"Ngh," Kurt groaned, dropping his head to rest on Wes' shoulder, "too freaking early."

Wes just rolled his eyes at that, shifting his arm slightly under Kurt's weight. "It's eight o'clock. You had five hours to sleep. You shouldn't be this tired."

"I only got two hours before I woke up," he said, words garbled.

He paused for a moment. "Where'd everyone go?"

He frowned at the question, peering around the restaurant before sighing in exasperation. "They're all huddled around the crane machine, of course. Looks like Jeff's on a roll."

Loud cheering from the cluster of Warblers further illustrated his statement. Several of the other customers gave them disapproving looks before returning to their food.

They had stopped at a Red Robin for breakfast, the majority of the Warblers already awake and bouncing with energy much to the discomfort of those still sleeping. They had managed to reserve a room, half of a wall with glass windows separating them from the rest of the place.

Of course, what with their being teenage males, they had all but ransacked the buffet, garnering many glares from the staff. Full, the majority of the boys had abandoned their empty plates and glasses on the tables and had pursued more fulfilling ways to amuse themselves.

"I got a purple tiger!" Nick yelped as he ran in, stumbling slightly.

From his shoulder Wes was pretty sure he heard a muffled "Shut the hell up," from Kurt, but he was immediately interrupted by the appearance of one Blaine, laughing in Nick's face openly.

"Hah! Your pitiful excuse of a tiger is no match for my blue llama!"

Kurt dragged himself up, raising one eyebrow at the scene facing him. "Is he for real?"

Wes grimaced. "Unfortunately."

Nick gasped, glaring at Blaine hatefully. "Take that back, you scoundrel!"

"Never!" Blaine crowed. In an instant the two were battling, attacking each other with their respective stuffed animals.

"Stuff this crazy never happens on TV," Kurt grumbled, sipping his Diet Coke.

"SILENCE!" Thad announced, stepping in-between the two feuding Warblers.

"Stop, now," he said gravely, "for none of your paltry animals can stand up to the power of my PINK, SPARKLY DOLPHIN! EAT IT, BITCHES!" He screamed, waving said dolphin around.

Blaine and Nick froze at that, staring at the toy.

"We...we can never compete," Blaine stated sadly.

Nick shook his head. "The complete epic power of the pink dolphin combined with the power of sparkles is an unbeatable combination. To attempt to do so would be suicide for our poor, sparkle-less animals."

He sniffed sadly, slinking out with Blaine following close behind.

"Stuff that," Kurt said, rolling his eyes, "stuff this crazy doesn't happen in real life."

"That's the Warblers for you," he said, snickering slightly.

All the while Thad danced about, flailing about in triumph.

Or maybe it's just Thad.

"We're...here..." Kurt panted, collapsing on the short, tough grass of the beach. He blinked,letting it sink in.

"WE'RE HERE!" He beamed, lying down on the grass. Suddenly getting an idea, he began moving his arms and legs back and forth.

It's a grass angel!

"Interesting thing you're doing there. Mind explaining?" He felt himself blush at the unfamiliar voice, squinting up into the light to see the boy.

His jaw dropped. He'd never been one to swoon over a pretty face, but...

He had to admit, this boy was gorgeous. Amazing facial structure, with strong cheekbones and a well defined forehead. Stunning green eyes, and blond hair that fell messily in his eyes in a way that Kurt could never manage.

"Ah, well..." he began, only to be cut off by Wes.

"Who're you?" he asked, staring rudely. Kurt frowned at him.

The boy laughed, a light, easy sound. "The name's Joshua. I'm your temporary neighbor, I'm afraid." He smiled charmingly, revealing perfectly straight, white teeth. "I'm George and Gina's nephew. They lent out the house to me and a couple of my cousins. They warned me you'd be coming."

Kurt heaved his body up off the grass, brushing himself off.

"Yes, well," Wes' voice was unusually unfriendly, "we still need to unpack and get settled, so..."

"Oh! I'm sorry!" Joshua held up two hands submissively. "Didn't mean to intrude. I'll be on my way. I'll see you later," he said to Kurt, tossing him a wink. Kurt stared after him open-mouthed, blinking.

A couple of the Warblers whistled, raising their eyebrows at him.

"That," Jacob stated emphatically, "is one fine piece of meat."

Kurt didn't even realize he was nodding in agreement until too late, turning bright red when Flint elbowed him. Shaking his head, he returned to his bags, dragging them inside.

