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A/N: I remember many times over the season on tumblr and other sites I've discussed with other people what are the reasons possibly for Kurt to automatically reject the role of Frank-N-Furter in "Rocky Horror Glee Show". In this Kurt will finally explain himself to Sam. The things that Kurt says for the reasons is personally what I have believed to be the reasons for Kurt to possibly automatically reject doing the role of Frank. , I saw your request and I shall write another part. Them continuing babysitting until the end of the day? I'm not sure of what you're asking so I'm going to wait until you respond, so I understand what you are saying. And also R&R everyone please. :)

Point of View: Sam Evans

Sam finished dressing, since it was more like dressing than changing due to his costume only being gold shorts. Slinging his backpack over his shoulder he opened the door to the dressing room and then began to walk to the wings of the stage. As he slowly approached he heard the sound of a piano playing and a voice.

"...Talks to me. I laugh 'cause it's just so damn funny. I can't even see, anyone when he's with me." He heard the voice sing, it sounded so pure and beautiful, yet sounded familiar. As he heard, "He says he's so in love. He's finally got it right. I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night." He then recognized it to be the voice of Kurt Hummel and it was clear once he saw Kurt as he was in the left wing of the stage.

Sam watched as he saw the brunette continuing to play on the piano as he continued to sing, "He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar. The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star." Sam slowly felt himself began to walk forward and onto the stage, as he watched Kurt continue to play. It was alluring to him. "He's the song in the car I keep singing. Don't know why I do. Sa-." Kurt was continuing to play and then began to sing the last part, when he looked up interrupted by Sam's obvious presence. "Sam!" He sounded startled. "How long have you been there?"

"I only heard part of the song- it's by Taylor Swift right?" Sam asked as he walked over to Kurt and then slowly he eased onto the piano bench Kurt was sitting on, sitting next to him and then pulled his back pack off of his shoulder and placed it on the ground. Kurt still looked a little worried, but seemed to quickly recover.

"Yes, it is. Not typically what I sing. However, the song speaks to me at the moment." Kurt said as he ran his fingertips gently over the keys. To Sam it seemed like every time Kurt moved it seemed to be with such grace. He could probably fall and make it look beautiful- what was he thinking?

"You play the piano?" Sam asked as he watched Kurt move his hands to his lap instead of on the keys.

"Yes, I've never missed a piano lesson." Kurt informed him, with a smile and Sam couldn't help to smile back. "So what brings you hear? Can't resist the sound of my voice?" He teased.

He couldn't be more right, but Sam just played it cool, "Oh I was dressing, because of rehearsal and of course I have to walk this way to get out of the auditorium."

"You know there is an exit in the back, right?" Kurt asked as he looked over at Sam with his head cocked to the side, smirking.

Sam knew that, but answered, "No, but thanks for telling me. What are you doing here anyway?"

"Oh Finn had to do something after school, excessive rehearsal with Rachel- which doesn't make sense since this is the auditorium..." Kurt said as he pulled his hands out of his lap and continued to play a little tune on the piano. It sounded graceful and slow. It didn't have the mood of being happy, or sad- just a beautiful melody. "So I decided to come in here to play, had nothing better to do. I was practicing my lines earlier for Rocky Horror."

"I don't really have lines." Sam said and Kurt laughed a little making Sam laugh as well.

"Well at least you sing... A little bit." Kurt replied, he stopped playing by now and put his hands in his lap again and Sam began to play with his thumbs.

"Yeah, I'm just basically something to look at." Sam said awkwardly and quietly and Kurt sighed.

"Well- you could have turned the role down." Kurt informed Sam.

"Yeah- but I just- they said I was perfect and who else would I play?" Sam asked Kurt and put his hands on the piano, but didn't play.

"Frank-N-Furter." Kurt suggested and laughed a little.

"Well if you turned down the role, what would make you think I would want to do it?" Sam asked laughing a little bit, all Kurt responded with was a shrug. "Why did you reject that role anyway?"

Kurt sighed and then slowly began to stand up and walked away from the piano. "It's just- well I mean it's many reasons." As Kurt began to say this, Sam slowly turned to face Kurt while he was still sitting on the piano bench. "I mean for one, I'm the gay kid. So I have to be the transvestite?" Kurt questioned sounding annoyed as he crossed his arms. "Mr. Shue assumed due to me being gay I wanted to play that role."

"Well- I mean..." Sam started and Kurt glared at Sam for a second. "I mean you have worn skirts before." He said nervously as he rubbed his arm. "Wouldn't that show you would- you know, be comfortable with that... Stuff?"

"That's not the point, Sam." Kurt said as he turned away to not look at Sam.

