What Comes Next?

By: TracyCook

Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters belong to the creator of Glee.

Couple: Brittany/Rachel

Rating: M

Chapter 4

Friends?

All that she had been able to think about was Finn and their conversation the night prior, her mind seemed to be ridiculing her and tormenting her with questions that she could not seem to answer. 'Why do I not want to make love to my boyfriend…? Does this mean that I do not love him…? I love kissing him… I mean yes he is sloppy and doesn't seem to know what he is doing all the time, but I'm no kissing expert either…' Letting out a loud groan she closed her locked door, holding her books tightly against her chest as she continued to internally pick apart the situation as she headed toward her first classroom.

Normally she would have waited at her locker for Finn, but Rachel was not ready to confront him. How was she supposed to explain to him that they were missing something, that that supposed passion that makes someone irrational and unable to resist the person they love just did not seem to be there between the two of them? She couldn't do that to him. So, for now she was opting for avoidance until she could figure out what the problem was.

Large brown eyes searched the halls worriedly, hoping that she would not run into her boyfriend. 'This is ridiculous… he's going to see me at Glee.' Suddenly she came to a halt as she spotted Brittany standing in front of her locker. Rachel cocked her head to the side and watched. It appeared that the blonde was not gathering things for class, but simply staring into her locker as she strummed her nails against the metal. 'She looks like she's really thinking about something… strange.' Glancing into the locker she couldn't help the large grin that erupted across her face. 'Wow… She has so many random and strange things in her locker… Not that I can talk really…'

After staring for a moment longer the brunette decided to approach the taller girl in order to ask her how things went, from the looks of things they had not gone amazingly. 'Plus this will be a great distraction from Finn… maybe Brittany could help me with my problems… she knows a lot about sex.' The thought made her blush as she walked toward the blonde, her heart starting to race nervously as she looked around for an angry Santana.

When she saw that the coast was clear Rachel moved so that she was standing next to the other girl, looking up at her. "Hello there Brittany."

"Oh, hey Rach." The blonde mumbled softly as she turned to face the diva, closing her locker.

"I was going to inquire about how things went between you and Santana, but seeing how something unpleasant appears to be consuming your mind that probably would not be a good idea at the moment." Rachel rambled.

Brittany stared at her with a confused expression. "Huh?"

Letting out a soft laugh a she realized that she was talking over the blonde's head she blushed a little, which she found odd. 'Why would I blush at something like that…? I will have to ponder on that at a later time…' "Are you alright?"

"Oh!" She let out the breath she had been holding in concentration as she tried to understand the shorter girl's rambling. 'She always uses so many big words… and so fast… it's annoying… and cute especially now that she's blushing...' "Yeah, I'm fine." She shrugged trying to seem more nonchalant about things that were going on then she actually was.

"Really? Because you look awfully dreadful." As she saw the confused look start to cover Brittany's face once more, she quickly revised her wording. "You look sad I mean."

"I am sad." She whispered out softly before realizing that once again she had felt comfortable sharing her feelings, and once again it was with none other than the girl that her and her friends had hurt on numerous occasions. It was strange but she felt like she was able to confide in the brunette, that was not something she had ever had with Santana and it broke her heart knowing that someone she tormented through most of high school would actually listen to her but not someone who claimed to be in love with her.

Rachel moved to place a comforting hand on the blonde's forearm, catching blue eyes with large soulful brown. Her trademark grin spreading across her face as she stated in a serious and trustworthy voice. "I know that we are not the best of friends, in fact you may not think of me as a friend at all considering times in the past when you were not all too pleasant to me, but I do think of you as my friend Brittany and I want you to know that you can talk to me about what is going on and I will try and help in any way that I can. While it is true that I lack in relationship and sexual experience I am willing to give whatever input I can."

"You're cute." Brittany said, as usual not censoring her thoughts. Smiling as she watched the diva's face fill with a light red blush at her words, which only served to make her cuter to the blonde cheerio.

"Uh, well thank you Brittany." She stated with slightly less conviction and confidence than her previous statement. Suddenly she noticed the way that her body was reacting to the compliments as well as the skin contact where her fingers had started to idly stroke the taller girl's arm and she blushed even more so, pulling her hand away. 'Why am I reacting this way… to Brittany?' "So um, was Santana terribly upset about our song choice?" She asked trying to change the subject as she averted her eyes.

As much as she wanted to push Rachel and see how red she could actually make the other, she focused on what she had asked. "Yes, she went all "Lima Heights" on me." Brittany said laughing softly as Rachel snapped her head up and her eyes widened, undoubtedly filling with worry at the statement. "But then she apologized and invited me over."

