I think I'd better update Straight Camp today. So expect that soon :)

So the songs for the next episode have been released on Tumblr and I always made a point of not listening to them so I'd have some surprises for the episode (everything else invariably gets spilled at some point before I can see it). But it's weeks away and it's TGIF and I just want to...

Ah, screw it. *wanders over to Tumblr*

From YAYKLAINE (Anonymous): I think it would be hilarious if somehow when they were at dalton, a round of Zap got started-ah, the 6th grade game where someone writes a name on somebody else's palm, and a time on the back of their hand, and then if they peek before the time, they have to ask them out. I was thinking of perhaps a scenario where, because they are in high school, they raise the stakes to kissing-then kurt and blaine get each other as part of a plot by david and wes, and the rest is history.

So... anybody who loves the idea of Dalton being a gay school... you'll love me right now. Anybody else, just treat it as the semi-crack it is =D

And I've never played Zap. Sadface.

Zap

It had taken its time, but Kurt finally felt like he had gotten the hang of how the Warblers worked.

He now knew not to try and mention song ideas in a meeting - singing them rather loudly in the shower when he knew Wes was in the room was a much better alternative. Sitting quietly and nodding along generally helped, and not cracking any jokes. That was a big one. Basically, Kurt had to be a blazer-wearing robot until that gavel was hit again and the group turned back into a normal group of teenage boys. Then he was more than welcome to be himself.

So naturally it came as a bit of a shock to walk in for a Warbler meeting to find the entire group sitting around on the couches, writing on each other's hands.

"Um... what's going on?"

David glanced up. "Oh, hey Kurt. We're playing Zap."

Right... "Okay... cool. Why?" Kurt knew the game perfectly well, but he couldn't for the life of him work out why a room compiled of sophmores, juniors and seniors were playing the sixth grade game.

Across the room, Wes raised his gavel lazily as he continued to write on Thad's hand. Kurt got the picture and sat down hastily on the only other empty couch. A moment later, Blaine rushed into the room. "Sorry I'm la- oh, not again!"

Kurt turned to him, looking confused. "This happens often?"

"Who called it?" Blaine demanded of the group. There was silence until Jeff raised his hand slowly. "Okay. Why?"

Jeff shrugged. "You always get solos. Some of us want the chance."

Blaine fell into the seat next to Kurt. "Alright, alright. Go ahead." He turned to Kurt and immediately began to laugh. Apparently Kurt's confusion was evident on his face, as Blaine quickly explained what was going on. "Whoever can last or last the longest without looking at the name gets the chance to compete for a solo with me. I didn't design it... in fact, I don't know who did. Wes, who made this up?"

"Toby. Graduated last year." Wes finished writing on the back of Thad's hand, then held out his own.

Blaine nodded his thanks. "So now everybody has to join in. Including me, because... I don't know why either. Because they like annoying me too."

"No, because you're one of the few who are gay. We thought you'd enjoy it," Jeff called out, flexing his hand which had a bright green 9:42pm written on the back of it. "And because if we have to do it, so do you."

Kurt watched the whole thing with amusement. "Alright, I guess someone has to write on my hand then."

As Blaine began to speak, David overrode him. "I'll take yours, Kurt." Shrugging, Kurt held out his hand palm up and looked away. He resisted the urge to giggle as the pen tickled away at his hand, and tried to work out what David was writing - which he quickly realized was impossible as David had written the person's full name. "Okay, close." Kurt clenched his hand into a fist and David quickly wrote a time down.

"1:27pm?" Kurt checked his watch quickly. "David, it's already 2."

David smirked at Wes who had crossed the room to join him. "It is. The rule is no more than 24 hours... so you get 23 hours and 27 minutes. Enjoy."

Kurt groaned and Blaine gave him a sympathetic look as he held out his own hand to a demanding Wes. He couldn't see the name Wes was writing, but before he knew it Wes was scribbling a time on the back of Blaine's fist. "Why does he get such an early one?" Kurt asked grumpily.

"Early? This is over 12 hours from now!" Blaine glanced miserably at the large 10:31am on his hand. "You guys know what my curiosity is like!"

Wes and David swapped a high five, but Kurt was distracted by a thought. "Hold on... you guys have to ask each other out if you look?"

