Here's a super-ultra-special-exclusive-alternate beginning for you all, especially those who love cracky fics:

"You two are going on a date today," said Sue from her usual place inside a monitor.

"What about the mission?" asked Kurt.

"Your mission is to go on a date, Porcelain," said Sue with a huff.

"But... Why?" asked Blaine.

"Because the Klainers reading this fanfic will murder the author if they don't get some fluff soon."

"What?" chorused Blaine and Kurt, both looking incredibly confused.

"Never mind! Just go!" said Sue hurriedly.

Disclaimer: Nope. Don't own it.


Blaine checked his phone several times before sighing and giving into the fact that Kurt was not going to text him today. He shifted through his closet restlessly before finally deciding on a striped cardigan paired with a pink bow tie. You can never go wrong with a good bow tie, thought Blaine. He smiled after he put on the outfit and headed out.

To his surprise, he arrived at the office before Kurt. He grew even more worried when Sue flickered to life on the computer screen and Kurt had yet to arrive. Sue however, was not concerned. "Porcelain will get here," she said.

Sure enough, Kurt arrived panting in the doorway a few minutes later. "I'm sorry!" Kurt gasped, "I was getting dressed and I couldn't find-" Blaine tuned out the rest of what he said because WOW. Blaine wasn't sure how Kurt could have gotten those pants on. They must have been- HAD to have been painted on. Not to mention the designer T-shirt Kurt was wearing that hugged him in all the write places. Blaine let a small sigh escape.

"Well, I'm sorry if I can't get here on time every day!" said Kurt angrily, misunderstanding Blaine's sigh.

"No, no sorry! It's fine really!" squeaked Blaine.

Kurt crossed his arms and sat down in the chair next to Blaine. "What's the mission?" he asked.

Sue smiled. "You're going on a date."

"Wait- us together?" asked Blaine.

"No, Curly, Kurt's going on a date with me. Of course you," said Sue sarcastically.

"But… why?" asked Kurt. Blaine felt his heart sink a little at the reluctance in Kurt's voice.

"It's a mentor's job to get to know his student, Porcelain. And you two need an excuse to jump each other anyway. The sexual tension could be cut with a knife," huffed Sue.

Blaine and Kurt turned an identical shade of maroon. "O-okay," Blaine finally forced out.

"Great. Dismissed!" Sue said with a clap of her hands.


"Hey… Kurt?" asked Blaine timidly.

"What!" snapped Kurt, whirling to face Blaine. His face immediately softened when he saw the vulnerability in Blaine's face. They were standing right in front of the elevator to exit the building, neither willing to step into an enclosed space with just the two of them.

"I just… Never mind," said Blaine.

"No wait! I'm sorry, I'm just in a bad mood today. Please don't block me out," said Kurt.

"About what Sue said…" said Blaine.

"Sexual tension that could be cut with a knife?" Kurt quoted, a wry smile on his face.

"Yah," said Blaine, a blush returning to his face, "Is it- Do you- er…"

"Yes?" Kurt urged.

"Kurt I-"

Kurt glanced over at Blaine who had suddenly fallen silent. His blue eyes widened when he saw that the shorter man was staring at him. Behind them, the elevator dinged and opened, but was ignored. Slowly, ever so slowly, Blaine leaned forward until their lips touched. His mouth was soft and warm and everything Kurt wanted. He felt himself stiffen. He couldn't do this- not after- no. Slowly he pushed Blaine away.

"I'm sorry- I just- I can't," Kurt stumbled for words, desperately trying not to look at Blaine, who's face had crumpled. He had to leave. He had to get out, away from Blaine. Away from the kiss. Away from the feelings. That wretched coil of NEED that was stirring inside of him. He pushed past Blaine and ran towards the stairs.

"Kurt, wait!" he heard Blaine call after him. Kurt ignored him, blocking out the hurt in Blaine's voice. He took the stairs two at a time. Behind him, he heard Blaine's heavy footsteps as he stumbled down the stairs after him.

I'm sorry, Blaine he thought, I'm sorry.


Outside, the thick layer of clouds had darkened, and the few droplets of water that fell from the sky multiplied until the rain began to fall into sheets.

Blaine didn't care. He ignored the rain that soaked his clothes and stomped through puddles that ruined his shoes in his determination to follow Kurt. The pail man could be barely seen through the thick downpour of rain.

Blaine reached out and grasped the edge of Kurt's coat. "Kurt, stop. Tell me what's wrong," he said. He had to raise his voice over the pounding of the rain.

To his relief Kurt turned back to look at him. His face was streaked with tears, or rain, or both. "Do I have to?" Kurt's voice sounded broken and Blaine inhaled sharply.

"No, no. Just, forget I did that, okay? Forget I kissed you."

Kurt stared into Blaine's hazel eyes. They were warm and understanding. "Blaine-" Kurt choked out.

"You don't have to. It's okay," said Blaine.

"It's not that I don't like you," said Kurt, "I'm just messed up, okay? I don't go well with other people."

"I think you go well with me," murmured Blaine. The sentence could barley be heard because of the rain. His eyes were down cast and wet droplets of rain clung to his lashes. A slight pink coloring spread across his cheeks. Dark curls of hair were plastered to his for head from the force of the rain.

"Blaine," Kurt said again.

"What?" asked Blaine. He dared up at Kurt again. The taller man was looking at him in a way that was so intense it sent shivers down his spine.

"I think it's time I told you about Sebastian."


So there yah have it! Our very first Klaine kiss. I feel so bad for Blaine T.T

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