Summary: As Blaine finishes telling Sebastian about his day at NYADA he rethinks an earlier decision. It winds up to be exactly what Sebastian had been missing.

Notes: Part I had Blaine reviewing his day at NYADA but it was not new information. This picks up after Kurt sings Fix You. Sebastian will continue to interrupt, but since the flashback is the majority of text it will remain in standard font and the interruptions will be in bold italics. I felt it worked better than the "break in flashback/back to flashback" stops and starts I originally used.

This chapter is rated M as it went off in a direction I didn't anticipate but I am happy it did.

Special thanks to the guest who alerted me I posted the same chapter twice. Oops!

Well, my love, that's when things got interesting.

Flashback, NYADA Preliminary Auditions

Kurt finished his performance and earned an uneasy applause. NYADA blogs had enough information during the weekend for every student…studying any form of performance arts…at any school in NYC…and probably beyond to know Kurt was Blaine's ex. So, for him to drone on and on in regards to how he lost the love of his life and then sing Fix You while never taking his eyes off Blaine? Those in the audience were in a silent disagreement on whether he was incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. The expression on Carmen's face strongly supported choice number two though Kurt didn't seem to notice as he scurried back to his seat.

"Rachel, did you see Blaine?" his whisper unable to mask the high pitch of excitement. "He had the face. THE FACE!"

"Oh, Kurt…" Rachel wasn't given the chance to finish but since Kurt had sailed off to Delusional Land it was probably for the best.

All other side conversations ended as well since everyone was anxious to hear what Carmen had to say. "Mr. Crawford, Mr. Weston, Miss Berry, Mr. Anderson, Mr. Evans and Mr. Hummel stay. Everyone else, you will find the amended list of finalists on the official NYADA website in 2 hours. I want to remind everyone all cuts are final. Any attempts to reapply to NYADA will not be honored. I expect to see mentors of the remaining finalists in my office at 10AM."

From just the glare Carmen had cast across the room, those not specifically named knew it was time to leave…including Mercedes. She stood and grabbed a small notebook and pen from her purse and thrust them at Blaine. "Make a list of what you need me to do…"

"Mercedes, you should go. I've already taken…"

"Shut up and start writing. And before you give me your phone, make sure I won't come across pictures of you and your man-candy in any interesting scenarios. On the other hand, maybe make sure I will come across…"

I cannot believe she went there. Didn't she and David first meet as kids in church?

LA and living with Santana loosened her up a bit. But Bas, she was only trying to give Brody a not-so-subtle reminder I'm taken (Blaine's smile changes from bashful schoolboy to Cheshire Cat) And I was smart enough to download all our favorite photos from our little side trip to Vegas before we ever left the hotel.

With everyone else gone, Carmen wasted no time getting to the point. "Mr. Anderson, I am giving you the choice. Is Mr. Hummel cut or not?"

"What?! Why the hell are you letting Blaine decide?" Kurt yelled, then slapped his hand over his mouth realizing the mistake he made.

"Mr. Hummel!" Brody, Rachel and Adam exchanged wide-eyed glances as none of them had ever seen The Carmen Tibideaux lose her temper. "While vocally I have no concerns moving you forward, your blatant attempt to sing to Mr. Anderson was highly unprofessional." The undeniable anger in her voice was shocking. "Mr. Anderson shared with me your split was acrimonious at best."

To everyone's but Sam's surprise "I have no issues with Kurt remaining in the audition process as long as this incident is taken into consideration when awarding the full-ride scholarship."

"Are you sure, Mr. Anderson?" When Blaine nodded Carmen accepted his decision and got ready to move on, but not before adding "If that is your decision, I will honor it. However, Mr. Hummel, if you pull the same stunt at Thursday's audition, I will not let you complete your song before I have you removed from campus permanently. Understand?"

When Kurt didn't answer, Rachel kicked him. "Ouch…Oh, I'm sorry. Yes, ma'am I understand."

Ok, I know it's probably part of your whole evil plan, but if the goal is to stick-it to Gayface…

Why did I tell Carmen not to cut him?

