A/N: alot of people have ask if Top!Kurt is a usual thing or if it was just that one time..well... Kurt is an exclusive top, never bottomed! It's going to be interesting if Puck and Kurt ever find them selves in a certain situation to calls for one of them to become submissive... Muwahaha!

Please Review, Makes me do a happy dance, plus it's great motivation to work faster.

Chapter 3: Lima Bean Promises

Brittana skipped down the halls of Mckinely High connected by pinkies, their objective was a simple one. Get Noah and Kurt to go on a date without realising it's a date and step one was finding said people in the busy flood of students who made their way to their first lessons of the day.

"I totally feel like a flying naked baby right now" Brittany squealed with excitement, pushing her way through the crowd and casually eating other students snacks along the way.

"I know right, who would of though playing cupid would be so fun. It gives me a warm feeling in my heart knowing we are trying to help, it's like if I do this one good thing, I have an excuse to continue being a complete bitch without feeling guilty, ya know" Santana smiled and looked at her girlfriend who nodded enthusiastically in return. "Plus it's my duties as a kick arse best friend to subtly force Noah and Kurt to fall in love.

"Wait, who's Noah, I thought we were making Kurt fall for Puck?" Brittany scrunched up her face in confusion as she allowed the feisty Latina to steer her toward the bleachers. Choosing to ignore the off handed comment of the ditzy blonde, Santana pointed her finger to the top of the bleachers to signal she had found her best friend, sitting alone as usual.

"Now remember that he can't find out about our secret plan, OK gorgeous?" Santana whispered as they began their approach to a lonely Puck who was staring towards the football field looking lost and dare it be said, a little pathetic.

"Got it. Oh hey Puck, imagine seeing you here" Brittany said theatrically as she sat down in Noah's lap, causing the mohawked teen to look at her in surprise and displeasure.

"Ladies, what do I owe the pleasure?" Noah sighed, gently pushing the blonde Cheerio off his lap so she settled into his side instead, her fingers dancing through his limited hair.

"And why aren't you on your way to class?" Santana asked, raising her eyebrow as she stared down at the bored looking boy. It was a stupid question really, a more appropriate one would be 'why are you in class' if he ever bothered to turn up. Santana knew Puck hated school, hell she hated school, but in order to get out of Lima forever she knew that she had to bit the bullet for a short period of her life to finally achieve that goal. Unfortunately Puck either didn't realise this, or simply didn't care.

"Got math first, so I'm waiting for the nurse's office to open for some much needed shut eye, didn't sleep much last night" Puck answered, causing an eye roll from the Latina and Brittany to mutter something about 'not knowing the math lessons were held in the nurse's office'

"Well whatever, we are going to the Lima Bean for lunch today, my treat. I miss you. I've been so preoccupied with studying, stopping Brittany getting lost in her own home and preparing for both Glee and Cheerio's nationally that I've barely seen you in weeks" Santana spoke confidently, leaving no room for argument. If Noah had half a brain cell, he wouldn't even attempt it.

"Whatever, not going to pass down free food" Noah muttered, lounging back to get in a more comfortable position. Santana smirked as she leant down and placed a kiss on his mouth and grabbed Brittany before saying her goodbyes and walking back to the school.

"Stage one complete, next stage -"

"Hummel" Santana completely her girlfriends sentence as they walked back through the halls.

Kurt had been in a good mood all morning, something he both relished and felt guilty over. Surely breaking up with your first love was meant to be a bad thing right? So why did Kurt feel so happy about it? Blaine had taken it fine as well, he seemed to mirror Kurt's delight this morning on the way to school. It's like they set each other free and were simply grateful of the other for their experiences and memories. The only awkwardness was a moment when they separated for lesson and both leaned in for a kiss goodbye, before realising that they weren't supposed to do that anymore. Instead they settled for a weird one armed hug thing the jocks always do. The memory caused Kurt to shiver for comparing himself with such Neanderthals.

As he sat at the back of the library, choosing to ignore the two kids making out at the back row, hidden by bookshelves, he saw his two favourite Cheerio's approaching, each wearing a mischievous smirk on their faces.

