Sebtana: Smooth Criminal

*bell rings*
It is lunch time and two girls dressed in a Cheerios outfit went towards the school cafeteria, hand in hand. As the taller girl with shiny blonde hair, skipped about whilst swinging the hand of her brunette partner with beautiful olive skin, she went on and on about unicorns and cotton candy. Though Santana is already used to this crazy stuff, which is one of the reasons why she loves Brittany, but somehow, even after their first Valentine's day together as a couple, she often finds herself thinking about that time she had a singing duel with that horse-faced, Sebastian from the Dalton Warblers. How beautiful his eyes flamed with such rage which was super-hot. That's just the thing; she's not supposed to be thinking that it was hot. Sure, the part where she taped the recorder on her under-boob was spy-ish hot but Sebastian is competition. And besides, she's gay. She likes girls and she loves Brittany. Maybe it's just that horse-face is a good singer, that of which she won't admit out loud. She even mentally punched herself in the vagina just for thinking about it.

"Santana? Did you hear what I just said?"

Dazed and confused, Santana looked back at the girl in front of her who was waving her hand in front of her face while pushing along the red tray, "I'm sorry, babe, I spaced out. What was it again?" she asked with a sweet smile that she only shows to Brittany.

"I get that sometimes too… What were we talking about?" Brittany said that made Santana take her hand and squeeze it gently. Yes, she loves Brittany, no one else.

The rest of the day went by pretty much as always. After class, she and Brittany went together to Glee practice for the song they're going to perform for regionals. It was about time that Mr. Shue put together a set list; otherwise, they wouldn't have enough time to perfect their performance. It was the usual stuff, Rachel getting a solo, Finn and Artie get to share the limelight for male vocals, Mercedes belts out the high notes while the rest of them get to sing the oohs & ahhs and do some dancing in the background.

"Santana, here's your solo part," Mr. Shue said as he handed Santana a couple of music sheets.

"Yeah, yeah, it's not like I have to practice swaying… what?"

"Mr. Shue just gave us solo performances as the Troubletones in the New Directions!" Mercedes cheered as she pulled Brittany and Santana together into a tight hug.

"Is this food?" Brittany asked mindlessly

Santana looked at the papers in her hand and there it was, front and center, just below the title of the song, lead vocals: Santana L. , Mercedes J. , Brittany P. It was like a dream come true. Curly finally gave her a break. She won't mess this one up. C'mon, she doesn't mess up solos. Never. When that Sebastian sees her sing, he will cry tears of blood because of how good she is. Wait a minute, she's not supposed to be thinking about him! Keep it together, Santana. Make this one good.

"Finally! Thanks, Mr. Shue!" she said as she sat on one of the red chairs and started humming the song on her music sheet. She's going to slay it. They are going to win regionals and those fancy pants can't do anything about it.

"Hit it!"

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         Another boring class day has passed and Sebastian went off to get himself a cup of coffee. He lives on caffeine, so it seems now. He could barely make it through class if he doesn't get his daily dose of coffee.

After getting his order, he looked around the café for a familiar face, but to his disappointment, none of them were of particular interest to him. He lingered still, sat alone on one of the tables near the door, and his eyes were darting here and there whenever he sees someone wearing a red dress. Well, a Cheerios uniform, to be exact. As crazy as it may seem, he can't get his mind off of that day when Santana came to their school and they had a sing-off. He hated to admit it but she was good. He was very impressed and he hated that she was that good. It means only one thing; those New Directions can definitely beat them in Regionals.

No. No way. Calm yourself, Seb. They can never beat you. You are a star and you'll bring the Warblers to Nationals and bag that trophy. He thought to himself as he took a deep inhale and gulped the last of his drink before crushing it and throwing it in the trash can without even looking.

She might be good but I'm better. I know I am. Watch out, Santana, coz I'm gonna get you. I'll beat you and make you cry. You'll go all "Lima Heights" again and shrivel your brunette hair. Your eyes will burn ablaze and that nasty, evil, sexy smile of yours will be wiped off. Wait, what?? Get it together, Seb! Stop thinking about her! Time for some killer song practice.

Sebastian opened the doors with both hands, making a big dramatic entrance to the Warblers headquarters and boomed, "positions, everyone!"

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About two weeks before Regionals, the surprising incident about David Karofsky spread out in Ohio like wildfire. Sebastian felt really bad after his encounter with Dave. He did seem like a nice guy but he was his usual bitchy self so he gave the poor boy unsugar coated rejection in the face when Dave tried to make a move on him. Sebastian has a spotless record and only the best of the best are the ones he gets and doesn't settle for anything or anyone less.

Sebastian decided to call upon a couple of New Direction members for a meeting in the Lima Bean to set things straight. He was there around ten minutes early and was fidgeting with his hands while waiting for the others to come. A couple more minutes and then the two gay couples showed up: Kurt and Blaine plus Brittany and Santana.

Santana, oh the beautiful Santana… How he could just get his thing together if all he could remember is that steamy song duel they had about a week ago. She was just so passionate and… sexy.

