DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee, nor am I associated with it or Ryan Murphy. I am just an out-of-college daydreamer who sometimes gets into these writing funks and ends up tossing out a story after letting the idea sit in my brain for a few days!

Confused

By: xSlythStratasfaction

Pairing: Kurt x Blaine , Rachel x Blaine

A/N: This takes place right after BIOTA and it's mostly about what happened between Kurt and Blaine during the entire Blaine-Rachel dating ordeal and what Kurt's feelings were like about the matter.

"I almost talked to him today."

Blaine was standing in front of his wall length mirror as he adjusted his tie and smoothed out the wrinkles in his white dress shirt. Behind him, David sat cross-legged on his bed, dark eyes focused on his friend.

"What do you mean by that?"

The younger Warbler sighed and grabbed up his blazer, easily slipping on. "I was in the midst of starting up a conversation with him when Luka popped up out of nowhere and whisked him away for their date." He buttoned his jacket and stepped back to admire himself for a moment, "I never even had the chance to apologize."

"Oh Blaine, you'll get your chance tomorrow."

"But what if I don't, David? Huh? What if I don't?" Blaine turned on his friend, hazel eyes growing wild with what looked like fear. "What if he comes back tonight and he and Luka are dating and he wants nothing more to do with me and I don't get the chance to apologize and-"

David uncrossed his legs and stood up from the bed. He waved his arms at the frantic boy who paced before him. "Listen Blaine… don't you think you're getting too far ahead of yourself? I mean, Luka's a great guy, but he doesn't seem like Kurt's type, to be completely honest. I really don't think anything will happen there."

The next words out of Blaine's mouth shocked the dark-skinned boy. They sounded so broken, so watery.

"But what if something does happen?"

Blaine was obviously breaking down. David could see it now. The shorter teen before him slouched a bit as he sulked his way over to his bed and grabbed up his cell phone.

"No matter what I do, I keep playing our fight over and over in my head. I see his face and that look of disgust and shock after I told him I thought I was bisexual. I see that sad look, that hatred on him when I compared him to that heathen… I see-"

"So you did compare him to Karofsky? I thought Wes might've been mistaken," David whispered as he leaned back against the wall.

"I ruined it, David. I really did."

"Seriously, Blaine, I think you're both at fault here. I think the two of you need to sit down and air out your feelings on the whole situation and apologize instead of running away from one another like you have been. If you guys can get past this, I'm sure things between the two of you will heal with time."

"It's just the things we said to one another, David. Those things," the tenor sighed and ran a hand through his now ungelled curls, "…you can't take stuff like that back. Despite apologies, there will always be that lingering doubt, that curiosity as to whether or not Kurt really feels that way about me or whether or not he thinks I really think of him as a Karofsky-like figure. You know what I mean?"

David nodded slightly in agreement, his dark eyes still watching Blaine curiously.

"I fear that Kurt and I may be done. If we do make up, things may be different… and I just want them to go back the way they were."

"What about Rachel?"

Blaine closed his eyes, bringing two fingers to massage his temples, "I don't know anymore. She's an amazing girl and I like her a lot, but after our date the other night, I just don't know if she's the one I want to be with."

As soon as those words escaped the soloist's lips, David's mind lit up with ideas of who Blaine truly wanted to be with: Kurt, of course.

"If you're serious about trying out dating girls, then I suggest that you give Rachel another shot. Maybe kiss her – see how that works? If there are any sort of feelings, then you may be bisexual like you thought… or maybe bicurious, though I don't really know how that works, to be truthful."

"And what about Kurt?"

"Talk to him about your relationship with Rachel. Let him know that you'd appreciate it if he supports you guys and also let him know that she's not going to come between your friendship," he paused as his mind added something about the two boys ever making up. "If he doesn't support you, well then… uh, maybe he's not the guy you thought he was."

"And what if he's with Luka?"

"Then you'll have to learn to support them as well. Heck, if you are both in relationships, you guys can double date or something!"

Blaine knew that David's suggestion was supposed to lighten the mood, but all it really did was cause his stomach to flip-flop and bile to rise in his throat. He really did not want to think about double dating with Kurt and Luka. It was something that he just couldn't envision himself doing. Hell no.

"So, are we feeling better now, Blaine?"

David was standing in front of him now, one hand clasped firmly on his shoulder as the senior offered him a genuine smile. Blaine sighed and returned the grin, standing up a little straighter as he shrugged off David's hand.

"I think so. Thanks for the talk, David."

"Ahh, it's nothing!" The councilman waved off his friend's thankfulness and headed over to the door. "Ready for dinner? I'm starving and it's taco night!"

"So I've heard," Blaine chuckled as he followed David out of his room.

