Title: Free Your Mind (And The Rest Will Follow)
Rating: PG/Fluff
Summary: Klaine AU where Kurt was the lead soloist of The Warblers, and Blaine was the one getting bullied at McKinley. The boys of New Directions are working on their annual boys versus girls mash up at Finn's house. Enter Kurt Hummel, lead soloist of the Dalton Warblers and Finn's new stepbrother, whom Blaine met just two days earlier.
Warnings: It's pretty late/early, so I hope this all makes sense.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, the characters from Glee, etc. etc. The idea is based off a drawing by egobus over on Tumblr. Go check her out because she's super quality.

"It's been an hour and a half and we've gotten nowhere," Blaine said as he tapped his pen against the notepad resting in his lap, relaxing back into the armchair. There were a few song names, all of them crossed or scribbled out, and in the margins he was starting to doodle whatever popped into his head. Finn, Puck, and Sam were seated on the couch in front of the TV in Finn's living room playing some violent video game while Artie and Mike cheered and jeered them on.

"Blaine, we're on a recon mission attempting to assassinate the head zombie terrorist," Finn replied, tongue poking out of his lips as he pressed a certain button furiously, swearing under his breath before adding, "We'll get to it."

"Yeah, cool it with the mash-up stuff and just relax," Puck added, shaking his head at the TV as something exploded that he obviously didn't want to. "The girls don't have anything on us anyway. We could pull something together the day of the mash-off and still kick ass."

Blaine rolled his eyes, turning his attention back to the notepad, pressing the pen to paper to hopefully write down some more suggestions. Unfortunately, he couldn't think of anything, and the sound of machine gun fire and guys screaming was not helping in the slightest. Moving the pen off to the margin, he started doodling again, mind drifting off to his excursion to Dalton Academy two days ago. After another failed attempt at garnering mash-up ideas, a suggestion had been posed that Blaine go check out Dalton and on a whim of frustration, he had actually done so. Upon his arrival, he'd ran into the most beautiful boy he'd ever met, the Warbler's junior soloist named Kurt. The boy had perfectly sculpted brown hair and striking blue eyes and, as Blaine discovered after an impromptu performance by the Warblers, an amazing voice to match.

They had had coffee in one of Dalton's common rooms after the performance. Something, and Blaine guessed that it was probably his lack of a proper uniform and his gushing enthusiasm at the Warblers performance, had given him away as an outsider and briefly, Blaine thought that they would scold or report him. Luckily, Kurt and the other Warblers had been very understanding, listening to him as he told them about his frustration with the other members of his own glee club and his struggles with bullying at his school (not mentioning that it was McKinley purely because he didn't want them to think he was trying to get a leg up on them for competition) that had led him to visit Dalton. To Blaine's surprise, Kurt shared his own story of being bullied and assured Blaine that he could get through it as long as he had courage.

Blaine had found a lot of comfort and assurance in Kurt, and was happy to have made a new friend, someone outside of the New Directions, someone new. It was nice to have someone to understand what he was going through, to talk to when someone at school said something or his parents were acting less than gracious towards him. He'd never had that with anyone else and it was really exciting for Blaine to find that in another guy, let alone someone has beautiful and talented as Kurt.

And maybe he was getting ahead of himself, but that was just something he did; he fell too hard and too fast for nice guys. It had happened before and maybe it was happening again. But something was different about Kurt. He could tell by the way he couldn't wait to see Kurt again, the way he could practically here Kurt's voice in his head telling him he could do anything he wanted, as long as he had courage. Even now, as he sat and doodled a bunch of hearts in the margin of his notepad, he could practically here Kurt saying, "I'm home, don't mind me, I'm just going to get some things from the kitchen and head upstairs."

He furrowed his eyebrows at himself, wondering why he would have thought of Kurt's voice saying something so obscure, and then thinking it was even stranger that Finn said out loud casually, "Hey Kurt."

Picking his head up to see why Finn would be saying Kurt's name, his eyes found Kurt, in full Dalton uniform, passing through the living room on the way to the kitchen. The boy smiled at him politely before stopping, the polite smile turning into one that was more warm and personal, as he seemed to recognize Blaine. "Blaine?" he said with a hint of disbelief in his voice, "You didn't mention that you went to McKinley."

Blaine was speechless, completely unprepared to be seeing Kurt again so soon, and without any sort of preparation at all. He simply nodded, flipping the page in his notebook to hide the hearts he had been doodling. Kurt smiled, looking at the boy's huddled around the TV, and then back at him, confusion flashing in his eyes, "Aren't you all supposed to be working on some boys versus girls assignment?"

