SARAH HAS NOT SEEN NEW YORK/NATIONALS. When I have seen it, you'll know. Trust me. I don't like having to say this every chapter, but unfortunately I've had a spoiler that I read without making the connection that 'In Nationals when...' means 'this has spoilers for New York.' Please, just don't say anything. I should be getting the episode sometime soon.
In regards to the many comments on my last chapter, I based the Jewish response to homosexuality on my study of Judaism in high school. We went to a temple and got to hear a (boring) speech from one of the Rabbi and I believe he said homosexuality was frowned upon. But I understand it's different in different places. Someone made the broad statement that just because someone's religious doesn't mean they're homophobic - I am a Christian myself so I'm fully aware of that and that wasn't what I was saying at all. Blaine's impression was that his family wasn't homophobic but it just wasn't a part of their religion.
I apologize if I sound terse tonight but my life's like a simmering pot at the moment and it tried to boil over today. So when that happens, there's two choices. Either it boils over, I let out what's going on, deal with the problems and all that. Or I clamp the lid on. Which is what happened today, and Angela ended up getting that when I suddenly shut off and disappeared which I feel awful for. So I'm still not really back.
For this one, I'm combining two prompts to make one awesome union of a story! These come from Ehmber and I'llrockyoursocks, with the similar promptings of NightRose131, KiKiFliesDW13 Gleek and heal my bleeding heart: 1. Kurt is in his dorm at Dalton practicing with his sai swords, he has a competition later that week, when Blaine walks in. Apparently Blaine finds this hot. What happens next?.. 2. Well, what about Kurt has a Sai competition with Blaine, Mercedes, and Wes going for support and to watch. Once Kurt comes in first, they all go out to dinner to celebrate. From there, Blaine gets a little bit enthusiastic about his congratulations...
A-freaking-men! Thank you! I've already given him a slight mention back in Chapter 26 but I've been dying to write a story completely based around the swords. And these two prompts work so well together, I love it.
Never been to a sai competition (I'd love to though) so I don't know how they work. Cue making-it-up music! (which happened to be various Glee songs and the AVPM soundtrack)
Sai
"Hey, Kurt I need to... ask -"
Kurt looked up nonchalantly, slowing his spinning and catching the swords. "What's up?"
Blaine was staring at him, mouth agape. Kurt waved a hand in front of his face to no result. "Blaine? Blaine!"
Blaine blinked, snapping his mouth shut but still staring at Kurt with glazed eyes. "You - what the hell was that?"
Kurt frowned. "Um, sai swords?"
Blaine gave a strangled laugh. "What - since when did you do that?"
"I taught myself a couple of years back." Now Kurt was confused because Blaine still looked like he was in shock. "Why?"
"I - you just ... do it again?" Blaine suddenly snapped out of his stupor, moving over to take a seat on Kurt's bed as he shrugged.
"Sure." Getting into position, Kurt began to spin the swords, moving into one of his practice routines. He flicked one of the swords up into the air to a gasp from Blaine before catching it effortlessly without slowing the speed of the other one. With a final spin, he caught the two swords and gave a quick bow.
"That was... wow." Kurt felt himself blush as Blaine continued to stare at him like he had done something amazing.
"It's not that big a deal really. I was just practicing for my competition."
And now Blaine's expression flickered to something of mild hurt. "You have a competition?" Kurt nodded. "When?"
"Tomorrow." Blaine's frown grew deeper.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Kurt shrugged again, feeling unsettled.
"I guess I didn't think it was your kind of thing."
Blaine raised an eyebrow. "Kurt, anything you do is my kind of thing. You're my best friend, I'm interested in everything you do. And if you're doing a competition, I would've loved to have come and supported you. I mean," and now Blaine suddenly looked apprehensive, "if you don't want me there, that's -"
"No, of course I do!" Kurt spoke a bit louder than expected and blushed.
Blaine was blushing slightly too. "Oh. Good." They stared at each other for a few seconds in awkward silence until Blaine cleared his throat. "Um, what time?"
