A/N: Hello wonderful readers! We're baaaaaccckkk! And sorry we're late! The holiday season had us both extremely busy with hardly any time at the computer at all. Time for Kurt and Blaine to begin their senior year. It's going to have its ups and downs, but we hope you like what we have in store for them. The first few chapters are going to be fairly short and plotless but we have MAJOR plans for them, like huge. Soooo stick around!
The only Glee we got for Christmas/Allie's birthday, was both seasons and the movie on DVD, so we still don't own anything.
We hope you all had a wonderful holiday! Without further interruption, we give you Even the Seasons Change!
Chapter 1
Kurt had been sitting at his kitchen table for the last fifteen minutes staring at the envelope laying there. It had arrived in the mail this morning and he'd been too busy packing and being nervous to look at it. But, he was supposed to be meeting Blaine at school in a half hour and his car was already packed and good to go. He knew he had to open it before he left. Taking a deep breath, he nervously picked up the letter and thumbed the Dalton Academy insignia in the top left corner. Flipping the envelope over, he tore it open slowly and pulled the letter out.
Dear Mr. Hummel,
It is with great pleasure that I am able to inform you that you have been selected as one of the Warbler Council members for this upcoming school year. After much deliberation between myself and the other two remaining members, we have decided that you are the best person for this position. Please get in contact with your fellow council members David Thompson and Thad Williams to discuss specifics. Congratulations, again.
Sincerely,
Mark Johnson
Supervisor, Dalton Academy Warblers
Kurt squealed and yelled in joy as he read the letter, quickly stuffing it in his messenger bag and grabbing his keys out of the bowl in the hallway. He was just about to swing the front door open when his dad came rushing in.
"Kurt?" his dad asked, concern lacing his tone, "What's all the yelling about? I heard you all the way from the garage."
"Dad! Guess what! I got elected to be on the council of the Warbler's this year! Can you believe it? Oh my gosh, it's such an honor, I'm just so excited they picked me!" He rushed out, grabbing his dad and crushing him in a suffocating hug.
Burt pulled away, chuckling. "God, that's great, son. I'm just glad it wasn't anything bad!"
"Nope! Best news I've gotten all summer. Anyway, I have to run. I promised Blaine I'd help him get situated in his new room and I'm already late! I'll call you later on tonight. Bye, dad! Love you!" Kurt yelled, as he practically ran to his car, ecstatic to tell Blaine the good news.
Blaine huffed as he placed the last duffel bag onto his bed. He finally had dragged everything out of his Jeep. He looked around the box-filled room, completely alone, and sighed. Sophia had wanted to help him move in, but she couldn't take off of work. He didn't have a roommate yet. And Kurt was supposed to be helping him, but he was nowhere to be found.
Frowning, Blaine checked his watch for what had to be the hundredth time that hour. He scrolled through his sent messages to Kurt, making sure that his text detailing when he'd be moving in and his room number had sent. According to his Blackberry, the message had been delivered three hours ago, and Kurt should have been there approximately...fifty-six minutes earlier. It wasn't like Kurt to be that late. A few fashionable minutes were one thing, but nearly an hour was considered rude in Kurt's book, and Blaine knew his boyfriend would die before being a hypocrite.
Blaine felt himself inadvertently get worried. Opening up his call list, he hovered over Kurt's name and hit send.
The second the phone started dialing, he heard the door behind him swing open. Tossing his phone on the bed, he saw Kurt finally make an appearance.
"There you are! Baby, I was so worried about you! What happened?"
Blaine took a step backward. He couldn't accurately read Kurt's expression. His boyfriend looked anxious and overwhelmed, but excited too. Kind of like he was going to throw up, but was it from something good or bad?
"Kurt?" he asked again. Kurt sat down in the chair besides Blaine.
"Sorry, I'm just trying to get all my emotions under control. It's just-oh my God, Blaine!"
"What is it, Kurt? What's going on?"
Kurt sucked in a deep breath.
"Well, I was getting ready to leave when I noticed there was a letter from Dalton for me on the table. Like, official crest, fancy envelope, swirly calligraphy. Anyway, I was staring at the thing for like, twenty minutes because I was too afraid to open it. I didn't wanna know what was in it, if I was in trouble or getting kicked out or what."
Blaine swallowed hard.
