Title: Bad Ideas and Happy Endings

Summary: Extra rehearsal with Rachel was a really bad idea.

Disclaimer: Basically, if I owned Glee, the shower scene would be all episode long.

Extra rehearsal with Rachel was a really bad idea, especially because Mr. Shue couldn't let them in the auditorium, so they had to rehearse at one of their homes. Finn volunteered his because his mom would be gone for the day, and they could rehearse without interruptions. Rachel said she would come over at noon; by now he knew her well enough to know that she'd be there by 11:50 a.m. At 11:30 he started to panic, and hastily threw all of his dirty clothes into the laundry. He was just about to make his bed when the doorbell rang, so he just pulled up the bedcover into a semi-neat state.

"Where will we be rehearsing? I brought the musical accompany." Rachel chirped as soon as he opened the door. She was nervous, but Rachel Berry would never admit to fear.

"Uh, well, I've got a pretty good stereo system in my room if that's okay."
She stepped inside. "That's absolutely fine. The important thing is getting it prefect" She told him as he led the way to his bedroom. "I realize you would rather not do a ballad, but every team must do one, and being the most talented vocally, we are the logical choice."

Sometimes her directness still took him by surprise. "Right. So this is my room. I'll put the disc in."

Rachel fumbled with the CD in her bag. Being actually in his room affected her more than she had counted on. "Here. The music only version is Track Two."
While Finn set up the speaker, she examined his shockingly messy room. Posters of famous football players hung on his wall, and football jerseys were hanging out of dresser drawers, and random school books and binders were piled on his desk.

"You can concentrate better in a clean environment you know."

"Yeah, maybe, but keeping everything organized is a pain."
"That's why you should clean as you go."
Finn smiled, and she blushed a little. "I bet your room is spotless."
Of course it. She is meticulous in all that she does. "It is, but no more talking. We need to practice."
"Sure." He said. "Do you want to stand or sit?"
"Standing is better for projection."
"Right." He muttered, looking slightly abashed.

'Scarborough Fair' was the ballad they were doing, a slow haunting version with lyrics taken from a book called "Impossible". It allowed for two different singers, and was slightly less depressing than the original. Finn and Rachel were going to be waltzing for part of the song, and Mr. Shue was bringing in a choreography on Monday, so the vocals had to be pretty far along by then.

The chemistry between them was bubbling under Rachel's skin as the music started and she lifted her voice in song; the entire first run-through was sung with total eye contact. When it did end, an almost awkward silence fell before Rachel remembered why she was there.

"It sounded okay, but the middle part really needs some work."
For the next hour and a half, they worked hard to perfect their duet. After working on individual parts, and then going through the entire song about a thousand times, Finn collapsed on his bed. "No more." He said to Rachel's suggestion of running through it 'just a few more times'.

"I suppose we can take a short break." She secretly admitted she was feeling a tad tired too.

Hesitantly, she perched on the edge of the bed, next to where Finn lay face down. He turned his face to the side, so he could see her clearly, and suddenly his heart was pounding like he'd sprinted 50 yards, and the bed felt so small.

"Is Quinn upset that we're doing this duet together?"
He shrugged. "Probably, but it's not important. She will get over it."

She smiled, a real one that lit up her face. "Because we really do work well together, and I'd hate for our partnership to be ruined because of petty jealousies."

Finn sat up so he was facing her full on. "It won't be. Who I date doesn't get in the way of friends."
"Are we friends?" Rachel really wanted him to say yes, because she liked him in a way that didn't have anything to do with his utter adorableness, and she wanted him to like her too.

"Yeah." he told her. "That's why this love stuff is so weird, cause we're not like…you know."

But we could be.

Rachel bit her lip, and Finn's gaze suddenly was stuck on her mouth. His hand twitched slightly because he wanted to just grab her and kiss her senseless. Something of that nature must have shown in his eyes, because Rachel whispered. "You know you can kiss me if you want too."

He wanted to, so he did. Immediately a fire sparked between them, consuming all rational thought. Finn slowly maneuvered her so that she was laying against his pillows and gazing at him with half lidded eyes (He wanted to take a picture, and hang it on his ceiling like a teenage girl so that it was the last thing he saw before going to sleep). He dipped down again and took her mouth under his, and she gasped, "Finn!", so he tightened his grip in her hair and tried to meld their bodies together.

He wasn't thinking, couldn't think, and the next thing he knew, she had his shirt off. He rolled over, dragging her with him, so that she was lying on top of him, her small frame not feeling like anything he's ever had his hands on before. Finn pulled off her cute little tank top and threw it somewhere. He didn't know where, and he didn't care.

Rachel was completely pulled into the moment, and she was very relived this was happening. There had been attraction between them from day one, and she thought it was great that they were finally getting it out into the open. Plus he was so strong and certain in the way he was holding her, and she felt so special.

The doorbell rang, pulling them back into real life where Finn had a girlfriend who hated Rachel.

"I should get that."
"Yes, you should." Rachel rolled off of him, trying to keep herself covered with her hands as she looked around for her shirt. Finn left the room quickly, trying to get the image of how Rachel looked right then out of brain. When he opened the front door, he froze in horror.

"Quinn. What are you doing here?" Finn desperately tried to think of someway to get out of this one. Would it be better to make Quinn leave? Or would that raise her suspicions? Was there anyway Rachel could get out without being seen? Finn knew how his girlfriend felt about Rachel, and if he were her, he'd be hiding, trying to avoid being seen as to not increase the torment. However, he was sharply reminded that he was not Rachel when she stepped out of his bedroom with her head high, wearing one of his old sweatshirts. It was far too big on her, but she looked so pretty, and Finn had to clench his fists to keep from grabbing her and dragging her back into his bedroom.

She smiled at him as she passed him and Quinn staring in shock at her. "I think we improved a lot today. I have a feeling we'll be fine for learning the steps by Monday." Still standing like a queen, she left his yard and walked out of site.

Finn had no small amount of trouble looking back at Quinn. "We were practicing for Glee."

"Fine." Quinn had two spots of red rising in her cheeks. "Fine, because that's what I need to talk to you about. You're into Glee, whatever. But, like, you're hanging out with those geeks."
"Gleeks." He corrected her automatically.

She looked annoyed. "Gleeks? Really? The point being it's us, as in the Cheerios and your football team, or them."
Actually, and this was unspoken, it was her or Rachel. The football team was gradually accepting his involvement with the club, and he never really cared about the Cheerios anyway.

Quinn shook her head. "I'm sure I know what you'll choose, but I'll let you think about it for the weekend."

She kissed him softly and left.
That night he found Rachel's shirt, and made a not to return it to her after school on Monday. He also noted his pillow smelled like her shampoo, and that combined with the memory of how she felt against his hands and body was going to make this night suck.

Okay, so this is part one. When I get part two typed up, I'm going to combine them, because this is technically a oneshot, I just won't be typing it in one shot. So when it says complete, but there's only one chapter, it has been updated.

I hope you liked it. This is so much more limey than usual. I desperatly need a beta reader. One who preferably is familier with Glee, and Naruto, but it isn't all that important. Drop a review or PM if you're interested. I'll be fine with taking more than one. I like second (and third) opinions.

Please review. I was really disappointed with the lack of reviews with my last story, and as an author it makes me feel like I'm not doing a good job. So even if you don't like it, please just let me know what I can do to make it better.

Thank you!