I love you all. And your reviews the last two days have had me cheesing from ear to ear. Rest assured I already know how the Sam situation is going to be handled. I just hope you all like it! It's just not going to be any time soon. Cause see Idina (my muse) she doesn't do short. Did I mention that? If it's more than a one shot she likes lots of digits. It's an issue i've been trying to work with her on. She's a bit ODD about it. And I think this recent tear I've been on is because I read the character breakdown for Sam in TV Guide and guys it's basically Matt minus the dancing! Ryan Murphy and I clearly need to have a long discussion about not creating characters that are virtual clones of characters you already have on canvas and dont' use you know? But other than my clear need for to set Ryan Murphy straight on this nonsense...I hope you all enjoy this! Kisses!

An entire pot of coffee went a long way to feeling like something other than a walking zombie, Kurt decided. Of course it helped if no one actually saw you drink the entire pot to stop you, he realized. Thankfully his father had gone into the shop for the day, while Carole and Finn went to visit her mother. As he took another grateful sip, Kurt realized he was going to pay for this dearly but without it he was going to be on the edge of an even greater nervous breakdown.

Sleep had indeed proved elusive after his disturbing realization about Matt. No matter how many times he tried to tell himself that it was just the lack of sleep talking, exactly like the time he thought paisley was going to make a comeback, he just couldn't do it. All the signs were there. He was at phase one of a monster of a crush on Matt. Phase one of course, included smiling at things like his terrible taste in movies. He didn't even disagree with him at the dance when Matt and Quinn started discussing Newsies for the love of Gaga! That should have been the first warning sign right there.

Thankfully he had caught himself before he really lost his head. Again. Matt was a great guy. A really great guy. But he was straight and having a crush on him was just another lesson in unrequited heartache. A lesson he didn't want to repeat, thank you very much. Around his fourth cup, he had decided on a foolproof plan. All he had to do was spend more time with his friends other than Matt, people like Sam, his boyfriend. And it would probably help if he actually got moving on that plan to find him a girlfriend. After all Mike and Mercedes would be sorted by the end of the assignment for Mr. Schue.

Kurt closed his eyes and shook his head. The assignment. How could he forget that? He did basically force them to work together. At some point he was going to learn to stop trying to plan anything. It always, always went wrong on him. Ok, he clearly had to spend time with Matt for that. There was no reason on Earth to give Rachel any reason to gloat about having the best performance. But it was probably for the best if they just met in the choir room or the auditorium for practice. Probably the choir room. Better chance of other people wandering in and interrupting them. Besides didn't Brad practically live there?

The knock on the door distracted him enough to look at the clock. Eleven? Who would be coming over here at eleven? Putting the mug down on the coffee table, Kurt moved towards the door. Mercedes and Quinn were helping at Dr. Jones's office today. Tina's parents were actually home this weekend so it couldn't be her. Artie was a possibility but the other boy liked to sleep past noon whenever he could get away with it. It could be Puck looking for Finn, Kurt reasoned although he doubted Puck would have actually knocked on the door.

Opening it to see Matt standing on his porch with a guitar case in his hand, Kurt wondered if God really existed or just lived to punish him constantly. Of course it would be Matt the very day he had decided them hanging out together was a bad idea. And now the fact they had planned to meet here today because no one would be here was starting to come back to him.

"Well don't we look pleasant this morning?" Matt laughed as he brushed past him to come inside. Yesterday that would have just earned Matt a witty retort. Today all Kurt could focus on was the fact their arms just brushed past each other. Oh hell, he was closer to phase two than he had realized. What the hell was wrong with him?

"Some of us actually do require sleep. Not you apparently."

"Years of my sister's slumber parties." Matt shrugged. "If you fell asleep, you were fair game as far as Leah was concerned. I only needed my hands dunked in freezing water once to figure that out."

"So you basically became a vampire for survival? Do I have to call you Edward now?"

"Lestat. He's way cooler." Matt decided with a smile. Don't look at his smile, Kurt warned himself. That is a one way ticket to phase two right there. Do not look.

"Oh I almost forgot." Matt snapped his fingers and turned to open his guitar case. He pulled out a CD case with a triumphant grin. "Leah may have completely screwed my sleeping patterns but she is useful."

"What's that? "

Matt waved his free hand. "A sorority sister or a friend of a sorority sister or something. I got a lot lost in the all the explanations but basically she got us a copy of an Adam Pascal concert where he performs our song. "

"Shut up." Kurt said as he lunged for the CD. There were clearly things that superseded his current plan. A bootlegged concert CD of Adam Pascal was one of them. "I think I might be in love with your sister."