Well, yeah.

Because I didn't want him to be able to blame Carmen. This is all me, Baby.

(Sebastian starts to lean in for a kiss then pulls back) How much more is there because I don't think I can restrain myself much longer?

Depends on how many more times you interrupt…somewhere between 5 and 30 minutes

(grumbling) Fine, this better be good

"Mr. Anderson, Mr. Evans, I would like the two of you to work with Mr. Crawford to arrange your accompaniment as soon as possible."

"I'm sorry, ma'am but that's not possible. I'm sure Brody can make the arrangements."

Carmen found Sam's (polite) boldness refreshing "Is there a problem, Mr. Evans?"

"Yes, ma'am. I wish I could think of a better way to say this but Adam spent the weekend trying to get into Blaine's boyfriend's pants. He didn't respect Blaine and Sebastian's relationship so I don't respect him."

Holy Shit!

Bas…

Sorry

Carmen agreed to Brody coordinating Sam and Blaine's arrangements then practically commanded Adam to follow her back to her office. The moment they were gone Rachel started in on Kurt "I told you not to sing to Blaine! I told you Madame Tibideaux would know exactly what you were doing! And Fix You? Did you lose your fucking mind? Don't you remember when we sang that song in Glee? Huh, Kurt? Because I'll bet you $1000 Blaine does!"

"I don't remember singing Fix You in Glee" Sam said but it almost sounded like a question. Rachel and Kurt turned to see him, Blaine and Brody watching them. Rachel had obviously spaced on how voices traveled in the room.

"You weren't back at McKinley yet." Blaine stared directly at Kurt to see if any lightbulbs had gone on…but sadly, no. "Sammy, why don't you get going? I know you wanted to check on Nichole and the first people outside of this room, or read NYADA blogs, to hear your news should be your family."

"Are you sure?"

"Mercedes and I are meeting David and Wes after this. Remember? Go, but I want a full report on the Evans' family freak-out, especially Stevie's."

Brody could tell Blaine wanted to handle Kurt, and probably Rachel, on his own for some reason. "Hey, let me go with you. Even though the auditions weren't recorded, Blaine's probably right about the blogs." A teasing grin spread across his face, one Blaine had seen all too often when they were younger. "Cassie seemed to like you…a lot. I'm sure she won't mind coming back to protect you."

"Not funny, Dude" but Sam's laughter gave away he thought it was. The rapport between them surprised Kurt and Rachel but had Blaine wondering if this burgeoning friendship would be an issue for him. He respected Sam's friendship with Finn, but he disliked Finn 99% of the time and his feelings for Brody were complicated to say the least.

As the two started to leave, Rachel reached out and grabbed Brody's arm "We're still having dinner tonight, aren't we?"

"You still want to have dinner? I thought we were clearing the air because of you being Sebastian's best New York friend and as far as I know that's no longer the case."

It was Blaine's turn to grab Brody's arm but to pull him away. "Take her out and tell her everything. I may be pissed at her but you owe Rachel the truth."

"Blaine…"

"Not everything, Dumbass." Blaine cringed for calling Brody by his nickname for Tommy. It didn't go unnoticed by Brody either. "There's no reason to tell her why you are in hiding from your parents."

"Glad you think so because that was never going to happen" Brody snapped but instantly regretted it. "I'm sorry, Boy Wonder."

Boy Wonder? Seriously?

Oh, Bas. You were doing so well.

(grumbling) "Don't be surprised if I (air quotes) accidently slip and call him Dumbass.

Blaine didn't want to smile at his nickname, but it didn't stop him from doing so. "I'll let Boy Wonder slide this one time but only because I called you Dumbass." Out of the corner of his eye, Blaine saw Sam visually pleading to be rescued from Kurt and Rachel. "You need to save Sam. Can you trust me for now and just go with what I say?"

"Of course. And Blaine, you're right about telling Rachel." Blaine gave him a nod then went back to the group as Brody called out "Come on, Sam. Let's go see how crazy it is out there."

