Author's note:
1) I'm trying really hard to incorporate everyone's favorite characters a lot in this story even if it is a Kurt and Blaine fic so you'll see Vocal Adrenaline, a lot of the Warbler guys, the Unitards, Wade 'Unique' Adams, Sunshine Corazon etc. and I'm thinking about bringing in Emma and Will but that'll be later on.
2) Also, in this fic I am subtly (well not really subtle anymore since I'm telling you xD) protesting the fact that Tina barely gets any lines. So she'll be getting a lot from me :)
3) I do apologize for all the swearing. In my mind, Blaine is a lot more Darren in this story.
Finding You, Finding Me
Chapter: 2
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It had been a week; one entire week after Blaine had met Kurt Hummel, yet every single day afterwards he found himself on YouTube listening to all the New Directions song covers. He couldn't understand what kept drawing him back in.
No they weren't that great, no they didn't sing every note on key, no they weren't the best dancers, so why was it that he couldn't get enough of them.
"Getting your daily dose of New Directions in again I see," Cooper laughed as he walked into Blaine's room, leaving the door open and holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands. He had adored the irony of Blaine's predicament; the fact that Blaine couldn't seem to get enough of some second rate group of singers, especially ones he had denigrated right to their faces.
"Don't call it that... I didn't even listen to them yesterday," Blaine lied, closing down his laptop screen angrily so that the black girl's high note in 'Somebody To Love' was cut short.
"Liar, I could hear that annoying Rachel's girls voice from across in my room," Cooper accused, "I didn't recognize the song though.."
"It was an original song," Blaine spat from under his breath, already angry for letting the words slip out before he could even stop it.
"No kidding?" Cooper asked and could only chuckle slightly at Blaine's facial expression towards his statement.
"Did that weird girl from last night get you those? And I really don't think you should eat the chocolate she brought," Blaine changed the conversation, moving it along to the florescent bundle of various flowers in his hand.
"No," Cooper replied, "It's actually for you..." He glanced at the small card hanging off the ribbon at the stems, holding the leaves together to the small but neat handwriting on it then found himself laughing as he saw the name, "It's from Sebastian."
"Oh God," Blaine sighed, taking the flowers out of Cooper's hands before he could read the letter obviously contained some sort of perverted comment. He then proceeded to rip the letter into little pieces and throw them into the waste bin near his couch. The flowers however, he put on his counter top, when the phone rang suddenly.
Seeing that Blaine had no intention of answering it, since he was obviously much too busy doing absolutely nothing, Cooper answered it.
"Oh hey Sebastian!" Cooper suddenly perked up and laughed silently as Blaine frantically made all sort of hand gestures before him. He could tell that they meant that he desperately did not want to speak to Sebastian, or something to do with his butt...-Blaine was never any good at Charades.
"Yeah, I know man. I feel like it's been forever," Cooper went on, nodding ever so often.
"No, Blaine's not here, he's-"
Blaine place a hand upon his stomach and one on his hand, removing it ever so often to fan himself in the face, giving the appearance that he was about to pass out.
He had successfully confused Cooper with all his hand flailing and bodily movements and so Cooper said the only thing that came to his mind that was relevant to the gestures Blaine was making which laughing slightly as he realized how ridiculous it would sound when he said it, "He's a fangirl?"
"SICK COOPER, I'M SICK!" Blaine whispered as loudly as he could, without being heard by the person on the other line.
Cooper nodded, giving Blaine a thumps up, "He's sick Sebastian, not a fangirl at all..." he laughed silently.
Blaine nodded back, resisting his urge to slap his useless brother silly.
"Oh, I don't know, I think he looks perfectly fine."
Blaine turned almost as suddenly as he heard the voice to see Sebastian standing at his doorway, smirking that conceited smirk he had come to hate so much over the years. He could hear Cooper desperately trying to restrain his laughing beside him and failing miserably, instead emitting weird half sneezing, half choking noises.
"But I don't think there was ever a time that Blaine didn't look ridiculously sexy," Sebastian winked.
"Oh h-hey Sebastian.. Cooper regretted to inform me that you were here.." he emphasized, glancing -or more like glaring- to his side where Cooper sat, blinking innocently up at him.
Sebastian strolled in, joining Cooper on the couch and making himself at home, stretching an arm around the back of the couch.
Sighing at Sebastian's complete disregard for manners of any kind, he asked, "What do you want Sebastian?"
"Sorry I didn't call. I know it's been a week since the end of your tour. You must have missed me terribly," Sebastian glanced around the room now then back to meet Blaine's eyes which were currently rolling in obvious annoyance.
