new chapter :)

A/N:recent episode of Glee S04E19 Sweet dreams... Pucks hair looks delicious. so wish i went to that university.

Chapter 8: Meet the Puckerman's.

The next 20 seconds were filled with nothing but stares and the most loudest silence Kurt had ever heard. On impulse the young pale boy had slipped his hand into the hand of his bronzed team-mate, who gripped it painfully tight, yet Kurt never made any protest. Blaine had recovered from the initial shock first and dragged his eyes from his new boyfriend down to where Kurt and Noah's fingers were entwined, the confusion evident on his face. Noah stood stock still, glaring at the new arrival, his jaw tense and his hand gripping tighter by the second. The poor newbie, Jake, Jake Puckerman to be correct, looked like his was holding his breath, the poor lad had no idea why this was happening, but knew the tension was thick. Only an Idiot wouldn't notice that, talking of idiots -

"Dude, what a mad coincidence, Noah's last name is Puckerman too" Finn spoke behind his best friend, clapping him on the shoulder. Kurt winced at the pain that shot through his hand at that point, but remained silent.

"Oh, Ok" was all Jake could say, eyes travelling over everyone, minus Noah, who's glare was setting everyone on edge.

"Or maybe your like distant relatives or something? Is your Mom a Puckerman, maybe you're both like 8 cousins twice removed or shit?" this is where it would have been wise for Kurt to advice Finn to shut the fuck up, because things were falling into place at a rapid speed. The more Kurt stared unashamedly at young Jake, the more it became clear. Yet he was stunned silent and if the remaining death grip on his hand was anything to go by, Noah was starting to slowly realise aswell.

"Nah, my dead beat dad was one, don't know anyone on his side of the family, maybe you've heard of him, Elijah Puckerman?"

Several things happened at once at that moment. Noah growled (which was the sexiest sound Kurt had ever heard and would have gone start to his groin if the situation was different) and launched himself at Jake, Finn dived forward to hold his best friend back, with the aid of Santana (Gucci, I didn't even realise she was so close, super Latina ninja lady), Rachel screamed that infamous high F in overdramatic terror, Blaine dived in front of Jake in order to protect his new man (what was with him jumping in front of things, talk about rock salt slushie reprised) and Kurt, finally free of his poor limp hand, dashed to the kitchen and picked up a stash of plates from the cupboard.

"Noah!" Kurt yelled over the noise as he returned from the kitchen. He had expected Noah to either ignore him or turn around and channel is anger onto Kurt, his childhood victim, a familiar. What he hadn't expected, was for the Jewish Adonis to stop his attack instantly and shot Kurt a painful look of desire, confusion and hurt. A look that clearly projected 'save me from this pain' even if Noah knew it or not. "Back garden, now" Kurt ordered, pushing the plates into the boys hands. The look Noah gave the pale countertenor as he took the plates before disappearing out the back door was poetically beautiful, Kurt thought, vulnerable yet grateful.

"Hey Jake the Trouser Snake, how have you been keeping?" Santana asked once everything was starting to calm down.

"Santana" Jake greeted with a half nod of the head, clearly confused and wanting answer. How Santana and Jake knew each other was a mystery, but one that could be settled later, Kurt thought.

"Blaine, Jake, do come in" Kurt said with a cheering smile, always the good host, even if everything has turned to shit.

"What the fuck is that guy's problem?" Jake asked irritably, shrugging of Blaine's hand from his shoulder.

"Dude, and Noah, that's the dude who nearly ripped your face off by the way, have the same dad, you're like brothers or something" Finn said in awe.

Noah didn't know how Kurt knew that plates would be a good idea, he presumed Kurt was a gay witch or something. The evidence was there, the super high singing voice, reaching notes that no normal human male could reach. The ability to be friendly and polite in the face of your enemy, forgiving even. And not to mention he releases this weird invisible scentless gas or something, that makes people want to fuck him, sexuality be damned apparently. But whether Kurt was a sexy, fuckable, gay witch with a voice like an angel or not, Noah was grateful for the plates. The plates in which he was currently smashing against the wall.

He knew perfectly well not to have attacked that kid, but Noah was pissed and on impulse, decided to try strangle to messenger. The messenger that also happened to be his fucking half brother. His dad had haunted him for years through memory and just when he was slowly trying to recover, the loser had sent a physical form of his betrayal right to his face.

