It wasn't even a second before Finn's fist was flying through the air as well, colliding with Sam's stomach. Sam flinched before punching Finn in the jaw, followed by punch in the stomach from Finn. Before Finn knew it they were on the ground, punching each other, wrestling. Finn hadn't punched someone that hard since he found out that Quinn's baby was Puck's and not his. He felt a hard fist land on his stomach, flipping him onto his back.

Both Sam and Finn knew that this fight wasn't only for that previously made comment from Finn but from all the times the boys had wronged each other.

It was the first day of football practice, Finn's freshman year. Football was what he had wanted to do his entire life, he was bored of middle school touch football and the throwing and catching practice that him and Noah had done over the course of their late elementary and middle school careers. He smiled to himself, high school football at last.

The only thing wrong with it was, looking at the people who were about to try out Finn only noticed one or two people who actually looked serious, not including Noah and himself. There was a blonde kid with green eyes, staring at the football coach, as if he held his entire future and life in his hands and Finn knew that he felt the same, whatever he did during his High school career he knew that it had to end in a football scholarship to a great college, that was what was going to get him out of this cow town.

He later found out that the blond kids name was Samuel Schatt, he was also trying out for quarterback, Finn knew that that wasn't going to happen. Finn was the going to be quarterback and that's why he tried so hard with the tryout. Sam was good at throwing, his accuracy was perfect and he could throw any distance it seemed, but when it came to strength another guy, Karofsky, barely touched him and he was down.

Sam was fast too, when it came time for Finn to show the coach what he could do Sam was told to hold the position of running back just for the scrimmage, He intercepted the ball and ran faster than Finn had ever seen in real life.

So when it came time for Coach Tanaka to announce that season line up he announced that Finn was the starting quarterback and Sam was the running back. Ever since that day they've been rivals.

Finn came over to Sam after the lineup was announced and extended his hand "Hey man, sorry you didn't get the spot. At least you're on the team." Finn nodded toward some skinny kids who had tried out, they were mostly all walking away from the field, either crying or looking as if they were about to.

"Well, congratulations on making quarterback. Though you definitely don't deserve it. I've watch you during this process and I think we can both agree that you're not ready to take on quarterback, you should have at least been receiver since you're so tall." Finn stared t him, wide eyed. "I'm just saying." Sam started packing up his equipment and uniform.

"Hey, I'm ready for this. I'm not just some punk who wants to be a quarterback, I'm getting a scholarship." Finn said.

Sam sighed and said "I am to, and you are not going to stand in my way. I am not going to sit here and watch you destroy me career before my eyes, I swear to you, I'll take you down come next year or maybe even later this year"

Finn just smiled, accepting the challenge "Just Try and stop me."

"This isn't a joke, I'm serious, so wipe that stupid smirk off your ugly face." Sam had said and with that he walked out of the locker room.

Finn toppled Sam over onto his back, gaining his control back in the fight. "Break it up! Break it up!" Before either of them knew it they were being pulled apart by Coach Tanaka and the new assistant coach of the varsity football team. "What the hell had gotten into you too?" Coach Tanaka yelled, looking at one teenager to the other.

Finn toned Coach out and smiled at the blood on Sam's face. The only thought in his head was going against everything that he felt. 'Kurt's going to stand up for him, he'll' never speak to me again.' Finn felt good even though his muscles had started aching with pain and his head was pounding with a coming head ache.

The next thing he knew he was covered in bandages and in principal Figgins' office. Figgins was rambling on about some school rule, code of conduct or something. He had called his mom and said she was on her way to the school and still the only thought coursing through Finn's brain was 'Kurt's going to hate me.'He snapped back into the lecture when he heard Figgins say "Five day suspension." The door to the office opened and Finn's mom walked in, Finn turned around and looked his mother in the eye. She had a look of disappointment on her face, but also sorrow from seeing the bandages on Finn's body.

"Mom, I-" Finn started to say.

"Save it, Finn." She said, letting her less sympathetic side the best of her.

Figgins had started talking to his mom, telling her just about everything that he had told Finn. When he said "Five day suspension." again She turned to look at Finn, with the look of disappointment again.

It wasn't long before the were in his mom's car, driving home. "What got into you, Finn?" She asked.

Finn stared out the window, wanting anything but to catch his mom's gaze. He was silent.

"Finn, tell me honestly, who started the fight?"

Finn breathed out his answer saying, "He punched me first, and then I just hit him back."

His mom sighed, and stared back out at the road. Finn embraced the silence but tried not to let his thoughts drift, even though all he could think about was Kurt. He leaned his head against the window, only to pick it back up again because it only made his head pulse with more pain than it already was.

They pulled into the driveway, Finn couldn't have grabbed his bag and gotten out of the car faster even if he didn't have injuries. He winced in pain but walked up the steps to the porch and pushed the door open, looking around the foyer of the house. He spotted Kurt's phone laying on the window sill that out looked the whole front yard.

He first thought to go downstairs, to their room but it would only remind him of Kurt and that's where his daydream had occurred, not wanting to revive any lingering thought of the dream he trudged upstairs to the bathroom. He locked the door and started filling up the large tub.

He wasn't actually going to take a bath, just make his mom think he was so he could think alone. He dug through his backpack until he found his iPod. He put the head phones in his eyes and turned the music up as high as it could go, skipping any songs that Kurt had somehow convinced him to put on his iPod over the long summer. Finn sighed and waited for the tub to fill before sitting down, on the tiled floor and laying his head down in his arms.

