IT'S FINALLY HERE! The best episode ever! I will admit that I have this episode on my iPod. 'Tis true, 'tis true. It's just so sweet and the New Directions' songs are awesome and I just love it so I bought it. This chapter is going to be a long one. I'm enjoying the details! There will be plenty of Jeff and Nick (bring on the traditional craziness) and I think I may have, just maybe, extended the first kiss. You'll have to find out. ENJOY!

DISCLAIMER: Don't own Glee or the songs. Never will.

Original Song Part I

The Warblers sat in the choir room discussing the set list for regionals while Kurt studied for his test. The door opened with a creeeeek and Blaine entered the room with both hands filled with sheet music.

Oh yeah

Blaine threw the sheet music in the air, making a huge mess in the doorway. The rest of the Warblers joined in immediately, throwing all the sheet music they had been working with into Blaine's mess.

Oh yeah

Kurt seemed un-amused by the mess that the Warblers had just made all over the table he had been working at. He pushed the sheet music off his arm.

So scared of breaking it
But you won't let it bend
And I wrote two hundred letters
I won't ever send

Blaine hooked his arm onto Kurt's and Kurt grabbed his bag and followed Blaine out of the choir room. Kurt eventually joined into the Warbler's number and did a horrible effort to seem as though he was enjoying this.

Sometimes these cuts are so much
Deeper than they seem
You'd rather cover up
I'd rather let them be

Kurt found a bench in the hall and sat down. It was next to Pavarotti's cage, which was covered in a very fashionable Burberry-esque cage cover, and Kurt could faintly hear the small bird trying to join into the song.

So let me be
And I'll set you free

Blaine sat on the bench next to Kurt, singing directly at him. Blaine was determined to make the performance fun for Kurt, but he seemed a little miserable.

I am in misery
There ain't no other
Who can comfort me

Blaine placed his head on Kurt's shoulder. Blaine attempted his best "puppy" look.

Why won't you answer me?
The silence is slowly killing me

Blaine kept looking at Kurt. Kurt was clearly uncomfortable. Blaine finally jumped up to dance with the rest of the Warblers and Kurt started re-adjusting his uniform.

Girl you really got me bad
You really got me bad
Now I'm gonna get you back
I'm gonna get you back
You say your faith is shaken
You may be mistaken

A few other Dalton students gathered to see the show. Kurt got up from the bench, and started to dance with the Warbler's at a distance.

You keep me wide awake and
Waiting for the sun
I'm desperate and confused
So far away from you
I'm getting here
I don't care where I have to go

The Warbler's gathered around the circular tables in the hall and started to bang on them with their fists and clapping, making a cool beat that matched the song.

Why do you do what you do to me, yeah
Why won't you answer me, answer me yeah
Why do you do what you do to me yeah
Why won't you answer me, answer me yeah

The Warbler's re-grouped and stopped banging the tables.

I am in misery
There ain't nobody
Who can comfort me
Why won't you answer me?
Your silence is slowly killing me
Girl you really got me bad
You really got me bad
Now I'm gonna get you back
I'm gonna get you back

"Hey, regionals!" Blaine said as loud as he could, "You've just met our opening number!"

Once he finished the Warbler's cheered, hi-fived each other, and patted each other's backs. Everyone, but Kurt. Blaine noticed how Kurt still didn't seem like he was one of the Warblers.

Blaine immediately walked over to Kurt. "Only you could find a Burberry-esque canary cage cover," Blaine said looking at Pavarotti's cage in awe.

"Canaries don't like cold weather," Kurt elaborated taking off the cover, then added in a baby voice, "Es-specially Pavarotti."

Blaine smiled and shook his head a little. "So what did you think of the song?"

"Can I be really honest with you, because it comes from a place of caring?" Kurt asked Blaine while holding Pavarotti's cage in one had and covering his heart with the other. Blaine nodded questioningly. Kurt shrugged a little. "Been there, done that."

Blaine's face showed he was upset, but surprised Kurt would say that to him. He crossed his arms and listened.