Oh no, this can't be good, I know that scheming smirk. He would like the retract his statement about these being his favourite cheerio's now, give him a pregnant, hormonal Quinn or an angry Becky Jackson over these two, in full on scheme mood, anyday.

"Santitney, how can I help" Kurt asked, faking confidence. He knew woman like these, those scary lesbians who feed on fear and drink tears and such. Sure he loved Brittany and Santana fiercely, but fuck if he was foolish enough to trust them completely. No, in the presence of the anti-christ twins, you had to be on you're A Game, or else they would eat you alive and spit out your bones to use as jewellery.

"Me and Britt are taking Puckerman to lunch at the Lima bean today as a thank you for trying to keep the team together and subsequently getting his fine ass kicked cause of it, and you're joining us" Santana said, a second time leaving no argument in her declaration.

Kurt gulped. He had to play this safe, he needed more info without making it seem like he was denying her invitation. He had no problem going to the Lima Bean for lunch, he had nothing else planned after all. It's just Brittany gave him a headache after long periods of time, Santana had that scary look in her eye that proved this was part of something way bigger and Puck was never the easiest person to hold a proper conversation with. Also, the fact the Kurt had been singled out, out of everyone in the school to join them made him nervous.

"As much as I appreciate his attempts of team building and yes that boy has a smoking ass, why me? Why are you asking me to join your party, why not Finn?"

"Um.. Because Puck totally only dressed up as sexy, sexy Lola because you refused to do so, so you pretty much got Puck beaten up so you should apologise" Brittany stated, smiling dreamily. Kurt's eyes widen on this statement. Yes, Puck did him a favour of sorts, but it was mainly for the team, not Kurt in specific but he didn't cause Puck to get bashed in, the ignorant bigot pigs of this school did that. He was sorry for Puck's misfortune of being their victim but he did in no way cause it to happen.

"Fine I'll go come along, not out of guilt, because what you said Britt is insane. I won't apologise for something that was out of my control and I never played a hand in, but I will thank him for trying to get Coach Sylvester off my case"

"Perfect, we dine at 1pm. Later Hummel" Santana said, turning away and sauntering out of the library with her girlfriend, leaving a clearly shaken Kurt in their wake. I think that went well, considering. I'm neither dead nor maimed so that counts right?

"We invited Kurt Hummel by the way" Santana explained as her, Brittany and Noah sat themselves in a booth in the coffee shop with their drinks in one hand and bagels in another. The Lima bean had a funny smell lingering in the air and was somehow always filled with the Gay Dalton school students, which was weird because their school in Westerville was like a 2 hour drive from this place. But the coffee was orgasmic and their bagels were so good, it should be illegal.

"Why?" Puck asked as he busied himself adding sugar to his drink.
"Because-" Kurt's voice spoke from behind them "you bitches are my friends, I'm thirsty and I want to say thank you Noah for yesterday" Kurt concluded as he joined the three popular teens in the booth.

"Whatever, and don't call me Noah" Puck shrugged, not looking up from his drink causing him to miss Kurt rolling his eyes.

God Noah, don't be so fucking difficult. Anyway next stage ready to be put into action. Santana mused and subtly elbowing Brittany in the ribs, alerting her to start stage three. Letting out a startled yelp at being nudged, Brittany got to her feet.

"Oh shit, I've just… Um.. Started my period, er… Santana I need your help or… something" the ditzy blonde stated in a robotic voice.

Face palming herself, Santana also got to her feet and pulled out $20 and placed it on the table then linked her arm with her girlfriends. "Whatever, it's time for this third wheel to make tracks, you two hoes stay here and enjoy the lunch, we'll see you back at school" she stated, sniggering at the look of confusion on Noah's face and the controlled panic on Hummels.

"and use a condom" Brittany yelled over her shoulder as Santana pushed her out the door of the café.

Sat in a very awkward and uncomfortable silence, the two boys simple kept their eyes on their drinks while Puck continued eating his bagel. Neither boy had been only in the others company and it was painful obvious that Brittana had planned this.

"Not hungry?" Puck asked in an attempt to break the silence. His mouth full of food making Kurt wince.