A wink from his best friend let Sam know it was what he wanted. That and "Hey Brody, Mercedes has my phone. Ask her to find the number marked Bibbi's office and have her assistant make a reservation for you. My treat."

Yeah, Sam knew exactly where Blaine was going with his offer. "Dude, he's buying and you know dropping his godmother's name will get you in anywhere. Pick somewhere expensive."

Sam had set him up perfectly. Blaine began to wonder if his so-called physic connection with Santana had expanded to Sam. They were always in sync musically, but this was new. Although, he was pretty sure Sam didn't have a psychic Mexican third-eye. "I'll see you in the morning at Vogue. Santana said we were in the first scenario together."

"Yeah, the bad boy boyfriend shot" Sam sighed, trying to sound sad but obviously hiding something. "It has to be first because after that they're cutting my hair."

Blaine gave him a hug of mocked support, then Sam headed out with Brody. "I hope that was ok, Rachel" Blaine said as he turned his focus back to his ex and his ex's (former?) BFF.

"Yes, but I don't know if I'm dressed appropriately." Thankfully, she was dressed for the auditions and not dance class.

"You're fine. Kurt, if you'd excuse us I have something I'd like to discuss with Rachel."

Kurt folded his arms across himself and Blaine rolled his eyes in preparation for the bitch-fit he knew was coming. "Don't you roll your eyes at me, Blaine Anderson. How could you tell Carmen Tibideaux we had an acrimonious break-up when the entire reason we're not together just left?"

Huh? "What the hell does Sam have to do with our break-up? Is it because he released me from my promise to stay at McKinley and I was at Dalton when you were ready to accept my apologies? Oh yeah, Santana told me the shit you said at Sectionals about how you thought I'd be waiting around for whenever you felt magnanimous enough to speak to me…" Then it all became perfectly clear. "Damn, how could I be so stupid? This has nothing to do with Sam. This is about Brody being Eli, the guy you thought I cheated on you with."

"Well, maybe you didn't technically cheat but you were lying for him."

Sam's phrase of Keep your head in the game played on a loop in his mind. There was a plan for when he would give Kurt his final consequences and this wasn't it. "Listen Kurt, I don't have time to deal with your shit and frankly if I did I wouldn't waste it on a guy who would let his father become a national disgrace for something he did."

"You don't know what happened and don't you dare talk about my dad like that. He was always good to you unlike your own father. Convenient how forgiving you became when he started buying your love."

The smirk that spread across Blaine's face would have made both Sebastian and Santana envious. "Oh, you want to go there?"

Blaine reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a familiar looking tape recorder causing Kurt to throw up his arms in frustration. "Are fucking you kidding me? You're bringing up the tape again…Now! Ok, whatever. I'm sorry, Blaine. I never should have given the Meerkat back the tape without asking you. There…are you happy?"

"Are you done?" Blaine asked but didn't wait for an answer before he pressed play. Kurt and Rachel were confused when they heard Blaine's voice on the tape. Kurt looked as if he would pee on himself when he realized who Blaine was talking to.

Blaine: What do Kurt and Burt Hummel have to do with what you and your uncle tried to get away with at Dalton, especially how it concerns Sebastian?
Hunter: The Congressman had nothing to do with anything that went down at Dalton except for providing the seed for the evil spawn.
Blaine: Kurt?
Hunter: Yes, Kurt. Before I tell you what his part in this was/technically is, you're going to want to ask your third question. After you hear what I have to say about Hummel you're not going to give a shit about anything else.

"Do you want to hear Hunter tell me about your undying love for the person you called Meerkat?" Kurt opened his mouth but Blaine paid him no attention and turned to Rachel "Listen, you didn't deserve what Brody did to you and he plans on telling you what happened. But Rachel, he's not going to tell you why so if you can't accept that cancel the dinner now."

