I originally had this fic at 15/16 chapters.. however, a few Dantana centric chapters have popped up because i agree... for a Puckurt AND Dantana story, the ratio of Puckurt to Dantana is drastic. In short, Dantana will get their fair share of crazy/
CHAPTER TWELVE
"Wade?" Kurt asked as he stepped out of his Navigator in the school parking lot. The Beta had to do a double take when he spotted the black freshman walk sheepishly towards the building, and judging by his 'additions', Kurt couldn't blame him. "Are you wearing false lashes and eye shadow?"
Wade practically jumped a foot when Kurt walked in step with him. "Maybe?" Kurt raised a skeptical eyebrow, causing Wade to huff and stop about 100 yards from the main entrance. "Ok, yes. Is it alright?"
"It's fabulous." Kurt said honestly as he took in the smoky effect and the small diamanté studs near his tear duck. "I'm more curious as to why you are wearing it."
"Because I'm ugly and hideous." Wade answered so easily that it made Kurt's heart bleed. When the Beta opened his mouth to strongly disagree, Wade held his hand up to silence him, bringing attention to French manicured nails. "And I'm fed up of his mixed messages and me simplifying myself and hiding myself in hopes that he returns my feeling. He doesn't want me so I refuse to settle for what I was to help him through his crisis."
"Ok, I'm officially confused, let's go back to my car so I can get my head around this properly." Kurt said, steering the confusing freshman back across the parking lot, picking up a wandering Mercedes along the way, who gushed over how beautiful Wade's glamorous eyes were. "Ok, start from the beginning and use names." Kurt demanded when they all jumped into the back of the vehicle and Mercedes pulled out a large bag of chips.
"Aren't we going to be late for class?"
"It's Wednesday morning, meaning gym." Mercedes answered flatly, making a point of grabbing a large handful of snacks. "Spill babe."
"You know Ryder Lynn?" Wade asked and both his role models nodded their heads. "Well I kissed him about five months ago. He had a thing for Marley or something and turned up at her house one day while we were having a slumber party and Marley had done my makeup for me because why the hell not, right?" they nodded again. "he saw me and was really confused and I was embarrassed because I wasn't expecting any boys to come over, especially not a jock, so I pretended I was putting on a drag show and pretended to be a diva called Unique and I was flirting with him and when I got close enough to stroke him face playfully, he kind of jumped me and kissed me."
"Damn Girl, Ryder is a catch. If I was three years younger I would not mind that on my arm." Mercedes laughed beautifully, but Kurt couldn't appreciate it very much, because he had a feeling he knew what was coming next, so he remained quiet and held Wade's hand when his eyes began to glitter with unshed tears.
"Well the next day he got all weird and said it didn't mean anything, that I caught him in a moment's confusion and that he wasn't gay and all that crap. So I felt bad about 'confusing him' so I kept my distance and made sure never to wear makeup again, especially while he tried sort his head out. Then he kept flirting with me and giving me false hope but I just can't be bothered with his hot and cold treatment so I decided instead of making him feel comfortable, I decided to make myself comfortable."
"What makes you comfortable?" Kurt asked, eyes lingering on the long lashes decorating Wade's dark eyes.
"Unique." Wade shrugged. "Ryder caught me wearing makeup because outside of school, it's what I wear. My parents know and so does Marley and they are all supportive but all agree that for my own safety I shouldn't dress like it while at school and I agreed because Ryder was confused and I liked him and I didn't want to push him away, but I'm officially over it and what to be the true me."
"A crossdresser?" Mercedes asked softly.
"A transsexual female" Kurt muttered knowingly, subtle clues falling into place.
Wade nodded at Kurt and gave a sad smile. "I'm just so fed up of living to impress other people. How the hell can anybody love me if I can't love myself?"
"Praise" Mercedes nodded, slapping Kurt's outstretched palm. "and I got your back, girl. Now lets get your sexy ass into that school and show the world that you don't need a man to define you. Right Kurt?"
"Right."
"Easy for you to say." Wade laughed gently and Kurt frowned at him. "You have the hottest guy in the school wrapped around your little finger and connected by your soul. What do you know about man trouble?"