What the hell? Last time he checked, he like penises over vaginas and now, he's thinking that Santana Lopez, another gay person, is sexy. Focus, Seb, FOCUS.
Sebastian then started his apology to the other group and that he's willing to wave the white flag for peace, "it's all fun and games… until it's not."

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         At first, she didn't want to believe it because she knew that Sebastian is nothing but a dirty little player. But somehow, even after everything he has done looks like horse-face has a limit as well. They all agreed to let it all go and just go through with regionals. Santana's careful as she's used to this underhand stuff which is why she gave in because of Brittany but still has her guards up.
         
Although, something weird happened when she saw him again that day, her stomach fluttered as if she didn't eat and her knees went weak. She was barely able to contain herself and keep her posture so she sat down in front of him while he was giving out his little speech. What was wrong with her? She wasn't ever the type who grows weak in the knees when she's in front of someone she likes. She wasn't like that with Brittany nor with any other girl did she like before. Maybe it was because she had this sense that she had to protect Brittany? And that with Sebastian, it was a totally different thing because for one, he's a guy and second, she has no idea if she's really attracted to him or to his immense talent which she got to experience first-hand whilst their duel.

         Get a grip of yourself, Santana. You love Brittany and you like girls, not some horse-faced person with a ding-dong between their legs.

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         After they had won regionals, Finn and Rachel got hitched and everybody's happy. Well, probably not everyone since Burt and Hiram kept on fidgeting like little kids even after the wedding. Even so, it's safe to say that every body's happy, but not Santana. Not entirely, no.

         What the actual fuck? Why am I still even thinking about him? I know he's really good and he looked especially hot during they performance in regionals. Who knew that he could dance? All the while Santana thought as she was stirring her coffee absentmindedly while Brittany was putting each granule of sugar in her coffee and counting it.

         "Hey girls," a distinctly familiar voice greeted the two Cheerios

         Santana looked up, surprised, and she almost even spilled her coffee all over the table, "for heaven's sake, Smythe! You almost got me a heart attack!"

         "Woah, sorry, didn't mean to startle you," Sebastian apologized but then turned to Brittany, "uh… what are you doing?"

         "Shh!" Brittany replied as she continued to count the sugar granules that she puts in her coffee, "8, 9, 1, 2…"

         Sebastian shook his head once before looking back at Santana, "how's the practice for nationals going?"

         "Set list's not done yet, and why do you care anyway?"

         "Because I'm rooting for you, for your glee club to win, that is,"

         Santana just rolled her eyes and stirred her coffee again and looked at Brittany counting from 1 to 9 then back to 1 again.

         "So… do you have another solo this time? That's probably the reason you guys won regionals, your powerful vocals," Sebastian said as he set his coffee cup down on the table and pulled a chair to sit down, "I could offer my services to help you out of you want," he added as he smiled devilishly yet it seemed so genuine at the same time that it had Santana captivated and distracted at the same time. Even so, she managed to shake it off and lean back on her chair, crossing her arms over her chest,

         "As much as I like it that you're giving me such compliments, what makes you think I need your help?" she retorted with one eyebrow raised, "It's like you said, I have powerful vocals and I got us to win, I don't need your help. Now, if you'll excuse us," Santana said as she stood up and tapped Brittany's arm for her to stand up as well, "we'll be leaving now since I lost my appetite with you around,"

         Sebastian stood up as well and blocked Santana's way, "hey, didn't mean any harm. How about this then, you and I go on a double date? You and Brittany, and me with another guy, yes? I just really want to make it up to you,"

         "Get out of my way, dill-weed. C'mon, Brit," taking her girlfriend's hand and dragging her to the door

         "Breadsticks, Friday night, 8pm" Sebastian called out and Santana just waved a finger back at him before disappearing behind the door.
         "I want to go," Brittany said as they were inside McKinley. The two girls were almost at the verge of having a heated argument because of that but Santana finally gave in. So looks like they'll be having a double date tomorrow night after all. The main reason why she didn't want to go isn't because she didn't like to be around Sebastian, but because she doesn't want to see him with another guy. She didn't like the idea of seeing him with another guy nor with another girl either. All she could think about was that time they sang together. It was an incredible feeling even though she was doing it for Blaine at that time.

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         The days went by so quickly and before they knew it, it was already Friday. Santana dressed up in a blood red, body hugging dress, simple yet very striking and elegant. Her hair was curled and swept to one side. Brittany wore an orange and yellow ensemble. The two looked bright and very eye catching that every pair of eyes inside Breadsticks fell on them as they entered the restaurant.

         Sebastian was looking at his phone and time piece from time to time as he was waiting for Santana, and Brittany, while he nodded his head and mumbled agreements at his so-called date. Well, he didn't really want to be with this Howard. He was good looking, yes, but he was barely interested. All he wanted was to spend time with Santana for reasons he was unsure of. He just wanted to be with her. So when they stepped inside the restaurant, his eyes went wide and he stood up from his seat. He watched her and only her. She looked amazing in that gorgeous red dress, smoking hot. Brittany looked lovely as well but not as elegant as her… girlfriend. Sebastian almost forgot that those two beautiful ladies are together as a couple.

