Hello!

This is a fanfic based on a TV show of the same name. I'm going to be changing the storyline a little bit though so those of you who know it don't already know the outcome. Kind of makes sense. I don't know anything about hairdressing so please forgive any mistakes, Im sure there will be many. Hope you enjoy. Please let me know what you think.

Thankyou xx

Pilot

Cheese

Skimmed Milk

Natural yogurt

Onken Bio. Strawberry

Crème fresh

Kurt pushed the shopping trolley down isle 40 and found the items on his list. He ticked them off as he picked them from the shelves and placed them into the cart. He hated this. He didn't usually do the food shop on a Saturday but he'd been run off his feet all week and the fridge at home was running on empty so he hadn't had much choice. He'd gotten up at seven and drove to the closest 24 hour supermarket but hadn't expected it to take this long; he'd already been in the store for thirty minutes and he'd only been down three isles. He wondered briefly why they employed night staff when the shelves only ever seemed to be full during the day. He grabbed the attention of a lady wearing one the hideous green shirts that the store forced their workers to wear and asked her if she could help him find the Yakult. The woman smiled at him and politely led him down the next isle to where the yogurt drinks were shelved next to the butter and spreads. Kurt snorted at the bizarre layout and apologised to the woman because he hadn't even thought to look down here. She assured him it was no problem and asked if there was anything else he needed, he felt like giving her the list but he just smiled, told her that was all and thanked her for her help.

It was getting onto ten to nine when Kurt finally approached the checkout and began unloading the mountain of shopping. This is going to cost a fortune he thought to himself as he placed the family size box of Kellogg's Cornflakes down beside the Nestle Wheetos and the 48 box of Weetabix. He reached back into the cart for the Morning Oats but he couldn't find it. Damn, he must have forgotten to pick it up.

"I just need to grab something I'll be straight back" he told the checkout assistant but she ether didn't hear him or she just didn't care because she continue to scan his shopping without even glancing up. Kurt wondered how someone like that even got a job in the first place but then he thought of Ell and bit back his snarky comment. For all he knew the woman was having a really hard time outside of work and she didn't need disgruntled customers adding to her problems. He turned away and rushed back to the cereal aisle.

He was late for work and he'd promised Debbie he'd be on time; she'd wanted to speak to him yesterday but they'd both been been too busy so they'd agreed on having a private chat before open of business this morning. He had no idea what she wanted to speak to him about but he hoped Gavin would stand in for him. He couldn't believe he was going to be late yet again. He reached the aisle and hurried to the end. He knew the Morning Oats were definitely next to cornflakes because he'd seen them earlier. He spotted the box and reached for it just as his phone rang; he picked up the box and shuffled it under his arm so he could reach into his pocket. He pulled out his blackberry and looked at the name displayed on the screen. Gavin. He accepted the call hoping Gav wasn't going to be telling him bad news.

"Gav"

"where are ya?" Kurt could hear some tension in Gavin voice and it instantly made him worry. He used his left hand to grab the box of oats that were slipping from his under his right arm

"I'm at the store. What's wrong? What's happened?" He blurted as he hurried back to the checkout. He heard Gavin speaking to Debbie and someone else saying something he couldn't quite hear and then Gavin's voice came back to him.

"It's gone, Kurt." Kurt stopped dead

"You're joking" It was a statement not a question.

"I wish I was" He heard Gavin release an anguished breath and felt his own spirit sink. He hadn't been too happy to begin with what doing the shopping and all but now he was totally miserable. He just wanted to go home rather than face everybody and deal with their questions. He started walking again but he felt zombified. "Kurt?"

"What?" Kurt hadn't realised but he was on the verge of tears. His voice sounded husky and he felt like he had a water melon in his throat.

"It's gonna be alright. We'll find another one" Kurt swallowed and wiped his eyes with the back of his sleeve. Just in case.

"Yeah, I know." He tried to sound like he wasn't that bothered but he didn't even convince himself and he knew Gavin would see through it. He quickened his pace "I have to go anyway I'm at the checkout. I'll be there soon"

"Okay." Gavin ended the call and Kurt rushed toward the till. He rounded the corner too quickly and bumped into a shopper

"Sorry" He blurted a quick apology and flicked a quick glance at the man. He inhaled a breath as his met a pair of warm hazel eyes. Blaine Anderson, Kurt's first love, stood less than a foot away from him. He looked really well, he was dressed in a smart black business suit, his once wild hair was tamed although he clearly wasn't using as much product on it these days. He had a tub of peanut butter in his hands.

"it's Oka- Kurt?" Kurt felt the lines between time blur and the pain of an eighteen year old boy losing his first love seep into his chest.

"It's not going to work" Blaine was sitting on Kurt's bed holding his guitar and twiddling the pick in his other hand. Kurt, who had been busy applying copious amounts of moisturiser onto his face, looked round at his boyfriend. Blaine looked a bit lost, Kurt knew exactly how he was feeling. The city had made him feel small and worthless for the first couple of months but now he loved it. There was always something to do and having Rachel as a flat mate meant there was never a dull moment. His heart swelled with love for the boy sitting on his bed.