"You're amazing Blaine," Kurt started, "Your solos are breath taking."

Blaine made the cutest 'aw, shucks' face and pretended to be embarrassed.

"They're also numerous," Kurt added slowly baking away, knowing that he had just rained on Blaine's parade.

Blaine scoffed and said, "Kurt, the counsel decides who gets to sing the solos."

He walked towards Kurt placing his hands in his pockets, "Do I detect a little jealousy?"

Blaine only meant to tease Kurt with the comment, but Kurt was serious, "Oh, you detect a lot of jealousy." Blaine could do nothing but stare at Kurt, speechless. "Look, Blaine. Sometimes I don't feel like the Warblers, I feel we're like Blaine and the Pips."

Kurt had a point. Blaine was the "star" Warbler. Blaine had mentioned something about showcasing other talent to the council but they turned down the offer.

"Blaine," Wes started, "It's tradition to have one lead singer. And you, Blaine, are the most versatile voice in the Warblers. We need you to sing lead if you are going to win."

"There are so many voices," Blaine countered, "All of them unique. I am just a voice. There are so many other ways we could win a competition."

"You are our best bet."

"How about," David joined in, "we ask for different leads for our impromptu performances around school?"

Wes denied David's suggestion and Blaine never brought it up again.

Kurt left Blaine alone in the hallway. Blaine always got upset when Kurt was upset. This time he felt super guilty and regretful.


Warbler practice came around the following afternoon, Blaine thought he would suggest an idea that he had several weeks ago.

"Guys!" Blaine called as he entered the practice room, "I have a brilliant idea that will make us really stand out."

"Care to share, Blaine," Trent asked.

"How about we wear red jackets? It'll definitely make a statement," Blaine smiled at his brilliance.

Then there was chaos. Blaine didn't actually think that it would cause such a panic. It wasn't like he was suggesting they wear lingerie, he just wanted to change it up a bit.

"Warblers, Warblers!" Blaine panicked, "I am merely suggesting that instead of wearing blue ties with red piping, we wear jackets with red ties and blue piping for the competition."

Chaos broke out once more.

Wes pounded his gavel twice and announced, "This is a kangaroo court!"

Just then, the doors opened. Kurt was dressed in all black. He was obviously upset and had been crying.

"Kurt, what's wrong?" Blaine asked.

"It's Pavarotti," Kurt choked out, "I suspect a stroke."

Blaine didn't know how to react, "Oh my God. I am so sorry."

"I know it's really stupid to be upset about a bird, but he inspired me with his optimism. And his love of song. He was my friend. Now, I know today we need to practice doo-wopping behind Blaine while he sings every solo in the medley of Pink songs, but I'd like to sing a song for Pavarotti today."

Kurt whipped out a cassette and handed it to a fellow Warbler to put in the ancient cassette player.

The music filled the room. Blaine recognized the song as "Blackbird" by the Beetles. Blaine loved this song.

Kurt began to sing gracefully.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Blaine joined in singing "bom bom bom bom" and the rest of the Warblers followed suit.

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life, You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see

All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to be free

Blackbird fly, blackbird fly

Into the light of the dark black night

Kurt began to cry and Blaine stopped singing. All the memories between him and Kurt came flooding back to him.

"Um, hi," the boy said to Blaine, "Can I ask you a question? I…I'm new here."

That explains the outfit then, Blaine thought. "My name is Blaine," he introduced himself extending his hand with a smile.

The boy looked like he was about to say something before he took Blaine's hand and said, "Kurt."

He has soft hands, Blaine mused.

"I was not flirting!" Blaine exclaimed.

"You so were! You sang Teenage Dream to the poor guy!" David laughed.

"I take it you're having trouble with school," Blaine said.

"I am the only person out of the closet at my school," Kurt said with his tears falling slowly onto his cheeks, "And I… I try to stay strong about it, but… there is this Neanderthal who has made it his mission to make my life a living hell. And nobody seems to notice."


