Reaching an understanding
Title: Reaching an understanding
Author: FandomGypsy
Characters: Kurt, Azimio, Mercedes, Dave
Pairing: Kurt/Dave, Pre-Merzimio
Rating: Pg-13
Warnings: Language
Disclaimer: I neither have nor will ever own Glee. I'm just playing in the sandbox.
Summary: Azimio wants to date Mercedes and goes to Kurt for permission. The two boys have a talk about their interations with each other and about their respective best friends.
A/N:Reviews would be greatly appreciated as this is my first time posting. Constructive critisism welcome please no flames.
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The Song Kurt and Azimio play can be found here: youtube. com/watch?v=m9rn-HQzGf8
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"Hummel we need to talk." Kurt looked up from the piano to find Azimio Adams in all his intimidating glory towering over him.
"This is a slushie free zone." Kurt replied before returning his attention back to the piano. He concentrated on the black and white keys hoping the bigger boy would get bored and leave.
"It's about Jones…. Mercedes." That caught Kurt's attention and his head flew up eyes narrowing.
"What about her?"
"I wanna ask her out." Kurt's eyebrow shot up and his lips pursed.
"But you hate her you always slushie her."
"I guess Dave and I have that in common. The 'Pull her pigtails' thing. Azimio shrugged leaning against the piano.
"Why do you want to date her?" Kurt asked raising his left pointer finger to his mouth and chewing on his nail. A habit he'd gotten from his mother.
"Because she's amazing, she's strong and independent and she doesn't take shit from anyone. Do you know she burst into the locker room and threatened castration to anyone who even looked at you funny that week your dad was in the hospital? She caught Gordon from the baseball team with a slushie in your general vicinity and smacked it into his face before punching him in the chest. Knocked the freakin' wind out of him and he was bruised for a week."
"I didn't know that. I thought you all were being uncharacteristically nice."
"Shit no. We were all terrified she really would rip it off. Girl's a beast, it's sexy as hell." He nudged Kurt over and sat down on the piano bench next to him. "And I see how lonely she is. I don't like seein' her like that."
"You've really thought about this haven't you?" Kurt asked looking at the bigger boy. He was wearing a Detroit red wings t-shirt and a black unzipped hoodie over dark blue jeans. He looked smaller, less intimidating... more vulnerable out of his varsity jacket.
"I know I've done some messed up shit to you guys, but you forgave Dave, ya know, eventually and you're all best buds with Puckerman and he threw you in dumpsters and he and Finn were on the pee balloon committee, which was sick as hell and me and Dave had no part of."
"Are you trying to convince me or yourself?" Kurt asked interrupting the jock.
"Both maybe." Azimio replied before resting his fingers on the piano keys. "I've never liked a girl like I do her before. She would be with me not because she needs me but because she wants to be."
He risked a glance at Kurt who was staring at him as if he had never seen him before. His gray-green eye narrowed as he chewed on his nail.
"You two have that in common too. You both act like idiots to protect yourselves from the world but you're actually very intelligent." Kurt mused, straightening his black and blue sweater.
Azimio shrugged before playing a few notes on the piano. "Is he happy now? Ya know now that he's out and shit. Dating you?"
"I'd like to think so. I hope he is. He misses his best friend though. He's really hurt because he told him to f off."
"I do too. It just pissed me off so damn much that he couldn't trust me enough tell me. That he thought I'd beat the shit out of him for liking you. As if I'm some dumb-ass bigot who doesn't know his ass from his elbow. Dave's been my best friend since the first day of school. He cried at recess because he fell off the swings and you gave him a band-aid and I gave him half of my cookie. I knew he liked you 'cause he wouldn't shut up about you."
"I don't remember that." Kurt said eyebrows furrowing.
"It was right before your mom passed away." Azimio replied resting an elbow on the piano keys.
"You remember that too?"
"Bitch, I remember a lot of shit. I remember you wore her jewelry for eight months, her shirts for six, and wouldn't talk for four until you met Mercedes. I remember that god awful noise you made when Schuester and Pillsbury pulled you out of French."
"That was one of the worst days of my life." Kurt breathed down at his hands in his lap.
"I'd imagined. I hated you but I wouldn't wish that on Ben Israel and I hate him more than I hated you."
"Me neither. Can you play?"
Azimio looked up from the piano startled at the abrupt subject change, and his face flushed. 'My ma teaches piano, so she made me learn."
