So this is my first Glee fan- fiction so don't go to harsh on your reviews if i don't quite get the characters down. I wasn't planning on doing a glee fan fiction, but I just love this couple so much that I had to write this story. And I also kind of wanted to throughout the story make Sebastian become the Smooth Criminal I picture in my mind, and maybe by the end of the story Sebastian might actually not just be the one sided Villain but rather a guy with ... feelings? This chapter leads up to and features the Smooth Criminal Sence.

I don't own anything.

Sebastian's P.O.V:

I made my way to Warblers practice, the thought of the guys and how in a matter of a few month we would trash those public school kids put a smile on my face. As I was walking into the room I saw Nick glace over at me, "Now that, Sebastian's finally here let's begin." He started talking about one of our upcoming performances but I could tell no one was listening. I sighed sitting down in one of the couches, resting my hand on the arm rest.

"OK everyone listen up," I said looking around to make sure I had everyone's full and undivided attention. "I know that none of us wanted Blaine to get hit by that slushy, and that I know that I speak for all of us when i say that he ment a lot to everyone, he was an incredible guy, and we still believe that he is a Warbler like us, but the truth is, he picked his side." I looked down thinking about the slushy incident, I felt bad for Blaine, but if he was stupid enough to get in the way then it was his own fault.

"What Sebastian's trying to say is that It's not gonna a help us in any way to sit around and think about what happened. It was an accident, NONE of us are to blame for what happened, we got a hold of what we thought was a regular slushy, now who knows what the store put in those things, maybe there were ice peaces in it, we don't know. So let's try and focus on something we do know. Like that as long as we keep practicing and as long as we stick together we will win at Regional's, and we will be heading to Nationals!" Nick said standing up and making his way to my side, after all he was now Co-captain of the warblers.

And just like that we managed to get the team together again, i could feel my smile growing bigger as the guys got into the song's. After sang a few songs we sat down to continue the meeting. Halfway through the meeting I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out, it was a text

unknown number: Hey Twink - Santana

I looked at the text for a few seconds, who was this chick? I started to think about it until it came to me, she must be one of those McKinley High girls.

I replied back : You got my number from Blaine didn't you - send

It wasn't a question, Blaine was the only one of those losers that I had given the privilege of having my number.

Santana: We need to talk

Me: Is this about the Pinata? - send

It took less then a minute for her to reply

Santana: 3 pm Dalton Music Hall, bring your goons

"Sebastian?" One of the guys asked, I looked up, having apparently zoned out of the whole meeting going on. It was Jeff, "Something wrong?" the Blondie asked, concern evident in his eyes.

"Huh, nah, just got a text from one of the glee losers at McKinley, that Santana chick." I said, looking at my phone.

"Isn't she that Latina bitch, slut, that turned Lesbian?" asked David,

"I guess," not that I should care who she is, she's a girl, I told myself.

"What did she want?" Nick asked,

"She want's us to meet her in our Music Hall in an hour." I said leaning my head back, letting my signature smirk appear. I had Heard a lot about this girl, apparently she was a female version of, me. Though I found it difficult to believe I was planning to have fun seeing if that was even possible.

An Hour Later...

We walked is just as Santana was rushing in from the other door, she seemed kind of pissed.

"Hey Andrew Mccarthy, don't know if you've herd this but Blaine may lose an eye,"I could hear the rest of the guys gasp beside me. I gave her an unimpressed look as I crossed my arms, "The same Blaine who was just besties with most of you not four months ago," I knew what she was trying to do, trying to get us to turn on each other.

"Wait are you serious, is he going to be ok?" He asked, Trent was buying right into her little game, I gave him a glance. Shut up!

"Well sure if he doesn't mind seeing in three Dimensions"

Trent was about to say something but I turned to him, "Trent I got this." Looking back at Santana. "Bummer, about Blaine, he was pretty, he shouldn't have gotten in the way though, that slushy was ment for Kurt."

She gave me a glare, "You may look like a Villein out of a Cheesy 80's high school movie," I cracked a Smirk, this was starting to get fun, "but you should know that I am fully prepared to go all Danny Larusso on your ass." She said as she was making her way towards me. I kept the Smirk plastered on my face. "Admit it you put something in that slushy, what was it ha? Glass, Asphalt?" She asked trying to pry the answer out of me.

I simply looked down at her, giving her the sweetest fake smile I could, "Red Die number six."

She smiled back, "You're a Liar." she said, nodding her head.

"She questioned my honor." I looked around at my fellow Warblers, before turning back around to look at Santana, "I demand Satisfaction in Warbler tradition."

