It Only Happens on Broadway
'Aisles'
by 'Hogwarts or McKinley?'
a Kurt/Sam fanfiction freely adapted from Broadway songs
Sequel to "It Only Happens on Broadway: Choices"
Title: It Only Happens on Broadway: Aisles
Author: Hogwarts or McKinley?
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Kurt Hummel/Sam Evans
Genre: Romance
Rating: M for Mature
Warning(s): Crude language, explicit sex scenes
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the material used in this story (lyrics and names). This story is indicated for a mature public.
Summary: Based on various songs from Broadway shows, old and new, the love story of Kurt Hummel and Sam Evans continues in the city that never sleeps. Their relationship will be brought to a new level.
To enjoy the reading, I suggest you to listen to the original song.
FOREWORD: I must admit it, I love these characters. I now feel like they're also mine. That's why I wanted to continue to write about them. Because I think that's the story that all Kummers deserved. We know that Kurt deserves more than a selfish hobbit, his delusion of grandeur and his stupid phrases ('It reminds of your mum's funeral, doesn't it?'). We think that the writers had found that 'more' in Sam (and I believe we even had a cooler name than Klaine). But fate turned its back on us. It's going to be a hard season without Sam for all of us, but I hope that this story will cheer you up. And to all the Kum fanfiction writers, please, keep writing about this beautiful couple.
-CHAPTER ONE-
"Something Good"
The beautiful weather seemed to mirror the mood of two New York citizens, that year.
Kurt Hummel, thanks to his partner Sam's love, had had the chance to spread his wings and get his first real part in his favourite Broadway show, Wicked, and he now was a well known and appreciated stage actor.
The New York Times wrote about his performance as Boq in Wicked ('The lights of Broadway seemed to be fading away because of the loss of audience. We had too many old actors. But now, with the debut of the brilliant and talented Kurt Hummel, we believe that a younger audience will find theatre attractive and fascinating as it can be. Mr Hummel is a glimpse of light on the now-not-so-Great White Way') and, as foreseen, people wanted to see this new boy that had made it. His telephone had never stopped ringing since the Times' article. Agents, journalists, actors, directors. It was the best of times of Kurt.
Sam Evans kept playing the guitar for a while in the new Spring Awakening revival orchestra. But one day, during one of the many dress rehearsals, he was caught singing part of the reprise of "The Word of Your Body" while playing it on his guitar. The casting manager who had noticed him offered him a part as Hanschen Rilow for the next season ('You're blond, you're cute, you can sing and if you're gay, we hit the jackpot'). When he told Kurt that day, he couldn't help but be happy. They celebrated and spent the night cuddling in their bed.
'Perhaps I had a wicked childhood.
Perhaps I had a miserable youth.
But somewhere in my wicked, miserable past
There must have been a moment of truth.'
But this is not the time where our story is set, for our story is set a couple of years later. Both our characters could be classified as 'young men' now. Both of them became stage stars. They didn't want to be screen actors, even though they had had many offers (as they often said during interviews, their hearts belonged to the stage). That helped them, because they didn't become stuffed shirts. They lived a normal life, still in their Greenwich Village flat. They woke up, ate, went to work, came home and went to sleep, just like 'normal people', because that's what they were.
On a normal night, of a normal day, they were both laying on their couch, Kurt shrouded in Sam's arms, watching the film that they both loved.
' 'The hills are alive, with the sound of music, with songs they have sung for a thousand years...' ' started to sing Kurt, in an impeccable British accent.
Sam knew why he loved that film so much. It talked about a family and their love for each others. Maybe it was cheesy, maybe it was too unrealistic, but it was one of most beautiful stories he had ever seen on screen. Because he always wanted a family of his own.
When the Reverend Mother announced that Maria would have had to take care of the seven von Trapp children, Julie Andrew's face cheered them up as it always did.
'You know, I've always wanted a family of my own,' said Sam.
'I hope you won't need seven children,' laughed Kurt.
'Even though I don't fully believe in Christian values, I think family is important. It has helped both of us, hasn't it?'
'Yes, it has,' replied Kurt. 'Yes... Yes, it would be nice.'
He blushed.
'For here you are
Standing there, loving me
Whether or not you should.
So somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good.'
The film was over, the von Trapp family climbed the mountain and they were now safe.
'I have now watched this movie two thousand times!,' announced Kurt.
'You're kidding, aren't you?'
'I never joke when it comes to Julie Andrews.'
They got up from the couch.
'So, how did it go today?' asked Kurt.
'Y'know, fine as usual. Some singing, some dancing, some kissing,' said Sam. 'You?'
'I've seen they're casting for The Book of Mormon. You know I love that show. I should give it a try, shouldn't I?'
'Totally,' said Sam. 'Do you want to go and see a show next Wednesday?'
''Don't know, I'm getting sick of Broadway.'
Sam was checking the list of shows. He moved his gaze from the little flier to Kurt's eyes, stunned.
'Kidding!' said Kurt.
'Wow, you frightened me for a moment. What about How to Succeed in Business?'
'Nah, I don't really like the guy who plays Finch. He reminds me of someone...'
'Phantom?'
'Nah, I performed there eight times a week. I have had enough of it.'
'Oh, you'll like this one. The new revival of Hair has opened. What about it?'
'Yeah, Hair will do,' smiled Kurt.
He approached Sam and kissed him.
'You know, I'm happy you've entered my world. I'm also happy you're enjoying it.'
Kurt kissed the blond guy again.
'I'd do anything for you.'
'Nothing comes from nothing
Nothing ever could.
So somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good.'
When they went to bed, that night, Sam couldn't stop thinking about The Sound of Music.
He really wanted a family, and he somehow knew that Sam was the right person to begin one with. All he had to do was to find the right way to do it.
He stared at the window.
The lights and the sounds coming from the streets seemed to have hypnotize him. His mind was traveling.
He was again the boy who watched the guy he liked perform in front of the whole Glee club; the boy who found him on a moonless sky night two years ago; the boy who fought for him; the boy who came out to his parents, with the boy he liked by his side; the boy who watched his boyfriend shine on a real Broadway stage.
Kurt was sleeping like an angel, apparently cuddled by the fervent sound of cars and people on the street.
Sam looked at him.
He was going to do it. And he knew how.
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