Chapter 5 - Requests

The bar is packed it's Friday night. Santana is behind the DJ booth spinning records. She looks out across the packed bar at all the people in there having a good time. Drinking with friends or dancing. She takes a sip of her drink and goes to pick out the next song.

At the bar Puck is busy slinging drinks when he looks up to see a blonde standing in front of him. He remembers her from the other night. Blondie. The chick that said she was interested in Santana. Wonder what's going on there.

"Hey Brittany, right?" Puck smiles. "What can I getcha?"

"I'll just have a beer. And can I get a Captain and Coke for the DJ over there."

"Sure thing. Be right back." Puck says walking away from Brittany. Brittany sits down on one of the bar stools waiting for Puck to return. She steals a glance over in Santana's direction.

Puck returns with the drinks. "So what's the deal with you and her?" Nodding his head in Santana's direction.

Brittany thinks about this for a second. "Not sure yet. She showed up at my studio the other day. I caught her watching me through the window. I had her come inside but it's like she was in a trance or frozen or something. She just sat there. She hardly said anything. She sure is a mystery. She doesn't deal well with her emotions does she?"

Puck laughed at the word emotions. "Emotions. I don't think she has any. Unless you count stone cold bitch as an emotion. As long as I've known her I have never seen her open up to another human being." He wiped down the bar in front of him before adding. "I have brought it up once or twice that she should just let somebody in but she always brushes it off. She doesn't have any close friends and I've never seen her date anyone."

Brittany sat there taking in what he was saying. "Maybe I can change that. I told her that I liked her the other day. When she was at my studio. I said it as she was leaving. I saw her freeze again before opening the door and leaving."

"Interesting. Well go on. Go talk to her."

"Ok thanks again Puck."

Brittany made her way through the crowd you people over to the DJ booth. Smiling she set the drink down. Santana felt a presence next to her. She looked up to see the blonde standing next to her with a big grin plastered on her face. Santana pulled her headphones off. Eyebrow raised at Brittany in question.

"I brought you a drink."

"I can see that."

"So I'm here about that getting to know each other thing."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." Brittany said enthusiastically.

"So what do you want to know about me?" Santana started.

"Well, don't take this the wrong way but you're not white. I'm not racist or anything- I mean it doesn't matter that you're not white. Crap. Sorry." Brittany paused, now looking down at the floor, collecting her thoughts. "What I mean is what are you if you're not white. No. I mean what ethnicity are you?" She looked up in the hope that Santana wouldn't be mad.

Santana had a slight smile on her face. "You're cute." Oh shit. Did I say that out loud. "If you must know I'm Hispanic."

"Awesome. So what's your last name?"

"Lopez"

"Ok cool beans."

"Anything else you wanna know about me?" Santana asks.

"Not right now. I'm gonna go get my dance on. But I'll be back." Brittany smiled and walked over to the dance floor.

How random. Blondie really is cute though. She's kinda like a little kid. All bubbly and excited.

Brittany got to the dance floor immediately getting her dance on. Santana was watching as Brittany danced. Damn she really is good at that. She's got so much skill. Makes everybody else out there look like a chump. She is beautiful when she dances. Wait what? Ok so maybe I do like her. Crap.

After a handful of songs Brittany returned to the DJ booth. Santana greeted her with a smile. "You really are a great dancer."

Brittany grinned a toothy grin. "Thanks I know."

"A little cocky now aren't you."

"Nope just confident. There's a difference."

"Ok then. So how long have you been dancing?" Santana needed to know how long this girl had been doing this.

"Um my whole life basically. When I was like three my mom enrolled me in dance class cause I couldn't sit still. She thought it would help me get rid of all that energy I had. I've been in dance classes ever since. I went to college for dance and now I own my own dance studio. So that's the short version I guess."

"You seem to love it."

"Yep sure do. It's my life."

"So Santana how does this whole song request thing work?"

Santana looked around the DJ booth before finding what she was looking for. Picking up a tablet of paper she raised it in the air for Brittany to see. "People come up and tell me a song they want played. And if I have the song available I tell them to write it down on this tablet." She set the tablet back down next to her equipment.

"I see. Well can I request a song?"

"Yeah sure. What do you want to hear?"

She thought it over for a minute for a song she knew would work. "I'd Do Anything For Love by Meatloaf"

"Really?" Santana looked at the blonde a little confused.

"Yes."

"That's a really long song. It's like 12 minutes long. You know that right?"

"Yes I know that. I'm going over to the bar." Pointing towards the bar. "But once you get to my request put it on and come over and sit with me at the bar. Ok?"

Dumbfounded Santana nods her head. "Ok."

Brittany goes over to the bar and takes a sit. Puck comes up to her and she orders another beer. Just sitting there for a while watching the people around her enjoying there night. A few songs go by and she wonders when her request with be played. But after two more songs she hears the beginning of her song. She looks to see that Santana is walking in her direction. Pleased she slaps a happy smile on her face.

The brunette takes a sit to the right of Brittany sighing. "It's nice to get away from my booth for a few minutes. Even if it is only a few minutes. Sometimes Friday nights can be a little hectic. I've got about 10 minutes."

"In that case I want to start by saying that I like you. I really do. I know I said it the other day when you where leaving my studio. And I know that you heard me. I saw you stop in your tracks before you opened the door. I like you and I want to know everything about you." Brittany paused taking a drink of her beer. Santana just sat there staring off in the distance.