"So finally I open it and my dad comes running inside because apparently I was screaming, and-"
"Kurt!"
"I'm getting there! Anyway, I'm not in trouble or anything, at all, Blaine. I'm replacing Wes on the Warbler Council!"
Blaine's eyes widened.
"So that's why I was late, I had to go talk to Thad and David quickly to discuss when we'd meet to figure out about rehearsals and stuff, I knew it was a possibility but I didn't want get anyone's hopes up about it, especially my own, and apparently Thad and David recommended me to the head of extracurriculars and to our advisor and it got decided like, last week! I'm a council member, Blaine!" Kurt squealed eagerly.
"It's just going to be so much time and responsibility and power and I'm so excited about it, it's all I've ever really wanted since I became a Warbler! I can't wait until our first rehearsal, it's going to be so amazing!"
Blaine smiled widely, placing an arm on each of Kurt's shoulders to help him stop bouncing. It wouldn't do to disturb the neighbors below him on the first day. Especially since they'd probably have plenty of other noise violations this year, considering Kurt's choice to remain with Finn and Blaine's current single room status.
He pulled Kurt in for a quick hug and kiss to congratulate him. They broke apart, grinning, and Blaine motioned to the piles.
"Now that you've finally arrived, oh esteemed leader, would you mind lowering yourself to help out this poor civilian?" He asked, bending over to pick up a box.
Kurt smirked, smacking Blaine lightly on the ass.
"You'd better behave yourself, Anderson, or there will be more where that came from."
"Promise?" Blaine replied, setting the box down on his desk. "I do love a man in a position of authority. Something about all that power, it really gets me going."
"Well, if you don't keep it together at Warbler rehearsal," Kurt said, tracing his fingers down Blaine's arm, "I might have to schedule some extra practice."
"I think I would benefit greatly from those," Blaine grinned. Kurt's fingertips continued moving south until they reached his hands, tickled his thighs up to his hips, then slowly crossed the stretch of skin under his bellybutton. Blaine groaned automatically.
"Yes, I think you might need some one-on-one training, Anderson," Kurt smiled, watching his boyfriend's eyes darken. Blaine swallowed and lightly pushed Kurt down to sit on the bed.
"How about we christen this dorm room?" he suggested, already playing with the buttons on Kurt's shirt.
"How about we unpack first?" Kurt replied, leaning in for a kiss. "Besides, there's no way I'm laying down on this mattress without sheets. Do you have any idea how many sweaty guys have slept-or worse-on this mattress?"
Blaine sighed, gesturing toward his half-hard cock. But Kurt just stood.
"Come on baby, the sooner we start, the sooner we can finish those private "vocal exercises" you need so badly." Kurt said, pulling Blaine to his feet. "Besides, I promise that by tonight, that bed will be perfectly broken in."
Blaine caught the wink from his boyfriend and smiled. Opening up the first box, he threw his head around to watch his boyfriend organizing his clothes.
How had he managed to get so lucky?
The two finished unpacking in record time and they soon found themselves curled up on Blaine's bed (fully clothed, despite Blaine's protests) cuddling before Blaine had to head off to work. Blaine checked his phone and sighed. He placed a sweet kiss on Kurt's lips, who seemed to falling asleep, before untangling his legs and making to stand up to change into his work shirt.
"Where are you going?" Kurt mumbled, sleepily and Blaine couldn't help but smile. He leaned back down to press another soft kiss on his boyfriend's lips.
"I have work in 20 minutes, I have to go." Blaine whispered on his lips before pulling away and stripping off his shirt, searching his closet aimlessly for one of his black polo's with the Lima Bean logo on the front. Kurt made a sound of protest but kept relatively quiet as Blaine finished getting ready for work.
"Alright, Kurt. I'm leaving. Feel free to stay here and keep my bed warm if you want, though I know you probably have some unpacking of your own to do, right?"
Kurt groaned and propped himself up on his elbow, "Please don't remind me. I can only imagine the havoc that Finn has probably wreaked already since I haven't been there to properly organize everything." His head hurt just thinking about it. Blaine chuckled and grabbed his keys and wallet off the dresser.
"Go help your step-brother unpack. I get off at nine. I'll see you then?"
"You can count on it. I'll probably need a break by then anyways."
