Author's note: Once again, dear readers, I must state that I in no way own or control these characters or songs. I only own my dirty imagination and my OC's. This chapter contains homophobic slurs, boy on boy grinding and some suggestive lyrics.

As stated last chapter, the events are no longer part of Glee canon, but as I'm repeatedly told, this is fan fiction, and I'm most definitely not Ryan Murphy. Pity, that. If I were, Kurt wouldn't be a virgin, Puck wouldn't be trying so hard to prove himself a lady's man, and bullies like Azimio, Jacob Ben Israel and Sue Sylvester would never manage to cause a fraction of the devastation they do and get away with it.

I want to thank my fabulous beta, Ash Knight. If you haven't had a chance to read his story "Ask Me to Stay" you definitely should.


Monday April 18, 2011

After a lengthy bus ride to Dayton, the flight from Dayton to New York was fairly uneventful, but waiting alongside his step-brother for their bags was giving Kurt a stress headache no amount of breathing exercises would take away. Thankfully, the wait for his suitcases was a short one, and once he saw that Noah had retrieved his duffel bag as well, the pair made their way outside to wait for the rest of the team.

"Cherub, what exactly do you have planned? If you're running away the second we hit Manhattan, I hope you'll let me tag along."

"What? And miss my chance to do a duet while having Rachel singing backup for a change? Bite your tongue!" taking pity on the larger teen, Kurt added, "As much as running away with you appeals to my romantic nature, I have something in mind that won't get either of us hunted down by our families." Watching for the rest of the New Directions to emerge from the airport, Kurt whispered in the other's ear: "When Schue hands out our room assignments, I'll let him know about Dad's arrangements. When he objects, he'll probably suggest Finn. Let them argue a bit, and I'll handle the rest."

Chuckling evilly. "Hummel, I never knew you were such a rebel! Damn, I'm so turned on right now!"

"Down, big boy. We're not doing anything yet. Just keep it quiet until we get to the hotel."

As the rest of the New Directions team made their way to the curbside for their bus ride into the city, everyone's excitement rose.

"We're finally here! I can't wait to see the Gershwin Theatre." Rachel

"Whatever." Lauren

"Finn, remember no fighting or stirring up trouble with Kurt" Quinn

"Yo, I wants to see the sites!" Artie

"Boo, you gonna join me for some window shopping?" Mercedes

"Mum said there's a wonderful restaurant in China Town" Mike

"Maybe we can a plastic surgeon to do a lip reduction for Trouty Mouth" Santana

"Did we miss the moon?" Brittany

"Huh?" Everyone

"You know, caught between the moon and New York City. Where were we caught?" Brittany

Twelve face plants later, the bus arrived at the hotel, saving the teens from having to explain things to the sweet, but ditzy blonde.

Once at the hosting hotel, Mr. Schue was quick to pull everyone together for their room assignments.

"All right guys", the curly haired teacher began. "There are three rooms, so girls in one, guys in the second, Jesse and I will take the third. Kurt, I'm only saying this once, with the boys."

"Actually, Mr. Schue" the counter-tenor stated, "my dad made arrangements so I wouldn't have to deal with anyone who is uncomfortable with me in the room at night." at that, Kurt threw a significant look Finn's way.

"You can't stay by yourself, Kurt. I'd feel better if you at least had Finn stay with you."

"What?" the tall teen objected. "Not cool, dude! I can't sleep with Kurt."

"No offence, Mr. Schue. Finn really doesn't feel comfortable with me right now, and that's why my dad made these arrangements. I'm sure Noah wouldn't mind watching out for me if it makes you feel better. Although, to be fair I have to add that Finn will probably complain about that as well."

"Fine, but I'm holding both of you responsible if anything happens, Kurt. Puck keep out of trouble and make sure you're both where you're supposed to be at all times."

"Not to worry Mr. Schue. Noah and I will be fine, and we're all going to win Nationals." the diva enthused. With that, the pair made their way to the elevators, leaving a confused teacher and irritated step-brother in their wake.


