Alright, so here's the first part of the chapter! The rest should be ready by early to mid December. Sorry for my crappy updating guys. By the way, I just posted a new Klaine story! It's called 'Welcome To My Life' and in it Kurt and Blaine were switched at birth. If you're interested check it out sometime. In other news, I made a fanfic community for Klaine entitled 'Everything is Klaine and nothing hurts'. It's basically all crazy, different Klaine stories. If you would like to suggest one please do so! And don't forget to subscribe!

Disclaimer: How many times do I have to say it? I. Do. Not. Own. Glee.

Blaine Anderson's fashionable shoes clicked just so against the hard floor as he rushed down the hallway in search of his better half. Over the sea of heads it was difficult to see much, and if he called out he probably wouldn't be heard above the rest of the din anyways, so he settled for finding a familiar hairdo and working from there. It didn't take an eagle eye to find the perfectly coiffed style, held firmly in place thanks to the generous (and frequent) application of various products.

Kurt! Hey, Kurt!

Acknowledgement of his boyfriend's present was as simple as turning around for Kurt, who waved Blaine over the second their eyes met. Blaine obliged happily, dodging between boys, girls and the occasional teacher down the row of lockers to Kurt's. Kurt smiled involuntarily while Blaine looked on expectantly.

Are you coming?

For what?

I'll give you a hint.

Blaine mimed singing, curling his fist into what was supposed to be a microphone shape and snapping with the fingers on his other hand.

Glee club...

Blaine nodded and held up two fingers.

Peace? What? No, no... TWO! Glee club... Two.. Two Glee clubs! Both Glee clubs?

Another animated shake of the head.

So... New Directions and Troubletones... And...?

The curly haired boy pretended to dodge nonexistent objects and tossed air around in a desperate attempt to get his message across.

Dodge... DODGEBALL!

Yes!

Kurt's look of concern was quickly replaced by one of curiosity.

Why? What's the occasion?

You know better than anyone that Santana and Finn don't get along, right?

Of course! Who doesn't?

Well, in one of their recent wars, Finn (for some inane reason) decided it was a good idea to challenge her and the rest of her group to a round after school.

I'm not surprised. It 'll be the first time since the food fight that either of them have thrown anything other than insults at each other. Besides, Finn can do and say some pretty stupid things when he's angry...

Wha-

Don't ask.

As you wish. So are you coming or not?

Well...

Come on, Kurt! It will be the ultimate battle of wits!

And sweat and latex spheres being hurled at 60 miles an hour...

Kurt. Don't make me do the puppy eyes.

You wouldn't.

Unfortunately for Kurt, it was then that he decided to look up from the chore of stuffing books in his locker, only to see Blaine's big hazel eyes staring pleadingly back at him.

Nope, no and never. I am determined!

Blaine intensified his gaze slightly and cocked his head to the left.

It's not gonna work this time...

By now, Blaine's eyes were open to a point Kurt hadn't thought possible and his lower lip jutted outwards in a pouty face. Kurt bit his lip and tried to turn away, but he was pulled back by the shorter boy, now so close to his face that he could smell Blaine's aftershave without any real effort. Not only that, but a tiny smile toyed with the corners of his lips, threatening to break his reserve at any second. One more shift in position and their mouth would be pressed together, not that it would be unwelcome, nor would it be a change in their daily routine.

You give in yet?

Finally giving up, the countertenor offered his hand and let himself be dragged down the hallway- by a very, VERY enthusiastic hobbit of his.

You owe me for this.

*SEPARATIONLINE SEPARATIONLINE SEPARATIONLINE SEPARATIONLINE SEPARATIONLINE*

Sitting on the bleachers putting on his headband before the game was Kurt, carefully pulling up his sweatpants and taking a swig from his water bottle while he was at it. There was a barely audible swishing sound as he turned around and shrieked, startled by Blaine's smiling face being inches away from his.

Ready?

Ready as I'll ever be...

Blaine could see Kurt was gulping as he thought that, and his complexion was paler than ever.

Are you sure?

Kurt shook his head no.

And there you have it! Stick around for the full chapter, up sometime early in December.
Till next time!

- Madi