Quick one-shot I thought of while walking back to my dorm and listening to Darren Criss on my iPod.

"Thanks for driving me to school," said Kurt. He was embarrassed. When his car wouldn't start this morning and Mercedes wouldn't answer her phone, he had been worried about missing their early morning Glee club. When he had called Blaine and he was able to come and get him, however, things had worked out.

"No problem, Kurt," said Blaine. Show tunes played softly in the background as the pulled up to McKinley High School. "Sucks about your car, though."

"Yeah," said Kurt. "That's the charm of your dad being an aeromechanic though - free service for fixing stuff." Blaine laughed.

"Last stop," said Blaine, pulling up to the drop off lane. "You need a ride home, too?"

As much as Kurt wanted to say "yes" and spend more time with Blaine later today, he decided that would be too clingy. They had only known each other for a week. "No, I can ask Mercedes for a ride. Thanks though."

"Have a good day Kurt," said Blaine before Kurt shut the door and walked to the Glee room.

When Kurt got to Glee, he sat next to Mercedes and told her that his car died. "Oh, I'm sorry," she said pulling her phone out of her bag. Mr. Shue was talking, but not many people were listening to him just yet. "My phone was on silent."

"That's ok. I got a ride," he said.

"With who?" she asked.

Kurt was opening his mouth, about to answer when the very voice of the name he was about to say reached his ears. "Sorry, I hope I'm not interrupting."

Kurt looked up. Blaine was standing there in the door of the classroom. He walked over to Mr. Shue. "And you are…?" asked Mr. Shue.

"I'm Blaine," he said. "Sorry. I just had to drop something off for Kurt." Blaine held up Kurt's song book, filled with the lyrics that Glee club was doing. Blaine walked over to Kurt. Kurt stood, unsure of what he should do. "You left it in my car," said Blaine, smiling.

Kurt laughed. "Heh, silly me."

"Wait a second," said Rachel. "You're from Dalton Academy." Of course, Blaine was wearing his uniform. He was on his way to school, too. Everyone started muttering.

"Fraternizing with the enemy, Kurt?" asked Puck. "We told you to go spy on those Dalton kids, not find yourself a boyfriend."

Kurt blushed. Of course Puck would say something like that.

"And you probably looked at Kurt's song book," said Rachel. "You'll know exactly what's in your hand a Sectionals! Spy!"

Blaine held up his hands in surrender. "Don't worry, sweetheart, I didn't look at your songs. The Warblers want to beat you guys far and square."

Mr. Shue put a hand on Blaine's shoulder. "I believe you, but we have been burned in the past by this kind of thing. I hope you are honest." Blaine nodded. "Ok, we must ask you to go. Thanks for stopping by, but we have to start our practice."

"Of course." Before Blaine left, he turned to Puck. "Oh, and Kurt isn't my boyfriend."

Kurt felt mortified. He wasn't sure what he was expecting from this relationship with Blaine. Actually, he did. He wanted to be with him….apparently, Blaine didn't.

Blaine walked to the door, his hands in his pockets. Then he turned around and added, "Not yet, anyway." Then he winked at Kurt and slipped out of the door.

Oh.

Oh.

The rest of the Glee club was silent. They were just as surprised as Kurt. None of them had ever seen Kurt romantically involved with anyone (not counting Brittney), while the rest of them gallivanted off with all sorts of the opposite sex.

Kurt couldn't stop smiling at Blaine's comment.

Mercedes elbowed him in the waist. "Kurt, who the hell was that and why didn't you tell me about him?" Kurt laughed and promised her the juicy details.

Of course, Kurt and Blaine would probably have to make their own juicy details soon.