As Sung By

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Author's Note: Okay, so how amazing was last night's Fall Finale? Oh my god. Best episode of any show, ever!! Oh, and the song is "I'm Not That Girl" from Wicked; now on with the story.

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Chapter 4: Defying Gravity

"Something has changed within me. Something is not the same. I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game; too late for second-guessing, too late to go back to sleep. It's time to trust my instincts, close my eyes: and leap!" (Defying Gravity)

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Half of the day had come and gone in no time and Kurt found himself pacing eagerly outside of the Boys' Locker Room. Early in the week Coach Tanaka had called a meeting for the football team to meet Thursday (today) during lunch, and while Kurt had turned in his resignation from the football weeks ago, he still had very important business here.

When the sound of the approaching team began to draw near Kurt took a step back, as to avoid any trouble and so that the exiting members of the team could easily pass by him, and lucky for him Puck still lingered inside.

"Hey, Kurt." Finn tossed the smaller boy a smile and a small wave as he passed by on his way into the hallway.

"Hey." Kurt offered, his stomach filling with small butterflies at the quarterback's presence.

With a small grin plastered on his delicate features, Kurt adjusted the strap on his bag and strolled into the now almost empty locker room.

He made his way about quietly and he could hear someone shuffling around in their locker as he approached. From the sound of a groan and then the slamming of a locker that soon followed, Kurt knew he had been right about Puck still being inside.

Surprisingly Kurt had managed to make it all the way to Puck's locker undetected; however, despite his satisfaction in that fact, he frowned he saw rounded the corner and saw Puck sitting on the bench in the aisle, head in his hands, his shoulders slumped.

"Hi." Kurt offered up his best smile.

Puck looked up, disdain heavy on his masculine features as he realized who it was, "Oh, god, not you."

Kurt visibly frowned for a moment, but shook off Puck's unfriendly welcome within seconds, "Nice to see you, too."

Puck sighed heavily, looking back down at the white-tiled floor, "What do you want, Hummel?"

Kurt suppressed a chuckle and the urge to rattle off several of the slightly proactive things that arose in his mind with Puck's question. "I thought we should talk. Considering what happened and all."

"Nothing happened." Puck bit out, without looking up.

Kurt scoffed, "I've still got the tingle on my lips to prove it."

Puck jumped up, startling Kurt and making the young soprano back up, till his backside was pressed up against a set of the cool, metal lockers, "Don't. Ever. Say. That. Again."

Kurt shook of the surprise of Puck's actions and took a breath; he looked up into the taller boy's eyes, a smile gracing his lips.

"Something funny?" Kurt just nodded, causing Puck's jaw to tense as he pressed forward, his body almost on top of Kurt's. "What?"

Kurt's smile remained and he shrugged, "Just this." And with that he leaned up, pressing his soft, moisturized lips to Puck's slightly chapped ones. Just as Kurt had predicted, Puck did not pull away. Instead, he deepened the kiss, his tongue trailing along Kurt's bottom lips, begging for entrance into the warm, wet solitude of his mouth. The jock closed the small gap between them and pressed himself into Kurt's body, causing Kurt to moan against Puck's lips, allowing Puck to take advantage and slip his tongue inside of Kurt's mouth. Another moan.

All too soon for both boys they found themselves coming up for air. They didn't pull away from each other. Their eyes remaining closed, recovering from the intensity of the moment.

"Don't," Kurt breathed out, "stop. Please."

None of this made any kind of sense to either boy, but Puck recaptured Kurt's mouth and began to once again aggressively reclaim his lips for his own, neither cared. The only thing that mattered was the heat that burned from within each boy and drove them to continue. And as their kiss continued, in the seclusion of the locker room, the only thing Kurt could think of was a few lines from one of his favorite songs, Defying Gravity:

"I think I'll try defying gravity.

And you won't bring me down.

Kiss me goodbye; I'm defying gravity."