Oh, Brother?

I do not own Glee, Kaya or any of its characters. The music used belongs to the brilliant songwriters and artists

*****My stories are smut filled*****

If you are easily offended I'm not the writer for you

Honor the tether! Remember the drummer!

Chapter 3

College Daze & Boyfriend Haze

Finn, Rachel and Kurt are supposed to be up early today. Today is the first day of their college classes. Finn is starting at the Brooklyn Conservatory of Music. Rachel is starting at New York Academy of Dramatic Arts and Kurt will be attending NYU with a double major Fashion (Steinhardt) and Theater (Tisch).

"Babe, you've got to jump in the shower. You're going to be late." Rachel shakes Finn.

"10 minutes mom." Finn says groggily.

Rachel stares at him and shakes her head. "Mom? I'll give you mom." She murmurs.

Rachel crawls on top of Finn and starts kissing his face, neck and down to his chest. Finn begins to stir a little while Rachel continues her decent downward to his deliciously hard erection. She palms his member and kisses back up to his ear "I don't think your mom could do this." Rachel giggles and wraps her small hand around his length.

Finn's eyes pop open to a naked and semi wet Rachel straddling his lap caressing his penis up and down. "Good morning Gorgeous, Oh!" Finn strangles out the words as Rachel continues her mission to wake Finn up.

"Good Morning to you Finn. Are you awake now?" Rachel purrs.

"Mmmm" is all Finn could come out with.

"Goody now get in the shower." Rachel says and abruptly stops her ministrations and gets off Finn and leaves him hard and unsatisfied.

"What the hell? Rachel not nice. Bad girl." Finns pouts and rolls over.

Getting dressed Rachel yells "FINN you are going to be late on your first day. Get that tight ass out of bed NOW!" Grumbling Finn reluctantly swings his feet over the side of the bed and face palms rubbing his hands up and down his face.

Walking over to Rachel he grabs her from behind. "Just so you know, you are so getting punished when I get home for that little stunt you just pulled." Flashing her his famous Hudson half smile. "Punishment that is going to last at least 5 hours." Rachel eyes him through the mirror.

"Promise?" She laughs.

"Will you two shut up, I just ate breakfast and I'd like to keep it down. Gosh you are unbelievable. Sex is all you two do." Kurt yells at them from the hall.

"Jealous much" Finn retorts walking into his private bathroom.

"Can I come in is everyone decent?" Kurt asks.

"Entre Voo, mon ami." Rachel chuckles.

"Oh MY GAGA, Rachel you are not wearing that to NYADA." Kurt gasps in horror.

"Why not, I've worn this sweater every first day of school since freshman year High school." Rachel turns to him.

"Rachel, it has an owl on it! I am a student at Parsons, I cannot let my bestie out of the house in that hideous sweater. In fact…." He says as he is pulling the offending garment off of Rachel's body.

"Kurt, you can't just undress me. I am not one of your freaky mannequins."

Kurt huffs and hears the shower stop. "Please put something over your gigantic ass, I'm in your bedroom." Kurt requests to Finn through the door.

"You better leave, I've figure out I like to air dry. I'm out of here in like two seconds." Finn starts turning the knob walking out naked.

"Good Grief Finn, Really." Kurt snorts, turns away and starts jogging out of the room.

"I gave you fair warning." Finn replies. With Kurt out of the room, Finn picks up the towel Rachel discarded and begins to dry himself off.

"Finn, if you were going to dry yourself with a towel you could have come out with one and not traumatized your brother." Rachel scolds him.

"I did it for you babe, I know you like your owl sweater and you want to wear it. Who cares what Kurt wants? It was a sure fire way to get him moving and forget about your sweater." Finn tells her of his brilliant plan (if he does say so himself).

"That's sweet. You're sweet." Rachel tip toes and kisses Finn full on the mouth.

Kurt is still reeling from Finn's shenanigans this morning and the fact that Rachel is still in the owl sweater. "Don't sit by me. I don't want anyone to know I know you two." Kurt vents. Finn and Rachel laugh and ignore his request and sit right next to him.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Manhattan.