"I won't ask. I promise, but Blaine…" Rachel took a deep breath knowing she was about to push things with him. "Finn had no part in what either Kurt or I have done. He even told me he thought my having Bastian…"

"Don't. Say. Another. Word." Blaine spat at her, causing both Rachel and Kurt to step back. They had seen Blaine angry a few times lately, but nothing like this. "And Finn is fine as far as I know. I owed someone a favor."

"Blaine?" It was Mercedes who had come back to get him. Her timing was impeccable. "Sam's gone, Brody went to find some guys he knows to accompany you and Sam on Thursday and the car service will be out front in 10 minutes. Cassie put word out that if anyone came near you there'd be hell to pay so let's go."

"Thank you, Mercedes. I had nothing left to say anyway." Blaine put the recorder back in his jacket pocket and realized he had forgotten something. "Well, maybe one more." He handed Kurt the document he found "That's a copy of the confidentiality agreement everyone signed at my family's apartment yesterday morning, including the two of you. Kurt, if you say or post anything about Bas, Sam, Brody or anyone else covered by that document, getting into NYADA will be the least of your worries. Oh, and Rachel, say hi to your dads for me."

End of Flashback

"And Mercedes and I left to go have dinner with Wes and David."

"Mercedes wound up being more helpful than you anticipated, didn't she?"

"Oh my god, Bas! You think I have OCD when it comes to organizing a schedule? Mercedes could teach master classes. I don't know how I never knew this…probably because she was always late to Booty Camp. She's coming to the shoot in the morning."

"What's she going to do about the show moving to London?"

"If I had to guess I'd say she's staying. Effie was too big to ignore but Broadway isn't her dream, so I don't see the West End in her future." Blaine leaned in and gave Sebastian the kiss they had been holding back but didn't get too carried away…at least not yet. "Now, I have two questions for you."

Sebastian lifted his eyebrow, questioning the sudden change in topic. "Ok?"

"Number 1, would you like to sleep downstairs in my insanely comfortable bed or would you like to sleep out here? We have blankets, pillows, heaters…extra sleepwear and boxer briefs if necessary."

"If that's the case then my answer is I'm way too comfortable to move. What's the second question?"

"Why didn't you ask what songs I used for my mash-up?"

"I don't know. B? What songs did you use in your mash-up?"

"Come What May and Glad You Came." Blaine wished he would have been able to get a picture of Sebastian's expression. It was pretty funny.

"Those two songs? Together? I mean you obviously made them work somehow. Did you change the tempo of Glad You Came?"

"Nope. I even did some of your dance moves from last year's Regionals. And Come What May…" Blaine scooted closer but made sure they didn't touch "I'm not going to lie and say there's not some Klaine connection to the song but that's Kurt's issue not mine. I thought of the song because I have been working on something. I had hoped to have it ready for when we went to Las Vegas and saw the fake Eiffel Tower but it wasn't quite perfect."

"And now it is?"

"I think so." And then after a slight pause he asked "Would you like your surprise?"

Sebastian's body immediately reacted to the change in tone of Blaine's voice but watching his eyes darken took his breath (and ability to speak) away. Oh shit! I'm in so much trouble! Sebastian told himself as he remembered they were outside. They hadn't practiced silent sex in a long time and his boyfriend seemed to have every intension of testing his limits.

"Bas, you haven't answered me."

This time there was a change to the tone. Not anger, but definite agitation and F…U…C…K if it wasn't 10 times hotter than before. "Please" he managed to squeak out. They hadn't done something like this is so long. He had to quickly remind himself in times like this he was supposed to wait for Blaine's permission to come. Blaine gently brushing the back of his hand across his cheek almost did him in but he was a good boy.

Blaine's hand continued down his body, but the gentle touch never intensified. "I've been thinking back to the first night we were like this. You know, right after the fight when I knocked out Hunter."

Sebastian was so caught up in the memory of sweaty Blaine in only his skin-tight ¾ length sweatpants, he didn't notice Blaine had managed to remove both of their shirts until he felt a pinch on his right nipple. "I remember" he groaned. "You made me come so hard, so fast, and you never touched my cock."