"Seriously?" Kurt choked on his water, "The one and only Blaine Warbler wanted to be a Disney Princess?"

"Yes! I wanted to be Ariel as a matter of fact," Blaine laughed.

Blaine introduced Kurt to his mother, "Mom, this is Kurt."

Blaine's mother hugged Kurt, "It's so nice to finally meet you Kurt! Blaine has been talking about you non-stop ever since he told me you were coming."

"Mom-" Blaine whined.

"Don't whine in front of your guest! Now how about I help you set up in the entertainment room?"

"Oh right, I'm sorry!" Kurt came over, reached over Blaine, and typed in the password. Blaine breathed in and caught Kurt's scent. It was floral, but sweeter like a honeysuckle.

"You smell nice," Blaine said. Blaine always said what was on his mind, even if it was awkward or got him in trouble.

"Thanks," Kurt said awkwardly as he straightened his shirt. Blaine just smiled and turned his attention to the computer.

Karofsky is back in school. Transferring to Dalton. Too late to join the Warblers? –Kurt

Cheerleader? Single Ladies?—Blaine

OH MY GOD! You watched the videos?—Kurt

"You scared me," Kurt admitted, smiling slightly at Blaine.

"Good," Blaine said and walked over to Kurt. "Because I'm actually Marley's ghost and I'm here to tell you to stop studying so much."

Kurt groaned a little in response. Blaine sat himself down across from him.

"What's with the boom box?" Kurt asked glancing at the boom box Blaine had carried in.

"I need you to sing with me," Blaine announced and Kurt raised his eyebrows. "Well, rehearse with me. I got a gig singing Baby It's Cold Outside in the King's Island Christmas Spectacular!"

And he gave Blaine cupcake pillows.

"Everyone said that you liked strange things," Kurt explained, "When I saw these, I automatically thought of your crazy dessert idea."

"I mean, we live together. I bring him a glass of warm milk every night just in hopes that we'll have a little lady chat."

Blaine raised his eyebrow. Turning to face Kurt, Blaine smirked, "Warm milk, really?"

"It's delicious," Kurt said trying to defend himself.

"He's amazing and funny and witty," Blaine continued, "His French is impeccable!"

"He sounds like a nice guy," Jeremiah said taking a sip of his warm coffee, "How did you two meet?"

Blaine laughed, "He was spying on the Warblers and I lead him straight to the practice room!"

"I thought the guy that you wanted to ask out on Valentine's Day, was me," Kurt admitted to Blaine.

"Wow," He drew out, stepping forward in line, "I really am clueless."

Kurt jumped up and down clapping, doing what Blaine called Kurt's "happy dance."

"Alright! Shoo!" Kurt said motioning for Blaine to leave.

"But… Julius Caesar," Blaine whined childishly.

"Brutus still betrays him and he still dies. The story line isn't going to change, but time is a wasting! I only have a couple of hours to get ready."

"Kurt!" He said as he sat down next to him, "You need to sing with me!"

"Uh-uh," Kurt shook his head, "We are going home because you are so wasted."

"But you promised!"

"I am so not drunk enough."

Blaine made a puppy face.

"How about a compromise," Kurt offered, "I will sing with you in the car."

"What's really funny," Blaine laughed at the thought, "Rachel's dads knew I was gay. I overheard them arguing over whether or not to inform Rachel."

Kurt burst out laughing.

Blaine saw Kurt ridding his hair of bubbles "Are you okay? You kept making those weird faces the whole song."

"Those weren't weird faces," Kurt said as he looked up at Blaine, "Those were my sexy faces."

"It just looked like you were having gas pains or something," Blaine said. He didn't want to hurt Kurt but they were best friends and needed to be honest with each other.

"Great," Kurt muttered. "How are we supposed to get up on the stage at Regionals and sell sexy to the judges when I have as much sexual appeal and knowledge as a baby penguin?"

"Physically I am fine, mentally maybe not. He gave me pamphlets, Blaine. Pamphlets," Kurt fell back onto the bed. He covered his face with his hands.

