Fever was my selection.

I never knew how much I loved you. I never knew how much I cared. But when you put your arms around me.

As I finished the end of the verse Blaine wrapped me in his embrace,

I get a fever that's so hard to bear, you give me fever

Blaine decided to sneak in a kiss in between my verses.

When you kiss me, fever when you hold me tight,

I looked him dead in the eye, and hit that high note.

Fever, in the morning, and fever all through the night.

I turned off the music.

"Wow." Blaine began. "Impressive range you got there, your voice it's just so... magical."

He kissed me on the neck, I couldn't resist, I pulled back his head, placed my lips to his and closed my eyes, the kiss was crazy; everything about it just felt so right.

We drove to some coffee shop that was a short distance from Dalton. I was craving a nice caramel macchiato. Blaine must have known as well because he happened to order me one, that isn't weird? I grabbed my cup, it was just a bit too hot to drink, I took a little sip anyways

"Ouch!" I said.

"Be careful, it's a little hot, didn't think that I would have to warn Kurt Hummel on that." he replied jokingly as I furrowed my eyebrow.

"Well, I have a habit of frequently going against my better judgement."

Just then Karofsky walked in, really? This close to Dalton? What on earth was he doing here? As soon as he saw me he got a fiery anger in his eyes, but once Blaine met his glance, he backed off and walked out the door.

"Gee, that was close." Blaine pointed out, well no, really?

"What is his problem with you, you're adorable. How could anybody constantly be out to hurt you?" Blaine asked flirtatiously.

"I don't quite know, maybe I anger him with my attraction?" I joked.

"It's," Blaine coughed. "really quite possible, Kurt." I turned a rosy shade of red. He kissed me on the nose, I sneezed shortly afterwards. Blaine could not help but giggle.

He finally took a sip of his mocha.

"Do you want to go see a movie Friday, my treat?" Blaine asked.

"Blaine," I began. "Do not get me wrong one bit, I would absolutely love to, but I cannot leave my father alone at night just yet." I said.

"Oh, well, what if I came over and we watched a movie at your house?" Blaine asked.

"That sounds like a splendid idea!" I replied.

"Well, we ought to be on our way, it's getting late and I still have to bring you home." Blaine said as we both finished our coffee. As we walked out the door Blaine held my hand all the way to the car, which wasn't very far. He opened my door for me and gave me a gentle kiss, before going to the drivers side of the car, putting the key in the ignition, and putting the car in gear. The radio was still on show tunes, Blaine was such a funny driver with his pink sunglasses. One thought lingered on my mind, what would my father say about this?