Music Inspiration: Naked Love, by Adam Lambert from the fantasmagorical album Trespassing.
Rating and Warning: M for mature adult stuff and language. Um! Want to write something more alarming. Blainey Bear with me!
Ownership: I don't own Glee, but I own my imagination. As for the song mentioned, sung down below, yeah I don't have the copyright ownership, but I have my own copies of the mentioned music, and it's really, really good.
Dedication: For those who can't decide who they're attracted to. And those who lie to themselves. And with this piece, I'm now recommending you try to listen to the musical piece. I can so see Kurt and Sugar making out with this tune. The actor and actress that play these two on Glee, are really kute.
I don't have any association with anyone for music. I've purchased all that I listen to. But if you're going to buy anything, please don't go down the pirate road. Worst thing to do. I don't ship pirates. So read, enjoy, review. Read the above top request again.

This is a direct continuance from Ch 12 ...

~ Converting Kurt E Hummel ~ Ch 16 Matchmaker ~

Rory catches up to Kurt. "Did you tell her?"

"No Rory, I didn't tell her. Could you not see I didn't even catch her?" he turns around and heads back to the classroom.

"Kurt, wait for me?" Rory can now walk and talk with Kurt. "I know she likes you, the way she talks about you. You make her giggle, that's how you know a girl really, really likes you."

"Right, I'm going to say this just once," He grabs Rory by the shoulders, checks no one else is within ear shot. "And if you breathe a word of this to anyone, you're going to need more than a four-leaf clover to protect you." Kurt leans closer to Rory's ear and whispers directly into it, "I don't know how much I like her, or even if this is love. But I have to do this very carefully, because Blaine isn't going to be so understanding. I do care for Blaine."

He's not sure if Rory is leaning back into him to hear better, or if there's another reason for his body language, which Kurt has often wondered if Rory's coming on to him, either way he uses it to his advantage, because teasing others is becoming a new sport for Kurt. Whispering even more sweetly, "If she does like me, which seems strange because she's always arguing with me, and then she giggles so much." Kurt gets real cross, and snaps at him, "I'm gay Rory, I've been gay since I was very little. I'm not bi. So what do you suggest I do then, with that information?"

He stands backand watches as Rory comes out of a trance and waits for him to breathe new life, taps him on the shoulder, smiling very pleased with himself. "Rory, we'll talk more later, because this is also not the place I want to be discussing my love life. Despite what everyone else seems to do and think." He links his arm with Rory's and drags him back to class.

Sitting back at their desks, they get back to studies and Rory hands Kurt a note. "This is what she gave me last night."

Kurt reads it: "Rory, just reading with you won't do. You trying to be brave won't do. If you couldn't stay in this great country, but you wanted to, if you couldn't stay because of a visa reason, would you consider me marrying you?"

"Rory!" Kurt snaps and looks to where the teacher might be. "This is about you, not me."

"Yeah, I know that Kurt. And I told her it would be a great idea. And I told her I see the way she looks and talks with you and about you."

"Rory, I know you're from Ireland, but you're not really stupid. You just told me five minutes ago that she liked me, now you're telling me she likes you." Kurt sits up straight, checks the teacher again and pulls faces at the other students who were trying to hear him. "What?"

"Kurt, I told her no. It was a lovely, lovely gesture. She's so pretty, and smells so nice. And her parents are very wealthy."

"Okay, you're not telling me anything I don't already know."

"She's really pretty." Rory's accent is starting to annoy Kurt.

Kurt rolls his eyes and replies, "Yes I'm aware of how pretty she is."

"She smells really nice, like really nice." Rory's eyes are wide, his cheeks flushed waiting for Kurt realize, ... anything.

Kurt sums up, "Beautiful and smells really nice and pretty. Yes, yes!"

Rory pretends to cough, "And she makes your ahem, really Ahem!?" as Rory says this, he goes very red in the face. And he kicks the chair in front of him, Puck had been leaning too far back.

