Edited by I AM AIR

Kurt woke up the next morning with a pounding headache and his limbs feeling as if they were made of lead. He opened his eyes, only to slam them shut when he realized that he was now allergic to light. A part of him wondered if death would be better than this. He turned to check if maybe the light would be less of a problem if he turned around, only to be confronted with a solid mass. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that the solid mass was none other than Noah 'Puck' Puckerman. Kurt blinked. No, it was still Noah asleep right next to him. Actually, it was worse than that. It looked like Noah had decided that Kurt was his bed warmer, since the larger boy was wrapped so tightly around him. Kurt tried not to tense, since he was worried that any sudden movement would wake the slumbering boy up.

How the heck did this happen? Kurt tried to think back to the night before. He remembered watching Zombieland and enjoying the movie. He then got a flash of moving closer to Noah since he looked so comfy to lean on. The next thing Kurt remembered was being in his lap... What? That couldn't be right! Noah wouldn't let him do that. Okay, so in the past Noah had let him but still.

Kurt slowly started to inch away from the other glock. Every time Noah started to move he paused until the boy settled and started again. Slowly, he finally got out of the bed only to start pacing around Noah's room. Kurt's eyes were drawn to Noah as he slept.

That lap thing wasn't too bad, right? He could easily say it was the alcohol and it would be believable. He could just be very touchy-feely person when he was drinking. The next memory that came to Kurt blew that idea out of the water. He whispered it to the room since he was so shocked at what had happened. "Oh by all that is fashionable, no. No. No! I did NOT kiss Noah."

Sadly, Kurt could not get the image of Noah's beautiful eyes up close as Noah was laughing last night at something that Kurt was pretty sure he said. The chocolate hues became even more intoxicating when they were dancing in happiness. The next thing Kurt remembered was the feel of Noah's lips against his. His lips had been soft but unresponsive, from what Kurt remembered. But, try as he might, he couldn't remember what happened next. He certainly could not remember how he ended up in Noah's bed next to him. Kurt glanced down. Or in Noah's clothes for that matter. What had happened last night? He knew that Noah was not gay, so at least he was sure nothing happened, except Noah politely turning him down, but that still didn't explain a lot about this morning.

Kurt opened the door to Noah's room as quietly as possible to make sure that if it squeaked it wouldn't wake up Noah. He turned around and slowly started to close it making sure that it didn't slam shut even when a voice from behind him almost made him scream.

"Kurt Hummel? Is that you?" A kind woman's voice said behind him.

Kurt almost slammed the door and was sure he was red with embarrassment. "Yes?" He squeaked then cleared his voice and answered again in as calm as he was able to at this moment. "I mean, yes."

Kurt didn't know if his morning could become any weirder as a woman, who he assumed was Noah's mom enfolded him in a hug. "Oh sweetie, it's been too long since I've seen you. Come down and let's have a chat. Noah won't get up this side of noon if he can help it, so it's no use staying up here and waiting." The woman linked their arms and gently started to pull Kurt down the stairs.

Kurt looked back at the door he had just closed and realized that he had just jumped from the frying pan into the fire. He wished he could rewind until last night, before he started to drink with Noah. Back when he knew Noah was still a friend and not this new time where he was in the kitchen with Noah's mom wondering if he should ask her to take him home before Noah woke up anger about what Kurt had done to him last night. Kurt still couldn't believe he had ruined his new friendship over a kiss that he knew would lead to nothing. Darn alcohol. Kurt swore to himself that he was never going to drink again, especially since it had cost him a really great friend.

Noah's mom was too busy taking food out of the fridge to notice how upset Kurt was. She had started boiling some eggs then popped the toast into the toaster before turning back to Kurt, who was awkwardly standing near the entrance of the kitchen. She smiled brightly at him and took a few steps towards him. "Now that breakfast is started, start telling me how you've been."

Kurt didn't know what to say. He didn't know this woman, but she acted as if he had been very close to her at some point. Kurt didn't want to disappoint her but what could he say to this stranger? Telling her about what had happened at her house when she was out of town was definitely out of the question. "Umm..."

Noah's mom looked at him for a second before realizing the problem. "You don't remember me? Oh my, I thought that since Noah brought you over that you two had become friends again." She started to move towards the table of art projects and crouched down in front of it. There were photo albums on the bottom portion of the table and she started to flip through them quickly.

Kurt followed her, a little unsure of what to say. It seemed to be a big deal that he had forgotten, but he really didn't even know Noah until sixth grade and he wasn't really friends with him back then. It made no sense that his mom would know Kurt. "Mrs. Puckerman..."

Noah's mom interrupted him without looking up from her search. "Actually, I go by my maiden name now days. Bohm but you can call me Gabriella or Ella."