"Someone's jealous, " David sang as they dropped his two bags off in his room. He didn't respond, staring off sullenly. "I've never seen you act that rude to someone you don't know."

He scowled darkly, seeing the blonde's face in his mind.

He really didn't appreciate the way he had looked at Kurt, like he was some sort of prize.

He muttered to himself, plopping down onto his bed unceremoniously.

"You've got it bad, man," David continued, closing his eyes and tsking. "Keep acting like that and Kurt's gonna get pissed. You saw how well he whole possessive act worked with Blaine."

He blanched at that. That was the last thing he wanted.

"Just...think before you do anything major, all right?" When Wes didn't answer, he left, sighing.

The house was huge, with at least five rooms and a long dock that went directly into the Intercoastal Waterway, as Flint told him. He was rooming with Wes(of course), and their room had the most beautiful view of the water.

He sighed in happiness, snuggling down into the sheets of his bed contentedly.

Wes entered, looking to be in a slightly better mood than before. "Everyone's heading off to the beach," he said, "so you'd better change," he surveyed the skinny jeans and vest Kurt was currently wearing, raising an eyebrow, "and make sure you bring sandals. We're going to be walking everywhere here, without a proper car."

He left, leaving Kurt to switch into less formal clothes. He had to admit, he wasn't used to this, just swim trunks and a t-shirt, but, he supposed, he'd have to get used to it.

Making a face, he stepped out of the room, sitting down on one of the several couches littered about the living room.

"Why, hello there! Fancy meeting you here." He felt his stomach twist, and he turned to see Joshua, grinning openly at him. He returned his smile, hoping he didn't look too much like a fool.

"You come here often in the summer?" He asked, curious.

Joshua laughed. "I used to, but things have been...busy...these last few years." He gave a heartrending smirk. They began to talk, and Kurt was, admittedly, happy to learn that there was a nice personality underneath that face.

Wes shifted grumpily under the hot sun, mood worsening by the minute. Kurt was chatting away with Joshua, leaving him to squint at the ocean, mouth set in a firm frown.

"I'm going in the water," he announced, standing up suddenly.

Kurt scrambled up. "I'll go too." For the first time in the last hour, Wes nearly smiled.

Which was then ruined by Joshua, rising gracefully to say, yes, he was coming too. He narrowed his eyes at the boy, trying to convey a message. Mine.

His attention was caught by Kurt, casually pulling his shirt off.

He averted his eyes, feeling his face heat up. Don't stare don't stare don't stare don't stare-

Dammit, Kurt was built, with not-to-broad shoulders and well sculpted muscles leading to a narrow waist.

Avoiding looking at him, Wes shrugged off his shirt, padding across the soft sand to the water.

Kurt and Joshua followed behind him, still talking away. Scowling, he went out until the water was waist deep, bobbing up ad down on the waves like a cork. Kurt, who was shorter than him, was mid-chest, laughing and ducking under the water before popping back up next to him.

He was laughing, hair plastered to his forehead, water running in rivulets down his skin.

Shit. Someone out there was testing him, he knew.

Trying to lighten the mood, he joked around , splashing him. Squealing, Kurt got back at him, sending him leaping for cover as he threw some water at him.

This went on fro some time, Joshua joining in, when it happened. It being a swarm of jellyfish heading straight for them.

Kurt screamed, flailing about.

"Stay calm!" Joshua said, "And don't move, or they'll sting you!"

Kurt didn't respond, deciding instead to climb all over Wes in a desperate attempt to get away from the creatures.

Wes may or may not have felt his breathing hitch. Hell, he had a dripping wet, half-naked Kurt Hummel clawing his way up his body. So sue him.

Kurt finally stopped, legs wrapping around his waist, arms tight around his neck in typical piggy-back ride position.

He felt a bit smug at the look on Joshua's face-he couldn't resist sending him a smirk, only to be met with the bird. Ooohhh, little Joshua isn't so innocent, now, is he? He responded in kind, tilting his head cockily at the blond.

Bwahahaha.

Wes: 1 Joshua: 0

Stuff will be happening soon!

In...two chapters, exactly.

So, if you've ever been to Ocean Isle Beach, NC, than it should be easier to imagine this place.

If you haven't...imagine just your typical beach. But on an island. Yeah...

Love you all! as I said, two more chapters till the DrunkBeach!chapter. I'm looking forward to writing it. :)

-Mel