Blaine nodded again, clearing his throat as he attempted to speak, "We're supposed to be doing a mash-up." He shrugged helplessly as a chorus of yelling and swears came up from the boys seated across the room from him.

A small laugh escaped Kurt's mouth as he nodded, saying, "I see." He looked at the other boys and rolled his eyes, shaking his head as he continued on his path towards the kitchen. "Well, I would help you out, but I don't think that would be very fair to the girls from your school. Obviously, if I were on your team, you would automatically win."

"Obviously," Blaine repeated with a laugh, nodding his head as Kurt exited the room. "Thanks anyway," he called after, making sure Kurt was completely out of the room before he turned toward the other boys, whispering Finn's name harshly. When Finn didn't answer, Blaine tore a page from the notebook, balled it up, and threw it at Finn's head.

"Hey!" Finn whined, the machine gun noises stopping as he paused the game and looked back at Blaine, "What gives man?"

"Why didn't you tell me Kurt was your brother?" he whispered, a blush burning over his cheeks as he replayed the short conversation he had just had with Kurt over again in his head and wondering big of a fool he had made out of himself.

"Stepbrother," Finn corrected, turning back to the game and pressing play, the machine gun noises picking up again as he added, "I told you guys my stepbrother and stepdad moved in."

Blaine rolled his eyes, like Finn didn't understand how big of a deal it was that Kurt was living in his house with him. "But you didn't tell me that your stepbrother was Kurt! Kurt the Warbler soloist."

"I think Blaine has the hots for your stepbrother," Puck said much louder than Blaine would've liked, nudging Finn with his elbow before asking Mike, "Chang, is he blushing? I bet he's blushing."

"Shut up Puck!" Blaine whispered, as he blushed even redder, looking over his shoulder. Any minute Kurt would walk in, hear them talking about him and would be so offended that he would never talk to Blaine again. He just knew it.

Mike smiled at Blaine before nodding. "He's blushing alright."

Blaine brought the notepad to his face, falling back further into the chair, wishing it would just swallow him whole. But before he could sink into the leather, Finn was calling out, "Hey Kurt! Come here!" Blaine shot up, back straight as he looked over at Finn, eyes wide as he shook his head whispering, "Finn what are you doing? Don't say anything to him I'm sorry I won't interrupt your-"

"You called?" Blaine stopped talking as Kurt spoke again, sinking back into the chair and avoiding the Warbler's eyes at all costs.

Finn paused the game again and looked over at Blaine, smiling at him before looking up at Kurt, nodding at Blaine as he said, "I was just telling Blaine here all about your brochure things from all those Broadway plays you went to see when the Warblers went to Nationals last year and he said he'd love to see them."

Blaine looked over at Finn, the look in his eyes asking why would you do this to me?, what did I ever do to you? as Kurt replied, "They're called playbills, Finn." There was a slight pause and Blaine turned to face Kurt, waiting for the beautiful boy to make up some excuse as to why he couldn't show Blaine, or maybe even flat out say he didn't want to. Instead, he was greeted with a small smile and a nod of Kurt's head as the boy gestured towards where Blaine assumed the stairs to the second story of the house were, "If you really want to see them, I'd be happy to show you."

A huge smile broke over Blaine's face as he nodded, speaking a little too excitedly as he responded, "Yes, yes I'd love to see them!"

"Great," Kurt said, laughing a little again and Blaine could guess that Kurt was laughing at his enthusiasm, but he didn't care. He liked to hear Kurt laugh, even if he was the one causing it. "Let me just grab some water and I'll show you up," Kurt nodded, calling over his shoulder as he disappeared back into the kitchen, "Did you want anything?"

"No, I'm fine, thank you," Blaine responded, checking to make sure Kurt was out of sight again before turning to face the other boys, each and every one of them grinning at him with a smug smile. He rolled his eyes, blushing as he whispered at them, "You guys are the worst. The absolute worst."

They laughed, mocking Blaine's whisper and taunting him with kissy faces. He rolled his eyes again, turning towards where Kurt had gone into the kitchen. From behind him, he could hear someone talking, most likely Puck, saying, "I bet it'll take him two months before he asks that Kurt guy on a proper date."

Before he could turn around and protest, Kurt was coming out of the kitchen with a reusable water bottle in one hand and a copy of Vogue in the other. He smiled at Blaine and nodded towards the place he had gestured to earlier, encouraging Blaine to follow him as he led the way. Blaine gave one last glance over to the boys, who were exchanging bets on who would ask who out first and how long it would take, before following Kurt, clearing his throat as he said, "So, um, tell me about your trip to New York."