CANON, WHAT IS CANON? So yeah, most of you have probably realised that this does not run parallel to the timeline in the show. Why is that? Because I seem to be unable to think in a straight line.

Secondly I am SO sorry for not updating for almost two weeks I had one of those social life things everyone keeps talking about and whilst it was fun and all, it was also very exhausting. Atrocious I know, so to thank you for being patient, I present you with the longest chapter yet! I have refused to sleep until I finished it so happy 3am from England ._.

The rest of the day passed in a blur. Kurt barely paid attention in his afternoon classes as his mind swam in the events of the past few days. He wasn't sure if he could face another rehearsal at Crawford, yet he knew that if he were to skip out, Rachel would literally attempt to murder him. Besides, he only had two more rehearsals left until he could forget about the Cantata and his identity as Kirsty altogether.

He wasn't entirely sure how to explain Kirsty's sudden disappearance to Blaine, he wasn't expecting to get himself so involved with his rivals and was thus planning for Kirsty to simply drop off of the face of the earth. This was clearly no longer possible however though Kurt figured he'd cross that bridge when he came to it.

Kurt pulled on his wig and glared at his reflection in the rear view mirror of his car, hating himself for allowing Rachel to put him through this. He wished desperately to go back to the previous week and force himself to say no to Rachel's insane plan, save himself the embarrassment and emotional train wreck he had been subjected to all week. Though something nagging in his brain told him that even if he hadn't gone through with it, Karofsky, being the thick-headed Neanderthal he is, would still have kissed him, would still have shattered him.

Only he wouldn't have had Blaine to pick up the pieces afterwards.

Kurt glanced away from his bitter reflection and wondered if it had been for the best. Blaine had supported him but he now must look so weak to Blaine that he was sure a relationship with him was completely out of the question. Despite this however he simply couldn't keep his mind away from the boy. He wanted to be with him, that much he knew. But their current relationship was based on a lie, how could he be honest around him when he has so much to hide?

Deciding it would be best to focus on the road, Kurt drove the short journey to Crawford Country Day and forced himself to get into character. Just two days left.

Upon arriving, Kurt was less than surprised to find the parking lot void of people as usual, classes hadn't yet finished for the day so he climbed out of his Navigator and headed in the familiar direction of the rehearsal room.

"Are you ready?" came Catherine's almost annoyingly cheery tone to contrast Kurt's bitter mood. She held onto both of his shoulders, effectively making his heart stop beating at the surprise.

"Catherine!" he breathed, "Don't scare me like that!" he reprimanded her as she laughed and offered a happy apology. "And what exactly should I be ready for?" he asked when she joined his side and the two walked slowly together.

"You haven't heard? It's all the girls have been talking about all day!" Kurt simply raised an eyebrow, indicating that no, he hadn't heard about whatever it was she was referring to. "The Dalton Academy Warblers invited the Crawford Cantata to watch them perform, they want our feedback to help them out with their 'sexiness'!" she finished, using air quotes.

Kurt was fairly certain his heart ceased beating for the second time in the span of 5 minutes. He had desperately hoped that he wouldn't have to run into Blaine again that day as Kirsty.

"Oh…" was all he managed to squeak out.

"It's all rumour at the moment still, Amy hasn't confirmed anything with the rest of the club but I spoke to Blaine this morning and he told me it was true."

"Is that so." Catherine shot him a confused look when sudden realization had apparently hit her.

"Oh that's right! You haven't seen the Warblers yet! Let me tell you, they are pretty amazing and Oh. My. God. When you see some of those boys I can guarantee you will just melt at the sight of them!" Despite Catherine's obvious excitement, Kurt knew there was only one warbler for him and though the prospect of getting to hear him sing sent a wave of butterflies dancing through his stomach, he couldn't help but want nothing more than to go home, put on his pyjamas and get lost in a movie, forgetting all about his current plane-crash of a life.

This however was not a possibility as Catherine was dragging him into a busy rehearsal room. Clearly the girls were just as excited as Catherine was, if not more, as they were louder than Kurt had ever heard before. Sure they were sassy and bitchy but in a subtle manner and they usually remained somewhat civilized in appearance in order to fit in with upper class atmosphere that was Crawford Country Day. The noise and chaos promptly reminded Kurt of the disorderly discussions of New Directions and a familiar longing made its way to the pit of his stomach.

He didn't have time to dwell on it however as Amy soon arrived and stood on the small stage, more or less screaming at the girls in order to calm them down. It was almost amusing how a daily lack of boys could make the girls so wild at the thought of seeing the Warblers.