"Oh no, it's absolutely fine. You're at no obligation to call me at all," Blaine answered, making no attempt to conceal the sarcasm which Sebastian either hadn't noticed or didn't care much about, as he responded, "Well aren't you just adorable, Blaine."
Already sick of the useless chatter, Blaine shook his head, giving up his hope that Sebastian would actually understand his less than subtle attempt persuade him to leave. Instead, he grabbed his towel off his bed, preparing to head into the shower, "If you're done saying ridiculous things, I think you should leave now," he chose the direct approach.
"What wrong with him? Didn't he already have his coffee? It usually doesn't take him this short a time to get annoyed by me," Sebastian joined in conversation with Cooper now, who shrugged.
"He's just pissed because the tour didn't end like he would have wanted it too," Cooper explained.
"Oh, yeah, it sucked," Sebastian also took the direct approach, not that he would usually do otherwise. He went on, "I can't tell you how many fans you must have lost during that tour," Sebastian nodded now, in total and complete approval of his words.
Cooper, however, was well aware of the kind of reaction Sebastian would get in response to such a comment, since he had been on the receiving end of Blaine's wrath quite often recently, so he stood to his feet quickly, grabbing one of the packs of liquorice that Sebastian had intended for Blaine and fled, shutting the door behind him.
Blaine, however, rather out of character, nodded, "Yes, I'm beginning to notice my dwindling fan base without your witty remarks Smythe."
Blaine's reaction surprised the older man, who was obviously hoping to see Blaine get all flushed and angry like he usually would.
"Hmm," Sebastian got up, "You may be sick after all. I may have to deter my plans for us today."
"What plans?"
"You think I'd come all the way to LA without intentions of taking you on your bedroom floor?" Sebastian asked, giving Blaine as look as if he was crazy for thinking otherwise.
"But there's a bed..."
"It's hotter on the floor."
After a moment of absorbing Sebastian's words, the younger male sighed, "You're disgusting you know that?" he asked, making up his mind now that Sebastian had no real purpose for visiting him that day, well other than bedroom floor sex which he wasn't about to get any of.
Seeing that Blaine was just about ready to leave the room, Sebastian decided to unveil his true intentions.
"I'm actually here to give offer you the last spot on my world tour..."
"You're touring for the first time and you think it's wise to put me in it? You do understand that I'm totally drained from my own tour and I'm obviously not the best vocalist.. Well at least that's what everyone's been telling me lately.." Blaine explained. He was surprised to see Sebastian nodding. So much for sparing his feelings.
"I'm giving you another chance. You join me on tour next month, along with a few other bands and one unknown group and you automatically get an opportunity to redeem yourself. If you relax now, then you're really gonna start losing fans..." Sebastian explained.
"No."
"What do you mean no?"
"I mean no, I decline your offer," Blaine answered, "Seems you only understand me when it's something sex related." Blaine removed his white wife-beater and threw it to the floor, "Now get out," he ordered.
Sebastian chuckled, shaking his head slightly and running his eyes along every part of Blaine's exposed chest and abdomen- just for emphasis, "You're standing in front of me half naked and expect me to leave?"
"Fine Sebastian, stay but you're buying me lunch today if you do," Blaine explained.
"No problem," he smirked.
"And please don't imagine me naked while I'm in here," called as he walked into the bathroom, locking the door behind him, just to be safe.
Needless to say, just sitting in the room, waiting patiently for Blaine to finish, and not being allowed to at least fantasize about him, got boring really quickly and Sebastian found himself sitting in front of Blaine laptop after about fifteen minutes.
His main objective was to scour through Blaine's internet history before he exited the shower, however something else caught his attention.
"The New Directions...?"
After adequately lowering the volume on the speakers and glancing back to the bathroom door, listening closely to make sure Blaine was still singing his famous bathroom song, he nodded, clicking the little play icon on the screen.
After about another five minutes, the bathroom door swung open with a fully clothed Blaine, "God, turn that down..."
Sebastian laughed, "You can barely hear it and they're good."
Blaine scoffed, dropping himself down on the couch, "I know and I can't stand it."
"Jealous much but who are they? I mean how'd you find them?" Sebastian asked, using the conversation partially to gain information but more so to gain more time to eye-rape Blaine whose fitted tee clung to all Sebastian's favorite parts of him and whose jeans did nothing to hide the outline of Blaine's most private parts.
"They're a group of we met back in Lima on the last concert day.." Blaine answered.
