A/N: I would really start by thanking everyone who has reviewed this story, and added it to their alerts, this story is for you. Also big thanks to my wonderful beta lovefremione, all her help and encouraging is greatly appreciated. Thanks again now sit back, relax and enjoy...
Chapter 8
Rachel Berry had always been a girl driven by her ambitions, it was a quality that she believed whole heartedly was going to help her become a star someday. It was that same driven passion that had helped her perform flawlessly last year during sectionals, and that had made Finn Hudson fall head over heels for her in a torrid romance that had ended too quickly for her liking.
And it is that exact same passion that has made getting Finn back one of her life's ambitions (who cares if he thinks he is gay now, she wouldn't be the first star to date a gay man, and certainly not the last, she can already picture the tabloids filled with their names and pictures as she narrates the tragic story of her first love and heart break) by whatever means necessary.
Even if those means meant that she had to fraternize with the competition. And right now, that meant the Dalton Academy Warblers. Or more precisely their lead soloist and her main competition for regional's Blaine Anderson. She had called the short Warbler last night and captivated him with tales of Kurt and his yearning for the Warbler's love that although might be untrue, did manage to convince him to come down to McKinley and place a bid for the countertenor's heart.
Now as Blaine prepared to seduce the young countertenor with the rest of the Warblers help, her own mission was to find Kurt and bring him to them so he could have his heart captivated.
She ran down the halls of the school in search of the boy finally spotting him surrounded by Puck and Sam, both jocks too interested in glowering at each other to notice her snatch the apple of their discord from their hands and swiftly make their way out to the courtyard.
"Rachel slow down!" Kurt complained as they passed through the doors leading to the outside courtyard pulling his arm away from hers. "This shirt is an original Mark Jacobs! You do not, I repeat you do not, manhandle someone wearing…" the rest of his rant dying as the sound of voices harmonizing into a melody caught his attention and he turned to face up the stairs his glasz eyes widening as he saw who was there.
~CK~
"Oh shit!" cursed Puck as the meaning of the message sank in and he started running down the hall way with Sam on his heels.
They ran between the science wing and the court yard had never seemed so long as he tried avoiding crashing into others students.
They finally made it outside only to be met by about a dozen Wafflers singing and dancing around that Bland guy as the stupid greased up hobbit tried to charm his Kurt, who unfortunately seem to be succumbing.
"About time Puckerman," said a rough voice from behind him. It took him awhile before he recognized it as Zizes, she must have been the one that texted him.
Not wanting to tear his eyes from the scene Puck asked, "Who let Bland and the pips in?" without turning his eyes from the spectacle in the courtyard.
"Berry." Lauren muttered.
If Puck thought his blood had boiled when he saw Kurt with Sam and Finn earlier, it was nothing compared to how he felt right now. It was taking all his self control from going up to the hobbit and punching his eyes out for trying to make a move on his Kurt.
The hobbit had gotten uncomfortably close to the sexy male cheerio, even going as far as wrapping an arm around Kurt's waist as the song ended, pulling him closer. That's when Puck lost it.
~CK~
Sam Evans felt rage course through his veins as he took in the scene before him.
The Warblers singing around that stupid hobbit as he sang and danced getting ever closer to a blushing and smiling Kurt. And why did everyone have to step in and steal his ideas? First with Puck giving his rose to Kurt, and now with this midget serenading his sexy cheerio just as he had started planning to do few hours prior.
And to top it off, that dumb midget kept getting closer and closer tohis Kurt and now he even had the audacity to snake an arm around sweet, innocent, Kurt's waist and there was no way in hell that he was gonna allow that strange midget to taint hisKurt's pure lips.
He glanced through the crowd that had gathered for Puck, praying that the mohawked jock could put a stop to the midget the same way he had done to Finn this morning. He saw the jock try to make his way up to them, but unfortunately he was still too far away, no way could the jock reach them before the hobbit's lips reached Kurt's.
Spotting a football laying on top of a table next to a couple of players just a few feet from him, he made a mad dash for it, grabbed it, and threw, praying to god to please hit his target.
It wasn't long before Bland's yelp was heard throughout the school yard as the football made contact with the back of his head, successfully breaking the enchantment he had placed on Kurt.
Sam made his way towards them feigning innocence. By the time he reached them Puck was already there fussing over Kurt.
"I've already said I'm fine Noah! It was Blaine who got hit by the ball, not me. But thank you very much for your concern." Kurt said bending down, trying to help the hobbit back of his feet.
Sam tried to keep a straight face as Blaine rubbed the back of his head and winced at the slightest touch as Kurt kept trying to fuss over the hobbit.
