A/N: This is an impromptu story I'm planning. It's just a story that have been stuck in my head for awhile, however it was originally a story for my own characters, but I thought Kurt and Blaine should have this, because it'll be perfect for them both.
D/C: The characters in this story are not mine and they belong to Ryan Murphy from Fox's TV show Glee.
Chapter 1:
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"Vanity dies hard; in some obstinate cases it outlives the man."
~ Robert Louis Stevenson.
Everyone has a little vanity in their lives.
Every wished to be perfect somehow.
No one would really realize how much being too perfect would drown a person's life. Wanting everything to be prideful was not a gift from anyone, it was more a curse for Kurt Hummel.
He was chubby, freckled and acne-covered. He never had any friends. Every single minute at school he would get beaten and teased. All he had was his family to be there. However, at the age of 8. Kurt's mother Elizabeth passed away due to a harsh illness.
Everything was shattered in poor Kurt's life. Ever since his mother died, he acted differently. Eventually, Kurt was diagnosed with a personality disorder due to the satisfaction of perfection. Burt, Kurt's father had nothing to do, Kurt wanted everything flawless.
By years and years of therapy, no sign of luck was committed. Kurt became spoiled and harsh to have the satisfaction of pride. In course of time, his father couldn't do anything to change that. So he eventually worked hard to give Kurt everything he wanted. He knew it wasn't his son's fault that this happened, Kurt couldn't stop the fact his disorder is making him more spoiled and shallow.
Then, ever since Kurt got everything he wanted he decided to have a change. Burt paid for all the surgery he wanted to change his looks, the perfect clothes, car, house. Kurt never wanted to go back to that friendless boy.
After years and years. Kurt however grew tired. His stupid disorder was ruining his life. He wanted everything perfect, but perfect was not what he wanted. He wanted to be loved, by someone who cares about the inside and what Kurt was like before. Not this Kurt. The new handsome, spoiled, and shallow brat.
There were many girls and boys wanted to hang out with him and many... many girls who wanted to be with him. However, due to the disorder Kurt had, he wanted everything excellent, not just things or his face, also his friends and admirer.
His father couldn't afford anything anymore. Kurt was growing tired of himself that he forced himself for suicide. He thought it'll make everything better so his father wouldn't bother with him, the people who wanted to be friends with him wont go around calling him a jerk and stupid, he won't have to bother anymore with the depressing rejection his admirers took.
In conclusion, he stopped himself from committing his early death. He didn't want everything his father worked hard for him to be wasted, he never wanted to disappoint those people somewhere who are still willing to try to be friend with him. The real him.
Kurt tried everything, and asked for anyone to help him fix this plague ruining his brain. Then again, there was one person to help him. Rachel Berry. Rachel however, was Kurt's only... only best-friend. Rachel had an affect of self love, she was the only one who can see Kurt of who he really was. Kurt and Rachel acted as siblings, always there for each other. Rachel and Burt were the only ones in the world who knew Kurt was gay. He never told anyone else.
Rachel loved Kurt, and she was willing to do anything for him. Successfully, she did quite grab a great plan for him, but it was too difficult. She told him anyway.
"Kurt, I did some research about your disorder, and many people have it. mostly kids whom suffered a great deal of prejudice in their lives-"
"Like me?" Kurt said silently, dumbstruck as he took a sip of his coffee.
"Yes like you." Rachel continued. "Then again, they do have solutions for it, but it isn't something you really want to lose."
"I'd lose anything just to get rid of this monster" Kurt answered sarcastically."What is it anyway?" he asked calmly waiting for the answer.
"Your eyes."
"I'm sorry, my what?" Kurt shockingly asked again.
"Your eyes, Kurt." Rachel repeated, pointing at Kurt's glasz eyes.
Kurt was conflicted wanting to know more, why would you lose your eyes just for this?
"I know it sounds crazy-" Rachel continued "Oh who am I kidding, you don't want to lose your eyesight, it's like your number 1 feature!"
"Wait! I might not want to lose these babies? but why would I? is there some kind of connection between my golden brain and my perfecteyes?" Kurt asked sarcastically.
Rachel calmly sat next to him and took his hands. She smiled lightly and sighed.
"You remember the first time we met each other?" She asked softly, stroking Kurt's hand gently with her thumb.
