The Secret Admirer
A/N: Woohoo! More Alerts and Favorites! But, but, where are my reviews (and flames)?
DISCLAIMER: Glee belongs to Ryan Murphy and those guys at Fox. This twisted plot is mine. However, I will give this to them for free just to see it play out on TV. And oh yeah, just to remind everyone, this is AU. One-eyed pirate Blaine never happened… just so we're clear on that. In my honest opinion, Sebastian Smythe is too loathsome to even exist in my made-up world. So he'll just be a pigment of everyone's imagination for the purposes of this story. Comprende? (Just saw the "Spanish Teacher" episode as I was finishing this one. Two words: Ricky Martin :D)
WARNING: Dubious minds at work.
Chapter 4: It Just So Happened…
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The Glee club met an hour earlier that following day, that is, except for Mr. Schuester, Kurt and Blaine. Rachel cleared her throat and called everyone to order.
"Seriously, midget, what's all the fuss about?" Santana rolled her eyes as she took her seat next to Brittany. The blonde eyed Rachel warily.
"You're a midget, Rachel? I thought you were a hobbit like Gandalf –"
"Yeah, Rachel, what's this 'early' meeting for anyway?" Finn asked as he gave his girlfriend a lopsided grin. "Are we announcing –"
Rachel held her hand up.
"Guys, I have a serious announcement to make –"
"Oh, my God, You are pregnant!" Quinn blurted out.
"No! Nothing like that –"
"Are you banned at Regional's then?" Mercedes asked hopefully. "And where's Kurt –"
"Yeah," Tina nodded. "He isn't here. And so is Blaine. I thought this was a meeting for the whole club. So why aren't they here? " She looked over to Mike who shrugged.
"Well," Rachel spoke over the noise. "This is about Kurt and Blaine –"
"What, wait did that chipmunk do something to them again? I swear I'll wipe that dopey smirk off his face –" Puck blurted out. He stood up as Sam and Artie also began to follow him. Rachel sighed as she blocked their way out.
"No, Noah, it isn't like that –"
"Then, tell us already," Santana snarled. "Please! The suspense you're generating is so thick that it makes me want to go puke on your puffy little dress. What happened to Porcelain and Gandalf?"
"I thought Rachel was Gandalf," Brittany piped in.
Rachel exhaled.
"Well, yesterday," she began. "I was walking through here to practice my trails and I –"
"Just get to the point Rachel," Mercedes huffed. Rachel sighed once more.
"Kurt and Blaine broke up."
Dead silence.
"Okay, Rachel, that is just so wrong –" Santana began to say.
"Really, Rachel, that is just not right –" Finn breathed on the other hand.
"Wait, what? You don't have the right to –" Mercedes started to rant.
"That's an awful gossip –" Tina gasped.
"Wait, I thought we were talking about Porcelain and Gandalf?" Brittany exclaimed. Everyone looked at her. She then let out a deep breath. "Oh –"
"So what's your point, Berry?" Puck asked. "How do we –I even figure out in those two's sappy love story?"
"Guys," Rachel pleaded. "Please, we need to get then back together. Aren't you even worried how this would affect us at Regional's?"
Murmurs scattered about. Finn stood up.
"You know guys, she actually has a point." He threw an arm around Rachel an smiled. "I mean, Kurt's like my brother and he's one of our best singers. Blaine is one of our best, most well-rounded performers, besides Rachel of course –"he then proceeded to give the brunette diva puppy dog eyes.
"And your point is?" Mercedes rolled her eyes.
"Well, " Finn cleared his throat. "Kurt and Blaine are the tandem to watch out for –they would give us the edge we need over those Warblers at Regional's and eventually at Nationals. I mean, they're the best thing that happened to the club since Finchel –"
"Again, Orca, your point is?" Santana raised her eyebrows. Rachel took over once more.
"Guys, what Finn is trying t say is that we need to find a way to get them back –"
"Whoa, we?" Artie interrupted. "Look, they're both friends with us, but don't you think we should just let them work it out on their own?"
"I, for one, totally agree," Mike piped up. "Dudes don't mess with other dudes love shenanigans." The rest of the club murmured their assent.
Rachel opened her lips in protest.
"But –"
The rest of her protest died in her throat as the doors to the choir room –both the one in front, and the one at the back –opened at the same time. A gush of utter silence came upon the club members as two of their number joined them.
Kurt came in from the front door, his face grim. He had his bag slung over his shoulders and he walked towards the back of the room without even bothering to notice anyone at all. He slumped down an empty seat by the end of the last row.
Blaine came in from the back door, wearing an enormous pair of shades. He too, did not seem to notice anyone as he went all the way to the back row. He took the opposite end of the row of seats.
The Glee clubbers exchanged looks but said nothing as Mr. Schuester came in right after the two.
"Wow, everyone's here early, that's great!" He then strode right in the middle as everyone took their usual seats –except for Kurt and Blaine who were seated at the back on opposite ends of the room –away from the rest and each other.
"Alright," Mr. Schuester clapped his hands. "In line with the holiday next week, this week's assignment would be: Expressing Yourself. And this will be done in duets!"
