Cadenza

By: RavenHeart101

Summary: Summer camp is something that Puck always dreaded. When he accidentally signs up for a football and music camp he's stuck sharing a room with the one person everyone else seems to hate. The gay kid from Marion Middle School.

Disclaimer: I am gladly NOT Ryan Murphy. Songs belong to the respective owners of RENT and When You Wish Upon A Star.

Warnings: Slash (male/male), swears, homophobia, mature themes, gay bashing/bullying, parental issues, sexual situations, sex, substance abuse on minors, smoking with minors, ect.

A thanks to those who reviewed: Aledda (Oh you will get those heartwarming wedding vows. Yes you shall. And they will make you swoon. :D Hey I totally get your iffiness with the Danielle/Puck plot line. But I think you'll be happy with the way this chapter ends.), Goldstars4me (I CHEERED YOU UP! I am so happy! I love getting those kind of reviews!), PmYuna (Ha. No one's being killed off... yet. -winks- But I hope you like this chapter as much as you liked the last!), SouthernHemmy (I'll try to post this chapter as soon as possible. And the innocence. Aww. I'm trying to make it last as long as I can.), jenn (Yay! Thank you for loving it!), lilli kitty (YES! Stay obsessed pleeeease!), asm613 (Thank you for stopping by! I love that you were honest, even if you didn't stick around to read more. Thank you!), and Salem Fae Carrol (Well now I have! So enjoy!).

A: N – Sorry for the wait but I figured since I hadn't updated "Batman and Barbie" in like 2 weeks I'd update that first and then move onto "Cadenza". Sadly, my mother disabled my internet for some UNKNOWN reason. So... I have no idea when this is actually going to be posted.

Songs are "Take Me Or Leave Me" from RENT and "When You Wish Upon A Star" from Disney.

"You're just being a self obsessed little girl who doesn't know when they're hurting other people!" Lily screamed at Danielle from across the lunch table. Noah visibly shrunk back, grabbing Blaine's shirt sleeve. For some reason he wanted to protect the other boy from the violent words and if a girl-fight wasn't about to start Noah probably would have been questioning why.

Danielle's face contorted in a way that was totally not pretty. Her eyes scrunched up in a glare and her face reddened in righteous anger. Her finger flung out to point accusingly at Lily. "Oh that's right! You're little miss Lily Kyle who can do no wrong!" She turned away from her, dropping down onto Blaine's lap, ignoring the squeak he let out as her ass fell onto his jean clad legs. His hazel eyes stared at Noah with something he could easily classify as fear or shock or something close to that. "Oh look at me!" Her voice took on a breathy edge that made Noah's stomach clench. "Aren't I so perfect? I'm little miss Lily Kyle! In love with the tortured gay boy."

Lily marched over to her, pulling her roughly off Blaine's lap, the other boy shuffling closer to Noah before anyone else could sit on him. "Don't you dare-!"

"Every single day. I walk down the street. I hear people say baby so sweet." Danielle pushed at Lily's shoulders. "So be kind and don't lose your mind."

"Oh. My. God." Blaine spoke in a hushed tone and Noah was sure he wasn't supposed to hear him, yet he did. And shit if it wasn't slightly hot to see someone like Danielle pushing at someone like Lily. Sure the singing wasn't expected but... Noah shifted uncomfortably in his seat, trading looks with Blaine, Noah feeling some sort of pride as a small smile tugged at the boy's lips.

"Take me for what I am. Who I was meant to be. And if you give a damn. Take me baby... Or leave me." Danielle pushed at her shoulders once more before jumping up on the table. Right. In. Front. Of. Noah's face. He swallowed thickly, moving his eyes away from her ass and up to her back. "A tiger in a cage can never see the sun. This diva needs her stage, baby let's have fun!"

She did have a good voice if Noah did say so himself. Although he was pretty sure he had heard the original version of whatever this song was once before and the singer had had a fantastic voice. But he wasn't about to say that to Danielle. She would probably slap him or something uncomfortable like that. "No way can I be what I'm not. But hey! Don't you want you're girl hot?" She stuck a pose, Lily scowling at her the whole time, yet her toe was tapping out a tune on the cafeteria floor and her eyes were holding something a kin to entertainment and frustration. Lily looked pissed. And Noah may not have known her very well but he was pretty sure she wasn't a nice person when pissed off. "Kiss pookie." Danielle threw in her direction, hopping off the table and blowing a kiss towards Lily.