"What were you doing in Lima, Ohio, wasn't the concert in Cleveland?"
"I was there on business."
He nodded, although the unsureness in Blaine's voice and him speedy reply lead him to believe otherwise. He also saw that the conversation wasn't one Blaine was fond of having, and so he stood, "So what do you want for lunch?"
"Let's go to the Italian place up town, Cicada," Blaine answered, walking ahead of him and laughing as Sebastian remained completely unaware of his request to dine at one of the most expensive restaurants in Los Angeles as his eyes way too busy scanning Blaine's butt.
"Yeah, ok.." Sebastian answered, eyes unmoving, "Damn Blaine, you should model."
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"Rachel, let's try to get some dynamics on that," Kurt instructed.
Rachel nodded from the far end of the room not forgetting to give the same instruction to Finn, Tina and Mercedes who sat next to her, except not nearly as nicely as Kurt had done.
"Hey Kurt, these new instructions wouldn't have anything to do with what that Blaine guy told us would it?" Finn asked.
Kurt scoffed, "No, he's an idiot," Kurt answered.
Upon hearing Kurt's answered, Rachel turned to face him once more, a smirk plastered on her as she gave him her you-don't-really-mean-that look crossed with her you-really-wanna-bang-him look.
Kurt shrugged, "Fine, he's not an idiot and yes to Finn's question earlier. I mean he was right about bringing dynamics into singing and we do it sometimes but we should really pay more attention to it."
Rachel nodded in agreement, however Finn already became engrossed in another conversation to even hear Kurt's answer.
"Is Santana back from work yet?" Kurt asked and he watched as Brittney shook her head.
He sighed then nodded, "Okay then, from the top! No distractions okay Tina!"
"I don't get why I always get in trouble for crying during a song. I mean shouldn't that be an indication of how good we are now?" Tina questioned then she added, "And Rachel does it all the time during her solos."
Kurt nodded, "Yeah but Rachel's crying is more controlled. We can't have you falling all over yourself during a song Tina...Now, on three!"
"One, Two, T-"
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"Is that Cooper Anderson's commercial theme Kurt!" Tina laughed out as the music stopped playing and Kurt rushed to get his phone from on the counter.
"Take a break guys," Kurt called out before taking the phone and leaving the room to get away from the insane amount of talking that ensued.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Good Afternoon Kurt. This is Sebastian Smythe, I'm sure you've heard of me."
"..."
"Kurt?"
"I-i'm sorry, who?"
"Sebastian Smythe of Smythe Records."
"..."
"Hello?"
"I'm sorry, I was just resisting the urge to pass out because I've listened to your music and this actually sounds like your real voice."
"*laughs* That's because it is me. I have an offer for you based on a few videos I've seen of New Directions on YouTube."
"Oh my God, are you kidding me?"
"I'll leave you my office number and have a few of my people inform you of my offer but I wanted to speak to you personally. Something told me you would recognize my voice."
"Well of course I'd recognize your voice! Holy- This can't be happening!"
"Be sure of one thing though Kurt, I've made a lot of other singers famous and I'm interested in doing the same for the New Directions. Don't pass up this opportunity."
"O-okay! I won't! Definitely not!"
"I hope to see you soon Kurt."
"Same here!"
*click*
Kurt made his way back to the rehearsal room.
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"HOLY FUCK, WHO CALLED!"
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"Trent you should call her back," Thad instructed, half concerned, half amused as Trent placed his cell phone back into his pocket.
David, however, was much less supportive, wiping tears from his eyes as he struggled to hold back his laughter only sufficient enough to say agree with Thad. "Yeah," he said, his breathing slightly altered what with his immense laughing, "-we barely got hear what she said at the end there."
Nick joined in now, finally in control of his laughter, "Well she was either wishing him good luck or or calling him a dumb fu-"
"-Hey! I'm right here you know!" Trent called out, taking his seat once more, "And you were the ones who told me it was time to end it..."
"Oh God, trust us, it was," Wes entered.
David, Jeff and Nick nodded in response.
"I'm almost sure she was the one selling our hair online and you should have realized she was the one selling your boxers to people halfway across the world. I mean no one, whether if she's your girlfriend or not, should be asking for your worn boxers," Thad added.
"I thought she wanted to do my laundry," Trent said in his own defence, eyes looking sadly down at the ground in front his feet.
Cooper smiled at them, "You know guys, one day you'll regret dumping girls like that."
"She deserved it Coop. The girl was deranged. You're telling us you wouldn't have done the same?" Wes asked him.