Scene

After texting Puck and Kurt, Lauren snuck away from the girls' room and knocked at Kurt's. On entering, the wrestler said: "I know you don't want to do anything to Finn, Kurt, but what are we going to do about Jesse? That guy needs a beat down after what he pulled with auditions."

"Cherub, I hate to say it, but have you seen the way he's creeping on Rachel? I don't want to deal with another heart break from her." the tanned teen added.

"Why do you call him that, Puckerman? I mean the guy's cute, but I can't picture him as a baby with wings." Lauren asked.

"Cherubim are the angelic choir of God, Lauren. My boy is the best singer I've ever heard, and he's beautiful like an angel. Just fits him."

"Right... Back on point though. What about blackmailing the dick? You know, go away, never return, or the pictures and police report gets released."

"I have another idea. Give me the police report and photos that don't show Finn's face. I can get some copies made up, have them given to Mr. Schue."

Smiling wickedly, the powerful girl pulled an envelope out of her bag. "Kurtie, if you get tired of singing, you'll make a truly evil mastermind. Want me to drop this at the front desk? I told the chicks I had to run down to the drug store anyway."

Scene

A plain legal envelope in her bag, Lauren took a brief look around the lobby before making her way to the tourist brochures and maps at the end of the counter away from the concierge.

Pulling the envelope from her bag, she quickly glanced at the address printed.

Mr. William G. Schuester

Coach, New Directions

McKinley High School, Lima, Ohio

Room 1511

Approaching the front desk, Lauren was completely nonchalant as she set the envelope on the desk before she walked over to the clerk.

"Where's the nearest pharmacy? I have to make a run for some female items, if you catch my drift." Lauren snapped at the suddenly flustered man behind the counter. Nothing distracts a man, straight or gay, more than the thought of that time of the month. After she thanked the embarrassed male, she stomped on her way to the gift shop and watched as the befuddled man found the envelope and called up to her teacher's room. After a few minutes, Jesse came down to receive the teacher's envelope. Smirking to himself, Jesse opened the envelope. Lauren watched as the curly haired teen's face betrayed his stunned shock as he saw the pictures contained. Hurriedly, the sandy mopped teen ran to the elevators.

Scene

Back in the girls' room, Santana was singing a song she'd found on you tube.

If I had a penis I'd wear it outside
In cafés and car lots with pomp and with pride
If I had a penis I'd pamper it proper
I'd stay in the tub and use me as a stopper
If I had a penis I'd take it to parties
Stretch it and stroke it and shove it at smarties
I'd take it to pet shows and teach it to stay
I'd stuff it in turkeys on thanksgiving day

I'd rival my buddies in sports cars and stick shifts
I'd shower my spire with girlies and gifts
I'd peek around corners
I'd aim at my toilet
I'd poke it at foreigners
And soap it and oil it
If I had a penis I'd run to my mother
Comb out the hair and compare it to brother
I'd lance her, I'd knight her, my hands would indulge
Pants would seem tighter and buckle and bulge

A penis to plunder, a penis to push
Cause one in the hand is worth one in the bush
A penis to love me, a penis to share...
To pick up and play with when nobody's there

I'd sit like a guy, I'd straddle the chair
I'd play with my fly, albeit with care
I'd dip it in chocolate, I'd stick it in sockets
Go to the movies with hands deep in pockets
I'd stick it in vacuums on vacant verandas
Gas-guzzling bottles and poodles and pandas
And puddles and drain pipes and doggies and ditches,
Pool halls and potholes and bottles and bitches...

Zucchinies and zebras, tomatoes, to-mah-toes,
And pineapples, pumpkins, and gulches and grottos,
And melons and marshmallows...

Gloves and gorillas
Slurpies and slippers
Chinooks and chinchillas...

A penis to plunder, a penis to push
Cause one in the hand is worth one in the bush
A penis to love me, a penis to share...
To pick up and play with when nobody's there

If I had a penis, I'd climb every mountain
I'd force it on females
I'd pee like a fountain...