"You sure you are ok Blaine? Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"
At that, the hobbit smile widely. "I'm fine, thanks Kurt. But yes, there is definitely one thing you could do that would make me feel a lot better." Blaine smiled suggestively, which made both jocks glower at him in rage. Unfortunately most of the Warblers had come to check on their wounded friend.
"Sure anything," said Kurt without a second thought.
"Go out with me tonight."
"What?" Kurt asked incredulously.
"Go out with me." Blaine repeated.
"I.. I don't know Blaine." Kurt said lowly, stealing a glance at Sam and Puck.
"You said anything and that would make me feel so much better." said Blaine smugly.
"Alright, tonight Breadstix." Kurt ended, giving the two jocks an apologetic look.
"Yes!" said Blaine with a little jump. "I'll pick you up tonight at 8."
"Ok. I gotta go now bye," rushed a flustered and blushing Kurt as he raced to his car not giving either jock a chance to protest.
Blaine and the Warblers left soon after, two angry jock glaring after them.
"Great job with the football." said Puck from Sam's side, not a trace of sarcasm or anger directed at the blond boy.
"And you too, with Finn and the notebook this morning, we make a pretty good team huh?"
Puck smirked at that, "I guess we do." The Mohawk teen looked thoughtful for a while before turning to face Sam. "How about a truce trouty mouth, an alliance per say at least till we get rid of the hobbit? And maybe Finn too." said the mohawked jock extending his hand.
Sam though hard about this before he shook Puck's hand and said "deal"
~CK~
It was 3:40 pm and Finn Hudson was slouched against Kurt's black SUV watching the other students leave as he waited for the young countertenor to take them home. His signature lop sided smile appeared as he saw Kurt trot through the schools doors and made his way towards him.
Kurt unlocked his baby and both of them got in, Finn noticing the quiet way the sweet cheerio was acting.
"Is everything alright Kurt?" he asked as they were pulling out of the parking lot.
Kurt sighed loudly, and rested his head against the steering wheel as they waited for the signal to turn green. "No Finn, everything is not alright." He said into the steering wheel not meeting Finn's eyes, as the tall jock waited for him to continue.
"Last year I was the school's pariah, no boy would come close to me even with a ten foot pole, unless it was to toss me in a dumpster." he said dejectedly keeping his eyes on the road as the car started moving again.
"But now I have three guys all wanting to go out with me. And at first I felt flattered and was totally giddy about it, 'cause come on, two of them are the most popular guys at McKinley, and the other is the most popular boy at Dalton, but I can't help but feel that this is a whole cosmic joke." The sweet countertenor continued.
Finn felt his heart sink when Kurt didn't even acknowledge him as one of his suitors, and that's when he realized that he had never told Kurt he was bi now, nor that he liked him, and suddenly everything Kurt had done for him this weekend, was a little different, but also more special because of it. He was about to tell Kurt how he felt when he started talking again.
"And I just feel so bad for them that I can't even get myself to enjoy everything they try to do for me without feeling guilty. And now I have a date with Blaine and I can't help but feel like I'm betraying Puck and Sam and that doesn't even make sense cause I'm not dating either of them, but just seeing the hurt look on their faces as Blaine cornered me into go out with him made my heart break and want to cancel on him on the spot." said Kurt behind misty eyes.
Finn wanted to protest, tell him not to worry about any of them, that they aren't worthy of having a guy like Kurt at their side, heck not even he was worthy but he was willing to become a man that Kurt could feel proud to call his. That's when he decided to not tell him how he felt, at least not yet. That would only cause more problems for Kurt, and Finn loved him enough to put the young countertenor feelings first.
He took Kurt's hand and gave it a thought squeeze "Don't worry about it so much, if those guys truly love you they'll be happy just seeing you happy," and as he said it he knew it was true, at least for him. Finn was now and forever a part of Kurt's life, they were family, and even though he would rather Kurt be with him, he'd be content with Kurt being happy with someone that loved him the way the countertenor deserved.
"They'll be a little hurt at the beginning cause come on dude, you are a catch, but if they're even a little worthy of you, they'll understand in the end." The tall jock finished trying to keep his voice steady without any traces of the pain his was feeling revealing itself to Kurt.
It was lucky that they had just arrived at a red light, because Kurt somehow made it into his seat and was giving him a very tight hug.
"Thank you Finn, you are the best brother anyone could of asked for." Kurt said giving him a kiss on the cheek as he went back to his seat since someone had started honking at them.
It wasn't ideal, but Finn could definitely live with this; at least for now.
A/N: I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter and Blaine's return. Next chapter we have the date. what will our favorite glocks do? Also to the couple of Kinnjas that follow this story just because Finn decided not to tell Kurt yet doesn't mean he is out of the running. Your reviews and comments feed my inspiration, and are also greatly appreciated, and don't forget to tell me who you are rooting for.