A/N: Chapter Eleven is here! This was intended to be a filler chapter but there is some pretty good story line progression in here;) Heads up! There WILL be characters from the "New Directions" in here. I will give you an analysis on two certain character's storyline at the END so I don't spoil anything.

Warning! Swearing

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee or its characters. All property goes to Fox, Ryan Murphy, and the rest of its rightful owners.

Take A Bite Of My Heart Tonight

Chapter Eleven: A New Direction

It turned out that Burt didn't have all the ingredients for pasta salad.

It also turned out that the small county on the outskirts of Lima doesn't have the smallest convenient store or even a Dollar General…so yes, Kurt had to go into Lima.

His stomach twisted and turned as he drove into Lima. Not only did he shamefully miss this place, but it brings back the memory of him as a high school student.

He would drive through these roads every day for McKinley, for Glee club, which wasted his time since he didn't get into NYADA. His stomach especially turned when he passed his old street, he could still catch a glimpse of the roof from the house he used to live in.

After a couple turns, Kurt pulled into the closest super market and ran to the entrance. His thoughts were to go in, get what he needed, and then run out. He didn't want to run into anyone that he used to know. Judgmental looks on top of judgmental looks would haunt him. But his plan didn't go so well.

Kurt was in aisle number seven, looking for multi-colored spiral noodles; his last needed ingredient, when he heard somebody.

"Kurt?" the voice gasped.

He swallowed thickly before turning around. Damnit! It is always my luck that plans never go my way! Who could this be? Please just be an old teacher… Kurt thought and then turned around.

Santana.

"Hi," Kurt breathed out, confused of what to say.

"What—what are you doing here?" Santana asked him, stunned.

"Visiting my dad," Kurt replied, looking away from her. He instantly felt horrible, like she should scream at him or judge him in some way. "How come you're not in Louisville?"

"I still go just not over the summer. I'm in Lima for the summer to see Britney as much as possible and just a small break before fall classes and football season starts," Santana explained, a small smile spreading across her face at the mention of her girlfriend.

Kurt grimly nodded. But still confused as to why she was still speaking to him.

There was a small silence before Santana started to talk again. "I'm actually picking up party things…I planned a—a New Direction party. Rachel is taking a break from NYADA, Puck and Mercedes is back from California...Mike is taking a break from Chicago—"

"Well I hope you all have fun," Kurt interrupted her awkwardly, wishing she wouldn't bring up people from his past that don't want anything to do with him, especially Rachel.

"Um, I'm inviting you too…" Santana said slowly, one of her eyebrows rose.

Kurt's eyes widened. "What?"

Santana scoffed, "Of course! Why would I be telling you about it if you weren't invited?"

Kurt shrugged, honestly confused. "I don't know I…didn't think any of you wanted anything to do with me," he replied quietly.

Santana sucked her lips in, feeling shame for him. "Maybe we don't agree with what you did but…I'm sure you had your reasons." She shrugged.

Kurt was as stunned as Santana was when she first saw him. She doesn't judge him? Santana doesn't judge him? What kind of world is this?

"Thanks. So can I…bring a few guests?" Kurt smiled. He would feel immediately uncomfortable in a room full of people giving him dirty looks, he'd much rather bring some back up in case things turn awkward or ugly.

"Sure, who?" Santana smiled back.

"Well a friend of mine from Paris is with me and one of my other friends that works with my dad," Kurt replied, trying to contain his blush from speaking of Blaine.

"Oh well it's at my house tomorrow night at six-thirty. Still remember where I live?" Santana asked and Kurt nodded, of course he did. He still remembered where this super market is. "Alright awesome, see you later Prancy Smurf." Santana winked and strutted off.

Kurt breathed out a shaky, nervous breath. He was not sure about how this would end.

Oh right, the noodles.

…

Burt was finishing up steaks on the grill and a picnic table was set under a shaded canopy with tikis lit around the perimeter. Kurt looked out the window and saw Blaine and Leslie sitting at the table, listening to a story Burt was telling about the world's biggest fish.

Kurt smiled to himself, watching the three of them. He brought out the steak sauces, paper plates, and a large bowl of finished pasta salad scooped up in his arms, maneuvering his way to the canopy.

Blaine looked up and saw Kurt struggling with the various items in his arms. He gave a short nod to Leslie, signaling he would be right back, who just smirked at him watching him run towards Kurt.

