I had some horrible writer's block going that I can't even begin to describe. I wanted to write another type of filling chapter but I figured that getting right to the action was fine.

Kurt had been worried about Blaine the next day, afraid that the other boy would try to talk to him or bring up their conversation but Blaine seemed content to pretend that it never happened. Kurt wouldn't be surprised if it was because of the fact that Blaine just didn't know what to say but Kurt wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Besides, neither one of them had come out of the conversation looking that great all things considered.

It's slow but things go back to what is mostly normal. Blaine finds his niche at the school which seems to be with Quinn and the skanks. Kurt ignores all of Blaine's sexual taunts and comments, pretending that he doesn't secretly like them and pretending even more that he doesn't notice how careful Blaine is around him. He will lean over Kurt, stand by his locker, pester him until Kurt's not sure whether he wants to slap him or kiss him, but Blaine doesn't try to touch Kurt.

Kurt isn't sure why he likes Blaine's attention except that it is just that. Its attention and Kurt supposes that the one thing he can say about Blaine is that it's obvious he finds him attractive and isn't just doing it to mess with him. It makes it easier to not worry about Blaine's intentions. It's harmless and Kurt doesn't let himself get bothered by it.

It's a mistake that finds them in the principal's office. Kurt is pulling his books out of his locker, biting his lip because he refuses to give Blaine the pleasure of seeing him smile. "I know you like it, Kurt. You might as well just give in because I can see the way that your lips are twitching."

"My lips aren't twitching," Kurt responds quickly, too quickly, making it evident that it's a lie and Blaine has to laugh.

Kurt closes his locker with a slam, flicking his lock to lock it and leaning his back against it. "Now isn't that a seductive pose."

"What? Me leaning away from you? I'm glad that you think so," Kurt responds easily, holding his books close to his chest.

Blaine laughs. His laugh has evolved in the weeks that they've been playing this game, becoming more genuine, natural and it sends a thrill through Kurt, to know that Blaine is letting his walls down. Of course, Blaine is still hanging around the Skanks. He still shoves kid's heads in toilets (although he doesn't participate in the Slushie tosses thank goodness) and kicks his feet up on the desks. He causes trouble (although Kurt is pretty sure that the fire in the Science class really was an accident). He's the kind of student that the football team doesn't mess with no matter what characteristics he might possess to make him a target.

Kurt smirks as Blaine leans forward, one hand resting on the locker next to Kurt and Kurt won't admit that he's leaning forward as well. "You know, Kurt, I-"

He's cut off as he's shoved, pushing into Kurt hard and Kurt gasps as his head is slammed hard into the locker. The football player who was responsible laughs, walking off quickly because while he may have the nerve to shove him, he doesn't have the nerve to face the consequences.

"Shit, Kurt, are you okay?" Blaine asks, hands moving helplessly next to Kurt, unwilling to touch Kurt without his permission even as Kurt closes his eyes, sliding down the locker to sit.

"Blaine Anderson!"

They both look up as Mr. Shuester comes towards them, weaving in and out of students who won't move out of his way. "Mr. Shuester, I'm-" Kurt starts, lifting up a hand to touch the back of his head, knowing that he's going to have quite a bump on the back of his head from it. Normally he has time to brace himself but this time he had been caught completely off guard.

Mr. Shuester shakes his head, clearing his throat and standing as tall as he can. "No, Kurt. I saw what happened. Come on. Both of you come with me to the principal's office. Don't worry, Kurt, we're not letting anybody hurt you again."

"But Mr. Shuester-"

Again, Mr. Shuester shakes his head and holds up a hand. He doesn't bother to wait for a response, just gestures for them both to follow him. They don't seem to have a choice so they stand up, Kurt somewhat painfully, ignoring the hand that Blaine offers him. Blaine sets his jaw, turning to Kurt with an expression that Kurt can't recognize. He's not sure if it's anger or sadness or just another flirty expression like so many before it.

Principal Figgins doesn't look surprised as Kurt and Blaine both take seats, Mr. Shuester crossing his arms and standing above them. "What is it now, Shuester?"

"I just saw Mr. Anderson here push Kurt into a locker. Obviously, we've been having problems with Kurt anyway so I didn't want it to go unnoticed," Mr. Shuester says and both boys immediately start trying to talk over each other.

"You don't have problems with me."

"I didn't push Kurt!"

Principal Figgins holds up his hand to silence them, looking up at Mr. Shuester with a bored expression. "Alright, tell me what's happening so that I can get back to my phone calls."

Both boys open their mouths to try to say something but Mr. Shuester speaks before they can. "I was walking down the hallway and saw Blaine push Kurt into the locker. Kurt's still in pain as you can see."

