A/N: Hey guys! Okay thank thank thank thankx100000000 for everyone who read/reviewed/alerted/favorite-ed this! It means the world to me! I'm sorry I couldn't update sooner. I'm hoping to update again before Christmas, but do NOT hold me to that. If I don't, Merry/Happy Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Whatever-it-is-you-celebrate. And just in case I don't update till then (god I hope not) but Happy New Year!

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Chapter 2

"I wish I were with you"

Rachel sang the last note of her song as she finished packing her overnight bag for when she and her dads would be spending the nights and Finn and Kurt's. Well, tomorrow night she had to remind herself. The past two days had gone by fast then Rachel had thought possible. It seemed like just yesterday Finn had call to see if she could spend the night. A small smile played across her lips as she thought of her boyfriend, though she didn't realize it. Though they had had their up and downs, they always got back together. Finn had always been there when Rachel needed him, and vice versa.

"Thinking of Finn again sweetie?" her dad LeRoy asked, interrupting her thoughts. Rachel looked up to see her dads in her doorway, Hiram leading against it while LeRoy leaned into him.

The young singer laughed slightly before she answered. "Is it that obvious?"

"Kind of," Hiram laughed. "There is this one smile you get when you're thinking about him."

"But I smile almost all the time," Rachel said a little confused.

"Yes. But there's this one that you get that is reserved for only him. I know because I'm the same way with your dad," LeRoy smiled. Rachel gave a slight 'oh' then blushed a little bit. Hiram seemed to be blushing a little, too.

"Anyway, we need to talk to you about dinner tomorrow night," LeRoy said.

Rachel stopped breathing for a second. 'What if we can't go? Did they change their mind? Why would they change their mind? They have no need to. Is Burt and Carole? Finn? They always seemed to like him when he was over.' Rachel mind raced.

"Hang on, Rach," Hiram soothed. "We can still go, don't worry." Rachel let out a breath she didn't realized she was holding.

"We just wanted to back sure you were okay with it being a Christmas dinner? Your dad and I are, but we just wanted to make sure you were."

"Oh," Rachel said. She was quite for a moment while she thought. "Yeah I'm fine with it. I mean, we really do more of Christmas then Hanukkah anyway. I mean we just give all our presents on one day. Plus I would do anything to see Finn. And I would love to see Kurt and Blaine too."

Just then, Rachel's laptop made a bing sound. She walked over to find that she had a new Facebook message from Blaine.

"Well speak of the devil," she laughed.

"Well, that's all we wanted to know. Let Blaine know we look forward to meeting him," her dads said as they left.

Rachel smiled as she opened the instant message tab with Blaine's name on it.

Blaine Anderson: Hey Rachel!

Rachel Berry: Hey Blaine! How are you?

Blaine Anderson: Great, I get to see my amazing boyfriend tomorrow! Along with one of the most talented singers I know and her boyfriend. How are you doing?

Rachel Berry: Pretty great here too! I get to see my outstanding boyfriend tomorrow. Haha! And I get to see my favorite diva and his boyfriend. Life couldn't be better.

Blaine Anderson: Aw, Rach. While I'm flattered by that complement, if Kurt knew that I was your favorite diva over him, I think we would both be in trouble. ;)

Rachel Berry: Then we will have to keep it our little secret. ;)

Blaine Anderson: That we will. So, I have a favor to ask you.

Rachel Berry: Do tell. Or is it ask?

Blaine Anderson: Well, I have been writing a new song for Christmas and I was wondering if you would like to sing it as a duet with me tomorrow night? I know its short notice, but knowing you, you'll have the lyrics down in no time.

Rachel Berry: I would love to! Do you have the lyrics already? And are you playing it on your guitar?

Blaine Anderson: Sweet! Yes I have the lyrics and yes I'm playing it. But more than just on my guitar. Hang on and I'll send it to you.