"Hey can I help you with that? Here I'll get the pasta salad and put it on that table over there. That's where the food will be," Blaine said, immediately taking the bowl from Kurt without letting him respond. Kurt glanced over at his father who occasionally glanced at them.

He felt strange talking with Blaine with his dad around, he felt like they should be hiding.

"This looks great! Where did you get it?" Blaine asked Kurt, admiring the pasta salad as Kurt started placing the sauces and the plates on the table.

"I—I made it," Kurt blushed.

"Really? Well if you made it, it has to be good," Blaine smirked, making Kurt's heart skip a beat. How dare he say things like that in-front of my dad! Who is just now cool with us being together…what am I talking about "saying things"? All he did was compliment my cooking, right? Kurt bit his lip, frustrated with his wavering feelings.

After dinner, which included Blaine complimenting Kurt's food even more and making Leslie wiggle her eyebrows at Kurt, Burt stated that Blaine always likes to play a few songs at their little cookouts, almost like a party.

At that moment, Blaine grabbed a guitar that was placed behind the grill and grabbed a fold-up chair, sitting in-front of the picnic table and Leslie, Burt, and Kurt.

The rhythm was slow as Blaine slowly moved his head to the beat. Kurt grinned at him, waiting for him to start. Then Blaine lifted his head up and looked straight at Kurt before singing.

Do I have to tell the story
of a thousand rainy days since we first met?
It's a big enough umbrella
but it's always me that ends up getting wet

Kurt's eyes rose. Is that…that's not the song I think it is…is it? He thought, trying to slow his heartbeat down.
Every little thing she does is magic
Everything she do just turns me on
Even though my life before was tragic
Now I know my love for her goes on and on and on

Kurt grinned, trying to ease the awkwardness. Oh my god it is…he's not singing that to me, is he? Maybe he just likes the song…there's no way he is singing this song to me. Kurt tried to rationalize even more.
As the song continued Blaine would exchange glances between Kurt and Leslie, singing some of the words "she" to Leslie and making all three laugh, knowing Blaine is gay. Blaine grinned at Kurt the last time before finishing, making Kurt feel completely exhilarating but yet so confused.
Do I have to tell the story
Of a thousand rainy days since we first met?
It's a big enough umbrella
but it's always me that ends up getting wet

Blaine played the last few strings and Burt and Leslie began to clap like crazy. Kurt had just realized the song was now over and still feeling highly confused he started to clap for Blaine as well.

Everyone began to clean up when Kurt pulled Blaine to the side. "Hey can I ask you a question?"

Blaine's eyes grew wide, then immediately began nodding and ushered Kurt to a secluded side of the house.

"Um…I had to go to Lima today to—to go to a grocery store for some things. Then I ran into Santana, she's one of the girls from my old Glee club—"

"Oh my god, what did she say?" Blaine gasped, immediately thinking the two had a heated argument.

Kurt's eyebrows bunched together, and then he laughed and shook his head. "No it's not like that. She didn't say anything mean. But…she's having this party with some other kids from the Glee club tomorrow night and she—she invited me." He smiled.

Blaine was confused as to why Kurt was telling him this, and also wondering when the question was coming in, but he didn't bother to ask. "Well you should go! You haven't seen them in forever and deep down they probably miss you."

Kurt nodded. "I am but…I wanted to know if—if you wanted to come with me?" Kurt in-took a breath after asking, immediately readying himself for a rejection.

Blaine on the other hand, was thrilled that Kurt wanted to take him with him. "You want to bring me as a guest? Of course, I'd love to!"

"Really? Great! Because I'm asking Leslie too!"

Later that night, Kurt was painting Leslie's nails and asked her. She was hesitant at first, knowing these were the people who Kurt never wants to speak of, but she knew she didn't want him to alone with Blaine and not a feisty and sassy backup.

…

To say Kurt was nervous the following night would be beyond underestimating.

He is going to see everyone he abandoned for a whole night in Lima. If anyone speaks to him, he will have to explain how he is not living out his dreams and stuck between a rock and a hard place between the fabulous city of Paris and the dim outskirts from Lima. Then there's Blaine.

Kurt isn't worried with people like Rachel to steal away what he wants since you know…Blaine's gay.