Half of the group groaned while the other half stared at their former Spanish –now, History teacher apprehensively. Mr. Schuester waved his hands.
"I know, I know, we've done this before. But guys, seriously, this would be the best was to test out which pairings would work out for our set list come Regional's."
"I. for one, agree," Rachel stood up smiling. "Although Finn and I would certainly have this one in the bag –"
"Hell, you would," Santana and Mercedes spat out. Mr. Schuester spoke to break off the tension.
"Guys, seriously. We will have a duet-off with you singing the best love songs that you could find that would express yourself and what you feel about your duet partner. Ms. Pilsbury, Coach Bieste and I will judge. Okay, so now pair-off!"
Everyone in the room started to air off. Finn immediately grabbed Rachel; Mike let Tina sit on his lap; Mercedes partnered off with Sam; Santana linked pinkies with Brittany; Puck bounded off next to Quinn; Artie rolled off until he was next to Sugar. Those pairings left three odd ones: Kurt, Blaine and Rory. The Irish boy was about to head off to where Mr. Schuester was when Kurt stood up and blocked his way. So did Blaine.
"Rory, you're singing with me," Kurt said nonchalantly as he grabbed the younger boy's hand. Blaine took off his shades and gave him a look –the junior's eyes were red and puffy but he managed a glare. Kurt scoffed. His eyes too would be red from crying all night, but thanks to tea bags, Visine and a stick of concealer, his looked perfectly normal. Blaine ignored him and turned to Rory. "Would you like to do the duet with me?" He too took Rory's hand. The Irish boy just stared at them wide-eyed. Kurt huffed.
"I got to him first!" He pulled Rory's hand. Blaine frowned.
"He'd like it more if he sang with me!" He pulled Rory's hand too. Kurt scowled.
"Oh yeah? I bet Rory wouldn't like singing with insensitive people!"
"Really, insensitive?" Blaine spat out. "I bet Rory wouldn't like doing a duet with impossible people!"
Kurt's mouth hang open. He let go of the now speechless Rory's hand.
"Impossible? Who's impossible now between us two? Because certainly it isn't me, Blaine Anderson!"
Blaine let go of Rory's hand too. The Irish boy heaved a sigh as he quietly edged his way back to his fellow Glee clubbers who were now watching the scene unfold like a bad soap opera.
"Hey, I'm not the one who refuses to listen, Kurt Hummel!"
"Yeah? Well, I'm not the one who wanted some 'alone time' to 'think things over' and then goes ogling every boy that happened to pass by right in front of his boyfriend –"
"That's not what I meant by that, Kurt! God, don't you even think?"
"No, Blaine, I don't think at all! That's probably why you dumped me in the first place!"
"You know what? I don't even know why I'm bothering to explain, because certainly, you don't even want to listen!" Blaine threw his hands up in a gesture of defeat. "I'm tired of this, Kurt –"
"Well, guess what, Blaine? Me too!" Kurt stomped back to his seat to grab his bag. "Enjoy your duet, I'm leaving!"
"Whoa, whoa, guys, wait!" A loud voice interrupted. It was Mr. Schuester, who was until then seemed to have been rooted in his spot, watching the boys blow up on each other. Kurt and Blaine looked around. Everyone was staring at them. Kurt huffed but said nothing. Blaine looked down, seemingly embarrassed. Mr. Schuester cleared his throat.
"Rory, you form a trio with Artie and Sugar –that will give us a twist on things. Kurt, Blaine, in my office. Now."
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"Guys," Mr. Schuester began as he stood in front of Kurt and Blaine who were seated in front of his desk. "I don't know what's going on here but you need to work it out. I can't let a small rift like this ruin the dynamics of the whole team –not when we're this close to Regional's." The curly-haired teacher began to pace as the two teens remained quiet and unmoving. "You will pair up for this assignment –"
"What?" Kurt and Blaine blurted out at the same time. Their eyes met and locked until Kurt looked away first.
"No offense, Mr. Schue, but I refuse to sing with this –this –"
"I totally agree on this one, Mr. Schue," Blaine interrupted. "We won't get anywhere with this arrangement. I'd rather –"
"Guys!" Their teacher held his hands up to silence them. "This is final," he said sternly. "No more ifs or buts. I'm not doing this just to spite you guys, okay? Because believe it or not, your voices complement each other's so well – even better than Finn and Rachel's do. Okay? So no more arguing. Again, I won't meddle with your personal lives but, please, leave it out of the Glee Club, okay? I think you two can work out professionally for the benefit of the whole team. Can I count on that at least?"
Kurt and Blaine looked at each other reluctantly then at their teacher. They both sighed dejectedly.
"Yes,"
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A/N: You gotta love that tension! So two more chapters to go! I hope you stick with me until the end. By the way, what song do you think should Kurt and Blaine perform together? Any suggestions? Please let me know in a review. You can still flame it if you want by the way. Flames will be used still to burn that tacky piece of pink parchment that's causing all this mayhem. (I totally forgot who has it now, though) -Eastwoodgirl