Noah wasn't stupid, he knew his dad thought himself a rockstar, so it was inevitable that he would spread his seed around town and make lots of little Puckling's with various woman. What Noah hadn't counted on, was the douche would do it so close to home, nor had he been expecting to actually bump into any of them. Oh god, what if he had fuck a Puckling girl and didn't know about it?

But from the sounds of it, that kid, Jake, hated Elijah aswell, obviously the dude didn't do a very good job the second time around either, or was his family the first? He was older than Sarah for sure, so he obviously had two families on the go at once. Come to think about it, he did hear his Ma mention something about a slut waitress, was said slut this kids mom? The fact that Elijah hadn't treated this Jake any better than he had him or his sister, brought him a little peace. It wasn't that he hated new kid, or was glad that his childhood had been fatherless too, it was more of a confidence boast for Noah, knowing it wasn't him, wasn't his own fault for his father's escape. Seems Elijah lives by the theory of 'hump 'em then dump 'em'. sign of a true Puckerman if there was ever one. Noah should know, he carries on that legacy.

That thought alone made bile rise in his throat, for all the years he had fucked and chucked his girls, he had been proving his Ma right, he was just like his dad. It was hard enough for his Ma that her eldest boy look like her douche of an ex husband, let alone behaved like him. She had a right to be distant, lingering hate for Elijah and fear of a repeat performance from his Puckling's made his Ma retreat, protect her heart from hurt. All of a sudden, he didn't hate her anymore, he never really did, he just didn't get her behaviour and now that he understood, he swore to change. No more random hook-ups, the next person who shares his bed will be with someone who he will care about and who will hopefully care about him in return. That mysterious girl will be single when he pursuits her, she will be treated like the princess she is and he'll try extra, extra hard not to get pissed when she's on the rag and all hormonal and shit. He would just lay low that week, if he wanted someone who was bitchy, he would hang with Kurt, at least he'll still be able to fuck.

Actually Kurt wasn't that same ice queen he was back in the day, since coming back from that gay school, he became a lot more… human. Nicer and considerate, slimmer, taller and more confident. Whatever Blaine Warbler did to that boy, he did it right. Now Kurt was single and needed a new man to continue treating him like a princess. Wait, Kurt, Gay witch fuckable Kurt was now single and needed to be treated like a princess. I need a single fuckable princess -

"Noah" Rachel Berry's voice interrupted his thoughts. "Do you want to come inside and meet your brother?"

"Isn't this mad" Blaine asked Kurt as they both prepared sandwiches for the group. "Who would have thought, I'm dating a Puckerman" he squealed with delight. Kurt simply rolled his eyes and gave a faux smile. He was happy for Blaine, kind of. But there was a hint of bitterness there, it had only been two days since they broke up and Blaine had already found someone else? Was Kurt really that replaceable? Had they been together the whole time? These questions, Kurt never wanted answered, too save his sanity and relationship with his best friend if anything.

"Where did you and Jake meet?" Kurt questioned.

"He's enrolling at McKinley next year, so he was touring the school while you guys were on senior ditch day. I was the one who help show him around, since then we've been talking abit and last night we met up and it kind of happened." Blaine said, excitement clear in his voice. Gosh he was so oblivious bless him, but at least it answered the question on cheating, Kurt supposed. "But enough about me, what about you and Puck?"

"What about us?" Kurt asked with his trademark eye roll. What was everyone's fascination with his and Noah's friendship? They had been some-what friends for years now, why was it suddenly so interesting?

"Kurt, you can't be serious, are you really going to deny it? To me of all people? I saw the way you looked at him at the front door, the way you held his hand for support, the way he stopped his attack immediately on your command, the way he looked at your before he left and the way he is looking at you now on his return" Blaine said, giving Kurt a nudge to the ribs to get his attention. Sure enough, Noah was walking in through the back door with Rachel with a twinkle in his eye, hazel eyes that we're staring right at Kurt. He mouthed a silent 'thank you' as he strolled over to Jake and shook his hand.

Kurt and Blaine put the sandwiches on a platter and strolled into the living area and placed the food in the middle of the table. The platter was practically empty soon after, as everyone drove in. Kurt gave a small smile at the group as they ravished their food, a good host enjoyed appreciation.

"Gonna eat?" Noah asked. Why was he pushing this eating thing on him? He wouldn't eat if he wasn't hungry, which he wasn't.

"Just gotta finish me conversation with Blaine first" Kurt said with a smile.

