I'll be honest, I struggled with this. I just thought Finn was such a total douche throughout the entirety of Pot O' Gold, so I may have made him a bit more on an ass than he was in this one shot but whatever, it's how I'm getting my emotions out.

So this is set just after Finn shoots Blaine down in the choir room. I really think the three of them need a confrontation. I think this will be the only one shot I write for Pot O' Gold unless I suddenly get a flash of inspiration.

Hope you enjoy, if you need me I'll be sitting in the corner of my room rocking and waiting for Tuesday...

Still don't own Glee, Kurt, Blaine or Finn. Etc.

Finn vs. Blaine.

"Hold on." Kurt grabbed Finn's arm lightly and resisted the urge to twist it hard. Giving his step brother a Chinese burn right now wasn't the answer, no matter how tempting it was.

"Dude, what? I said I'd help Da-Burt at the garage after glee."

"Well, dude," Kurt spat, "for once in your life you are going to have to put me before my Dad. We need to have a talk." He looked over to where Blaine stood near the door, biting his lip. The room had by now cleared and Finn sighed.

"I'm not gonna apologise." Finn was sullen, like a ten year old told off for taunting his little sister.

Kurt gritted his teeth and walked over to Blaine, picking up his hand and leading him over to where Finn towered over the two of them. He didn't scare Kurt OR Blaine, Finn was a gentle giant even if he did sometimes say stupid ass things. But what he'd done that day, in fact what he'd been doing to Blaine ever since they started Senior year was unacceptable, and Kurt wasn't about to stand idle by and watch his boyfriend be bullied by Finn.

Because to a certain extent that's what he felt like his step brother was doing.

"Yes you fucking are, Finn. I don't know what Blaine has done to offend you when he's never been anything but polite and kind to you, but you need to cut it out." His voice softened slightly as he glanced over at Blaine's kind, confused face. He was always so open with his emotions, so honest. He wore his heart on his sleeve and even though it got him in trouble a lot, it was something Kurt loved about him. "I...I love Blaine. Very much. He's a really important part of my life now, and so are you, Finn. I need you to get along. Please."

"No. I'm sorry, Kurt. I love you, you know that. I love you as much as I could ever love a real brother, but Blaine is trying to take my spot, he's trying to steal my thunder. It's MY spot, Kurt. The one I've spend the past two years working for." Finn gritted his teeth.

"Blaine is RIGHT HERE." Kurt yelled back, angry again, "so you could at least have just a little tiny bit of respect and talk to him rather than about him!"

"Fine. You want me to talk to him, I will." Finn turned his attention to Blaine. "Blaine, you're ok. You make Kurt happy and that's important. Kurt hasn't been happy for a long time. Now he is, with you and that's great. But in all honesty, dude, I think you were better at the Warblers. We're too different, and so far you don't really blend with us. All you want is the spotlight, MY spotlight. I'm not letting anyone take it away from me, I've been given too much flak at this school for it already and I won't let that be for nothing. You waltz in here in your bow ties and your short pants and you just take the solos. They aren't yours to take, Blaine! You haven't earned a place on this team yet. That's what I've been trying to tell you. For all we know you could be sabotaging us, it wouldn't be the first time someone's boyfriend had done that to us..."

"How dare you compare Rachel's seedy little fling with Jesse St. James to what I have with Blaine. Jesse was an asshole who wanted to win a show choir competition, Blaine saved my life..." Kurt trailed off, trembling with anger.

Blaine, meanwhile, let go of Kurt's hand. He had had enough. He had listened to Finn for weeks ragging on him and giving him shit and he was sick and tired of hearing untrue, hurtful, idiotic things over and over again, because he'd been through worse and he wasn't going back to feeling like crap all the time.

"Listen, Finn." Blaine swallowed hard. "I love singing. I love it so much, and right now there's only one thing in the entire world that I love more than performing." At this Blaine glanced over at Kurt, his eyes threatening to overflow, but his jaw tight and angry. "Him. Kurt. That guy who was under your radar for most of the time you've known him. I love him so much. But he's not gonna be here forever. In nine or so months he'll be going to New York. I'll be alone again. I've always been alone before I had Kurt, I can probably manage to deal with it again. As long as I have singing. Because performing is something that I have used to survive, Finn. This isn't something I use for extra credit, or to get a boyfriend. This is my escape, before Kurt came along I was miserable. I was being beaten up, I was being teased, I wound up in hospital. The only thing that stopped me from killing myself," both other boys flinched at his blunt use of words, "was music, was performing. I don't WANT your solos, Finn! How hard is that to wrap your fucking brain around? I sing because I love it, because it saved me as much as Kurt did. It's like breathing for me, and I am sorry if I have ever made you think I want your fucking top spot in the glee club. I don't. I just sing. It's what I do, at one point it was all I had in the world to call my own. And for the record I will never betray you, I am not a spy and I don't intend on going back to Dalton, no matter how miserable you are trying to make me, Finn. Like I've said numerous times, I adore Kurt and I would never ever do anything to intentionally hurt a hair on his head. I am not like Jesse, or anyone else who has ever sabotaged this club. I am here because I love my boyfriend and I was sick and tired of running away. Do I miss Dalton? Yes I do, because no one would ever speak to me in such a condescending way that you just did. But I do like it here, and if you could stop giving me shit every time I open my mouth in that choir room I think I'd like it even more. I think you and I could be friends." Blaine's breathing was heavy and unmeasured by the time he finished. He felt Kurt curl his hand back into his and he gripped it hard, shifting a little closer to his boyfriend.