"That's because you're not strumming the strings" Kurt said with a smirk. He watched as Blaine looked up and met his eyes and then he felt it, the crack in his heart. Blaine was crying. He quickly jumped up, crawled onto the bed and scooted up to his boyfriend. He sat in front of him with his legs crossed just like Blaine and rested his hands on the younger boys knees rubbing light circles with his thumb. "Hey …baby, what's up?" Blaine placed the guitar beside him and placed his hands on top of Kurt's. Kurt was suddenly really worried; he tried to move his hands but Blaine grasped them and held on entwining their fingers together. He didn't say anything but fresh tears were forming in his beautiful hazel eyes, Kurt raised their hands and kissed the back of Blaine's hands. His chest was aching like it always did when Blaine was upset, he leant forward to kiss his boyfriend but his lips landed on Blaine's cheek. He pulled back feeling hurt and confused.

"Kurt." Blaine choked out his name in a strangled sob. Kurt felt frustration brewing in his stomach. What the hell was going on? A minute ago Blaine had been singing Teenage Dream and now he was a blubbering wreck.

"What is it? what's wrong?" Kurt's voice was strained and his throat burned. He hated this feeling of helplessness but if Blaine didn't tell him what was upsetting him then he wouldn't be able to make it better. "Is it what I said earlier? Because I didn't mean it, it was a joke Blaine" He felt his boyfriend shift his weight and Kurt instantly enveloped him in a hug as more tears trickled down Blaine's cheek. "I love you Blaine….Only you" Kurt whispered as he released his hold and ran the back of his finger gently down the side of Blaine's beautiful face. He gently wiped away the tears with the back of his thumb and planted a kiss on the end of his nose. It made the younger boy release a puff of air as he smiled. Kurt felt a little bit of the tension that had worked its way into his body ease up at the sight of Blaines smile even if it had only been a flicker.

"I'm sorry" Kurt felt his heart melt. Blaine had no reason to be sorry, he should never had joked about loving Brandon McFay- one of the many friends Rachel had made in the short space of time they'd been here-but it had only been a joke and it had been Blaine that had instigated it. Kurt had probably taken it too far but Blaine had been laughing so he hadn't realised it had hurt him. Of course it had hurt him, you idiot. He scolded himself and made a mental note to kiss Blaine passionately the next time they were around Brandon.

"No baby, I am." Kurt said as he wrapped his arms around Blaine and pulled him in for a second hug. He wanted to hold him like this forever. Minus the tears.

His throat burned now and he knew tears must have been swimming in his eyes "are you okay?" Kurt swallowed. He blinked. Blaine was still there. A million questions rolled around in his mind but what came out when he finally opened his mouth wasn't a question at all.

"I'm late for work" his voice sounded strained and he noticed Blaine's eyes narrow. Don't bother being concerned for me now. Your about 30 years too late. He didn't bother to smile or continue the conversation. There was nothing to be said. It had been almost thirty years since he'd last seen Blaine and it hadn't exactly been a friendly parting. He didn't owe this man anything. He walked away and didn't look back even though he could feel Blaine's eyes burning a hole in the back of his head. Blaine was nothing to him. Kurt had a new life, a better one. He placed the Morning Oats onto the counter and continued to unload his shopping. He wondered briefly why Blaine was buying peanut butter when he'd always hated that stuff but then he reminded himself he didn't care. He finished unloading the cart and began bagging up the shopping. The cashier rang the total, it was almost two hundred and fifty dollars. Kurt paid in cash and left the store quickly. He had no intention of bumping into his ex-boyfriend. He loaded the bags into the boot of his car and drove home to put it away.

Forty minutes later Kurt parked his car in the city centre and displayed his monthly parking pass in the window before he opened the door and climbed out. The sky was dull and a light misty rain was falling so he pulled his umbrella out of the little storage box in the door and then he slammed it shut. He opened the brolly as he walked away, hearing the car lock automatically he hurried down the bustling side walk with his head down, the brief encounter with Blaine playing heavily on his mind. He wondered what the younger man was doing in New York. Did he live here now? He wondered where he worked and felt angry with himself for wondering at all.

Blaine pulled away from his touch. It hurt and it was confusing. Kurt felt like an island drifting away from land. He tried to swim against the current but Blaine quickly grabbed his hands and brought them down to rest in between them both. Kurt sat with his hand entwined in his lovers feeling nothing but scared. "Blaine.." he tried to speak but his throat constricted and he felt tears fall onto his cheek. He was losing Blaine. This was it. He had spent many a sleepless night worrying about this and just when he'd finally managed to convince himself that it would never happen here he was. It was happening.

"Kurt.." Blaine released his hand and Kurt felt him tenderly stoke his cheeks. "I love you, you do know that right?" Kurt nodded against Blaine's touch. His emotions were all over the place. He was balancing on a thin sheet of ice in a choppy ocean surrounded by sharks and sooner or later he was going to fall. He knew the blow was coming but he didn't have time to prepare and even if he had there was nothing that could have saved him. There are no life rafts in the middle of the ocean. Kurt found himself wishing Rachel was home, she'd probably be able to throw a raft his way. She'd say something knowledgeable, probably a Streisand quote, and Blaine would realise he was being stupid. But she wasn't here and Kurt's mind was too bogged down to fish for quotes.