"You guys, aren't planning on…erm.. Getting back together are you?" Noah asked in a whisper. Controlled anger started simmering inside Kurt. Couldn't he talk to boys without hidden agenda. Try to help Noah, get accused of loving him. Speak to Blaine, get accused of rekindling romance. But it wasn't fair to be annoyed at Noah, especially after this new bombshell. At least he was off the topic of trying to get him eat all the god damn time, so to save an argument, he decided to ignore the Jewish boy and instead, dragged Blaine back into the kitchen.

"So, what's the dealio?" Blaine asked with a mouthful of bread, causing Kurt the scrunch up his face in disgust at his best friend.

"There's really not much to tell, Noah needs a friend, I'm being that friend, Santana mentioned he can get clingy or something so I guess that's what it is" Kurt spoke lowly as he opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. "Any feelings he may have, which are none that I know of, aren't real to him. It's his way of showing appreciation"

"So when he makes those dreamy love heart eyes at you, that means…?" Blaine trailed off.

"It means, we are friends and he trusts me, whether he is confusing that for love or not, really isn't my concern, I'm not going to fall for it, nor am I going to lead him on. He's just appreciating his friends company and support" Kurt had a feeling that he would be giving that explanation to a lot of nosey, misinformed people in the near future. Why was it their business to know the components of he and Noah's friendship?

"Does he look at Finn and Satan the same way then?" Blaine asked, with a cocked eyebrow and a sly smirk, presumably meant to throw Kurt off guard. Which it did.

The truth is, last night, it was obvious how much he appreciated his two best friends company, how he looked at them with admiration, in fact, he looked at Kurt that way last night aswell. But today, even he couldn't deny the two different looks he had received from Noah. The look where he was pinned underneath the bigger boy, that look was lust. Not surprising, given the position they were in. but Kurt had never received that look from Noah before, nor did he see it when the Jewish boy looked at Santana last night in her skimpy night dress. The second look, was the one Blaine talked about at the front door. Kurt couldn't explain that look, he had only seen that look on Noah's face when Quinn was carrying Beth. The look of intense devotion. The thought itself made Kurt shiver.

"I've got to go out with the Puckerman's for a while, be a dear and stay and control Rachel" Kurt deflected and he walked out of the kitchen, holding his tongue between his teeth to avoid laughing at his best friends confused face. "Noah, Jake, we are going out, follow me if you may"

"Where we going?" Both Puckerman's asked in unison, causing them to beam at each other and fist bump. At least it was fist bumping into fist and not fists smashing into faces, Kurt thought. Progress.

"Noah, you need more clothes if your staying longer, and Jake, there's a little madam I think you should meet"

"So you and Blaine?" Kurt interrupted. The car journey had been rather loud so far, both boys getting to know each other like typical boys. They argued about favourite games, sports teams, hobbies, talents and all things in-between. All the while, avoiding the Elijah Puckerman situation like the plague. In truth, both brothers seemed to be getting along perfectly, Kurt thought. It reminded him of himself and Finn, completely different people who got on out of respect and a connection.

"What about him?" Jake asked from the back seat as he struggled to get out of a headlock Noah had put him in.

"He's your boyfriend now right?" Kurt reminded him.

"Fuck no!" at this Kurt raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow and looked into the mirror to see the boy. "I'm not gay, no offence. But dude knows how to suck a dick, so I'm keeping him around til I find a girl who can do it better." Jake said smugly. And just like that, all respect Kurt had for this newbie, vanished. Blaine was clearly under the impression that this 'arrangement' was a relationship and obviously this boy had other ideas.

"Ahh, a Puckerman through and through then" Kurt spat, catching Noah's wince. But Kurt didn't care, this boy was about to hurt his best friend, use him then lose him. Just like Puck did. Leaving a trail of broken hearts behind with no remorse. "Well Jake, let me tell you that, Blaine Anderson is the closest, deepest friend I have. Until a few days ago actually, he was my boyfriend, my first love, so I know all about his abilities with his mouth. If you think you are going to take advantage of that, you have another thing coming, I will break your face before you break his heart, do you understand that" Kurt was fuming, he didn't care that this was Noah's little brother, in fact Noah was probably beaming with pride. Unable to stop his rant, he verbalised his latest thought "Ahh Puck, look at that, the apple never falls far from the tree does it, and you didn't even have to train him up to be a badass yourself, no doubt, you will both be sharing tips and maybe even girls before you know it. I did wonder how you met Santana, but now it's clear. Fuck them and chuck them, it's that the old Puckerman motto?"

