First posted this on my tumblr, decided to post it here as well. Klainbows everywhere~
Time and Time Again:
Blaine doesn't remember the first one. He thinks it may have been in ancient Rome, but then he thinks about Egypt and flood and garden and snakes and god and everything, and he can't be sure. So he doesn't know when it started, and he doesn't really care, he only wants it to never ever end. And it hurts, and burns, and the weight of always remembering is sometimes so crushing he can't even breath.
But then suddenly he can.
He isn't always Blaine, you know. He remembers being Frank, and Aizawa, and Tom, and million other names that are him and aren't him at the same time, and it can be confusing and dizzying because he sometimes isn't sure where he is or when he is or who he is and it's horrible.
But then it suddenly isn't.
Sometimes he isn't even a male, and those times are confusing even more because he always remember, and you try being a girl with the memory of being a boy.
But then it's not so hard, because it's hard remembering anything when He is there.
(Sometimes, He is also a She, and sometimes they are both a she and sometimes they are both a he so Blaine can't really categorize himself as gay or straight or bi because he will always be only His, so it doesn't really matter).
In this life He is Kurt, but before He was Philip, and Kaito, and Mark. They always change, never staying the same person, never staying the same place, never staying the same time.
But Blaine always remembers, and Kurt always forgets.
And well… it hurts, Blaine can't deny it. When they meet, again and again and again, so many times, and every time he has to start all over again, to introduce himself, to getting the Other to open up to him again, to get the Other to love him again, to see Him dying and know that this is not the end but it feels like it.
Again.
And he has to continue living and dying and living and dying and remembering and it hurts so much, because there are lives when they don't meet at all, and there are lives when they meet but He, or She, is already with another and wants nothing to do with him.
Then, there are the worst ones. Like back in the 1600's, during the Great Plague. Blaine was a young Diplomat by the name of Roland, and Kurt was a prostitute, going by the name of Harry. He found Him nearly beaten to death by one of his costumers, and immediately recognized Him and took him to his house. They spent two wonderful years together, until the Plague struck. Harry, because of His many years of living in the streets, didn't have a strong immune system (not that Blaine knew what that was back then), and His body succumbed to the disease quickly.
Two months later, Roland jumped to the Thames and drowned.
Ten years later, nine years old Yang remembers being Roland, and Frank, and Aizawa, and Tom, and million other names, but worst of all, he remembers Him, and the pain is too great for a nine years old to bare.
He tries a couple more lives, a farmer in china, a shaman in Africa, a ballet dancer in France, and suddenly, he can't anymore. He can't do this anymore, he can't live and die and live and die and worst of all he can't remember anymore of Him, he just can't.
So he doesn't.
For the next couple of lives, he doesn't seek out the Other actively. On the contrary, whenever his heart tugs the right way, pointing him in His (or Hers, sometimes it's Hers) direction, he goes exactly the other way, even though it hurts.
He tries to convince himself that it hurts less.
It doesn't work.
And then he is Blaine
And then there is music
And then there is Dalton
And then he hears someone behind him say "Excuse me-"
And he turns
And Blaine can hear the rolling of Fate.