Kurt nodded. He never really felt comfortable calling most adults by their first name, unless they insisted like Carole had. "Miss Bohm, I can't really remember you."

Ella must have found what she had been looking for, since she smiled at Kurt and got up. "Oh, I realize that. Come sit with me." Ella moved to the sofa in the living room.

Kurt felt as if he had no choice and moved to the sofa. He sat down next to Miss Bohm as she flipped through her photo album. Kurt suddenly saw a picture that made his eyes widen. He unconsciously shot his hand out and stopped Miss Bohm from flipping the page. "Why do you have a picture of me and Tan-Tan?"

Miss Bohm seemed to be laughing lightly at Kurt as she answered. "Oh, so you do remember him."

Kurt got a little annoyed. "Of course, I remember him." Kurt started to run a finger on the face of his long lost friend. "He was my best friend. We used to play together every day in the park then we would go to each other's house and watch movies. He loved Wizard of Oz but he let me watch, what he called, girly Disney movies. He even held my hand through the scary parts." Kurt felt his eyes start to well up. "He moved away when I was eight and I really needed him. I don't know where he went."

The pale, skinny woman put the photo album on the seat next to her and grabbed Kurt in a hug. "Oh you sweet child, don't cry. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm sorry that we had to move. I was scared about what Noah's father would do if he came back to the house, so we left in a hurry. Jacob already destroyed most of my personal things, saying that people were giving me the wrong idea about him after I asked for a divorce." She started to rub Kurt's back as she continued. "Noah wanted to find you but considering everything that was happening at the time, I let it fall by the wayside. I did try to see you after your mother passed away, but you and your dad were out of town quite often. I didn't take Noah with me because he was already so upset about losing his father, I didn't want to upset him anymore if we didn't get to see you."

Kurt was confused. She was making no sense. He pushed away from the woman even though she was trying to comfort him. "You mean my Tan-Tan is Noah? That can't be. His name was Nathan."

Miss Bohm sighed. "That was the name his father gave him when he was born. I wanted to name him Noah so as a compromise Noah became his middle name. After his father left, he refused to be called Nathan anymore. He wouldn't answer to it and kept saying that his name was Noah. Everyone finally gave in and let him use his middle name instead.

"Though, I realize now that Nathan was more fitting than Noah." Kurt gave her an odd look. "Nathan means god given while Noah means peaceful. I love my son but peaceful is something he rarely is."

Kurt didn't really care about the name. He had found his Tan-Tan. His Tan-Tan was upstairs and he had probably ruined any chances of them being friends last night. He tried to hold back his tears. "But my dad looked for you after my mom passed away."

As she gave him a soft smile, Miss Bohm laid a hand on Kurt's leg. "Sweetie, we moved as soon as we could after Jacob left. After I threw him out, he became more and more irrational. He came by all the time and threatened me and Noah. We had to make a clear break from everything that tied us to him."

"But you stayed in town." Kurt replied.

Noah's mom nodded. "My father was here and he kept us pretty well hidden. We stayed with him for a while before we were able to move out. Jacob put us in debt, hoping the financial obligations would break me so I would have to go back to him. It took me quite a while to get the house sold and after that I had to work two jobs just to pay off the credit cards. I was finally able to put a down payment on this house a few months after that."

Kurt nodded. It made some sense but at the same time... "Why didn't Noah tell me when he saw me in school? Did he forget about me?"

Shaking her head, Miss Bohm answered. "Oh sweetie, Noah never forgot about you. He had your picture in his room for the longest time after you lost touch. Well, until sixth grade. I still remember the first day of class that year. He came home so upset. He snarled all night long. I tried to let him get it out of his system but when he snapped at his sister, I sent him to his room. I went up to check on him and I saw him holding the picture of the two of you. He must have known I was there since he softly said, 'He forgot about me, Mom. My Toto forgot about me.' The poor thing was so heartbroken." She paused. "After that, the picture disappeared for a few years there. I didn't even hear about you again until about a year ago. He didn't seem so happy about something and he started to talk about a boy named Hummel. A little while after that, the picture reappeared from wherever it was hidden."

She smiled widely at Kurt. "And for the last few weeks, you have again been the only topic of discussion." She got up and started to move to the kitchen motioning Kurt to follow her. "'Kurt said this,' 'Kurt did that,' and 'Princess made me do this' though I don't know why he decided to call you princess."

Kurt blush wildly. This had to be the most confusing morning of his life and it didn't seem to be getting any better.

Noah's mom started to laugh. "I see that you still haven't stopped blushing." She turned the stove off and let the eggs sit in the hot water as she grabbed the toast. She went into the fridge and took the strawberry jam out, handing it and a piece of toast to Kurt. "Do you remember how Noah used to introduce you to the other kids when you two were little?"