If I had a penis I'd still be a girl,
But I'd make much more money and conquer the world.
1

Quinn was speechless over the shocking lyrics. Even knowing about Santana and Brittany, the song was unexpected. The rest of the Glee ladies were laughing at the raucous number. Mercedes was actually rolling on the floor with tears running down her face from laughing so hard at her team mates' antics.

At dinner that evening, Schue informed the Gleeks that Jesse had left on a family emergency.

Tuesday April 19, 2011

First thing the next morning, the Gleeks were notified that they would be third in line to perform. After breakfast, they assembled in the Green Room waiting for their turn.

"I still can't believe Jesse just left without saying anything." Rachel protested. "Why wouldn't he have called me?" The Jewish girl was so distracted by her thoughts, that Kurt had to wrap her in his arms to calm her.

"I'm sure he had his reasons, Rachel." Kurt soothed. "Think about what you'd do if your dads called you and said something happened. You would even give up Broadway and you know it." the diva offered. Kurt truly hated that a friend had been hurt, but knew that without Jesse around, Rachel had a better chance to find happiness.

"Guys!" Schue announced. "We're up. Get out there and make yourselves proud."

On stage, Kurt took his place at the piano, while Rachel leaned over his shoulder, their fellow Gleeks had arranged themselves around the couple. As the lights came up, Kurt began playing.

They say we're young and we don't know 2
We won't find out until we're grown

Well I don't know if all that's true
'Cause you got me, and baby I got you

Babe
I got you babe
I got you babe

They say our love won't pay the rent
Before it's earned,
Our money's all been spent

I guess that's so, we don't have a pot
But at least I'm sure
Of all the things we got

Babe
I got you babe
I got you babe

I got flowers in the spring
I got you to wear my ring
And when I'm sad, you're a clown
And if I get scared, you're always around

Don't let them say your hair's too long
'Cause I don't care,
With you I can't go wrong

Then put your little hand in mine
There ain't no hill or mountain
We can't climb

Babe
I got you babe
I got you babe

I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand
I got you to walk with me
I got you to talk with me
I got you to kiss goodnight
I got you to hold me tight
I got you, I won't let go
I got you to love me so
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe

After a thunderous round of applause, the Gleeks set themselves up for their second number. With Kurt still on the piano, Finn on the drums and Artie on the lead guitar, Mercedes and Santana took the leads for their song.

Can you hear them
They talk about us
Telling lies
Well that's no surprise

Can you see them
See right through them
They have no shield
No secrets to reveal

It doesn't matter what they say
In the jealous games people play
Our lips are sealed

Careless talk
Through paper walls
We can't stop them
Only laugh at them

Spreading rumours
So far from true
Dragged up from the underworld
Just like some precious pearl

It doesn't matter what they say
In the jealous games people play
Our lips are sealed

Pay no mind to what they say
It doesn't matter anyway
Our lips are sealed

There's a weapon
We must use
In our defence
Silence

When you look at them
Look right through them
That's when they'll disappear
That's when you'll be feared

Hush, my darling
Don't you cry
Quiet, angel
Forget their lies
3

After a standing ovation, the Gleeks left the stage and broke for lunch. Kurt and Noah waited for the rest of the team to head out before pulling one another in a tight hug.

"I knew you could do it, Cherub. I'm so proud of you."

"I'm proud of all of us, Noah. Even Finn managed to keep it together. After Jesse left, I was dreading him having another meltdown. I just hope he doesn't fall back to his hatred again."

Upon reaching the restaurant, the teens stopped a moment to look for their team before walking in.

"Kurt? Kurt Hummel?" a tall ginger man stopped the pair.

"Do I... Uncle Michael! What are you doing in New York?" Throwing his arms around his mum's twin brother, Kurt felt the same sense of peace that he remembered whenever Elizabeth held him.

"Calm yourself, Acushla. 4 I'm in town for business. By the way, I got to see your performance. You're every bit as talented as your mum." Turning to Puck, "So, is this your young man?"