Mr. Shuester just sounds so proud of himself that Kurt has to shake his head. He knows that Mr. Shuester has always felt guilty about the fact that he never really helped with the Karofsky situation until it escalated to the point where he was expelled but this is just ridiculous. "Okay, but I didn't-"

"Yes, he did." Kurt isn't sure what possesses him to say it. The idea pops into his head and it's the kind of thing that Kurt knows he shouldn't do but he ignores the thoughts. Blaine turns his head to Kurt, looking betrayed, Principal Figgins still looks bored and Mr. Shuester looks even more pleased with himself. "He pushed me into the locker. My head is still throbbing. And I know what punishment that he should have."

Out of the corner of his eye, Kurt can see Blaine's eyes narrowing, anger overtaking his features. Blaine catches on fast, Kurt can see. "Oh? Mr. Anderson, you know that you've been given multiple warnings since you've been here."

"I can't be expelled!" Blaine says, turning away from Kurt now. All the anger disappears as he looks at Principal Figgins, terrified.

Kurt shakes his head immediately because then he'd really feel guilty. He might have his own ulterior motives but he doesn't want Blaine to actually get into serious trouble. "No, it's not that bad. Just like, it's kind of like the first time or something. I think just a minor punishment. I have one."

"Well you might as well tell me. I don't want to have to come up with a punishment myself."

Kurt nods, pushing down the guilt that is trying to claw its way through him, telling him that he really shouldn't do this. Desperate times. Besides, Blaine has been somewhat harassing him, although Kurt has been encouraging him. He weighs his options, trying to be fast. "Have you guys ever seen A Walk to Remember?"

"Isn't that a chick flick? We're not all chicks in here," Blaine snaps, fingers clenching in the arms of his chair. He's not sure what game that Kurt is playing. He's at least relieved that Kurt isn't going to lie and let Blaine get into real trouble. His parents would probably murder him if he got expelled from yet another school.

"I've seen it," Mr. Shuester says, raising his hands in the universal sign of surrender when they all turn to him. "Terri loved it."

Rolling his eyes at the mention of Mr. Shuester's wife, Kurt turns back to Principal Figgins. Blaine can't stop looking at him, trying to figure out what he's thinking. It's not easy. In the few weeks since Blaine had given Kurt a ride home, they've grown a bit better acquainted but they don't know each other that well. Blaine doesn't know more about Kurt than what he had already learned. It's not that Blaine doesn't perhaps want to know more but he knows that nothing can be between them. It's a quick fuck or nothing and Kurt doesn't seem to be interested in that. Anything else would make Blaine a target.

"I want- I mean, I think that Blaine should be punished with what he's been teasing me about." Blaine furrows his brows, trying to think about what he'd been teasing Kurt about. Besides sex, he can't really think of anything. It was mostly flirting, silly things that obviously weren't serious. "That's glee club. He's been making fun of me about glee club a lot. I think he should have to join it. Just for a few months. And maybe, you know, since he does have such a bad record, he should be forced to be in the school play with us. But we're two members short for sectionals so it would be a win situation for us all."

Blaine opens his mouth angrily, not even sure what to say considering how pissed that he is. Kurt won't look over at him although he shifts uncomfortably in the way that lets Blaine know that he can feel his eyes on him. "Fine. Shuester, what do you think?" Principal Figgins waves his hand dismissively, grabbing his papers off the side of his desk.

"I don't see why not. Kurt's right. We are short for sectionals. Can you sing, Blaine?"

"Yes I can but that isn't the point! It isn't the point whether I can sing. I don't want to join Glee Club. This is ridiculous," Blaine snaps, working to keep himself under control because he knows that it won't help the situation to freak out like he wants to. "God, everybody is completely incompetent here! I didn't even push him!"

Principal Figgins shrugs and Blaine wishes that he would pay just a little bit more attention to the situation, care a little bit more. It's ridiculous that he's just letting Kurt choose his punishment, especially considering Kurt obviously has ulterior motives for this. "It's either that or you get to be suspended, Mr. Anderson. You've been warned before."

"Fine. Fine." Blaine shakes his head, setting his jaw and looking between the three of them. Kurt at least has the decency to look somewhat embarrassed about the entire situation. Good. Kurt is lucky that they're around teachers (and that Blaine wouldn't ever actually really hurt Kurt like that) because Blaine hasn't wanted to punch somebody like he wants to punch Kurt for a while. "Can I go now?"

"Glee Club is after schools…" Blaine doesn't listen as Mr. Shuester tells him about when he has to go to Glee Club, watching the way that Kurt avoids his eyes.

The second that Mr. Shuester is done and they're dismissed, Kurt leaves the room at an almost run and Blaine takes off after him. "What the hell was that?" Blaine snaps, grabbing Kurt's wrist, ignoring the way that the other boy winces.

"Please let go of me and I'll talk to you," Kurt says, his voice soft. Blaine drops his hand, gesturing for Kurt to talk. "Come on. I just… I had to do it at any means necessary. You like singing, Blaine. And this way you can sing and be a part of this and pretend that you don't even want to. If it kills you that much then tomorrow I'll go to Figgins and tell him that I made a mistake but please. Just please. Do it. Please."

