Fic: When Blaine Met Kurt (6/20)
Media: Fic
Title: When Blaine Met Kurt
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Klaine with minor Seblaine (necessary for the plot line)
Warnings: Language
Summary: When Blaine met Kurt, everything changed. Love isn't easy but it's worth the pain…right? AU Klaine with a bit of Seblaine.
Author's Notes: Sooo…I actually wrote this story a while ago and the most recent episode was the Season 3 Regionals episode aka "On My Way"... Let's just say that after that, it's gonna be really hard to write Sebastian as a dick now that he's…not. On with the show?
Disclaimer: I humbly acknowledge that I don't own Glee.
Chapter 6: Welcome to the Warblers
“And now let’s welcome the newest edition to the Warblers,” Wes’s voice floated through the door to the waiting boy, “Kurt Hummel.” Blaine couldn’t stop the growing smile on his face as he opened the door to reveal his friend in a crisp new Dalton uniform. He entered the room to the sound of applause erupting from everyone except Sebastian. “In our oldest tradition for our newest Warbler,” Wes continued, “an actual warbler,” he smiled.
“Kurt,” said Blaine, “meet Pavarotti.”
“This bird is a member of an unbroken line of canaries who have been at Dalton since 1891,” Wes told him gravely. “It’s your job to take care of him so that he can live to carry on the Warbler legacy.” Blaine handed the cage over to Kurt. “Protect him. That bird is your voice.”
Kurt looked at Pavarotti through the bars of his cage and smiled. “Hey, I’ll bring him to work with me,” said Kurt jokingly. “Weekends, I volunteer at a stray cat rescue.” He chuckled slightly. “It’s at the bottom of a coal mine.” He saw the highly un-amused faces of the other Warblers. “That was a joke,” he said, attempting to save himself. “I don’t, I don’t work at a coal mine…” Kurt trailed off as Wes banged his gavel on the desk.
“Let the council come to order,” spoke Wes. “Today we discuss the set list for Sectionals.”
Kurt was confused. “Council?” he questioned.
“We don’t have a director,” explained Blaine. “Every year we elect three upperclassmen to lead the group. But don’t worry,” he added, seeing Kurt’s face. “We all get a say.”
“Oh, fantastic,” said Kurt enthusiastically. “I have a lot of ideas.” Sebastian rolled his eyes. “Warblers, if I may?” Wes nodded to him. “Now I can’t deny that the Warblers’ vocals are absolutely dreamy, but I believe our set for Sectionals this year should have a little more showbiz panache.” Wes’s smile dropped from his face. “I think we should open with ‘Rio’ by Duran Duran.”
Blaine smiled at his friend’s lack of knowledge of the Warblers’ system. I really should have told him about that, he thought, mentally slapping himself. He’s going to hate me now…
“Oh, the council is responsible for song selection,” David told him with a smile.
“But we appreciate your enthusiasm Kurt,” Wes added, trying to soften the blow. “It’ll come in handy one day when you’re sitting behind this desk.” Kurt tried to smile at the older boy. “Now I propose we do our set at Sectionals in eight part harmony. Are there any objections?”
Blaine stopped paying attention to Wes. Kurt looked so dejected after his idea had been shot down by the council. What can I do to make him feel better? Blaine thought. He just looks so upset and he came here to be happy. To escape the pain. And now it’s like he’s back at McKinley, unappreciated and lonely. Blaine sighed. There wasn’t anything he could do. Not now anyways.
“Warbler Blaine?” Wes’s voice interrupted Blaine’s thoughts.
“Huh, yes?” He saw Wes, David, and Thad staring at him from behind the council desk. “Sorry,” he muttered, looking down at his feet.
“Blaine we wanted to know what your opinion was on having one of the numbers be a duet,” David told him.
“We would collect names and have duels to determine your duet partner, of course,” Thad continued.
“But if you’re not okay with it, then we’ll leave all the songs as solos,” Wes finished.
Blaine’s mind was going a mile a minute. A duet? That would be perfect! A smile grew on the boy’s face. I just have to make sure he gets into the duel. He could totally kill anyone he was up against. “Yes,” he said. “Let’s have a duet.”
Wes smiled. “It’s settled then,” he said. “Warblers, please hand in a piece of paper with one name written on it. That name is the person you nominate for a duet with Blaine.”
Blaine wasted no time in writing ‘Kurt’ on a paper and handing it over to David. He had no idea that Sebastian had been reading Blaine’s face the whole time and then sneaked a look at his paper. He hastily wrote his own name on a piece of paper and passed it to David. He couldn’t just let Kurt sweep in and steal that duet. It should be his. Sebastian was Blaine’s boyfriend after all. If anyone should be singing that duet, it should be him.