Lily tossed her hair and crossed her arms. "It won't work." But if Noah thought Danielle had a good voice Lily's was fantastic and show stopping. Delicate and yet fierce. "You got a prize but don't compromise. You're one lucky baby! Take me for what I am -"

Danielle spoke dryly, staring at her nails."A control freak."

"- Who I was meant to be -"

"A snob yet over attentive." Danielle snapped, buffing her nails on her shirt and making her way over to Slick's table to lean over him as though what she was saying was a secret.

"- And if you give a damn -"

"A loveable droll geek." She commented to Greyson, who merely smiled uncomfortably in response.

"- Take me baby or leave me -"

"And anal retentive!" Danielle turned back faster than Noah had thought was possible. Blaine visibly jumped back when the two girls hopped back up onto the table, his hand finding Noah's in what probably felt like the most natural thing in the world. His hand was softer than Noah had expected, yet calloused. It was smaller than his and for some reason caused Noah's heart to flutter.

He could have easily disentangled his hand from Blaine's but he felt as though if he took it away nothing would feel right anymore. "That's it!" The two girls yelled at each other, standing maybe less than an inch away from each other's faces.

"The straw that breaks my back." Lily yelled by herself.

"I quit!"

"Unless you take it back." Danielle pushed at Lily's shoulders again, looking almost proud of herself as Lily stumbled backwards.

"Women!"

"What is it about them?" Lily held up her hands in what was supposed to be wonder before shoving Danielle back.

"Can't live with or without them!"

"Take me baby or leave me!" Lily hopped off the table, Danielle following a moment later, stumbling a bit on the landing, Lily's pale hand instantly reaching out to steady her friend.

They stared at each other for a long moment before tearing their gazes away and looking around the room at the silent observers. Lily turned back to look at Blaine, who was slouched in his seat, his eyes wide and hand gripping Noah's tightly. Danielle followed her gaze, before her glare turned full force onto the quiet boy. Noah quickly let Blaine's hand fall from his own. "Guess I'm leaving." Danielle spoke with such hatred that Noah wasn't sure who had won the argument. "I'm gone!" And then she stormed out, Noah hopping out of his seat to follow her, glancing behind him to send an apologetic sort of look at Blaine.

Although what he was apologizing for he didn't know.

The Day Before:

Things were going wonderfully until the storm hit.

Noah had just been on his way back from his practice when the rain started. Seeing as to how he had just taken a shower he most definitely wasn't okay with the sudden downpour so he took off in a run towards the cabin he shared with Blaine. By the time he made it back to the room it seemed as though it had been pointless for him to even try to escape the rain. He was drenched. And as a bolt of lightning flashed in the distance and a burst of thunder shook the ground under his feet Noah couldn't help the small jump of fear his heart let out.

He scrambled into the room, closing the door behind him with a slam and leaning against the wood as he tried to catch his breath. The soft music that had been playing stopped instantly and Noah knew Blaine's hazel eyes must be staring at him in shock. Noah was used to that shock by now. "I guess that means it's raining."

Noah shot the shorter boy a glare before marching farther into the room and shaking his head to rid it of the water. He heard a squeal that Blaine would probably deny later as the water flew off the wet hair and onto every surrounding area. "No shit Sherlock."

"You know who Sherlock Holmes is?" Blaine sounded surprised. Who did he think Noah was? Some kind of idiot? "Amazing. I thought you jocks only thought with your dicks and thought Alex Ramirez was a genius for figuring out how to use steroids and get caught."

"Dude Ramirez doesn't use steroids."

He had clearly missed something because Blaine was giving him a look that Noah knew well. It was the 'really?' look that his Grandmother gave him whenever he made a comment about Nazis and Germans and Jews. "Thank you for proving my point." Blaine stared at him for a moment longer and Noah couldn't help the way his face began to heat up in embarrassment. The hazel orbs rolled at him and the curly haired head shook in his direction. "Go put on dry clothes or something."

But Noah didn't listen besides pulling off his shirt and throwing it in the general direction of his bed. "What're you doing?" Blaine looked away the moment Noah looked at him, his face coloring and teeth sticking out to bite at his lower lip. Noah felt his own face grow red and he tore his eyes away to fall onto his bed.

