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.

David sighed as he punched his fork into his plate of scrambled eggs. He had spent all night trying to barge his way into Blaine's room after the junior tore off to his dorm upon seeing Kurt and Luka's makeout session in the parking lot. Hours were spent knocking on the door and pleading with the boy to just open up and talk, but it came to no avail.

Blaine wasn't going to talk, nor was he going to let David in.

So, the following morning, David went on his way to breakfast alone, hoping that his younger friend would come out of his room and at least get something to eat since he skipped dinner last night.

Turns out, that wasn't going to happen either.

Blaine was nowhere to be seen that morning. The other Warblers who had already come down for breakfast asked David where the soloist had disappeared to, but he had no answers for them. Instead, he poked at his eggs and ignored the dense conversation that surrounded him. After a couple minutes since his appearance in the dining hall, David spotted Wes coming towards him with a tray full of food.

"Morning David!" The councilman glanced around the table as he took his seat, "Where's Blaine?"

"In his room," the darker skinned boy sighed before scooping a tiny bite of eggs into his mouth. He swallowed, "Last night we saw Kurt and Luka kissing in the parking lot."

Wes choked on his orange juice, sputtering in shock, "FOR REAL? I thought they were just going out for coffee and a chat!" Or at least that's what he sent Luka out to do… damn that kid!

David shrugged and took another bite of his food, "From what I saw, the two were either kissing each other or hugging real close. It was hard to tell from the lighting in the parking lot."

"Whoa. I really wasn't expecting that."

"Me neither."

Both boys continued their meal in silence. Neither one of them knew what to say about the situation. The other guys sitting next to them, however, casually chatted about what they saw in the parking lot the previous evening; each wondering how Blaine was taking the news and whether or not Luka and Kurt were an official couple.

"I heard Blaine went back into his room last night and punched a hole in the wall out of jealousy!"

"Well I heard that after Luka kissed Kurt, he came back to the dorms and called another guy!"

"That's nothing! I heard that Kurt and Luka aren't really dating, but are just friends with benefits. Supposedly Kurt and Blaine are like that as well!"

"Seriously? I never would've thought of them to be like that. I mean-"

"Oh my God, shut up!" David hissed to his tablemates. His nostrils slightly flared in anger as he glared down at his friends, "None of those silly rumors are true! Kurt and Luka are just friends, as are Kurt and Blaine even though they are going through a rough patch now. None of them are seeing each other on the side and I don't appreciate you talking about them that way and-"

He was cut off as Trent's voice rose over his, "Look! Luka AND Kurt are coming in! We'll ask them what's going on and get down to the bottom of this." He waved his arm in the air, "Luka! Kurt! Come here, please?"

Both boys slowly made their way to the table of Warblers, each of them wearing weary facial expressions as they stared at the smirking faces of their friends.

"Umm, you rang?" Kurt deadpanned, his oceanic eyes glancing over the guys before him.

David stared at Kurt and noticed that the boy looked better than he did the day before, more well rested, if you will.

Perhaps he is dating Luka now. That could explain how much happier he looks…

"Are you two dating?"

The word vomit came out before he could stop it; he clapped a hand over his face while he lowered his head in embarrassment.

Way to go, David. Smooth…

"Are we what?" Kurt hissed.

"I think he asked if we are dating," Luka chuckled. "Wow. What would make you guys think that? You ask a guy out for coffee and all of a sudden, you're dating him? If that was the case, I'd be dating a lot of you."

A handful of the Warblers blushed, each remembering random coffee outings with the sophomore.

"To answer your question," Kurt continued, "we are not dating. We just went out for coffee and a chat. That doesn't constitute a date!"

"But you two were kissing in the parking lot!" Jeff interjected, flailing his arms back and forth from Luka to Kurt and back to Luka again. "We all saw you! You two were totally making out!"

With this exclamation, Kurt grew red – whether it was caused due to anger or embarrassment was to be determined – and Luka let out a loud snort, almost dropping his tray in the process.

"Oh wow! That's hilarious – you guys thought we were kissing? HA!" The blonde slapped his free hand on his knee as he bent over in laughter. "That's just priceless! …we were just hugging! Hugging! That's all, nothing more!"

The Warblers exchanged glances with one another. Each of them looked between Kurt and Luka for a moment before shooting looks to each other. Finally, Nick nodded his head.

"So it was just a hug then? A friendly one?"

"Yes," Kurt sighed, finally deciding to take a seat at the table. He opened up his bottle of grapefruit juice and took a sip, "We're just friends. Plus, Luka's sort of got someone right now."

At this tidbit of info, Luka nodded and pursed his lips together. "Yeah, I'm kinda trying to get this one guy from Warren Township… we're been talking on and off for months and we're sorta going out tonight."

"Welp, that explains everything then!" Jeff said before pausing in thought, "Well, not everything. It doesn't explain where Blaine is…"

Silence befell the table.

Kurt finally broke the quiet, "Wait. Where is Blaine?" He looked around the dining hall, but saw no sign of the curly haired teen anywhere. "It's breakfast! Blaine loves breakfast."

