A/N: Eeep thanks for the reviews guys. It never ceases to amaze me that people like my story. And thanks to all who pointed out that it was a bit out of character for Puck to just admit he liked Rachel. I'd fix it, but like I said before I'd lose all the reviews and all of those make me smile so I'm not doing that. Oh and I giggled insanely writing the Finn, Puck scene that you'll read soon. I thought it sounded insanely sexual xD P.S-Wednesday's episode of glee kinda screwed up everyone's puckleberry stories eh? Ok here's the chapter : D

Quinn plopped down next to Finn, in an even worse mood than usual.

"What's wrong" Finn asked, placing an arm around his girlfriend's shoulders.

"Puck was dared by the Neanderthals on the football team to ask Berry out. And he did it."

Finn's eyes hardened and his blood boiled. He knew that Puck would do this to her. He was going to kill his best friend. It pissed him off that Puck thought he could get away with all this. Other girls, whatever. Santana, double whatever. Not Rachel.

"I'll be right back" Finn gritted his teeth, and stood up.

"Finn! You're not going to do anything stupid are you" Quinn snapped. If Finn got his ass beat she so wasn't going to hold any ice pack anywhere it needed to be. He would have gotten himself into it. Rachel Berry wasn't really worth all the fuss. If she could handle a slushie thrown in her face, she could handle all of this stuff.

"No. I'm just going to do something that should have been done a long time ago" He simply stated, headed for the doors. He walked out of them and made a sound that sounded faintly like a growl when he saw Puck straight ahead. He charged for him, pushing the boy with the Mohawk.

Puck stumbled forward, and spun around about to pound whoever pushed him. He raised his eyebrows when he saw Finn. "What the hell is your problem" Puck yelled, stepping closer to his 'friend.'

Finn stepped closer, pushing Puck full force. "My problem is that I told you not to hurt her! And you did anyway" He yelled right back.

"Right so this is all for Rachel? What about Quinn, Finn" Puck demanded. He had a short fuse, and it was just about blown. He was shaking, trying to keep his emotions under control.

"Quinn even said you shouldn't have done what you did" Finn argued, waiting to hear Puck out before he did anything drastic. Puck did use to be a really good friend until Finn joined Glee and all hell broke loose.

Puck scoffed. "Quinn's also a pregnant hormonal bitch" He said, shrugging.

"Shut up" Finn yelled. He pulled his arm back, without thinking, and in a swift easy motion punched his best friend in the face. Well, ex best friend he figured. He did just punch him.

Puck's eyes were blazing when he looked up at Finn. He could taste the blood in his mouth, and snapped. Kind of like the hulk. Only worse. He flung himself forward, tackling Finn to the ground. He hadn't had a good fight in weeks and he had a lot of pent up feelings to get out of his system. He mocked Finn's earlier movements, punching Finn square in the jaw. He wanted to see him bleed. That made him a terrible person but he didn't care. He was pissed.

Finn struggled underneath Puck, trying to take over in the situation. He pushed Puck off of him, rolling over so he was on top.[-giggles insanely-] He punched Puck a couple more times before jumping to his feet. He kicked Puck in the side. Not hard enough to do serious damage but hard enough to hurt like hell.

People were starting to circulate, getting their phone's out to tape the scene. Some people made bets, while others laughed. Kurt watched in horror, digging his head into Mercedes' shoulder. He didn't want to watch. One of them was going to get seriously hurt. Mercedes on the other hand was laughing and clapping, cheering Puck on.

As Finn started to walk away Puck grabbed his foot, sending him straight into the ground. He stood up this time, brushing himself off. He leaned down, so Finn could get a good look at him. "Next time, don't start anything with me" Puck growled. He was about to stand up when Finn did the unthinkable. He jerked his knee up in a quick movement, kneeing Puck where no man ever wanted to get kneed.

Puck doubled over in pain, groaning a little bit. There goes the baby maker. Finn stood up, shaking his head slightly "Stay away from Rachel." He limped away, back into the cafeteria as Puck was left on the ground.

"Oh snap" Mercedes said, rushing to Puck's side. "Yo, do you need some help?"

"No, no I'm good. Just…let me lay here for a while" Puck winced. Damn Finn. He was going to get him back for this.

"What's going on" A horrified voice asked. Puck turned his head to see Rachel, and Mr. Schuester. Great.

"My man Puck just got kneed in forbidden land" Mercedes said, standing next to Kurt.

"And kicked in his side" Kurt jumped in.

"And punched in his face" Mike laughed. He'd stayed behind while the other members of the crowd dispersed.

Rachel kneeled down by Puck, running a hand through his Mohawk trying to be comforting. She was angry with him, but she knew how much pain he had to be in. "You always seem to be in the incredibly wrong place at the most reprehensible of times with that cell phone, don't you Mike" She asked, looking at him with serious eyes.

Mike looked at his cell phone, then back at Rachel and shut it shamefully. Puck and Finn were his friends and Rachel was right. He shouldn't be getting a kick out of this. "Yeah- Sorry."

"Don't apologize to me" Rachel said, looking back at Puck.

Mike sighed "Sorry dude. Listen, I'll check on you later." He turned around and looked over his shoulder one last time before retreating to the cafeteria to find Britney.

"Can you walk, or do you need assistance" Rachel asked Puck, still running her hand over his Mohawk. She knew it obviously wouldn't help much with his pain, but she hoped it was helping with his anger.