Gunnar, Kaya and Blaine are supposed to be up early today. Today is the first day of their college classes. Gunnar is attending NYADA. Kaya is excited to be going to Brooklyn Conservatory. Blaine is performing in the NYU theater program (Tisch).

"Why is he so hard to wake up? Blaine get your brother up. I've got breakfast ready." Kaya bellows from the kitchen.

"I'll try. Dad sometimes has to throw water on him to get his gigantic ass out of bed." Blaine laughs and goes to wake up Gunnar. "Gun, Kaya's got bacon and eggs. Kaya said to get you out of bed by any means necessary." Blaine looks down at his brother. Still no movement. "You leave me no choice." Blaine turns and goes into the bathroom attached to Gunnar and Kaya's room and turns on the water. "Damn this water is so cold. Kaya where is the bucket?"

Gunnar hears his brother in the bathroom and sits up. "I'm up I'm up. No need for a bucket." Gunnar complains.

"Oh, brother dear, I started your shower. It's nice and hot." Blaine sarcastically lets Gunnar know.

"Thanks man, tell Ky I'll be out after I shower." With that, begrudgingly Gunnar get into the shower.

Blaine and Kaya are patiently waiting for Gunnar to be ready. "I'm gay and you're a woman, and he doesn't comb his hair. How are we always waiting for HIM to be ready?" Blaine shakes his head.

Kaya laughs "It takes him a while to get that messed up look he sports. Gunnar, if you don't hurry your ass, no sex for a week." Gunnar is at the table in two seconds flat.

"Come on what are we waiting for. Let's gi go go." Gunnar smiles and moves toward the door.

Kaya leans into her best gay and says "Works every time!" Kaya and Blaine laugh walking out the door together.

Blaine is walking around campus trying to find where the building is his history of theater class is in when he spots this fashionably dress guy across the quad. The guy had perfectly coifed hair parted to the side, sparkling blue eyes and his Marc Jacobs jacket went well with his skinny jeans. Blaine is staring at this guy when he runs into a strong chest and takes a tumble backward.

"Watch it, dwarf. You could have put my eye out with all that hair gel."

Blaine looks up and stares at this kid with hazel eyes and a Mohawk. 'A Mohawk really. The eighties called they want their hair style back, Billy Idol.' Blaine thinks to himself. "I apologize, I got distracted. Blaine, Blaine Anderson." Blaine reaches his hand out for Mr. Mohawk to take.

"Noah Puckerman, Puck is the preferred name." He shakes the smaller boy's hand. "I saw you were distracted. Checking out my boy Lady Hummel." Puck smirks.

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean any disrespect. I should have known he was taken by th…"

"Whoa, whoa, slow your roll, helmet head. I said he was my boy, not my boyfriend. Puckasuarus is into the ladies only." Clarifying his sexuality.

"Now I'm mortified. I'm sorry again."

"No Biggy, Hummel is single just so you know. He plays in my band, Leaving Lima. We got a gig at the frat party this Saturday. Come and I'll introduce you." Puck hands him a flyer. Blaine looks at the flyer "Leaving Lima Saturday August 30th at the Delta Lambda Phi Frat house. Hitting the stage at 10:00pm. NYU's next big thing!" The flyer reads.

"I wish I could but sadly our band Crossing Coldwater is playing Brooklyn College's Sigma Alpha Mu Fraternity party that same night. My brother's girl goes to the Conservatory that's how we got the gig." Blaine fills him in.

"Wow small world man, our drummer has a full ride at the conservatory. We will have to get together and jam." Puck says.

Blaine is getting excited. "That would be great. Musicians need to stick together in this town. It will eat us alive if we let it."

"True that. I got to jet man, I'm gonna be late for my music lesson." Puck says. "See ya around." With that Puck and his Mohawk were gone and so was the beautiful blue eyed boy Blaine had been staring at, leaving Blaine exactly where he started lost and late for his class.

