Hey guys! So i kinda died... lol. But, i`m gonna try to make a triumphant comeback! And i`m gonna start it off with a new story. A glee story (:

So this is gonna be my first attempt at a glee story. So bear with me. I`ll catch on to characters later on.

Keep in mind, everyone is in university now, or finished university so about 23-24 years old.

I do not own Glee.

New York, New York.

The rain gently kissed the window as it poured, sending its song out to the world. A sigh was drawn from the soft pink lips of a distraught young man. He gazed towards the window, watching the rain pour. He gently traced circles on his knee, closing his eyes. Memories flooded his brain, surrounding him. Today was an anniversary.

The anniversary of the day they first met.

Kurt opened his eyes and stood up, walking to the door. He opened his door and stood on his balcony of his home, looking over New York City. A tear fell from his eye. He remembered parting from his true love years ago when they graduated at McKinley, and Kurt has not forgotten the perfection that is Blaine Anderson.

Kurt turned his head to the sky, the rain pouring on his face. He opened his mouth and softly began to sing.

`Heart beats fast` Kurt`s tears came to a still as he closed his eyes.

`Colors and promises` He looked up to the sky, the memories of his first kiss with the amazing boy running through his head.

`How to be brave, how can I love when I'm afraid To fall? But watching you stand alone, all of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow...` He gripped the bar railings of the balcony and let go, returning inside, water dripping as he walked towards a picture on the counter. He picked it up and looked at the smiling faces of him and Blaine. He stroked the photo, his tears falling onto it`s glass frame.

`One step closer...` Tears fell from his eyes as he put the picture frame down, his memories flooding him. He sat down on his couch and curled up, the rain pounding against the windows. Blaine`s voice, Blaine`s touch, his scent, his laugh, his everything was haunting Kurt. Kurt`s tears began to cascade faster down his porcelain face as he leaned his head back, choking on his tears.

`Oh, god Blaine...`

Meanwhile, also in New York, New York...

`No, do it again!`

`But, I-`

`NO! No throwing your but`s in my face!`

Blaine sighed softly as his director shouted.

`I think you need to work on your wording Francine...`

`I do not care about my wording, Blaine, what I care about is you are lacking in what you need to feel. To express for us now!`

Blaine sighed.

`And what`s that.`

`Love, true love!`

Blaine grew silent. His thoughts were catching up with him.

Francine stepped towards him.

`Haven`t you ever looked at someone, and just knew that they were the one? Where their smile took your breaths away?`

Blaine`s eyes glazed over and his lip quivered. The same voice, the same face was what kept replaying through his memories. His chest tightened. A little lump began to grow in his throat.

`Blaine?`

Blaine shook his head, walking over to the edge of the stage and grabbing his coat.

`I`m sorry, I think i`m done for today. Good night, Francine.`

He walked out the doors of the broadway theatre and walked down the street, in the pouring rain. He hadn`t expected rain today due to the sun this morning. He was fine with the teardrops of she sky falling upon him at this time; the way he felt, it was a subtle comfort.

He bit his lip, making fists in his pockets as he walked. He couldn`t stop thinking about Kurt. He hadn`t been able to since they parted. Kurt was his true love, and he so easily left him behind. They both cried plenty, neither wanting to let go of the other, but Blaine was offered a place in a school in Paris for future theatre performers. He accepted the offer, and had to leave his heart in Ohio. He hadn`t kept in contact with Kurt. Kurt had done the same. They just let go, cutting each other off completely; they felt it would be easier this way.

All Blaine could think of is how much harder it was not hearing Kurt`s voice.

He had no idea where Kurt was. What he was doing. What he was like now.

Blaine swallowed, tears filling his eyes.

Or who he was with.

He finally made it to his apartment, opening the door, and walked inside, slowly shutting the door behind him. He slid to the floor, tears falling down his face.

`Kurt... I miss you...`