Chapter 10 - One Talk and Once Dance

Klaine exited the car in front of scandals, both boys' piles of anxious nerves. It was their first time at a gay bar. It was kind of a big thing for small town Lima, OH. The lame excuses they gave to their parents about sleepovers with Rachel, Mercedes, Puck and Finn made it all the more exciting. They walked toward the door with their fake ID's, practically vibrating with excitement. Kurt was from Hawaii and Blaine was 38, but they got in, though the doorman looked more like a decoration than an actual enforcer of the law. Did the guy at the door even really check the IDs? Kurt didn't think so, hence he quipped, "Aloha," as they passed into Scandals.

"Enjoy, it's Drag Queen Wednesday," the doorman said morosely somewhat reminding Kurt of Marvin the Robot from Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy. Kurt took a couple of steps into Scandals biting his bottom lip as he surveyed his surroundings.

"It's not very scandalous," Blaine commented walking beside him somewhat hesitantly.

"Au contraire…Look at all the glamorous Drag Queens," Kurt said in an overly cheery tone hoping to mask his dancing nerves that were on display for the entire world to see. "Look there's Chere," Kurt said pointing out the obvious ones to Blaine, "and Tina Turner...and...ah...Is that Lucy or Reba?"

"That is...Ginger from Gilligan's Island," Blaine corrected his voice holding a curious lilt.

"Yes...Of course," Kurt agreed under his breath as his eyes continued to scan Scandals until they landed on Sebastian sitting at the bar in a green and blue striped Polo shirt with a white collar that Kurt was sure he'd popped on purpose. As they drew closer, Blaine held up his hand in greeting and Sebastian rewarded the boys with that drop dead gorgeous smile.

"I really don't like that guy," Kurt said as they walked over to him. It was something of a lie - one he had to tell Blaine. He didn't honestly know what he felt for Sebastian. Kurt still had to figure out which Sebastian was the real Sebastian after all - dream Sebastian or the asshole version that tried to steal Blaine. Did it make Kurt an asshole that he hoped it was the former?

Blaine dismissed Kurt's concerns. "He's harmless," Blaine said with an affectionate glance in Kurt's direction.

Sebastian ordered a beer for Blaine and a Shirley Temple "with extra cherries" for Kurt. He'd thought about the most innocent, innocuous drink that there was to be found at a bar. He didn't think that Kurt would condescend to drink anything with alcohol in it. The extra cherries, if Kurt counted them at all, were indicative of how many times Red and Wolf had sex. He wondered idly if Kurt would notice.

At the look on Kurt's face, in response to the Shirley Temple, Sebastian responded, "I heard you were the designated driver - like all the time." There was that snarky sarcasm that bit into Kurt like a poisonous viper. The way that Sebastian looked at Kurt made Kurt shrink and submit to those emerald eyes, the sting of pain in his own blue eyes evident. This couldn't be the boy that he was falling in love with in his dreams. That boy would never treat Kurt like this. Never mock him in public. Granted, they'd never been in public in Kurt's dreams, but that was just semantics. Wasn't it?

Sebastian didn't know how to act or react either. He wanted to be who he was in the dreams, but it wasn't safe out here. This place, these people - they wouldn't understand. He just couldn't let himself get hurt again, so he had to keep up with the charade. "Cheers boys...To the glamorous life," Sebastian said as his gaze held Kurt's momentarily.

He and Blaine left Kurt at the bar to go dance. If nothing else maybe this would help influence the breakup of Klaine in some way.

Blaine and Sebastian were dancing to ABC's Poison Arrow, as Kurt looked on, jealous and not knowing how to handle what was going on. He felt so conflicted. He should be jealous that Blaine was dancing with another boy, but part of Kurt couldn't help but be jealous that his Wolf was dancing with someone else. It didn't matter that the someone else was Kurt's boyfriend. Ugh, too complicated.

In his distracted state, Kurt didn't notice the person who sat down next to him. He didn't really notice anything at all until the person next to him spoke. It was a familiar voice and it turned Kurt's attention away from the dance floor.

"Better keep an eye on your boyfriend," Dave Karofsky advised. "Can I get another beer please?"

It took Kurt a moment to register who sat down next to him and that they were even addressing him at all, but when he realized who it was he chuckled. A genuine, shy smile pulled onto David's lips as well. Despite everything between them, a feeling of sympathy washed over Kurt for David and his situation. Not everyone was so lucky to have such a supportive father like Kurt did, to be able to live their lives in the open. It was both a blessing and a curse, but the alternative seemed much less appealing. To have to hide who you were Kurt couldn't imagine it. "So, how's life at your new school?" Kurt asked David genuinely interested.

"Fine," Dave said nodding in succession and bobbing slightly back and forth in his chair. He smiled a bit nervously touching his tongue to the roof of his mouth as he seemed to consider what to say next. He smirked seeming to shrug off what he truly wanted to say and go with, "I just wanted a normal senior year and to play football without my teammates hearing rumors about me," but Kurt caught the slight catch in David's words.

Kurt attempted to smile, but it was sort of warped as his expression revealed concern for David. The next words out of Kurt's mouth are a little angry as the memories of his relationship with David overtake him for a split second. "Just to let you know, I would never have told anyone. That's not who I am," Kurt finally assured the taller boy.