"You were so beautiful when you came. I want to see your face like that again. Make you come harder, faster."

The way Blaine said those words nearly sent Sebastian over the edge. "B…please, let me come now. I don't think…"

"Oh, I think you can." It was amazing how those 5 words prevented Sebastian's orgasm better than any device they could have bought from Jerimiah. "Plus, don't you want you surprise, Beautiful?"

"Yes, please Si…B."

Blaine had them both completely undressed in less than a minute. He could see Sebastian struggling to control his body but he could also see how much pleasure it was giving him. When they were in Las Vegas, Blaine brought up the fact that sex life was a little (to put it mildly) intense especially with what happened Valentine's Day. But seeing Sebastian like this, any doubts or fears he might have had were gone. This was as much a part of their lives as being co-captains of the Warblers.

He just hoped Sebastian liked his surprise.

Je n'ai jamais su que je pourrais me sentir ainsi
Comme si je n'avais jamais vu le ciel auparavant

Sebastian's eyes had been closed to help him remain in control, but they flew open when he heard Blaine sing Come What May in French while keeping the same tone to his voice as he had been speaking in. That last part, singing while maintaining their special, specific tone had to be the surprise Blaine had promised.

Advienne que pourra
Advienne que pourra
Je t'aimerai

By this time Sebastian was barely holding on and contemplating how bad his punishment really could be if he came without permission. "Oh my god (pant), B. Your voice…so…"

"Did your like your surprise, Beautiful?"

"Yes, so much." He took a deep breath as he was slowly coming back from the edge he had once again almost fallen over. "But B? If you can sing like that in French, why did you switch to Italian?"

"So, I could do this."

Non ho mai creduto di potermi sentire così
Come se non avessi mai visto il cielo prima d'ora

When they walked into Vogue the next morning, Blaine headed off to find Sam and Santana while Sebastian found the breakfast buffet that had been set out for them. His first shoot wasn't for another hour and he was starving.

"Please let me take a picture of this and send it to Rosa" his sister Sierra semi-asked as she took the picture anyway.

"Hey, you're Yoda's boss. Tell her I eat when I'm hungry and to stop with the Jedi mind ticks."

"What the hell are you talking about? And even if I did know, there's not a chance on this planet I would say something like that to her." She sat down and took some grapes from his plate. "I cannot lose her. I think Izzy loves her more than me."

"Let's make one thing clear, Izzy loves me most. After all, her first word was Bas." Sebastian smiled as he realized something. "You called Izzy, Izzy. You never call her Izzy. You yell at me for calling her Izzy."

"I decided it's her American name." Sierra reached across the table and grabbed the hand her brother wasn't using to shove food into his mouth. "You seem happy. I know you've been struggling lately and I'm sorry I haven't been more supportive…"

Sebastian put down his fork and put his other hand over hers "You are a newly single mother who just moved to another continent and started a high-profile, highly-stressful job. Your plate is pretty full. I'm sorry I haven't been more help to you."

Sierra's free hand joined the others "I like this. This us. I know we've never had it before but I'm willing to try if you are."

His sister was right, he was happy. Happier than he had been in a long time. He had an amazing boyfriend, crazy-in-a-good way friends, a niece he would walk through fire for and what looked like the beginnings of a relationship with his sister he never dreamed possible. Yes, the rest of his life was a huge fucking mess but it was ok. He'd find a way to take back control (he tried not to wince as he shifted uncomfortably in his chair)…even if it meant taking a few punishments along the way.

Notes:
Santana and Brody's meeting was in Chapter 48 Not Exactly What We Had Planned. It was also the chapter Blaine and Sebastian went to Las Vegas.

Hunter's taped confession is from Chapter 16 Meetings

Confidentiality agreements were signed in Chapter 54 A Good Old-Fashioned Ass Whippin'

What happened on Valentine's Day is in Chapter 31 Surprises, Part III

While I'm back to Fridays, it will be two weeks until the next chapter is up. I will still be able to check comments if you have any questions. As always, thank you for reading.