Crossfire

Chapter 1

"Racers! Are you ready?"

The girl in shorts and a short red top raised a flag in her hands. Four engines roared to life as a huge crowd on both sides cheered. A boy with short curly hair smirked confidently yet smugly at a boy with blond-brunette hair and that boy looked at an Asian boy who looked at an African-American boy. They all turned their eyes towards the girl.

"Get set..."

The engines rumbled like thunder.

"GO!!"

She waved the flag down and the cars sped off. For a moment, it was craziness to see who would get in front but the night sky black Camaro turned a sharp left and then right. He turned his eyes to see a blue Nissan Skyline R34 GT-R trying to speed ahead of him. The boy furrowed his eyebrows but he sped up. When he could get a good look when their cars were side by side, Blaine was transfixed. He was beautiful with the most fiery eyes he had ever seen. The boy was pale but perfect with the bluest of eyes as his car. The way he gripped the wheel tight but lightly and he screamed confidence while looking relaxed at the wheel. His hair whipped in the wind but stayed put together. He looked over at Blaine and winked before speeding out of sight. Blaine turned to face front and had to make a really sharp turn to avoid driving into a wall. When he came out of the alley, he was far behind.

"Shit."

Blaine tried to get ahead and ended up pressing a button on his dashboard as he blasted forward but the Nissan anticipated that move as he did with the other cars and used his own at the right moment to blast forward and finish on a double donut before stopping. The other cars finally caught up as the crowd cheered. The four boys got out of the car and watched as a white Marc Jacobs boot pressed to the ground followed by another and a boy climbed out of the car. Blaine had to resist dropping his jaw because not only was this boy devilishly stylish, but he was tall and hot. Kurt turned to see Blaine staring at him along with the three other boys and smirked, walking over.

"You guys were good, hard to beat for sure, but you pulled too early." Jeff scoffed with a smirk. "And you're the expert?" Kurt laughed and Blaine nearly dropped his jaw because he wanted nothing more than to hear that sound again. "No but let's just say I know my cars. You know, they're having a street party tonight if you guys want to come." "We would-" Wes started but Blaine stepped in. "-love to. Do we have to race to find you or are we meeting you somewhere?" Kurt looked a little flustered but he held back as he pulled out a notepad and pen, writing his number and hands it to Blaine. "No need. Just call me and I'll come meet you. It was nice racing with you and I'll see you later tonight." Kurt strutted back to his car and got in, winking at Blaine again before speeding off.

Later that night:

The party was in full swing by the time that the four boys pulled up separately. People were dancing, eating, chatting and playing games. All innocent fun unless you were to step into one of the clubs where it was a totally different world. Kurt was standing outside against the wall wearing a simple white V neck shirt with a black vest over top. He had on tight black skinny jeans and his white Marc Jacobs ankle boots. To top the look off, he had his hair up and to the side, blond highlight showing strong. Blaine and the other walked up in simple clothing but Blaine wore a simple black V neck and black jeans with sneakers. If Kurt and Blaine looked each other, neither pretended not to notice.

"You came after all. I was beginning to think you wouldn't show up." Kurt said.
"Unlikely. So, shall we?" Blaine said and Kurt smirked, leading the way in. This was where the true party was at when the five boys exited the alley. There was a bunch of lights and loud music playing. "Welcome to Plaza la vida nocturna." He said over the music. Within a few hours, the five boys found themselves having the night of their lives until Kurt and Blaine found themselves alone. So the pair went for a walk. "Where did you learn to race like that? It's nothing I've ever seen before." Blaine asked and Kurt chuckled, blushing. "My brother Finn. Well he's actually my step brother but we've grown close so one day I followed him and begged him to teach me. When I started getting good, I'd practice. I'm also a dancer so I try to figure out how to implement dancing into it. How about you?" Blaine shrugged. "Stumbled upon a race, fell in love while watching and have been doing it ever since."

The two boys found themselves on a balcony, overlooking the party down below. Blaine could spot his friends dancing and going wild to music, showcasing moves that were not suitable for Dalton. "You race pretty well too. A little early on pulling the NOS but you made an effort." "Hey you tricked me! I had it but you...um..." Blaine struggled to find the words. "Had you distracted by my looks? Don't worry, I got distracted too." Kurt said, bumping Blaine with his shoulder. Blaine chuckled and leant over to rest on the railing. "So you're...gay?" He asked. "As a rainbow flag but that doesn't mean I don't mind getting gritty. I would assume that you are?" Kurt asks and Blaine nods. "For as long as I can remember. My mom understands but my dad, not yet. He doesn't hate the idea but it's taking him time." Blaine sighs. Kurt copies his position and looks at the stars. "My dad knew since I was three and my mom knew long before that. She passed when I was nine and handed me the toy model of my car which once was hers. Dad had it kept away in the garage. No one touches it or fixes it but me." "It's a nice car and the right color for you. It brings out your eyes." Blaine said, making Kurt smile instead of tear up. Kurt chuckled and wiped a tear. "God, you sure do know how to make a guy go through his emotions. Alright, talking's done. Why don't we get down to some dancing?"

Kurt led Blaine down and back out from the trail they took and that's when Kurt heard that song. He never could resist fast Latin music. "I'm not good at Latin dancing!" Blaine said over the open notes and nearly stopped breathing when Kurt looked back at him. "I'll teach you." With that, Kurt pulled Blaine into the crowd and helped Blaine move his hips slowly before picking up speed. Kurt joined in and after a minute, it went from their hips grinding in the air to hands sliding up and down, bodies gyrating and stimulating as Kurt and Blaine got lost in the music and the beat. The dance turned from innocence to a dance that held so much heat and lust as Blaine seemed to lose himself as he danced with Kurt among other couples. Hands explored, heads tilted and feet moved swiftly and quick. Kurt's eyes locked with Blaine's and smirked at how blown up with lust and attraction they were. Kurt's was the same and they hardly noticed that their space had gotten bigger which gave them more room to move. Kurt swiftly spun away and around Blaine while spun the other way and suddenly the music seemed to control his hips and feet as he twisted left and right until he met Kurt and dipped him, bringing back up and Kurt dipped Blaine, bringing him back up. They were surrounded again and found Kurt against Blaine, head leant back as Blaine rocked his hips against Kurt's ass while holding his hips close and if Kurt let out a soft moan that had Blaine breathless, neither cared as they met for a hot steamy kiss.

Time seemed to slow down as the two kissed slower, taking their time to enjoy the feeling that seemed to exploded in their mouths. They just stood there in each other's arms, kissing and holding on for dear life. Soon air became more important and they broke apart to rest their foreheads together, smiling. "I hope you don't go around kissing boys like that." Kurt joked and Blaine chuckled. "You're my first actually." Kurt smiled at that and Blaine nearly fainted because that smile was something he wanted to see forever. "You're mine too."

Yes Blaine was.