A/N: The working title for this chapter was "Adorably Disastrous Klaintana Date." That's pretty much all you need to know. Also, this is still unbeta'd.

It was 7:34 and Santana stood with Brittany in the lobby of Breadstix. Their pinkies were linked, and their hands swung gently between them. The familiar presence of Brittany's pinky intertwined with hers felt comfortable and safe and right. They didn't seem to be drawing any attention, but Santana couldn't ignore the uncomfortable itch in her stomach that had appeared when they had arrived and Brittany told her that they couldn't sit down yet.

"We have to wait for the rest of our party." Was all Brittany would say. What had she done? Did she invite their parents? All of their friends? Was she going to force Santana to come out? Santana's mind was reeling with the possibilities of what Brittany could be planning.

The door to the restaurant opened and a familiar voice came through, "Sorry we're late, we forgot to coordinate outfits before our date, and Blaine came over wearing the exact same color scheme as I was. I had to change my entire—" Kurt cut off as he suddenly realized who his double date was with.

Santana dropped Brittany's hand and folded her arms over her chest as soon as she saw Kurt & Blaine come in, and she glared at Brittany.

"Well, this is certainly not what I was expecting." Kurt said evenly, once he had gotten over the initial shock.

"Me, either." Santana said, still not taking her eyes off of Brittany.

"Come on," Blaine said smoothly, slipping his hand into Kurt's. "Let's go get our table before they give our reservation away."

When they sat down, the conversation was mostly light small talk carried on by Brittany and Blaine and occasionally Brittany and Kurt, while Santana didn't say much of anything.

"I'm going to go to the bathroom before we get our food." Brittany said, and Santana felt a wave of relief at the excuse to get up from the table of awkwardness. Then it al went down the drain. "Santana, would you order for me if the waitress comes back while I'm gone?"

Dammit, the bitch had trapped her here.

"Of course, Britt. You want spaghetti?" She asked, doing her best to sound polite, with a broad, fake, smile plastered across her face.

"Yes, please!" Brittany's enthusiasm was, as always, completely genuine.

Once she was gone, awkward silence stretched out between the three people remaining at the table. The best case scenario in Santana's mind was that the silence would last until Brittany got back from the bathroom, but Blaine wasn't going to let that happen. She saw him give Kurt a light shove, and a pointed glance, obviously trying to communicate that Kurt should be trying to make some conversation happen.

Blaine must have Porcelain whipped pretty well, Santana thought, because Kurt was clearing his throat a few moments later.

"I'm impressed that you haven't managed to outwardly insult us yet this evening." Was apparently the most polite thing he could think of.

"Well, calling you 'Gayboys' would seem a bit odd, under the circumstances." Santana replied dryly.

Blaine's eyebrows shot up in surprise, while Kurt just rolled his eyes.

"Not to sound ungrateful for that small miracle, but if you don't mind my asking, what exactly is going on here? I mean, most of Glee knew there was something going on between you two, but I think most of us assumed it was for the benefit of attracting boys."

"Yeah, well, it's not." Santana snapped, she could feel her sheilds going up.

"What is it, then?" Blaine asked softly, his head cocked to the side. His curiosity looked so earnest, that she felt herself soften again.

"Look, I love her, ok?" She said, staring at the table, not able to meet the eyes of the boys sitting across from her.

"Yeah?" Even without looking at him, Blaine's whole voice sounded like a smile.

"Yeah."

"But you and Brittany...this isn't exactly a new thing, right?" Kurt asked.

Santana shook her head.

"So?" Kurt prompted.

"So, what?"

"So what's changed? Why are you suddenly on a date with two gay boys instead of one straight one?" Obviously Kurt had heard stories from his step-brother about their Tricycle date.

"Things haven't been right with us for awhile, since before Artie really. At the end of the school year we decided that we should take some time apart and see how we feel when school starts again. But that whole I'm in love with her thing kept getting in the way, so I was basically willing to do whatever she wanted to get her back in whatever she was willing to have me. What she wanted, is this," Santana gestured wildly to the table and the boys and the restaurant in general. "She's convinced that the reason we were having problems before is that we were doing things 'The Wrong Way.'" Santana made sarcastic air quotes. "She thinks that if we do this all in the 'right' order, things will work out better. She told me we have to go back, we have to start at the very beginning."

"A very good place to start." Kurt and Blaine said, practically in unison. God, they were sickeningly in love with each other.

"If you two start singing that song about the deer, I might have to go vom."

"What about deer?" Brittany said, sitting back down next to Santana. "I love deer. We found a baby one laying down by the side of the road once and I wanted to take it home with me, but my Mom said no."

"That's too bad, I bet deer make great pets," Blaine said. "You know, Audrey Hepburn kept a deer as a pet."

Kurt nodded in agreement, and slid his hand over his boyfriend's on the table. "That's true, she did, it's name was Pippin."

Santana slipped her hand into Brittany's, and suddenly Kurt & Blaine's overly cutesy antics were a lot easier to stomach.