A/N: Here it is... the moment you've all been waiting for... PUCKLEBERRY DUET! I wish they would actually sing this song on the show.. OH, and my thoughts on last night's episode and such willbe at the bottom. PLEASE READ.

Puck strolled into glee with his usual swagger, and took his normal seat next to Rachel, dutifully. He was, to be totally honest, excited about their duet today. They had worked really hard and he knew they were gonna knock that shit out of the park. However, he was also kind of worried. He would probably never admit this to anyone, but he liked spending time with Rachel... a lot. She may be seventy different kinds of crazy, but that was just one of the things he loved about her. Loved as a friend, of course. That's what he means. Maybe even a best friend. God knows he doesn't have many friends lately. All he does know is that he's not so sure he wants all their time together to end.

"Hey, uh.. Rachel." Puck said breaking their (not awkward) silence.

Rachel looked up in surprise. Puck never ever actually used her full name. It was always B, or Berry, and of course sometimes, "my hot little Jewish American princess." And although she secretly loved him using all those names for her, she had to admit, hearing him say her actual name was... nice. It made her feel warm, and bright. And, wow, her internal musings had left her unresponsive. She better speak up now, before he thought she was crazy (or crazier).

"Yes, Noah?" She said.

"Well, you know, how we've been uh... hanging out and shit, like a lot?" He scratched the back of his head nervously and God, he felt like such a pussy for saying this, but hey she dated Hudson for months, she loved this stuff.

Rachel nodded. "Of course, Noah. I have enjoyed the time spent together immensely."

"Well, uh... We're performing today and all... Is that, gonna like... stop?

Rachel tilted her head in either thought or confusion, Puck wasn't sure.

"That depends, did you want it to stop?"

He was just about to reply that fuck no, he didn't want it to stop. He loved hanging out with her and all her crazy, even if there wasn't any kissing involved. Yeah, he'd prefer if there was, but he just wanted to be with her, even if he couldn't be with her. And yes, he's aware that he switched from in total denial to holy shit, I'm in serious like (okay, he's still Puck, let's not say the other L word) with you, and he guesses that being around Berry and her seventy brands of crazy does that to you. Anyway, he was just about to reply that, when Mr. Schue walks into the room, not late the one time Puck needed it to be.

"Okay, guys! Just one duet left! Rachel, Puck, you ready?"

Rachel's head snapped back to the front with a start. She wanted to know what Puck wanted. She couldn't tell from the inflection of his voice. Was he saying he wanted it to stop? She really hoped not. Puck was her best (if we're being honest, only) friend. Yes, maybe she had begun to wish they were more, but nonetheless, she wanted to preserve whatever they did have. However, he probably didn't want to hang out with her; most didn't. Well, then she better try her best to make their duet, their last moment of friendship glory, their best.

"Yes, Mr. Schuester, we most certainly are! And, we are going to, as they say, 'bring the house down'!" Rachel said enthusiastically, with the finger quotes and everything.

Mr. Schuester chuckled and motioned them up to perform.

They went to the center of the room. Puck saddled himself with his guitar, while Rachel began to talk.

"Hello, everyone. We are going to be performing a song originally written by Ryan Adams, however, the duet version was performed on One Tree Hill by-" Rachel was cut off though, when Brittany, much like Rachel had the day before, squealed.

"Uh, Britt?" Puck questioned.

"I'm sorry! I just lovelovelove One Tree Hill so much! I mean it's just so amazing, I've been watching since the very first season! You guys totally have my vote!" Brittany gushed.

"Oh hells no! Brit, you haven't even seen them perform yet. I want me my Breadstix." Santana interjected.

"If we could get back to the performance please!" Rachel shouted, getting everyone's attention. Once they all turned back to her, she smiled brightly. "Thank you. Now, as I was saying, it was performed by Haley and Chris, and now it will be performed by Rachel and Noah."

"Puck, to you guys." Puck corrected.

Rachel rolled her eyes, but didn't argue. She simply pulled a stool to the center of the room, and began to sing.

(Puck, Rachel, both)

Dancin' where the stars go blue
Dancin' where the evening fell
Dancin' in my wooden shoes
In a wedding gown

Dancin' out on 7th street
Dancin' through the underground
Dancin' little marionette
Are you happy now?

It was simple.

Where do you go when you're lonely
Where do you go when you're blue
Where do you go when you're lonely
I'll follow you
When the stars go blue
When the stars go blue

Oh oh

There was no obnoxious choreography, no over-bearing show smiles. Rachel sat on the stool, and Puck played standing next to her.