"Yes, you're probably right. I love you."
"Love you too, see you later!"
Blaine winked and headed out the door and down his dormitory hallway. He passed Kurt and Finn's room on his way down and noticed Finn standing in the middle of the room surrounded by boxes. Shaking his head, he picked up his pace and almost jogged down the stairs to the parking lot. He did not want to hear Kurt's reaction when he saw the mess Finn had already made.
It was an hour until closing when Kurt stomped in to the Lima Bean. Blaine was wiping down the espresso machine as he watched his boyfriend march over to an empty table and throw his bag down. Blaine immediately knew something was wrong. Kurt didn't just throw his bag down carelessly. He started working on a latte for his favorite customer as Kurt trudged over to the counter with his biggest bitch face on.
"I had to unpack his delicates, Blaine. FINN'S DELICATES! Do you have any idea of how emotionally scarring that is?" Kurt inquired as Blaine slid his coffee over the counter.
Blaine smirked at his boyfriend, "What not even a proper hello?" he asked, which earned a raised eyebrow from his boyfriend.
"I'm sorry I'm still trying to get over the fact that my step-brother is incompetent at just about everything he tries to accomplish."
"I suppose I forgive you, but I do need payment for that coffee I just so graciously made for you." Blaine smiled, leaning over the counter. Kurt met him half way and placed a kiss on his cheek.
"Thank you for the coffee. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to sit down and finish up on my AP Lit summer work while you finish closing up." Kurt replied turning around and walking over to his discarded bag. He sat down in his chair and took out his laptop, Blaine smiled and shook his head and went back to cleaning so he could get out on time.
The two drove separately back to Dalton and Kurt all but begged Blaine to let him spend the night in his room so he didn't have to go back and deal with Finn. The two boys made their way to Blaine's dorm room and settled in for the night. Tomorrow was the first day of class and both boys wanted to be refreshed and on time for them.
Once each boy performed their nightly routines, the climbed into the twin bed that Blaine had. It was nothing compared to the queen size bed they were used to sharing during weekends spent together, but it would do. They enjoyed the closeness of each other anyways.
Blaine laid against the wall and wrapped his arm around Kurt and nuzzled into the back of his boyfriends neck.
"Goodnight, Kurt." Blaine whispered pressing a light kiss right on the nape of Kurt's hairline.
Kurt sighed in contentment before snuggling in closer. "Goodnight, Blaine."
Kurt straightened his tie as he quickly walked down the hallway toward the commons. He was due to meet up with Thad and David in a few minutes for their first official meeting. Kurt was thrilled to begin his reign as a council leader. He already had several ideas about songs for Sectionals.
"Ah, Kurt, you're here! Sit down, David's just on the phone with Alison, again." Thad explained to him. Alison was David's long-time girlfriend. She was pretty, with long blonde hair and was extremely friendly. Kurt had met her on several occasions, and if it hadn't been for Wes' strict punctuality, several rehearsals probably would have been delayed due to David's notorious mid-afternoon chats. Thad and Kurt talked about moving back in for a few more minutes, and then David finally appeared.
"So...let's begin!" David said excitedly, tapping his hands on the table. It was plain to see he loved his new power. Though a second-year council-leader, Wes' departure clearly gave Thad and David an increased sense of authority. It wasn't a secret that Wes had used his seniority even over his fellow leaders.
"I feel like there should be something more official to induct you to your leadership position, Kurt, but we'll formally recognize you tomorrow at rehearsal."
"Not to worry!" Kurt chattered animatedly. "I'm so thankful you guys chose me to be in charge!"
"Well Kurt, you've been a vocal leader of this group since you were a freshman. Let's be honest, it was a little painful watching Wes hold his gavel over you head the past few years, wasn't it?" The boys laughed, and Thad picked up where David had finished.
"Seriously, Kurt. You've changed so much since you started here. Your relationship with Finn, and bringing him in, surviving the whole Trent debacle, and then getting to know Blaine. It's obvious he's good for you, and it's made our lives easier knowing your diva side is buried deep down."
"Hey!" Kurt laughed, faking insult. "Don't mess with my diva side. It's still there, just waiting for a moment to come and snark you up. Besides, this whole new power is going straight to my ego, don't let anything make you think otherwise."