"I will have order!" Amy cried and the girls were soon quiet enough with a mumble and a giggle here and there. "I don't know how you seem to already know about it, though I have my suspicions…" she said glaring at Catherine, "But yes, Wes Montgomery of the Dalton Academy Warblers invited us to a private performance this afternoon. It will be held where the scaffolding warehouse was before it shut down and we're expected there in 45 minutes so rehearsal today is cancelled." Kurt could tell that she was just as excited as the other girls and the room burst into conversation once more, Amy even joining in laughing cheerfully with Rosemary.

The girls started to disperse and Kurt walked with Catherine back to the parking lot. Catherine was talking about some of the Warblers she knew through her brother and Kurt attempted to look interested.

"Jeff's pretty cool, you'll probably like him and Nick too, Oh and of course there's the council David, Wes and Thad, Thad is pretty popular with the girls here but there's a rumour he's actually seeing someone." Kurt nodded, allowing her to ramble; the names meant nothing to him. Once they reached the car park Catherine said a brief goodbye before joining several other girls who lived on campus in a carpool.

As he started the ignition, Kurt briefly considered just turning around and heading back home but the thought of getting to hear Blaine sing was all too tempting and Kurt found himself driving towards the warehouse. Rachel was most likely aware of the Warblers as well and would likely pluck off his eyebrows or shave his head if she knew he had given up the chance to check them out. At least, that's what Kurt continued to tell himself.

The Warblers were present when he had arrived and they greeted him and the other girls with a charming smile and a polite peck on the cheek, however Blaine was seemingly absent. Kurt couldn't help but think that Catherine had been right, these boys were extremely good looking and their politeness only added to their charm though he didn't feel anything remotely romantic towards them. Not like he did with Blaine.

The warehouse in question wasn't exactly the most glamorous of places to perform, especially considering the prestige group of people who had gathered there. The windows were broken and shattered glass was piled up by the walls as well as several metal pipes which were lying around. Kurt couldn't help but think of the potential hazard they posed if the Warblers really did intend to perform there. In front of him and the rest of the girls was a large structure made of scaffolding that Kurt assumed had been left behind when the warehouse went out of use. Once again he found himself thinking of New Directions and how the boys in his club would be all over the structure, climbing it and just goofing around like they usually did. He smirked to himself, knowing he was going to witness much more civilized behaviour from the private school boys.

Kurt caught himself scanning the place for Blaine, he hadn't seen him when he had arrived and was wondering if he was even going to show up at all. Blaine hadn't talked much about the Warblers and Kurt found himself interested in what sort of performance he was about to witness.

After all of the girls had arrived and the Warblers had made their polite greetings, Blaine, seemingly right on cue, entered the warehouse and made his way to his fellow warblers. He seemed somewhat downtrodden and Kurt couldn't help but wonder if it had anything to do with their conversation that day. He smiled at Catherine and Kirsty as he walked past and several girls standing to Kurt's left began giggling and whispering, misinterpreting the smile for them. Kurt felt a surge of jealousy as he made sure to glare at the girls. He hadn't entirely given up on Blaine after all.

Once Blaine had had a brief chat with his schoolmates he seemed to regain his usual cheerfulness and he turned to the girls, immediately obtaining their attention with a soft clearing of his throat.

"I would like to welcome the ladies of our sister school; Crawford Country Day," he said with a smile. The girls hung on his every word. Several glanced over to the boys who were gathered to the side but mostly the attention remained solely on Blaine. "As you know, the Warblers are also competing in the show choir's sectionals competition next week. So, what we're going for today ladies is something a little… a little sexy."

Kurt's mouth very nearly hit the ground. Did he really just say that?

"But we need your input! Are we scream-worthy?" he asked, bending his knees for emphasis. "Do we make your knees turn to jelly?" Catherine rolled her eyes besides Kurt, clearly used to her brother's behaviour; her attention was focused entirely on the group of Warblers behind Blaine though it was difficult to tell which individual she had her eyes on. Kurt on the other hand, much like the majority of the girls, was finding it difficult to peel his eyes away from Blaine as he spoke. Though he found his way of exciting the girls rather comical and dorky, he couldn't help but feel his stomach clench has Blaine growled the word "Jelly"

Never before had a dessert sounded so sexy.

"So without further ado," Blaine continued "Hang onto your bobby-socks girls, 'cause we're about to rock your world." The way he finished, as though he had just concluded an important speech at a business meeting, had Kurt wondering if Blaine was for real. The way he effortlessly had almost every girl in the palm of his hand like putty was almost admirable. They giggled as Blaine turned to join his fellow Warbler's and they finally began their performance.