Title: When Blaine Met Kurt
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Klaine with minor Seblaine (necessary for the plot line)
Warnings: Language
Summary: When Blaine met Kurt, everything changed. Love isn't easy but it's worth the pain…right? AU Klaine with a bit of Seblaine.
Author's Notes: Sooo…I actually wrote this story a while ago and the most recent episode was the Season 3 Regionals episode aka "On My Way"... Let's just say that after that, it's gonna be really hard to write Sebastian as a dick now that he's…not. On with the show?
Disclaimer: I humbly acknowledge that I don't own Glee.
Chapter 6: Welcome to the Warblers
“And now let’s welcome the newest edition to the Warblers,” Wes’s voice floated through the door to the waiting boy, “Kurt Hummel.” Blaine couldn’t stop the growing smile on his face as he opened the door to reveal his friend in a crisp new Dalton uniform. He entered the room to the sound of applause erupting from everyone except Sebastian. “In our oldest tradition for our newest Warbler,” Wes continued, “an actual warbler,” he smiled.
“Kurt,” said Blaine, “meet Pavarotti.”
“This bird is a member of an unbroken line of canaries who have been at Dalton since 1891,” Wes told him gravely. “It’s your job to take care of him so that he can live to carry on the Warbler legacy.” Blaine handed the cage over to Kurt. “Protect him. That bird is your voice.”
Kurt looked at Pavarotti through the bars of his cage and smiled. “Hey, I’ll bring him to work with me,” said Kurt jokingly. “Weekends, I volunteer at a stray cat rescue.” He chuckled slightly. “It’s at the bottom of a coal mine.” He saw the highly un-amused faces of the other Warblers. “That was a joke,” he said, attempting to save himself. “I don’t, I don’t work at a coal mine…” Kurt trailed off as Wes banged his gavel on the desk.
“Let the council come to order,” spoke Wes. “Today we discuss the set list for Sectionals.”
Kurt was confused. “Council?” he questioned.
“We don’t have a director,” explained Blaine. “Every year we elect three upperclassmen to lead the group. But don’t worry,” he added, seeing Kurt’s face. “We all get a say.”
“Oh, fantastic,” said Kurt enthusiastically. “I have a lot of ideas.” Sebastian rolled his eyes. “Warblers, if I may?” Wes nodded to him. “Now I can’t deny that the Warblers’ vocals are absolutely dreamy, but I believe our set for Sectionals this year should have a little more showbiz panache.” Wes’s smile dropped from his face. “I think we should open with ‘Rio’ by Duran Duran.”
Blaine smiled at his friend’s lack of knowledge of the Warblers’ system. I really should have told him about that, he thought, mentally slapping himself. He’s going to hate me now…
“Oh, the council is responsible for song selection,” David told him with a smile.
“But we appreciate your enthusiasm Kurt,” Wes added, trying to soften the blow. “It’ll come in handy one day when you’re sitting behind this desk.” Kurt tried to smile at the older boy. “Now I propose we do our set at Sectionals in eight part harmony. Are there any objections?”
Blaine stopped paying attention to Wes. Kurt looked so dejected after his idea had been shot down by the council. What can I do to make him feel better? Blaine thought. He just looks so upset and he came here to be happy. To escape the pain. And now it’s like he’s back at McKinley, unappreciated and lonely. Blaine sighed. There wasn’t anything he could do. Not now anyways.
“Warbler Blaine?” Wes’s voice interrupted Blaine’s thoughts.
“Huh, yes?” He saw Wes, David, and Thad staring at him from behind the council desk. “Sorry,” he muttered, looking down at his feet.
“Blaine we wanted to know what your opinion was on having one of the numbers be a duet,” David told him.
“We would collect names and have duels to determine your duet partner, of course,” Thad continued.
“But if you’re not okay with it, then we’ll leave all the songs as solos,” Wes finished.
Blaine’s mind was going a mile a minute. A duet? That would be perfect! A smile grew on the boy’s face. I just have to make sure he gets into the duel. He could totally kill anyone he was up against. “Yes,” he said. “Let’s have a duet.”
Wes smiled. “It’s settled then,” he said. “Warblers, please hand in a piece of paper with one name written on it. That name is the person you nominate for a duet with Blaine.”
Blaine wasted no time in writing ‘Kurt’ on a paper and handing it over to David. He had no idea that Sebastian had been reading Blaine’s face the whole time and then sneaked a look at his paper. He hastily wrote his own name on a piece of paper and passed it to David. He couldn’t just let Kurt sweep in and steal that duet. It should be his. Sebastian was Blaine’s boyfriend after all. If anyone should be singing that duet, it should be him.