Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or the show… :(

A/N: Firstly, I'd like to apologize for not posting anything in a few days! I went through a rough path this week and I had like an emotional breakdown so I ran to my friend's house in London for a break! I'm on the road to recovery…no worries. Secondly, thank you all for the alerts and reviews! It's so cool that you guys actually read my stories. I've got a good idea for another Will & Rachel story, so let's hope I find the time once university starts.

Also, MissBrennan PM'd me asking whether I was alive cuz I hadn't updated this in days. Lol. Yeah I'm alive. Sorry for the wait. ;)

Chapter 4

Rachel got home just after one that afternoon; the house was unusually quiet and as she walked further inside, she discovered why. Her dad's had been sent to Nebraska for a last minute business deal and as a way to apologize to her they left her with their credit card, a box of her favourite vegan chocolate, and the key to their car. She sighed and sat on the couch. She had been looking forward to seeing her dad's, and the thought of being alone saddened her, when they left for trips, she was often very lonely and bored. Opening the medium sized box, she took one of the chocolates and ate it with delight. They really were heaven on vegan land. She smiled sadly and made her way to her bedroom. She hadn't had time to shower at Will's due to Emma's unscheduled arrival, and she really needed one a part of her was relieved that her dad's weren't there as her hair still smelt like the club and Will's aftershave. When she reached her en-suite, she turned the taps on and allowed water to fill her white tub. She then strolled back to the bedroom and grabbed the clothes to wear for that day. Deciding she wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary, she picked her skinny jeans and a tank top, silently thanking air conditioners for keeping her house cool during the late spring months, and remembering to text Will, she reached for the purse she dropped on her bedroom floor, and searched for her phone. "Damn it!" she cursed when she remembered where she had left it. She'd have to return to his house later on that day, she thought. However, right then, the only thing she desperately wanted was a bath, and when she walked back to the bathroom, the warm vapours from the hot bath welcomed her with its warm aroma. She loved the smell of strawberries and when she found a set of bath bubbles with that scent, she had been excited to be hugged by the bubbly water; she stripped and then ran her fingers to test the temperature before stepping into the tub. Instantly she breathed in pleasure and leaned back allowing the water to cover her whole body. This was her happy place she smiled. Everything that was wrong in the world seemed to evaporate, and relaxing deeper into the water, she let her mind drift to Will and last night's scenery. She had been so drunk, and even now after sleep and a lot of coffee later, the pounding in her head still lingered, but she still remembered everything that had happened, she remembered the way he watched her dance and how hard he seemed to be fighting with himself not to touch her. She wasn't naïve, she knew when a man wanted her. When their bodies touched at the club, she had felt his desire for her, she had seen his eyes darken even through the bad lighting of the club and it wasn't the first time she had noticed his eyes cloud like that, but not until that night had she realised what they meant. Just after her 18th birthday, they had bumped into each other at the supermarket and they had arranged to meet the following day to compose a new routine for the glee club.

***Flashback***

"Rachel," he greeted with surprise evident in his voice, "Happy almost Christmas!"he grinned. She smiled back and wished him a happy holiday. "So what you doing here Christmas eve, any plans for tomorrow?" he asked.

"My dad's and I don't celebrate the holiday, but for Hanukkah we decided to go to New York and watch Wicked on Broadway. It was so exhilarating watching Idina Menzel playing Elphaba. She did the most amazing job. I couldn't stop singing along with her. One day I hope to sing as Elphaba!" she exclaimed happily. "My dad's say, I resemble her a lot, so they managed to get us backstage passes and we meet her! She's super nice and I told her I wanted to be a Broadway star. She was so supportive and told me to call her when I was done with high school," Her eyes shone as she continued to talk about the play and the actress.

Will stood there and listened to his student. She really was beautiful, he smiled and allowed his eyes to wander further down and then shocked at himself he looked away from the young woman, focusing on his shoes, knowing he shouldn't think of her that way, "that's great Rachel, maybe we can recreate Wicked in glee?"

"That would be amazing," she beamed, "but I will actually hurt you if you give Elphaba to another student," she laughed then reached for a bag of baby carrots, before placing them in the basket she was holding. "What about you, Mr Schue?" she smiled and, noticing his questioning gaze, she spoke again, "oh, my dad's are out of town and everything will be closed tomorrow due to the holidays so I had to come get some dinner now," she shrugged and grabbed some potatoes.

Will nodded and felt sad for her, he knew she was Jewish and Christmas was just a normal day for her but this time of the year, people should not be alone no matter what religion. "Well if you're up for it, I was going to choreograph some moves before school starts. I was gonna do it later on tomorrow…you know after I've been to my parents,"

Rachel smiled and accepted it, afterwards they parted way. The next day, they danced and laughed. Will had forgotten Rachel was his student, and they shared their issues and ambitions in life. Will learnt things about Rachel he never knew she'd want and vice versa. After that Christmas day, they met every other day until school started, but with the beginning of term it also meant that they saw very little of each other unless it was in glee club or Spanish class. She missed him. Then one evening after glee practice, Rachel had told him about an audition she was going to, he had been happy. "Problem is, there's this part where I have to dance to Salsa, I'm not that good with that style of dancing Mr Schue," she told him sadly, "so chances of me getting the part are low,".