"Oh, well that is terrific." The diva stated, her bright smile returning to her face as she ignored the random lurching of her stomach at the thoughts of what the two girls had done at Santana's house.

"Yeah, it was pretty hot." She stated in her monotone voice, her eyes glazing over a little as she remembered the "sexy times" she had shared with the Latina. "Until I had to talk about my feelings and ruin everything. Now she's mad again." A pout formed on her pink lips and Rachel felt her heart drop at the sight. Perhaps it was Brittany's naivety to the world around her, but whenever she was hurt it was like seeing a wounded puppy.

As the obvious lust flashed across blue eyes, the perfectionist's stomach lurched again. 'What is wrong with me… she and Santana have sex, everyone knows that, it shouldn't bother me. I have two gay dads after all!' Once again she moved to touch the taller girl's arm, smiling reassuringly up at her as she spoke honestly. "You should be able to talk to the person that you love Brittany, it should be more than just a physical connection. I am sure Santana will come around to realizing that and if she doesn't than you know what?"

"What?" Brittany asked, sniffling a little as she forced her tears not to fall.

"Then she is missing out, because I rather enjoy talking with you about your feelings." Rachel gave the blonde's arm a soft squeeze, ignoring the sparks that it elicited along her fingertips as she did so.

A bright smile formed on the cheerleader's face as she lunged forward wrapping the brunette in a tight and unexpected hug. She was so grateful for the kind words and that someone had actually listened and cared about her feelings, that she didn't think about the fact that they were at school and anyone could see them. In fact she found that she didn't care because she soon realized she loved hugging Rachel. The height difference made it so that the diva's head rested just below her shoulder, her body was so tiny and once again she thought of the word cute to describe her, they fit together perfectly. Not only that, but as she rested her head against brown locks she could smell a unique mixture that she decided was Rachel Berry, a mix of vanilla and strawberries, it was intoxicatingly delicious.

The diva was caught off guard as she was pulled into a bone-crushing hug; her body suddenly flush against the beautiful taller woman. Her heart started to pound against her ribs and her body heated up at the contact she had not been expecting. She was undoubtedly blushing brightly. 'Oh god… Brittany is hugging me and I actually like it… a lot… is that cinnamon?' Her mind curiously raced as she felt the blonde grab hold of her arms forcing them around her waist so that she had to hug her in return, which she did not protest to. Slowly she allowed herself to melt comfortably into the embrace.

Leaning down Brittany whispered against Rachel's ear. "You smell yummy… I wish they made cookies that taste like you smell so I could eat you up." She giggled a little as she felt the smaller girl's intake of breath and heard the high-pitched squeak. 'So so so cute.'

"Um I am afraid that I do not understand what you mean." She whispered out, her body shaking due to the heated breath against her ear and neck. The star was trying her hardest to force the blush and inappropriate thoughts out of her mind to no avail.

Suddenly all heat washed away from both girl's bodies as they were covered in red ice as three football players walked by them, all throwing slushies on them. Brittany who had never had a slushie thrown at her before let out a startled yelp before backing away from Rachel trying to wipe the syrupy liquid from her eyes in order to open them. The shorter girl simply shuddered at the cold before wiping her eyes clean enough to open them, secretly hoping that she had her backup clothes in her locker. "Are you alright—"

"—Oh god B, are you okay?" Santana quickly rushed over to the blonde wrapping a protective arm around her before shooting a glare in the diva's direction. She had been watching the entire interaction from down the hallway and she was not happy about it at all.

"San? It hurts." She whimpered out.

Rachel watched with sad eyes as she chewed on her full bottom lip. Knowing that this was her fault she felt inclined to apologize. "The pain will go away soon; I suggest that you rinse your eyes out in order to ensure no further damage is done." Smiling softly she moved toward the now shaking girl who was still letting out soft whimpers as she pouted. Ignoring Santana's glare she gripped Brittany's arm. "I apologize, if you hadn't been standing so close to me then you would not have been target to such an assault, please let me help you clean yourself—"

"She doesn't need no help from you manhands, so get lost!" Santana barked slapping the slushie-covered girl's hand away venomously.

"San…" Brittany whispered out warily, warning her not to be mean to the other girl.

"No Britts, I will not just sit around and watch as this midget brings you down. She is ruining your reputation. Do you not understand how people will look at you if you start acting all friendly with this fucking tranny?"

