This is my second FanFiction. :) It is, yes, another Klaine one. I can't help it, I love those two!
It's written as if I'm Blaine...so Blaine's point of view, basically.
Sorry if you've been reading Erase the Memory of Your Face, it will be finished, but I had the idea for this and I had to upload it.
Please review! Please!
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Glee, yes, I would like to. I don't own Blaine Anderson or Kurt Hummel or Jeff or any of the other characters. None. :(
Kurt walked into the choir room dressed fully in black. I wondered why he wasn't in uniform. It's not like it's optional.
"Kurt, what's wrong?", I asked, because no-one else did. He looked at me. He seemed absolutely devastated.
"It's Pavarotti," he said, "Pavarotti's dead. I suspect a stroke." Everyone exchanged shocked looks.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry", I said.
"I know it's really stupid to be upset about a bird, but he-he inspired me, with his optimism, and his love of song. He was my friend.
Now I know that today we need to practice doo-wopping behind Blaine while he sings every solo in the medley of Pink songs, but I'd like to sing a song for Pavarotti today."
I smiled slightly to show my approval. His words had stung, but they were true. Everyone nodded at him. He produced a tape from his trouser pocket and passed it along for someone to put in to the tape machine. I'm not sure why we have a tape machine, as we're an A Capella choir, but there you go. It came in handy.
The opening music for Blackbird filtered through the tiny litte speakers. Kurt opened his mouth and started to sing.
"Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
take these broken wings and learn to fly,
all your life,
you were only waiting for this moment to arise."
I started to back him up vocally for the second verse. I started to sing a lower harmony part.
"Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
take these sunken eyes and learn to see,
all your life,
you were only waiting for this moment to be free."
By now nearly everyone had followed my lead and were backing him up. I couldn't help noticing that we were really good.
That Kurt was really good.
"Blackbird, fly,
Blackbird, fly,
Into the light of the dark black night".
Kurt walked around the room, and I stopped singing just before. I stopped because he was wonderful. His voice was breathtaking.
He was absolutely amazing. I'd heard him sing before - like when he auditioned for the Sectionals solo with 'Don't Cry For Me Argentina', and when we performed 'Animal' for the Crawford Country Day girls- but I'd never heard him sing like this. This was beautiful. He sang with such emotion. I shifted slightly in my seat and stared at him, my mouth slightly open. My eyes followed him around the room. Finally, realisation hit. I loved Kurt Hummel. There was no other explanation for the way he was making he feel right now. It must be love. Why hadn't I noticed before?
"Blackbird, fly,
Blackbird, fly,
Into the light of the dark black night,
You were only waiting for this moment to arise,
You were only waiting,
For this moment to arise."
I was still staring. Why had he stopped singing! I could've listened to him forever. He choked out a small "Thank-you", and we were all dismissed. I stayed where I was, reveling in my new-found love. I would've stayed there all night, but I saw Kurt was waiting at the door for me. For me. I'm sure he was, anyway, because there wasn't anyone else in the room. My heart leapt when I looked at him. He was just perfect,and he didn't care that the guys who had just come out of Jazz Band across the hall were looking at him funny because he wasn't in uniform. He smiled weakly as I approached.
"Hi. How did I do in there?" He gestured towards the now empty choir room, "I really hope I didn't ruin the song. Then I'll have disrespected Pavarotti and The Beatles."
I stared at him in disbelief. Did he not know that his performance had been flawless? Did he not know that everyone had enjoyed it, regardless of the circumstances? Did he not know that his singing was so powerful that it had caused me to fall in love with him? Apparently not.
I smiled warmly at him.
"You were totally awesome," I said (hehe...AVPM), "Seriously. Better than The Beatles."
He raised one of those perfectly arched eyebrows, but didn't comment.
We walked down the hallway together. Soon we reached the junior common room. I was really looking forward to just sitting down and talking to the perfect boy standing in front of me, but he said he had homework to do, and he had to figure out what to do with poor Pavarotti. He said he had just covered the little guy's cage with the burberry esque cover he had bought.
"Um...okay, see you later then. Night," I said. The smile on my face was totally fake, and definitely didn't reach my eyes, but if he saw, he was too polite to say anything. I really hope he didn't think I was angry at him. I watched him walk away through the door that lead to our dorm block. I don't know how long I stayed there, just standing -probably with my mouth open, it had a tendency to just hang open at random times- like an idiot, staring at a closed door, the person I had been staring at long gone.
Jeff eventually snapped me out of my trance.
"Hey, Blaine! Blaine? Blaine!"
I turned around to face him.
"Hey. What were you doing?", he asked. I shrugged.
"Thinking." Yes, that was the best I could come up with. I bet Kurt would've had some witty reply or clever cover story ready immediately.
"Well, I was looking for you. Listen, do you want to go rock-climbing on Saturday? As a pre-Regionals day out?"
"What if we lose?", I teased. He mock-shuddered, then laughed.
"Then it'll be all your fault! God knows. Wes'll probably beat us to death one-by-one with his gavel before killing himself, whilst Thad screams that people are mocking him and David'll try to write it all down in the official minutes whilst playing a kazoo, Trent will start screaming his "Kangaroo Court" thing, it's the only insult he can think of, and Nick and I will drive everyone crazy by shouting "Three" and "Six" at random times..."
"You've really put a lot of thought into this, haven't you?". He nodded vigorously.
"Well, if that does happen, hopefully Wes'll kill you and Nick first, so we don't have to listen to your "Three Six Mafia" stuff," I said.
He smiled at me. He looked innocent enough, but no-one really trusted Jeff. He was nearly everyone's friend, he was a nice guy, but he was a lot like the Weasley twins. It was like Fred and George combined. Which is a nightmare. Nick was his partner in crime, and they had started this crazy "Three Six Mafia" thing that no-one but them understood.
"Are you coming or not?", he asked.
"Who's going? The usual crowd?"
"If by usual crowd you mean me, Nick, Wes, David, Thad, Trent and you, then yes."
I was about to say yes when I remembered something. Someone, to be precise. Kurt. He was part of our "crowd", why wasn't he invited?
"Whart about Kurt?", I asked. Jeff shifted uncomfortably.
"Well, we thought it might not be his thing."
"Well, I think he'd be all for it," I argued. "Just let him come. I'm too used to having him around, I'm becoming dependent on him."
Jeff nodded at me and smiled.
"Yeah, okay, sure. Can you ask him though? You're in his dorm block."
I nodded and he walked away over to Nick, who was talking to Trent. Now I needed to go ask Kurt.
So how was that? :D
I have more written that I can upload soon, but I want five reviews... :)
I know Blackbird actually happened in Glee, but I was trying to start my story where Blaine actually did fall in love with Kurt. So I wasn't trying to copy it or anything, I was trying to get across what I think Blaine might've been feeling towards Kurt in that performance. Please review, and alert if you want to, there will be more. I promise...well, depending on those reviews.
Oh, and in case you are a muggle and didn't know, AVPM and AVPS stand for A Very Potter Musical and A Very Potter Sequel. They're by a company called Starkid, and their fans are called Starkids also. Darren Criss (Blaine) is Harry in them (They're Harry Potter spoofs and extremely funny), and Chris Colfer (Kurt) likes them too. :)
So, go to YouTube, and search for A Very Potter Musical, ACT 1, Part 1. Hello, new Starkids! :D