I'm Baaaaacccckkk! Sorry it's been so long. It feels like forever! But I'm here with more Klaine goodness. This is me bringing you, Hold onto sixteen. I'd like to note, I wrote this as if Kurt ran after Blaine instead of Finn. Anyway, here we go...

Kurt

"Rachel and I might as well get used to a life of barista work and summer stock. There's no way we're getting into NYADA now. If we don't win at Sectionals, I pretty much have nothing to live for." I whined as I filled out my Lima Bean application. I was over my anger, now I just was filled with self pity.

"New Directions is a mess. And we're gonna lose, Kurt. And I can't do a thing about it. Every time I open my mouth, Finn gives me these looks like 'what does he think he's doing?'. I know what I'm doing." Blaine spat out, muttering remarks under his breath.

"Hey guys!" A voice called out.

I knew that voice. My anger meter rose past any recordable level as I turned to see the approaching meerkat.

"So crazy... I'm sitting over there checking out this guy, and all of the sudden I'm like 'wait a second, I know that hair'," He invited himself to sit down, "What's up, buddy? Haven't seen you online." He began speaking to Blaine.

Sebastian then turned to me and said, "Hi Kurt."

I gave him the fakest smile I could muster.

"We've been really busy with glee club." Blaine explained.

"Practicing for Sectionals, together." I felt that familiar surge of jealously rush through me. I looked at Blaine lovingly as I said, together.

"Congrats on the Warbler win at your Sectionals. We're up this week." Blaine said, shooting me a nervous grimace.

"Yeah, Well hey, if there's one guy who can whip New Directions into a legitimate threat it's Blaine Anderson, right?" Sebastian continued flirting.

"Right, I need another coffee." Blaine mumbled, seeming annoyed.

I could have sworn Sebastian took a peek at Blaine's ass, as he stood.

As soon as Blaine was out of earshot I began, "I don't like you." I snapped.

"Fun. I don't like you ether." Sebastian said simply.

"I don't like the way you talk to my boyfriend. I don't like your smirky little meerkat face. I don't like your obnoxious CW hair. I'm on to you." I stayed calm but continued to spit out every insult that I had running through my head since I met him.

"Let's get a few things straight. Blaine's too good for you, New Directions is a joke, and one of us has a hard-luck case of the gay face and it ain't me. Odds are, by the end of the school year I'll have Blaine and a Nationals trophy, and you'll have khakis and a Lima Bean apron and that gay face." Sebastian leaned in and did his best to tear me down.

I remained unfazed and simply quipped, "You smell like craigslist."

"What're you guys talking about?" Blaine returned, a new coffee in hand.

I was a little upset I couldn't continue the fabulous conversation I was having with my new best friend.

"Duh, the next time we're all going out drinking, killer!" Sebastian grinned.

"Uh-oh" Blaine sort of chuckled. He looked over to see my reaction. I wasn't sure what to do. My initial reaction was to flip the table over and throw Blaine's coffee into Sebastian's 'gay' face.

Instead I quickly shrugged and showed another fake smile.

"Well, I've gotta run, but you take care of that Warbler, Kurt." Sebastian got to his face and sent a wink Blaine's way before leaving.

Blaine shook his head and took a sip of his drink.

"Blaine-" I began speaking.

"Don't worry, we are not going out drinking again. Not with Sebastian or anyone for a matter of fact. My last two experiences with alcohol did not have happy endings." Blaine confirmed.

"I was going to say, Sebastian seems like a really fantastic...carney." I smiled.

"Kurt." Blaine warned.

"What?" I threw my hands up in surrender, "Couldn't you just see him working a tilt-a-whirl or a Ferris wheel. Or even a freak show. His hair would fit right i-" I continued.

Blaine was slowly biting his bottom lip and doing his best not to laugh.

"You," Blaine slid my cup across the table, "Have had to much coffee."

I rolled my eyes playfully and turned my attention back to my application.

Kurt

A look of surprise hit my face as Sam strode into the room. I got up from my chair as he embraced Mike and then Tina.

"I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Finn and Rachel. I sort of lost my way, but true friends help you find your way back." Sam grinned.

"Let's hear it for Sam Evans!" Finn popped a bottle of sparkling cider as he cheered.

Everyone clapped and cheered along.

"Great to see you again!" Blaine hugged Sam and patted him a few times on the back.

"You too Blaine. My brother and sister won't stop talking about you two." Sam hugged me next.

Blaine

Kurt's face smile warmed as he thought about the kids.

"Alright, enough of the sentimental stuff! It's time y'all get a little country back in this joint." Sam grabbed a guitar and began to strum it lightly.

Sam sang red solo cup as we collected our plastic cups of cider.

I sang along with a happy grin on my face.

Kurt sat in his chair, legs crossed, and held his cup delicately while silently judging us. He looked at us as if we were all crazy.

As Sam continued to sing, Kurt looked down at his cup, judging it aswell. He shrugged a little and then sipped it slowly.

I ignored this and joined in on their silly banter with the cup.

When we got back to the chorus I jumped to my feet and sang more enthusiastically and danced. I turned to Kurt in hopes to get him dancing too.

He looked at me as if I was insane, shook his head, and mouthed, "What is wrong with you?"

I knew he was secretly enjoying this.

When the song ended I looked back to Kurt, and like I suspected, there was a small smile on his face.

Kurt

I danced along with the rest of the boys. I had pretty much mastered the dance but most of the guys were fumbling and stumbling over their feet. This rehearsal was not going well.

