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Chapter 3

Kurt also had a basement. He lived there, actually. Not like Harry Potter but cool enough. Or wait, had Harry Potter lived in a basement? Well, whatever.

At eight o'clock he and Finn got into the car. Blaine had just texted that he was at Sam's so they didn't need to go to the Anderson's.

"Are Blaine and Sam doing it?" Finn asked.

"One can never know", Kurt said. "They are playing a couple in Rachel's play after all."

"I wouldn't be surprised, you know? Sam only wanted Quinn because she's popular. If he has found the true meaning of his life now I'd be happy for him."

"Are you saying you think it's possible going from dating Quinn to being gay?"

"Why wouldn't it?"

Kurt sighed and looked out of the car window. Things with Finn always had been a little… difficult.

They arrived at the Evans' house and Kurt rang Blaine's phone. Then they waited. In silence but the silence was a holy one, Kurt could tell. Maybe Finn was nervous and didn't know what to say? Because how could he be straight like all the time? Wasn't that exhausting?

"Yup, they are doing it", Finn said all of a sudden. Kurt looked up and followed his gaze. Blaine and Sam left the house but Kurt didn't know what Finn was talking about.

"Why?"

"Uhm, partner look?"

Kurt narrowed his eyes. Blaine was wearing a red cardigan and beneath it a black-white striped shirt, Sam simply a red-black striped shirt.

"It's not really qualifying as partner look, Finn", Kurt said. "I'm wearing red too. And you something striped."

"Still." Finn smiled at Blaine who opened the back door and got in.

"Maaan, wow, so cool", Sam said as he got in. He patted Kurt's shoulder from behind (Kurt rolled his eyes) and started thanking Finn for existing until Blaine told him to let it go.

Not much later they entered the Berry's basement. Puck and other Gleeks were already here and that meant the drinking had started.

"Oh my God, Rachel is wearing a night gown", Kurt said. Blaine thought that too but he didn't comment on it because he was nice. Or, like Sam put it, super-duper-nice.

One hour later Blaine didn't think so much anymore. He bounced through the room and said whatever came to his mind. Next thing he knew Finn was in front of his nose. Blaine laid an arm around his shoulders.

"Hey, isn't it cool that Kurt and you are brothers now? Brothers! Oh wow! You're so tall!"

Finn laughed and Kurt, who stood next to him, came to Blaine and guided him away.

"Are you drunk? Ah, of course you are, still, don't remind Finn of that!"

"Of what, that you're brothers?"

Kurt grumbled and shoved Blaine onto a couch.

"It's still not incest, don't be afraid!" Blaine called and Kurt shot him the darkest, most bitter look ever while he went to the buffet.

"What's not incest, us?"

Blaine looked to the person sitting next to him. It was Sam.

"What?"

"Because of what Rachel said."

"What?"

"Sibling chemistry, my ass." Sam slurped from his cup and rubbed his belly. "Man, if I had to stand up I would fall down."

"Do you want to dance?"

"Okay."

Blaine grabbed Sam's hand and dragged him along as he got up. But before they could dance Rachel called "Spin the bottle!" so they sat down in the circle of people.

Blaine eyed Jesse, wondering if he was drunk at all because he seemed so quiet. But then again Blaine hadn't had much time to focus on him. Or energy. Drinking was a hard job, man.

Suddenly people cheered and Blaine looked around at whom. Turned out at him.

"Blaine Warbler, I'm going to rock your world!" Rachel said. Yeah, right, as if – oh wait she actually was going to kiss him. Okay, whatever. Blaine kissed back, of course, and it really wasn't bad. He must've been really drunk. Or… maybe he wasn't as gay as he had always thought? He instinctively put his hand on Rachel's head and actually focused on the kiss.

When it ended he almost wished it didn't. Rachel moved back hesitatingly, too, and mumbled "Your face tastes awesome".

The next thing Blaine saw was Jesse's face. Oh, oh, he looked pissed. Blaine smiled at him, wondering if he would calm down if Blaine kissed him, too.

"Let's sing a duet!"

Rachel was really in a good mood as it seemed. She and Blaine ran to the stage while Sam crossed his arms and wondered who he could kiss tonight. Why would Rachel choose Blaine? Okay, she hadn't chosen him, the bottle had but… still.

Jesse was in the worst mood ever. Maybe because he hadn't drunk yet, maybe because his alien girlfriend looked like she wanted to hook up with the next best gay in town. Who knew. His eyes fell on Sam who looked as pissed as Jesse felt. Jesse recognized a suffering mate and moved next to him.

"What the hell is happening, right? Your boyfriend and my girlfriend? Like… WTF, right?"

Sam shot him an irritated look.

