"So we have Sue Sylvester on our side now?" Blaine asked in amusement. Then shook his head as he realized something. "That really shouldn't make me feel comforted." He decided. Kurt's laughter rung out at him.

"I know. But, it's just so odd. It was almost like Coach Sylvester was being….nice." the sentence was so foreign on Kurt's tongue that it took him a few seconds to say it.

"Haha. Yeah, but aren't you the one that usually says you're not a box, you have more than four sides? I'm sure Sue isn't a box either." Blaine nodded.

"Good point." Kurt conceded.

"Kurt! Someone's here to see you!" Burt called up to him. Blaine heard it through the phone.

"Okay, I'll let you go. I'll call you back later." Blaine gave him a goodbye. "Love you dollbaby." He added, grinning cheesily. Kurt rolled his eyes.

"Love you too babydoll." He cooed back. Blaine shut his phone with a chuckle.

"l take it that was our Warbler from another school?" David and Wes appeared out of nowhere. Blaine nodded.

"Yeah." He agreed, and bit his lip. "I'm taking him to McKinley's prom. But I'm afraid." He let them know. Wes and David sat on either side of him.

"Of course you are. You have every right to be." Wes reasoned. David bobbed his head in agreement.

"Think of it this way, you know Kurt has his step brother and all his big football friends. They won't let anything hurt Kurt. And, they will protect him no matter what." David explained. Blaine slowly nodded his head.

"That's true." He conceded. Wes clapped him on the back.

"Besides, no matter what we have your back, and by extension, Kurt's back!" he chirped cheerfully. Blaine laughed.

"Thanks, you guys." He nodded.

Kurt's eyes widened in surprise at his guest. "Come upstairs." He finally decided after a few seconds, leading the former cheerio up to his bedroom.

"How may I help you?" Kurt asked curiously, sitting on his bed, crossing his legs and primly folding his hands over his knee. The ex-cheerio sat across from him at his desk. She took a deep breath, before bursting.

"I'm a lesbian, and I'm in love with Brittany." Santana declared. Kurt's mouth dropped open for a few seconds, before he managed to close it.

"Interesting." Kurt nodded, "What is it that you came to me for?" he asked gently, seeing the normally beyond tough Latina's eyes fill with tears.

"It's just…I heard about you and your boyfriend, obviously," Santana rolled her eyes, snorting at herself, "It's just…." She repeated, searching for the words, "so stunned that you can be so brave and strong. Kurt, I want that so bad. I want to be out and proud and with Brittany." She breathed out through her nose. "I want you to help me. Even if I can't be with Brittany, she's with Artie, I want to come out, to everyone. Not just the Glee club, the entire school." Santana declared.

"Are you sure?" Kurt asked, "It took me a long time to decide that, and the thing is, you have the ability to be obscure. I was obviously gay, but if you hadn't just come out to me, I would have never guessed." He explained. "Have you thought about this?" he probed gently.

"Yes." Santana nodded, "I know this is going to be bad for my reputation. People, guys in particular, like sexy lesbians, they don't like real lesbians." Kurt nodded his agreement. "So will you help me?" she requested. Kurt smiled gently, unfolding his legs and hands. He leaned forward, grabbing her hand.

"Of course I will." Kurt immediately granted.

"So, apparently I'm now the gay fairy godfather to all those in sexuality crisises." Kurt explained to Blaine later that night. He and Santana had just finished their plans. First, she would come out to New Directions, but she wouldn't hint about her and Brittany. Next, well, they would figure that out as they go.

"Oh?" Blaine jumped on to his bed in his dorm room, "Do tell?"

"Santana is a lesbian." Kurt let the cat out of the bag. Blaine's eyebrows flew up.

"Really?" he asked in surprise.

"Yes. So, we came up with a plan. First, she's coming out to ND, then to the school, then I'm going to help her win over her going to be girlfriend." Kurt nodded, "Who, by the way, is Brittany."

"Well, since I knew Santana was a lesbian, it really doesn't surprise me that she likes Brittany." Blaine nodded.

"She loves Brittany." Kurt corrected. "And I think Brittany loves Santana too, but she loves Artie too."

"It's going to be difficult if they do get together." Blaine acknowledged.

"If you love the person, it's worth it." Kurt whispered.

"It is." Blaine affirmed, "I love you Kurt."

"I love you too Blaine." Kurt replied, "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Kurt watched Santana as they both stood in front of the entire glee club, plus Mr. Schue. To say that the members were confused to see the male diva and sassy Latina standing together as comrades was an understatement.

"Well, Santana and…Kurt have something they want to share with us." Mr. Schue gestured to them after a few silent, awkward moments.

"Actually, Santana has something she wants to share." Kurt nodded to his new comrade. She took a deep breath, eyes scanning among her fellow glee members, her friends, her family. She held her head up high, proudly.

"I'm a lesbian." She declared. No need to beat around the bush. Santana was bold, and they all knew it. Screw singing about it. Not this time.

Silence for a few seconds. Kurt slipped his hand into Santana's as he saw her nervousness start to crack through her façade.

"Well, I for one, think this is great. It's good that Santana can finally be truthful about who she is. And Santana, if you need any information, perhaps my Dads can help. Obviously you're not a gay male, but you-"

Santana burst into laughter, that almost turned into tears at the same time.

"I have never been so happy for your rambling Berry!"

That broke the silence, and suddenly everyone was talking at once. Brittany got up prancing over. "I don't think you're a dolphin. I still think you're a shark. You're strong like a shark." She declared, hugging her best friend, and soon enough….

It was one of those infamous New Directions group hugs.

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