This is my first ever fanfiction so please don't be too mean when you read it. I've only done the first chapter to see how it goes. I'm from England to maybe some of the spellings are a bit different but I've really tried to get into an American state of mind. I love Klaine but I wanted to have a go at doing a Kurtbastian fanfic. I just think there's something about those two, hmmm I don't know, maybe I'm imagining things. Anyway I hope you enjoy! :)

Rated K+ for mild coarse language.

Summary: The Warblers hold an annual date auction, only this year the Warblers have something up their sleeves. Sebastian Smythe has been put forward to take part this year and the Warblers want to humiliate him in front of everyone as payback for treating them like trash. However, as Sebastian stands on stage wishing more and more that the ground would just swallow him whole, a one Kurt Hummel puts a bid forward and helps him out. They've been enemies for so long, so what's changed now?

Sebastian Smythe stood backstage at the Warbler's annual date auction, he didn't want to admit it but he was slightly nervous, he wasn't nervous about going out on a date with someone; in fact he was quite proud to say that he was a naturally confident person, and all those nights spent at Scandals just helped prove that. No, he was nervous because he knew the rest of the Warblers were up to something, whether it was good or bad he couldn't tell. He'd been racking his brains in the week that had passed since they had urged him to sign up, trying to figure it out. His first idea was that maybe they knew that having him up for auction would earn them some serious money for their charity, or maybe with Blaine and Kurt splitting up after Kurt had left for some fancy college in New York Blaine had finally come to his senses and realised Sebastian was the one for him and the Warblers were urging him to sign up because they were just helping the inevitable.

However there were also the not so good thoughts running through his head. He knew he was good looking, you'd have to be blind not to see it, but there was always those 'what ifs', like what if he got a stupidly low price, or what if he ended up with some creepy pervert who just wanted to grope him with every opportunity, Sebastian wasn't shy but he was doing this date for charity, he definitely wasn't planning on going home with the guy. That was another fear! What if he ended up with some clingy girl who took the date as an opportunity to try and trap him in a relationship. One; he was gay so that would be a problem and from his experience some girls just didn't understand the concept of 'I don't play for your team', and two; Sebastian doesn't do relationships.

"Sebastian, you ready?" Trent asked, bringing Sebastian from his thoughts.

"Huh, oh yeah I'm ready." Sebastian replied, giving himself his signature smirk in the mirror. 'Well, as I'll ever be.' He thought to himself.

"Well get yourself by the stage because your next." Trent instructed, smiling to himself as he turned around. Trent would never think of himself as a mean person or a bully but he'd had it with Sebastian. He was just tired of all his comments about his weight and the fact he sometimes finds it hard to keep up with the other Warblers. He saw this as a chance to give Sebastian a taste of his own medicine.

Sebastian followed Trent's orders, trying to supress the butterflies in his stomach. He could see Nick out on stage doing some poses for the ladies in the audience. Sebastian had to admit, Nick was a very good lucking guy, and from where he was stood he had a very good view of his ass, if Nick was gay Sebastian knew he would have already tapped that. Before he knew it Nick was finished and had managed to get a winning bid of $250 and it was his turn to go out on stage. He waited until David called his name and then did what he hoped was a confident walk up to the small pedestal in the middle of the stage. He put on his confident smirk and waited while David started the bidding. For some reason the rest of the Warblers had gathered in the auditorium and were all wearing the same superior smiles on their faces.

"This is Mr Sebastian Smythe, he is on the Warblers and plays lacrosse and soccer for Dalton Academy. Let's start the bidding at $25." David said, starting the bidding. Like the other Warblers, David was also wearing the same smile on his face.

Sebastian thought he had thought of everything bad that could happen to him but he couldn't have been prepared for this. He was met with a wall of silence, not one person said anything or raised their hands to bid. Sebastian felt his confident smirk falter as he was hit with a wave of panic. He felt like a deer in the headlights, his palms were feeling sweaty and his smirk was replaced now by a look of confusion and panic. 'Why won't anyone bid?' he thought to himself. 'I'm a catch, you can't be telling me that not one single person wants to bid on me.' It was then that he noticed it; all the Warblers were stood at the back of the auditorium, sniggering and trying to cover their mouths and quieten themselves.

'I knew it!' Sebastian thought to himself. 'This is what they were planning, they want to humiliate me in front of everyone, turn me into some kind of joke!' He hated to admit it but he could feel himself starting to shake from embarrassment, he could feel his cheeks heating up and he knew the people sat in the audience had noticed it. He was just about to turn and leave the stage when he heard it; a male voice in the audience placed a bid. Sebastian was sure he knew that voice but he was too elated to care. Someone had bid on him and saved him from the embarrassment of leaving the stage humiliated, not just that but the person had placed their bid quite a bit higher than the starting bid.

"Oh…well then…any advances on $150? Ok then, $150 going once…going twice…Sold, to the guy at the back with the brown hair." David said with genuine confusion in his voice, this wasn't part of the plan. Who would ruin their plan?

Sebastian felt his confident smirk return as he turned and strode back off the stage where he would meet this mystery bidder. He had to say that he was very curious, someone obviously liked him enough to ruin the Warblers' plans, which was saying something as Sebastian was not very well liked, and why did that voice sound so familiar?

"Well, well, well Meerkat. This should be good." Said a voice from behind him.

That's when Sebastian realised why that voice sounded so familiar to him. The reason he was not able to match it to a face before was because it belonged to the last person that he expected to ever bid on him.

Kurt Hummel.