Night and Day
Time for a long A/N: Hi! So this idea has been bugging me for a little while, so I decided to post up the first chapter. Let me know what you think.
This is an AU fic. If it might confuse you like it does me a little, here's a small explanation! It's kind of (not really) based on the Wizards vs. Angels episode of Wizards of Waverly Place. I just watched it with my little cousin. SELENA GOMEZ IS PRETTY.
Keep in mind, the Lights aren't exactly like angels and the Darks aren't like demons. (Not like we have an exact definition of what angels and demons are like, but still. They're somewhat like them. But somewhat different.)
So this story is mostly Klaine, with Finchel and Brittana as well as other couples. (I'm descriptive.) So characters in this story are Blaine, Kurt, Finn, Rachel, Tina, Santana, Brittany, and Puck. It's a drama! With romance! Who doesn't like dramatic romance? And romantic drama?
Now, I'm happy to present the first chapter of Night and Day. Enjoy!
Everything goes back to its rightful owners.
He had appeared in Lumière without a warning, flashing into the brightly-lit northbound region with nothing so much as a "poof". Usually, Lights are born into Lumière after they've been held in their mother's bellies for about nine months.
Unlike with humans, the Light mothers don't feel any pain or discomfort when birthing their children. Instead, the newborns simply appear with a flash of golden light in their mothers' waiting arms, clothed in a simple white tunic suitable for both genders.
But besides the fact that he had no parents (and had simply appeared, hovering in the air, above the wing-repair storeowner Burt's table), Kurt was your average seventeen-year-old Light.
He had grown up being somewhat looked-down upon, having no mother and all, but he found friends amongst the Lights in the music club he had joined a year ago.
There was Rachel, a lovely dark-haired girl who, though she had the most amazing voice, was quite stuck-up and wore the strangest white sweaters with various types of animals embroidered on them. Of course, no Light was completely bad, and Rachel could have a very sweet personality… occasionally.
Tina was beautiful too, with straight black hair, a kind smile, and the most unique and Victorian Gothic outfits one could put together with nothing but white clothes to work with. She was shy, occasionally stuttering on her words, but she had a wonderful voice. Kurt wished Tina was given solos more often. Usually Rachel, the co-captain of the music club, would pair herself and Finn for the leading parts in songs, while Kurt and Tina were forced to take the background vocals.
Then there was Finn. Kurt couldn't help but admit to himself that Finn was obviously the most attractive out of the people in the club. He had short-cropped dark hair, twinkling brown eyes, and the most adorable half-smile Kurt could ever imagine. He had spent countless nights fantasizing about feeling Finn beside him, holding him, nuzzling his hair, kissing him…
So he was gay. So what? It was him. His father knew, his music club friends knew, most people knew. He didn't fly around the city yelling it into a bullhorn, but people knew.
Of course, the Lights were kind and accepted Lights who were gay, but everyone could tell it wasn't the same as it would be if you were straight. Everyone was just a little more awkward around you, just a little more cautious. You were obviously different. You wouldn't be the same as everyone else. You would stand out more, just like Kurt did.
Maybe it wasn't him, maybe it was the Lights in general. They were all the same—the men were tall, muscular, handsome, and strong, and the women were slender, graceful, and beautiful. Everyone had something they were especially good at. It's not like they were horrible or anything… they were just so generic. They were careful and delicate, gentle and always patient. Everyone was almost the same, even his very unique music club friends.
Don't get Kurt wrong, he loved his friends and his dad. He was even fond of his music teacher, Mr. Schuester. He just didn't want the usual Lights, soaring around with their snowy-white wings and their beautiful faces.
He wanted adventurous companions. He wanted to break a rule. He wanted someone to come and scream at him instead of just gently reminding him to "don't do it next time". He wanted to do whatever he wanted. He even wanted to eat something other than fruit and cheese. He wanted to be one in a thousand other gay Lights, so that he wouldn't have to be the only one who was out in all of Lumière.
He wanted more.
And one more little A/N: Thanks for reading! Next chapter we'll meet the Darks and a certain curly-haired hazel-eyed boy who sneaks into Lumière. That's all I'm saying for now. Let me know what you think!
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