Laughing with your pretty mouth

Laughing with your pretty mouth

Laughing with your broken eyes

Laughing with your broken eyes

Laughing with your lover's tongue

In a lullaby

Yeah, yeah

Where do you go when you're lonely
Where do you go when you're blue
Where do you go when you're lonely
I'll follow you

Throughout the entire performance, their eyes did not even meet once

Yeah, yeah

Where do you go when you're lonely
Where do you go when you're blue
Where do you go when you're lonely
I'll follow you,
follow you, follow you
Yeah, yeah

And yet, there was nothing but raw chemistry.
When the stars go blue

When the stars go blue

When the stars go blue

When the stars go blue

Where do you go when you're lonely

Where do you go when the stars go blue

After Puck played the final chord, there was silence. And no, not just a small moment like some of the other peformances, before wild applause. It was a long silence. This scared Puck. Rachel definitley wouldn't want to continue to spend time with him if he ruined their peformance. But, really, no one was saying a word. After a few more moments of silence, Puck couldn't take it anymore.

"What the fuck are you guys thinking?" He burst out.

Mr. Schuester answered for all of them. "Wow." He breathed out.

His response seemed to spur others. Suddenly, there were shouts of amazing compliments and awe pouring out of everyone's mouth like a broken faucet, it just wouldn't stop. Rachel believed that you could never be overly praised, but even she had to admit, this was a little much. Finally, they all began to quiet down.

"I just have one question." Santana said. "Which one of you is taking me to Breadstix?"

"What?" Rachel said.

"Well, I mean, Brittz and I, we worked hard. I've said it once, I'll say it again, I wants my Breadstix."

Rachel still looked confused, so Mercedes broke it down for her.

"Well, it's clear that you guys won, so I think she wants you to buy something for her, since you'll be using the coupon."

"But... but we haven't even voted yet?" Puck said in confusion.

Santana sighed heavily. "Who here thinks Puckerman and Berry brought the house down?"

Everyone, actually everyone's hands shot up in the air. Santana smiled.

"Well, it's settled then. But, I'm tagging along."

Rachel and Puck just stood there in silence, like they still weren't sure what had just happened.

Mr. Schuester advanced towards them. "Well, guys, your performances always have chemistry, but this was just beyond anyone's expectations. I think your newfound relationship really added to the performance as well."

"Newfound relationship?" Rachel questioned.

"Yeah, when did you guys get together anyway?" Sam spoke up.

"We didn't." Rachel responded.

"What?" Brittany questioned.

"Rach and I..." Puck began. "We're not dating."

"But- but you guys... and the, the song! And- I just don't..." Brittany rambled, in confusion. Santana rushed to help her figure it out, and Tina spoke up.

"I think what Britt's trying to say, is that you guys always have UST, but this time, the tension seemed a lot more... resolved. And not just sexual. I could practically see the little lines of love connection connecting you too. And you didn't even share a glance! It was almost... magical." She said in awe.

Puck turned to Rachel. Rachel was a sucker for that shit, she had to think they'd be a good match now.

"So, what do you say, Berry, you up for it?" He said with a smirk.

"Noah Puckerman!" Rachel said with a scowl. "If that is your barbaric way of asking me to embark on a relationship with you, then the answer is a most definite n-"

He put a finger to her lips.

"Rachel," and him saying that brought definite tingles to Rachel's spine, "Do you wanna be my g-girlfriend?" He stuttered on the last word, but the bright smile Rachel responded with made him feel so much better.

"Yes." She said with a smile. And then her lips were on his, and it was even better than the other night, and now they were allowed to think it felt good, and they could do it everyday, multiple times a day, and it was just great. They continued kissing, until Rachel suddenly broke apart from him, and rushed towards Tina.

"Wait, Tina," She said with urgency. "You said UST. Where did you first hear that from?"

"Oh, um, that would have to be, Life With Derek fanfiction." Tina said awkwardly.

Rachel squealed and started a fast conversation with Tina. Puck heard things like "bro code", "Truman", and "Same difference." and he was totally confused. But that didn't matter. He didn't care that his girl was totally fangirling over some show instead of kissing him, simply because she was his girl, and that was enough.


A/N: And there you have it. The end! Hope it didn't dissapoint. It's funny, that the only reason I even started this fic is because I would love to hear them sing this song, and when I started, I had no idea where it was going, but I like how it turned out. Now, I have at least four other multi-chap fics in the making, so you should author alert me to look out for those! Oh, and the whole Brit fangirling over OTH has basis. Remember, Sylvester Superbowl Shuffle? "I don't want to die yet. At least not until One Tree Hill is cancelled." That's how I feel about How I Met Your Mother. I would love for them to play the final episode at my funeral...

About last night. Can you say character development? Mike actually had lines! Multiple ones! And, Rachel? Oh my gosh! Not only did she turn down a performance, but she said to Mercedes "You're just as good a singer as I am." Say WHAT? Oh, and I lovelovelove the fact that Puck was the one getting the puppy. He's her henchmen (: Now, he's saying Barbra Streisand on the promo for next week's episode, which is promising. Oh, and KURT HUMMEL IS BACK AT MCKINLEY. *squees*. I can't wait for 90 minutes of Glee. And, haha, Finn hitting Rachel, THE FANFICS COME TO LIFE. I hope Puck freaks out on him. So, please review, and look out for my other fics!