Kurt nodded and smiled lightly. "He used to standing in front of me and say, 'I'm Nathan and this is my Tomato.' It was a wonder that name didn't stick."

Miss Bohm snorted. "You apparently don't remember what Noah did to any of the other kids who call you that. The amount of fights that boy got into because he decided that you were his friend and only his friend was astonishing. I was sure he was going to become a hoodlum."

Kurt thought it was wise to keep quiet about how Noah hadn't really grown out of the imitation routine but just had found better ways of covering up his assaults. Miss Bohm looked at the clock and shook her head. "Noah told me he had to be at your house at ten for some glee session and the boy is still asleep. Could you be a dear and go wake him up for me?"

Kurt froze. He knew that there was no way he couldn't go upstairs now. Well, there was no way without being rude. "Of course, Miss Bohm."

Noah's mom smiled widely at him and turned back to the fridge to get some more food out for breakfast.

Kurt slowly made his way to former best friend's room. It didn't seem fair that he had finally found his childhood friend, only to lose him again. Kurt put his hand on Noah's door and let his hand just lay on the bedroom door for a second before he opened it.

Noah was sleeping in the same position that Kurt had left him in. Kurt was about to walk over to him when he noticed the desk in the corner again. He walked by the bed and went to the desk. He pushed the roll-top up with enough force that it made a thud.

There was a picture of Tan-Tan and Toto. Kurt knew that particular photo so well since it was the same one he had in his bedroom. The two of them were curled up together on the floor next to each other, smiling as they both colored on the same picture. They didn't even seem to be looking at the picture since they were giggling. There were marker lines on both of their faces from earlier that day when they had realized that coloring on each other was more fun than on paper.

Kurt looked at the picture and started to get angry. How could Noah keep this from him? He turned to the bed and marched up to the edge. He waited for a second and pushed Noah as hard as he could, causing the larger boy to almost fall out of bed.

Noah woke up immediately and glared at Kurt from the corner of the bed. "What the hell was that for?"

Kurt moved to the side of the bed where Noah was and raised his hand to slap Noah. The other boy must have realized Kurt's intentions since he grabbed Kurt hand, pulled him onto the bed and pinned him. "Again, what the hell?"

Kurt tried to kick out but Noah had cover most of his body with his own so there was very little wiggle room. "When were you going to tell me you were Tan-Tan? Were you just having a good laugh? You knew I missed him and you said nothing. I know you saw our picture in my room."

Noah froze for a second then got off of Kurt and the bed in order to start pacing his room. "I was going to tell you soon but it started to get complicated. Okay?"

Kurt sat up and curled into a ball. He put his face between his legs and wrapped his arms around them. "Why didn't you tell me in sixth grade? I missed you so much. Your mom said you saw me but you didn't say anything to me. All I remember is you started to pick on me that year. You were around all the time but you never said you were Tan-Tan. You just picked on me." Kurt had a sorrowfully tone in his voice.

Kurt could feel Noah hovering next to him. "I know. It's just that I thought you forgot about me. You didn't even know who I was. I got so mad that you didn't care about me that I started to make sure you would remember me in one way or another."

"How was I supposed to know it was you? You were wearing weird rapper clothes and calling yourself Noah. You even buzzed your hair weird. My Tan-Tan had softy curly hair and wore normal people cloths. He didn't look like an extra from the latest Ludacris video."

Kurt felt the bed next to him sink. He heard Noah speak from very close. "I know. I get that now but back then it seemed like a slap in the face that you didn't recognize me. I had pictured meeting you again a hundred times when I was little and when you didn't remember me, I was pissed and like most little boys, my only way to make me feel better was by making the person who hurt me hurt. It wasn't mature but I was like ten."

Kurt looked at Noah. The large boy was hunched over with his face in his hands. He looked as miserable as Kurt felt. Kurt hesitantly reached out to Noah and started to rub his back. Noah looked up at him and Kurt could easily see the hurt that Noah must have felt back then. Kurt moved closer to Noah and wrapped himself around him from behind. "I'm sorry that I didn't know who you were. I really did miss you. My dad said that he looked for you and he couldn't find you. He went to your house and he called your phone but you were gone. I didn't know you were still in Lima. I thought you left me for good."

Noah grabbed Kurt's arm and pulled the smaller boy into his lap. "I didn't know that. It was crazy after my dad left but I tried to find you. I would go to the park all the time and make my mom detour to it just to check if you are there. My asshole of a father ripped up all my mom's phone numbers on the night she kicked him out. Yours was in there."

Kurt leaned against Noah a little tense, considering what had happened the night before. He sat there a minute before he asked Noah hesitantly. "Are we okay?"

