"Hey, Rachel, can I have a word?"
Mr Schuesters loud voice filled her with anticipation, but at the same time, fear. She still wasn't sure that he really wanted her. Still, she turned around and fought her way through the crowded corridor.
"Yes, mr Schue, you may. In your office?" She walked past him into his room, and waited standing. She couldn't see him, but she knew he was smiling.

"I really just wanted to talk to you, Rach, so for Christ's sake sit down. This office's got glass walls, you know."
He sat down on his desk, causing his jeans to tighten in a certain area. When he saw her smirking, he quickly covered it with his hands.

"Oh, mr Schue, I'm sure you just wanted a little teacher-pupil chat. Is that why you told me to wear this skirt? Does it make talking easier for you?" She looked down on the tiny bit of fabric around her upper thighs.

"I swear you're gonna be my death, Rach. But it's about Glee." He frowned, and her flirtatious thoughts disappeared.

"What's going on?" 

"Well, I'm not sure, but it seems like they've all kind of… lost it. There's no spark, if you see what I mean. As their captain, maybe you know what it's about?"

"Actually, I do. Puck and Finn are having a major fight again, no one knows about what, but it has divided the club in two. We didn't want to tell you, we figured they'd solve it themselves."

"And you didn't think I was going to notice anything?"

Rachel giggled. "I told the others that you had a lot on your mind already."
The school bell ringed, and she slipped out of the room without another word. 
She's going to kill me, mr Schue thought again. She's going to kill me and I don't even want her to stop.

At the next Glee practice, he could really see that something was up. It seemed as though the kids didn't even want to sing or dance anymore, just bicker with each other. In the middle of a song he'd picked to cheer them up, he had to stop it.

"Guys! Guys! What's wrong with you? This is supposed to be fun! If you're going to keep this up, we'll have to rename ourselves the Gloom club!"

Tina pouted. "I'm sorry, mr Schue, but we're not really in the mood. Perhaps we should take a pause until all this is over." The other kids nodded, united for the first time this lesson, except for Rachel who violently shook her head.

"No, you know what, we're ateam! We can't take a break just because some of us are fighting, that's ridiculous!"

"But, mr Schue…" Kurt turned to their teacher, but the look on his face was enough to silent him.

"Okay, everybody, you can go. But I want you here again next week, and I want this problem to be solved by then."

Rachel stayed behind as the others walked out. "See what I'm talking about? As I said, no one knows why they're fighting, but it's really starting to get to me. I wish they could get on with their lives so that we can get on with our singing."

Mr Schue quickly stroked her arm, aware of the fact that the corridor outside was full of students.

"I'd like to kiss you now, mr Schue." He laughed.

"Yeah, well, you might have to wait for that. And please, Rach, call me Will. As soon as we're alone, I'm no longer merely your teacher."

"I'm home alone tonight, and my dads aren't home until tomorrow morning. If you want that kiss…" She smiled, and before he could blink she was gone. Jesus, now I won't be able to concentrate for the entire afternoon…

Just as he was about to head home for a quick shower, though, somebody knocked on his office door. He looked up, and saw Kurt. After waving him in, mr Schue sat down in his chair, and Kurt did the same.

"Mr Schue, there's something I would like to tell you. About the Glee Club, or about the Finn/Puck fight."

"Oh, Kurt, that's welcome. Whose side are you on?"

"Obviously, Finn's. Puck is an asshole, I don't care how big his guns are."

Mr Schue chuckled, but Kurt remained serious. "This is no laughing matter. Perhaps you would like to know what they're fighting about?" He made a pause.
"Rachel."

Something inside mr Schue broke, and he sincerely hoped it didn't show in his face. "What do you mean, about Rachel?"

"They're both madly in love with her, that's what I mean! Please don't tell me you didn't know. None of them can't keep their eyes off her, and when they realized that… Well, let's say they weren't very happy."

"Oh. I see. What are they going to do? Is Rachel even interested in any of them?" Of course she isn't, his inside yelled. She's interested in me, and in no one else.

"Quite frankly, we have no idea. We haven't told her, and she mustn't know, or it'll make her go more crazy than ever. Imagine what such a thing would do to her already too high self-esteem!"

"That was unfair, Kurt. You should be happy for her."

"Well, mr Schue, so should you." With those cryptic words, he stood up, waved at his teacher, and walked out of the room.

Will covered his face in his hands. Fuck. Now what?

He drove directly from the school to Rachel's house. She had already assured him that her neighbors weren't the sneaky kind, and that she'd already come up with an excuse if anybody asked.

She opened as soon as he ringed the door bell, and let him in with a huge smile on her face. Closing the door after him, he turned to her and said:

"Rachel. There's something I have to tell you."

"Oh. Come in, then, and tell me. Give me a kiss first, though." He obeyed. After all, what he was about to tell her might ruin their new-born relationship.

Eventually, he broke free and sat down in the living room sofa. She followed.

"Bring it on, then. I'm ready." She was smiling.

"Uh… I spoke to Kurt a couple of hours ago. And he told me why Puck and Finn are fighting."

She frowned. "Kurt knew?"

"Yeah. Actually, they all knew. They didn't want to tell you, because… Well, it's about you."

"What?!"

"They're fighting about you. Apparently they're both in love with you. Stupid bastards."

To his great surprise, Rachel started laughing. "Really? They're in love with me? That's hilarious! How… Why… Oh my god, that's so silly!"

When the man next to her still looked as if he wanted to punch someone, she controlled herself and moved closer.

"Will. Please, it is funny."

"No, it's not."

She playfully hit him with a cushion. "You're overreacting! I don't care about them, not at all. If one of them proposed to me, I'd still just laugh. It's you I want."

He looked her in the eye. "Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure, stupid." She giggled. "Both Puck and Finn?! That's ridiculous! What were they thinking?"

"I guess they're not thinking at all. That's a common side effect of being around you." He planted a kiss on her lips.

"Oh, come here, mr Jealousy. I can think of a way to cheer you up."

And she did. In fact, as soon as she started doing that thing with her tongue, he forgot all about Puck and Finn. So did she.