"Oh, no we don't play it by those rules. The stakes are higher, plus, most of us are already in relationships." Wes glanced around to make sure everybody was finished, then stood. "Everybody remembers the rules? If you look, you have to kiss the person whose name appears on your palm."

What?

Kurt stared around the room. Everybody else seemed to take it in their stride, and Kurt wasn't sure how. Apart from himself and Blaine, the only other gay guys were Nick, Jeff and Trent - everybody else was straight and most had girlfriends. Yet they all seemed resigned to the way the game worked. Perhaps they all know they're not going to crack and -

"Wow, Ethan. You lasted all of two minutes."

Ethan scowled at Trent. "I couldn't help it! It's freaking annoying knowing that you might have to kiss someone but not knowing who!" Sighing, the Warbler stood and made his way over to where Wes was standing, pulling the other boy into a kiss.

Kurt's jaw dropped. But... Wes is straight!

Ethan pulled away and turned to walk back to his couch innocently. Wes looked as if he was contemplating something for a minute, then shrugged. "I'll rate that a seven."

Blaine leant over. "You might want to pick up your jaw. And you'll get used to it eventually."

All in all, it was the strangest Warbler meeting Kurt had ever experienced. Somehow, Wes expected the boys to all settle down and focus on whatever he was rambling on about. Kurt knew he wasn't the only one who was distracted by his fist, staring down at it as if he might suddenly develop x-ray vision and be able to see the name that was plaguing him.

What if it's Wes or David? Kurt thought, feeling almost panicked at the thought. The two were nice and all, but it was just far too strange a concept for him to envision. Kurt would almost prefer it to be someone like Nick or Jeff, but knew he would feel bad considering the two were dating. Come to think of it, most of the Warblers had girlfriends and Kurt found himself even more uncomfortable by the thought of the game.

What about Bla-

Kurt forcibly blocked the thought from his mind. Sure, he might have developed a bit of a crush on his friend, but that didn't mean he wanted Blaine's name to be the one on his hand, did it?

... okay, that was a yes. But more than anything else, Kurt was beginning to wish he wasn't a part of this game at all. The all-important realization had occurred to him about five minutes ago - it wasn't the fact that one or more of the guys in the room might have to kiss him, but that he might have to kiss one of them. And while Kurt had been kissed before, he had never kissed anybody himself, and self doubt was already beginning to rear its ugly head.

"Meeting dism - Andrew, I saw that!"

All attention was immediately on the boy who was feigning ignorance. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Wes rolled his eyes. "You just looked at your hand. Come on, get it over with."

Andrew sighed and got to his feet, shooting an apologetic look in Blaine's direction. Kurt felt his heart sink. He's going to kiss Blaine, someone else gets to kiss Blaine -

And then, inexplicably, Andrew walked straight past Blaine and knelt down in front of Kurt. There was a moment of hesitation before the other boy leant in, pressing his lips gently against Kurt's.

Kurt completely froze. He couldn't even bring himself to kiss the other boy back because holy hell, someone is kissing me was all that was running through his head (apart from a sublayer that was screaming out that this wasn't Blaine, but he tried to block that out). Andrew pulled away, opening his hand to reveal 'KURT HUMMEL' in large block letters. Kurt immediately identified the writing as Flint's and resisted the urge to glare at the boy. As Andrew stood, Kurt glanced at Blaine to make a joke to hopefully ease the tension, only to have the words die on his tongue.

Blaine looked furious. He was glaring at the back of Andrew's head as he walked away and Kurt frowned. What's wrong with him?

"Blaine?"

As soon as Blaine turned back, however, it was gone. "Welcome to our world," he joked lightly. "Think you're going to crack?"

Kurt glanced down at his fist, twisting it around a few times. "I don't know," he admitted. "I want to know who it is but…" He trailed off, not sure how to put his fears into words - I've never kissed anybody, I want the first time I kiss someone myself to be special, I don't want it to be anybody but you.

Blaine's eyes widened. "I didn't even think about that," he murmured, Kurt furrowing his brow in confusion. "Kurt, you absolutely don't have to do this if you don't want to. Obviously the others don't know and they don't need to know the details but if you need to pull out, you totally can."

