Santana Lopez leaned in to kiss her girlfriend of four and a half years, Rachel Berry, but she was surprised to be met by hair. "Uh... hello?" Santana said. Rachel shrugged. They'd been dating since the summer before their freshman year of high school and they were halfway through their senior year.

"We're not kissing." Rachel said.

"What do you mean I don't get my Rachel Berry kisses?" Santana yelled. Rachel crossed her arms over chest and raised an eyebrow. "Well, are you going to tell me what I did wrong?" Santana asked. Rachel sighed.

"Not this time. You need to figure it out yourself." Rachel said. Santana gaped at her.

"Rachel!"

"Santana!"

"Well can I have a hint?" Santana asked. Rachel shook her head. "This isn't fair."

"I'm sorry, but you're on your own for this one. I'll see you later." Rachel said, leaving the room. Two minutes later Brittany S. Pierce, Santana's best friend, walked into the choir room.

"What's up, S?"

"Rachel's mad at me and I don't know why." the Latina said.

"That doesn't sound like Rachel. She usually tells you why she's mad." Brittany said.

"Yea I know."

"Well, did you forget to pick her up?" Brittany asked.

"No."

"Did you accidentally insult her?" Brittany asked.

"No!"

"Did you-"

"Damn, Britt! I said I don't know what I did! Its been over four years. We know how to avoid big fights by now. We have small arguments, but those last ten minutes max. I just don't know what I'm supposed to do." Santana said. Brittany shrugged.

"Just cover your bases." she advised. Santana nodded.

Four days later, Santana found Rachel in the auditorium. "So... I've been trying to figure what I did wrong and I think I figured it out." she said.

"Oh did you now?" Rachel asked. Santana nodded. "Enlighten me."

"Is it because Schue gave me the lead in this week's group number?" Santana asked. Rachel stared at her in disbelief. "Because if it is, you can have, Rach." Santana continued. Rachel slammed her sheet music on the piano, causing the Latina to jump back.

"Seriously? After four years you think that that's what this is about? Wow. You know, you really don't know me if that's what you think of me. Sometimes you make me wonder why I even bother to lo... like you at all." Rachel said, storming off. Santana's brow furrow.

"Well at least I know what made her mad this time." Santana muttered to herself, picking up the forgotten sheet music and placing it back in the diva's Glee binder. While she turned to place a piece, a certain song caught her attention. "Oh my god." she whispered, looking at what was written in the corner.

To sing in Glee Club for Santana :)

Grabbing the song, she closed the binder. When she walked into the choir room for Glee Club rehearsals, Santana made a beeline for her girlfriend, handing her the binder. "You left this in the auditorium." she said.

"Thanks." Rachel said, taking the binder. Mr. Schue walked in and started to talk.

"Actually, Mr. Schue, I have something to say." Santana said, walking forward. She went to Brad the piano player and handed him a piece of sheet music to play. "Wait for my cue." she said, turning around.

"San, what's going on?" Rachel asked, looking at her cheerleader girlfriend.

"I'm glad you asked Rach. See, all week I've been trying to figure out what exactly I did to make you mad. I know I was kind of far off this morning and I apologize for making that assumption. I should never have thought that you would think that, especially not after four years. And... I think I figured it out now. I just... I..." Santana bit her lip and turned around.

"Santana, are you okay?" Mr. Schue asked. Santana nodded.

"Yea... this was a really bad idea. I'm not good with public announcements." she said, moving to grab the sheet music.

"Santana?" The Latina turned around when she heard the soft voice of her girlfriend. "I'd really like to hear what you have to say." Rachel said. Santana nodded and took a deep breath.

"Rachel, when we started this relationship, we were young. We were fourteen years old, about to enter high school and just discovering who we really were. To be honest, I never thought we would last as long as we have. Relationships that start at fourteen almost never last, and the odds are even slimmer when its a relationship like ours. But you've shown me that its possible to defy the odds. We've never let anything get between us. Not the Cheerios, not the idiots that go to school here, nothing. Rachel, you make me happy. I love being with you and even though I didn't think we would still be together by senior year, I wouldn't change it for anything. I..." Santana walked over to Rachel.

"I love you. I know it took me a long time to say it, but I've always felt it." She knelt down in front of Rachel so that they were practically eye level. "I'm going to ask you a question, but I want you to listen before you answer it. Rachel Barbara Berry, will you join me in the craziest thing either of us have ever done and be in love with me?" Santana asked, standing up and walking to the piano. "Just listen before you answer." she said, nodding at Brad who began playing. Rachel's jaw dropped as she recognized the song.

For you, there'll be no more cryin'
For you, the sun will be shinin',
And I feel that when I'm with you,
It's alright, I know it's right

And the songbirds are singing,
Like they know the score,
And I love you, I love you, I love you,
Like never before.

And I wish you all the love in the world,
But most of all, I wish it from myself.

And the songbirds keep singing,
Like they know the score,
And I love you, I love you, I love you,
Like never before, like never before
Like never before

As the song ended, Santana stood in front of Rachel. "So... what's your answer, Rach?" she asked as she held out her hand. Looking up at Santana, Rachel grabbed her hand and stood up. Before the Latina knew what was happening, Rachel was kissing her with so much force that they fell over.

"Yes." Rachel whispered. Santana smiled.

"Yes?" Rachel nodded. "I love you, Rachel."

"I love you too. I'm so happy you figured it out. I missed this." Rachel said, smiling.

"I missed it too. God, I love you baby." Santana whispered. Rachel kissed her.

"I love you too. So much." she said.

A/N: Requested by Romana Lady President Of Gallifrey

FF won't let me post it without the spaces. Sorry :)