"Uncle Michael, this is my good friend, Noah Puckerman. Noah, this is my uncle, Michael Campbell."

"Why don't the two of you join me for lunch?" the Irishman offered. "We have so much catching up to do." Offering a well-manicured hand to his nephew, Michael turned to the hostess and asked for a private table. "Your voices were nothing short of magical, Kurt. I do hope you won't take this as an insult... You remind me so much of Elizabeth." Blinking back a tear, the Irishman offered a loving smile to the counter-tenor.

"Sir, do you plan on staying the week?" Noah asked. "The judges will be making their decision on Thursday, but we're free until then. Kurt's told me a lot about you."

"Not too much, I hope, Madrean!" 5 Michael laughed, as he looked to his nephew. "And I fear I won't be able to stay that long this trip, but I would love to take you and your boyfriend to dinner tonight."

"Uncle, we aren't dating." Kurt tried to explain.

"Why ever not? You each clearly care about one another a great deal." the older man stated.

"It's complicated." Kurt said, sheepishly. "I just broke up with someone else, then Noah appeared in my life suddenly and I'm trying to take it slow and see how things develop."

"That's quite understandable, my boy. What do you lads want to do after graduation?" he segued. Chatting amiably, the trio were enjoying lunch together as Will Schuester approached their table.

"Guys, what's going on? You're supposed to be with the team."

"Sorry, Mr. Schue. This is my uncle, Michael Campbell. He wanted a chance to chat before he leaves to go back to Ireland." Nodding his understanding, the curly haired teacher walked back to the rest of his team. Finn, having seen the exchange, looked angry at seeing Kurt with Puck and another man.

After lunch, the Gleeks assembled back in the girls' room. Finn had an annoyed look on his face, even with Quinn hanging on his arm like a limpet.

When Kurt and Puck walked into the room, Finn could no longer hold himself back.

"Who was that old dude, Kurt? You getting yourself and Puck on a casting couch now?" the tall teen asked bitterly.

"Finn!" Schuester exclaimed. "That was completely out of line! You need to apologize to your brother and the team for that."

"First of all, big brother" Kurt snapped angrily. "The 'old dude' is my uncle. As in my mum's twin brother. What you're suggesting was offensive and disgusting." With that, the pale teen turned on his heel and stormed out of the room in a snit that left even Rachel Berry impressed. Opening his mobile, Kurt was quick to call his dad to explain what just happened.

"He actually accused me of trying to sleep with Uncle Michael, Dad. He thought that I would do something so despicable and that I was trying to take Noah down that road with me!" Sobbing, the male soprano stumbled into his room and collapsed on his bed, Noah following only a few steps behind. Pulling the phone from Kurt's trembling hand, the Jewish teen was quick to add, "Mr. H, I'll get Kurt to calm down, but if he has to talk to Finn right now, it won't be pretty. Hell, I'm tempted to rearrange that idiot's face. Nah, I won't mess with him, don't worry about that. If Finn comes near us, though, I will punch his lights out." Closing Kurt's mobile, Puck wrapped the slender teen in a calming embrace. When his own phone vibrated in his pocket, Puck had received a text from Lauren.

"Ask f he wnts me 2 spll bns. L."

"Easy Cherub. Lauren is ready to pull the plug on Finnessa. Your call."

"If I say yes, I'm no better than he is, Noah. But if I say no, it only gets worse, doesn't it?" Outside, rain was lashing against the windows. "Tell her I asked her not to. I'm going to let Dad handle this."

"I'll also text Aretha and tell her to keep quiet too, then. Tell you what. After I tell them to lay off the jerk, how 'bout a massage to help you relax? I'm pretty good at them."

"That sounds lovely, Noah. And thank you." Taking off his shirt and lying down on the bed, Kurt soon felt his boyfriend's strong hands working away knots in his shoulders and upper back, while the former bad boy was straddling his hips.

