The next morning Dave met Blaine and Kurt by Kurt's navigator as usual. Kurt noticed with interest that his eyebrows were back to normal, and he was dressed in his bully whips coat. This time though he had on a plain black hat, a paperboy cap; much more flattering then the berets.

"You're wearing your-"Dave cut him off with a rueful smile.

"Shh, secretly that whole beating up Azimo thing was a bully whips thing and not just me beating up another student for personal reasons." He winked.

"Ah." Said Kurt nodding "I see, Figgins getting suspicious eh?" Dave nodded as Blaine stepped out of the passenger side. When Kurt turned away, Blaine caught Dave's eye and jerked his head at Kurt. 'Watch him!' He mouthed 'You'll see!' Dave gave a furious tiny shake of his head, and for a moment he and Blaine communicated solely with eye brow raises and head movements; a furious but silent argument.

"So." Began Kurt, cutting the small battle short "Now that things have calmed down, we need to talk." Dave looked frightened for a second until Kurt said,

"I need to see that love note you got." He breathed a sigh of relief and said,

"Yeah, I got another one this morning. That makes three." Kurt snapped his fingers and held out a hand, causing Dave to roll his eyes.

"Fine." He fished in his pockets until he had three small white envelopes. Each had been sealed with a blue heart sticker. He arranged them in order and passed them to Kurt.

"Here, this was the first, this one came yesterday, and this one this morning." Kurt opened the first letter as they sat on the steps.

Dave,

You may find it odd that I'm writing this, but I thought you should realize that you are one fine piece of ass. I know you haven't got much confidence in yourself but I'm here to tell you that you have beautiful eyes, and a smile to die for. Know that somebody likes you as much more than a school mate, and this gay thing is going to be just fine. ; )

Love,

A

Kurt looked up at Dave, clutching the letter.

"Oh my god. This is a love letter!"

Dave grinned. "I know."

"What does A stand for?"

"Anonymous?" Dave guessed.

"Hmmm." Kurt flipped to the next one, reading it quickly. It told Dave that his acts of bravery had not gone un-noticed. That he always had been a noble sort. That he had looked great the other day.

The final note told him that his singing voice was beautiful Dave should know that he also sings under his breath, and that the writer had started to notice Dave's ass. 'I Just found myself staring the other day, I was really embarrassed and looked away, but…' Kurt raised his eyebrows.

"These are from someone you know."

"What?" Dave said surprised, and came to lean over Kurt's shoulder.

"How do you-"

"Here, It says 'you always', implying that they've you to be noble other times. And here again, It says that you sing under your breath, only someone close to you would have heard that." Dave whistled

"Damn, I didn't even pick up on that." Blaine, on Kurt's other side clapped him on the shoulder.

"Well done Sherlock Hummel, you've done it again!"

"Thank you Blaine Watson. I thought it was brilliant." Kurt handed the letters back to Dave and grinned.

"I'll be keeping my clue finding eyes open for the ass observer."

"This is so weird!" Said Dave although he was grinning.

"It's not weird, don't sell yourself short." Kurt frowned at him, a slight pout on his face.

"But I mean, it is kind of odd…Someone knows I'm gay AND is into me? It's like a little odd…"

"That only suggests further that the writer is someone close to you." Said Kurt sagely, stroking his chin.

"Well, it's time to get inside." Announced Dave "I have to introduce you to the new crew."

"Crew?"

"Didn't I tell you? It's not just me, I had to totally re-form the Bully Whips. Blaine, You'll be getting my main guy." Blaine nodded

"Cool."

"You reformed it? How did you do it so fast?"

"Skills. Now get inside." Kurt discovered once inside that he'd been excused from homeroom, Figgins seem to approve of his former Bully giving him the tour of what he was doing.

Dave walked into the disused classroom, and waved to the motley crew that had gathered there.

"Kurt, meet the boys. Step forward and say hi boys."

"Criss,"

"Logan."

"AJ"

"Dude. He knows me, I'm his brother…"

"I'm Puck. In case you needed the reminder."

"I'm Hank."

"And I'm Alex, this bozo's buddy." Alex grinned and slung and arm around Dave. He was nearly as tall, with dark hair and a four a clock shadow. There was a tattoo running down his left arm and he had laughing blue eyes.

"Friend hmm? Why haven't I heard of this?"

"Probably cause he thinks I'm a snitch. I'd tell all his secrets." He beamed as Dave smacked him.

"Alex!"

"He cries when we watch Ever After."

"ALEX! I do not!" Alex ignored him and darted around Kurt to shake Blaine's hand.

"And you must be Blaine, I'm the dude who's gonna punch people for ya! Name's Alex if you didn't catch it."

"Er, nice to meet you."

"Pleasure to meet the pair of you. Shall we go to class?" Blaine nodded.

"Bye Kurt, see you at lunch."

"Ok then." Replied Kurt, who was still stuck on the thought of Dave tearing up watching movies.

"We'd better go too." Dave gestured to the door.

"Go get your charges!" Called Dave to the rest. Puck whooped.