"Maybe we should make out to get back at them", Jesse suggested.

"Wait, I thought you were straight? Like really straight", Sam said. Of course he wouldn't blame Jesse to become gay at the sight of Sam's attractive body but it seemed a bit odd nonetheless.

"I am, I totally am!" Jesse nodded. "But I mean to get back at them!"

Sam shrugged. Before he would spent the evening kiss-less he might as well kiss Jesse. Gay kisses weren't as bad as everybody always said. So he leaned to Jesse. See, the thing with drunk party kisses was that he didn't really put effort into making them good. Sloppy was fine in his book. But they had to interrupt it as people around them started applauding.

Sam bowed to them while Jesse jumped up, called "I'm not gay, it was just for chemistry tests matters!" and ran away screaming.

Blaine on the other hand ran towards Sam and shook his shoulders.

"How did you do it? What did you say to him? Tell me!"

"Nothing, he suggested it because I'm hot", Sam said. He got up and wanted to put his hood up but… he wore a shirt! Damn.

Blaine stared at Jesse who finally started to drink. Rachel was still on the stage, singing alone while Kurt danced next to Finn again, looking somewhat bored.

"And why did you say yes, anyway?" Blaine asked.

Sam shrugged. "Because I wanted to kiss someone and you were gone with Rachel."

Blaine's eyes shot to Sam and his legs froze, not sure if he had heard right.

"What? I was… are you saying you want to kiss…"

"Dude, I told you already in school today!"

Blaine didn't remember anything about Sam telling him he wanted to kiss him for real. But he couldn't deny that the thought went right into his guts and made him swallow with desire. Sam was a good kisser and a loveable character. Making out with each other not for show purposes would be hot because no one could tell them when to stop.

"Well, I'm here now. Come."

Blaine took Sam's hand and dragged him back to the couches.

Sam was a bit baffled when Blaine went to the couches. Rachel, who his kiss goal was, was on the stage so…? But then Blaine pushed him onto the couch and in the moment Sam sat Blaine straddled him and let his hands run over Sam's neck and shoulders.

Sam put his hands on Blaine's sides and frowned.

"Uhm… I'm confused", he admitted.

"Understandable. You thought you were straight all the time and now…"

"Now?" Sam asked. Now what? Just because he had kissed Jesse? Oh yeah, and Blaine, but on the stage so it didn't count, right?

Although… Blaine sitting on him and groping him wasn't that bad, to be honest. Maybe he wanted to practise. So yeah… why not. Sam put a hand in Blaine's neck and pulled him closer.

"See? I told you so!" Finn nudged Kurt and nodded to Sam and Blaine making out on the couch. Kurt sighed.

"Why is everybody getting action tonight except me?"

"If you want some, you have to go for it", Finn said. Kurt shook his head and drowned his sorrow in the punch.

"Oh, this is ridiculous! Now you follow me to school?" Rachel, who still didn't know Jesse had transferred schools, asked on Monday.

"I'm still not talking to you", she informed him and turned around in the hallway.

"You kiss cheated too, if I might remind you!" Jesse called after her. Then he inconspicuously looked around for Sam or Blaine. Did he have to fear Blaine's revenge now? Did he have to hide from Sam because he'd want to start an illicit affair?

Little did he know that Sam had forgotten all about the kiss with Jesse. And why shouldn't he, seeing he had made out with Blaine all night after that. It was still strange thinking about it but Sam didn't hesitate to join his friends at lunch, knowing it would not come between his and Blaine's friendship.

"Hey Sam", Kurt responded his greeting unenthusiastic. Blaine only hummed and didn't look up from his book.

"So, anything you want to tell me?" Kurt asked.

Sam, who wore a hoodie again (yellow) pulled up his hood and opened the pudding (desert was to be eaten first).

"Well, what do you want to know? I dreamt about candy canes with liquorice flavour this night. Isn't that super-duper-cool!?"

Kurt sighed and turned to Blaine.

"You then?"

Blaine looked up, puzzled as never before. "You want to know what I dreamt of? That's private, man!"

"Damn it, I want to hear it if my two best friends…"

"Best friends?"

"…are an item now!" Kurt slammed his spoon on the tray and crossed his arms.

"Item? Whoa, dude, I'm a living person, okay?" Sam protested.

Blaine shook his head. "We're not together, Kurt. Friday was just… fun, you know? Party and stuff."

"I thought of it as practise" Sam said. "But fun sounds better. I mean we didn't go to a party to work, right?"

"Yes, exactly." Blaine nodded and went back to his book – 'The unexpected ups and downs of stock exchange'. After all he still needed more money for his new car. But then he remembered that Kurt hadn't left Finn's side all night and quietly asked: "And what about you and your br– I mean Finn?"