He would know, Wes thought. Kurt knows practically everything about Blaine.

"Is he alright?"

"To be honest, Kurt, I think he just needed a personal day," David explained. "He wasn't feeling too hot last night."

"Oh."

"Why are you so worried anyways?" Trent asked, raising a brow in Kurt's direction. "Aren't you guys fighting?"

"Well yeah, but I was kind of hoping to talk to him today. There's something I need to discuss with him," Kurt whispered, poking his fork into his fruit salad. "I was hoping to catch him before his afternoon coffee run."

"Then text him," Wes casually threw out. "Ask him if he'd meet you in the study during lunch or something."

"I think I will."

With that, Wes smiled and went back to eating his breakfast. Across from him, David stared at his friend in curiosity, wondering why the Asian boy was so excited that Kurt was finally going to be texting Blaine…

Oh yeah, that's right… the plan…

Well, hopefully things would get better… hopefully.

Blaine pulled his blankets up over his head as he groaned in frustration.

From across the room, his phone buzzed repeatedly, a text message notification screaming at him. There were only a handful of people who dared to text Blaine in the wee hours of the morning. Those people being: Wes, David, Jeff, Thad, and Kurt.

Out of all of those people, four of them knew that the penalty of texting him so early meant dealing with a grumpy, annoyed Blaine. The other person knew of the rumors of said Blaine, but texted anyway because they knew that Blaine would never flip out on them.

Of course, that person was Kurt.

And from the incessant buzzing that was occurring from across the room, Blaine was sure that Kurt was texting him non-stop, trying to get the older boy to roll out of bed and answer his phone.

Blaine wasn't going to make it that simple though.

Grumbling, the boy grabbed one of his pillows and smashed it down on his face, smothering out all forms of sound and light. However, this smothering also smooshed out all forms of breathing as well, so after a few seconds of pillow face, Blaine ripped the pillow away from his nose and inhaled deeply.

"Fuck my life," he muttered under his breath as he glared daggers at his vibrating phone. It just kept on stuttering, making shaky movements across his mahogany desk. The noise was grinding at his ears and the singer just couldn't take it anymore.

With a hiss of annoyance, Blaine rolled himself out of bed, a stream of curses flowing from his mouth when his ankles got caught in his blankets and he fell with a thud to the floor.

"I'm coming, you stupid phone! Shut up!"

He rolled into a standing position and dragged himself to the cellular, grabbing it up in one quick swoop of his fist.

"Alright Kurt," a voice that didn't sound anything like his normal self growled out, "why are you texting me this early?" He woke the phone from its sleep mode and went straight to his inbox, seeing where several texts had been left within the last few minutes.

They weren't from Kurt. None of them were.

I hope you are having a wonderful morning, Blaine Warbler! xo Rachel

I miss your face! xo Rachel

Do you miss me? xo Rachel

We should meet up for coffee today after school! xo Rachel

Have a good day in class! xo Rachel

BW, why don't you text me back? xo Rachel

Ooops! You're probably sleeping! I'm sorry! Text me later! xo Rachel

One more text! Sing a song for me today! I'll sing one for you too… AFTER the alcohol awareness assembly though! xo Rachel

Whoops! Just one more, I swear! Wish me luck for the assembly today! xo Rachel

Blaine stared at the texts in awe. Deep down, a small twinge in his gut sifted his thoughts to Kurt and how none of copious amounts of messages in his inbox were from him. Not a single text. None.

Then again, Kurt did have a new boyfriend.

And those thoughts brought a whole new twinge to his gut… and not a friendly, nice one either. Rolling his eyes, Blaine scrolled through the texts again, trying to get his thought process away from his ex-best friend and back to his semi-girlfriend.

The amount of early morning texts he received were rather ridiculous, but he couldn't fault Rachel for her overzealous nature, even though it did come around way too early in the morning. She was a nice, wonderful girl and he sort of liked her… right?

Sighing, the tenor opened a new message box and typed out a response to Rachel before he shut his phone off and climbed back into bed for a day of fitful rest.

Thanks for the love, Rach. Hope your day is wonderful. –Blaine

Kurt sat in his first period class, eyes focused on the hidden object he held in his hands: his phone.

He had received a text from Rachel just minutes before, informing him – well, more so reminding him - of their plans after school that day. Once school was out, the two of them were to meet at the Lima Bean. Blaine would show up (Rachel was going to invite him to coffee) and then the petite soprano would plant a big, sober kiss on the lead Warbler in order to prove his attraction to women.

If her plans succeeded and Blaine truly did prefer the female sex, Kurt would then leave the Lima Bean, return home, and drown his sorrows in low-fat frozen yogurt as he watched cheesy break-up films.

After that, who knows what would happen?

Sure, Kurt promised Luka yesterday that he was going to try to make things work between him and Blaine if Blaine were to truly start dating Rachel, but to be completely honest, Kurt wasn't sure if he could hold true to that agreement.

Seeing Rachel with Blaine would only hurt him, no doubt about it. He'd try to accept their relationship – note the emphasis on the word: try – and if he couldn't handle it, of which he assumes he wouldn't be able to, then he would just have to cut both of them from his life.

