Ok! So, my first ever Glee fic, and I tackle a freaking chapter story! I think I like the premise so far, but you'll have to tell me what you think. For the purposes of this story, Kurt never went to Dalton, and so never met Blaine. Oh, and Blaine is taller than Kurt in this one, just because, seriously, the Phantom cannot be shorter than Christine. Lyrics in the chapter are from the Phantom song Think of Me.
I own none of this but perhaps the storyline. Glee belongs to Ryan and Fox, Phantom of the Opera belongs to Andrew Lloyd Webber and whoever the heck else it belongs to.
First day of rehearsals. Kurt Hummel was still in shock. When he had auditioned, completely on a whim, for an all-male production of Phantom of the Opera, he hadn't really expected to be cast. A freshman at NYADA, and his first ever Broadway audition with so little performance experience on his resume, he certainly hadn't expected to land a lead role like Christine. Phantom was one of his favorite productions, and he was beyond ecstatic.
Humming the Overture, he wandered onto the stage, his script held to his chest as he looked around him in wonder. Kurt had logged his share of hours on stage with the glee club, but to be on a Broadway stage in New York City! He had had the entire show memorized since he was seven, and had really only brought the script along to jot down his blocking. He set his script and bag down in the wings, and wandered downstage to gaze out into the seating just as he reached the end of Overture. Believing himself to be alone at the moment, he started singing Think of Me, relishing the acoustics of the huge theater space.
Think of me, think of me fondly
When we've said goodbye
Remember me once in a while
Please promise me, you'll try
Kurt wasn't alone. Lounging in the shadows of the catwalks, his initial perusal had failed to reveal Blaine Anderson. Blaine had auditioned over the summer while in New York visiting family. He had wandered into the theater out of boredom and stumbled across the auditions. On a lark he tried out, and had been stunned to be offered the role of the Phantom. Now here he was at seventeen, still trying to wrap his head around the whole sequence of events as he quietly soaked up the atmosphere of the theater. With his parents' support, Blaine had petitioned for and received a year's hiatus on his senior year at Dalton. As much as he hated leaving the Warblers, Broadway was his dream, and this casting was an opportunity he could not pass up.
A voice below him pulled Blaine out of his thoughts. He turned towards the sound to see another young man down on the stage. Fashionably dressed, hair well styled, he looked to be a year or two older than Blaine himself. He couldn't see much of his features from his perch, but the newcomer's voice was incredible. Countertenor from the sound of it. It filled the theater, lilting around the highest notes of the song that most men could only dream of hitting. He quietly climbed down to the stage, peering out from the upstage wings for a better look. He still couldn't see his face, but he did take a moment to admire the view from behind. As the other boy approached the pinnacle of the song, Blaine couldn't resist breaking in at the appropriate place with Raoul's lyrics.
Can it be? Can it be Christine?
Bravo!
Long ago, it seems so long ago
How young and innocent we were
She may not remember me
But I remember her
The interruption startled Kurt out of his revelry, and he spun around to locate the source. The intruder was an inch or two taller than him, though long and lanky and slender through the hips and shoulders. His dark hair was gelled into submission close to his head. He sang through a cocky grin as his amber eyes raked up and down Kurt's form. The two slowly approached each other as Kurt finished out the song.
Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade
They have their seasons, so do we
But please promise me that sometimes
You will think of me
They were face to face as the final notes faded into the far reaches of the theater. Still smiling, Blaine put his hand out to introduce himself.
"Hi, Blaine Anderson. I'm playing the Phantom."
Kurt took Blaine's hand and choked out his own name as a shock traveled across their clasped hands and caused his heart to skip a beat. This vision was his Phantom? Oh boy. Keeping things professional while spending hours playing opposite someone this supermegafoxyawesomehot was going to be quite the challenge.
"Kurt Hummel. I'm your… I mean, I'm playing Christine."
Challenge accepted.