"All right! Let's roll!" Dave laughed as the rest of his 'crew' charged out of the room.

"So, French class?"

-:-

"I'll concede that he portrayed Holmes very well in personality, but He had none of the appearance! Except for the rare occasion, Sherlock Holmes was always perfectly quaffed."

"But Robert Downy Jr is hot…" Muttered Kurt as they wandered in through the Choir room door. Dave put his face in his hands with a groan.

"You will never convince me. I'm sorry!" He sat down and Kurt sat next to him, crossing his legs.

"It's just a fact, Jeremy Bret was the perfect Sherlock Holmes. He had the mannerisms, the hair, and the beak of a nose, the piercing eyes, and the long boney fingers. There's simply no comparison!"

"Well then, what about that new show? 'Sherlock'" Dave grinned.

"That is my exception. That show is fucking awesome. I have the whole thing. Ok, here's the deal, I'm sort of a nerd about this so don't judge but I'm a serious Sherlockian. I have complete volumes, side stories, all the Jeremy Bret stuff on VHS, audio tapes, the first season of Sherlock, the works; This Sunday, my house. I will convert you."

"I'll make the snacks." They shared a small fist bump, more like a toast with glasses then anything.

On Thursday, Dave followed Kurt into Glee again; this time involved in a heated discussion of Kurt's eating habits. Dave said it was no wonder Kurt was so tiny if he was eating like a mouse, and Kurt responded that Dave didn't even want him to take that comment in the other direction. Dave had snapped that he was just big boned. Kurt was aware of this, but refused to back down.

They spent the lesson on opposite sides of the classroom. Dave danced that day, with the other guys; glancing frequently at the beautiful scarf wearing boy who was looking pointedly in the other direction.

On Friday Dave was standing by the steps, waiting as always. He had brought a red carnation. Then Kurt was hugging him, and whispering words into his chest. 'I'm sorry' and 'I didn't mean it. You aren't-'and Dave was patting him on the back, whispering into his hair; 'I know.'

That day he went to Glee Club again, locked in a deep discussion of their Sherlock Marathon. He discussed song choices with Rachel, and tried to give Fin some pointers on his dancing. He laughed with Artie, and talked briefly with Blaine.

After class, Mr. Shue waved him over.

"Dave? May I have a moment?" Dave glanced between Kurt and the Spanish teacher and then jogged over.

"If you want to stand outside, Dave will only be a moment Kurt." Kurt nodded; taking Blaine's hand he left the room with a wave to Dave.

"You wanted to talk to me?" Mr. Shue motioned for him to have a seat.

"Well, for the past week you've been coming to the Glee club…" Dave looked at the door, thumbing in the direction Kurt had gone.

"Uh, Yeah. Um…Kurt told me just to stay sense I was just gonna burn time in the library until he gets out. I-"

"I know Dave, But you've well…you sang for us, you danced, you've been discussing projects and talking to everyone. I'd say you were fitting in quite well."

"?...I-I don't follow-"

"I think you joined the Glee Club David."

"What? N-No! I-"

"You came for a whole week; you sang, and you danced."

"Aw crap." Dave got out of his seat and started pacing around. "I can't freaking believe I joined by accident!" Mr. Shue sighed, resting his hands on his thighs.

"The question now is do you want to stay?"

"Yes? No. Maybe? I don't know." Dave sat back down heavily.

"Why don't you think about it, you seem to be enjoying yourself. And I'm sure Kurt would be very happy if-"

"Why should I care if he-" Dave started a little too hastily.

"David." Mr. Shue sighed. "Would it be too far off base to suggest that you might have feelings for him?" Dave was out of his seat again in an instant, yelling, running his hand over his head.

"Jesus Christ! Does everyone know? Is there like a fucking sign above my head or something?"

"Dave," Mr. Shue stood, putting a hand on his arm to still him. "I've been a teacher for awhile now; you start to be able to tell." Dave put his face in his hands.

"God, this is all so screwed up. Just- Let me think about it ok?"

"Just keep in mind what I said Dave. I'm sure he'd be delighted." Dave turned for the door with a weary sigh.

"Yeah, I'll think about it. Goodbye Mr. Shue."

"Bye David."

Kurt was a few steps down the hall, drinking from the fountain while Blaine talked behind him about his song choices for the project. He said he had practiced several numbers but wasn't sure which one was best. Dave decided to skip the pleasantry's. No 'I'm done now Kurt' no 'We can go now Kurt' Instead the first thing he said was,

"You tricked me." Kurt looked up innocently.

"How so?" Dave scowled at him.

"You tricked me into joining the damn Glee Club without actually joining it!" Kurt gave a tiny smile and went back to drinking from the fountain.

"I knew you were up to something! You made sure I was plenty distracted every day before Glee Club so I just wouldn't notice I was coming in!" Kurt looked at him nonplused, still smiling just a little.

"So? You like it don't you? Consider it a free sample." Dave gave a snarl, and whirled away, throwing up his hands in defeat. Behind him Kurt gave a full smile; his trap successfully executed.