Kaya is loving everything about the Conservatory. The professors are professional, and talented. They tell her she is very talented. She knows. She's not cocky just talented. Nothing wrong with a little confidence right? She's on her way to her Vocal Styling class and she see a 6'3" gorgeous boy. Her boy. "Gunnar!" She calls out. He ignores her. "Gunnar, Gunnar!" she yells this time. Still no acknowledgment from him. 'When did he change, why did he change his clothes?' She thought to herself. She starts a fast walk/lite jog toward her boyfriend still calling his name. She is almost to him when Bam she runs into a blonde boy with light brown eyes, Justin Bieber hair and the biggest lips she's ever seen on a white boy.

"Shit, I'm sorry. Are you okay?" He fumbles picking her up off the ground.

"Yeah, I'm alright I was trying to catch my boyfriend he wasn't answering me and I wasn't paying attention. Kaya Lawson." She shakes trouty mouth's hand.

"Sam Evans. Nice to meet you. I'm sorry I made you miss your boyfriend. Maybe you can still catch him."

"Nah, I'll just see him at home later. I got to get to class. Bye Sam Evans. See you around." Kaya said leaving Sam alone. Sam shakes his head to lift the fog then starts to walk away thinking too bad she has a boyfriend she was smoking.

Gunnar finished up his percussion class and was done for the day. He's walking off campus minding his own business just trying to get home and to his girl. Today was tough. NYADA is going to be brutally competitive and his drumming teacher pushed him hard. Subway or cab? He is having an internal debate. He decides cab. 'I deserve it. All that drumming, my arms are still humming.' Gunnar is hailing a cab when out the corner of his eye he see this tiny brunette in a black sweater "Is that an owl?" he says to no one in particular. She's yelling something he really can't make it out. The cab pulls up to the curb and Gunnar jumps in, forgetting the tiny girl. "Greenwich please" Gunnar tells the cabbies and puts his ear buds in and lays his head back.

Rachel is ecstatic. This is what she lives for, the cut throat competitiveness of NYADA. She will thrive here. Her dance teacher is the wicked witch of the west, Cassandra July. She had them doing step ball changes for 45 of the 50 minute class. She is dog tired. Rachel decides to take the subway home and walking she sees Finn. Her face lights up. He came to pick her up. He is really the best boyfriend in the world. "Finn, I'm here" she yells to her love. He looks over his shoulder and disregards her. What the hell? "Finn wait up" Did he just get in a cab and take off? He has gone crazy. She digs in her purse, 'aha' she thinks and pulls out her iPhone.

She quickly dials Finn's number, straight to voice mail. She dials again, same result. She texts him "Finn Hudson, what the hell is your problem. You come all the way over to NYADA from Brooklyn just to brush me off while I'm yelling for you. You have some major explaining to do."

Rachel huffs and throws her phone back into her purse. Forgetting the subway she hops into the next cab. "If he thinks he can pretend I don't exist he has another thing coming. What was he doing at NYADA anyway? Doesn't he have a percussion lesson right now? Why would he ditch his first lesson? He is so in trouble" Rachel babbles.

"Excuse me miss, are you talking to me?" The cabbie questions.

She looks at him, he has that look like please don't let her be talking to me expecting an answer look. "No I'm sorry, it's I thought I saw my boyfriend but when I called out to him he jumped in a cab and took off. It's weird as all." Rachel lets him off the hook. "Greenwich please." The cabbie takes off and Rachel tries calling Finn again. Voice mail once more.

"Awesome playing Finn!" Finn's instructor Mr. Downey praises him.

"Thanks" Is all Finn gives.

"You are going places kid, you are very talented. I would know." Finn chuckles remembering when Rachel said the same thing to him so long ago.

"You think so?" inquires Finn.

"Sure do, I've seen a lot of drummers come through here and you're the best I've seen in about 10 years."

"Wow, I'm flattered. Do you….." Finn cut himself off because he heard his phone vibrating nonstop in his bag. "Excuse me, but it must be important. Everyone know I'm in class and they wouldn't bother me if it wasn't." Finn reaches into his bag taking a look at his phone. 13 misses calls from Rachel. 5 texts from Rachel. What the heck?