"She'll be thrilled. She's always wanted a gay boyfriend."

Kurt shot him a skeptical look. "Really?"

"That's her current reason for becoming a theater department groupie. I'm not one hundred percent sure she's not serious." Matt shrugged. "But she did score us this CD so I'll let her insanity slide this one time."

"Excellent plan."

"I still don't get what's so great about this guy."

"You haven't listened to this?" Kurt asked, horror seeping into his voice. He couldn't let such ignorance go on. It was a crime against humanity. And obviously being reminded of Matt's ignorance constantly was an even better way to get these feelings out of his system. After all it was what worked when he discovered Finn didn't even want to know about loofahs.

"Not really."

An exasperated scoff escaped Kurt's lips as he took the CD from Matt's hand, ignoring the tingle that ran up his spine. He marched over to the stereo, determined to just will the sensation away. "First we will review the arrangement he does live and see if we can replicate it. After that we are watching Rent until you understand why your continued ignorance cannot continue anymore."

Carole waved from the porch as Finn put her car into reverse, already late for his date with Rachel. They had planned to be back around seven but there was apparently some sporting event she hadn't known about going on in Columbus and they had been caught in traffic. As it was, it was closer to nine than eight. She felt sorry for her son. He had called Rachel from the road to let her know what was going on but still no girl liked to wait around. And a girl as intense as Rachel? She really didn't want to consider it.

She slipped the key into the lock, concerned when she noticed Kurt's car still in the exact place it was when they left this morning. She hoped he hadn't spent all day at home. It had been on the tip of her tongue to invite him to join them today but she had overheard him insist to Burt he had things to do and would be fine. Burt had shot her a look that said he didn't fully believe his son but didn't exactly want to press the issue. And Carole had followed his lead. Now she wished she hadn't.

Of course there was always the possibility the basement was crowded with every girl in either glee club or the Cheerios. It was a strange thing to realize but the hardest adjustment to living with Burt wasn't blending their families (although that was still a process she recognized) it was the constant presence of girls in the house. True girls had been in her old house. Quinn had lived there for a brief time after all and Finn did invite his girlfriends over to meet her. But with Kurt they were always there. Running up and down the stairs to the basement. Calling all hours of the night. Falling asleep in the middle of a movie marathon, curled up on Kurt's pillow, on Kurt's bed.

The first time she found Mercedes like that she had almost screamed. Logically she knew nothing was going on and it was as innocent as it looked. And she couldn't help but laugh the morning after every female of the glee club fell asleep there after Regionals when Kurt had explained to her he had threatened to melt every piece of makeup they owned if they even thought of sneaking up to Finn's room. "Carole, we both know he can't take care of himself much less a baby."

Moving inside, she noticed the TV was on, the DVD menu for Rent waiting for a selection to be made, the lights in the room off. "Kurt?" She called out into the darkness. "Kurt?"

A rustling on the sofa alerted her to a slightly familiar form on awkwardly sitting there. Matt Rutherford. He had been a friend of Finn's for years. A little on the shy side but a sweet boy none-the-less. As she moved around to see why he hadn't answered her, she put her hand to her mouth.

She had suspicions this morning that Kurt hadn't gotten any sleep the night before. His eyes were blurry and not even his usual cup of coffee had cleared them. He seemed to be in his own world throughout breakfast and hadn't even blinked at the outfit Finn had thrown on at the last minute. This seemed to confirm she was correct. Both Matt and Kurt were apparently sound asleep on the couch. Matt's head rested on his arm that looked uncomfortable to anyone out of their teen years. His feet were kicked out onto the coffee table, his sneakers dropped upside down on the carpet. Kurt had fallen across Matt's chest; his head almost resting on the taller boy's elbow perched on the arm of the sofa. Matt's arm had fallen on top of Kurt, their hands resting on top of each other.

Picking up the blanket that Burt kept on his recliner, she debated waking them up. After all nine was rather early for a teenager to be asleep. But this did seem to confirm Kurt at least hadn't slept any last night. Now that she thought of it, the times Matt had stayed over with Finn, she didn't think he slept much either. It was probably better to just let them sleep. She had the number to Matt's parents somewhere upstairs. A simple call to them and she would send him home in the morning. Spreading the blanket over the two of them, she smiled down on both of them, wishing for a camera.