And then Kurt clicked. "Hey, no, it's fine," he said quickly. "It's not the Karofsky thing. I know this is all in fun."

"Then… what is it?"

Kurt bit his lip, suddenly feeling strangely vulnerable. He glanced around, making sure that everybody else was on their way out and not listening in. "You knew I'd never been kissed before Karofsky. But I've still never kissed anybody, and I'm afraid I wont -"

Blaine gave him a few seconds before finishing the sentence gently. "Afraid you won't be good at it?" Kurt nodded and Blaine made a sympathetic noise. "Hey, it's just a game. Nobody's going to care, I promise. And if that's all that's bothering you… Kurt, just don't look at your hand."

And, okay, it really was that simple. Kurt let out a relieved sigh, not realizing how tense he had been. "Yeah, true. Sorry for freaking out on you."

"That wasn't a freak out." Blaine dropped a hand on his knee, squeezing it quickly before removing it. "Now, if you want to see entertainment, you might want to follow me. I have it on good authority that Jeff will only last less than an hour and Nick will follow shortly behind."

True to his word, Blaine managed to catch four of the other Warblers cracking that night. Surprisingly, David was the first and Cameron nearly got thrown out of the library for his reaction to being kissed in the middle of a study session. They didn't get to see Wes but word travelled pretty quickly when the sound of screaming could be heard from behind his door - apparently Jessica had shown up to visit just in time to see her boyfriend kissing a slightly stunned Nick and she wasn't taking it well. But the best by far was Jeff who had apparently wanted to put on a show and waited until the middle of dinner before jumping up on his seat and opening his hand. There was a moment of silence then the blonde began to laugh. "This brings back memories," he announced to the Warbler table who were all watching him before leaning down, grabbing Nick by the tie and kissing him thoroughly.

Blaine groaned loudly, surprising Kurt who was sitting next to him. "Who gave them each other?" he asked, glancing around the table and waiting until a sheepish looking Trent raised his hand. "Come on, like they need an excuse to kiss."

Nick finally pulled away, allowing Jeff to sit back down. "Let's see if we got double lucky," he said as he opened his hand, reading the name inside. "Ah. Well, it's no Jeff but it could be worse. Blaine, get over here!"

Kurt bit his lip as Blaine laughed, standing up and meeting Nick at the end of the table. There was a split second where Nick turned to glance at Jeff and Kurt could have sworn that Blaine looked at him, but then the moment was over. "I hope you're good at this," Blaine joked before leaning in to kiss him. It was only a second, but Kurt felt like his heart had gone through a vice, only to be released instantaneously when the two broke apart, Blaine rolling his eyes. "Oh wow, so much passion. Go back to your boyfriend."

Nick happily returned to Jeff and Blaine slid into his seat beside Kurt, shaking his head. "This game is mental," he remarked before immediately being drawn into conversation with Wes about the best guitar choice.

Kurt glanced down at his own fist, still clenched stubbornly. "Yeah," he murmured to himself. "Mental."

Why should I be nervous?

Kurt rolled over, running a hand through his hair haphazardly and trying to remember what had happened the previous day. There was something… something had gone on at Warbler rehearsal that wasn't quite normal, and something about Blaine that hadn't exactly sat well with Kurt…

And why is Blaine's name on my hand?

Kurt blinked a couple of times.

Oh, crap.

His hand that he had just used to rake back his hair was lying palm-up on the bed next to him with the words 'BLAINE EVERETT ANDERSON' written in David's distinctive scrawl followed by a smily face that was attempting to wink. But David's lack of artistry could be examined later - right now, Kurt had to deal with the fact that he had just looked at his hand and his hand had Blaine's name on it. And that meant he had to kiss Blaine. And even though kissing Blaine might have been something Kurt had dreamt - and daydreamed if he was being honest - about many times before, it was quite a different story knowing he had to do it.

Nobody knows you've looked, though.

Kurt frowned, mulling the thought over for a few seconds before dismissing it. Maybe nobody else knew, but he knew. And Kurt Hummel was many things but a liar was not one of them. Everybody else was abiding by the rules of the game, so he had to as well. So somehow, Kurt had to find it in himself to get up, go find Blaine and kiss him like it meant nothing at all. Much easier thought than done.

