I bring you chapter four. Enjoy :)

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Chapter four – Bernardo or Officer Krupke.

"Right that's the end of your first booty camp session. You're all doing very well. Class dismissed!" Mr Schue called, and the class began to wind down, stretching, getting their bags, or in Puck's case grabbing his backpack and running out of the choir room as fast as his legs would carry him.

"Hey, Blaine I know we had plans tonight but my audition for the musical is tomorrow and I've got a whole load to do. Do you mind if we skip? You can maybe come over later if I finish in time?" Kurt stretched his arms above his head and for a second Blaine was somewhat distracted by the strip of skin above Kurt's waistband that was visible when he did that. "Earth to Blaine?"

"Sorry. Yeah, no that's fine. I should probably rehearse too." Blaine smiled at his boyfriend, almost leaning in to kiss him but deciding not to at the last minute. Kurt smiled back.

"Miss you already." He grinned, planting a feather light kiss on Blaine's forehead and picking up his shoulder bag before flitting out of the room, humming something pitch perfect under his breath as he did so.

"Miss you too." Blaine smiled back softly as he watched Kurt leave the room. When he got his act together again he looked up and realised he was the last one left in the choir room. Picking up his bag and sweater, he headed out of the choir room and down the hall.

Just as he was heading to his locker he saw the exact person he'd been hoping to bump into. He jogged over to where the boy was poised by his locker. "Hey, Artie do you know where I can pick up an audition form?" Blaine tapped Artie's shoulder to get his attention. Artie spun round and grinned up at Blaine.

"Of course. Just head to Miss Pillsbury's office, she's got a whole ton of them. Do you know what you're auditioning for yet?" Artie chattered happily as he picked up his books and they headed in the direction of the guidance counsellors office.

"I-er not sure." Blaine replied truthfully.

"Well maybe you should consider the lead." Artie smiled, as they collected an audition form from Miss Pillsbury, who was cleaning her bookshelf intently.

"I don't know." Blaine sighed. "I'm a junior, so I doubt I'd get the part anyway."

"Hey man, reach for the stars." Artie reached his fist out and Blaine grinned and fist bumped him back. "See you later, dude."

"Bye, Artie." Blaine smiled, waving a hand before leaning against a locker and leaning his head back, sighing hard. Why did everything have to be so complicated?

X

"Blaine, sweetie you're very quiet tonight." Blaine looked up and saw his mother staring worriedly at him, her eyes (the exact same shade as his) practically burning a hole in him she was staring so hard.

"I'm fine, mom. I'm just thinking." He played around with his food a little more before putting his fork down and glancing up to look at both his parents. "I need some advice." He said finally. Ok, maybe he couldn't tell all about Kurt, but he could really use some help in knowing what to do here.

"What's up, Blaine?" His dad asked, taking a sip from his glass of wine and eyeing Blaine over the rim of the glass.

"It's...I'm auditioning for the school musical. I sort of...well I really want to go for the lead role." Blaine started off awkwardly, glancing down at his lap as he spoke.

"You should go for it, honey. Get some extra credit." Blaine tried to ignore the fact his mother saw his acting and singing as purely a hobby and not something he actually wanted to do in his life, and carried on.

"But I've got this...friend at school. A good friend. He wants the role too." Blaine thought of Kurt. Of how badly Kurt wanted this, of how much it could help his chances of getting into his dream school. He looked up as his father spoke.

"There will always be competition Blaine, whatever you do. Sometimes it's gonna be your friends. You are what matters, you have to do it if it will help you. No matter how much you like this friend, you have to put his feelings aside and focus on you if it's what you really want, if you want to get anywhere in this world." Derek Anderson rarely said so much at once, and Blaine and his mother were both a little shocked.

Blaine thought about his father's words long and hard as they finished dinner and he helped tidy up. He knew in certain respects his father had a point. You sometimes had to do things for yourself, if you wanted to get places you had to focus on you. He was right about that.

But from the moment Blaine had met Kurt, all those months ago on a staircase at Dalton (which already felt like a distant memory) he had been changed. It had never been, and would never be as easy as putting Kurt's feelings aside and focusing on his own. Doing something that would hurt Kurt's feelings seemed as alien a possibility to Blaine as having sex with a girl.

X

The next day, Blaine had slept on the whole situation, and had his audition form filled in and ready to hand in. The note on the bulletin board said you needed to hand your form in and then you would be allocated an audition spot by Coach Beiste. So he took his form to her.

"Blaine..Anderson." She read the name on the paper and smiled up at him in a friendly manner.

"That's me." He grinned awkwardly as she read through the rest of the form.

"And you're up for Bernardo or Officer Krupke?" Coach Beiste looked up at him as if to check this was definitely what he wanted to do.

Blaine took a deep breath and nodded at her. "Yep. I'd be honoured to play either of those parts." Coach Beiste looked as if something didn't sit right with her, but she nodded and waved him away when she'd finished reading over his audition form. He thanked her for her time and left the room.

He felt lighter than he had the previous day. Sure he'd have loved to play Tony, it would have been amazing to be cast as the lead in the musical as a junior, particularly West Side Story, a musical he'd loved for years.

But he couldn't, COULDN'T do that to Kurt. He wouldn't care about being in competition with anyone else, but it didn't sit right competing with Kurt when he knew he'd actually be rooting for him at the end of the day. This was more important for his boyfriend than it was for him, it was a small, tiny sacrifice that Blaine was more than happy to make, would make a hundred times over.

Not just because the idea of making Kurt cry or hurt his feelings made him feel like someone had stuck something sharp through his chest, but because he knew full well the sacrifices Kurt had for him before, like when he'd been so encouraging during the whole Jeremiah thing even though he liked Blaine himself, but Blaine had been too oblivious to notice.

Their relationship worked because unlike so many other couples they put each other first, and more importantly, they did it because they really wanted to.

So when he wished Kurt luck that afternoon before he went in to perform his song for the musical directors, he hugged him hard and crossed his fingers for his boyfriend, whispering in his ear before he went in "break a leg, Tony."

So when Blaine went home that night and his mother asked him what decision he'd made over the musical, he'd simply smiled at her and replied, "the right one."