The three chuckled in unison. Inside, Kurt was thrilled. He couldn't be more pleased about how the interaction with David and Thad was going. It was plain to see that they had chemistry between them, and they would bring the Warblers to victory this year. Which brought him to his next point...
"So listen, Thad, David, all jokes about my divaness aside, I seriously think I know what we need to do to win this year."
The two other boys shifted in their seats.
"It's plain to me that the Warblers have become, well, a little predictable. From what Blaine's said and what we've seen about the New Directions, they are not a one-trick pony. And I watched them lose at Nationals, guys. They're going to come back with a vengeance this year, and I don't think our usual top-forty set list is going to work. I have the perfect idea for a song!"
Thad and David leaned forward eagerly in their seats.
"What if we do the Lady Gaga/Elton John duet from the 2010 Grammys? A little Poker Face, then Speechless and Your Song? I know Blaine can do the Elton part, and of course I know every word to Speechless. Plus, it's not one of her most famous songs, so it's not overdone. And they're both in the Warbler's pop wheelhouse!" Kurt sat back, looking pleased.
Thad sighed after exchanging a long look with David. "Kurt, while we don't totally hate the suggestion, you have to understand where we're coming from. The guys, they're accepting for sure...but performing a number by two of the most notorious gay icons in a duet featuring our leading gay couple? I'm sorry, but it's Ohio. What if we get penalized for this by the judges?"
"What about 'Just the Way You Are,' by Bruno Mars?" David suggested. Thad nodded.
Kurt looked down at his hands.
"I thought me being in charge of this group meant that I'd get to shake things up, you know, be a leader."
"You can be, Kurt! And we understand what you mean. But it's just like when you auditioned for the Warblers and waltzed in belting out 'Le Jazz Hot,'" David explained. Kurt smiled fondly at the memory, as his fellow Warbler continued. "You had to learn to find the balance between you and the traditions this group has had for so many decades."
Kurt still avoided eye contact. Thad spoke next.
"We'll find a way to spotlight you in the way you want, Kurt, if it's for the greater good. Part of being a leader is going to be making sure that everyone benefits, even if it means you don't get to be the star. You're still our frontman, no one is trying to change that. And yes, maybe we'll get to add a few surprises to our set list. But for now, we should focus on getting the Warblers ready for the school year. We have months to worry about sectionals."
Kurt nodded in silent apology for his divaness. David gave him a reassuring look and squeezed his arm before turning toward Thad. They ironed out details about the first official rehearsal, auditions, and worked on figuring out a schedule for the next few weeks. By the time five o'clock rolled around, Kurt was exhausted. He went with Thad and David to dinner, Blaine, Nick, Jeff and Finn joining them at the table. Kurt picked at his salad mostly, an act that didn't miss Blaine's eyes. The two excused themselves to Blaine's single afterward.
Kurt flopped onto Blaine's bed, groaning into the pillow.
"Baby, what if I'm not cut out to lead the Warblers?" he asked quietly. Blaine rubbed his back in response.
"Kurt, you were never meant to follow someone. You've been blazing your own path for years now. Wes' gavel was just a formality to conflict with that. You're a natural leader, babe, and you're going to be perfect. Besides, you're already my star. Why shouldn't everyone else get to see exactly how wonderful you are?"
Kurt smiled, leaning in to kiss Blaine on the lips.
"What did I do to get such an amazing, eloquent, beautiful boy to fall in love with me?" Kurt asked.
"Sexual favors, mostly." said boyfriend replied. The two laughed, but Blaine's eyes darkened slightly. Kurt caught the expression and pressed their lips together again.
"Thanks, Blaine," Kurt murmured between kisses, knowing it'd be the last thing they'd say for awhile. Blaine replied by deepening their kiss, and as their arms encircled each other, Kurt felt the stress lifting away. Everyone was right: his senior year was going to be the best one yet.
A/N: Like we said before, we have big plans for this story. While Allie's on break, we should be able to get ahead on everything and keep to our weekly posting, if not more frequently than that. As always, come talk to us on tumblr: Cait's new url is shortpantsand-bowties, and Allie's is tomorrowneverkn0ws still. Or come find us on our joint account, klaineitonthealc. Or give us a nice long reviews. We love reviews. Anyway, just come talk to us. We wanna hear your input, ideas, etc.
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