MONSTER

by Something Dysfunctional

Kurt Hummel knew that he could have what he wanted, especially Finn Hudson. But what will happen during a project for Glee Club that has him wondering if his crush thinks differently of him? Influenced by music and Lady GaGa, Kurt will open up to Finn.

7. Phantom

MONSTER
A GLEE fanfic
By: Something Dysfunctional
Chapter Seven: Phantom
Disclaimer: Ryan Murphy owns the show and my soul. Damn you.
Sorry it has been taking me so long to write out this chapter. Currently, some of the keys on my laptop are NOT working, such as my semi-colon, colon, the right-handed shift key, and my M button. Nor can I use my comas. So basically... I copying and pasting. Ugh. Do you SEE the pain that I am going through for you all? Because I love you guys. -snerks- I'm thinking of finishing up the story soon, but not with a bang. I know I rated it T, but... as a bonus, if I get, oh I don't know... about 30 or more reviews, I'll throw in a SMUTTY chapter. Yes, that's right... I'm bringing out the big guns. I normally don't write a sex scene for certain things unless it's straight-up yaoi, but for Kurt and Finn, I'm willing to make an exception. What do you all think?
Let's Get Physical!
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I knew that sooner or later today, I was going to see Finn. As I walked slowly into the Glee Club room, I felt a sense of dread. Or perhaps an over-estimation of what I wanted to happen when I sailed into the room. Finn's eyes raking over me, walking towards me in that stealthy manner and kissing me in front of everybody. Oh, yes... I truly was a diva and drama queen at heart. I shook the image from my mind and with my head held high, I crossed the threshold to where everyone else was at. I casually walked over to Mercedes and placed my stuff down, sitting in a chair and crossing my legs. Today is the day. "Are you nervous?", she asked me, going over her music one last time. I shrugged and placed my fingers over the Dior scarlet scarf that I wore around my neck, like I had in my dream. "Not even the tiniest bit. Rachel might have been nice to me earlier today, but it's still a competition between me and her in music. She thought that Phantom didn't belong to me. Well, we are going to see about that," I sniffed some, graciously tossing back my head.

Speak of the devil and she shall appear... the brunette walked in, flashing me a smile, in which I gave her one in reply, very prissy, but I didn't care. Soon, Finn traveled behind, his hands deep in his pants pockets and a haunted look about his handsome face. I gnawed on my bottom lip, cautious and worried. Did he look that way because of me? He brushed past me to sit on the upper level of stands. Timid, I glanced back, still sucking on my lip. He looked up for the tiniest fraction and, if it was possible, he zoomed in on my face, looking intently at my mouth. I flushed and ducked y head, embarrassed and... a little turned on. I turned around, still idly playing with my scarf. I knew I had to get my final point across today with my music. Things had rapidly changed so much in such a short amount of time- his mom and my dad, dating. Almost living together. The GaGa incident with him standing up for me against the hockey team. All those times... of him protecting me, and what did I have to show for it?

Not really a damn thing.

Mr. Schuester walked in, clapping his hands to get our attentions. He had a sad, yet proud look upon his face as we got quiet and listened to him speak.

"Okay, class, it's time for your assignments that I gave you! The point of it all was to draw out your strengths in singing, performing, and... what really matters to you as a Glee member. I know it's been a bad time, with Jesse going back to Vocal Adrenaline... and probably running his mouth to Shelby of how we perform, but that's okay. Because we are going to show them at Regionals what we are all about. Now, who would like to go first?," he asked in a challenging tone, eyes twinkling. Some of the members were pumped up by his little speech, but as ever, Rachel wanted to go first, singing "Don't Cry For Me, Argentina" from Evita. Then, Quinn surprised me by singing next, her song from Chicago, a la "Roxie". The next thing I knew, Santana and Brittany were singing a duet from Wicked, "For Good". Tina sung "Out Tonight" from RENT and Artie gave a sad, yet chilling performance of "I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face" from My Fair Lady. Mercedes, however, shook the house with "You Can't Stop The Beat" from Hairspray. Matt and Mike followed in suit with a number from The Producers, the quirky song, "We Can Do It".

When the boys were done, Puck walked silently down to the piano, hands in his pockets as he turned and faced us, face solemn. He nodded to the band, and in the most heart-felt ways, he crooned out "Sandy" from Grease. I turned to look at Quinn, who was perched at the edge of her seat, so still like a statue and tears trembling on her long eyelashes. She knew he was singing it to her. I glanced back at Puck, who had a range of emotions running over his dark features, but pain stood out the most.

When he finished, the class erupted in applause, some of the girls sniffling, myself included.

I wiped my eyes hastily and then stood, a hand on my hip. "Mr. Schuester, if you mind, I would like to go now," I said in a confident tone, so sure of myself. He nodded, almost eager for me to show the class what I could do. I stopped and then turned swiftly on the tips of my feet, my chin held high. "Today, I shall perform the song from Phantom of the Opera, "All I Ask Of You". Brad, you may start," I politely instructed the pianist. The first few notes danced in the air as I closed my eyes, readying myself to sing both parts...

alone.

For the briefest moment, I was terrified and so ashamed for having acting the way I did to Finn. Maybe he wasn't my Phantom. Perhaps... all along he was my Raoul.