"Of course. Though you were a shy girl. You always hid your face and wouldn't talk to anyone." Kurt answered briefly and continued. "You never had friends, I never had friends because of this.." he said pointing at his head.
"Why did you like me then? Your disorder makes you choose anything and everything that's perfect" She asked as she placed her head swiftly on Kurt's soft shoulder. "I'm not perfect..."
"You are Rachel. You're one in a million. First time I laid eyes on you... you're gorgeous. No one really seen you the way I saw you." He complimented, grinning in happiness.
Rachel quickly stood up blushing her face off and she grinned momentarily. "See? Your dang rotten brain only liked me because you saw me. Outside? Imagine you didn't see me? would you still like me?"
"Well, I might. I would still like you because you're the nicest person in the whole dang world." Kurt answered longily spaced out of what his jewish best friend is getting to.
"See?" Rachel pointed out.
"No I don't see." He quickly answered.
"Oh you're not going to see all right if you do this." She sarcastically said. "I might sound quite narcissistic, but I am quite a star." She flipped her hair. "But Kurt, you only befriend with me, because you liked me from the outside. Then you gotten to know me more and I know you liked me in the inside."
Kurt looked confused, his eyes aback from Rachel's drama. "Still don't know what your getting into?"
Rachel sighed and swiped both of her hand to her face and grunted. "Oh Gracious Lord! how do I do this?" She complained.
"Okay! let me get this damn thing straight..." Kurt straightly pointed his thoughts. "It's true that I only made friends with you cause my dang mind wanted a fuckin' perfect best friend. It's true that when we got to know each other more, I liked you more and more. But what has this got to do anything with losing my eyes?"
"Kurt. What happens if you see something perfect? like the new Marc Jacobs bag or jacket?" Rachel asked calmly.
"I buy it. I see it, I buy it? 'cause c'mon Marc Jacobs has one heck of a clothing line" Kurt replied easily, furrowing his brow.
"So what will happen if you didn't see it?" She asked again. a small twitch of relief coming from the small smiling tweak of her mouth.
"I wouldn't have wanted it..."
Finally, Kurt has gotten Rachel's point.
"YES! OH HEAVEN'S LORD THANK YOU!" Rachel bursted jumping up and down the room dancing with joy.
"Please, don't bring God into this." Kurt pleaded, rubbing his temples with his fingers annoyed.
"See Kurt? If you didn't see it, you never would have wanted it." Rachel made her point again, cheekily grinning her teeth off.
"What if I smell or taste it?"Kurt randomly asked out of nowhere.
"Oh pah-lease! Who would smell and taste clothes?"
"No I mean? like food or perfume and stuff. I still judge those." Kurt added laughing.
"Well, people judging things on how they taste and smell is normal. Like vegetables and children. But you, judging everything and everyone on how they look. You are crazy." Rachel answered, poking Kurt's nose and kissed his forehead.
Both of them was laughing and embracing eachother, sparing the scene on how they loved each other.
Their discussion did make Kurt quite relieved. Finally, a solution. But it made him worry, he had to lose his eyes. His mother's eyes. There has to be another way, like wearing a blindfold wherever he goes. However, isn't that quite random?
Poor Kurt didn't know what to do. He felt astonished of everything, but maybe if I just lose something, I'll treat people nicely, much better, I will also help my father through everything. He won't have to bother with my needs any more.
He thought of all the advantages and disadvantages, but one thing Kurt learned is that: Try to do something, not just for yourself but for someone else. From now on, Kurt made his decision keeping that fact on his mind. He will do this for: his father, Rachel, everyone else whom had been nice to him and to that special someone in the future.
The boy wiped his last tear from his longing eyes and took his deepest breathe...
"I'll do it. I'm going to do it Rach, and I will."
A/N: The story sounds confusing I know. It's mostly about Kurt had some issues about his looks and the things he had back then and decided to change. However, it wasn't what he wanted all along. His fetish for the perfect things had ruined his chance of love of friends and a lover. He wanted someone to understand him, but he can't stop the personality disorder ruining his life, so eventually Rachel suggested Kurt to go for blindness because everything he sees that is perfect he will want it. So eventually Kurt decided to do it, for everyone, but is it going to work?
No this personality disorder is not real. There is a narcissistic personality disorder though? Nahh...
Review appreciated.
Next chapter will be 2 years later... yeah he's blind.
:)