Noah sat back against the bed, his eyes following Blaine's fingers as they played over the strings. His forehead was creased in complete concentration, not even the loud crack of lightning outside their cabin that caused Noah to flinch bothering him. He jumped away from the wall, scrambling over so that he stood in front of Blaine's bed. Sure he hated thunder storms and sure no one knew. If they did that would totally make him not a bad ass anymore. And Noah definitely couldn't have that.

"What are you doing?" He tried to sound nonchalant but it didn't really work. Blaine's head shot up at the sound of his voice and Noah nearly jumped back at the light bruise on his cheek bone.

"Are you scared?" Blaine's eyebrows were furrowed in a way that Noah totally would not admit was making his heart speed up. A tiny smile tugged at his lips but it seemed almost as though Blaine was trying to hide it.

"No." Noah shook his head. "I just want you to teach me."

"Teach you what?" His eyebrows furrowed even more. Noah looked down at Blaine's hands cradling the blue painted wooden guitar.

"... That." He gestured carelessly towards the instrument.

Another flash of lightning passed through the cabin, Noah trying to hide a whimper. Blaine stared at him in a calculating manner and Noah would like to think that he hadn't seen his small moment of freaking out but, if Blaine had, he didn't let it show. "Come here." Noah didn't hesitate to think that if he did he wouldn't let it show either way but he figured it was the thought that Blaine didn't know that made him feel better. And now he was thinking way too much about this and... woah Blaine's hand was so... nice against his. He sat backwards, jumping a bit when his skin met Blaine's jean clad legs. Noah's face flushed. "Uhm..." Blaine cleared his throat. "Put your hand here." But Noah couldn't bring himself to move his hand.

He shifted so that he wasn't directly against Blaine's legs, his cheeks coloring when they touched again. "I-..." Noah cut himself off, swallowing compulsively. It was a little awkward the way they were sitting, with Blaine being the shorter and all.

But then a flash of lightning lit up the sky, Noah jumping back just as Blaine's hand grabbed his own. Unconsciously, he twined their fingers together, his heart pounding as hard as it did when he had first had sex with Danielle when their skin touched. He heard Blaine swallow behind him and take in a shuddering gasp of breath. And then it hit Noah... was this the first time a guy had ever touched him in a non-violent manner... that wasn't in his family. Maybe he shouldn't do this? What if he caught the gay? What if Blaine ended up falling in love with him or something? That would totally suck. "Right. Here." But Blaine seemed to pull himself together rather quickly and placed Noah's hand in the right position. "And move this hand over... here." And then Noah's other hand was poised over the strings.

Thunder filled the cabin with a loud bang. Noah jumped a bit again, and bit his lip. "Now what?" He asked in a rush, hoping Blaine's answer would distract him.

"Now you... strum." And Noah was so damn lucky that he knew what strumming was. He ran his fingers down the strings, feeling almost instantly relaxed when they gave under his fingers, producing a loud, lovely chord.

Blaine let out a tiny triumphant noise behind him. "Not so hard next time." He took Noah's hand into his own again, this time moving the one strumming away from the strings and demonstrating with his own, the bed dipping as he sat on his knees to see over Noah's shoulder. "Like this." He placed his other hand over the one Noah held over the chord, rearranging where his fingers had fallen and then strumming it with his own fingers. "Gentle. Soft. You don't want to break any of my strings."

Noah's eyes weren't paying attention to what Blaine as showing him though, them, instead, falling onto his lips. Red from where his teeth had obviously been biting most of the day – most of the summer probably – Noah couldn't help but wonder what they would taste like. Would they taste like candy apples like Danielle's did? Or would they taste better? Would they taste more exotic...-? "How'd you learn this?" That was a much better option for a question than what Noah had been thinking about. Especially because he wasn't gay.

Blaine shrugged at him, moving Noah's fingers to a different position. "I was bored one day and stole Grey's guitar that our aunt got him."

Noah played the chord when he was instructed, happy when Blaine's mouth lifted up into a small half smile. "Yeah but who taught you?"

Blaine glanced down at him again, his face coloring once more as their eyes met. Maybe it was because he was shirtless? But Noah didn't really care because it had suddenly struck him how cute Blaine looked when he was flustered and... wow. Noah really needed to stop thinking things like that. "No one did." Another chord and then Blaine was talking again. "I learned by watching youtube videos of people playing."

