Fourth chapter! YEY!

I love this song. Ted's cover of it in Scrubs is pretty awesome as well, I 3 it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee OR Scrubs, but I DO own the box sets.

How I've Missed Our Impromptu Performances

Kurt and Blaine were curled up in Blaine's bed in Dalton watching a continual Scrubs marathon, blissfully alone after Blaine's roommate, Kevin, had deemed the scene 'so sickly I could puke. It was one of the final episodes of Season 8, My Soul On Fire (Part 2) and both boys were a little green at the Bajan weather, but Blaine wasn't of Ted the lawyer being able to play 'Hey Ya'.

"I'll be right back," Blaine promised, giving Kurt a light peck. He hopped of his bed and into his and Kevin's shared walk-in wardrobe. Kurt sat up to stare as he soon appeared again, carrying an acoustic guitar. He sat down on the edge of the bed next to Kurt's outstretched feet, and he scrambled to sit cross-legged next to him.

"I haven't played this in ages," Blaine commented, tuning his guitar as Kurt watched on expectantly. "Okay, okay…"

My baby don't mess around,

Because she loves me so,

And that I know for sure.

Kurt laughed, realizing he was doing the song that Sam was singing in the show and started singing along.

But does she really wanna,

But can't stand to see me,

Walk out the door.

Blaine grinned at Kurt knowing the lyrics, increasing the volume at each strum.

Don't try to fight the feeling,

Cause the thought alone

Is killing me right now,

Kurt nearly missed the next lines from giggling at Blaine's extra, over-the-top, "Killing me right now!"

Thank God for Mom and Dad,

For putting two together,

Cause we don't know how.

As they launched into the chorus, Kurt pondered at the meaning in the song, if there was meant to be a meaning that Blaine was trying to get across.

Hey ya, hey ya.

Hey ya, hey ya.

They had been together for around two months and hadn't gotten any further then make-out sessions. It couldn't be about that, could it?

Hey ya, hey ya.

Hey ya, hey ya.

Blaine was too busy focusing on getting the guitar part of the song – it was a really long time since he'd played it – to notice the worry he was sending Kurt.

You think you've got it,

Oh, you think you've got iyt.

But got it just don't get it

'Til there's nothing at

AaaAAAaaaAAAaaaAAAaaall.

Although Kurt was almost starting to visibly panic, he had to smirk at the length they could hold the last note for.

We get together,

Oh, we get together,

But separates always better,

When there's feelings

InvoooOOOoooOOOoooOOOoolved.

It was becoming increasingly harder and harder for Kurt to concentrate on singing, especially during the upcoming lines.

If what they say is,

"Nothing is forever"

Then what makes, then what makes,

Love exception?

Kurt had come to the conclusion that he would break and flip out very soon.

Blaine had come to the conclusion that he needed to practice more.

So why you, why you, why you,

Why you, why you, are we so in denial?

When we know we're not happy here?

"In need to go," Kurt interrupted, sliding of the bed abruptly.

Blaine immediately stopped playing to furrow his eyebrows in confusion at Kurt. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Nothing, nothing's wrong," Kurt lied. "I just need to go."

"Kurt," Blaine said softly, putting his guitar to one side. He stood up and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Please tell me what's wrong."

"It's none of your business," Kurt snapped and immediately regretted it. The flash of hurt across Blaine's face was soon replaced with annoyance.

"Fine. Go. I thought we trusted each other enough that we could tell each other anything, but it seems that I was wrong." At this, he walked across the room to the bathroom him and his roommate shared with their neighbor's Nick and Jeff.

"If you're breaking up with me don't act like I'm the bad guy."

If Blaine's feet could make that noise, they would've screeched to a halt in front of the bathroom door. He turned to face him as slowly as he could to make sure he hadn't heard wrong, but the sight of Kurt looking annoyed, betrayed and heart-broken at the same time proved he had.

"Kurt, I'm going to take a moment here to questions your sanity. What?"

"The song," he said miserably. "Isn't that what it's about?"