Kurt glared at him. "Nothing. What about us? I'm over him."

"Waaaaait, dude, what? Do you love Finn?" Sam asked.

"No, I don't!"

"That's heavy, man. He's the straightest guy there is! Once I bathed next to him and he didn't even glance at my abs. That's saying something, man!"

Kurt stared for a moment at Sam. Then he turned to Blaine.

"Okay, I see why you think he's no boyfriend material."

Blaine nodded and turned a page in his book.

"Excuse me? I'm super-duper boyfriend material!"

"Uhu." Kurt cut his steak.

"Sure, Sam." Blaine marked a paragraph about transaction.

"Why… why does everybody…" Sam felt tears coming up. Not only girls left him but also boys thought he wasn't good enough? Even Blaine? After everything Blaine had done Sam had thought he was the nicest, best friend there was on planet earth and maybe even several other planets. And now this?

He quickly wiped away his tears and got up. As fate wanted it he met Jesse on his way out. Jesse carried a tray full of bananas and remembered Sam of the party.

"Hey! Do you think I'm boyfriend material?"

"What?" Jesse looked around in panic, thinking of an excuse. He knew it, he knew Sam wanted to start an affair!

"I – I – I'm in love with Rachel, I swear!"

"That's not really answering my question."

"Oh my God, you're that kind of person? But I am not! I do care about her!"

He ran away and left a track of bananas behind him. Sam picked one up to eat it. Then he decided to follow the track and soon came to the auditorium.

"Don't you have things to do?" he heard Rachel ask.

"I am doing things right now!" Jesse stated. He put the tray on the ground and wondered why only three bananas where on it. Hadn't he taken at least two dozen? No, more, twenty-four or so!

Jesse scratched his chin. "Okay, my plan won't work like that."

"What plan? Why did you ask me to come here? Are you allowed to miss classes today?"

"It's the lunch break now, Rachel. And I wanted to ask if you can eat all bananas in less than ten minutes but…"

"Oh! I can do that!" Rachel took the three bananas, peeled them and quickly ate them while looking at her watch. After seven minutes she was done. Her stomach felt full and everything but she had done it!

"Yay!" She threw her arms in the air and danced around.

"Mmmmmm!" Jesse wasn't satisfied. He was convinced that some human beings could actually eat three bananas in less than ten minutes so that wasn't really a proof about Rachel being an alien. What now?

Sam behind the curtains wondered how crazy his employees were. Maybe he could sue his way out of the contract? But then he remembered his suffering and went to his locker. He still had some goodies from last week so he stuffed them into his pockets and spent the rest of his classes binging.

Rachel spent the rest of her classes being sick from having eaten too many bananas. Oh and in History she got annoyed because Jesse attended the class and pretended like he belonged here. Not funny!

Jesse didn't know why Rachel didn't believe him when he said he went to this school now. Maybe that was a proof that she was an alien?

After Kurt and Blaine had realised that Sam wasn't here anymore they had shaken their unlike heads. Kurt had stormed out while Blaine took pity with Sam's tray and brought it back to its home, the tray shelter. He also wondered what could have made Sam go off on his own so he wrote him a text. It wasn't answered and when they later met in the auditorium with their producers Blaine tried the oral way of getting information.

"What happened, Sam?"

"I ate too many goodies. I'm sick. I think I'm going home. Rachel, can I go home?"

Rachel glared at him until Sam sighed and said: "Miss Berry, can I go home?"

"No! You're here to work!"

"Yes, but I'm sick."

"No excuse! Today we're rehearsing the grand finale! You two will die!"

"Uh, what?" Blaine quickly browsed through the script. Damn, he should have read it at home or something.

"Of course. The play is called 'Four are two too much'." Rachel rolled her eyes.

"Oh, that's easy! I can die!"

"Good for you, Sam. Now, where's Jesse?"

"I'm here!" Jesse called from behind the stage. He was busy inflating balloons. It was an exhausting task but Jesse saw it as a challenge to proof that he was a real man.

When he was ready inflating five balloons half an hour later he went onto the stage.

"Okay. You can start dying", he sighed. He put the balloons in front of him and got out a needle. When he picked the first balloon and it produced a loud bang Sam and Blaine both jumped up but didn't fall to the ground dead.

"Oh man!" Jesse complained.

"I'm disappointed, too", Rachel said. "But Jesse, to be fair they haven't spoken their last words yet."

Jesse mumbled and sat down in front of the balloons. Blaine positioned himself in front of Sam and laid a hand on his heart.

"My dear! I can't go on living a hateful, unfulfilled live like that."

Sam browsed through the script for a few moments. Blaine took down his hand and waited.