"Oh, right. I'm leaving here at 4, you can catch a ride with me if you like. It's out in Lima and I've got to pick up Mercedes too, and afterwards us three will probably go out somewhere to hopefully celebrate... what?" Kurt trailed off when he saw the look on Blaine's face. He knew that look. It was the classic trademark Warbler Scheming look, and he started feeling slightly nervous.
"Well you said you were inviting Mercedes?" At Kurt's nod, he continued. "Isn't she going to feel a little out of place, like that time at Breadstix?"
"Mercedes will be alright, she's -"
"No, I think Mercedes needs some company." Blaine raised an eyebrow and Kurt suddenly understood.
"Oh, of course. Will he want to though?"
Blaine pulled out his phone. "Only one way to find out." He hit Wes' number and turned the phone onto loudspeaker as his friend picked up. "Hey, Wes. Kurt and Blaine here."
"Hi," Kurt chipped in, feeling like he should probably say something.
"Hey guys. Taken to joint phone calls now have we? I'll keep that in mind."
Kurt felt the blush spread across his face again as Blaine replied. "Very funny. Anyway, we've got something to ask you. Kurt's got a sai sword competition this w -"
"He WHAT?" Both boys winced as Wes' voice shot out of the speaker. "Kurt, since when have you done sais?"
Blaine chuckled. "I asked him the same thing when I found out. He's incredible as well, it's pretty hot to watch."
There was absolute silence. Kurt turned to stare at Blaine who was now going bright red and staring at the floor. Then Wes chipped in. "Well, glad we had this conversation. Very informative. Probably too informative. I should leave you guys to it -"
"We actually did have something to ask you, Wes." Kurt spoke up, seeing Blaine wasn't going to any time soon. "My competition is tomorrow and we were wondering if you'd like to come."
"Um, well I don't know about David -"
"No, just you." Kurt could almost hear Wes raising an eyebrow on the other end of the line. Nobody ever tried to separate Wes and David. If one of them wanted to go somewhere, they would both be there. Simple.
"What's the catch?"
"Well, I'm bringing Mercedes, and -"
"I'll be there. What time are we leaving." Blaine chuckled, his face returning to a normal colour but still avoiding eye contact with Kurt.
"We're going with Kurt and leaving at 4."
"Okay, see you then." Wes hung up abruptly and Kurt chuckled.
"And within two minutes I'll be getting a call from Mercedes, freaking out over what to wear because Wes will be there." Blaine smiled, staring across the room and Kurt sighed.
"Hey, look at me."
Blaine looked up and Kurt could see the embarrassment still flooding his eyes. "It's alright. I'll take it as a compliment - a well deserved one, I might add," he continued, as Blaine was still looking unsure. "I am pretty hot after all."
That did it. Blaine's mouth cracked into a smile and all the tension evaporated. "So, what you showed me, is that the routine you're going to do tomorrow?"
"No, and before you ask, you don't get to see that. I've got to have some surprises after all."
Blaine pouted and Kurt was so close to giving in - because damn Blaine and his puppy dog eyes! - when his phone buzzed.
Kurt! Why didn't you tell me Wes was coming! - M
Kurt chuckled and excused himself to call his frantic friend, leaving a thoughtful looking Blaine sitting on his bed.
"Wes, chill. You look fine."
Blaine sat on his bed, watching his nervously pacing friend throwing random shirts across the room, totally ignoring the fact that he was already dressed.
"Fine isn't good enough, Blaine!"
"Did you seriously want me to tell you that you look hot or something? Because I will but I'm going to question your sexuality as I do it."
Wes stopped pacing and stared at Blaine for a second before sighing and sitting down. "That's better. After all, it's Kurt that should be nervous, he's the one actually doing something tonight."
As if on cue, there was a knock on the door and Kurt stuck his head in, eyeing up the clothes with amusement. "Wes," Blaine explained.
"Kurt, it's like your name's Taboo!" Wes was suddenly back to life, jumping to his feet and grabbing his bag. Blaine shook his head at his friend's Harry Potter obsession as they all headed out of the room. Wes bounded ahead and Blaine took the moment to talk with Kurt.
"Nervous?" Kurt gave him a look and held his hands out in front of him. They were shaking, badly.
