Hey, guys! I'm sorry for lack of updates! I have so much going on! Just so you know, this chapter is supposed to be about four or five weeks after "the incident". And I may or may not time skip a bit in the next chapter. I'll see! So, without further ado, here is the chapter. Oh, and when the two pass notes, Jeff's italics,and Nick's are bold italics.

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Blaine Anderson's life sucked. Why couldn't he have one normal thing? He loved his relationship with Kurt, and he had to go and fuck it up.

Blaine pulled all the stops to avoid Kurt, going as far as eating in his dorm. When they ran into each other in the halls, they held each other's gazes then looked away awkwardly before running off. They sat at the end of the tables in class when they sat next to each other, in a very Edward Cullen from Twilight manner. When they saw each other in the locker room, they tried not to peek, to see what they missed in their drunken haze. And there was that one time when they were partnered in Biology, and didn't even speak, just wrote the answers and let the other copy.

So, things were not going well at all. Not at all.

And Nick and Jeff noticed. For some reason, they still manage to stay close, even with all the drunk sex they have. I guess you could call them friends-with-benefits, but they don't put labels on it. It's just fun, you know? Well, back to Nick and Jeff. They'd noticed how these two were acting. And they didn't like it. Not one bit. And they were going to do something about it.

"Hey, Nick?" Jeff asked one morning, while the two were walking to Spanish class. "Have you noticed how Kurt and Blaine are acting? It's really weird. They're usual attached at the hip, and now they're avoiding each other like the plague. It's unnerving." Jeff plopped into his seat, obviously right next to Nick's.

Nick sighed as he sat down, thinking of how to answer Jeff. "Yeah. It stared about four weeks ago, after the party. So what do you think happened? Did they fight? They never fight, so that could be it." Nick looked at Jeff, waiting for a response.

"No, I don't think they did. Those two are saps, and couldn't hold a fight for that long. It must be worse. I can only think of one possibility. They aren't mad at each other. You can tell by their faces. They don't glare at each other. So that's out. They look awkward. Like someone said or did something to make the other uncomfortable. Or they both did something. Kurt just looks uncomfortable, and Blaine looks like his life is over. What would make them act like that?" Jeff looked at Nick, hoping he would catch his drift. It was so obvious that the two fucked, now that you think about it. They aren't really good at hiding things.

"Um…. Nope. I'm not getting anything out of that. What's your theory?" Nick looked at Jeff with a raised eyebrow, knowing that the blonde must have something crazy in mind. He was curious, though. And, God help him, maybe Jeff could help Kurt and Blaine.

Jeff opened his mouth to respond just as the teacher entered the class, ordering them to turn to page 394 and get reading. They opened their books, and Jeff took out a piece of paper, carefully writing something, making sure he phrased this right. After he was done, he folded the piece of paper, and slid it over to Nick. He opened it, and was shocked at what he found.

Nick. How did we act when we first fucked? Oh, right. We avoided each other for, like, ever, and kept distance. Now compare that to Kurt and Blaine.

Nick literally choked on air. He made a half-choking, half-coughing noise that startled most of the occupants in the room. Nick waved his hand in an I'm all good way, and then turned back to Jeff, horror written all over his face. He took out his pan, and scribbled back his reply.

Are you crazy?! I mean, yeah there is some sexual tension there, but they would actually do t, would they?! They wouldn't jeopardize their friendship. Right?!

Oh, Nick. So naive. They were wasted. I saw it with my own eyes. They were watching us make out, which sort of creeped me out. Then, next minute, they're gone. Obviously in an envious rage of our bond. Then they humped, and one got dumped. If you ask me, Kurt was the dumper. He's a prude. He would flip the fuck out. And we all know how needy Blaine actually is. And there you have it. Damn, I could be a detective.

Nick glanced at Jeff after reading the note, unreadable expression on his face, whereas Jeff had an adorable triumphant smile. He was obviously very proud of himself.

That makes sense... OH MY GOD! Kurt and Blaine fucked! You, my friend, are a genius! How could we not have seen it sooner? Once you know, it's so obvious! They were hiding it in plain sight or something. Those assholes.

Nick practically threw the note at Jeff, waiting for the blonde to hurry the fuck up.

I know I'm a genius. Thanks for pointing it out! But, just curious, who do you think topped?

"Oh my God, Jeff!" Nick exploded. Everyone in the class turned to look at what happened, including the teacher, who didn't look too pleased with the sudden outburst.

"Nickolas, Jeffery, pay attention!" Ms. Karas hissed at them.

"Yes, Ms. Karas," the two said in union. They looked at each other, blushing from the scolding, and in Nick's case, the note.

Why would you say something like that?! I don't want that image in my head! I prefer to keep it open to only my sexual exploits and those of whom I view on the Internet! And, so you never ask in the future, I think Kurt did, because those two are all kinds of backwards.

Oh please. You care about my sexual exploits. You ask all the time. And for your information, mister Duval, it's a hot image! Better than porn! And really?! I think Blaine topped because he's a leader. And leaders top. Like you, for example.

Are you complaining about me topping?! Because we can just not have sex at all!

That's not what I was saying at all, and you know it. And stop changing the subject! I don't care if you don't want to talk about our babies having sex, but we need to get them back to normal. I cannot deal with this avoiding-each-other thing. It's driving me insane. And we can't have that, now can we?

Whatever you say, Jeffie. So what's our plan? And a plan B, because we always seem to need one of those.

Well, I'll talk to Kurt. You can talk to Blaine to see what his side is. Then, after we've gathered enough information, we try to get them to talk to each other. It could work. But we have to lay low. They could suspect things if we act weird.

And what's plan B, then?

We could just lock them in a room and handcuff them. Tell them they have to speak in order for us to unlock them. That could work too.

Okay. So divide and conquer. I can handle that. When do we start?

At lunch. You go up to your dorm with Blaine, and I'll get Kurt to come to ours. Deal?

Sure. But I have a bad feeling about this, Jeff.

Suck it up. Now pinkie promise me that you will do your share of this mess.

Nick looked up to see Jeff with his hand in a fist, pinkie extended. Nick took is pinkie in his, pinkie promise in place. This was going to be one hell of a day.

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Sorry for the sort of cliff-hanger. I'll write more this weekend!

Just warning, in the future chapter of this story (the MPreg parts) I'm going to have OOC characters, like Rachel and Sebastian. Sebastian is a good guy in my story, a helper, because I love him so much. But believe me when I say you'll be shocked with his story-line. And Rachel will be my villain. I hate her, sorry Rachel lovers.

So in the future, don't tell me that my characters are OOC. I mean for it to be that way! And yes, Klaine may be a bit off in my story, but I'm not the writer. IT's a fanfic, and I can write what I want! Sorry to sound like a bitch.

But, anyway, leave me a review! I appreciate them! They mean a lot.

Stay tuned guys!

Nest chapter, AWKWARD CONVOS WITH NIFF! Do you want them to be in a relationship? Because I do! In due time, my lovelies.