"You taught yourself?" Noah let out a low whistle. "Damn..."

Then their conversation lulled into a sort of comfortable silence full of quiet guitar strumming that was slowly getting louder and louder. And then Blaine was humming softly under his breath. Noah felt himself begin to smile. He knew the song. How could he not know the song? "When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are. Anything you desire will come to you." He blushed when it hit him that he had been singing out loud.

But Blaine didn't say anything. No comment passed through his lips like Noah thought it would. Instead, he picked up the next verse when it seemed as though Noah was going to act like he didn't do anything with his face redder than a firetruck. "If your heart is in your dream, no request is too extreme. When you wish upon a star... as dreamers do."

Noah glanced up at him, a wide smile passing over his lips when Blaine actually smiled down at from his kneeling position. It looked beautiful on him. "Fate is kind. She brings to those who love... the sweet fulfillment of their secret longing."

"Like a bolt out of the blue, fate steps in and sees you through. When you wish upon a star, your dreams come true." They sang together on the last line and, while they didn't sound magical together, their voices put together seemed... right some how. Noah smiled at Blaine as he faded softly, watching as the other boy suddenly blushed, clearing his throat and letting his hand fall away from where it had been resting against Noah's.

"Uh... l-like that."

"You're really good." They spoke at the same time, Blaine blushing even more than before and looking away with a nervous laugh.

He scratched at the back of his head, his nails digging into his wrist. Noah furrowed his eyebrows. In what sense of the word was that healthy or safe? He wondered if he should take Blaine's hand away from his wrist, but maybe they had had enough touching for the day. Even if Blaine's hand was really soft and seemed to fit his much better than anyone else's had before-. Noah shook his head to clear the thought, casually knocking Blaine's hand away from his wrist before he could cause much real damage. "Why is this so awkward, man?"

"W-what?" Blaine locked eyes with him again, confusion the one thing Noah took the time to notice.

"I mean we live together. And I'm dating one of your friends... so why is this so awkward?" Noah ruffled his own short hair, thinking for a moment when Blaine only stared at him. "I mean... you're really cool man. And you have this great voice and I think I'm being nice to you and all. But you seem to want nothing to do with me? I mean why, man? Did I do something?"

Blaine looked at him a moment longer before clearing his throat and looking down at his hands. "You..." He heaved a heavy sigh. "You're just..."

"What?"

"Different."

They were so close... so impossibly close. And Noah could feel Blaine's breath against his lips and that weird urge to kiss him overwhelmed him again. But what if he caught it? What if he caught the gay?

… Wait... if Noah really could catch the gay wouldn't him thinking about kissing Blaine mean that he had already caught it? So if he had already caught it... "What the hell..."

So he did what he wanted to do. Because that's what bad asses did. His lips slid over Blaine's in a slow and chaste kiss. His stomach fluttered in a way that made his eyes slip closed. The guitar clanged to the floor when Blaine let a strangled noise pass through his throat. He reached out a grabbed Blaine's waist and cheek, running a thumb over the bruise before kissing him harder, rougher than before.

His heart sped up and blood rushed to his cock. Blaine sucked in a large breath before Noah felt his eyes flutter shut and his hands reach out to grip his shoulders. Shit... this was better than Noah had ever done. This was the best kiss he had ever had in his life. He pushed his back into the bed, relishing when Blaine began to – hesitantly – kiss him back.

Was he gay because he was getting a hard on kissing another boy? Or was he just Noah 'Puck' Puckerman from Lima, Ohio? For some reason, when he was kissing Blaine, he felt as though he was so much more than that.

Problem was he didn't know what that meant.

A: N – HEY I FINALLY UPDATED! There should be another update coming on Friday/Saturday. I have another Drivers Ed class on Saturday so... maybe I can space out and write the chapter while fooling all the idiots in my class into thinking that I'm taking notes and are very studious. :D

That kiss? Was totally NOT PLANNED! It wasn't supposed to happen! As long as this doesn't go so far off original topic as LandP went I'm good... even if I loved that story.

I'm rushing to put this up before I lose internet again. XD And the "w" isn't working wonderfully on my keyboard so if any are missing...

LOVE YOU ALL!

Next chapter: Danielle seems to never want Noah or Blaine near each other as her and Lily fight. And Greyson and Blaine have a head to head over his new found friendship with Noah.