Hey everyone! I totally shouldn't be starting a new story but I can't help it. There are too many ideas floating around in my head. I should be working on my assignments because I'm going away soon and need to get them done before I leave but I can't be bothered. Instead I shall write and have that 'I'm in deep shit now' feeling later!

Summary: A gypsy at the fair takes the Warblers on wild ride to Kurt's past. KLAINE! Jeff/Nick!
Disclaimer: I don't own glee!
I also have nothing against gypsy's!

Exploring the past

Chapter 1: Blaming Thad

Blaine Anderson was pretty sure that Thad was going to be throttled by numerous Warbler members for taking them to a fair and talking to a gypsy. Blaine was obviously first in line. Screw being dapper, the boy deserved it.

It all started on a regular Friday evening after school. The Warbler's were wrapping up their practice for that day (they were rehearsing for regional's), Blaine had been flirting with Kurt, oblivious to the boys feelings and his own, Nick was playing softly with Jeff's hair smiling happily, Wes was twirling his gavel in his hand and the rest of the boys were having a paper toss competition.

Thad had been on his phone and everyone jumped as he let out a startled yelp.
"YES!" Thad cried, giving a little jump.
"What are you doing?" David asked with a look crossed between amusement and concern.
"I have just received the best new ever!" Thad cried, looking around the room.
"Which is," Wes prompted.
"The fair is in town!" Thad cried.

There was an outbreak of chatter, some excited, some scoffing. Wes banged his gavel sharply on the table and the Warbler's grew silent.
"All those in favour of going to the fair tomorrow raise their hand," Wes said.
Majority of the hands shot up in the air, including Blaine's. Kurt thought he looked like an adorable, excited puppy. It was amazing how often Kurt compared Blaine's expression to a puppies because he had never been one for animals.

Wes banged his gavel again.
"Permission granted. Warbler's tomorrow we are going to the fair, all must attend," Wes said.
Kurt stared in a horror at Wes as the boys around him broke into chatter.
"I love the fair," Blaine said, looking to Kurt who still had a look of horror on his face. Kurt turned to him slowly and stared.
"What? You don't like the fair?" Blaine asked.

"No," Kurt shuddered. "The place is sticky with tacky rides and music not to mention the smell of vomit that is always around and the smell of what they call 'food' which even a child in poverty would eat."
"But that's the best part," Blaine cried. "It the adventure of it all. Although I do agree with you about the vomit being gross."

Kurt just continued to stare at him. Blaine chuckled.
"Obviously you have never been to a fair with me or any of the other Warbler's. Trust me, you're going to love it," Blaine smiled, showing all his perfect white teeth. Kurt could feel himself melting at the gaze and struggled to keep his angry facade.
"I don't do fairs Blaine," Kurt said, but he could tell he was fighting a losing battle.

"Please," Blaine pouted, pulling those puppy dog eyes on Kurt. "For me? I promise you'll have fun."
Kurt was screwed. Those eyes...damn Blaine and his ability to pull such an expression.
"Fine," Kurt said, blowing his breath out through his teeth.
"Yes!" Blaine cheered and Kurt couldn't stop the smile spreading across his face at Blaine's excited look.

Wes banged his gavel loudly and everyone turned to him.
"We will meet here at Dalton at 9:30 and head over to the fair together," Wes said. "Don't be late or we'll leave without you."
Kurt brightened at this idea but one quick, sharp look from Blaine squashed that idea.
"Everyone can go now," Wes said and the boys all stood, chatting excitedly. Kurt took his time packing up his bag and was aware that Blaine was waiting for him.

Nick and Jeff came wondering towards them, hands linked. Kurt felt a little jealous of their relationship but was extremely happy for the both of them. Kurt wished he had what they had, a boy to hold his hand. He liked Blaine, he liked him a lot, but he was sure that Blaine didn't see him that way. So Kurt was content for being Blaine's best friend. He would rather have Blaine as a friend then not have him at all.

"Excited for tomorrow?" Nick asked. Kurt just gave him his best 'bitch please' stare and the three boys chuckled.
"Kurt isn't, but I am," Blaine grinned. "I guess we'll just have to show him how the Warbler's do fairs."
Nick and Jeff grinned widely.
"You'll have fun Kurt," Jeff assured him.