But what if they get the wrong idea across? What if Blaine doesn't think of him that way and they never speak again? What if anyone makes Leslie feel insecure because she can't speak like them fluently?

Then there's Finn.

Rachel.

Mercedes.

Will they speak to him?

The three friends sat bunched tight together in Blaine's pick up as Kurt contemplated about going in.

"Look that's why we're here right? If they treat you bad we'll set them straight." Blaine shrugged and Kurt grinned shyly but still on the verge of wanting to leave.

"Yes, you will have a great time. We will make sure of it," Leslie assured.

Kurt bit his lip then looked back and forth between Blaine and Leslie, they both had a determined, we're-not-going-anywhere look on their face. He might regret this…but what is life without some regrets?

"Okay thanks you two, I think I'm ready," Kurt sighed nervously; obviously not ready.

"Let's do this," Blaine said and gripped Kurt's hand for a second, making Kurt's heart flutter even more he swore he would have screamed if it wasn't for his conscious telling him that was an illogical thing to do.

The three walked up to Santana's two-story brick house. It was barely dark out and light conversation and music could be heard from inside. Kurt bit his lip, really wanting to go back to Burt's farm and just listen to Blaine sing in his bedroom.

Blaine read his mind and shook his head, knocking on the door.

"I'll get it!" Santana's voice could be heard from inside.

The door opened and there revealed a few of the old Glee clubbers in the den but most were in a cluster in the kitchen.

"Hey! Welcome to the new direction reunion! Who are these two?" Santana grinned brightly and looked back and forth between Leslie and Blaine.

Kurt in-took a nervous breath before answering. "Well this is Blaine and this is—"

"Leslie Dubois," Leslie stated, extending her hand and Santana awkwardly shook it, not accustomed to hand-shaking.

"You must be from Paris?" Santana asked Leslie, noting her accent and behavior. The girl nodded and smiled proud fully.

"Well come in, almost everyone is here…except for Rachel but she's on her way." Santana stepped to the side then followed after a voice calling her name from the kitchen. Leslie stepped right in and after a little push from Blaine, Kurt and Blaine followed after.

Tina, Mercedes, Puck, and Mike were in the den, which was the room the three first stepped into from the front door. They all gasped and looked up at Kurt.

"Hi everyone," Kurt said quietly, not really wanting to say anything but he sure knew as hell that they wouldn't start a conversation with him.

Puck's mouth was open, as was Tina and Mike's, Mercedes seemed upset. Kurt imagined a hug from his L.A. bound friend, or a smile, but not what he received.

"Didn't think your big head could fit in here," she grumbled. Tina, Mike, and Puck didn't disagree with her. Kurt frowned and eyed his two friends by his side, letting them know he could handle this one…or try to.

"You went to L.A. That's a big place too," Kurt pointed out, stepping closer to the group.

Mercedes eyed him shamefully. "At least I tried to keep in contact with you."

Kurt looked towards his feet, not disagreeing with her.

"I get that people lose track of each other after high school. But all of us were there through everything, I didn't think you were the type of person to fall off the face of the earth and not care anything about us anymore," Mercedes spat in his face. "Did you even know that I have my own record deal now? I have a single out."

"I do know that. I was one of the first ones to buy it when it came to Paris. I listen to it all the time," Kurt replied quietly.

Mercedes mouth fell open. She didn't expect that. "You will listen to me but not call me? I don't get it."

"You think I wanted to forget about you all? I didn't. But moving to Paris was the hardest decision I ever made. If I contacted any of you, I would want to move back," Kurt explained, sitting beside Mercedes on the couch. Who surprisingly didn't move away from him.

"Why did you move in the first place?" Tina wondered out loud.

Everyone in the room glared at her, even Blaine and Leslie, who didn't even know her name.

"What? No one tells me anything." Tina shrugged.

"Then why are you back?" Puck asked, completely ignoring Tina.

"I'm visiting my dad. I would like it if you all could refrain from being hostile tonight and we enjoy each other's company, other than asking me a million private questions," Kurt said quietly and the former Glee clubber's looked down, ashamed.

"But I will tell you answers tonight, but just what you need to hear. I don't want to go into too much detail, please. Alright?" Kurt eyed them all.

Tina, Puck, and Mike nodded slowly. Mercedes was motionless, still avoiding Kurt's gaze.