"Okay, got it! No, my dear, me neither! But uhm, if they love each other isn't their life somewhat meaningful then?" he said to Rachel.

"No!" She stamped her foot. "It's hateful love."

"That makes no sense."

Rachel pointed at Sam. He figured that was a warning so he went on with the text.

"Me neither! Let's kill ourselves because then at least our death would be romantic!"

"Oh, you have the best ideas ever, my love!" Blaine said. A loud bang went through the room and gave him almost a heart attack. He jumped around to Jesse.

"You could warn us, you know!?"

"Sorry. Now!"

Sam formed a gun with his fingers and pointed it at Blaine. With the next bang he shot him and then he shot himself and fell on his knees.

"Bang, bang, we're dead."

He lay down next to Blaine and let his tongue stick out.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaan cut! Beautiful!" Rachel applauded. She ran behind the stage while Jesse blew out the last balloon just for fun. Sam didn't move.

"Okay guys, you can get up now", Jesse said. Sam still didn't move and Blaine didn't too. Sam had a really hard time not to laugh especially when Jesse came to them and tugged their arms.

"I know you're still alive, come on!"

"Jesseeee our scene! Let them lie there!"

"OH, right, I forgot we have to dance on their graves."

"What the… dude, that's sick", Sam said. He looked at Jesse and Rachel who were busy enjoying their enemies' death. Then Sam turned his head to Blaine whose eyes were still closed. He poked his chest.

"They don't look anymore."

Blaine didn't move. Sam moved on to poking his arm. Then he tickled his side what finally made Blaine open his eyes and laughingly try to push him back.

"Stop it, I'm not ticklish."

"Why are you laughing then?"

"WOULD YOU STOP BEING ALIVE!?" Rachel demanded.

Sam sighed, let go of Blaine and rolled on his back. He still felt sick from all those goodies. Sam moaned and rubbed over his stomach. Maybe he had to throw up later before it would explode.

Then suddenly, and Sam almost jerked up from it, a hand lay on his stomach and stroked over it. He turned his head to Blaine and questioningly raised his eyebrows.

"What was going on today, Sam? Suddenly you were gone."

"Wh – oh, yeah, you said I'm no boyfriend material. That wasn't nice."

"Oh." Blaine looked empathetically at him, then shortly closed his eyes and exhaled. "I shouldn't have. I'm sorry."

"So you are saying I am boyfriend material?"

Blaine put an empathetic look on his face. "Sam… Are you sure? I mean… I don't know."

"Yes or no?"

Blaine rolled on his back too and stared at the ceiling. Now Sam didn't know what there was to think about. Even if Blaine would never consider Sam as a boyfriend for himself he at least could lie like every good friend would, right?

Blaine on the other hand, clever as he was, thought that Sam just had asked him out. But before he could say something Jesse and Rachel called them. So he could delay making a decision. He would have never guessed Sam would fall for someone that quickly. And apparently he also wasn't as straight as Kurt had thought. Ha, Blaine could totally tell Kurt how hot blond guys that hadn't bothered to look at Kurt turned gay for Blaine!

"So now we've rehearsed the whole play we will schedule the dress rehearsal on Thursday", Rachel said. "The premiere performance is Friday!"

"Can I go home now?" Sam asked. Rachel didn't look happy about his eagerness to go home but eventually she nodded.

Blaine followed Sam to the hallways.

"Look, Sam, I really like you but... I just don't feel it, you know?"

"You don't feel it…?" Sam pulled up his hood and pulled out sun glasses of his bag that he put on. Blaine sighed. Now he had made him cry, hadn't he?

"Are you saying you need another performance partner?" Sam asked.

"No! Onstage it's good, it's perfect. Our chemistry is amazing, I have to admit. But privately, you know."

Sam frowned. To comfort him Blaine reached for his hand and squeezed it. Sam looked down on their hands and then at Blaine.

"Uhm…" Sam didn't really know what he was supposed to say. Blaine was saying one thing (not interested) and acting out the other (making out, holding hands…!?). Not that Sam had ever thought that Blaine would fall in love with him but that had happened now. He saw it in his eyes. And who could blame him? Sam was hot and sexy.

"It's okay, Blaine. I'm cool with it."

Blaine exhaled and smiled. "Good. I'm glad we cleared that up because I really want to stay friends with you."

"Okay."

Meanwhile Rachel was frustrated. Jesse acted so strange lately. He used to talk about hair products, now he talked about the likelihood of the earth getting taken over by non-humans. He used to hug her, now he wanted to take her blood.

Rachel wondered if Jesse had turned into a vampire. But then again he walked around during the day so what the hell…? Although… Edward had been able to do that, too. Rachel had to know. As soon as she had garlic in her hands she would know.