She continued. "I know that you like me too. I can feel it. I also feel like you are trying to hide those feelings. Or maybe are afraid of those feelings. Whatever the reason is I just want you to know that I have no plan on going anywhere. You are a mystery to me and I want to unravel that mystery. I want to know the true Santana."

Santana didn't say anything she just sat there. Brittany looked over noticing her trance like behavior once again. The blonde thought Crap I said too much too soon. Crap I hope she doesn't take this the wrong way. I hope she doesn't shut me out.

Brittany took her right hand and placed it on Santana's left thigh. Santana startled at this and gave Brittany a questioning look. Brittany smiled at her to say it's ok this is just a friendly gesture. Glad that her tactic had worked that now she had direct eye contact with Santana. She continued looking into Santana's eyes.

"Well now that I've said all that. I know this might all be a lot to process and it might be sorta soon to ask this. But will you go on a date with me? I want to get to know you and I want to do it outside of this bar." Santana didn't say anything she just stared at Brittany.

Brittany patiently waited for a response. After a few uncomfortable seconds passed Puck walked up. "Hey ladies what's up?" He said wiggling his eyebrow at them oblivious to the strange silence that had formed between them. Brittany turn her attention away from Santana to look at Puck.

"Just talking." Brittany returned.

"Santana you know that songs almost over." Puck stats. Brittany looked back at Santana. Santana had yet to respond to Brittany's question. Now Puck was looking at Santana too. Both waiting for her to say something anything. Brittany wanted an answer to her question and Puck wanted to know why she was just sitting there not acknowledging what he said about the song. "Santana!" Puck said a little louder. This caught her attention. She looked over at him. "What?"

"I said that songs almost over. What's up with you? You're acting weird."

"It's nothing. I gotta get back over to my booth." She got up and made her way back to her DJ booth.

Brittany dropped her head and slumped over in her seat. Puck noticed this. "What was that all about?" He asked.

"I asked her to go on a date with me." She said defeated.

"And?"

"She didn't give me an answer. Just sat there."

"Oh. That explains it."

Brittany looked at him as if to say 'what the fuck does that mean'? "Look I don't know a ton about Santana but I do know that she isn't used to this sort of thing. Not many people in her life give a damn about her. She doesn't have nice people like you just come up to her and want to know her. Shes been alone for such a long time now that I'm sure she doesn't know what to do about you. She looked conflicted before she went back to her booth. I mean she probably likes you and doesn't know how to deal with that. She doesn't know what to do about the fact that maybe someone cares about her. She just doesn't know what to do."

He paused looking for Brittany's reaction to what he just said. She seemed to be taken everything he said in. Just thinking about it. "Does what I said make any sense?" He said after Brittany didn't say anything.

"Yeah it makes sense I guess but- but what I'm a suppose to do now. I mean she didn't give me an answer."

"Well ask her again. Go up to her and don't leave until you get an answer."

"What if she says no."

"I don't know. You got me there." Puck started mixing a drink. When he finished he handed it to Brittany. "Bring this with you. Put that vibrant smile on your face and walk up to her and ask again. Now go. Good luck."

Brittany looked at the drink sighed and picked it up. She turned facing the DJ booth and shook the uncertain expression off her face and replaced it with that vibrant smile. Step by step she made her way over to Santana. "Go out with me?" Santana saw her there but didn't hear her with her headphones on. She saw the smile on Brittany face and the drink in her hand. "Are you trying to get me drunk?" Santana asked.

"Go out with me?"

"What?" Santana said caught off guard.

"Go out with me?"

"Look Brittany you don't want to date me."

"Yes I do." Brittany interrupted.

"No you don't. No one wants to date me. It won't work out. Trust me it never does." Santana sighed. "No one ever sticks around."

"You don't know that. You don't know that it won't work. You don't know what gonna happen. And I promise that whatever happens I won't just up and leave. I don't know why you are fighting this so hard. Maybe one day you can tell me what is making you so scared. But for now just go out on a date with me."

Brittany's words seemed to weaken Santana's defenses some. She began looking around the room anywhere but looking at Brittany and those blue eyes. Finally she stopped looking around and trained her eyes to a stop on the floor directly next to her. "Listen Brittany you're right I am scared but I will admit that I do like you. But-"

Brittany brought her hand up and placed it gently underneath Santana's chin to lift her head up so she could look into brown eyes with her blue ones. "Go out with me Santana Lopez."

"But- but-" Santana couldn't think of what she was going to say when Brittany lifted her head and their eyes connected. Her eyes they are so caring and warm and hopeful and comforting. How can someone say all of that with their eyes. It's like she is talking to me through her eyes. Letting me know it will be fine. She nodded her head up and down.

"Yes?"

"Yes." Santana said just above a whisper.

"Ok awesome. Now do you work everyday? Or do you get any nights off? No wait here's my phone. Put your number in so I can call you with the details." Brittany rambled on. "Oh what should we do? Where should we go? Oh boy I'm so excited."

Santana stood there watching on at Brittany's excitement. It brought a smile to her face to see this girl so excited about a date. She put her number in Brittany's phone and handed it back to her.

"Brittany" she said pulling the blonde out of her ramblings. "I have every Thursday and Sunday night off. So those nights work for me?"

"Ok. I'll let you know as soon as I figure something out. I should probably go I have an early class tomorrow. Saturday morning with the little rugrats. And you should probably get back to work." Pointing at the DJ equipment. Santana looked away from Brittany to where she was pointing. Before Santana could turn back to face her Brittany leaned in and placed a quick kiss on Santana's cheek. "This is gonna be great. You'll see." The blonde turned and skipped away. Leaving Santana standing there with a flush on her cheeks.