Kurt was about to ask what the hell her problem was when she looked up at him close to tears. Kurt's heart fell and he felt like a horrible, nasty, person.

"I missed you," Mercedes said quietly.

"I missed you too," Kurt said and hesitantly opened his arms. Mercedes immediately hugged the boy and the former best-friends hugged it out, while Blaine and Leslie grinned proudly at Kurt's progress.

Everyone gradually made their way to the den and began laughing over old stories while Rachel still hadn't arrived yet; stories of Will's many sweater vests, their "Push It" performance—which Blaine looked a little uncomfortable during—, the Rocky Horror Show and West Side Story, catching up on all kinds of laughs.

Kurt noticed there was still one person that hadn't made their way into the den yet. Leslie was deep in a conversation with Tina about her first poem and Blaine was sitting close to Kurt, a little disturbed by a story Puck was telling him about his first "Cougar".

"I'll be right back," Kurt whispered in Blaine's ear.

"Please do," Blaine muttered quiet enough so Puck wouldn't hear.

Kurt knew who the last person had to be. Everyone else was already in the den, well except Rachel. He figured that all awkward moments must be resolved tonight. As much as his mind told him it was a stupid idea and to go into this kitchen and talk to this person…he made his way into the kitchen and saw him there.

Finn stood in-front of the oven, just standing, like he didn't want to go into the den with the others. Suddenly he heard close footsteps and looked up, seeing Kurt walk in.

"Kurt," Finn gasped.

Kurt looked up at Finn, astounded. He didn't look too well, and he seemed tired and restless.

"Hi," was all that Kurt could manage to get out. He had no idea if Finn hated him or was shocked or…what other emotion there could be. He also knew it was a stupid idea to come in here but he wanted things resolved with his friends.

He also wanted them resolved tonight.

"I can't believe you're here," Finn whispered, staring at Kurt like it was some dream.

"Me neither honestly. Santana invited me last minute," Kurt explained. The two former step-brothers stood in an awkward silence, until Kurt asked a question that was on his mind the moment he saw Finn.

"How are you doing?"

"Like shit," Finn replied honestly.

Kurt frowned grimly, assuming that was the way he was feeling. "Aren't you the quarterback for LSU?" he asked. Maybe Ohio State didn't want Finn, but Finn didn't give up, and someone found him.

Finn shrugged a shoulder, "I am. But the other part of me is just…dry. Rachel will not talk to me. One day I gave up hope with contacting her electronically and went to the opening night of a musical NYADA put on and she refused to talk to me after the show. Then there's my mom. She's a wreck; she's so lonely and desperate that she's…seeing some homeless creep that used to be the janitor at McKinley."

"She's coming tonight," Kurt blurted out.

Finn eyebrows scrunched together, then suddenly remembering who Kurt was talking about: Rachel. He sighed and took a sip of a beer that was in his hand.

"I know, or she's supposed to. If she knows I'm here she won't talk to me," he grumbled.

"What if she does come? What are you going to do?" Kurt asked, stepping closer to Finn.

"I have no clue. How about your life? Living in Paris, isn't that cool?" Finn smirked to Kurt, offering Kurt one of his goofy lopsided grins that could not be easily forgotten.

"Well the place is amazing but my life is…going nowhere. I'm not even going to college anywhere…" Kurt trailed off, feeling a little pathetic.

Finn peered out the small opening in the kitchen where you could see into the den. He glanced over at Puck and Blaine, a little light showing in his eyes and another small grin coming through.

"Is that your boyfriend?" Finn pointed to Blaine with his beer bottle.

Kurt blushed, he knew this would happen. Although he's glad it's Finn, and not one of the girls who would start rumors. "No but I—he's one of my best friends and I—I like him a lot." If it was possible, Kurt blushed even harder at the last part.

Finn glanced back at Kurt with an embarrassed smile and then back at Blaine. "He seems nice from what I heard."

"Eavesdrop much?" Kurt raised an eyebrow, jokingly.

Finn shook his head laughing. "Nah but I—is he gay?"

"Yes Finn, he's gay. He's gorgeous isn't he?" Kurt breathed out, watching Blaine run his fingers through his curly hair.

"I wouldn't know dude," Finn laughed.

Kurt laughed along with him; as soon as their laughter died down they stopped peering through to the den and offered each other a small smile.

"I thought you'd hate me," Kurt said quietly, shocked at how well he and Finn were getting along already.