Noah nodded. "Only if you're not mad at me. Honestly Kurt, I didn't mean to keep it a secret but when we started hanging out again, I didn't want you to get upset with me. I was already working against being a prick to you for years at that point and I didn't know what I would do if you didn't want to be friends with me because I was Tan-Tan. I didn't know why you disappear just that you did. That's kind of why I was so willing to let you take over my life so quickly. When we met up at the diner, it was like all that middle mess never happened. It was like we were Toto and Tan-Tan. Like it was always supposed to be like that. I wanted to make sure you were going to be friends with me even if I was Tan-Tan before I said anything."

Noah paused for a few seconds before continuing. "I didn't know why you left. I thought I did something wrong and you left me. I mean you and my dad left me about the same time so I thought that maybe I just wasn't good even for either one of you back then. Especially you since my dad was a grade A asshole and he didn't deserve me or my mom after what he did. But you were always so nice and sweet to me and I didn't know why you stopped coming to see me. When I saw you again and you didn't remember me, I was sure it was because you made yourself forget me."

Kurt instantly wrapped his arms around Noah's neck pulling himself as close as he could to Noah. "No. No. My mom was sick so we couldn't go to the park, and then she couldn't be near sick people so they barely let me see her since I was so young and germ invested. I missed you so much but my mom was sick and I wanted to make her better. I never forgot about you. I watched Wizard of Oz every night because of you. I fell in love with Wicked because it reminded me of you. I wanted to find you again but I didn't know how. I missed you so much." Kurt could feel the tears coming down his face even though he wasn't sobbing. He couldn't even figure out if he was happy or sad or upset. He just felt so overwhelmed.

Kurt felt Noah's hands running up and down his back trying to calm him down. "It's okay. I'm not going anywhere as long as you want me here. Okay? I'm not going to disappear again. Just calm down for me, princess. I didn't even know that your mom was gone until last year. I forgave you as soon as I heard. I know it's hard to lose a parent. I didn't know she died until you told me. I wish I could have been there for you."

Kurt started to calm down but refused to let go of his hold on Noah. He took a deep breath and re-asked his question. "Are we okay though?"

Noah seemed to tense. "What do you mean?"

Kurt started to freak out. Maybe Noah had forgotten what had happened last night. Maybe he wanted to forget. Maybe he was hoping Kurt had forgotten. Kurt let go of Noah and started to move away. "Nothing. It's nothing. Your mom reminded me that we have to meet Finn at ten so you better get ready."

Noah wrapped his arms around Kurt to stop him from moving. "No, what are you talking about?"

Kurt looked everywhere but at Noah. "Well, I mean last night...After I started drinking, you know...I really shouldn't drink but... Well, I kind of remember kissing you and you didn't seem to kiss back so... Are we okay?" Kurt looked at Noah who looked like he was somewhere between laughing and crying. "I didn't mean it... I meant it... I mean I promise I won't do it again. I promise I won't even look at you in the shower... Not that I did before... I don't look at guys in the shower..." Kurt started to turn red. "Is it too much to ask for the world to just open up and swallow me whole?"

Noah sighed and placed Kurt on the bed next to him. He then walked to the desk, grabbed the chair, and placed it in front of Kurt. "Princess, I've been trying to ask you out all week."

Kurt had been studying the edge of Noah's football jersey, which was huge on him, when Noah's statement made his head snap up. "You've been what? No, you haven't! I would have remembered."

Noah laughed at the indignation that was in Kurt's voice. "I was about to Tuesday night when I was leaving and again on Thursday after you came down from talking to your dad. I was going to ask you Thursday before school too, but Finn fucked that up by showing up here at the crack of dawn. I still want to kick his ass for that one. I almost got the balls to ask you on Friday, when your dad showed up and you missed it all. What do you think last night was?"

Kurt thought back to his week and realized that he had missed a lot of signs, a whole lot of signs. His face turned red. It was as if everyone could tell but him. "Oh Gucci, this is embarrassing."

Noah snorted. "Think about it from my end. One minute, you're flirting with me and the next, you act as if it meant nothing. I couldn't understand what was going on. I also didn't know if it was just because you were my Toto and I just found you again or if I really did like you." He smiled at Kurt. "I'm pretty sure it's the second but the first part doesn't hurt either."

Kurt giggled. "I don't think I knew what was going on either. I mean I've always thought you were cute, but I think I was trying to keep you in the friend category so I wouldn't get hurt. And now that you're Tan-Tan, it kind of makes sense why I was so comfortable with you so quickly. I usually don't act like that."

Noah laughed. "Oh, I know. I've seen you with Karofsky and Finn. You've put both of them through the ringer to get their second chances." He ducked his head a little. "I'm glad you gave me a second chance even if you didn't know who I was."

Kurt snorted. "As if I had a choice. In the last few weeks, you've been there for me when everyone else seemed to be standing on the sidelines. You picked on heck of a time to come back into my life."