Kurt thumps his pen down on the desk. "Rory, you are really annoying me. What are you saying? She makes your ahem, really Ahem? What does that mean?" Exasperation making his voice raise higher.

"Mr Hummel, do you need something from Mr Flannigan?" The teacher isn't impressed with study time being interrupted yet again, by said Mr Hummel.

"No Miss, sorry." Kurt leans onto his work, looking at Rory and whisper yells at him. "Look you got me in trouble again. What are you talking about? And you better clear the air here, 'cause I've still got dirt on you that I'm not too afraid to use." Kurt blinks toward Santana and back at Rory.

And with that blackmail card Rory fesses up. "She flirts with you like you said Sebastian flirts with Blaine, and sometimes with you. He gets under your skin with aggravation, squabbles and Blaine giggles with him." Kurts tapping of his pencil is unravelling Rory, who can't talk quick enough.

"And you're a dude too Kurt, you get hot in your pants with Blaine. Or you said you used to. And Sugar makes you hot in my pants, in that way, like she does for me."

"WHAT?" the penny has dropped for Kurt. The dim light above his head is now 100watts brighter.

"MR HUMMEL, OFF TO MR FIGGIN'S ROOM OR DETENTION, YOUR CHOICE? NO MORE WARNINGS!"

Kurt looks at the Teacher as if she'd just told him "WE CAN ALL SEE YOU FANCY SUGAR MOTTA, YOU'VE BEEN OUTED!"

The teacher points at Kurt and then directs him to leave the classroom. He can only hear her probably say "YOU'RE NOT GAY, YOU'RE NOT BI!"

~ A thought penny spins ~

Kurt stumbles into his chair, ignoring everything, everyone about him.

Days, weeks, months of memories of bantering with Sugar, sharing items with her, his hand sending electric vibes through his body when their hands touched. His heart beating lighter happiness and stronger beats of throbbing delights when she walked past him and he caught her perfume in the air. He hadn't even known she was in the room when he felt a gravitational pull to behind him. He'd thought of Blaine, but when he turned around it was Sugar who was sitting there, smiling at him. He blushed with confusion and she got upset seeing his uncertainty.

~ and spins ~

Now a new horizon has the dawning of a newer realization. His spark for Blaine had gone out a while back. He pretended as much as he could.

But Blaine was cottoning on. "Kurt, things aren't right between us. I love you so much, but I can feel you pulling away from me."

Kurt wasn't sure what was wrong, Blaine was his best friend. "Blaine, I'm not pulling away from you." Making up stories to cover what he didn't know, yet. "I'm just in a funk. I've just got so much study to do. Everyone goes through 'Bed death' moments."

And during their scheduled make out sessions, he slowly faked all of it until it was like a routine scripted play. He thought Blaine couldn't tell, couldn't see or feel the difference.

"Sebastian, I've tried everything I can think of. Kurt's definitely not with me, when he's with me." Of all people to get advice from, Blaine trusted Sebastian's knowledge when it came to knowing when your ex or partner isn't into you.

"Blaine, I'm not going to lie to you. I'll lie with you, above and under you. Spoon feed and spoon you. But the honest answer is definitely there. He's not into you. I don't know who or what he's into, I don't care, but from all you've said, it's not you!"

"Especially when he calls her name out in his sleep." This subconscious slip he wasn't prepared to share with Kurt, and definitely the lack of any up and coming member being absent.

~ and stops ~

When classes finish for the day, Kurt is going to drive to Sugar's house. Confront her, ask her, and hopefully she'll say yes.

He packs up his table of school items, gets up, excuses himself to teacher with the intention of going to see Principal Figgins. Walks passed Figgins office going straight to his locker and then the auditorium.

He has some songs that need belting out. "Say goodbye to not knowing when … to not know how the cry you taught me that…. And I remember the love that you gave me, the way that you changed me…. I learned to let go of the illusion that we can possess… and I remember happiness, I remember. Now that I'm standing on my own, I remember."

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