"Nope" Kurt answered simply, unsure how to proceed with the abysmal conversation starter.

"Kay! Erm.. How's Blaine?"

"Wouldn't know, we broke up last night" Kurt shrugged, keeping his eyes on the stream emitting from his cup. He hadn't told anyone yet and hearing it allowed somehow made it finally.

"Shit, sorry" Puck said nervously. What else do you say to something like that anyway. Sure he was surprised that the power couple that was Klaine had split up but he didn't really give a shit, but obviously he couldn't tell Hummel that.

"Don't be" Kurt exhaled, finally looking up into Puck's hazel eyes. dear Gaga, hazel eyes, that damn colour was what caused him to fall in love with Blaine. Down boy, Behave! Clearing his throat, the young diva continued "it was a mutual thing, we both work better as friends, we always knew it subconsciously, I guess we just stuck together because we didn't want to be alone, ya know?"

"yeah, I know that feeling" Puck muttered to himself before straightening up and leaning forward on his elbows "Listen Hummel, I wanted to apologise for being a total dick to you for years" Puck took a moments pause to suppress a laugh at seeing Kurt's comical face of shock. "I was a total douche dude, I never really realised what it was like properly until yesterday. The humiliation is the worst bit.

Taking a moment to compose himself from the most genuine apology he had ever heard from the mowhawked teen, Kurt caught a glimpse of deep underlying pain lingering in Puck's eyes. How long had that been there? "Apology well and truly accepted, in all honesty Noa- Puck, I forgave you along time ago when you defended me against Karosky. And I apologise for calling you a Lima Loser" Kurt finished, offering a shy smile.

"Don't be, that's exactly what I am, I'm not graduating, I can't support my family and my dick gets me in more trouble then its worth" Puck shrugged, smiling although the smirk didn't reach his eyes, in fact, it look pretty painful. Replaying what the tanned teen had just confessed, Kurt let out a small gasp.

"Wait! You're not graduating? Why?"

"Cause I'm a fucking idiot, I'm flunking all my classes and no-one gives a fuck about me to realise I'm struggling" Puck spat, venom clearly obvious in his voice. Kurt didn't know what to say, so simply didn't say anything at all for a long time. Deep in thought as he processed this information. Puck, oh fuck that stupid name, Noah, looked completely defeated.

"That's it, enough of this pity party, you are gonna graduate because I've just become your tutor, no questions asked, I'm completely done with my studies and I'm the top in my class so I'm more then qualified to help" Kurt declared, pushing his empty coffee cup aside and getting to his feet, preparing to leave.

"Why? I mean why would you help me, we barely like each other" Puck asked in confusion as he mirrored the smaller boys actions.

"Because, you're a fellow Gleek and I do actually like you Puckerman, believe it or not" Kurt spoke softly as he paid the bill with Lopez's money. "Never leave a man behind"

"Dude, you are way too kind for your own good, you know that right?" Puck laughed his first genuinely laugh in days, weeks perhaps as he opened the door, letting the countertenor slip through first.

"Don't call me dude, and I've been accused of that in the past, yes" Kurt chuckled in response as he walked up to his Navigator. "I don't know what Santitany are up to, but I'm pretty sure they meant for that to be a date in there" the blue eyed boy declared as he got into his driver seat, shutting the door behind him and rolling down his window.

"Yeah they are pretty fucked up, them two. And no offence princess, you not exactly Puckzilla's type" Puck stated with a cheeky wink as he sat on the hood of his own beat up truck.

"And no offence to you when I say you couldn't handle me even if I were. I'll be at yours after school tonight to study" Kurt smirked smugly when he saw Puck's eyebrows raise in shock over his some-what flirty behaviour. "Goodbye Noah" He finished as he pulled out of the parking lot and headed back to school.

"Don't call me Noah!" Puck yelled humorously at the car speeding off. Left alone in the parking lot, Puck ran his hands through his Mohawk and attempted to fight off the smile on his face that felt so odd to have in recent months. Kurt fucking Hummel He laughed to himself as he got into his truck to return to school.

Unfortunately, this chapter was merely the calm before an extremely explosive storm.