"What do you think?"
Blaine chuckled and reached out to take one of them. "You'll be great. Try not to shake when you're throwing the swords though, I don't want to see anybody lose an eye."
Kurt stuck his tongue out as they descended the stairs. Blaine noticed they were still holding hands, but it didn't seem to bother Kurt and it certainly didn't bother Blaine.
"I call shotgun!" Wes was already out by Kurt's car, jumping around eagerly beside the passenger door.
"So you want Blaine to sit in the back with Mercedes do you?" Blaine laughed as Wes suddenly conceded and moved to sit into the back.
The ride to Lima was mostly uneventful. Wes' hyperactivity wore off after the first ten minutes and by the end he was muttering nervously to himself as he stared out the window. Since he wasn't doing any harm, Blaine and Kurt left him alone, spending the trip arguing over music choices and singing along to the songs they agreed on.
As Kurt pulled up outside Mercedes' house, Wes sprung out of his seat. "I'll go get her!" He was out of the car before anyone could say anything, striding up to the front door.
Blaine laughed, then looked over at Kurt who was looking pale. He immediately leant over and took his hand, giving it a squeeze. "You're going to be fine, Kurt."
Kurt nodded almost imperceptibly, taking a couple of deep breaths before turning to Blaine with a smile. "Thanks." He hesitated, then went to say something else. "Blaine.. I -"
The door opened and Kurt sighed before turning to the backseat. "Hey, 'Cedes! You look stunning!"
Blaine turned to see Mercedes in a strapless flowery dress, smiling nervously, and had to agree with Kurt's statement. Apparently Wes did too as he hadn't been able to take his eyes off the girl - not that she seemed to mind at all.
"Hey Kurt, Blaine, good to see you guys again. We do have seats near the back, right Kurt?"
Kurt sighed good-naturedly as he pulled out of the drive. "It was one time, Mercedes! I'm a lot better now."
Blaine raised an eyebrow at Mercedes who happily explained. "I've seen him mutilate a lamp before."
Blaine turned his look to a blushing Kurt who kept his eyes on the road. "It wasn't that bad..."
"Oh yes it was, white boy!" Blaine chuckled as the two bickered, enjoying the company. Mercedes filled Kurt in on all the McKinley gossip for the rest of the car trip - apparently Quinn and Rachel were having another huge spat over Finn, who for once was being smart and keeping out of it.
Mercedes was just finishing up a story from that afternoon's practice - ".. and then of course Rachel had to sing about it so we were subjected to her rendition of Celine again." - when they pulled up to the competition hall. Wes leapt out of the car, racing around to open Mercedes door for her to the chuckles of the two boys in the front seat.
Kurt had to go a different way to sign in and get ready, so the group wished him good luck at the door. Mercedes engulfed him in a hug before stepping back and shyly taking Wes' hand as Blaine stepped forward.
"You're going to be incredible, Kurt." Blaine pulled Kurt into him, feeling his arms wrap around him tightly. "And we'll be cheering for you."
Kurt pulled away and smiled at them all before entering. Blaine followed Mercedes to the visitors door and they headed in, finding seats near the front - "but not so close that we're going to get hit. Those things hurt." Mercedes informed them.
Blaine sat staring at the empty stage as Mercedes and Wes flirted next to him, starting to reconsider his matchmaking idea. Luckily he didn't have too long to wait before the announcer entered and began to explain the competition before announcing the first competitor.
Even though Blaine had never been to a competition before, he found himself judging the rest of them along with Mercedes, especially when the first three competitors all dropped at least one sword (though the second one had tried to make it seem like part of his routine, immediately dropping the other and concluding his routine).
"Kurt's got them all beat. He's amazing," Mercedes informed the other two. Blaine though back to the little he'd seen in Kurt's room and had to agree.
"Next we have seventeen year old Kurt Hummel, our youngest competitor for the day."
Blaine and Mercedes both looked towards Wes, then at each other. With a smile, they all screamed, "GO KURT!"