"Really? It's easy, C'mon, I'll teach you the principles," he grinned and jumped up reaching his hand for hers.

She bit her lip hesitating, but took his hand. Their eyes met and they smiled at each other before, they started. He taught her each step, and after she got the gist, Rachel laughed as he began to sing to the Lambada, "You know Portuguese?" she asked as he sang.

"A little," he laughed through his singing, and then span her around the stage. When he caught a scent of her hair, he breathed in delight before pulling her back to him. His eyes poured into hers, before they fell to her pouty lips that he desperately wanted to touch. Her cheeks flushed as she looked at him. Her face was so close to his, she could practically feel his breath touching her skin and before anything else could happen; Will dipped her back for the final part of the dance. Noticing how this position made her slender neck, look elegant and easily accessible to his lips, he gulped. If he just dipped his own head, closer to hers… and unknowingly that's what he did, and as he breathed her scent in he groaned very gently. Rachel looked up at him wondering if she had just imagined his groan when she noticed his close proximity. It sent exciting shivers up her spin. Their face was so close she could see his light eyes darkening. "Will," she whispered and just as fast as it had happened, Will returned them to their original place, and then rushed out, leaving her alone on stage. ***

Rachel returned to reality when the water started to get cold, and with a shiver, she reached for her towel and wrapped it around her cold body. After she got dressed, she made herself some lunch then decided to do some studying for the rest of the afternoon. Graduation was nearly here, but before that could happen, she'd have to pass all of her exams.

Will paced around his apartment, not really knowing what to do, he had noticed Rachel's phone in the bathroom when he heard it ring, and as he grabbed it, he debated whether to keep it or take it back to her. However, he could not do that without it being suspicious to the Berry's, so with a grunt, he decided to wait for her and used his alone time to grade some papers. He took pity on the papers from students that simply wrote "No Entiendo" and gave them half a mark for writing at least something in Spanish. Several hours later, there was a knock at his door, and as he stretched his arms out, he yarned then walked to the front door, just as he opened the door, he smiled from ear to ear, then welcomed her in with a passionate kiss. "Rach, what you doing here? How did you get away?" he asked.

"My dad's went to Nebraska for the weekend and they aren't back until Monday afternoon, so I thought I'd come and keep you company?" she bit her lip and showed him her sleepover bag, "only if that's okay with you,"

He kissed her lips once again and wrapped his arms around her hips, "I love that you're here," he replied "I was just marking papers all afternoon,"

She nodded, "I was studying for my exams. I've got a Spanish exam on Monday and I was kinda hoping I'd seduce my teacher for answers," she laughed.

"Not gonna happen Berry," he laughed. "Are you hungry?" he asked walked over to his kitchen table to look over at a takeout menu,"

"YES! Starving," she responded rather eagerly at the thought of food. Walking over to his side to look at the menu, "I've not had Chinese in awhile," she told him. When their food arrived, they argued over who was going to pay for it, and when neither could come up with a deal they were both satisfied with, the delivery boy chipped in and told them to pay individually. So as Will paid for his food, Rachel grabbed the money for her, then paid the boy with a smile on her face.

"You're very stubborn you know?" he told her as he carried the food to the sittingroom.

"That's why you love me," she smiled coyly. As they ate, they watched a repeat episode of American Idol in contentment. "When I was younger, I always wanted to audition for this," she told him. "I couldn't wait to turn 16 to be able to audition,"

"Oh. What happened, why didn't you?"

She blushed and looked away, "It's silly really. Auditions would have required me to miss school. Then when I got further into the competition, which I knew I would," she smiled, "I would have needed to stop attending this school, which meant I wouldn't see you," she bit her bottom lip then looked at him.

"Oh Rach…"

"I know, I was only 16, but the very first time I saw you, I knew I loved you. Not being able to see you, was just too painful," she smiled sadly then perked back up, "besides, I have Broadway plans to achieve."

He smiled with her before he placed his plate on the coffee table before he brought he brushed his lips against hers. "I do love you," he spoke, his breath hot on her lips. She nodded and climbed on to his lap to gain better access to his lips.

"I hope so," she smirked and ran her tongue across his bottom lip before she sucked it, "otherwise I wouldn't be here right now…doing this," her hands ran down his torso, until they curled around the hem of his t-shirt and rapidly pulled the material off of him.

He grinned and began to give her slender neck the same treatment. She tasted good, he thought, and like a hungry addicted man, he craved to taste much more, "You're so beautiful."

A/N: Hey guys, sorry for those who wanted smut. I pinky promise you, the next chapter will be like smutsville! Already got lots of VERY hot, unusual ideas. *Blushes* I just wanted to share with you, their past interaction that led Will to lose his control after all these years. We will also find out what Emma's plans/interrogations are, hopefully by tomorrow before 9pm UK time.