Dramatic: yes. Necessary: absolutely.

Puffing out a held breath, the boy punched out a quick text before he slid his phone back into his pocket. Blue eyes focused back up on the blackboard as a plump older woman scrawled a few bulleted points in white chalk.

"Today's discussion will be about love. First we will be discussing the unfortunate circumstance of unrequited love…"

Kurt tuned her out then as his mind raced with one thought: story of my life.

Can we talk? – Kurt

It had been hours since the text had arrived in his inbox. Blaine was only getting it now because he decided to turn his phone on after he got out of the shower. He stared deeply at the old message, which had come early in the morning - probably from when Kurt was in their English class.

Can we talk?

So they were going to do this now? After a few days of silence and ignoring him, Kurt was suddenly going to bounce back in his life and want to go back to being best friends again. Was this some sort of torture or something? Now that he had a new boyfriend, he was going to rub things in his face. Was he going to want to double date or something now? Was he going to ask if Luka could tag along on their coffee excursions? Was he going to sing flirty duets with the blonde during Warbler practice?

What was he playing at? What was Kurt doing?

And why was Blaine feeling so pissed off and sick right now?

What was going on?

Green with jealousy – oh God, am I jealous? the tenor wondered – and eyes flaring in anger, the older teen moved on annoyed auto pilot, his fingers racing across the touch screen as he typed out a response to Kurt.

Why don't you talk with your new boyfriend?

He didn't even bother to sign his name next to it… and it didn't take very long for a response to come flying back to him.

What the hell, Blaine? Are we really going to do this now?

The other boy didn't even sign his name at the end of his text either. Obviously, Blaine had hit a sore spot… and Kurt was livid.

This was a sure sign that things were going to blow up very, very soon.

Wes blinked slowly, his expression bewildered as he watched Kurt slam his lunch tray down on the table. The countertenor's usually baby blue eyes were a flaming vivid green now and the boy's face was contorted into something that resembled a pissed off wood nymph – if there ever was one.

"Something wrong, Kurt?"

David questioned the boy's intense look and watched as the burning jade eyes focused on him. Something was terribly off about him.

"I tried texting your idiot friend… and you know what he texts back-?"

A phone was thrust into Wes' face and the boy scoffed at the message displayed on the screen. David leaned over, his dark eyes scanning the text before he offered a similar groan of disapproval upon seeing what Blaine had written.

"Oh, he's an idiot. You'll have to excuse him."

"That's the thing though," Kurt hissed. His voice was slowly raising an octave as he grew flushed from excitement, "I have excused his crap for far too long and now all of a sudden, he's going to pull stuff like this? I was going to try to talk things out with him, but now I don't know if I even want to deal with him anymore. I'm tired of this, you guys. I'm just tired!"

Wes rolled his eyes and then shot a look towards David. One that screamed: tell him what happened last night. Tell him so that we can fix this and go back to everything being sunshine and rainbows. I'm tired too!

David nodded in agreement and turned his gaze onto Kurt, gesturing for the boy sit his behind down. "Listen Kurt, there's something you need to know about last night… about why we all thought you and Luka were dating."

"I thought we talked about this already."

"We did," the darker skinned boy said softly, "what we didn't discuss was the Blaine aspect of it."

And that's how David Thompson spent his lunch period explaining what happened the evening before. Maybe things would turn around once Kurt knew the whole story of last night's dramatic occurrence.

Just… maybe.

A/N: LONG NOTE AHEAD! Sorry this is late (I say that a lot, don't I?) and I'm sorry if you guys lost interest. I've been having the hardest time getting my muse to work with me and for the last few weeks, I've just been in a writing slump. I'm hoping to be able to finish this story up very soon (just a few more chapters left, I think – the boys do have to make up, you know).

In regards to a few reviews I got on the last chapter: yes, I know that the angst and such has sort of been going around in a circle without a sign of future resolve. I am, however, getting to the point where the boys finally get to talk and apologize to one another. For the last few chapters of this story, we have only gone through a couple of days between the boys and a fight such as this one (at this caliber no less) isn't something that can be resolved within a matter of minutes. Plus, there were other curveballs thrown in (aka Luka and Wes' plan) that led to a bit of a standstill between our lovely Klaine, but I promise that things will look up soon. I'm sorry if any of you have grown bored of the angst and the separation of Kurt and Blaine and I appreciate your opinions. Also, I also have many readers who love the drama of the entire situation and I am very happy that they love the angst almost as much as I do.

So, I just thought I'd let you all know what was going on and let you know that I think this story will wrap up within maybe five more chapters… maybe. I don't want to stretch it any further than it already is (and I've stretched it pretty far indeed, haha), but I still need to get to the side ND drama, the Rachel kiss, and the ultimate make up session!

Oh and I have an alternate ending planned if anyone is interested. I was going to end this story by not having Klaine get together (and go along with the show canon), but then I thought that since I've been putting 'Pairing: Kurt x Blaine' in the title section for so long, I could always do a chapter of where the two get together after making up… but only if people are interested in it. Let me know and thanks for reading! :]