Kurt, who was just entering from the wings mock glared at them as he took his position. He paused for a second, then music began playing over the speakers and Blaine couldn't help but laugh. He'd heard all the stories circulating around the Single Ladies songs and had even seen the videos, so naturally this would be the song of choice for Kurt.
Kurt began to spin the swords faster than Blaine had ever seen and his jaw dropped. Even though he was the youngest (and most inexperienced, which had been clearly implied in the announcers words), he clearly had the most talent. He began to flick the swords in the air in a medley that had the crowd cheering and Blaine, Mercedes and Wes on their feet.
Far too soon for Blaine's liking, the routine was over. He cheered as loud as possible, idly noting that the rest of the crowd were also on their feet. Kurt's face split into an impossibly wide smile as he caught Blaine's eye and Blaine felt his heart quicken. Then he was ushered off the stage for the next competitor and Blaine reluctantly sat back down.
"They don't need anybody else to perform. My boy has it in the bag!" Mercedes declared.
And she was right. Two more performers came out after Kurt and, while one of them was good, he had nothing on Kurt. The judges headed off to deliberate, coming back after only a couple of minutes and handing the card to the judge.
"Can I get all the competitors back on the stage?"
Blaine smiled as Kurt came back out, lining up with the others looking hesitantly hopeful. He caught Blaine's eye and smiled again before focusing on the announcer.
"Third place goes to Thomas Radcliffe!" The first performer stepped forward and received his medal, shaking hands with the announcer as the crowd clapped. Blaine joined them politely, his eye still on Kurt.
"In second place is Jason Hobbs!" The boy who Blaine had thought was best after Kurt stepped forward, looking sullen as he took his medal.
"And finally, our winner for today's performance..." The announcer paused, clearly thinking he was letting the suspense build. Blaine tried to squash his nerves. You know Kurt's won.
"Is Mr. Kurt Hummel!"
Blaine was the first one to his feet, followed quickly by Wes and Mercedes as Kurt stepped forward to take his trophy to the cheers of the audience. As Kurt shook hands with the judges and turned to face the audience, Blaine knew he couldn't be prouder of his friend than in that moment. I can't wait to congratulate him properly!
"Kurt!"
Kurt stepped off the stage to see Mercedes racing towards him, Wes and Blaine following quickly behind. He had just enough time to put down his trophy before being nearly bowled over by his overexcited friend. "You were amazing, Kurt!" She kissed him on the cheek before stepping over to pick up the trophy, Wes joining her in staring at it.
Kurt looked up to see Blaine standing in front of him, a grin on his face. He stepped forward and pulled him into a hug. Kurt held on for slightly longer than necessary before stepping back.
"That was one of the most incredible things I've ever seen," Blaine murmured. "You did an amazing job out there." Kurt ducked his head to hide a blush as Mercedes handed him back his trophy. He noticed that she only held it with one hand, the other entwined with Wes'. Kurt gave her a look and she shrugged, smiling.
"Okay, let's go eat!" Kurt mentally noted he had to talk to Mercedes later, but judging by the look on Wes' face, it would be good news.
"Kurt, I can't get over how amazing you were!"
Kurt chuckled again. "That's fifteen times, Mercedes. I get the picture and the words are starting to lose their meaning. But thank you. Again."
"What if we say it in another language?" Wes was back to his hyperactive self, taking Mercedes hand again as they pushed their plates away. Kurt shared a smile with Blaine before turning back to Wes and shrugging.
"I don't have a problem with getting my ego boosted, so go for your life."
"Okay! Vous êtes stupéfiants"(1)
"Usted es asombroso,"(2) Mercedes chipped in. Kurt smirked and turned to Blaine who was thinking.
"Siete incredibili,"(3) he said and Kurt felt a shiver run up his spine at the accent. Blaine smiled, but seemed to be deep in thought about something
"U bent de wonderbaarlijke,"(4) Kurt raised an eyebrow and Wes shrugged. "David's girlfriend is Dutch. He says that one to her like twenty times a day on the phone."
"Sie sind erstaunlich!"(5) Apparently Mercedes had learnt something from her German exchange student after all.
"Okay, guys, that's probably enough!" Kurt laughed, staring at the two who were trying to think of other languages that they knew.