Tmrw, KH. Tmrw BW will be mine! –R

Kurt tossed his phone into his lap with a huff and trained his eyes back onto the passing scenery outside his window. Next to him, a concerned Luka shot him a questioning look, but didn't press for answers as he continued driving towards Dalton.

"Stupid Rachel."

It was this statement, muttered a few minutes after Kurt's phone discarding that fed Luka's interest in what was going on. He cast another gaze at his friend before opening his mouth.

"Something wrong?"

Kurt picked up his phone, glaring at the lit up screen in disgust before he dropped the phone back into his lap. "That damn Rachel texted me about Blaine. She and I had a discussion the other day about Blaine's sexuality and their date and she bet me that if she kissed him while he was sober, he would still be interested in her and not me."

Luka cringed, "Oh. She kinda sounds like a bitch."

"Oh, she is," Kurt hissed, looking back out the window. "We've never really been the best of friends, but we've grown closer over the last few months. I actually thought we were getting nearer to being really close, but then she pulled this deal. I mean, I love the girl – she's insanely talented and all and even though she's conceited, we understand each other, but after all this, I don't know what to think."

"I think I better understand your anger now… with her and Blaine."

The countertenor huffed once more and ran a hand through his hair – not something that he did often, unless he was truly annoyed… of which he was at that very moment. "I just thought she'd back off, you know? I spent the night at her house after the Gap Attack and told her about my feelings for Blaine and she spent the evening talking about her love for my step-brother Finn and the next thing I know, she's coming after Blaine even though she knew how I felt about him."

"Such a good friend," Luka chuckled, earning a slight grin from the boy sitting in the passenger seat.

"Tell me about it. I'm just hoping – and I know this sounds terrible – that her kiss with Blaine tomorrow goes completely wrong and that he realizes that she's not the one for him. As far as it goes now, if he's bisexual, I'd rather see him with any girl except Rachel… or any of my other girl friends for that matter."

"I understand," the sophomore said softly as he turned down a road that led towards the school. "I know your situation and mine differed quite a bit, so I get what you're saying about this whole ordeal. It was probably easier for me to let go of Caleb because I wasn't really friends with Sammi, but with you and Blaine and Rachel, everything's different."

"You bet your ass it is, Luka." Kurt stated in the most serious, deadpanned tone he could muster.

"Alas, the sky grows dark and nightfall is here. Oh, and we're at Dalton, too." Luka chuckled as he pulled into a boarder parking space. He turned off the car and turned towards Kurt, emerald eyes shining in the glare of the streetlamps. "I had fun tonight, Kurt. It was nice getting to talk to you."

"I really appreciate you taking the time to tell me your story," the countertenor whispered.

Luka unbuckled his seatbelt and opened his door, giving Kurt a 'wait a minute' hand signal as he stepped out of the car and shut the door. Seconds later, he was at the passenger side, opening Kurt's door with a graceful bow. Kurt laughed.

"Welcome back to Dalton Academy, kind sir. Shall I walk you to your car?"

"If you will."

Kurt linked his arm with Luka with a roll of his eyes and allowed the taller teen to walk him back to a darker part of the parking lot: the section where commuters parked. No one ever understood why the commuter lot was darker than the boarder lot, but that's just the way it was.

With a smile, Luka released Kurt's arm and pulled his friend into a hug. "Drive home safe alright. If you need to talk or anything, give me a call and we can meet up or chat or something."

"Of course. Thanks again, Luka. Have fun on your date tomorrow and tell your friend that I said hello." Kurt pulled back from the embrace with a grin and stepped into his car.

"See you tomorrow!"

"G'night!"

"Are they kissing?"

"I dunno! I think so!"

"Get some Hummel!"

David's eyes widened at the words he heard from the group of boys he saw sitting at the edge of one of the bay windows in the hallway. From behind him, he could feel Blaine's aura bristle as the shorter boy stopped dead in his tracks and turned his attentions towards the windows facing the commuter lot.

There, standing in the darkness in a tight embrace were none other than Luka and Kurt. Due to the lack of light in the parking lot, it was uncertain whether or not the two boys were indeed sharing a gentle kiss or if they were just hugging.

But to the one hazel eyed boy standing in the window, the entire exchange sent his heart falling to the bottom of his chest.

"…Blaine?"

David's words barely left his mouth before he noticed the dark haired teen turn on his heel, race out of the hallway, and flee back to the dorms.

"Oh fuck."

There goes any chance of progess…

A/N: Dun dun dunnn… Blaine saw Kurt and Luka! Dun dun dunnnnn! Okay, anyways – I was going to update my other story called GMS, but my muse wasn't cooperating. The muse for this one was and she gave me a tiny chapter to post for you, so I'm hoping this one wasn't too bad. Anyways, thanks for the reviews and please review this chapter if you don't mind! I love getting your feedback and ideas! :]