A/N: Thank you guys for all the warm wishes I got in m time of recovery. Also I've changed Kate's name to Folshi (Folshina) Please review and thank you sooo much.

Chapter Five- I'll Take You For Who You Are

"What was the song you wanted to do?" Blaine asks as they walk to the piano inside the café.

"I'm thinking Vienna. I didn't get music 'cause you already know how to play it," Folshi says as she sits next to him.

Blaine's hands hover over the piano keys. After a moment he starts playing as he sings the first verse.

Slow down you crazy child
You're so ambitious for a juvenile
But then if you're so smart tell me why
You are still so afraid?

Folshi takes over the second verse.

Where's the fire, what's the hurry about?
You better cool it off before you burn it out
You got so much to do and only
so many hours in a day

They both sing together.

But you know that when the truth is told
That you can get what you want
Or you an just get old
You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through
When will you realize Vienna waits for you

"Hey!" Charlie calls as he walks in.

"Charlie we need to rehearse, can you please come back in ten minutes?" Folshi asked. Blaine looked at her strangely for asking so nicely.

"Babe, we need to talk," Charlie disregards Folshi completely. "So, excuse yourself Folshina."

"Are you kidding me?" She stands up and faces him. "Does your brain process your thoughts before your mouth speaks?"

Blaine grabs her hand trying to pull her back.

"Folshina if you're feeble mind can't comprehend that I want to be alone with Blaine let me put it so you can understand; we don't want you here just like your parents didn't."

She stands there frozen for a few seconds. Then she rips her hand out of Blaine's, gets her jacket, and runs out the door."

"Ugh! If I had known earlier that was all it takes-"

"Charlie, get out!" Blaine says keep his head down.

"What did you say?"

"Get the fuck out Charlie!" Blaine says louder his face red from anger. "I never want to see your smug face again. That is my little sister I cannot believe you."

"She isn't really related to you. She's not even really related to her so-called "parents,"" he says putting air quotes on the last word.

"I don't care. Just go."

"You're making a big mistake Blaine."

"The only mistake I made was not getting rid of you months ago," Blaine crossed his arms. "I told you to leave."

Charlie walks out of the café. Blaine kicks the piano bench down and put his head in his hands.

Kurt walks into the girls' dressing room and groans when he sees clothes all over.

"Two more weeks," he mumbled. "Just two more freakin' weeks!"

Samuel walks in to the room and pulls Kurt up by the arm.

"Hey babe," he grins.

"Sorry Sam, but I got to get this all cleaned up and not mention whatever the guys did to their dressing room," he groaned internally.

"C'mon just put it off for a few minutes," Sam backed Kurt into the wall.

"Umm… Samuel, I don't," Kurt turned away.

"Ugh Kurt, I really like you and you're making this so hard," Samuel leaned back

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you're acting like you're all interested in me but are you really?"

'Look, there is the guy and we're not together right now but he's had my heart for five years. I don't think it's fair to either of us to continue you."

"Like I said before Kurt I really like you. I'm going to keep fighting no matter what. Until you realize that I can be everything you want and need."

Kurt shifted uncomfortably. "I think that maybe you should go."

Samuel put his hands up and walked to the door. "Fine I will, but I am a man of my word. Just remember that Kurt."

A few minutes later Kurt found that was no longer alone.

"Mind if I help?" A voice called.

Kurt turned to see Blaine, with a wife beater, gray jacket, black sweatpants, with a gym bag on his shoulder. His curly hair hanging, damp with sweat and he seems a little out of breath.

"Are you okay?" He puts the clothes down.

"I am. I just had to go the gym and work off some steam."

"There's not a dead body in there is it?" Kurt smirks.

"Charlie can't fit in there," he puts his bag down. "Even his head is too big," he starts helping picking up clothes and hanging them up.

"Do I want to know?" Kurt pulls the clothes rack closer.

"Well, Fo is adopted, but anyone with eyes can see that she looks nothing like her parents. And Charlie just took it to a level where it didn't need to be. It was just really inappropriate of him. It is a story for another day." Blaine thought for a moment. "I just remembered Fo told me you got a tattoo. I never thought in a million years that the great Kurt Elizabeth Hummel would dare tarnish his perfect skin with ink."

"It was a spur of the moment type of thing," Kurt shrugged.

"Well?" Blaine raised an eyebrow. "Can I see it?"

Kurt lifted his shirt to show a medium-sized rainbow colored music note on his hip.

Blaine's thoughts were racing in his head which caused a lingered stare.

"Do you like it?" Kurt uncomfortably shifted pulling his shirt back down.

"I love it," Blaine nodded.

Kurt looked around at the room.

Wow, we're actually down," he motioned to the room. "I'll just wait to the guys dressing room tomorrow. How about we call Folshi, go to my place, and watch every musical in my repertoire?"

"That sounds like an amazing idea," Blaine smiled.

After Blaine went home and showered he found himself sitting next to Kurt in his apartment. When they turned towards each other Kurt started staring at Blaine's eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Blaine asked.

"Your eyes," Kurt answered. "I've said it before and I'll say it again they are the best color. They're like greenish-hazel but when the sun is out they are golden."

"Have you seen your eyes?" Blaine leaned closer. "Excuse me forgetting, but these things I do, you see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue," Blaine sang softly.

"I'm going to forget you did that," Kurt laughed.

Kurt turned and his hand landed on top of Blaine's. Both boys froze and looked at their hands.

After a moment Kurt pulled his hand away. "Sorry," he mumbled and blush grew on his face. "I wanted to ask you a question."

"You can ask me anything," Blaine smiled widely.

"The show is in two weeks, and then of course Thanksgiving. I was wondering if you wanted to come back to Lima with me to celebrate."

"I'd be honored to come back to Lima. But really Kurt thank you."

"I just don't want you to be alone for the holidays and I definitely don't want you at your parents' house. They don't exactly scream 'friendly environment' especially during the holidays."

Fo walks into the apartment and sits on the arm of the couch. "Hey guys sorry I'm late. Something big happened!" She squealed as she took off her jacket. "Okay, there's a new art gallery opening up and they want to display some of my pieces!"

"That's amazing!"

"Okay let's start this movie night whatever," she says as she sits on the couch.

"Let me go make the popcorn," Kurt jumps up and went to the kitchen.

Blaine scooted closer to his best friend putting a hand on her knee. "Fo, are you okay?"

She puts her forehead against his and smiled. "I'm fine," she puts her hand on top of his. "But thank you for the concern."