Reluctantly, Kurt pulled himself out of bed and began getting ready for the day, taking much longer than he normally did. Being the weekend meant that Kurt could take as long as he liked, so it was past nine by the time he made his way down the stairs slowly, heading towards the cafeteria where he knew Blaine would be, the other boy never being one to sleep in. Pausing outside the door, Kurt smoothed down his shirt, shut his eyes briefly and took a deep breath. Okay, you can do this. Just walk in there, walk up to him and kiss him. Simple.

But as Kurt pushed open the door, Blaine glanced up and immediately headed in his direction, a determined look on his face. Before Kurt could ask what was going on, Blaine had his hands on either side of Kurt's face and was kissing him. And before Kurt could bring himself to respond, to do anything except stand there like a goldfish and let himself be kissed, Blaine was pulling away and revealing his open palm to Kurt where 'KURT ELIZABETH HUMMEL' was written in block letters. Raising an eyebrow at the use of his pseudo middle name, Kurt stared at the words for a second before glancing up at Blaine, trying to work out what to do next.

"I - Kurt, I know I said I wasn't going to look but I was in the shower this morning and I realized I might have washed it off by mistake so I checked to make sure it was there and then I realized that I had just read it," Blaine blurted out in a rush. "I hope you're not -"

And okay, maybe picking that exact moment to kiss Blaine back wasn't the best but Kurt had noticed something when Blaine was talking - the slight hint of emotion in his eyes that signified that perhaps the kiss wasn't just for the game. And maybe it was time for Kurt to tell Blaine that he didn't just want this to be a game either.

Plus, Blaine didn't know that he was the name on Kurt's hand.

This could be interesting.

With that thought in mind, Kurt gently broke the kiss and waited until Blaine's eyes opened slowly, clear disbelief written across his face. "You… you just kissed me back."

And the raw emotion in his voice was so clear that Kurt almost felt bad about what he was going to do next. "I did," he said quietly before raising his fist slowly and opening it to reveal Blaine's name. "That was for this." Blaine took in the name on Kurt's hand and his expression dropped; only for a split second, as Blaine was the master of keeping his emotions in check, but it was long enough for Kurt to be sure. "This, however, is because I choose to."

Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and pulled him in for another kiss, a proper kiss. Or at least it was once Blaine snapped out of his stunned state and began to kiss Kurt back and okay, now Kurt could understand why Mike and Tina were constantly liplocked because if it felt this good, why would you want to stop?

The answer came a few seconds later as the other occupants of the room began to catcall and wolf whistle. "Get some, Blaine!" came the voice that was unmistakably Cameron's, completely breaking the mood and Kurt pulled away, burying his head in Blaine's shoulder as he blushed.

Blaine laughed quietly and pulled him closer. "Don't worry, they'll get sick of it eventually."

"How long will that take?"

There was a moment of silence. "Well… Nick and Jeff got together six months ago and they're still getting teased so… we're holding out for a year."

Kurt pulled away at that, ignoring the rest of the room as he looked at Blaine again. "Is this us 'getting together'?" he asked quietly, wondering why he was getting shy now when he had just been the one to initiate the best kiss of his life.

"Do you want us to be getting together?"

Kurt nodded without a second thought and Blaine grinned. "Then yes, I think we are." The boys were still making a ruckus behind them and Blaine rolled his eyes, still smiling. "Do you want to maybe take this conversation elsewhere?"

"That would be nice." Kurt reluctantly disentangled himself from Blaine before shyly taking the hand offered to him. As they began to leave the hall, Kurt couldn't help but laugh as a thought occurred to him. "Blaine, we just got together by a sixth grade game. That might just be the worst story ever."

Blaine laughed as well. "We're not the only ones." Kurt turned to him with a raised eyebrow and Blaine smirked. "I never told you how Nick and Jeff got together, did I?"

Aaaand I might leave it there ;)

MusicalEscape:

"OH MY POTTER! What do I wear! The green, the blue- AHA!"

*later*

*blink* "You have hot pink sunglasses. Really?"

*grins* "Yup! Got you a pair!" *pulls out yellow glasses*

"Blaine, sweetie, no... I love you and all, but if you try to make me wear that then I'll add the Katy CDs on my list of things to add to my monthly bonfire."