As Noah's hands worked there way down Kurt's spine, the smaller teen's stiff muscles started to smooth out. As the diva's tense muscles began easing, the Glock soon realized that other tensions were making themselves known. His own aching erection began pressing against his zipper as Kurt began moaning wantonly at the pleasure his body was receiving.

"Yum." the counter-tenor moaned. "Where did you learn to do that? It feels amazing." Just as those words left his mouth, Kurt realized that his boyfriend was hard against his backside.

"Cherub, I'm sorry. I know you're not ready for anything like this..." Noah started to leave, but as soon as he had lifted away from Kurt, the smaller male turned onto his back and grabbed the Mohawked teen and pulled him down for a passionate kiss.

"You know what, Puck," Kurt growled into Noah's mouth, "talking is vastly overrated right now. Shut up." Lightly yanking Noah's ears, Kurt silenced any further discussion with another languid kiss. Thrusting upward, the slender teen made his own pleasure known as his trouser covered erection rubbed against Noah's.

Lost in sensation, Noah could only try to keep pace with his lover's grinding. Supporting most of his weight with one arm, the jock ran his free hand along Kurt's chest, as they rode out their aching needs. With each thrust, Noah found himself closer and closer to orgasm.

Flipping them over, Kurt began rutting into Noah's groin with a ferocity that swiftly had Noah's breathing ragged. Looking into each other's lust blown eyes, the teens locked lips once more for a hard kiss as they shuddered to climax.

"Shower?" Kurt suggested with a bright smile.


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On Thursday, the New Directions team got their results. While they had performed quite well, they didn't make the top ten. Missing from the team were Finn, Kurt and Puck, who had left the day before when an angry Burt Hummel came for his sons. Puck decided to go too, in case Mr. Hummel needed any help, mostly keeping Kurt from killing Finn. For his own part, Finn managed to glare almost non-stop the entire trip, still blaming everything on Kurt.

"I can't begin to tell you how disappointed in you I am." Carole railed at her son. "You had no call to say those things to or about Kurt. Go to your room, Mister. And I want that room spotless before dinner. I've had it!" the normally calm and loving woman yelled.

Seeing Finn storm into his room, Kurt made a split-second decision to face his step-brother one last time and try to put things to rest. Knocking at the open door, Kurt stayed in the hallway as Finn took his time turning around to face him.

"I really don't understand why you're blaming me, Finn. What did I ever do to you that you'd hate me so much? You once said that I couldn't take no for an answer, but when did I push you for anything? Yes, I had a crush on you once. But that is all it was, a crush, and I never touched you or said anything to you to make you do anything. Please help me understand." Eyes shining with unshed tears, the counter-tenor could only look on as the taller teen continued his angry trashing of his room.

"You don't know? How about how you were stalking me all the time. Or when you made Rachel look like a clown hooker. How you made that room we were gonna share into some sex den! What about all the times I got slushied and had to take all the crap from the other jocks because I live with you!"

His face turning hard, Kurt interrupted "Oh, you poor baby! Someone who never laid a finger on you, someone who, for a brief moment saw you as being worthy and worthwhile, so now I'm a stalker! Someone who actually looked up to you, because you showed ONE BLOODY MOMENT OF KINDNESS, and thought you were better than the other Neanderthals, and you get all pissy about how your reputation is suffering because you just once didn't follow that pack of brain dead barbarians you call your friends in tormenting me? You know what, Finnegan?" Kurt snapped, knowing how much the over-tall teenager hated his full first name, "you're not even worth the effort it takes to try to understand you. And as for all those accusations of sexual harassment? I'll break it down for the idiot who didn't even know that he couldn't get a girl pregnant without actually having sex. Sex requires some form of human contact, and the only contact I've ever had with you that was unconsenting was when you and your damned, precious jock arse holes hit me, pushed me or threw me in the trash! And I don't for one instant think that even you could call that sex, you moron! I'll say this one last time, so make damned sure you listen. Stay the hell out of my life, out of my business and out of my friendships. I don't care what issues you have any more, and I don't care if someone finally knocks some sense into that stupid growth on top of your neck. I won't take any more abuse from you." With a final glare, the slender male turned and walked angrily into his own room, slamming the door, just as a blast of lightning split the skies above their home.