"I could never hate you. Even if our parents aren't married…were still brothers," Finn said softly, making Kurt smile.

Even if it was illogical, Kurt knew what Finn meant and he sure appreciated it. After Kurt managed to drag a not-so-depressed Finn out of the kitchen to socialize, and Kurt managed to save Blaine from Puck's Cougar number six story, the two boys began to make their way to the snack table when the door busted wide open.

Wind gushed through the house and someone with long brown hair wearing a black hat and matching gloves began to apologize. It did not take even two second for Kurt to realize who this person was.

Rachel.

"Sorry! I just got off the airplane and there was going to be storm so it was delayed and—" Rachel caught a glimpse of Finn across the room who seemed to watch Rachel speak in awe. She cleared her throat and glared at Santana. "You told me he wasn't going to be here."

Finn walked over to her, saying the last thing anyone expected him to say.

"What is your problem? You wanted to get married, you wanted to live your life with me and get an apartment and now I'm disgusting to you, look at you, you can't even look at me when I talk to you!" he yelled.

"If you went with me then maybe you could have me. You wanted me set free? Deed done! I'm free and broken inside because you don't care anymore!" she yelled back.

The room fell silent, and then it felt like Glee club again with the exception of Leslie and Blaine, as everyone watched Rachel and Finn dish out their latest problems.

"I don't care!? I went to New York to talk to you and you stuck up your nose like I smelt like a dead animal!"

"When is the drama going to stop?" Britney groaned, but everyone ignored her and continued to watch the drama, annoyed at the broken up couple.

The two continued to scream until Kurt simply had enough.

"Rachel, talk to him. He loves you and you love him. Maybe he's in Louisiana and you're in New York but if you love each other, then what's stopping you?"

Kurt didn't expect for them to pay attention to him. He expected for Rachel to yell shrilly and maybe Finn kick a chair but they actually did stop and looked at him shocked. Well Finn was shocked, Rachel looked even more irritated.

"Oh I need to talk to someone from my past? Look who's talking!" Rachel walked over to the snack table and yelled at Kurt, then turned to the group crowded in the den. "And why is he here? He's not our friend anymore!"

"Okay everyone shut up! Rachel and Finn, talk this out rationally like adults because we know you're going to end up screwing tonight. Now let me make this clear about Kurt, he didn't have to come tonight. He didn't have to come to Lima but he did. The past is the past, let's make new plans and not forget who we are…a family. If you're not here to get along, then why the hell are you here?" Santana, acting as the role of the hostess, stepped up and gave the group a piece of her mind.

After that, everyone got along.

Finn and Rachel went outside for almost half an hour, and then when Quinn went to check on them they were crying and making out. Finn was actually laughing a couple hours later and Rachel actually communicated with Kurt. Tina and Leslie bonded extremely well and by the end of the night, Britney had everyone believing Blaine was Kurt's boyfriend.

Kurt was horrified and embarrassed but Blaine just laughed and thought it was "cute".

Kurt had no clue what that meant.

After the party, Kurt promised to keep in touch and they all made sure he kept his word.

It was so late by the time the three got back so Leslie went straight to bed, Blaine and Kurt were on their way to their bedrooms and as usual, Blaine offered Kurt a long good-night hug and left downstairs.

There was a knock on the front door.

Kurt stood outside his doorway and waited for Blaine to exit his basement but he never did. Kurt shrugged and went to answer the door, highly confused who would come out to the middle of nowhere at this time of the night. He opened the door and saw a tall brunette standing in the doorway looking angry.

The brunette eyed Kurt up and down; Kurt just stared at this person, waiting for some sort of greeting.

Then he got one.

"Hey, I'm Sebastian. I'm looking for Blaine."

A/N Dun. Dun. Dun

I know how much you all love cliffhangers but please don't hate me. Okay just a little information, Rachel and Finn were planning to move to NY like in the show, then the actual train scene happened like in the show, but in THIS story, Finn gets into the LSU college football team and Rachel is a bitch and doesn't talk to him.

Coming up in three weeks:

Sebastian in this story and I'm not revealing too much but the next chapter is the BIG ONE for Kurt and Blaine!

Next week is an update from "Getting to Know You", week after that is "Finding Courage" and then the week after that is Chapter 12 from "Take A Bite Of My Heart Tonight"

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