"What does it even matter anyway? It's not like we have a chance of winning. Not without the girls." Puck seemed defeated.

"Sir, Girls smell better than ham. And when they're dancing and bouncing around, you can't help but watch them." Rory added in agreement.

"Well, that's it, then! We'll take what's most appealing about us as a group and we'll use it to our advantage." tried his best to keep the group positive.

"Yeah, how about, you know, something like, um..." Blaine danced across the floor and added a little spin at the end, "like something like that."

"Cute!" I encouraged.

"I like the spin, I like the it, you guys." Mr. Shue said.

The boys tried to replicate Blaine's move. Only a few caught on and even then it wasn't anywhere near as perfect as Blaine's.

"God, okay, stop. Stop!" Sam snapped.

"Look, Blaine, this..." Sam spun around in place and then flashed his hands up insultingly,"is totally boy band. What we need to sell here is sex."

Sam then did a grinding motion with his hips.
"What the hell is that?" Blaine asked critically.

"It's-It's a body roll." Sam said.

"That's not a body roll." Blaine argued.

"That," Sam said as he rolled his hips again, "is sex."

The guys tried Sam's move and began to make noises of approval.

"Man's not wrong. I've got light tingles where it's only fifty-fifty for tingling." Artie grinned.

"Yeah! Yeah Sam, that's awesome. That's exactly what we need." Finn confirmed.

I moved a little in my chair. I was not ashamed to admit I wanted to see Blaine try that body roll.

I was a little disappointed when Blaine suddenly cried out, "No, that's not– that's not what we need! We don't have to resort to... that." He motioned his hand to Sam's hips, "It's cheap, you know, it's selling out."

"Look, I came back here to win. When you're desperate, sometimes you've gotta, you know, use your assets and do what you've gotta to do to get back that advantage. This," another hips roll, "is the advantage."

"Of course that's what you think. You have to think that in order to sleep at night." Blaine snapped.

"What the hell does that mean?" Sam moved closer to Blaine.

"It means, that. I'm. Not. For. Sale!" Blaine pronounced each word slowly and each syllable was full of anger.

Sam lunged at Blaine. He shoved him back but Blaine was eager and ready to fight back. Blaine held his own and it looked like it could have gotten pretty ugly if Mr. Shue hadn't stepped in.

"Forget it!" Blaine yelled, shook his head and threw his hands in the air.

He stormed from the room and everyone feel silent.

We all just stood their, waiting for someone or something to break the awkward silence.

No one looked at each other, no eye contact.

Mr. Shue opened his mouth to speak but before he could I made a move.

"Blaine!" I shouted out as I ran from the room.

Kurt

After checking the auditorium, library, and lunch room, I found Blaine in the locker room.

I stood in the doorway and watched Blaine in slight awe.

His clothing had been stripped down to a white T-shirt, grey sweathsirt, and shorts. He was ferociously slamming his fists into a punching bag. His forehead was already coated with a thin layer of sweat.

"You box?" I asked.

"Hmmph!" He sent another flying punch, "After getting bullied so much, I took up boxing as self defense!"

"I never knew you boxed." I said.

Blaine hit the bag again and again.

I knew I was supposed to be focusing on the predicament at hand but I couldn't help think about how hot Blaine looked.

He suddenly stopped and let his head fall forward into his gloved hands.

"What the HELL!?" Blaine threw back his head and yelled at the ceiling.

His breath was jagged and rough.

"Blaine." I stepped forward cautiously.

"I'm sorry." Blaine sighed.

I placed a soft hand on his shoulder, hoping to calm him down.

His face was instantly close to mine and I could feel his hot breath hit my face.

"Blaine?" I was taken aback by his forwardness.

His lips caught mine and he roughly kissed me. He turned his anger into some sort of passion. His tongue slipped into my mouth and (just this time) I instantly allowed him dominance.

I broke the kiss with a shuddering gasp.

"I never wanted you to see me like this." Blaine shook his head.

I adjusted his sweatshirt and then took his face in my hands.

"Honey, Just cool down, take a deep breath." My voice soothed.

"I love you." Blaine closed his eyes, fallowing my instructions.

"I love you too." I turned and left, leaving Blaine alone.

Blaine

"I'm sorry." Finn's voice took me by surprise.

"Huh?" I swung my head up this time to see Finn in the doorway.

I was sitting on the bench in the locker room, my breath finally returning to normal.

"I'm sorry I have been giving you a bit of a hard time." Finn elaborated.

"A bit?" I said.

"Fine, I'm sorry I've been giving you a really hard time." Finn folded.

"Why? Why do you hate me!?" I asked, getting to my feet.

"I don't hate you! It's just...god...I felt threatened." Finn struggled.

"What?" I laughed in disbelief.

"Your just so talented and...man...I was jealous." Finn admitted.

"Jealous?" I asked.

"Yes! Jealous. I was stupid and...and...we can't win if we don't all work together and...we need you." Finn finished.

"What about Sam?" I asked.

"He wanted you to know he's sorry too." Finn said.

I took a deep breath and stripped off one of my gloves.

"Okay. Teammates." I offered my hand.

"Teammates." Finn nodded and fist-bumped my knuckles.

"Let's get back to work." I shrugged.

I mean when it came down to it, I had to learn to get along with this man. He was Kurt's step brother and if things kept going the way I wanted them too with Kurt, I'd be seeing a lot more of Finn.

Woooh! This took me extra long to write. Sorry if this one was not that great. I'm getting back into the game. I hope you enjoyed. The next chapter will be up soon. Fallow and Favorite to never miss a chapter! Thank you for reading!