         As the girls arrived at the table where Sebastian and his date were, Santana gave Sebastian a quick and small smile before Brittany burst out, "Hi Sebby! You look handsome!"

         Sebastian chuckled and looked down at himself before looking back at the blonde girl, "thank you, you girls look…" pausing to look at Santana again before looking back at Brittany, "ravishing."

         The other guy beside Sebastian cleared his throat and smiled at the two girls which led Sebastian to introducing the insignificant person, "ladies, this is Howard. Howard, these are Brittany and Santana."

After introductions, they sat down and started to get to know each other, get their orders and eat. It turned out to be great night. Santana had no idea how fun Sebastian was. Howard was quite dull and a bit slow so he and Brittany ended talking more. All throughout the night, Sebastian and Santana kept on eyeing each other. When they were about to go home, Howard offered to give them all a lift since he has a car. Brittany dropped off first since she was the closest. Santana kissed Brittany good night and waved her goodbye. Sebastian couldn't help but feel a tight knot inside his stomach and a heavy pull down his chest when he watched them on the rear-view mirror.

When it was Santana's turn to be dropped off at her house, she thanked Howard and Sebastian and started to walk away but turned around and looked back at Sebastian, "hey, don't forget to come over tomorrow around lunch time," Sebastian was confused and before he could say anything, Santana added, "you're helping me out with my vocals, right?" smiling at him that almost sent him to his death. He just nodded his head and gave her a huge smile as he caught a lump in his throat and couldn't speak.

The next day, Sebastian kept on checking himself on the mirror after he finished dressing up. He wasn't quite sure what will happen or how he really feels about Santana but he's sure as hell excited to be with her, alone. When he was satisfied with how he looked, he rushed off downstairs and out of his house, and made his way to the Lopez house.

Santana was anxious and she even woke up earlier than usual. She did her usual morning routine and even as she took her bath, she couldn't believe that she invited him over and she didn't tell Brittany about it or anybody else for that matter. Her parents went out of town to visit their relatives in Mexico and she was home alone.

Hearing the doorbell, Santana rushed to the door and took a moment to catch her breath before opening the door. When she saw Sebastian in a plaid button down shirt, maroon pants and a pair of Converse sneakers plus a cute grey beanie on his head, Santana almost fainted. She did manage to smile at him and greet him, "morning, slow poke. It's about time you got here," opening the door wider to let him in.

Sebastian just smiled at her as he entered the door and said, "and good morning to you too. Were you excited to see me?" he teased even though he was the one excited as fuck to see her. She looked amazing even in just a simple plain gray tee, white pants and a scarf. And boy was she sexy as hell. He had never looked at a girl and thought she was sexy and gorgeous and just… to-die for.

"Ha, as if. You probably didn't sleep as you were so giddy to see me," she teased back as she closed the door and went over the kitchen, "sit down, I'll just get something to drink. Any specifics?"

"Water's just fine. No need to impress me," he replied with a smirk as he sat down on the couch. Santana rolled her eyes but smiled to herself as she walked away. Sebastian looked around the house and it was pretty simple. Not very clean but manageable, they probably don't have time to clean everything. It was a normal house and he has never been in a normal American household before. Their family has the money which is probably why he studies in a private school and wears uniforms.

A minute later, Santana came back with a wooden tray and two glasses of water and club sandwiches. She didn't know what he liked to eat so she went for something simple and common.

"Thanks. So… where do we start?" Sebastian said as he took a sip of water
The two practiced a couple of songs and he showed her how to do warm ups properly. Santana actually enjoyed and learned a lot from him. Also, he was a great teacher, it was quite fun.

After a couple of runs, they decided to call it a day and they just ended up talking about everything. Santana was really enjoying his company that she didn't notice the dozen missed calls and messages from Brittany, "oh shoot, I completely forgot to check my phone," she said as she finally read Brittany's messages.

"Well, we were having quite a blast, haven't we?" Sebastian said with a smile that made Santana melt that she forgot all about replying to Brittany again. He noticed this and decided to make his move. He leaned a little closer to her, "we should do this more often,"

"Just don't be late next time," she replied with a chuckle as she too leaned in closer. They stared into each other's eyes and it lasted for what seemed to be an eternity and before she knew it, a pair of soft lips crashed onto hers and they made out with each other passionately. She doesn't know what will Brittany will say but for now, she doesn't care. All she knows is that she has wanted to do this ever since that magical song duet they had. It wasn't a duel in her mind anymore. It was duet. It was a duet like no other, so passionate and perverse that it blew her mind.

Sebastian couldn't believe what was happening. The last thing he remembered was that he liked boys and now he's making out a really hot girl. Well, she wasn't any girl any way. She's this talented, beautiful and amazing girl. He couldn't think straight right now but he was sure of one thing, he likes wants her and he's going to get her. He will.
This is happening just because of one song, one world-shaking song that will probably change their lives. She stole his heart and he stole hers. It was the perfect crime, "Santana Lopez, you're one Smooth Criminal," he breathed as they continued to kiss each other once more.