A/N: Haha. Oh god. XD Big ass author's note at the end.

Rating: G/K

"I want to learn an instrument."

"...What?"

"I want to learn how to play an instrument."

"Blaine... Don't you already know how to play piano? AND guitar?"

Blaine shrugged. "I only know a little bit of guitar. And besides, knowing instruments like that is different, because it's an accompaniment to the voice. I get praised on how well I sing, not how well I'm playing."

Kurt laughed. "Then don't sing while you play?"

"It's expected of me though. It's not like I have a choice."

"You always have a choice." Kurt mumbled absently as Blaine continued.

"I want to learn…trombone, or clarinet or something. Something where I use my mouth." Kurt bit back a retort, but already Blaine had found the dirty innuendo and wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Can you make a decision for me?"

Kurt sighed. "What do you want to learn?"

"I don't really care."

"You're not making this very easy for me. Do you want to go to a music store maybe? We could look at the instruments."

Blaine nodded with a grin, and Kurt grabbed his keys.

^.^

They stepped in, and were immediately bombarded with questions from a helpful assistant.

"Hi! Can I help you?"

"Yes, actually." Kurt grinned. "Blaine wants to learn an instrument, and he doesn't really know which one he wants."

The man smiled. "Alright, do you have any previous experience with music?"

"I play the piano, and a bit of guitar."

"Alright, and how do you go reading the sheet music? Is it easy?"

Blaine nodded.

"Alright good, that gives us a starting point. The piano sheet music is written on the staff in Treble Cleff. Considering you know how to read it, we should try and aim towards instruments with their music written the same way."

Blaine nodded, taking Kurt's hand as they followed the man towards the shelves of instruments.

"So these are your choices…"

"Thank you." Kurt grinned as he walked away. He glanced at Blaine. "See any that you like?"

Blaine sighed. "The violin looks cool, but there's room for singing there."

Kurt frowned. "Who sings along to a violin?"

"I could." He stated simply and Kurt laughed. "Clarinet is an obvious favourite…I don't want to learn flute – my arms would get sore."

He walked along the rack, his eyes falling on a particular instrument.

"That one!" he grinned, beckoning Kurt over. "This one!"

"A saxophone?"

He nodded excitedly. "I always liked saxophones…"

Kurt shrugged. "Sounds good. You just have to promise me never to play it in my presence while you're beginning."

Blaine looked offended. "But I'll be good!"

"When you're beginning?"

Blaine nodded. "I'm Blaine Anderson. Of course it'll sound great while I'm beginning."

Kurt laughed. "You're modest."

"And awesome."

Kurt shook his head. "Come on…"

Blaine nodded, ushering the man over. They paid for it – along with a few books on fingering and mouth positions – to which Blaine made some dirty remarks about – before they got in the car.

"I'm excited!" Blaine grinned.

"Do you want me to drop you home?" Kurt asked, a small grin on his lips.

"I thought I was spending the night with you…"

Kurt chuckled. "Yes, but knowing you, you'll take it out as soon as we get home and you won't put it down until you've at least played one song fluently…"

"What's wrong with that?"

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "I was serious…you're not playing it around me."

Blaine pouted. "Please…?"

"No."

"What if I buy you earplugs…?"

Kurt seemed to consider this.

"…Maybe."

A/N: So we have a dilemma. We have an 80 or so page story that we would like to upload here. However, we are unsure as to how to go about this. We could split it into 5 or so chapters with the same name, to make it easier to read and not lose your place every time you come back to it. Or we could upload the thing in it's entirety and watch you fail. :) Your choice though. Thoughts?