Noah shrugged. "I didn't really have a choice either. At Barb's, I just saw you sitting there and felt like it was now or never. Luckily, it worked out for me. Now, I might have a pretty little thing on my arm on Friday nights." Noah laughed as he saw Kurt blush as usual.

"Ummm..." Kurt ducked his head down. "What exactly happened last night?"

Noah raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

Kurt shrugged and started to play with the edge of Noah's jersey that he had on. He liked how if fit even though it was way too big on him. It smelled like Noah too since the two of them had slept all curled together like they used to. "I remember watching the movie and slowly moving closer to you then I somehow managed to move myself onto your lap. After that you were laughing at something, I kissed you and you didn't kiss back. How did we end up in here and how did I get into your clothes?"

Noah moved back onto the bed and pulled Kurt onto his lap again. "Okay, I can fill out the gaps. First of all, you said you were cold so you kept moving over closer to me because, according to you, I give off warmth like a furnace. Then since you were basically in the crack between the seats, you decided that the sofa was lumpy and moved onto my lap. I just let you do what you wanted, because it was kind of cute seeing you so tipsy." Noah cupped Kurt's face with one hand and started to caress his cheekbone, causing Kurt to blush and duck his head. "After a few minutes of watching the movie, you turned and started to tell me how I was hot."

Kurt straightened up. "No, I didn't."

Noah laughed. "Oh yes, you did, and you said my hair was soft and that I had pretty eyes then you kissed me."

Kurt glared. "And you didn't kiss me back."

"Princess, you were drunk. I didn't want you to get mad and think I took advantage of you. I already got that with Quinn months ago. I didn't want it to happen with us." Noah said.

Kurt nodded and relaxed against Noah. "It was my first kiss."

Noah shook his head. "No, it wasn't."

Kurt laughed. "Yes, it was mostly because I'm not counting the one with Brit. That was horrible."

Noah shook his head again. "That wasn't your first kiss either."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "I think I know when my first kiss was."

"Apparently, you don't because your first kiss was when you were five." Noah said completely seriously.

Kurt's eyes widened. "No, it was not."

Noah nodded. "I woke up from a nap and you were still sleeping so I kissed you to see if it would wake you up."

Kurt's jaw dropped. "You...You... You stole my first kiss? Do you know how much I've been planning my first kiss? I wanted it to be perfect. And now I find out you took it when I was sleep, you... you kiss rapist." Kurt got off of Noah's lap and started pacing.

Noah laughed, got up and wrapped his arms around Kurt. "I'm sorry but it was your fault. You made me watch all those girly movies, and so I was just trying out some of the moves. It was my first kiss too, you know, so I think it counts as a pretty awesome kiss."

Kurt huffed. He thought that was kind of sweet, but he wasn't going to tell Noah that. "I want a redo. It's not fair that you remember my first kisses better than I do."

Noah turned Kurt around and smiled wickedly. "Well, I say they still count but I wouldn't want to disappoint you." He started to duck his head to kiss Kurt.

Laughing, Kurt tried to get away from Noah, "Hey, I expect a date before I give you a kiss."

Noah pulled Kurt closer to him. "I think last night counts as a date."

Kurt almost melted with the husky quality of Noah's voice. "Yeah... Yeah but I didn't know it was a date."

"I cooked and there were movies. That usually means that it's a date, princess." Noah sighed as he saw the slightly pout on Kurt's face. "You really want to go on a real date first, don't you?"

Kurt was of two minds about what to do. On the one hand, Noah was right in front of him and was very willing and eager to kiss him but on the other, he had always wanted to go on a date before he kissed a guy. Yes, it was a little late but a part of him still wanted the fairy tale first date scenario.

He was about to answer when Noah's mom opened the door. The three of them froze until Noah's mom spoke. "So that's what was taking so long." Smiling, she left but kept the door wide open. "You have five minutes to get downstairs before I send in your sister."

Kurt was mortified. Noah's mom had caught them not even kissing, but looking like they were about to kiss. Now, she probably thought they had been going at it in Noah's bed and that's why he was wearing Noah's clothes. Wait a second, why was he in bed with Noah with the larger boy's clothes on? "Um... Why am I in your clothes?"

"Other than that you look hot in my stuff?" Noah asked not letting him go. "Well, it could be that you knocked most of my wine on yourself while you were trying to figure out how to get my mouth to work to your advantage."

Kurt laughed. "And how did I end up in your bed?"

Noah smiled as he started to rub Kurt's back. "After you were soaked with wine, I decided to get grab you some dry clothes. I told you to wait downstairs, but you followed me up the stairs just like you used to." Noah pulled back and moved his hand to Kurt's face. "You looked just like a puppy following his owner."

Kurt jokingly tried to bite Noah and he moved away a little. "You do realize that you've been calling yourself Dorothy for years now?" He giggled.