"Rachel is my friend." She responded peeking blue eyes open enough to look down into the Latina's angry brown, before glancing toward Rachel who was staring at her in complete and utter shock. Flashing her a smile, she felt her heart leap as it was returned with one of the diva's beautiful tooth-filled grins.

"Friend? What? You and the hobbit?"

"Hobbit's are cute."

The diva's smile faltered a little as she heard the comment about her height, but she found that she could not help but smile and blush softly at Brittany inadvertently calling her cute. 'That's the second time she has called me cute in one hour… gosh… I can't stop blushing even if she did call me a hobbit… Which I am most definitely not… short? Yes, perhaps my stature is below average, but I do not have harry feet or an excessive need to destroy a ring by any means.'

"What the hell did you just say? Hobbits are not cute! They are short little harry midgets just like Berry over here with those bushy ass eyebrows and those manhands of hers!" She screamed out, throwing her hands up in frustration at the girl who was still coated in melting red ice.

"She's my friend."

Before the fuming Latina could say anything more Rachel stepped in "Let's go get you cleaned up." she stated, unable to contain her excitement. She had never really had anyone call her friend before and this meant so much to her. Reaching out she took ahold of the blonde's arm, no longer intimidated by the way that Santana looked as if she could kill her on the spot. 'Okay… maybe a little intimidated…' Still, it was not enough to stop her as she started to pull the taller girl toward the bathroom.

Brittany glanced back at Santana who was staring at her with eyes filled with disbelief and anger, but she also saw sadness there. 'Why can't she just admit she loves me and be with me… is she really that scared of being slushied… it's cold, but now I taste like cherry. Yumm.'

"If you soak your clothing in the bathroom sink then it should prevent staining, same goes for your skin. The faster that we rid it of the slushie the better chance that it will not stain it."

"Sounds hot. I'd love it if you wash me Rach." She mumbled out in her monotone voice, her lip quirking up as she saw Rachel blush. Even with her red slushie-covered face she could tell, and she found that it becoming her favorite thing to do. See how far she could push the brunette and how much she could embarrass her with sexual implications. 'Not that they aren't true…'' She thought surprising herself a little. 'Just hopefully she wouldn't mind if I brought my rubber ducky… he's so cute… but not as cute as Rachel right now.' She smiled.

Santana felt tears sting at her eyes as she heard the blonde's words directed at the woman that she had always hated more than anything, the woman that she did not find in the least bit attractive. Sure she had an okay body, but she was definitely not hot. 'How dare she ditch me for manhands!'

The Latina knew that there was only one way that she could get Brittany back where she belonged, only one way that she could convince her that she loved her, and that was something that she dreaded doing. Still, she knew that it had to be done and at this point she was doing it for more than one reason. She loved the blonde and wanted to be with her, but she also hated Rachel and wanted to see her spirits crushed, and this would allow her to do both.

"What is going on between the two of them?" A familiar, irritated voice questioned from behind her.

"What's it matter to you Q? You should be happy, if Berry steals B from me you can hone in on that dumbass boy you seem to love." When She turned she realized that the blonde's hazel eyes held nearly as much venom as her own as they glared after the two laughing, slushie-covered girls. Her body was even shaking a little as her muscles tensed.

"This has nothing to do with Finn." She rasped angrily.

Santana raised an eyebrow at her friend signaling that she did not quite understand, so Quinn reiterated as she pried her eyes off of Rachel and Brittany long enough to stare into brown eyes. "It has to do with B. She seems taken by Berry and that is not something that will reflect well on the cheerios. Besides everyone knows that she is yours."

"Damn straight!" The Latina stated slamming her hand against the lockers beside them in order to let out some of her anger. "She is mine."

"So I suppose I want you to know that I will do whatever it takes to keep manhands away from her." With that hazel eyes glanced back toward Rachel looking her over angrily.

"Then sing with me Q." Santana stated a smirk forming on her lips as her plan began to fall into action. She knew that Brittany had wanted her to sing a song in front of the Glee club, she had wanted her to put a label on herself, to tell everyone that she loved her, and that was what she planned on doing.

"If it will help save B from Berry, count me in."

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Authors Note: If y'all give me some lovin's I promise to try and update fast!

I am going to make this one-sided Faberry. I do not know if it will affect Brittany and Rachel's relationship too much, but I know that she will be siding with Santana for a bit. :) It should be interesting of course. Anyhow, I loved all of your feedback and reviews, you guys make me encouraged to add more and more! :) So I would like to thank you all!

Next there should be the cute bathroom scene and some drama, will be a grand ol' time. Hope that y'all liked it!

-Tracy Cook