His rant was met with silence. Jake looked a little put out and a lot pissed off, and Noah just looked plain guilty. Good, Kurt thought. He may understand and respect Noah a lot more these days, but he's still a player, today's random dry hump spectacle proved that. And to think Kurt Hummel had almost become one of the Puckerman's conquests. What if he had gone through with it and continued, would Puck boast to his brother and try share him afterwards? The though made Kurt sick.

When they arrived at Noah's house, Kurt ordered them upstairs, Noah to collect more clothes and for him to introduce Sarah and Jake. Both boys wisely agreed and Noah even avoided eye contact with Kurt and looked like someone had just kicked his puppy. Although he hated that vulnerable upset look on Noah's beautiful face, he still didn't regret his rant, Noah needed to hear that shit at some point if he was to ever try and change.

Mrs. Puckerman was in the living area when they arrived, she barely greeted her own son and didn't even enquire about his guests. Noah whispered that she had just got in from work and was tired, but Kurt didn't care. He needed to talk to this woman.

"Mrs. Puckerman, nice to meet you, My name is Kurt and I'm a friend on your son's" Kurt spoke softly as he entered the living room and sat on the sofa opposite her. In order to do this, he had to be brave, or at least act brave.

"The names Nora and no offence Kid, but why are you talking to me? Shouldn't you be upstairs with your friends?" she said in a bored, dead voice.

"I'm actually here to speak to you about Noah. Are you coming to see him perform at Nationals in Chicago next weekend?" Kurt asked. He had planned this conversation in his head the entire car journey here, but now, putting it into action, Kurt's nerves were staring to play up.

"Can't afford it"

"And you couldn't afford it, all the times that competitions or events were held at the school? What about his football games? I've not seen you there once. Do you know how embarrassing it is for Noah when we finish our performances or he finishes a game and all his team mates run off to their supportive families and he has to go back to the changing rooms or locker room, alone?" Kurt was long gone now, in his place was spiteful, guarded freshmen/sophomore Ice Queen.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Nora yelled jumping to her feet in rage.

"Why the hell do you hate your son?" Kurt screamed back, refusing to be intimidated by this woman. He stood up so they were at eye level. "He loves you and cares for you and you throw it back in his face"

"Get out of my house" the woman sneered. Kurt would have appreciated the intensity of the glare he was receiving had he not wanted to punch her in the face.

"Don't worry, I'm going, and Noah's coming with me"

"Your parents won't want that boy in your house, he's poison"

"My father is a congressman and out of town, so that wont be an issue really, would it?" Kurt snuck his nose up to the woman, he was too good for her. She didn't deserve his time or energy.

"Congressman, what a joke" he heard her mutter under her breath.

"Yes, Congressman Hummel is my father"

Nora Puckerman's face drained of colour immediately, if Kurt didn't know better, he would have thought she was about to faint. Should he help her if she does? Why is she having such a reaction to this news?

"Are you the only child of Burt and Elizabeth Hummel?" She whispered, her eyes now filled with tears. Kurt head was spinning, he went from rage to confusion, now to hurt at the mention of his mothers name, from a complete stranger.

"You knew my Mom?" Kurt asked in an embarrassingly shaking voice.

"Kurt, Baby Kurt, I was you're mothers best friend before her passing" she spoke in an equally wobbly voice. The room wasn't filled with anger no more, just grief and vulnerability in its place. "Kurt I knew your mom in kindergarten, we graduated together. She was there for the birth of Noah and I was there for the birth of you." Kurt couldn't breathe, this was so odd, so new. He had thought Nora Puckerman looked vaguely familiar, but now, he was being assaulted by memories of him and his mom at a park, with a woman who looked like a younger, more vibrant version of the woman standing opposite him. And a boy, around Kurt's age, brown curly hair, hazel eyes, laughing. This woman knew his mother, this woman knew him as a child, what are the coincidences of that? Kurt and Noah were friends back in the day, before sexuality and social status became important. Kurt remembered now.

"Kurt, I'm also your godmother" Nora Puckerman beamed a watery smile and held a weeping Kurt in her arms.

A/N: Making Nora, Kurt's Godmother was a spare of the moment thing, this story writes itself.

this chapter i was originally have Quinn come back to TRY win Noah's heart... i wouldn't have turned into a Quick story, but provided a more troubled road for puckurt, but i put it off... i don't know if I'll ever put her in that role yet. your thoughts on that?

the next chapter will involve a time jump, probably straight to nationals (after tying up lose ends from this chapter of course)

please review and let me know your thoughts and suggestions. thank you for your continued support. Gleeks United!