Noah laughed and shrugged. "Doesn't really matter since I like boys and girls, now does it? Anyway, you started to follow me to my bedroom and I grabbed you a jersey. You saw the clean shirt and stripped as if you were getting money for it. It was hot."

Kurt blushed wildly. He was never going to drink again. "Gucci, please tell me that's it."

Noah laughed. "Well, it was pretty tame after the strip tease. You demanded a pair of pants, even though you looked cute in just the jersey. I went to throw your clothes in the wash and by the time I came back you were asleep on the bed. I figured that we've slept together before so it would be no big deal. Plus, you were in my bed and I didn't think you wanted to put me out for the night."

Kurt felt relieved nothing had happened. He was probably going to freak out tonight when he got home, as it was with the whole dating Noah and Tan-Tan thing. Not to mention, he was trying to figure out how to get out the front door without seeing Noah's mom.

There was giggling at the door. Kurt turned to see a little girl looking at them. "Mom said to come get you. She said that you might be kissing and stuff." She giggled again. "Are you going to kiss again?"

Kurt was red again. "We... I... we didn't kiss."

Noah groaned, let go of Kurt, and walked towards his sister. "Get out of here, munchkin. We'll come out."

Noah's sister giggled again. "But mom said wait until one of you comes with me. She said that you can't be trusted to not do icky stuff."

Noah rolled his eyes. "I'm sure she used the word icky. You can take Kurt since I have to take a shower."

The little brunette girl giggled. "Is he your boyfriend?"

Noah looked back at Kurt. There was a hopeful look in his eyes. "Yeah, I think he is. So are you my boyfriend?"

Kurt didn't think his face could get any warmer but he felt the rest of his blood from his body rush to his face. "Let's try a date first, but I'm leaning towards yes."

Noah turned back to his sister with a smile. "It's a work in progress. I'll give you an update when anything changes. Now out, so I can take a shower." Smiling wickedly, he turned to Kurt as he started to take off his shirt. His tan, toned upper body was revealed in all its glory.

Kurt watched pseudo-boyfriend's strip and kept glancing from the floor to the tone muscles. He knew Noah was doing it on purpose, but he still felt shy about ogling his friend. "Um... I'm going to head down." Kurt brushed by Noah.

Noah laughed softly. "You can look you know."

Kurt nodded his head but still didn't look. He felt his butt get slapped as he moved away and turned back to see a mischievous grin on Noah's face as one of hands started to wander down to the fly of his pants. He turned his head back to face the door, as his face felt like it was becoming permanently red. He looked at the little girl who seemed to be laughing at the two of them.

"You're really red." She said emphatically.

Kurt heard Noah's laughter behind him. He tried to smile as he replied. "It's your brother's fault."

She nodded wisely. "It usually is." She then smiled at Kurt as the two of them walked down the stairs. "My name is Sarah. What's yours?"

Kurt smiled hoping that blood would final return to his body now that Noah was not around. "My name's Kurt."

She smiled up at him. "Like Kurt Vonnegut? He's one of Noah's favorite authors. I think it's because of his name. My name means princess. What does yours mean?"

Kurt laughed at very verbose nature of his escort. "I think I'm named after Kurt Cobain, the singer. My dad loved him when he was younger. I don't really know what it means."

Sarah took over the conversation again. "We should ask mom. She always knows this kind of stuff. She says a name can make a person. She says that's why people change their name when they get famous because they are easier to remember." They were at the breakfast table when she finished talking. "Mom, this is Kurt."

"Yes, I know dear. Where is your brother?" Miss Bohm asked as she started to set the table.

Kurt could not look the woman in the eyes. He was sure he was blushing again. He knew nothing happened between Noah and himself last night but his mom didn't. She probably was thinking horrible, horrible things about Kurt.

Miss Bohm lightly touched Kurt's shoulder causing him to look at her. "Why don't you sit down? Noah usually doesn't take that long in the shower."

Kurt nodded but didn't say a word. Sarah and Miss Bohm seemed to be discussing the little girl's next week of school. They were so comfortable with each other. Miss Bohm seemed to be eagerly waiting to hear what her daughter was saying, not just because it was during the breaks in the game or she was done with the newspaper.

The terrifying tales of the third grade were told as they waited for Noah. Kurt thought about the last time he had been able to talk to a parent like that. It was probably when his mom was still alive. It wasn't that his dad didn't try but it was different. When the conversation turned to Kurt, it jarred him a little.

"So Kurt, how are you doing?" Miss Bohm asked.

"I'm doing well." Kurt said trying to get the attention off of himself. "And you?"

Miss Bohm smiled knowingly. "I'm fine. What about school? Noah says that you are in glee and football."

Kurt nodded. "I am. It keeps me busy."