"Don't play the sympathy card with me, I don't buy it, Blaine." Finn snorted, though Kurt suspected his bravado was to cover up the fact he felt like a bit of a jerk. "Run home to your rich daddy and get him to buy you a recording contract."

Blaine leaned down and picked up his shoulder bag. "I won't stand here and be insulted by you, Finn. I've spent the whole of high school being put down and I'm not going back there again. Oh and as for my daddy, he may be fairly well off but he knows I'm gay and he'll never truly accept me into his heart, in fact I'm pretty damn sure he stopped loving me when I turned thirteen and came out. So stop making assumptions about this 'perfect life' you seem to think I lead." Blaine turned on his heel without a backward glance, not even at Kurt.

Kurt just looked at Finn for several long seconds. "I love you, Finn but you need to wake up. That was fucking unacceptable, what you just did. He's been through worse things than I can even imagine, and you go and say things like that to him?" Kurt picked up his own bag and gave Finn one of his well trained bitch-you-in-trouble faces, before leaving the room, hurrying to find Blaine.

It didn't take long. Kurt walked down a couple of the hallways before seeing Blaine sat on the grimy floor, leaning against his locker. As he walked up it reminded him of prom night.

It made him think of something else too. Blaine had mentioned him leaving for New York at the end of the school year. He sighed as he imagined Blaine on his own at McKinley. The thought made his stomach hurt.

"Hey." Kurt said softly, walking up to where Blaine sat. Blaine barely looked up, but he nodded. Kurt dumped his bag and took a seat beside his boyfriend, ignoring the fact that the floor was disgusting.

When he was on a level with Blaine he saw that tears were dripping down his face, and that made his heart break as he watched the droplets run down his cheeks and fall onto his red checkered shirt.

"Baby, no don't cry, please." Kurt whispered, putting an arm around his shoulder and hugging him to his chest tightly.

"Why does he hate me?" Blaine whispered, gripping Kurt tightly as if he was the only lifeline he had in the world. "I know I'm overreacting, but why does he shout at me every time I open my mouth? I'm afraid to contribute anything in glee now because I know whatever it is Finn will find a reason to hate me for it."

"He doesn't hate you. Finn's funny about things. But he's totally wrong and I'm beyond mad at him right now. I'm on your side. I will always be on your side. You've got me, you've got Rachel, no matter how mad I am at her right now I know she really likes you. Brittany too, if Santana would let her out of her sight long enough." Blaine laughed half-heartedly through his tears.

Blaine moved closer to Kurt and held him tighter still. Kurt seemed tense.

"Blaine...?" Blaine nodded. "I just...I wouldn't blame you...if you...well if you wanted to leave McKinley. Go back to Dalton, I mean. I'd probably cry for about a week, but...I'd understand. I want you to be happy and I'm scared you aren't here."

Out of all the things Blaine had expected to come out of Kurt's mouth, that definitely was NOT one of them. "Kurt..." He begun, sniffing a little. Kurt leaned up and wiped a couple of stray tears away from Blaine's wet cheeks. "I love you. I love McKinley. It's so fun. I know we can fun. I love it here, all of us just dancing and going crazy, the boys and the girls together. I really do like it. But most of all, I love being with you. I would never just abandon you like that. My heart is here. Well, actually, it's here." Blaine pointed to Kurt's chest, who giggled. "Where you are is right for me. And apart from Finn, I'm getting on ok. I'm looking forward to getting to know everyone a little better. I still believe this is the right thing."

"I'm going to talk to Finn again tonight, ok?" Kurt leaned against Blaine, still gripping him. He was the best person Kurt had ever met and sometimes it made Kurt's heart hurt because he was too good, too kind, too wonderful for him.

"Thank you." Blaine whispered, leaning his forehead on Kurt's gently. His eyes were still bright with tears and he still shook a little from his confrontation and Finn still seemed to hate his guts, but he knew they'd be ok.