Cooper shrugged, "I'm just saying, one day they all meet up at a convention and plan your demise," then he nodded, "It'll be like John Tucker all over again, except less hilarious and more gory."
"Oh please Coop, how long was your longest relationship?" David asked matter-of-factly, already gearing up with the rest of the boys to laugh at his answer.
"That doesn't matter! I'm older than all of you!" Cooper retorted.
Blaine, who had been listening to the conversation from outside the door, entered the room, and watched as their laughter subsided substantially. He hadn't even realized that this is what they had come to.
Cooper, on seeing Blaine's awkward movements, offered him a seat next to himself on the couch sensing the tension that had suddenly built up upon his entrance.
"What are you up to?" Cooper asked, motioning to Blaine's favorite guitar in his hands.
"Practicing, with my old guitar, see?" Blaine asked and Cooper observed him as he strummed a few single notes on the guitar. Many of the other boys watching him play were shocked to see that Blaine had dug up his old guitar. Usually he had a new guitar for every concert he played at.
"What song?" Trent questioned, trying to break the odd silence as naturally as possible; not only the silence in the room, but the silence that seemed to group over his and Blaine's friendship over the four years that they had been working together.
"'Hey Soul Sister' by Train," he didn't look up as he said it but kept fiddling with the guitar, as if knowing that they would be apprehensive of his choice to sing a song from so far back in their childhood, before they were even famous.
He began, slowly; more slowly than necessary and his struggle was evident.
"You guys remember your harmonies right?" Cooper asked amidst Blaine's playing.
When they nodded he went on, "Join him," he offered and they all looked to Blaine, who, knowing that they would ask for his permission before joining in, nodded as well.
The song ended much less preppy than he had remembered it but when he looked up, he saw that his friends were much happier than he was it its outcome.
"How was it?" He asked before he could stop himself. Judging on how things had been for him that past week, he felt he already knew the answer.
After a moment of silence, Wesley spoke out for all of them, "It was good."
Blaine nodded, "Okay," he said, "And how was I?"
More silence. Even more than before Wes spoke again, "Not like what you used to be. Not like back when we were still Warblers," and he smiled as the last word rolled easily off his tongue.
"God, I just can't understand what's wrong with me. It's just like at the fucking concert.. I thought that if I used my old guitar may something different would happen this time. Maybe all the talent would come back."
"You're talented Blaine. More talented than any of us," Wes explained.
David supported Wes' commented, "You're just going through a rough patch."
His friends around him, as if truly seeing how much distress the predicament was causing him and seeing how much he truly had wished to return to the times when everything was effortless to him, gathered round him now, putting in comforting words and/or patting his back.
Blaine wanted to asked them; he wanted to ask Wes, Nick, Trent, David, Thad and Jeff why the same hadn't happened to them because they were perfectly fine, all with their angelic voices. So what had changed, what was different for him that made it difficult for him now to do something that he used to love so much?
However, before Blaine could asked the question, Cooper spoke up, slinging his arm around Blaine's slouched shoulder, "Your welcome B."
"Are you okay?" Blaine asked.
"Your welcome because you're gonna thank me really soon," Cooper went on, "I may have found you a way to redeem yourself."
After about a minute of silence and Cooper's suggestive smiling and nodding, Blaine finally caught on, "Sebastian came to you after I turned his offer down, huh?"
He didn't stop smiling or nodding.
"And you agreed to do his world tour?"
He continued smiling and nodded.
"What the hell Cooper!"
There was less smiling and the nodding had stopped completely.
"Don't you know we just got back from a tour ourselves? That's asking way too much of these guys," Blaine explained.
"Let's face it B, you were gonna take three months vacation to recover from your own tour but by the time that's over, I can't guarantee you'll have any more fans when you get back especially if you give reporters that much time to bash you."
"They are not bashing the tour-...well not yet and I'll always have fans Cooper," Blaine put in, placing his guitar on the floor.
"Yeah, girl fans who like your face...and wanna make out with you...and -well boy fans too I guess but the people who love you for your music, which is, let's face it, the majority of them are going to leave," Cooper explained.
"And we really don't mind spending a year on the road," Wes glanced around to the others who nodded along ardently.
Trent nodded, "And it's worth taking the chance. I mean you'll get to sing and travel, maybe somewhere along the way you'll find what you lost."
"So what do you say?" Cooper asked, then with a chuckle, put in, "Not that you have much of a choice since I already signed the contract."