He turned his gaze then back to the dance floor where Blaine and Sebastian still seemed to be having an all around good time. The scene was too painful to watch, so with an exaggerated turn of the head Kurt asked David, "so, you come here all the time?" However, it sounded like he was just asking the question to take his mind off of what he now had his back turned to - Blaine and Sebastian on the dance floor.

David smiled shyly and shook his head in the affirmative. "People like me here. I feel accepted," he admitted. He chuckled dropping his gaze a bit and then turning it back to Kurt. "I'm what they call a bear cub," he said smiling.

"Because you look like Yogi?" Kurt asked a little confused.

The comment had Dave Karofsky chucking and if that wasn't just the cherry on top of his Night of Weird so far. "I don't know...Because I'm burly or something." Both boys were smiling at each other, joking around and somewhere in the depths and corners of Kurt's heart he felt something be put to rest in that moment. He nodded a look of 'oh...yeah right...sure...whatever you say' on his face. David read the look and his face changed as well. Kurt could see his former bully going on the offensive. "What, is this the part where you judge me?"

He was surprised that his reactions were misread and more so how much his reactions and opinions seemed to mean to David Karofsky. "No. As long as you're not beating people up, I'm all for being whoever you have to be at your own speed," Kurt said simply, honestly. David nodded believing Kurt's answer and looking satisfied with it. Kurt then decided to face his own demons and turn his gaze to where Blaine and Sebastian were still dancing.

Dave surprised Kurt again with how perceptive he was clearly noticing that Kurt had a problem with the scene that was playing out before him. "I'm just trying to get through high school," David said pursing his lips together and hoping Kurt understood the meaning behind those words, the fact that David was, in his way, apologizing for what he'd done to Kurt.

Kurt caught David's meaning and his eyebrows rose infinitesimally to indicate the unspoken apology that lay spread before the two of them was accepted. He took a small breath in which he tried to put all the emotions of what he was feeling behind him and take a step into the future, tall order for such a small intake of air. Finally, he half smirked, half grinned at David in agreement. It was time to move on. "Here's to baby steps," David announced holding up his beer.

"Baby steps," Kurt clanked his glass with David's considering the words carefully, but was he ready to move slowly, to just sit on the sidelines and watch his life pass him by? A secret smile pulled onto Kurt's lips as he realized that he wanted more from life, so much more. David took a swing of his beer smiling into the mouth of the bottle as he thought that Kurt was agreeing with him.

Kurt put the straw into his mouth and in a very suggestive way took a long pull of his Shirley Temple. Kurt threw his gaze in the direction of the two dancing boys and it was then that Blaine dipped suggestively toward Kurt and shook his shoulders a look of come-hither written in those gorgeous hazel eyes. Thelma Houston's, Don't Leave Me This Way was playing.

Kurt put his Shirley Temple down on the bar with a purpose. He threw a smirk in David's direction that read, 'fuck baby steps.' He stood from the bar like the Diva that he was and strutted his way out onto the dance floor. "Baby my heart is full of love and it's hot for you..." He shimmied himself right in between Sebastian and Blaine, "now come on down and do what you gotta do." Kurt knew his movements were exaggerated and his expressions ridiculous ones of surprise and shock as he made faces that would make his boyfriend laugh, but it was all a rouse, a plot to keep himself from looking into those emerald orbs because if Kurt looked, he knew that he would most certainly fall.

As much as Sebastian wanted to dance with Red, he couldn't. This wasn't one of his dreams. This was a harsher, colder, much more fucked up reality. He was supposed to be interested in Blaine, but honestly, with the way school boy couldn't hold his alcohol, he was getting less and less impressed. He was however wondering how long it would take Kurt to get fed up and break up the party. Color him surprised when those sinful hips come shimmying between he and Blaine. He almost had the urge to grab them and drag Kurt against him like he had the first time they met in his dreams. The control it took for Sebastian to not do that amazed even him.

"You started this fire down in my soul, and now it's burning out of control..." Sebastian then gave Kurt a strange look. On the surface it appeared to be scathing for the cock block, but behind that surface tension there were burning embers, embers that burned not for Blaine, but for Kurt. He conceded the imagined battle, allowed Kurt to dance with Drunk Boy, but he continued to stay close. He danced around them, his eyes ever fixed on Kurt. He would find a way to claim Kurt. It would take time because things were more complicated here than they were in dreams, but he would find a way. He was determined now and he was used to getting what he wanted. In Sebastian's mind, it was now only a matter of time.

David joined them on the dance floor moments after Kurt came out standing awkwardly until Blaine and Kurt danced toward him. Sebastian joined them and for a few songs they were an awkward group of four moving together until Blaine announced to Kurt that he needed another drink. Kurt felt reluctant to let Blaine go, but David's hand on his shoulder and the look David gave him told him he would go and watch out for Blaine if Kurt was alright dancing. Another small nod of the head and Kurt and Sebastian were left alone on the dance floor. Kurt was forced to deal with Reality Sebastian, and Reality Sebastian was a virtual stranger that Kurt couldn't read and didn't know how to handle.