Her eye's widened, "You want to have a duel?" she turned around to look at the last two remaining musicians still packing up in the room. "Cello Guys can you hang back for a second, I'm going to need you for this one." The Cello guys nodded and took there seats in the center of the room.

While they were doing that I turned to the guys around me, "Everyone else clear out, I don't want you to see me make a girl cry." I smirked looking down at Santana. Nick gave me a questioning look but the guy's didn't argue. As soon as the guy's were out of the room the music started.

"Let's just keep this on point," She said, turning around and walking towards the chairs situated around the Celloist's, before taking a seat right in front of the guys. It was as she was walking that I realized for the first time how short her dress really was, and how long her legs looked in those heels. I might be gay but that didn't mean that I couldn't look. After all she was supposed to be the female version of me. And I must say we did both look very hot.

She crossed her leg's allowing for the dress to ride even higher up her legs. I breathed in, resting my hands on two chairs as I tried to compose myself. She gave me a glare, which I shot right back. She crossed her arms as I started to move my way around the circle of chairs towards her.

Sebastian singing , (Santana Singing) Both

Uh, as he came into the window
It was the sound of a crescendo
He came into her apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet, uh!

I had made my way towards her, letting my hands brush over their shoulders. She gasped, as if she had been burned, I kept walking.

She ran underneath the table
He could see she was unable
So she ran into the bedroom
She was struck down, It was her doom

She tilted her head, prompting me to do the same as she got up, walking away from me, towards the Cellist's

Annie are you OK? I sang as I herd her kick in

(So, Annie are you OK?)

Are you OK, Annie? We had made our way back towards each other, walking right past the Cello guys.

(Annie are you OK?)
So, Annie are you OK?
(Are you OK, Annie?)

We sang as we made our way past each other meeting up and then going opposite ways, circling the Cello players.

Annie are you OK?
(So, Annie are you OK?)
Are you OK, Annie?

(Annie are you OK?)
So, Annie are you OK?
we circled around again meeting together at Are you OK, Annie? we sang as she placed her hand on my arm,

She started to walk away from me, with me Chasing her, like a game of Cat and Mouse.

Annie are you OK?
Would you tell us that you're OK
There's a sign in the window

I had made my way to her, singing face to face, before she put her hand on my chest and pushed me back. But I didn't move very far, me and her coming to a stand still.

That he struck you a crescendo Annie
He came into your apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
And then you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down it was your doom

Annie are you OK?
(So, Annie are you OK?)
Are you OK, Annie?

This time it was me that was walking away from her, I could feel the tension rising in the room, and I knew that only half of it was due to the song. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her, all of her.

(Annie are you OK?)
So, Annie are you OK?
(Are you OK, Annie?)

My eye's fallowed her as she walked towards the outside of the circle. Watching her every move.

Annie are you OK?
So, Annie are you OK?
Are you OK, Annie?

I made my way towards Santana, and soon we were once again in each others faces.

You've been hit by
You've been struck by
A Smooth Criminal

We both backed away as the music kept playing. Both of us going opposite ways around the circle of chairs. I was enjoying this much more then I should, considering it was a girl I was dueling with. I didn't know what it was about her but I couldn't keep my eye's off over her, almost running into one of the chair's in the process. I kept my cool, staring her down. And there we were back to cat and mouse. But this time I was on top. We were on opposite sides of the ring when she started singing again. And that's when things really started to speed up, both of us trying to stay ahead. Me trying to catch her, and her trying to stay away.

(I don't know!)
Annie are you OK, Will you tell us, that you're OK
(I don't know!)
There's a sign in the window
(I don't know!)
That he struck you - A crescendo Annie
(I don't know!)
He came into your apartment
(I don't know!)
Left bloodstains on the carpet
(I don't know why baby!)
Then you ran into the bedroom
(I don't know!)
You were struck down
(t was your doom - Annie!
Annie are you OK?

Chair's were being pushed out of the way, mostly by me, as the game was getting more intense.

(Dang, gone it - Baby!)
Will you tell us, that you're OK
(Dang, gone it - Baby!)
There's a sign in the window
(Dang, gone it - baby!)
That he struck you - A crescendo Annie
(Hoo! Hoo!)
He came into your apartment
(Dang, gone it!)
Left bloodstains on the carpet, uh!
(Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!)
Then you ran into the bedroom
(Dang gone it!)
You were struck down
It was your doom - Annie!

You've been Hit by

you've been struck by

A Smooth Criminal

Sorry I had to end it here because I really wanted to post the first chapter but just don't have time to add more. Hopefully I'll start writing the second chapter tomorrow, though it probably wont be as long as this one. So tell me what you think. Continue?