"…do you ever sing a song that doesn't have anything to do with your life?"

Kurt stared at Blaine like he'd just asked if he went to school on Mars. "No."

"Kurt, that song wasn't, I repeat, wasn't from the heart. Do you never just sing for the hell of it?"

"No, not really." Kurt smirked, "I guess I just looked too deep into it, didn't I?"

"Yes," Blaine had crossed the room again and had his arms around Kurt. "Way too deep."

"I miss this," Kurt reminisced sadly.

"Miss what?" he asked. They were absentmindedly circling the room, almost slow dancing to no music.

"Miss when we could just sing together, whenever we wanted to. Especially in Dalton… in the halls, our rooms, the bleachers… I'm surprised none of the teachers ever told us off."

Blaine smiled smugly. "I'm sort of a favorite around here."

"I noticed… swot."

He shoved him slightly. "Am not."

"So are. A teacher's pet, too."

He tried to shove him again but Kurt just ran off around the room. "Nerd. Smarty-pants. Know-it-all. Showoff. Wiseacre. Kiss-ass," he teased, jumping onto his bed to avoid him.

Blaine growled from the floor. "Oh you are so paying for that."

Kurt was tackled to the bed with a squawk and subsequently started shrieking from Blaine tickling every bit of his boyfriend he could touch. This, and his yells of "Stop it!", "Get off me!" and "Help!", resulted in several Dalton students running to find out what was happening.

They burst through the door at the same time, all armed with a different weapons: Nick and Jeff were both holding up Xbox controllers, a book was David's choice, Kevin had decided on several darts of the dart board and Wes was in the center, holding his gavel aloft in what he hoped was a threatening manner.

When they realized Kurt's outcries were just from Blaine tickling him, they wasted no time in joining in by jumping on top of them.

"What the devil is going on here?"

The residents of Jefferson House froze. What had started off as a friendly pillow fight between the seven boys had snowballed into an epic battle between 34 of the 40 Jeffersons.

"Well?" Mr. Manrick barked. "What is going on here?"

None of the boys seemed to have an answer as they looked helplessly towards each other. The whole of the common room was a disaster: several pillows had burst filling the room with feathers; cushions had been dragged from the couches in the bedrooms and the common room to use as cover; papers had been swept of tables and were littering the floor; paintings on the walls were askew and all of the boys looked like they'd been dragged through a bush with feathers instead of leaves. Twice.

"A week's detention: to all of you!" he snapped. "Two if this isn't cleared up in half an hour!"

The students all made sure that Mr. Manrick was out of ear-reach before simultaneously groaning and starting to clear up. Paintings were straightened, curses were cursed, feathers were disposed of and glares were sent at Wes and David.

"What!" David protested. "We didn't start it! Klaine did!"

Kurt and Blaine smiled briefly at each other before realizing that they were the victims of a deadly group glare.

"You two were the ones who jumped on us!" Blaine countered.

By the time the half-an-hour was up, Kurt and Blaine had snuck out of Jefferson House and to Blaine's car as another pillow battle had erupted from the argument Blaine's counter had sparked, and were cracking up at the scolding the Jeffersons would be getting.

This is longer then some of the others. It was MEANT to be Kurt and Blaine just singing randomly to some happy song and then laughing and Kurt saying the lines but Kurt decided to freak out about the song without my permission. After his freak-out, he decided to start teasing Blaine, and the five boys decided that they had been ignored long enough and started a pillow fight. Then, the whole House (named after four of the Founders: Jefferson, Washington, Franklin + Hamilton) wanted to join in and THEN Snape (AVPM+S version) decided to butt in. So it kind of went crazy...

On Snape's name: it's Rickman backwards as like a nod towards Alan Rickman and towards the Man Bat who is like an evil man-sized bat thats an ACTUAL bat, not just a weirdo who dresses like Batman like he does. YEY SNAPE.

Kevin is my creation. Blaine's roommate who loves darts and everything to do with throwing stuff at people. My character for the Warbler Chris Mann plays.