I opened my mouth to begin when I was interrupted by another. I opened my eyes so fast, I believed to have gotten whiplash. Finn stood up from his seat, eyes blazing and set on my own so fiercely that I forgot to breathe right. I forgot he knew what song I was singing! And he pulls this? I nearly swooned at the idea of him remembering this song. As he sung to me, he walked down to the front, everyone looking on interestingly and Mr. Schue confused:

"No more talk of darkness,
Forget these wide-eyed fears I'm here,
nothing can harm you my words will warm and calm you
Let me be your freedom,
let daylight dry your tears.
I'm here with you, beside you,
to guard you and to guide you..."

I drew in a breath, and began softly, daring to hope as he circled around me...

"Say you love me every waking moment,
turn my head with talk of summertime.
Say you need me with you now and always...
Promise me that all you say is true love me,
that's all I ask of you."

Finn stood next to me, looking down so intently, his eyes dark, yet warm like freshly-dug earth, keeping me entranced-

"Let me be your shelter,
let me be your light.
You're safe,
No one will find you
your fears are far behind you."

I turned, suppressing a shudder, before he raised his hand to grasp my shoulder.

"All I want is freedom,
a world with no more night
and you, always beside me,
to hold me and to hide me..."

He pressed near my side, taking his hands and placing them on my arms, turning me back as he continued to sing, a smile gracing his features.

"Then say you'll share with me one love,
one lifetime,
let me lead you from your solitude.
Say you need me with you here, beside you.
Anywhere you go, let me go too.
Oh Kurt, that's all I ask of you."

I wanted to hide myself in his arms as he had sung my name, but I kept my face up, eyes brimming with those unruly, unshed tears. This was it... it was closing to the end. Finn told me he had watched the movie before and the play on YouTube. I wondered if he would... kiss me again, like Raoul and Christine did in the song. I sang loudly now, my adrenaline rushing as my heart soared with each note-

"Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime,
say the word and I will follow you..."

Our voiced now melded together, sweet and honeyed almost.

"Share each day with me,
each night, each morning."

I closed my eyes as I let the next line rush past my lips as his presence drew near to me.

"Say you love me..."

He mirrored my own tone, so soft and right.

"You know I do..."

Together, we sung the last bit, foreheads pressed together.

"Love me - that's all I ask of you."

I pulled away, looking into his face, searching that he was being sincere and truthful with everything he just sung to me. Finn placed a hand on my cheek, cradling it close as the last part of the song came to an end.

"Anywhere you go let me go, too.
Love me - that's all I ask of you..."

There was silence in the room until I heard a voice pipe up, innocent and naive, I knew it could only be her:

"So... are you like, going to kiss him... or not, Finn?," Brittany asked, her fingers twirling in her blonde ponytail, blue eyes lit up mischievously. Finn groaned at the artless question, causing the silence to break in roaring laughter. I laughed along, holding onto Finn's arms. "Well?," Santana asked, grinning wildly. I looked up at Finn, who was staring at me. "What do I have to loose?," he murmured, ducking his head and claimed my second kiss on my lips. I soared at the sensation, ignoring the cat-calls and my Glee teacher's plea of everyone calming down in a rather teasing tone, only focusing on the boy that was in front of me. No one revolved around my world more that he did.

And that's all I could ask of him.
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As I sat on the hood of my Navigator, the sun was setting and a cool wind was picking up. I held the scarf that held the color Finn said looked good on me.

Pressing my lips together, I debated on letting it go in the wind, for a symbolic move on my part when a hand wrapped around my own, bringing it up to lay my palm on a sturdy chest. "You're not thinking of letting that go, are you?," Finn asked seriously, a brow raised. I shrugged, turning my nose up in the air. "Why not? Every diva has a signature move. Mine might as well be letting this vintage scarf blow away in the wind, like at the end of a sappy, romance movie with Barbra Streisand", I sighed. Finn chuckled and brushed away some of my hair, eying me curiously.

"I never could understand you, but... I think I kind of do", he mused. I smiled coyly, fingers playing along his collarbone, watching the scarf entwine around the pale digits.

"Finn Hudson, you may never understand me. No one will, but for the moment... understand this- there is no one else I would have fallen for that day in the hallway but you. Impulse control turned out to be a good thing", I laughed, tossing back my head. Finn joined me and then sat beside me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "I never though this would happen to me either, but... I like it", he murmured, pressing a kiss on my temple.

"You sure? No regrets?"

"None."
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WOOT!
Chapter done!
I think I will make two more chapters, and then the bonus one. XD
Why you ask? I need a chapter to put in GaGa's MONSTER song, now don't I?
I know this particular chapter was rushed, but there is a reason for it. Don't think that Finn and Kurt are getting off THAT easy.
-the moonlight carries the message of Love.-

Later Days...!
-SD

Rachel-Don't Cry For Me Argentina-Evita
Mercedes- You Can't Stop The Beat-Hairspray
Finn and Kurt-All I Ask Of You- Phantom of the Opera
Quinn-Roxie-Chicago
Puck- Sandy- Grease
Artie-I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face-My Fair Lady
Tina-Out Tonight-RENT
Santana and Brittany-For Good-WICKED
Mike and Matt- We Can Do It-The Producers