Still, Blaine took a few minutes to contemplate on the offer, mainly so that he could feel as if he still had a say in the decision and then he sighed, "Fine, let's do it."
Then there was more smiling and nodding.
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Blaine made his way up to the building, followed by Cooper and the rest of his band and as he entered the monument, through large automatic glass doors, he couldn't help but think that Sebastian really had done good for himself. I mean Sebastian was the one who ultimately persuaded his father to sign 'Anderson', Blaine's band, to Smythe Records.
His main office and where he would usually work, was in Los Angeles, hence the frequent and also slightly creepy visits he would pay Blaine. Being the secondary owner of the Smythe Records, his father being primary, meant he was in charge of a specific group of signed artistes, particularly the ones he was most interested in.
The World Tour was his idea and he figured that it would be simpler to get their music out by having the company arrange a tour for them. In his mind, it was the perfect business arrangement.
They had entered the conference room and Blaine sat, not even peering out to the skyline view of the city. Wes and the others however, despite them being 20-22 years of age and having been in the room and witnessed the view at least four times before, still marveled at the sight.
Blaine had heard the door open behind him and he knew that Sebastian had entered, mainly because of the strong scent of cologne and he was certain, by the weird feeling that came around him, that the name of the cologne went somewhere along the lines of 'Seduction', 'Heat' or 'Lust'.
Sebastian came around to greet him, smiling down at him as he sat, "Glad to see that you made it."
Blaine glanced up at him, shining a smile up at the taller man. A smile so fake it could make a Barbie doll jealous. "I'm so thrilled to be here..."
Sebastian laughed at his demeanor, "Well if you're in such a bad mood now, I can't imagine how you'll feel when you see your tour buddies."
"Smythe...you didn't," Blaine warned, knowing that in all of the world, there was only one band that he'd hated with a passion and that was Vocal Adrenaline...well maybe not the entire band, just their snobby lead singer. Sebastian of all people knew of their relationship and he was already made to regret his decision to invite Jesse to the last day of his own tour. He couldn't imagine that Sebastian would put him through that again, especially not if he wanted any chance at all with Blaine.
Surely enough though, in strolled Jesse St James and Vocal Adrenaline. The next group, Unitards, was a surprise to him, since he hadn't had much interaction with them despite them being signed to the same label . He knew of them but questioned their seriousness as a band since they had vouched, when Sebastian signed them, to keep the name of their High School glee club. I mean even Blaine knew when it was time to let go of the 'Warblers' mainly because the school wouldn't let him take the name, but he changed it never-the-less.
He finally noticed the trend when Sunshine Corazon and Unique also known as Wade Adams walked in.
"What is this, attack of the Ohio High School Show Choirs?" Blaine was the first the ask.
Sunshine smiled at him, "Nice to see you too Blaine."
Sebastian smiled as well, "Yes it is Blaine. I wanted to showcase all our talent from Ohio in this tour. You know how involved I was in show choir, so I convinced my dad to let me do it. But there was also another reason and I'll tell you afterwards," he gave Blaine a wink.
"We haven't even started the tour yet and Blaine's already sleeping with the boss," Jesse put in and being the bigger person, Blaine said absolutely nothing in response, but instead, let his mind roam on all the wicked things he could do to Jesse while on tour together.
Sebastian, however, smirked at Jesse comment, "See, this is why I like you guys. That's actually a valid statement Jess," he laughed, glancing back and forth between Blaine's glaring eyes and Jesse's nonchalant ones.
"Wait, I thought you said there was gonna be a new group," Wade prompted.
"Brittany! Those aren't pillow mints! They're part of the pillow!" The called came from outside of the room and the voice immediately hit Blaine like a ton of bricks. He turned to Cooper, then to Wes, who looked just as shocked as he was, then he looked to Sebastian.
He could see by the look on Sebastian's face that it was who he had thought it was and his hands met his face and he sighed loudly while the others eyed the door for the last group as they entered.
"Oh my God, that's Jesse St James!"
Blaine sighed again, that was the annoying Jewish girl, he'd remembered because one of her solos on YouTube was tagged as 'annoying Jewish girl'. He thought it was a bit mean the first time he saw it, but hearing her ramble on and on about her love for Jesse's singing and his band, he'd understood the relevance of the nickname.
"Holy! -Do you know how much money I can get for a lock of anyone of you guy's hair?"
And that was the mohawked guy he thought for certain would have an umpteen amount of tattoos...but didn't.
"I-i really do apologize for them..."
And there he was, Blaine's least favorite person as of the day he had met him.