Blaine looks at Kurt and a part of him wants to give in. He sees how much it means to Kurt. He sees that Kurt is incredibly desperate (obviously, lying to the principal and the teacher). And Blaine really does kind of miss singing. "Fine. I will join the glee club and we can even put on the play. And I get nothing out of this."

At Blaine's words, Kurt frowns, having not thought of that. It really doesn't sound very fair, for Blaine to do all of this for him and not get anything in return. "What do you want then?"

"I don't know," Blaine says after a few moments with a sigh. Kurt wonders whether it's because Blaine doesn't want to ask or whether there's really nothing that he could have in exchange for it. Probably a mix of both considering Blaine could ask for sexual favors if he wanted, not that he'd be given them.

Kurt shrugs after a moment, a teasing smile on his lips as he tries to coax some kind of playfulness out of Blaine. "You get to kiss me at least. In the play, I mean. If we play the two leads."

"I'll be at Glee Club later." Blaine turns around, heading away from Kurt and Kurt bites his lip, knowing in that moment that Blaine is even angrier than he had thought.

Kurt can't be too upset, though, practically bouncing as he goes through the rest of his day. Rachel asks him what's so exciting but Kurt just smirks, telling her that he'll tell her at Glee Club. Outside the door at the end of the day, Kurt waits for Blaine, reaching out a hand to tentatively rest on his arm. "Thank you for coming."

"Don't, Kurt," Blaine says and Kurt looks at him, wondering what he can do to try to alleviate some of his anger. The anger hurts him more than he cares to admit although, really, he knows that he deserves every bit of it. Doesn't Blaine see how desperate that Kurt was though? Kurt needed this. It'll all work out in the end.

Blaine enters before Kurt, going to sit in a chair in the far corner and Rachel looks between Blaine and Kurt, her tone suspicious. "What's going on?"

"Well, what's going on is that Blaine is joining Glee Club for an as of yet undecided amount of time. And what that also means is that it's good for me that you haven't completely put together the musical yet because-"

"No!" Rachel says, standing up and looking over pleadingly at Mr. Shuester, grasping where Kurt is going with the conversation immediately. "No, Mr. Shuester! This isn't fair."

Kurt crosses his arms, just barely resisting the urge to tap his foot or do something equally as dramatic. "Rachel, the entire Glee Club can confirm that you said that if I could get somebody to play opposite me then I could put on my version of Grease. And Blaine will play opposite of me, won't you, Blaine?" Kurt looks over, narrowing his eyes as Blaine just looks at him. "Blaine?"

"Yeah. I will."

"You did say that you'd do it, Rachel." Kurt throws Mercedes a grateful look, smiling as a few other members of the Glee Club back her up in the claim. It helps that the Glee Club loves to see Rachel get beaten at her own game.

Breathing hard, Rachel looks over at Kurt and then Blaine before turning her lips up into a smile that looks entirely too deadly for Kurt's state of mind. "Fine. Alright, fine. So we put on Grease. What role do I get?"

Kurt looks over at Blaine, surprised to find a small smile on his lips. As soon as Blaine notices that he's looking at him the smile disappears but Kurt is sure that he had seen it. It makes him think that he might not have done a completely horrible thing after all. Bad, yes, but not unforgiveable. "Well, I'd like to put on auditions. Me and Blaine will play the leads, Danny and Olsen."

"Who's playing who?"

At Blaine's question, Kurt glances over at him. "Uh, you'll be Danny, I thought. Anyway, it needed some rewrites, especially considering the role that Sandy played but I'm pretty sure that I've nailed it. I have the scripts in my backpack and I'll give you them all so that you guys can figure out what you want to audition for."

The rest of Glee Club is spent talking about the script, about the roles and about when they're going to put it on. Winter break is coming up in just a few weeks so they decide that they'll plan a date when they get back. Blaine comes up to Kurt after the club is getting ready to head home. "Come to tell me that I have to go to Principal Figgins and tell him it's a mistake and get you out of here?"

Blaine shakes his head, watching as Kurt picks up one of the scripts from underneath the chairs, probably Puck's. "No. I just wanted to tell you that I think the script is good. You made all the revisions yourself?"

"Well, from the high school version of it. I mean, I went through all the hoops and got the high school version of the script and edited it myself…"

"So you were planning this. You knew that I'd do this after all," Blaine says in a dry tone, bending the corner of one of the pages of his script with his thumb.

Kurt looks up at him, biting his lip and trying not to look too guilty. "I hoped. I bet my cards on it and I was right, wasn't I? I got it. Through, you know, blackmail and manipulation and all but… You're not too miserable are you?"

Blaine shrugs, straightening out his script and shaking his head. "Not the worst thing that's ever happened to me," he says, turning and heading out of the choir room without another word. Kurt watches him go, hoping that he won't completely regret his choice.