"Just don't stay to close to Cameron," Nick suggested and Kurt gulped.
"Why?" Kurt asked, terrified of the answer.
"Don't say that or he'll never come," Blaine said. "Don't listen to them Kurt. Just stick with me and you'll be fine."
Kurt just eyed the three boys warily and sighed.

-Page Break-

Kurt pulled into the Dalton parking lot at 9:15 and switched off his engine. He had barley taken his key's out of the ignition when he door opened. Kurt whipped around and saw Blaine grinning at him.
"You came! I was sure I was going have to come and drag you down here myself," Blaine smirked. Kurt rolled his eyes and swung himself out of his car. Blaine shut the door for him and Kurt locked his car.

"Where is the fair being held?" Kurt asked as they made their way over to the other Warbler's.
"On a field not far from here. It's about a five minute walk," Blaine explained. Kurt nodded and they came to a halt in front of the other Warbler's.

They milled around waiting for the rest of the Warbler's to show up. When they did they all started walking toward the fair. Kurt and Blaine walked together, Kurt blushing when their hand accidently brushed. As they got closer, there was more cars and people walking around. Kurt could hear the tacky fair music playing loudly, kids shrieking with laughter, screams as they whipped around on the rides.
The boys took off into a run as soon as they saw the entrance. Kurt was just going to walk but Blaine grabbed his hand and pulled him along with him.

Kurt scowled when they came to a halt inside the entrance and huffed, fixing his hair.
"Where to first?" David asked, his excitement bubbling over.
"The rollercoaster," Thad yelled, grinning brightly.
There was a murmur of agreement and Blaine caught Kurt's horrified look.

"Not a rollercoaster fan," Blaine said, nudging his ribs with his elbows.
"Blaine! Do you know what it would do to my hair," Kurt cried, outraged.
"Come on Kurt," Blaine pleaded. Kurt wasn't sure how he had that power over him. So he found himself screaming his lungs out as they went around the rollercoaster.

As soon as it was over, Kurt jumped out and hurried away from the ride before they could go on it again.
Blaine came after him chuckling from the exhilaration. Kurt was trying to fix his hair and had a scowl on his face.
"Wasn't that fun Kurt?" Blaine grinned.

Kurt scowled.
"No it wasn't," Kurt grumbled. "I can't believe you made me go on that."
"Come on Kurt," Blaine laughed. "It was fun. Loosen up a bit Kurt."
Kurt glared at Blaine.
"I'm going to go and find something to drink that isn't made of sugar," Kurt scowled. "I'll find you later."

Kurt stalked off and Blaine sighed.
"Kurt, wait," Blaine called but Kurt had already disappeared.
"Blaine!" Thad cried, clapping him on the shoulder. "There is a gypsy! We are heading their now. Come on."
Thad grabbed him by the arm and dragged him away toward a brightly coloured tent.

The rest of the Warbler's were already there and Blaine squeezed into the tent behind him.
"Welcome," the gypsy said in a mystical voice. She was dressed in shawls of all colour, large earrings dangling from her ears.
The Warbler's said their hello's. The tent wasn't that big, most of it taken up by a round table that held tarot cards and a crystal ball.

"Can you tell us our future?" Thad asked.
"Are we going to win regional's?" Cameron asked, looking hopeful.
The gypsy smiled and chuckled lightly.
"I could," she said. "but I have something much more interesting for you."

"What?" Blaine asked and was surprised when the gypsy smirked at him.
"You recently acquired a new Warbler, correct," she said. The boys jaw dropped.
"How did you know?" David breathed.
The gypsy just smiled at them all.
"A mystery that boy is," she said mysteriously. "I want you to all look into the crystal ball."

The boys all leaned forward, eyes trained on the crystal ball. The lights dimmed and the room started to smell heavily of perfume. Blaine felt himself blinking slowly and his head started to get fuzzy. He was struggling to keep his eyes open and suddenly felt he no longer could.

Well there we go! Hope I have intrigued you enough to hang out for the next chapter! Please review!