A chorus of "Na na na na" filled the warehouse as the boys climbed onto the scaffold structure and Kurt made a mental note to never make assumptions about private school students ever again. The song was easily identifiable as Animal by Neon Trees and their a capella rendition was certainly individual.

They sung the intro as one, all running and finding their place on the structure, building up for the main lead. The moment Kurt had caught on to the fact that Blaine was not among the boys singing the intro, he appeared, predictably, at the centre of the ensemble and begun his vocals.

Kurt's breath hitched in his throat at the sound of him singing. It had somehow not occurred to him that Blaine may have been the lead, though he didn't really speak much about his time in the Warblers on the occasions that they had conversed. The girl's around him were dancing slightly to the music whilst Kurt remained entirely still, staring dumbly at Blaine whilst he sang.

He pointed to several of the girls during the lyrics proving the point that yes, they were scream-worthy and yes, they could apparently make their legs turn to jelly. Despite the obvious jealousy that seemed to be building, Kurt forced himself to ignore them and enjoy the performance. Besides, Blaine wouldn't be interested in them anyway, would he?

He continued into the second verse whilst several of the other Warblers did backflips behind him. The girls were getting into the music and were dancing and bouncing freely and Kurt found himself dancing with them. Their choreography wasn't particularly complicated but it certainly had the desired effect. As they made their formation on the ground they began sidestepping, putting emphasis on the hips and shoulders causing the girls to all but fall to their knees as they swooned. Kurt had to admit that his heart was certainly pounding at seeing Blaine so…loose and free. It was clear he loved performing and was putting everything into the performance.

As the pace slowed, Blaine's singing was all but a whispered growl as the warblers joined the girls and began dancing, some even taking off their blazers. Blaine once again climbed onto the scaffolding as the two glee clubs mingled and danced, still singing, some of the girls even joined in. As the chorus started up once more, Blaine directed what looked like a foam machine towards them, sending a mass of bubbles all over and threw some inflatable beach balls down to add to the fun. The Warblers each grabbed a girl by the hand and dragged them towards the mess, all dancing and laughing together. A laugh was even evident in Blaine's flawless singing but no one noticed the fault, everyone was too busy dancing together and throwing foam around to care.

Kurt found himself dancing with a blonde Warbler who had thrown some bubbles into his face. Normally he would have scolded anyone for doing anything to compromise his perfect complexion but he couldn't find it in him to care. This was the sort of performing that he had been missing from New Directions all week, the uncontrolled carnage and laughter whilst still putting on an enjoyable performance.

Blaine had joined the group as he sang through the chorus one last time. Picking up one of the foam-covered beach balls, he aimed and threw it directly at Kurt who screamed and proceeded to throw another ball right back.

Even after the song had ended, everyone continued to dance and play in the foam. Kurt noticed one of the Warblers tackle a giggling Catherine to the foam soaked floor and he had a feeling that he was the one she had been glancing at earlier. The blonde Warbler continued to dance with Kurt until Blaine grabbed him from behind, swinging him around, Kurt's worries completely evaporating.

Soon enough everyone had calmed down, still panting from the foam extravaganza. Though much too quickly, most were saying their goodbyes and preparing to leave. Blaine occasionally gave a warning glance to the Warbler who was talking animatedly to his sister. The girls had confirmed that the performance was in fact very sexy and that they had nothing to worry about for sectionals whilst the boys revelled in the praise. Kurt even complimented his blonde Warbler friend (who he found out was actually named Jeff) that their performance was very impressive. Jeff smiled shyly in response as Kurt caught Blaine in the corner of his eye talking to Jessica and Patricia.

"That's sweet," he heard Blaine say, taking two pieces of paper from the two girls, "But, not your team." The girls were evidently annoyed and walked back to their particular carpool whilst Kurt returned his attention back to Jeff to hide the obvious fact that he had been staring.

"Hey!" Blaine greeted, walking up to the two and pocketing the pieces of paper which were clearly the girl's phone numbers. Jeff gave Blaine a high five as he approached and Kurt smiled.

"I'd say that was successful," Jeff said smiling and Blaine nodded in agreement.

"Do you have a minute Kirsty? I kinda wanted to talk to you about something." Blaine actually sounded nervous, which was shocking considering the amount of charisma he had displayed not ten minutes ago whilst performing.