"Why are they here?" Blaine asked, doing very little to hide the disdain in his voice.
"Oh Blaine's here," Tina nudged Kurt, "And Cooper too.."
"Nice to see you too Blaine," Kurt responded. Blaine hardly even acknowledged his greeting, too busy leering at Sebastian to make a witty/ insulting response.
Sebastian smiled, "You were the one who showed them to me on YouTube, you know. It's your own fault.."
"But I told you they weren't good - well fine, they're good, but not good enough to tour with us! We're professionals," Blaine said as a last resort. He didn't understand why, but he was certain that he didn't want Kurt coming on tour with him. He couldn't deal with having someone who seemed to understand so much more about him than he did himself around him for hours on end.
"That's why they're called the 'new artiste' Anderson," Wade explained, as if Blaine hadn't already known.
Then Jesse scoffed, "And judging by your last few performances there, you really should be the last one taking about who's good enough to perform with us and who isn't."
"And they were good enough to catch your attention," Sebastian explained.
"Catch his attention?" Kurt spoke up now as the topic of conversation suddenly became rather interesting.
"You were on instant replay at our place guys," Wes answered.
"He's been listening to your music for almost an entire week," Nick reiterated.
"Wow thanks guys," Blaine sighed.
"Wow Blaine, we're flattered. I thought you wouldn't want anything to do with us and yet you were the one got us this gig. If that isn't irony, I don't know what is.." Kurt smirked.
"You don't know what ironing is?"
"No Brit.."
"Well isn't this just the most perfect day, I get to go on tour with this guy and the ass in Vocal Adrenaline."
Jesse shrugged, "Well at least I dress better than you.."
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It didn't take Sebastian as long as he thought it would to calm everyone down and get them sitting silently around the the room, since all he had to do was inform them of their pay check if they were to take part. Soon enough, two women joined Sebastian with a few sheets of paper in hand, containing most of the information that the bands would need to know if they were to take part in the tour.
As Kurt skimmed through the sheet, he stopped dead in his tracks and looked around the room to see if anyone else had seen the starting day of the tour, "July 1st? That's in three months!"
Sebastian nodded, "It only means that that's the day we should all have arrived in our first tour country. The actual starting day is yet to be arranged."
"So you're spending three months advertising it?" Sunshine put in.
He nodded, "We'll have a few camera crews follow you guys around for a while in the next few months for our video interludes between performances during the concert. It'll show your process of preparing for the tour and just your everyday life when you're not working. The fans have been asking for it."
"And what about our song list? How much are we allowed?" Blaine asked.
"Each band is allowed 38 songs in total. They are to be used to your digression throughout the concert days however, depending on the times, each band, per concert day may only be allowed let's sing 10-15 songs or more depending on the length of the song," Sebastian explained.
"Wow, these are a lot of days..." Artie chimed in.
"Days?" Mercedes scoffed, "Look at how many countries!"
Sebastian smiled at their complete innocence, "Eighty days, sixty-four cites, thirty countries. You guys ready for it?" Sebastian directed the question to Kurt, whose glasz eyes were still opened wide in shock at the contents of the paper.
When Kurt didn't answer, Sebastian smiled at him, "We have song writers and professionals that are going to school you in all you need to know and assist you in writing some top notch songs. I'll want a few solos, duets, trios, girls solo performances, boys solo performances and of course the entire group. We're gonna do this properly because this tour is just the beginning of a long career ahead of you guys. I'm gonna make sure of that."
Kurt nodded to him, a small smile on his face in response to Sebastian's generosity.
"And I'd love if we can showcase at least five new songs per band," Sebastian spoke to the others, who either nodded or shrugged.
"If it gets to be too much, you can always quit," Sebastian said next, after seeing the many worried looks throughout the New Directions.
Kurt saw Blaine smirk at Sebastian's comment and maybe it was a pride thing, but he shook his head, "No, that won't be necessary. We're in this all the way. This is what we've always wanted so we'll follow through with it and finish what we've started."
Blaine then spoke up, seeing that Kurt's words were more for him than they were for Sebastian, "I'll give you a month."
Kurt smirked, "And I'll make you eat those words."
Cooper sighed, "And the press is gonna eat up this rivalry..."
Wes nodded with a laugh, "It's gonna be a long year..."
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tbc
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End of part 2
Gonna be a short time skip in the next chapter. I know it's a bit angsty right now but I can promise you, when the love comes it's gonna be a lot :D. Review and share please :) And tell me what you think of it so far :)