Story: From Unexpected Places

By: Ruby Lis

Pairing: Kurt/Sam, established but secret relationship, set after "Duets".

Rating: Mature-language, abuse, non-graphic violence, anti-gay slurs, attempted suicide

Summary: When a picture of Kurt kissing Sam surfaces, Sam's parents want Kurt arrested.

Disclaimer: Glee belongs to Ryan Murphy. Kermit the Frog belongs to Jim Henson Productions. Taste the rainbow belongs to Skittles.

PART ONE

"Hey, Hummel, taste the rainbow!"

Kurt Hummel flinched as multi-colored slushies pelted him. He fumbled blindly for the restroom door until a hand pressed firmly on his back guiding him forward. He heard someone turn on the faucet. A moment later, he felt a wet paper towel wiping blueberry slushie from his face. He looked up and saw his rescuer. Sam Evans. Watching him with a grin that left Kurt breathless.

"My Kermit eyed guy is looking a little blue."

Kurt gave him a withering glance. "Do I look like a frog to you?"

Wordlessly, Sam scooped a handful of lime green slushie from Kurt's hair and plopped it in the sink. Kurt shook his hair, showering Sam in a colorful confetti of ice crystals. Sam backed away with a laugh, surrendering the sink to Kurt so he could rinse his hair.

"Meet me in the basement after Glee."

Kurt arched an eyebrow. "Steve McQueen may be at home in a basement, Alexander McQueen and I are not."

"Suit yourself. I can always ask Mercedes."

Kurt hmphed, momentarily offended at being dismissed so easily. He quickly resumed his usual cool demeanor. "Fine, I'll be there."

Sam hand him more paper towels. "Is Rachel singing the song you picked for her today?"

Kurt smiled coyly. "Actually, I had someone else in mind when I selected it."

Sam blushed but looked pleased. "Think she knows?"

"The only thing Rachel Berry knows-or cares to know-is that she will be singing Streisand."

"Mm. Missed a spot." Kurt shivered as Sam licked an icy trail of blueberry syrup from his throat.

"You are so-"

"-wicked?" Sam finished with a mischievous grin.

Kurt laughed, appreciating Sam's quick witted reference to his favorite musical. He fisted his hands into Sam's sweater and playfully tugged him closer for a kiss.

"C'mere, naughty boy."

With the water still running in the sink, neither of them heard the click of Jacob Ben Israel's camera.