Rachel patiently waited for Blaine to send her the music. She was idly tapping her fingers to no beat in particular when she got a buzz from her email. Opening a new tab, she went to see who it was from. Sure enough, it was from Blaine. Its subject was title Extraordinary Merry Christmas. She clicked on it curiously.

Hey Rachel. Okay this is that music, lyrics, and then the song with me sing both parts. I put your parts in bold print, mine are in regular and then when we are both sing, it's in bold with italic. It's called Extraordinary Merry Christmas. Hope you like it! Love Blaine

Rachel found the one that Blaine had labeled 'song (music and lyrics together)', and then scrolled up to the lyrics to read while it played. She instantly fell in love with the upbeat tone to it, and it fit Blaine's voice perfectly. The lyrics were catching and fun. She could already see the two of them preforming it. Rachel could even see her dancing with Finn while Blaine danced with Kurt. She went back to Facebook to tell Blaine.

Rachel Berry: Blaine Warbler! That is amazing! I would be honored to sing that song with you. Did you come up with all of that on your own?!

Blaine Anderson: You do realize I'm no longer a Warbler right? And thank you. Yes I came up with it on my own.

Rachel Berry: Yes I know you're longer a Warbler, but I will always consider you as one. From what I've heard Nick say 'Once a Warbler, always a Warbler,' anyway. And good job. I'm going to go work on learning it and then get some sleep. See you tomorrow?

Blaine Anderson: Very true on the Warbler thing. Thank you. And I look forward to seeing you tomorrow. Good night Rach. Sweet dreams.

Rachel Berry: Good night Blaine. Sweet dreams to you too.

With that, Rachel and Blaine both logged of and went to work on their respective parts of their new song.


Kurt was moving around his house, humming along to the Christmas music playing from his iPod. He had been spending most of the day doing all the last minute cleaning before Rachel, LeRoy, Hiram, and Blaine all came over later that day. He had been putting all the bills away, dusting, and clearing the table of everything but the coasters. Finn had surprisingly cleaned his room. Kurt and Carole had spent all day yesterday doing the laundry and cooking some of the feast they were having for dinner tonight. The only things that were left to cook were the last batch of cookies and a few pies for dessert; all homemade of course.

As Kurt was straightening the present under the tree, smiling when his hands past over the ones for Blaine, a buzz told him that a batch of his cookies where done. He quickly ran to the kitchen to keep them from burning. He set the tray down to cool the cookies somewhat and slid another tray of cookies in. Kurt set the timer for fifteen minutes. He sat down momentarily to catch his breath. After feeling slightly rested, Kurt stood and went to remove to cookies from their sheet and move them to a cooling rack. Once that was done, Kurt thought about playing the piano for a while, so he went and turned his music off.

In the corner of the living room sat a baby grand piano that Burt and Carole had gotten Kurt for his birthday; though he got other small things, it had really only been the present he had gotten, not that he minded any. It was beautiful: glossy black, pearl colored keys and the inside an unpainted maple wood. Kurt loved playing on it whenever he got the chance, which wasn't had often as he would like. That made moments like right now, where he was sitting down on the plush bench, running he fingers along the keys in a beautiful melody, even more special. If you asked him what he was playing, he wouldn't be able to tell you. Kurt was just playing the simple tune thinking of Blaine. Without realizing it, the pianist fingers change his song into a different song. It took Kurt only a moment to realize this, and that the tune was familiar, though he couldn't figure out what it was. Kurt giggled slightly when he realized that it was 'Baby It's Cold Outside', the song him and Blaine sang together last Christmas. The first song they ever sang together. Unable to help himself, he began singing, even if he didn't have someone to sing it with.

I really can't stay

But baby it's cold outside

Kurt jumped at the sound of a second all too familiar voice. Turing around, he saw his gorgeous boyfriend leaning against one of the walls with his breath taking smile on his face.

"Blaine!" Kurt exclaimed as he jumped up and ran to his boyfriend, devolving him in a hug.

"Hey gorgeous," Blaine laughed as he hugged Kurt back.

