Altogether Everywhere Chapter 5, a glee fanfic

When Jack wasn't in lunch the next day, Kurt spent the rest of the day worrying about where he was. He wondered if he had decided not to come back to school after what had happened at the reservoir. When he rounded the corner into glee club, the sight of Jack standing confidently at the front of the room warranted a gasp from him, and the subsequent dropping of his school bag. He fumbled to pick it up as Puck, who was close on his heels, nearly ran into him from behind before spewing a few insults and slumping into his chair. Kurt flushed as he looked up to find Jack watching him. His eyes widened one he realized what he was wearing.

He had never seen anyone in school other than himself dare to wear something so… flamboyant. He couldn't help the smile that crept across his face. He looked like he had stepped out of the seventies. His pants were a cherry red, and skin tight with attached suspenders. Tucked into them was a flowy blue silk button up with a white diamond pattern. Several of the top buttons were undone, and Jack's pale skin was a stark contrast against his outfit. To finish it off, he had a blue polka-dotted scarf tied around his neck. His hair was feathered, and over-the-top makeup coated his face. His lips matched his pants, and he had a hint of pink blush on his high cheeks. A smile played at his lips as everyone stared at him.

Kurt suddenly realized he was just standing in the middle of the room, and rushed over to his seat. Mr. Schuester cleared his throat and began to speak.

"So, guys, we have Jack here who would like to audition for us. He informed me that he is staying on our theme of our favorite musicians. And I think he did a great job of… well… getting into character! So, without further adieu, take it away Jack."

Jack nodded before turning to the band and motioning to them to begin. They kicked in, with an edgy, energetic sound. The electric guitar wailed and Jack began to sing.

Hey man, oh leave me alone you know
Hey man, oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta
Hey man, I gotta straighten my face
This mellow thighed chick just put my spine out of place!

Hey man, my schooldays insane
Hey man, my work's down the drain
Hey man, well she's a total blam-blam
She said she had to squeeze it but she... and then she...

Everyone sat up as Jack moved to the music. Kurt felt dumb for not realizing who Jack was imitating.

Oh don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on Suffragette City
Oh don't lean on me man
Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight...she's all right

Jack felt that familiar rush of adrenaline surging through his veins. He was home.

Hey man, Henry, don't be unkind, go away
Hey man, I can't take you this time, no way
Hey man, droogie don't crash here
There's only room for one and here she comes, here she comes

Kurt shifted awkwardly. Jack was so sexy, and Kurt was so deprived. He felt his body heating up as he watched Jack's hips gyrate.

Oh hit me!

Jack forgot about his audience- even Kurt- as he lost himself into the screaming guitar solo. He picked up his vocals again in perfect time.

oh Suffragette City!
I'm back on Suffragette City
I'm back on Suffragette City
Ooh! Suffragette city
Ooh! Suffragette City
Hoo-hah! Suffragette City,
Hoo-hah! Suffragette City,
Hoo-hah!
Suffragette

The music cut out as Jack fell to his knees and belted

Ohhh, Wham Bam Thank You Ma'am!

The band picked up again, pulsing with energy.

Oh Suffragette City! Oh Suffragette City!
Quite all Right
Suffragette City!
Too fine
Oh Suffragette City,
ooh, a Suffragette City
Oh, my Suffragette City,
oh my Suffragette City
Oh, Suffragette City!

Suffragette!

Jack stood panting with his eyes closed as the room burst into applause.

"I for one think theatrics is just as important at singing!" he heard Rachel say through the clapping. His body was sleek with sweat and his skin felt hot with energy. His mind was racing and he felt as though he could run a marathon. He hadn't felt this good in… well, ever. He had a seemingly permanent smile on his face as the applause settled and Mr. Schuester welcomed him into the club. It was then that he looked at Kurt, whose eyes bore through him with admiration and desire.

For the rest of the hour, while the club practiced, Kurt and Jack couldn't keep their eyes off of each other. As everyone dispersed, Kurt grabbed Jack's hand and pulled him to the closest deserted stairwell. He kissed him desperately and he lustfully pushed their hips together. Jack forced him against the wall, placing his hands on either side of his face. Jack gasped for air as Kurt licked and nipped at the exposed skin of his neck. He could feel Kurt hard against his own erection, and feverishly wished they were in a more private location. He knew it couldn't go any further than a makeout session in a school stairwell, and the two of them were rudely reminded of this when Jesse St. James and Rachel Berry pushed through the door. Jack pulled away quickly, and both of them were red from both excitement and embarrassment. Jesse and Rachel just stared at them, shocked, and Jack and Kurt awkwardly stepped past them back into the main hall of the school.

Just as the door shut behind them, they both started laughing hysterically. As they regained their composure, they started to walk down the hallway toward the exit.

"By the way," Kurt started, smirking. "I like the outfit."

"Thanks. Too bad you'll never see it again." Jack responded.

"Why!" Kurt asked, a pout playing on his lips.

"Because, Kurt, theres a reason David Bowie started doing coke. He had to burn the images of himself in outfits like this from his memory. Do you want me to start doing coke?" Kurt laughed. He was thrilled to see Jack so happy. And joking! For once he wasn't afraid to let his guard down. He decided it wasn't yet time to ask him again what had happened in his past, or why he had run away that day at the reservoir. But it was a start.

"Then why did you wear it in the first place?"

"Because Bowie's Ziggy Stardust persona revolutionized rock music, and the album holds the 1 spot on my list of favorite albums. And that was the assignment, was it not?"

"Yes, but no one got into it quite as much as you."

"Well, Bowie was all about being different. He thrived on it."

By the way, the song is Suffragette City by David Bowie.