"What if I could show you?"
Kurt turned to Blaine to see him staring intently back at him. Apparently his thought process had come up with something and - Kurt saw his eyes flicker down to his lips and suddenly knew exactly what Blaine was thinking of. But did he want -?
Yeah. He definitely did.
"Okay," he murmured.
Blaine blinked as if he hadn't been expecting him to agree, then caught himself a second later. "Okay," he agreed, before leaning in.
Kurt felt his eyes flutter shut as a pair of lips met his. He was vaguely aware of Wes and Mercedes' conversation finishing abruptly, but he couldn't care less. He hesitantly reached up a hand to brush against Blaine's face, deepening the kiss slightly as he responded.
Just as he was about to lose himself completely, he heard a cough from across from them. Blaine broke away, looking at Kurt apologetically before turning to glare at his friend. "Yes, Wesley?"
As the two boys argued, Mercedes slipped a hand across the table and took Kurt's free one - his other had ended up in Blaine's somehow. "I'm happy for you, white boy," she whispered. "We'll have to talk soon."
Kurt raised an eyebrow and stared meaningfully at Wes. "Yeah, we will."
"Thanks for coming, 'Cedes." Kurt twisted around to give his friend an awkward hug across the seat.
"Anytime, Kurt. Congratulations ... times two." Kurt smiled as she said goodbye to Blaine then turned towards Wes who seemed to be weighing up options.
"I - how about I walk you to the door?"
Kurt beamed as the two hurridly slid out of the car, turning to smile at Blaine. "Aren't they so cute!"
"Yeah," Blaine agreed, slipping his hand into Kurt's again as they watched their friends walk towards Mercedes' door. "So are we."
Kurt couldn't help the fuzzy feeling that filled his chest at those words. Finally, everything seemed to be working out for them, and for Mercedes too. Speaking of which -
Kurt squealed as Wes leant in to gently kiss Mercedes. "I knew it! Oh my gosh, that was her first kiss! Blaine!"
Blaine chuckled as Kurt turned back around and engulfed him in a hug. "I'm happy for them too. But Wes is coming."
Kurt immediately pulled away and he and Blaine both turned to the backseat with identical grins as Wes slid in. He didn't notice them at first, staring at the back of the seat with a dazed expression on his face. Looking up, he rolled his eyes but the smile on his face dulled any exasperation.
"Good to see you happy, Wes," Blaine said as Kurt turned back around to start the car. There was a comfortable silence for the rest of the trip, broken only when they got back to Dalton and Kurt had a realization.
"Think of what everybody's going to say about this!"
Blaine chuckled. "Let's go find out."
Kurt Hummel is in a relationship with Blaine Anderson
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Finn Hudson: What? Since when? Does Burt know about this?
Kurt Hummel: Since tonight, and yes, I already called him. Blaine's coming for dinner tomorrow night :)
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Rachel Berry: While I can't technically accuse him of spying since you are no longer a member of our Glee club, I have to point out that you do keep close contact with our group and if any of our secrets make it into your performance, I WILL be looking straight your way. Oh, and I'm happy for you.
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Mercedes Jones is in a relationship with Wes Montgomery
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David Hughes: Kurt! Where's my McKinley hookup?
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Kurt Hummel: I think that can be arranged. Santana Lopez, I've got a proposition for you.
Santana Lopez: I'm there! Prep school boy, wanky!
Rachel Berry: WHAT? BUT THEY'RE THE COMPETITION!
Rachel Berry: The spies are infiltrating! Hide the setlists!
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(1) French
(2) Spanish - we know McKinley teaches it
(3) Italian - because all decent Darren Criss fangirls KNOW that he speaks Italian
(4) Dutch
(5) German
I absolutely had to do the Facebook thing at some point. I mean, I know I have a Facebook fic but still... I actually did write this before I started writing my Facebook fic. So it's okay.
Angela wanted to know why I picked Wes and Mercedes when most people who pair her up with a Warbler write Mavid. The answer is because back in chapter 26, I had a hint at these two getting together at some point, so I wanted to fulfil that at least once. I usually write Mavid too, if I do. But yeah.