Blaine's grin grew wider. Burt had used the pamphlets. It horrified Kurt, but what sex talk wouldn't be horrifying for any teenager?

Kurt peaked threw his fingers, "Why are you so smug?"

"Oh, no reason," Blaine smiled.

Kurt was compassionate, honest, loyal, witty, smart, and everything anyone could ever ask for all rolled up into one wonderful and beautiful body.

Oh, Blaine thought, you've been here the whole time.

Blaine realized in two seconds how much he wanted to be with Kurt and hold him and be there for him. From the moment he met Kurt he felt something, but he was just too stupid to even act on it.

The signs were there and everyone but Blaine noticed them. All the times that Nick and Jeff called him "lover boy" and joked with him about flirting with Kurt never made him realize what was happening.

The moment when Kurt opened himself up for the world to see was the moment that Blaine realized that he had been waiting for this boy for forever.


Blaine cautiously went up to Nick and Jeff's dorm room. He stood there for a few seconds wondering if he would regret his decision. Blaine decided to buck up and knock.

"Nick, Jeff, it's me," Blaine called.

"What is your quest?" One of the two boys asked in a creepy voice.

"I need to talk to you. It's serious."

Nick burst open the door and Jeff peered from behind him.

"Blaine," Nick worried, "What's wrong?"

"Can I talk to you inside?"

Nick let Blaine in and shut the door. Blaine sat in one of the desk chairs and Nick and Jeff stepped to stand over him.

"I think I'm in love," Blaine said in a confused state.

"Oh, no. Not again!" Jeff whined.

"Seriously, Blaine," Nick shook his head, "The feelings you have for a guy you met up for coffee twice is not love."

"I'm talking about Kurt," Blaine said.

"FINALLY!" Nick and Jeff said in unison.

Blaine looked at them with wide eyes. They went from not again to finally because Blaine mentioned that he liked Kurt.

"The tension between you two was, like, detrimental to the Warbler practices," Jeff laughed.

"Okay…" Blaine said cautiously, "How do I approach this? I already know that he thought I was singing to him on Valentine's Day…"

"Just go for it," Nick suggested, "We all know he likes you. I was snooping through his bag one day-"

"You what?!" Blaine cut him off.

Nick continued, "I was looking for a piece of paper. But what I was trying to say- I found a notebook and it had cute red hearts and they had 'Kurt + Blaine' written on almost every page. Kid has fallen hard."

"So…" Blaine said as he adjusted himself to the information, "What do I do now?"

"You should sing a duet with him at regionals," Jeff suggested, "It will give you more time to get close to him."

"Perfect," Nick smiled, "I have just the song!"


At the next Warbler practice, Blaine knew it was time to make his move. It was also perfect timing because the Warblers were arguing about Blaine's "natural key".

Wes hit his gavel.

"You know, I think Blaine's version of the song is actually better than the original," Thad said.

"But it's not in his natural key, so–," David said as he tried to counter before he was cut off.

"How dare you?" Trent exclaimed.

"Enough! I'm tired of this," Blaine said and took his chance.

"I agree. I think we should just let you pick the song that you want to sing," Thad said.

"No, I'm tired of the Warblers being all about me." Blaine noticed Kurt suddenly look up, "David, please make sure everything I'm about to say goes down in the official minutes. We are going to lose at Regionals."

The room broke out into chaos. Blaine tried to calm the storm, "I am incredibly grateful for the belief you've all given me as a junior member to lead you all in these wonderful songs this year but, from what Kurt has told me about New Directions, I just know I can't beat them on my own."

"Which is why I propose that we rearrange our eleven o'clock number," Blaine said and he looked at Kurt, "And turn it into a duet," Blaine suggested, the room breaking out in objections again and Blaine had to raise his voice, "To showcase other talent in this group!"

"Why don't we just play it on kazoos?" David asked putting his hands up.