Miss Bohm started laughing. "When did you become so tight lipped? I remember you being a little chatter box when you were little. You would go on and on. I thought that was the reason why Noah never really spoke. After you got used to someone, you would take over the conversation."

Kurt didn't know what to say. How was he supposed to reply to that? "Um..."

Luckily, he was saved by Noah yelling out from upstairs. "Mom, there's no clean towels in the bathroom!"

Miss Bohm shook her head. "Sarah, go grab one of the towels from the laundry basket and give it to your brother."

Sarah quickly went to grab her brother's towel, leaving Kurt and Miss Bohm alone. Kurt kept his eyes fixed on the empty plate in front of him until Noah's mom spoke. "Kurt sweetie, don't be so nervous. I've known you since you were little."

Kurt could feel her looking at him but still jumped when he felt her touch his arm. He looked up to see her looking very concerned.

"Are you worried about what I walked in on earlier?" She asked softly.

Kurt could feel his hand start to shake a little.

Miss Bohm sighed. "Oh sweetie, don't worry about it. You're both teenagers and so you are a little hot under the collar. It's not abnormal."

Kurt squeaked his reply. "Nothing happened last night."

Kurt felt Miss Bohm's hand lift his chin to face her. "Is that what upset you? Did I interrupt you and Noah deciding to date? He really does like you."

Shaking his head, Kurt interrupted. "No, last night nothing happened. We were just sleeping."

Miss Bohm let got of Kurt's chin but still kept her hand on his arm. "I know that. I found your clothes in the washing machine this morning. I moved them to the dryer for you. Are you worried about what I would think about you and Noah?"

Kurt nodded slightly as he lowered his head again.

Miss Bohm laughed. "Oh Kurt, your mom and I used to talking about how cute of a couple you two were when you were kids. Why would I be upset that it actually came true?"

Kurt's head shot up. "What?"

Miss Bohm leaned forward a little. "I feel odd saying this, but we figured out you were gay when you were three or four. Well, more of, we wouldn't have been shocked if you turned out to be gay when you were older. And the way Noah acted, we were sure he would probably hurt anyone who tried to take you away from him."

She paused and smiled. "Noah's always been a little in love with both genders. His first real crush was on Sean from the fight club that he's part of." She started to laugh. "He would spend all his time there whenever he could. When he found out that Jesse was dating Sean, well, let's just say that Jesse had a lot of black and blue shins for a while there. I would get the funniest phone calls from the pair of them. Sean call and tell me how cute it was Noah would try to defend him from the nasty Jesse. Jesse would keep calling saying that he wanted to drop Noah from his classes because he didn't like getting hit for talking to his boyfriend. Noah was always just a few feet away during those phone calls and would start yelling about how Sean liked him more than Jesse so Jesse should leave Sean alone. It took about a year for Noah to give up on being with Sean but from what I heard, he did tell Jesse that if he messed up, Sean was his."

She leaned closer to Kurt and laughed. "Noah was a lady killer then, too. He used to charm everyone and get his way most of the time." She paused as she laughed a little harder. "A few days after he gave up on Sean, I caught him kissing a pretty little girl on the patio. One of many girls I've seen him with." She shook her head. "Sadly, I don't think any of them really suited him. He's a little too smart for his own good so he's always been easily bored with girl who let him get his way." Miss Bohm leaned back. "I think his heart wasn't really into chasing girls. They were just always waiting for him. That's the main reason why he's only been with girls. He told me once that it was just easier to find a girl that was willing to go out with him than it was to find guys he liked and was gay or bi. It's a shame that people have to hide who they are in a country that says that it is so tolerant. I honestly think the only reason why he hasn't been with a boy before is just because he hasn't found one he cared enough about to deal with the fall out that would come from it." She looked at the stairs. "Speaking of Noah, he should have been dressed and down by now. Sarah! Noah!"

Noah's bellow rang through the house. "Coming mom."

Kurt was relieved to hear that this wasn't the first time that Noah had looked at guys in that way. It meant this probably was serious for him too and not just an experiment to see whether he liked guys or not. Kurt was a little confused on who Sean was. He knew about Mac but maybe Sean was Jesse's old boyfriend. That, however, didn't make sense since Mac had said that he and Jesse had been together for fifteen years. "Um, who is Sean?"

Miss Bohm gave Kurt an odd look. "I know you have meet him. He runs the fight club with Jesse. Oh yes, I think Noah calls him Mac sometimes. He usually answers to Sean when I call so I'm just used to calling him that. They're both amazing people. They've done so much for Noah."