"Sure…" Kurt responded with a feeling that he knew what this would be about.

Most of the Warblers and the Cantata had left by this point in order to get back to their respective schools.

"How well exactly do you know Kurt?" Blaine asked as they walked slowly together through the warehouse.

"Let's just say I've known him pretty much my whole life," he answered honestly.

"He's great and all but…I'm a little worried. Has he told you about what's going on at school?" Blaine seemed nervous and Kurt couldn't quite figure out how to answer the question. Of course he knew about it but would Kirsty know?

"I'm…aware that he gets bullied and stuff…" he answered slowly

"yeah he…he gets bullied…" Blaine seemed to be struggling, Kurt knew he was referring to what Karofsky had done but the last thing he wanted was to talk about that again so instead, he feigned ignorance. Blaine didn't seem like the sort of guy to go around spilling other people's secrets so he hoped that the subject would be dropped.
"I kinda…really want to help him but I feel like if I get to close he'll just break." Kurt nodded as he considered how to reply, this was his chance to convince Blaine not to give up on him!

"Well do you…like him?" he asked cautiously, feeling heat rise to his cheeks as he awaited Blaine's answer.

"Of course I do!" Blaine said with a laugh, "He's so sweet and brave and proud, and really, thank you for setting us up it's just… I'm not sure if having a boyfriend is really what he needs right now, I want to protect him but…"

"Kurt already has a step-brother and world's most over-protective dad, he's got all the protection he needs in that sense. Don't you think that just maybe what he wants right now is someone to hold him, just be there for him so he knows he's not alone?" Kurt found the words rolling off of his tongue without consenting his brain and he found himself wondering if he would regret them as they both fell silent. They strolled out into the parking lot together, all of the others had left by this point and Kurt was suddenly aware of the fact that he was entirely alone with Blaine.

"I'm not sure I like the sound of that protective dad of his…" Blaine said with a quiet laugh in an attempt to lift the silence. "But maybe you're right. Maybe I should just go for it. Should I?" Kurt gave an enthusiastic nod in reply until the meaning of Blaine's resolution finally hit him and his grin stretched to reach both sides of his face. "Are you blushing?" Blaine asked, returning his smile just as wide. Kurt looked up in shock, though his grin refused to lessen.

"No I'm just…really happy for you both," Kurt responded quickly, hiding his face. Blaine laughed that beautiful, perfect laugh of his once more, his smile genuine as the two walked together.

"Kurt's really lucky to have a friend like you," he said kindly.

"He's also really lucky to have a boyfriend like you!"

"Woah slow down! We're not boyfriends just yet," he replied, still laughing though his happy tone was soon dropped "I still need to talk to him, I'm not sure if he'd even agree to it at the moment," Kurt decided to be daring and placed a comforting hand on Blaine's arm as they came to a halt besides Kurt's Navigator.

"I think he will," Kurt ensured, barely able to suppress his giddiness.

"I'm just gonna call him now before I chicken out" Blaine concluded as he pulled out his cell phone and Kurt's hand instinctively flew to his bag where his own phone was.

"No!" he said abruptly. "I mean, don't you want to think about what exactly you're going to say to him first?" Blaine seemed to think for a moment before nodding and placing his phone back into his pocket.

"That's probably a good idea, I want to do this right, he deserves…" Blaine stopped mid-sentence as Kurt looked to him expectantly, eyebrows raised. "Isn't that Kurt's car?" he said suddenly, brows furrowed as he gazed questioningly at the black Navigator. Kurt's eyes widened as he realized that yes, that was Kurt's car and he wasn't supposed to be Kurt. "It is, I recognize that license plate, is he here?" Blaine suddenly seemed to panic as he looked over his shoulder at the empty parking lot for the boy who, unbeknownst to him, was in fact standing right before him.

"No, Kurt's not here, I um…" Kurt panicked as his mind struggled to invent yet another lie. "I…borrowed it. Mine's in the shop at the moment so Kurt lent me his to get to school," he laughed nervously though Blaine seemed to accept this without another word. Kurt sighed, wondering how many more close calls he was going to be able to get away with.

"Well anyway, I've got to get back to Dalton so I'll see you later. Oh and…thank you, for everything." Kurt nodded before Blaine entirely engulfed him in a tight embrace.

"You're welcome," he said, his voice rising to a significantly higher tone than usual. The hug seemed to last just slightly longer than a typical hug between friends though Blaine soon released him and the two stood in an awkward silence.