"Point of order! Point of order!" Blaine said loudly enough to get everyone's attention. He quickly stood up, "Now, we all lost one of our own this week, Pavarotti's voice was silenced by death and I don't want to silence anyone else's voices in this group. I think Pavarotti would roll over in his tiny, tiny little grave."

"The placement of which has yet to be determined," Kurt noted.

"Alright, a vote," Wes said softly, "Who's in favor of Warbler Blaine's proposal for a dual lead at Regionals?"

Every Warbler slowly put their hand up.

"Oh, put my name on that audition list," Kurt said clicking his tongue and winking at the three council members.

Blaine couldn't help but find Kurt's motion adorable, but there would be no auditions. It had to be Kurt.

"No," Blaine said.

He saw Kurt look at him confused and a little upset, "No auditions. I want to sing the duet with Kurt."

He said it. He said he wanted Kurt to be his duet partner. If this didn't work it would be a mess.

"That's ridiculous, I mean, there're so many great voices. I mean, everyone deserves a shot at that honor," Kurt countered.

"All in favor of Kurt being my duet partner at Regionals?" Blaine asked. He himself raised his hand. He looked around the room, every Warbler put their hands up and Nick and Jeff offered him a wink and a smile.

"Decided," Wes said smiling.

"Congratulations, Kurt," Thad said.

Blaine smiled at Kurt and gave him the tiniest of winks.


Blaine walked into the study hall. He was searching for Kurt so that they could practice. Okay, Blaine didn't plan on practicing until he admitted his feelings to Kurt.

He found Kurt sitting at a table. He was surrounded by a box that held, what seemed to be, various gems and several bottles of glue.

"What's that?" Blaine asked Kurt.

Kurt looked up from his craft project, "I'm decorating Pavarotti's casket."

"Well," Blaine looked around the table, "Finish up. I have the perfect song for our number and we should practice."

Kurt smiled, "Do tell."

Blaine took a deep breath, "'Candles' by Hey Monday."

"I'm impressed. You're usually so Top 40."

"Well I just wanted something a little more emotional," Blaine admitted as he sat down in the chair next to Kurt.

"Why did you pick me to sing that song with?" Kurt questioned.

Here it comes, Blaine thought. He was so nervous he thought he was going to explode.

"Kurt," Blaine started, "there is a moment when you say to yourself 'Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you for forever.'"

Blaine paused and took Kurt's hand. Electricity pulsed through him, just like the day he met Kurt and took his hand and ran down the hallways of Dalton.

"When you did 'Blackbird' this week… That was the moment for me… about you," Blaine stumbled for the right words and then took another deep breath and continued, "You move me, Kurt. And this duet would only give me an excuse to spend more time with you."

Kurt looked like he couldn't believe what was happening. Before Blaine knew it, he was leaning in.

He captured Kurt's lips with his own. It was perfect. Kurt was perfect. Their lips moved softly and in sync with the other. Kurt gently put his hand on Blaine's cheek to deepen the kiss.

Blaine felt like he was floating. He was shocked when Kurt pulled away.

Blaine sat back down in his chair. He was a bit embarrassed about his actions. He laughed and let out a breath of relief. He tried, unsuccessfully to hide his blush with his hand.

"We should…" Blaine started, "We should practice."

Kurt looked at Blaine with loving eyes, "I thought we were."

At first Blaine was confused by Kurt's statement. They hadn't even started practicing. Then it sunk in.

Oh! He meant the kiss! Blaine realized.

Blaine immediately leaned back in to kiss Kurt. Kurt put his hand back on Blaine's cheek.

A few minutes later someone cleared their throat. Kurt and Blaine flew apart and looked towards the voice.

Nick and Jeff were standing in the doorway of the study hall.

"I think we found our sex appeal," Nick laughed.

We shall have a part two! I don't like giving chapters that are more than 10 pages long, because they are intimidating when you look at the scroll bar, or at least I think so. Anyway! There will be so many cute moments after this chapter! I have so many freaking sticky notes filled with adorable moments for the couple! Hope you enjoyed Part I!

Please review!