A/N: Part 2 of 2. This is the second and the final installment of my Maybe In Just A Little Time drabble series. I had this written for awhile but I never got a chance to type it, until now. So for those of you who asked me to update this I apologize for the wait, I will be posting another one of these today to make up for it (:

Song used: Santana- Why Don't You & I ;)

I apologize again for not having done sooner. But I hope you all enjoy the last part to the Maybe In Just A Little Time drabble series. (:

Maybe In Just A Little Time
Part 2

Rachel couldn't help the small little smirk that graced upon her lips, over her usual morning bowl of cereal with no milk. Who wouldn't when their brother looks like he had been walking around on cloud nine for the past few days. Rachel had missed seeing her brother happy. His smiling face, the happy twinkle in his big hazel eyes. His laughter and care free attitude. He wasn't as up tight as he used to be, he came out of his room more often, and talked during family dinner. Rachel actually felt like Blaine was her brother again.

"So," she had started, placing her now empty bowl in the dishwasher before dropping back down into her seat on her stool at the kitchen island. She flicked some of her hair back and smiled. "Are you ready for Kurt's tomorrow?"

Blaine's entire face lit up a little as he began to nod sheepishly. "Yeah, I'm ready." his voice squeaked, sounding a little more unsure than what he looked. Don't get Blaine wrong, he couldn't wait to see Kurt. They both have been spending a lot of time together, with just each other. He and Kurt have this one place called The Lima Bean where they both like to hang out at for coffee. Blaine just happened to be very nervous over the not so simple fact of being at Kurt's house, with his family. Blaine had never been at Kurt's house before.

Rachel sensed her brothers distress as a familiar look of tension was clear on Blaine's face.

"You know Blaine, we would miss you—but we would both understand if you did not want to come. It is a big step for you, we know."

Blaine's eye flickered and he frowned, staring at the table, his head shaking from side to side, and his lips pursed. "No, no." he mumbled after a few moments. "I'm so tired of being scared." he continued his voice going soft and helpless.

"No one is out to get you Blaine." Rachel now tried to soothe Blaine.

Blaine looked up quickly, now out of his self pity. "I know Kurt isn't going to hurt me." he said and Rachel blinked at the sureness in his tone.

"Then why are you so damn nervous?" she now questioned and Blaine froze, his mouth opening and closing on several occasions; unable to speak.

"I know Blaine." was all Rachel needed to say before Blaine launched himself in front of his sister on his knees. He needed no clarification of what his sister knew because he himself knew.

"Please don't tell him whatever you do. Please Rachel, please... I know—I just know he doesn't feel the same way for me—I mean why should he? I am just your quiet stupid little gay brother. He probably just feels bad for me." he began to ramble and Rachel's lips began to twitch while she fought the urge to chuckle.

"Oh B, I knew for the past week. I didn't say anything but to be honest with you I think he likes you back." and with that Rachel walked out of the kitchen, with her famous Rachel Berry grace, leaving a babbling Blaine behind.

"Wait Rachel, wait. Did he tell you anything? You're lying!" he screamed, following her. She dodged him heading up the stairs. Blaine still followed her. "I know you are. Rach? This is seriously not cool, you have to tell me sometime. Rachel!" now Blaine was outside her door, a clueless expression on his face, mixed with hope, and even a little fear. Because it couldn't be true, could it?

The next morning Blaine was really on edge. Not only was he going to the house of the person he has the biggest crush on—the person he has the biggest crush on probably likes him back. Yes, his sisters words were still buzzing in his head as he was getting dressed...or more like attempted to get dressed because yet another outfit was stripped from his body and thrown to his bedroom floor.

Oh. My. God. Blaine began to think to himself rummaging through his closet. "What on earth should I wear!" he muttered, flicking through hanger by hanger.

Finally Blaine decided on a navy Thom Brown Dognal Cardigan with a simple Brooks Brother shirt underneath and a tie. He then looked at himself in the mirror, he looked good, he looked really good; well besides his hair free from his usual gel but as he went to grab for it Rachel busted through his closed door.

"Uhm, have you ever heard of knocking." Blaine turned around to face his sister.

"It's time to go B." she shrieked; grabbing him by the small of his wrist.

"Rachel, my hair!" Blaine began to yell out but his sister simply shook her head.

"No gel. Leave it. We need to go." and with that she began to drag her brother out of his room, down the stair case, and into the passenger seat of her car.

When they arrived at Kurt's Rachel rang the door bell then pushed Blaine forward so he was in front of her.

I will get it! a voice sounded from the other side of the door and Blaine's heart stopped.
I can still back out of this... Blaine began to think, getting ready to turn around and make a flee, but Rachel and a firm grip on his arm. Kurt opened the door a second later, a large grin on his face.

"Merry Christmas Kurt." Blaine forced out with a small smile when Rachel pinched him on the side, telling him to speak.

Kurt beamed at his best friends brother, pulling him into a hug, then Rachel. "Merry Christmas to yous too two." he said after he had broken the embrace. He stepped aside to let his friends inside then closed the door behind them.

Kurt's house was warm, homey, and nice. It wasn't all done out and huge like the Berry-Anderson household. It was simple, but beautiful.

"Dad, Carole, Finn—Rachel and Blaine are here!" Kurt called out as he took both Rachel and Blaine's jacket, his eyes falling upon Blaine's attire and curly brown hair. Kurt's mouth went dry.