"What are you doing here? Not that I don't want you to be here and all, but I thought you weren't going to be over until later," Kurt said as he pulled back slightly to look at Blaine, though he kept his arms around Blaine's neck while Blaine's stayed around Kurt's waist.

"Well, I had nothing keeping me at home, and I just couldn't wait to spend time with you. I also figured that if I came over a little earlier I could help you with whatever you would be working on," Blaine explained smiling.

"Help me? Or spend alone time with me and hopefully make out some before everyone gets here?" Kurt questioned jokingly, raising his eyebrow slightly.

"Both if that's okay with you," Blaine joked right back.

Kurt blushed a little bit and became a little breathless. It didn't matter that the two had been going out for nine month (the best nine month of either boys life as far as they were concerned), the thought that a guy, let alone a gorgeous, caring, loving one like Blaine, wanted to kiss Kurt still took Kurt's breath away.

"It's more than okay with me," Kurt replied breathlessly.

With that being said, both boys leaned into each other, pressing closer together, if it were even possible, letting their bodies line up perfectly. They looked at each other for a moment, but when Kurt subconsciously licked his lips, and Blaine's eyes drifted down to watch his tongue, their sweet looks became too much to handle. Both leaning in at the same time, they touched their lips to the others, bring them fully together.

The kiss started off with just a brush of the lips, and both teens were content with that; just slowly moving their lips together. That is, until Blaine shifted somewhat and add a little more pressure to Kurt's lip. All Kurt wanted was more. With his hands still around his boyfriend's neck, Kurt pulled Blaine to him and moved his hands up the Blaine thankfully un-gelled hair. Blaine was pleased with the new closeness, yet he was left wanting more. He turned his head slightly to deepen the kiss, earning a small sigh from Kurt. Blaine took his tongue and ran it along his boyfriend's bottom lip, then replaced it with his teeth, slowly grazing and nibbling at it. A shiver went down Kurt's back. They both pushed against each other harder, and Blaine once again ran his tongue along Kurt's lips, but this time he was asking for permission. Kurt was eager to accept but their position was being uncomfortable. Reluctantly he pulled away.

"Couch. Now," was all Kurt said before reattaching his lips to Blaine's. As they made their way over, they surprisingly didn't trip or stumble. Just when they did get to the couch, a beep from the kitchen sounded. Kurt once again pulled away from Blaine. Blaine just moved his lips down to Kurt's jaw and neck.

"Blaine," Kurt said somewhat breathlessly. "I have to go finishes cooking."

The brunette moved to get up from where he was on Blaine's lap, and he needn't even remember sitting there, but his boyfriend just tightened his arms. "No," he murmured against the pale boy's neck.

"Yes," Kurt argued with more strength in his voice then he really had.

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"Yes."

"N- Haha nice try Blaine. That's not going to work," Kurt said finally untangling himself from his boyfriend's arms.

"It almost did," Blaine commented smugly as he got up to follow Kurt into the kitchen.

"That was because you were assaulting my neck with your mouth. It's difficult to think straight when your mouth is on me," Kurt said quietly to himself. Or so he thought.

"What was that?" Blaine asked knowingly.

"Nothing," replied Kurt as he grabbed some oven mitts to take out the cookies.

"It didn't sound like nothing," Blaine joked.

"Oh, and what exactly did it sound like?" Kurt joked back. "And stop staring at my ass," he added as he reached down to grab the cookies.

"Kurt! How could you say such a thing about me? I would never do such a thing," Blaine said in mock hurt, as he was in fact staring at Kurt's ass. "I am dapper, a gentlemen. Staring at my boyfriends' perfect ass would go against that."

Kurt looked over his shoulder to see Blaine still looking. "Sure," he replied as he straightened up. He set the cookies down, turned around, facing his boyfriend, placed his hands on the counter and hopped up next to the sweet treats.