"I should go…" Kurt finally stated after several seconds and they waved their final goodbyes as Kurt climbed into his car, banging his head repeatedly on the steering wheel. He really needed to be more careful with his disguise.

Kurt arrived home at about 5:30 after quickly changing out of his disguise and ensuring that all of the makeup had been wiped off of his face this time. He couldn't help but glance at his phone constantly in case he had missed a call or received a text from Blaine but every time he looked he was somewhat disheartened to find nothing.

Taking the stairs two at a time to his bedroom, Kurt took a seat on the edge of his bed, phone in hands whilst he legs jittered nervously. His staring contest with the device lasted all of 5 minutes before he decided that he was restless. He needed something to occupy his mind until he received his awaited phone call from Blaine.

He began clearing up the clutter on his vanity table, screwing the caps back on his various bottles and tubs of moisturizers and lotions and deciding on the best way to organize them. He started with size, then tried colour and how frequently he used them before finally trying size again and deciding that was best. He continued to regularly check his phone whilst doing so only to find he had no calls and no texts.

He then did the same with his closet, organizing and reorganizing until deciding it was best how it already was. It was difficult to find menial and pointless tasks to do when his room was already spotlessly clean and organized to perfection. Instead he decided it would be best to try and focus his mind on some homework, keeping his phone beside him at the desk at all times.

Tapping his pen against his open maths book, Kurt tried to focus his attention on the problems on the page. He managed to get a few solved when the sound of Beyoncé's single ladies immediately ruptured his concentration. Almost knocking his ringing phone to the ground, he managed to take a look at the caller ID and was slightly disappointed to see Mercedes' name light up on the screen.

"What?" Kurt answered in frustration.

"Oh you did not just give me sass boy," Mercedes responded.

"Sorry I'm just waiting for an urgent call," Kurt was anxiously aware that Blaine could be trying to call that very second. "Could we hurry this along please?"

"Well since you asked so kindly," she replied sarcastically, "I was just going to give you Kirsty's Facebook password, you know, in case you wanted it."

"Why would I want…" Kurt paused as he was about to decline, realizing that the Facebook profile was much safer in his control than Mercedes lest she try to meddle again. "Fine, what is it?" He replied with a sigh, making sure to change it so Mercedes couldn't access it.

"'Mercedesrules' no space."

"How modest."

"You know me."

"Can I go now?"

"Yes, but bear in mind you'll be getting an earful from me tomorrow for this attitude," she warned before finally hanging up. Kurt checked his phone for any possible messages that could have been left during the call but found none. Slumping down into his seat, he began to wonder if Blaine was going to call at all.

Kurt spent the rest of the evening moping around his room as his hopes of Blaine calling him slowly diminished. He refused dinner when his dad called him though was soon dragged to the table as Burt was having none of it. He kept his phone beside him at the dinner table, despite his father repeatedly telling him to put it away. There was no way he was going to be separated from it.

Miserable, Kurt lay on his comforter after dinner, still clothed and without carrying out his nightly moisturizing routine. His phone lay inches from his face as he stared blankly at it, the shred of hope that he may still receive a call gone. He stayed there for over an hour as his eyelids began to grow heavy, it was inevitable that sleep would soon takeover. He glanced at the digital clock on his nightstand, 11:13, and wondered when it had gotten so late. Sleepily, he returned his head to his arms and glared at his phone once more, letting out a huff of annoyance and resting his tired eyes.

5 minutes later, he glanced again at the green numbers on his digital clock, 11:51. Okay, maybe it had been longer than 5 minutes. Finally giving up on any call from Blaine, he placed the phone beside the clock and pulled the covers over his head, falling quickly into a grumpy slumber.

That was, until the chorus of single ladies once again filled the room.

"H'llo?" Kurt mumbled, holding the phone to his ear, still half asleep.

"Kurt!" came the familiar sound of Blaine's voice, that was all it took for Kurt to be fully awake and sitting upright, eyes wide and alert.

"Blaine!" he breathed.

"Hey."

"Hey."

The silence that followed was somewhat awkward yet Kurt would have sworn that he could hear Blaine smiling on the other end of the line.

"Is there a reason you're calling me at…" he glanced at the digital clock once again "12:30?" He said, feigning annoyance.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" he replied nervously

"It's fine."

Kurt could hear Blaine struggling to find words and waited patiently for him to finally speak

"Would you…I just…was wondering if you're free this Saturday? There's something I need to ask you and I want to do it in person."

Reviews are much appreciated my lovelies!
some drama and plot will be coming in the next chapter so you don't you worry!
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