"Uhm wow! You both look fantastic." he then stammered and Rachel grinned at the clear blush clear on both her best friend and her brothers cheeks.

Finn then came running down the stairs, a big dopy smile on his face the second his eyes fell on Rachel.

"Good. You guys are here now." he stated dumbly, the dopey smile still on his face. "We can eat!"

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Of course the only thing you are worried about is food. Aren't you going to tell your girlfriend that she looks pretty. Or anything?"

Finn just smirked.

He wouldn't. Kurt thought.

"If I'm correct I didn't hear you say anything to your boyfriend about how nice he looks."

Great, he did. Kurt's porcelain skin turned two shades of red, he turned his face.

"Blaine isn't my boyfriend." he gritted through his teeth glaring at his brother.

"Boys!" Burt scolded making each person in the room jump; especially Blaine who just stood there like a deer in headlights.

Rachel grabbed Blaine's hand as a way to say it's okay.

Kurt's father then walked out of the kitchen and Blaine gripped Rachel's hand tighter.

"Enough with this bickering and senseless chatter." Burt had continued before glancing at Blaine then back to Kurt. "Carole made a very nice dinner and you all wouldn't want it to get cold now would you?"

"No," Kurt and Finn both mumbled guiltily at the same time.

The small group followed both Kurt and Finn into the kitchen.

After the meal was eaten Kurt, Rachel, Finn, and Blaine were all gathered together on Kurt's living room floor—in front of their Christmas tree. Many of the presents were already opened from earlier that morning, gifts from Burt and Carole. Kurt was the first to hand over a present to Rachel and Finn was holding his patiently.

Rachel tore through the wrapping on Kurt's present, squealing out in excitement as she seen it was the new record she wanted for the Karaoke machine down in the Berry-Anderson basement.

Next was Finn's gift to Rachel. He had given Rachel her very own star and named it after himself—because there was only one star named Rachel Berry and that no matter what he will always be her star.

Choking Rachel threw her arms around both Kurt and Finn, sobbing loudly and Blaine couldn't help but to look at Kurt. He wanted to make Kurt that happy. He wants to be that happy. Kurt's eyes met his and they both smiled at each other softly.

When Finn and Kurt finally broke out of Rachel's tight grasp Kurt plopped down next to Blaine.

"Hey!" Kurt grinned as their sides were pressed against each other as Finn and Rachel sat next to Kurt.

"Hey.." Blaine smiled back, looking over Kurt's shoulder, where a black grand piano sat. Blaine stood up abruptly, tugging on Kurt's hand. "I want to play you something." he said shyly; sitting at the piano that looks like it has not been touched in years. Kurt's grip tightened on Blaine's hand as he wearily took a seat next to Blaine on the bench.

"Uh," Finn started, getting up. "Blaine I really don't think you should play that."

Kurt then let out a heavy breath.

Realization hit Blaine and he looked over at Kurt; wincing when he seen the pained expression on his crushes face as his on finger simply trailed across one of the ivory keys, ignoring eye contact with anyone.

This is Kurt's mothers was Blaine's single thought—Kurt rarely brought up the death of his mother. Blaine bit on the inside of his lip.

"Kurt, I am so sorry. I'm—I shouldn't have—I" Blaine paused and Kurt shook his head finally looked up.

"No, no. It's okay. Go ahead." Kurt urged, letting go of the hand he forgot he was holding

Blaine then looked at him briefly, his heart fluttering over the fact that Kurt is letting him play a song on the only thing that was left of his mother.

"Go on. She would want someone to play it anyway."

Kurt smiled. "Let her hear it too."

Blaine nodded taking a deep breath.

"This is a song I wrote about you." he managed to say, avoiding eye contact. This is taking everything he had in him as he looked down and started to play.

His fingers now danced across the ivory keys much like they did over a week ago on his guitar, in the privacy of his own room, when he didn't even think he would have the chance to even be friends with Kurt and yet so much has changed.

Here he was, at Kurt's house getting ready to sing his heart out to the boy that made him the happiest person in the whole wold. Then Blaine opened his mouth and he began to sing.

Kurt's mouth opened in shock.

Blaine's voice was the most beautiful thing he has ever heard.

Since the moment I spotted you like walking 'round with little wings on my shoes.
My stomach's filled with the butterflies.

Kurt was looking over at Blaine smiling and Rachel nodded in approval as she watched the two. She knew it may have taken just a little of time, but they are just perfect for each other. Turning her attention back towards her brother she grabbed Finn's hand and smiled.

Bouncing round from cloud to cloud I got the feelin' like I'm never gonna come down.
If I said I didn't like it then you know I'd lied

Every time I try to talk to you I get tongue-tied, tongue-tied.
Turns out, everything I say to you comes out wrong and never comes out right

Blaine continued to sing, his eyes rising from the keys, meeting a pair of water green blue.

When Blaine was finished with the song he dropped his hands from the keys and Kurt smiled through his tears.

"Yep." Kurt nodded.

"My mom would of liked it."

Blaine beamed. "But what about you?" he then questioned.

Kurt needed to say no answer. He just leaned in closer to Blaine, his lips pressing softly against the other boys in a soft,sweet,tender kiss.

It took maybe just a little bit of time but this is right where they should be.

END!

(expect other Anderberry stuff though) :D