Puck's abhor towards Finn dissolved upon hearing Rachel's soft voice. Even when she was angry she sounded perfect. When Puck told Kurt he had feelings for Rachel he wasn't exactly lying. He could like her. He didn't know what he was feeling, actually. Other than pain in the groin area. "I got it" He mumbled, sitting up, biting back his pain. Why did it always have to be so sensitive down there?

"Who did this to you Puck" Mr. Schuester demanded.

Puck groaned, not because of his pain "It was just us guys being guys. I punched him back."

"Noah" Rachel scolded.

"Yeah well Puck gave it to Finn's jealous ass" Mercedes said happily.

Mr. Schuester eyed her "Language Mercedes."

"Right. My bad" She interjected, looking off to the side.

Rachel looked closely at Puck. She grabbed his face in both hands, and he winced. "I'm sorry…You were fighting Finn?!"

Puck sighed "He started it."

"Well I have no choice but to give you both detention" Mr. Schuester said, looking at his student apologetically. He left then, to go find Finn and give him the detention as well.

Rachel looked up at Kurt "Kurt will you go get some ice? I think he's going to need it…desperately." Kurt nodded and scurried off. Rachel turned her attention back to Puck and shook her head.

"I don't approve" She scolded, running her hands carefully along his new bruises.

Puck set a hand on her leg, gently squeezing "I'm sorry."

"I'm sure you are" Rachel said softly, looking for any other visible bruises. She wanted to check and make sure he wasn't too badly beaten up.

"There is one bruise you could ch-" Puck started.

Rachel covered his mouth with her hand "Do not even probe me with that question." He nodded, smirking behind her hand. She slowly removed it, allowing him to speak once again.

"I meant my side" Puck finished.

Rachel looked around to make sure no one was in sight. She didn't want Puck's reputation to be 'ruined.' "Fine. Lift your shirt up" She ordered, waiting.

"A little eager there Rachel" Puck asked, lifted an eyebrow suggestively. Rachel glared at him and poked him hard in the side.

"Damnit" He grumbled in pain.

"I don't want to see some white boy's abs. I'm walking away now" Mercedes said, walking off, making Puck laugh. When he saw that she was out of sight, he pulled his shirt effortlessly over his head, and threw it to the ground by him.

Rachel looked Puck up and down in awe for a moment then snapped out of her daze, observing his side closely. She almost winced at the bruise that was forming. It would be big, and it would hurt like hell. She was glad it wasn't her.

Kurt reappeared moments later, holding ice in his hand. "Well then," He said dramatically, fanning his face.

Puck crossed his arms over his chest, a little embarrassed to have Kurt looking at him shirtless.

Kurt scoffed "Please my conceited friend, I don't find you appealing in anyway. There are hotter guys."

Puck rolled his eyes. "Hotter than me? I doubt it. I'm a st-Ah! God Damnit Rachel, stop poking me so hard" He growled, looking hard at her.

"Stop being so arrogantly rude" She said simply, running her fingers along his skin looking for more bruises. She felt Puck shiver but assumed it was just the cold getting to him.

"It's not my obligation to be checking you for major injuries. If the cold is bothering you, you can put your shirt back on" Rachel suggested, pulling her hands away from his chest. There was nothing wrong with him other than the huge bruise he'd have the next day, and his god like qualities.

Kurt looked down shamefully, shaking his head at his friend's inexperience. Puck looked up at him and chuckled "Ever think your hands can do magical things?"

Rachel's eyes snapped to Puck and she jumped away from him "Put your shirt on. It's an order, now!"

Kurt laughed and clapped his hands. He helped Rachel stand up, grabbing her by the shoulders. "It's ok Rach. Your mind went to the gutter for a second, and it's ok."

"Shut up Kurt" She snapped, tapping her foot impatiently. She was so disappointed in herself. She never let her mind wander to such vulgar thoughts. She also never day dreamed about her hands on Noah Puckerman's…

"I feel light headed" She whined, leaning onto Kurt for support.

"Whoa. Are you ok, mon amie" He asked, saying the last two words in French. He felt it made a good emphasis.

More thoughts swarmed into Rachel's head and she shook her head "I am no where near ok." I'm a horrible person. A horrible performer. A horrible Jewish woman. She leaned into Kurt even more and he held her at the best of his capability.

"Uh, I'm more talent then brawn. Would you care to take over" Kurt asked Puck, as Puck pulled his sweatshirt on.

Puck eyed Rachel carefully "What's wrong with her?"

"She feels faint I guess" Kurt said, practically shoving Rachel into Puck's arms.

Puck groaned at the contact made with his side. Rachel Berry was going to kill him one way or another. "What do I do?"

Kurt rolled his eyes "Take her home genius." He looked Puck in the eyes and mouthed the next part. "You'll win her over."

Puck sighed, but nodded in understanding. He did sort of possibly want this after all.

Rachel was only slightly in her right mind. She could hear Kurt and Puck talking but wasn't really understanding anything. Maybe she should have eaten that morning. And maybe she should have pushed the first sexual thought out of her mind when it first came to her. God she was a prude.

A thought came to her as she realized how she was reacting. If she did this just by thinking about sexual related topics, what would she do when she was actually doing sexual things.

Oh god.

Ok guys. Glee pissed me off. Because Quinn called puck a NOT lima loser. Whore. XD. Oh and the fight scene I wrote before the episode. So it was original. And sorry if I made our dear Rachel almost too prudish. I couldn't resist. : D