"That's just it? That's the only reason?" Sam asked as Kurt was turning away from him, as he noticed how tight Kurt's pants were tight from behind as he leaned his elbow on the piano behind him. As the elbow made contact with the piano, the sudden noise made Sam jump up from the bench and Kurt turned back around to look at Sam and began to laugh.

"You're clumsy aren't you?" Kurt asked as he walked towards Sam as he just stood there. All Sam did was nod in response. Kurt sighed and continued with, "I wouldn't feel comfortable with... dressing the way I would have to on stage."

"Why's that?" Sam asked as he took another step towards Kurt and put his hands into his pockets.

"Well... Fashion has no gender, but frankly I wouldn't want to dress up a tight leather dress, high heels, and lipstick." Kurt explained as he walked towards Sam, eventually walking past him. Sam turned around to see Kurt as he sat back down on the piano bench looking up at Sam. "And I just- don't feel comfortable... Doing that kind of stuff. Like... Sexual stuff too."

Sam nodded slowly. "I mean- I'd have to wear a pretty tight fitting outfit and fishnets, it's just-." Kurt seemed to struggle out the right words and just shook his head. Sam knew how he felt. It was just the same as him in his golden shorts. He acted as if he was fine with it, but he felt like he was just something to look at. He didn't feel right about it and also he felt insecure about his body. "And I'd have to do- scenes with people... I don't really want to have..." He stopped, but sighed and added, "I just don't feel like doing particular scenes I'd have to do with certain people." He admitted.

"What do you mean?" Sam questioned as he slowly walked over to Kurt and then sitting next to him on the piano bench again.

"Well I'd have to do some pretty heavy stuff with Finn- whose mother is dating my father." Kurt began and then went, "And Rachel... Well frankly me liking Rachel seems like a hit and miss nowadays and that's Finn's girlfriend." He rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"And wouldn't you have had some scenes with me?" Sam asked as he turned to Kurt, they just started with Rocky Horror Picture Show, but Sam was sure they would have some scenes together. As he looked at Kurt, Kurt seemed to stay quiet and look away from him nodding his head slowly.

"It's acting Kurt." Sam said randomly. "But why wouldn't you not want to do scenes with me?" He asked. "I mean- technically they don't really show anything right? Or is there something wrong with me?"

"No it's not you. It's still-." Kurt began and then paused for a moment and continued with, "I just can't do that stuff with you."

"Why not?" Sam asked as he tilted his head to the side, he was so confused. What was so wrong? Sam put his hand on Kurt's shoulder. It seemed to make Kurt stiff for a moment, but quickly he relaxed.

"It's just not right." Kurt told him as he seemed to refuse to make eye contact with him.

"What do you mean?" Sam asked, "That doesn't make any sense."

"We can't do anything together. We couldn't have a silly duet, let alone be in a play with you as my sex toy." Kurt sounded annoying saying all this, looking over at Sam. Once it was all said and done, it seemed the minute he stopped talking the phrase "sex toy" echoed in Sam's head, it seemed to be the same with Kurt, with how he immediately looked away from Sam and became very quiet for about a minute. It felt like forever.

"Who told you we couldn't do a duet together?" Sam asked as he got closer to Kurt, slowly be began to rub Kurt's back trying to comfort him.

It felt like a minute before Kurt finally answered, "Finn said it would ruin your reputation," with a sigh.

"What reputation?" Sam said half-laughing and Kurt cracked a smile as he turned to look at Sam. Their faces were inches apart.

They just looked at each other for a few moments, it was only seconds, but it felt like minutes to Sam. God, look at his eyes. They looked perfect in the lighting on the stage. They looked like pale blue diamonds, like ice. Slowly he felt himself began to lean forward. "What are you doing?" Kurt whispered, as he put a hand on Sam's chest, but he noticed that Kurt didn't move away.

"Sorry- instincts taking over." Sam said chuckling lightly and leaned his forehead against Kurt's he noticed that Kurt's breathing was a little uneven now. "I'm so confused lately." He whispered.

Kurt finally pulled away, which made Sam heart break for a moment. However, Kurt smiled at Sam and shook his head, "Boys." Kurt then sighed the word out and gently took Sam's chin leaning forward and giving a quick peck on the lips. Sam's eyes widen at the shock of Kurt actually kissing him. Kurt's face changed though, instead of grinning like he was before his face relaxed. Sam's heart began to race as he noticed Kurt glancing at his lips. Kurt began to lean in again and softly pressed his lips to Sam's. Slowly, Sam parted his lips as he kissed Kurt back in return.

If this is wrong, then why did it feel so right?