"Apart from the fact that 'the hottest guy in the school' is an idiot who, much like Ryder and all the other brainless jocks, can't decide on what they want and that my 'badass Alpha' practically claims his stake to the world and then is so scared to deal with the situation that he took his lesbian wife and has been missing since last Friday, not much." Kurt said as blasé as he could, dipping his hand in the bag of chips and pulling at a single one.
Wade and Mercedes were silent as they watched Kurt nibble on his crisp and look out towards the school. Not knowing what to say, Mercedes went with "Well, hot damn." And Wade whispered "oh no she didn't."
"I couldn't help but notice your brother's absence from temple for a second week in a row, not to mention his snarky comments at lunch and his silky baritone vocals." Rachel said after Santana and Puck had been missing for over 10 days. "My best friend is your brother's Beta and he deserves to know about the wellbeing of his Soul Mate, don't you think?"
Jake looked over at Marley, who shrugged, and put down his fork as he looked up at the Jewish drama queen from where she towered over him in the lunch room. His brother's friend Sam also standing close by.
"I haven't seen him either. He just took off and I learn not to asked questions when it comes to him. But my guess is it had something to do with Kurt and his refusal to comply with nature." Jake shrugged.
"Your stupid brother agreed and even supported the idea of ignoring it. It was a mutual decision. However, unlike Puckerman, Kurt had decided to stick around and get an education and remain loyal to his friends and the Glee Club. So I suggest you phone him immediately or else my friend Samuel here, will beat you up."
"No I wont." Sam frowned. "I'm only here because I'm trying to get information on Santana because Brittany is freaking out without her best friend."
"The point is…" Rachel huffed. "… Noah and Santana are missing and while it throws a spanner in the works in a multitude of ways, I know Kurt and although he'll deny it, I know he is worried about them, so if you hear anything, please let us know." With that Rachel stormed out of the room, grabbing Sam by the sleeve of his hoody and dragging him with her.
"Kurt Hummel right?" the voice broke Kurt out of his deep thinking as he looked over his coffee cup and saw a smiling blonde woman who looked incredibly friendly. Somehow, without confirmation, he knew exactly who she was.
"Dani, I assume?" the blonde girl nodded and sat in the stall next to him in the Lima Bean coffee shop. "You are even prettier than I imagined. Santana would be a lucky girl if she wasn't a total bitch."
"Yeah, I've been hearing that a lot lately." Dani sighed as she rested her elbows on the table in front of her. "Why does everyone hate her so much?"
"I don't hate her." Kurt shook his head and took a sip of his drink before placing the cup down. "I'm just in a weird mindset because she and my- her friend have ran away somewhere and I'm a self confessed drama queen and have imagined their deaths in numerous gruesome scenarios and that stress does not bode well with my skin."
"She ran from me didn't she." Dani said and Kurt could tell it wasn't a question. They both know the truth.
"Santana comes off as abrasive and confident but in reality she is just scared. She had her life planned out and everything has crumbled for her. It's not my place to tell you her story but if you really want her, and considering your still in Lima I'm assuming you do, you just have to be patient."
"How long do you reckon that will be do you think?" Dani asked, staring out the same window Kurt had been while thinking of his 'Mate's' whereabouts.
"She's with her friend who can be smart when he needs to be, so hopefully he will talk some sense into her and they'll come back and ease both our worries." Kurt tried to fight off the fond smile of visualizing Puck trying to get through to Santana and the adorable stupid pout he would sport once she shot him down.
"You love him, don't you? The guy Santana is with is your Soul Mate, isn't he?"
"Yes he is my 'Soul Mate' but I'm not in love with him. I begrudgingly admit that I care about him but I could never be with him romantically."
"Why not?"
"Too different, I suppose. We both have different dreams and are on different paths in life. I want to go to New York after graduation and Puck wants to join the air force." Kurt sighed and then frowned deeply at himself. Where the hell had he learnt that titbit of information about the Alpha?