"Okay, so I was. But it your own damn fault for wearing those ungodly tight skinny jeans," Blaine said as he moved closer to Kurt. "Not that I care," he added when Kurt raised a perfectly arched eyebrow. He kept moving until he was standing between Kurt's legs.

"Hi," Kurt said as he moved his forehead against Blaine's

"Hi yourself," Blaine smiled. They just stayed there for a moment looking into each other's eyes. Then Blaine got a kind of wicked look in his eyes. "It's nice to know what kind of effect my mouth has on you. "

"Oh god, you actually heard that?" Kurt asked in horror.

"Yep," Blaine said smugly.

"Oh, don't me so smug mister. I know for a fact that mine has the same effect on you," Kurt shot back.

"I have no idea what you are talking about," Blaine said, trying to sound as clueless as possible.

"Sure thing honey," Kurt replied wickedly before moving his mouth to Blaine's neck just to place a tender kiss. Anything Blaine was going to say back was instantly lost when he felt Kurt's lips go straight for his most sensitive spot. He couldn't help but lend into Kurt and let out a small sigh. Kurt knew he was right and had won when he felt Blaine lean into him. The small sigh that left his boyfriends' lips was an added bonus. Kurt gently nibbled and suck on the spot, causing a slight moan to leave Blaine. Kurt smiled against the others skin as he moved his hands onto Blaine's waist. Everything was perfect. That is until Blaine set his hands down on the counter because he needed something to hold onto before his knee gave out. His right landed directly on the still very, very hot cookie sheet.

"OW! Ouch, Shit, ouch!" Blaine exclaimed jumping back cradled his hand.

"Blaine! What happened? What's wrong?" Kurt asked franticly as he slid off the counter to reach his boyfriend.

"I may have accidently set my hand on the still hot cooking sheet. Damn it," Blaine explained.

"Oh, Blaine. Here, let me have a look," Kurt said. He reached his hands out to carefully take Blaine's injured one. The latter hissed slightly when Kurt gently opened his hand to look at it. Going from Blaine's index finger, across his palm diagonally and finally stopping right before his wrist started was a big red mark that was already welting.

"Ow," Blaine said as he looked down at it. Kurt gave him a small smile before leaning down and gently kissing the burn mark. In every place that Kurt's lips touched, Blaine felt a slight tingle left behind.

"Why don't you run it under some cool water while I get to first aid kit so we can clean and bandage it," Kurt suggested.

"Okay," Blaine said as he moved to the sink. Kurt grabbed a chair and climbed onto it, getting to first aid kit from the cabinet above the fridge.

After Blaine rinsed his hand for a few minutes he went to set down at the table, where Kurt had the kit and was looking through everything. "Sit down, Blaine," Kurt said quietly as he picked up some Neosporin. Blaine did as he was told, sitting down in the chair next to Kurt. Kurt knelt down on his knees and took Blaine's hand. He gently rubbed some of the antiseptic on Blaine's burn. Blaine gave a sharp intake of breath because, damn that hurt.

"Sorry babe, I don't want it to get infected," Kurt said soothingly.

"It's fine baby. It just hurts," Blaine said. They were quiet while Kurt finished with the antiseptic. He then turned and grabbed some gauze. "Why gauze?" Blaine asked.

"Because no band-aid is going to stay on your hand. Not the way you need it too," Kurt explain. Kurt once again reached for his hand, unwrapped some of the gauze and tenderly started to wrap Blaine's hand. He went around couple of times, wrapping it above Blaine's thumb one time, then under it, then above and back under, until there was enough padding to protect it. Kurt cut and tied it off, then used some red and blue tape to tape it down. Blaine smiled when he saw the colors. Kurt once again brought Blaine's hand up to his lips and placed another loving kiss to it. "I love you," Kurt said looking it to Blaine's eyes.

"I love you too," Blaine said looking straight back into Kurt's.

"Aren't you two the cutest thing ever? Beside me and Finn of course," Rachel said laughing from the kitchen door way with Finns arms around her.

