A/N Feeling a little better tonight. At least I haven't thrown up since last night. And I even managed to write another chapter of Somewhere, Ohio, too! Anyway, today's prompt was perfect, as if they knew exactly what was going to happen in this chapter!

Reviews always welcome!

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Two Birds in a Box

He sleepwalked again. And worse, he woke up standing outside Blaine's door. Swearing under his breath, Kurt all but ran back down the hall to his own dorm. Damn it! Why was this happening now?

He dressed quickly, wishing he could wear his own clothes rather than the uniform, just because he wanted the comfort of his own style to soothe him. He'd definitely be changing his clothes before meeting David to go shopping at the mall.

He'd just finished breakfast and was heading to his first class of the day when Miss Simpson flagged him down. "Mr. Hummel, you have a package in the office!"

Curiosity got the better of him, and risking being late, he detoured to the office to pick up the package. It as about the same size as the package from the day before. He waited to open it until he was seated in the back row of his french class, having just made it before the tardy bell.

Once Madame Woodward had begun the immersive video, Kurt carefully opened the box, trying to make as little noise as possible. Inside was an elaborate music box, delicately carved from redwood, adorned with carved vines and roses. A pale blue ribbon was tied to it with the customary card.

"Your voice is even more angelic than this. From your Secret Admirer."

Kurt sighed softly, a faint smile on his lips. He was tempted to open the box and hear what song it would play, but didn't want to get caught, so waited (im)patiently for class to end. Once he had a chance to open it, it took him a moment to recognize the song. La Vie en Rose.

Who could possibly know him so well that they knew that was one of his favorite songs? He hadn't told anyone that! Could this person just have made a lucky guess? Kurt sighed in frustration. Who could it be? And why couldn't he stop pinning over Blaine, who obviously would never return his feelings?

Pushing the music box down into his messenger bag, Kurt made his way to second period.

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During Warbler rehearsal, Miss Simpson delivered four white roses, a teal colored ribbon holding the note this time.

"Now that you see who you really are, don't ever forget again. From Your Secret Admirer."

Kurt had to smile at that. At least he could thank his secret admirer for helping him find his self confidence. If he ever found out who it was.

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Later that evening, as Kurt and David browsed through displays of silk scarves, Kurt was distracted by thoughts of his secret admirer.

"Penny for your thoughts?" David teased.

Kurt glanced at him. "Sorry, guess my mind wandered for a moment."

"Still trying to figure out who your secret admirer is?"

Kurt shrugged. "I'm actually starting to think there is more than one."

"What?" David asked. "Why do you think that?"

Kurt moved on to a display of handbags. "Well, the roses seem to have a different tone than the other presents."

"How so?"

"Well, the roses seem more like someone is just trying to give me a pep talk, to bolster my self esteem, like a friend." Kurt eyed the councilman knowingly.

David smiled. "Okay, don't look at me like that. It was Trent's idea, and Nick and Jeff and a few others decided to go along with it. They just wanted you to see how special you really are."

Kurt smiled in return. "Well, now I know who to thank, at least. But I take it that means none of you were the ones to send me the honey sticks, or the nightlight, or the music box?"

David shook his head no. "I have no idea who sent those. I didn't even know you'd gotten a music box."

Kurt sighed. "Come on, let's try another store. I don't see anything here that I think your Anna would like. I only met her the once, but I remember she preferred a more understated appearance, and it really suited her."

As they walked towards the next store, Kurt asked David a few questions about his girlfriend. "What's her favorite color?"

"Grey. She says it is the most underrated color in the palate."

"Well, I like her even more now. Grey is underrated. I know you said she's allergic to chocolate, but does she like any candy at all?"

"She prefers fresh fruit. Says candy gives her acne."

"Hmm," Kurt said. "Again, a woman after my heart. Well, what are her hobbies?"

David paused to think this time. "She loves to read, and she loves listening to music. She once joked that the only reason she dated me was because I'm a good singer."

Now it was Kurt's turn to pause. "I've got it! I know what you are going to give her. Come on."

He lead the older Warbler to the far side of the mall. David frowned when he saw where they were. "Uh Kurt? I'm not so sure about this!"

Kurt just laughed and grabbed him by the elbow and dragged him inside the recording booth. "Kurt, I'm serious, I don't know if this is such a good idea!"

"Relax! She'll love it! And besides, she admitted she loved to hear you sing!"

"Those weren't her exact words," David muttered, but allowed the pale boy to pick out four songs to record. The countertenor even volunteered to sing back up for him.

The music began for the first song, and David couldn't help but feel the other boy's enthusiasm, and the two Warblers began to sing.

Love is in the air, everywhere I look around
Love is in the air, every sight and every sound
And I don't know if I'm being foolish
Don't know if I'm being wise
But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when I look in your eyes

David couldn't help but laugh and smile as the auburn haired Warbler made silly faces at him as he sang, and he really began enjoying himself as he sang. Kurt was right. Anna would love this.