Kurt glanced over Azimio's shoulder for a moment before locking gazes with the jock. "Play something."
"Bossy."
"Please."
"What do you wanna hear?" Azimio asked avoiding eye contact.
"Do you know 'Danse macabre' by Camille Saint-Saëns? It's my favorite."
"Um, yeah. I do actually. My mom loved the animal thing so she made me learn that one too."
"The carnival of the animals?" Azimio nodded. "I love the aquarium."
"Her favorite's the swan."
Kurt giggled and placed his had on Azimio's arm. "I need to meet your mother Azimio Adams."
"She'd like you." Kurt replied glanging down at Kurt's hand.
"Shall we?" Kurt asked clearing his throat awkwardly and he removed his hand before motioning to the piano. They both turned and began to play in perfect harmony.
"What's your favorite attribute of Mercedes?" Kurt asked halfway through the song, surprised at how talented Azimio was and how good they sounded playing together.
"Her mouth. I don't mean in a dirty way or anything, but I love that she doesn't let people dictate what she says. Like with that tot revolution thing, she was the one brave enough to start it, she was brave enough to stand up to Sylvester. That woman is terrifying I thought she was gonna skin me alive after that 'Physical' comment. Dave and I booked it outta there."
Kurt laughed and Azimio smirked. "At least you didn't confess to posting it. I was sure that was my last day alive."
"You did that?" Azimio asked in awe of the smaller boy.
"Mercedes, Finn, a few others, and I did but I confessed. I thought it would help my reputation."
"Damn dude you've got balls. You'd have died a legend."
"Thank you, you know, despite dressing like this I am a guy."
"Totally not what I meant."
"Sorry it just really irritates me sometimes. They treat me like I'm subhuman just because I'm different. Like I'm not a man because I prefer dancing and singing and looking fashionable to getting tackled and rolling around in the mud."
"I hear you call yourself an honorary girl."
"I get along better with them but I do in fact have boy parts."
"Well my boy likes that you've got those boy parts so there's that." Azimio chuckled.
"True." He laughed. "You're very good at this. Mercedes likes men with musical abilities."
"I can't sing for shit." Azimio admited lowering his gaze.
"You should let us be the judge of that. Mike can't sing either and he's in glee. We don't care as long as you're not an asshole."
"So can I ask her out? Or do I have to join glee first?" Azimio asked sitting back and letting his fingers fall from the piano keys.
"If you talk to Dave, then you can." Kurt replied turning to lock gazes with the jock.
"Will you put in a good word for me?"
"Same thing he really does miss you, and I swear to Gaga if he asks me to play Call of duty with him one more time I'm gonna hold him down and-"
"Dude!" Azimio cried eyes widening.
"Give him a manicure. Gaga we're not all Puckermans. Why must boys be so crass and don't call me dude." Kurt finished rolling his eyes.
"Babe what's goin' on?"
Kurt and Azimio turned around to find Mercedes and Dave standing in the wings of the stage.
"Hi baby, boo. Az and I were just playing the piano." Kurt grinned motioning to the instrument.
"Az?" Dave asked eyebrow furrowing in confusion and Mercedes smirked.
"Yeah we got to talking. He seems like a pretty cool guy. Mercy doll I have a fashion emergency can you help me?"
"Anything you need honey bee." Mercedes replied crossing her arms over her black, neon paint splattered off one shoulder shirt. Kurt patted Azimio on the arm before grabbing his bag, standing up and crossing the stage. He tilted his face up to Dave who leaned down and pressed his lips to Kurt's.
"Play nice baobei he just wants to talk." He breathed against his mouth before nipping playfully at his bottom lip. "If it doesn't work out I'll make it up to you I promise."
Dave groaned resting his forehead against Kurt's. "You know bribery is cheating right?"
"I prefer calling it using what I have to obtain what I want in life. Strategic planning." Kurt replied before turning to Mercedes. He took her hand and threw a 'good luck' over his shoulder before leading his friend to the stage doors.
"So what do you think?' He asked her as they opened the doors and stepped into the hallway.
"Boy's got excellent taste and he can play piano like no one's business. He sounds like he's not a complete and total ass and he can hold an intelligent conversation" She sighed and rested her head against his shoulder blade. "Maybe we can double date."
Kurt giggled and pressed a kiss against her temple. "I love you Mercy."
"I love you too Kurtie."
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