He didn't fall asleep, he couldn't, but he might as well have been. When he paused his music he saw that it was 2:30, Kurt had to be home by then. He felt his gut mentally collapse as he thought about how mad he would be. Did he even know about? He had to, it was inevitable. Sam probably texted, someone had to have spread it around.

Finn remembered Kurt's phone sitting on the window sill and hoped that Kurt hadn't gotten home yet. He stood up, and pulled open the door. He started to run down the stairs but a voice stopped him. "Finn," He stopped dead in his tracks.

Kurt's voice rang through his head, as if his voice had echoed through the hallway and went on for ten seconds. They stood there in silence, Finn swore to himself that he wasn't going to break it.

Kurt took a couple steps toward Finn but stopped, it was silent again. Finn felt his heart beating faster than ever, not only out of fear that Kurt would hate him, or the fact that it was so silent, or anything like that but he was also just shocked that Kurt had been standing there, how long had he been there? Was he waiting for him to come out of the bathroom?

Both of their breathing was silent and Kurt finally broke it with "I'm not going to act like everything is okay." He started "But I'm not going to be unfair and only listen to Sam's side of the story." Finn winced at the mention of Sam, but nodded. What Kurt was offering seemed to be more than Finn could ask for.

Finn turned around and started walking back into the bathroom. He grabbed his back and released the water in the tub. He turned back around and said "You don't have to listen to my side of the story, I screwed up. But thanks anyway."

Kurt sighed and said "So then you'll agree that you threw the first punch and left Sam completely defenseless while you just kept on punching him? Because your bandages say otherwise." Kurt's tone was so purely Kurt, it had no anger or happiness, mostly sarcasm. How could he stay so calm in this situation?

"Is that what Sam said happened?" Finn asked, slipping out of the bathroom, not making any eye contact with Kurt at all.

"Might as well have been, I tweaked it a bit." Kurt sighed and said "I just really need to hear your side of the story, please Finn."

Finn started going down the stairs. "Fine, but just so I have this clear, you don't hate me?" Finn asked.

Kurt laughed slightly and said "I couldn't hate you, even if I wanted to. That whole thing when you first moved in last year proves it." Kurt followed Finn as they headed into their room. Kurt left the door open, and Finn sat down on the couch in between his bed and Kurt's bed.

Finn started talking before Kurt sat down "We were both really angry, we have to work together on this assignment in gym. We couldn't agree on a topic so I came up with one idea and he shot it down then we had to do hockey so that-"

"Does this have anything to do with the fight?" Kurt asked..

"Not really." Finn said, but continued "Anyway, we had to do hockey but I fell asleep, which I do all the time." Finn stopped, forgetting for a second that he couldn't, under any circumstances, tell Kurt why they had finally stepped over the edge and started fighting. "But he woke me up and started insulting my intelligence and stuff like that. But I said something and I can't remember what it was." Finn's heart started pounding just thinking about what he had said, he couldn't believe he had said it, even now.

"Yeah, uh- Sam said something about that." Kurt mumbled to himself.

Finn felt his face flush and he opened his mouth "Did he tell you what I said?"

"Yeah. So did you actually say that?"

Finn nodded and said "It was stupid of me to say, I didn't even mean to say it. But that pushed him over the edge and he threw the first punch, after that it just turned into a regular high school fight."

Kurt looked at Finn and asked "Can I ask you something?" Finn started racking his brain for things that Kurt might want to ask him.

"Yeah." He said swallowing air, "Go ahead." he looked away from Kurt and directly in front of him.

Kurt sighed and said "Please promise that you'll answer honestly." Finn nodded and Kurt asked "Did you mean what you said?"

Finn stared off at the white walls and breathed in, slowly. He himself didn't even know if he meant it, there must have been some part of him that didn't mean it, the part that still liked girls and football. But the part that hated Sam more now that he was dating Kurt and the part that loved glee club really did mean what it said. Finn took a deep breath and said "Yes."

He turned to look Kurt in the eye and lost control of most of his thoughts. "I really do like you Kurt. A lot more than I should. I could actually stand Sam before you started dating him, I don't know, this is all very strange to me."

Kurt looked down and said "I'm actually not dating Sam anymore, I broke up with him after school. I drove down to his house to see if he was okay, because I heard about the fight. He let me in but he refused to talk about anything other than the fight, he was proud of himself for the fight. Just like any other jock."

"I'm not proud, I couldn't even look my mom in the eye without feeling bad about it." Finn said, turning his gaze to Kurt.

Kurt laughed a bit and then said "Well you're not like most jocks, you're sweet and caring and there are so many great things about you." Kurt said "I've liked you since freshman year, and though I hate to admit it for the past couple months it just been like small embers, not extinguished like I thought it was."

Finn smiled and said "I didn't think people actually compare life to things like that outside of books and stories."

Kurt smiled "It was just a quick comparison." They both laughed.

Kurt grabbed Finn's arm and said "I really shouldn't be this happy right now, I shouldn't even be talking to you, I should be with Sam, helping him feel better. I just, can't hate you."

Finn placed his hands around Kurt's shoulders. "I don't know whether I like this or not…" He said.

Finn's lips were met by Kurt's, he had to lean down to help them meet. Kurt's lips were so soft, not like he imagined, not that he had imagined it often but still. They were like a girl's lips, but so different. Their lips matched up perfectly, fitting together like a key and lock.

Their lips separated after what felt like only seconds. Finn tried to reach down again but Kurt started talking. "Did you like that?" Kurt asked.

Finn stared at him speechless, he nodded.