Kurt heard Noah's footsteps coming down the stairs and the turned to see Noah with Sarah getting a piggy back ride. Kurt noticed that Noah wasn't dressed the way he normally was. He had jeans on, but they were darker and a little more form fitting than usual. They weren't quite skinny jeans, but they did hug Noah in the right places. He was also wearing a rich deep purple button down shirt that seemed to bring out Noah's eyes. Noah must have realized that Kurt appreciated the outfit since he put his sister down and did a little turn. Kurt felt his cheeks warm up again.

"Sorry, it took so long. I was dressed but Buttercup here decided that what I was wearing was horrible." Noah said as he sat next to Kurt.

Sarah turned to her mom and replied. "Mom, he doesn't know how to dress himself. No wonder Kurt's waiting to see if they should date."

Noah replied with mock hurt. "Hey, I do to know how to dress."

Sarah sighed. "No, you think you know how to dress. It's sad that I had to dress you."

Noah glared at his sister but there was a lot of warmth in his look. "Says the girl who just started dressing herself."

Sarah quickly shot back. "I've been dressing myself for four years now. And you should dress nice since Kurt's here."

Noah sighed. "You've got me there." He turned to his mom. "Speaking about Kurt, we're going on a date tonight so I am going to miss dinner."

Kurt voiced his opinion before the others could. "When did I say yes to tonight?"

Noah smiled. "I figured the sooner we make this official, the better for me."

Kurt could see the advantages of going on a date with Noah as soon as possible as well, so he sighed and nodded. Noah smiled widely at him and grabbed his hand.

Miss Bohm then spoke. "That's all well and good but tonight is family dinner night, so you will be here Noah."

Noah looked more than a little upset at being denied a date by his mom. "But mom, we have dinner every Sunday."

Miss Bohm nodded. "Yes and that's why it's tradition. But..." she smiled at Noah and Kurt. "Kurt is invited to join us for dinner, and then the two of you can go out to a movie if you want."

Noah turned to ask Kurt again for a date, but his facial features expressed his surety that Kurt would say no. "Would that be okay with you?"

Kurt looked at Noah. He looked completely destroyed. His shoulders were slumped and he was concentrating on his plate much like Kurt had earlier. Kurt scooted over and then nudged Noah. Noah looked up at him, clearly unhappy with the situation. Kurt thought about having his first date at his date's house rather than at a restaurant. He thought about how it could be horribly awkward, but then he thought about how kind Noah's mom seemed to be and how adorable Noah's sister was. Maybe it would make it easier since there would be at least someone who approved of the relationship helping out. "It's okay, only if I get to choose the movie after."

Noah's frown quickly disappeared as he started to smile widely at Kurt. "Anything, you say princess."

Breakfast went smoothly after that. There was a lot of teasing between Sarah and Noah with Kurt and Miss Bohm laughing at the pair's antics. It was clear to Kurt that family was important to Noah, and with how amazing his mother and sister were, it was understandable why. It made his decision to have the first half of their date at Noah's house seem a little better.

As they were leaving, Noah hugged his sister and mom and told them goodbye. Kurt was hedging towards the door when Miss Bohm grabbed him and gave him a hug as well. When she let go, she spoke softly to Kurt. "I'll make some of your favorites from when you were little for dinner. Is that okay?"

Kurt nodded but felt a little choked up. Noah's mom remembered his favorite foods and was going to make them especially for his first date. It was odd but perfect. "Thank you."

She ran her hand through his hair and for once, Kurt wasn't upset by the mess it probably caused. "You never have to thank me for something like that Kurt. It's like a part of the family's back now that you are here. It's not only Noah who has missed you."

Kurt nodded and quickly left before he started to tear up. He saw Noah give him an odd look. "Your mom is really nice."

Noah smiled softly and grabbed Kurt's hand. "I know."

The two of them sat down in Noah's car where Noah linked their hands together again as he drove. Kurt squeezed his hand as he thought about when they were little and they used to tug each other along because they were always holding hands. They had always been really affectionate with each other to the point that they would even take naps curled up next to each other. The few times they were in trouble and their parents separated them, nap time became filled with crying and tantrums to return to the other's side.

Kurt giggled. "Does this mean I can call you Tan-Tan?"

Noah laughed but shook his head. "Only if you want me to call you Toto."

Kurt laughed. "If I can call you Dorothy."

Noah started laughing harder. "No way in hell are you calling me that, princess."

Kurt tightened his hold on Noah's hand. "I think I like being called princess more."

Noah turned and looked at Kurt for a second before looking back at the road. "It suits you."

Kurt smiled and started looking out the window. He would occasionally tighten his hold on Noah's hand just to feel the jock tighten his hand in return. The whole morning seemed surreal. It was like a fairy tale come true where the lost best friend comes back to save the, well princess did fit, and they lived happy ever after. Kurt kept smiling until they almost reached his house. He quickly notices the police cars out in front and the yellow tape across his yard.

He let go of Noah's hand and leaned forward. "Noah, my house."