Greetings Earthling!

This Little, Longish Drabble, Short Story, Cray Cray Masterpiece;
Is Written By Myself 'Cyanide-Pansy' (Jaydee) And Edited And Partly Written By 'Static-Butterfly' (Katie).

We Both Take Classical Studies At Our College, And Thought, Hey, Romans Were Kinda Accepting Of Homosexualtiy, So Lets Make Klaine Go To Rome!

Of Course, Being As This Is 'FICTION' There IS Bound To Have Historical Inaccuracies (Such AS There Was Never And Emperor Named 'Anderson', And Blaine And Kurt Are Not Your Typical Roman Names)

But Alas, If Something We Wrote Is So Wrong, That You Can't Sleep At Night, Then Let Us Know! We Will Work Out The Kinks. But This Is Just For Funzees, And Actually Helps Us Remember Important Aspects Of Roman Life.

We Will Write What Some Things Mean In English In Brackets Next To Any Jargon Or Roman/Latin That We May Use.

E.g Kurt's Domus (House)

((Hahahahahahahahaaa...You May Have Thought I Was Talking About His BUTT!))

Any-Whore...We Might Not Also Write Them Speaking In Typical Roman Fashion. Could Be Some Swearing. Could Be Some Smut. Could Be Some Sexy Time. Who Knows!

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Chapter One

'Two Lives'

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Living in Pompeii was a breeze.

Heck living in Rome was pretty great in itself, but Pompeii had brought about the best good fortune upon Blaine's family that any good Roman could ever beg the gods for.

The Anderson family, were from a rich, strong, powerful bloodline and were all very well educated. So when his fathers, father had first arrived to the city with his wife, he had no trouble at all, starting a new empire and his father found no trouble at all joining the current empire, eventually taking over.

You see, his eldest son, Marcus took over his position when he took ill several years later, and passed away.

Marcus, his son, now emperor, married a young woman named Amelia, who bore him a son, named Blaine.

Blaine was raised in the public's eye, and was expected to take over his father s position if anything was to happen to him.

Living life in the upper class had many perks.

Blaine never had to do much for himself. He had slaves and people to tend to his every wish or desire.

He attended school for quite some time, learning to read, write and master the art of public speaking, at the prestigious 'Dalton Academy' for young men.

Blaine admired his family very much. He understood that his ancestors had worked very hard to get where they were today, and that the gods were definitely smiling upon their side.

However, being the emperor's son meant that he had a rather lonely life, not often being able, let alone allowed, to leave the massive estate the emperor lived on. Blaine longed for a friend.

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Just outside of the great city of Pompeii, was another story.

Kurt Hummel, work numerous long hours outside on his sick father s farm.

His father Burt, was in the olive oil trade, and needed someone to tend to the olives and oil process as he recovered from his illness.

However, Kurt wasn't alone in his work efforts. His father had opened his home to a kind woman named Carole and her son Finn, who put his great height to good use helping pick and crush olives.

Since joining the family, Carole and Burt had fallen in love. Something that did not often occur realistically in these parts, but Kurt wished to help them be as happy as possible. Like any dedicated and loyal son would.

Although wedding ceremonies did not take long, nor did they cost all that much, after a bad harvest of olives and a slight drought, they just couldn't afford to join themselves in union.

After working all day in the hot fields, Kurt would sit in his cubiculum (Bedroom) and think of ways he could help his father come up with a sufficient sum of money in order to join his father and his bride.

He considered selling all of his belongings, opening up a taberna (Shop), entering male prostitution, to which he wasn't keen on at all. Or selling himself in at the slave market.

(FUN FACT: The slave market is a place where a person can be captured, or put up willingly for auction to wealthy people. When brought, they are to do whatever they are told, and can be paid.)

A slave could often buy their freedom after saving enough money for their freedom, and return to their families.

He didn't like the idea of leaving his father, especially as he struggled with his health. But he would do anything to see his father happy.

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New Words:
Cubiculum-Bedroom

Taberna-Shop

How Exciting, We Are Learning Together.
I'm Fairly Certain Actually That Rome Had Fallen, And There Was No Emperor Around This Time That We Have Set This.

Also, We Aren't Even Sure That Emperor's Lived In Pompeii.

But They Do Now! 8)

Next Chapter;
"A Trip To The Slave Market"
Has Our 'Two Worlds Colliding' (Totally A Shameless Plug/Reference To My Other Fic)

Enjoy, R+R If You Like, We Sure Would. 8)

xxxxxx - Cyainde-Pansy (Jaydee)

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