He checks the text messages. The first one reads "Finn Hudson, what the hell is your problem. You come all the way over to NYADA from Brooklyn just to brush me off while I'm yelling for you. You have some major explaining to do." She is crazy. What the hell is she talking about? I haven't left Brooklyn. The skips the three in the middle and reads the last one.

"Where are you? You should have been home by now. You got into the cab first and sped away like I had the plague or something. Why are you not answering me? You can forget about your punishment you were supposed to dish out tonight. After what you did today you'll be lucky to get any for a month!"

My girlfriend is officially insane, he thinks to himself. Finn dials her number. Voice Mail. "Uh, Babe I don't know what is going on but, I haven't left Brooklyn all day. I just finished my percussion lesson with Mr. Downey. Okay well yeah. I'll talk to you soon." With that Finn hangs up. He decides to text her as well

"Baby, I'm in Brooklyn. I have no idea what any of your texts mean. It's sort of freakn' me out. I promise I never got in2 a cab & took off on u. im leaving the conservatory now. Ill c u home. 3 Finn

"Mr. Downey, I got to take off. Can I talk to you tomorrow?" Finn asks hopeful.

"Sure kid. Get some rest. You killed it today." And Mr. Downey turned and walked away.

Finn grabbed his stuff and headed home. Dialing Rachel once more. No answer. She's pissed. Finn dials another number "Hello?" "Kurt have you talked to Rachel?"….

Finn makes it home and as he suspected Rachel is sitting on the sofa in his old McKinley t-shirt. Her eyes are red rimmed and she has a pint of Ben and Jerry's eating it with a spoon. He walks in slowly. "Baby, I'm home."

Rachel looks up at him. "Why don't you love me anymore?" Her tears begin to fall as she searches Finn face for something she doesn't know what she wants to see.

"Rach, why would you say that? I love you more than anything. I'm not sure what's going on. Tell me what all those text messages mean."

"Finn, I saw you and you looked right at me and then ignored me and jumped into a cab. I followed you trying to call you the whole way home. Only for it to go straight to voice mail. And you didn't answer any of my texts. What am I supposed to think?" she is full on sobbing now.

"Rach, I've been on campus in Brooklyn all day. My last lesson ended like 20 minutes ago and as soon as I saw my phone I called and texted you."

"But I saw you Finn. It was 2:15, I had finished with my witch of a dance instructor and was heading to the subway." Rachel lets out in annoyance.

"At 2:15 I was sitting in my vocal class singing Faithfully, thinking about you, getting rave reviews by the way. There is no way I was in Manhattan." Finn pleads with her.

Rachel is looking at his face looking for the lie, but it's not there. "I'm sorry, I over reacted. But baby, this guy looked exactly like you."

Finn plops down and reaches for Rachel, pulling her to his lap. She straddles his hips pushing down on his center. "Really, exactly like me?" Finn teases the hem of her shirt.

"Well now that I think about it, he was wearing a completely different outfit than this one. I swear babe, I thought it was you." Finn kisses her and pulls her closer placing one hand on her hip and the other in the small of her back.

"Kurt, where's Kurt?" Finn probes taking Rachel's tongue into his mouth. "Out, shopping, fabric, class" is all Rachel can get out between Finn's tongue dances.

"Fabulous, I've got some punishing to do." Rachel squeals when Finn squeezes her ass and lifts them up to move the "punishing" to their bedroom.

Four hours later Kurt slides the door to the loft open only to have is auditory sense assaulted with Rachel's screams of ecstasy. "OH FINN, SWEET BABY MOSES, FIN…FIIINNNN!"

Kurt throws his bags down and turns around to leave once more. "I need to get a boyfriend and maybe my own place." Shaking his head he locks the door and goes in search of a place to eat. He'll give them an hour, two at the most and then he has to start his nighttime moisturizing routine.

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Chapter 4 coming soon

Both Frat Houses are real Frat houses Delta Lambda Phi is on NYU and Sigma Alpha Mu is on Brooklyn College.

I love me some Greek. I am Greek so I just had to include it.