"I come from New York." Dani smiled and Kurt couldn't stop the smile that spread across his face. "You're a senior right?" Kurt nodded enthusiastically. "See you out there kid, make sure you look me up when you get to the city. My friend Elliot, who I'm supposed to be meeting here, is from the big apple too and you two should totally meet. I mean, assuming you're single and serious about not pursuing Conjunctio."
"Oh my, yes of course. To everything." Kurt gushed. "The more people I know the better, it'll help make the transition a lot smoother and if you can break through Santana's rough exterior, I'm sure I could drag her along for the ride with me and my friend, Rachel."
"Fingers crossed." Dani smiled, which only got brighter when her eyes fell onto the front door of the coffee shop. "Elliot." She called out to the new comer before whispering to Kurt, "You'll love him, from what I've gathered, you are exactly his type."
Kurt gulped down the last of his coffee, which was disgustingly cold by now and look at Dani with wide eyes. Was she serious about hooking him out on a blind date? He had only just met her and now she was pimping him out to her friends. The 'straight to the point' attitude reminded him of Santana and remembering that Dani was her fated made him sad to think that Santana would regret what could be a perfect match just because she wanted to rebel against Conjunctio. The thought made him frown when a voice in his head called him a fucking hypocrite. But before he had time to think about it, a beautiful dark haired man with piercing blue eyes was looking at him with his hand outstretched.
"Elliot, nice to meet you." The man –Elliot- introduced himself and Kurt wasn't sure if it was his personality or the fact that he came from New York, making him more friendly, but Kurt could swear he saw the new addition leer at him in a weird way that strangely didn't make him uncomfortable.
"It's a pleasure to meet you." Kurt said almost breathlessly as he took Elliot's hand in his own. Elliot held onto it in a strong grip as a small smirk played on his lips.
Kurt gulped.
"You're a prostitute aren't you?" Santana asked as Puck handed over his credit card to book an addition night in a crummy motel on the outskirts of Westerville. "No way you have this amount of money from your pathetic pool cleaning business."
"I never charge any money for sex." Puck laughed as he took back his card from the uncomfortable looking receptionist, pocketed it and lead Santana outside and over to the small café next door. "I get paid for cleaning pools, if the MILF's paid extra after I serviced them in every which way, then it's purely coincidence." he smirked and winked at Santana, pretty much confirming that he was talking bullshit.
"You going to miss it?" She asked as she ordered her regular at the counter. After 2 weeks of dining in there daily, the waitress (if you could call her that) knew their order off by heart.
"Shit, I didn't even think about that." Puck groaned as he dipped into his usual seat and ran his large hand over his face. "I bet the sex isn't even that good, but I'll never know until I try, but once I do, I'm trapped."
"Are you crazy? The dude can suck himself off. I'm a 100% lady loving lesbian but even I got a little tingling at imagining how flexible that makes him." Santana laughed. "And I told you before, stop thinking with your dick."
"But it's my dick that makes Kurt appealing. If I didn't listen to it, Kurt would just be another whiny little bitch who is too high maintenance and a constant pain in my ass."
"You don't believe that." Santana shook her head and smiled in thanks when the waitress placed a coffee in front of each of them. "And even if you did, you'll find all of Hummel's lady fabulous flaws endearing. Besides the fates have apparently made you perfect for Kurt and vice versa. The sex will be the shit, trust me. You said it yourself, a right pain in your ass."
"Trust you?" Puck cocked an amused brow. "Coming from the girl who hasn't even seen her Beta in the flesh because she is so far in denial she might as well be in Egypt. She's made perfect for you, the sex will be the shit." He mimicked in a squeaky voice that earned him a smack to the back of the head from the amused Latina.
"Remember when we were kids and we were obsessed with Peter Pan?" Santana smiled fondly as she fiddled with the label on her coffee cup. "Where we promised each other that we would never grow up and as soon as we hit middle school, we were doing anything we could to grow up as fast as we could."
"And now when the fates are telling us to be grownups and enter these monogamous adult relationships with real feelings and shit, we throw a tantrum and demand to be kids again." Puck laughed and Santana nodded and tapped her cup against Puck's before taking a sip.
"We need to get over ourselves and accept our shit, don't we?"
"It's time to grow up Wendy."
"Back at ya Peter."