As the pale boy sat at his vanity, a white owl silently landed on his window ledge, obviously seeking shelter from the pouring rain. Looking at the ghostly bird, Kurt quickly lost his anger at seeing a wise pair of eyes looking into his own.

"I really hope you don't come in here and make a mess." he muttered to the beautiful owl sitting on his open window. The bird just shook its feathers and settled quietly, apparently snoozing.

A moments later, a gentle knock sounded at his door, startling the boy and the bird from their introspections. As the bird flew off, Carole's soft voice sounded. "Sweetie, can I come in?" Opening the door to his step-mother, Kurt allowed himself to be wrapped in a warm hug.

"Your father and I heard most of that, Kurt. I wish I knew why Finn is the way he is, and I really wish I knew how to fix things so you wouldn't have to put up with that. What he did and said was awful, and I want you to know that we don't for an instant believe anything wrong about you." she murmured as she gently stroked the crying teen's hair. "Burt is having another talk with Finn right now. If there's anything you think might help us figure him out, I really want to know."

"I really wish I could help you, Carole. As I told Finn, I don't understand why he is the way he is, and I've tried to be his brother and his friend, only to be pushed away again and again. I'm sorry about the language I used, but I'm not sorry that I told him off."

"Hush now, Sweetie." she soothed. "You could have said a lot worse, and we all know it. The problem isn't that you said those things, it's that he deserved every word of it. That has us angry, but at him." Pulling her step-son tighter, Carole looked out the window. "Would you look at that. I guess even the worst storms pass after a while. Maybe Finn's attitude will too. Now, if you want to, it's fine with us if you want to spend some time with your friend."

"I think I'll take you up on that. Thanks." he said, smiling. "I just want you to know that in my heart you're my second mum." Leaving Carole with a smile, the counter-tenor grabbed his things and left.

As soon as Kurt was in his Navigator, he called Noah, and explained what went down.

"Come on over, Cherub." the former sex shark said. "You can help me cook for Ma and Sarah."

Closing his mobile, the slender teen drove off, not seeing the owl flying in the opposite direction. As the bird approached a large house a few miles away, it winged softly to land at the base of a rowan tree. With a flash of shimmering gold, where the snowy owl once stood, now there was a lightly muscled young man of ginger hair and glasz eyes.

Pulling his mobile from his pocket, the teen swiftly dialled a number with an Irish exchange. When the call was picked up, he said without waiting for a greeting, "It's worse than we feared, Da. He aspected the Thunderer again, after his step-brother made him angry." Listening to the voice on the other side, he added, "No, I don't think he's in danger just now. We do need to keep a closer eye on him and possibly intervene soon. I can't believe Aunt Elizabeth's husband would allow this to go unchecked."

Closing his mobile, the Druid went inside to begin making arrangements for his human presence in his cousin's life. Leafing through his paperwork, he swiftly looked up the phone number for the Allen County School Board.

"Good afternoon." he greeted politely, his Irish accent lilting. "My name is Ronan Campbell, and I'd like to schedule an appointment to transfer my scholastic credits to attend McKinley High School. I shall be a senior in the autumn term. Yes, I can be there in an hour. Thank you for your time."


Songs and translations:

1 "If I Had a Penis" - Uncle Bonzai (italics – Santana singing bold – Brittany bold italics Santana and Brittany) You really should hear this one performed. I saw it live several years ago, and it was hysterical!

2 "I Got You Babe" - Sonny & Cher (italics – Rachel singing bold – Kurt bold italics – Kurt and Rachel)

3 Our Lips Are Sealed – The Go Gos Santana – italics Mercedes – bold Everyone – bold italics

4 Dear One – Irish

5 Little fox – Irish

Author's note: Seven chapters in, and we've finally met Ronan. For those who noticed the owl in earlier chapters and wondered at his significance, now you know. You (and Kurt) will be seeing a lot more of him as the story unfolds.

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