"Hey! Klaine is defiantly more cuter the Finchel," Blaine replied smiling.

"More cuter? Really Blaine?" Kurt asked.

"Shh honey. You're not helping my argument any," Blaine laughed.

"Dude, there is no way you are going to win this. Rachel and I are much cuter than you two," Finn said.

"No, Finn. We are," Kurt said looking at his stepbrother.

"Okay, how about we just accept the fact that we are both cute and move on?" Blaine suggested.

"Always the peace keeper," Rachel replied.

"Au contraire, mon ami, I just don't want any one feelings to be hurt at the outcome. Because we all know who would win," Blaine said. He then coughed, but it sounded very much like 'Klaine'.

"I wasn't aware you know French," Kurt whispered for only Blaine to hear.

"I do, but not as much as you. I'm better at Italian," Blaine whispered back.

"I'll have to hear this sometime," Kurt replied.

"Don't think we didn't hear that 'cough,' Warbler," Finn said, using the nickname he had given Blaine after finally accepting that Blaine wasn't trying to replace him.

"Oh, I have no doubt you heard it," Blaine smiled.

"Okay, enough of trying to figure out what couple is cuter," Rachel laughed.

"Right, sorry about your hand dude," Finn said.

"Yeah, but he shouldn't have put his hand on the hot cookie sheet," Rachel said jokingly.

"Hey! It's not my fault Kurt has an amazing mouth the can do wondrous things and distracts me to where I can't think straight," Blaine said in mock defense.

While Kurt cheeks became a sudden deep red and Rachel laughed, Finn exclaimed, "Oh come on! That's my brother man! I didn't need to hear that!" Him saying that only made Kurt blush even more.

"Oh, get your head out of the gutter Finn," the blushing boy said.

"Your boyfriend put it there."

"I did not. I just said something you took the wrong way. Though it's not wrong at all," Blaine explained, but whispered the last part to Kurt, somewhat suggestively. Kurt's blush somehow deepened even more.

"Before I die of embarrassment, would you guys like to help me cook the last few things I have to make?" Kurt asked.

"Sure," Rachel said while Blaine nodded.

"I don't know. I was thinking- Ouch!" Finn started saying but then stopped when his girlfriend elbowed him in the ribs. "I mean I would love to help you."

"Nice save," his stepbrother laughed. Kurt moved over to the pantry to grab all the things to make the pies: flour, sugar, salt, shortening, brown sugar, and a jar of pecans. He then moved to the fridge to get the fruit. Kurt then set it down all the stuff on the table.

"So what are we making," Blaine asked as him, Rachel, and Finn came up next to Kurt.

"Just a few pies," Kurt explained.

"Any cake?" Finn asked.

"No Finn I'm not making any cake," Kurt sighed.

"You're not making any cake?!" Finn and Blaine exclaimed at the sometime, which caused Rachel and Kurt to laugh.

"You have to make cake, baby," Blaine pouted. "They are amazing and I haven't had any in a while," he added using his puppy dog eyes, knowing they made his boyfriend weak.

"Fine," Kurt said after a few seconds of looking into Blaine's eyes.

"Whipped," Rachel laughed.

Kurt sent her his signature glare then moved to get a couple other ingredients. He set them on the table. Kurt then went to grab the chocolate to make the frosting, knowing that Blaine, along with everyone else, loved his chocolate cake with chocolate icing. Everyone always told him it was the best cake they ever ate, the sweetest thing they ever had, but in the best way. Little did they know, it wasn't as sugar loaded as they thought.

"Ready?" Kurt asked when he had everything on the table. He received a nod from Rachel and Finn, who were in their own little world, and kiss on the cheek from Blaine as his answer. "Then let's get started," Kurt smiled.


A/N: Hey again! Okay, the next chapter is going to pick up beasicaly were this one left off. I'm not sure when I will have it up though. And I want to say thanks again to anyone who gave me any feedback (and that includes favorites and alerts). FYI - I love reviews!

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