"B..Bl..Blaine please…don't do this. Don't do this" He could taste his salty tears as they trickled onto his lips. His body was shaking and his chest was heaving. He had never known a pain this intense.

"Don't. Don't cry. Please Kurt." Blaine placed his hand around the back of his neck and pulled him in. They shared a kiss. Kurt knew what it was. It was different from all the others they had ever shared; it didn't have that promise attached it, only pain. This was goodbye. "I'm so sorry" Kurt heard his boyfriend whisper the apology and then there connection was broken.

"No. No Blaine. Please. No. Don't do this. Please" Kurt grabbed fistfuls of Blaine shirt and begged and begged and begged and when he didn't hear Blaine take it all back he begged some more. "Please Blaine. Oh God, P..P..ple..please..Bl..Pl..I..Oh G…Bl…pleas…please..please..don..don't..bl"

"Kurt." He felt Blaine's arms wrap around him, felt him pull him close and kiss his head. He felt Blaine body racking with sobs and he heard his muffled cries into his shoulder. He didn't understand any of it. Why was Blaine doing this if it made him so upset? Who the fuck did he think he was ending their relationship without even discussing it first? This wasn't what they did. That was Finn and Rachel but it wasn't Kurt and Blaine. Kurt and Blaine were strong, steady. This wasn't happening. Kurt wouldn't allow it to. He pushed Blaine back forcefully and wiped his own eyes with the back of his sleeve. Blaine's cheeks were wet, his nose and eyes were red and Kurt could feel a wet patch on his shoulder but he stood up, brushed himself down and sat back down in front of the vanity mirror. His eyes were red and they stung and he was still struggling to breathe but he sat rigid, staring at himself and reminding himself to inhale…exhale..inhale..exhale.

When he could breathe on his own he turned around and looked at his boyfriend. Yes, his boyfriend, because this wasn't happening. Blaine was not going to fuck this up like everything else he touched. This wasn't a damn geography assignment. Blaine was staring at him, his eyes were full of pain so Kurt forced himself not to look. "Get r..ready." he controlled his sob "we're going out" he said to the younger boy.

"No, Kurt. We're not…not anymore" Blaine's voice had been quiet, broken but his words were sharp and they cut into Kurt deeply. They weren't going out anymore. Blaine didn't want to his boyfriend. Kurt felt like a volcano. All his emotions bubbled to the surface and erupted. He picked up the bottle of lube that they'd left out from the night before and threw it at the mirror which smashed and shattered throwing splinters of glass all over him.

"Kurt!" Blaine jumped up and rushed over to his side but Kurt felt himself burning at his touch. He jumped up turning round grabbing the younger boy by his shirt "Don't fucking touch me! Don't. ever. Touch. me . again" he spat the first part into Blaines face but then he spoke slow and deliberately cruel and pushed Blaine back against the wall. Blaine had been the one to protect him from bullies like Karofsky but he was causing him more pain in that moment than anything ever had. He'd rather take a million slushes all at once than go through this; he'd rather stay in Ohio and live the rest of his life in that fucking dumpster than lose Blaine but no, he wasn't being given a choice and he was angry. He was so angry.

Kurt turned onto Newell Street and glanced at the store across the road that had previously been up for sale. Gavin was right; the sign had been removed in favour of a sold sign hanging above the large floor to ceiling windows that panned the full length of the shop front. Up until two months ago it had belonged to a firm of solicitors and the sign Redmond & Grey still hung on the brickwork above the window. He walked down the sidewalk until he came to the building directly opposite the old law firm and stepped inside.

Gavin had a client. He was busy blow drying the man's hair but when Kurt entered the Salon he looked up and grinned. Kurt returned the smile though he didn't feel so great. He heard the phone ringing and Debbie's chirpy voice "Hummel Farradays…Oh hello Mrs Jones…Err hold on a minute… riiight let's see..." Kurt greeted Mrs Lewis and walked over to Mercedes who was styling the hair of a new client. "Morning Kurt" She smiled at him and he greeted her and her client.

"Kurt!" He turned around to see Debbie holding her hand over the mouth piece, signalling with the phone for him to come over.

"Morning" Quinn breezed past him with a Max Factor collection of eye shadows in her hand.

"Morning" He greeted her and then he reached the reception desk

"Can you squeeze Nora in on Wednesday after 2? You're fully booked but she's only having a trim and she can't do any other day"

Kurt looked at appointment book. He was fully booked and he knew Nora wouldn't just be having a cut. She was one of his their best customers but she could talk the ear off an elephant. Mercedes was on a day off, Adams schedule was chocker and Gavin was also fully booked. He could ask Ruby to come in and bribe her with the promise of time and half. "I'll get Ruby on it" he told Deb and then he slid the book back over to her and walked towards Quinn

"Yes…that's the one…yea she's called Ruby….Okay…I'll make sure she know's…Alright Nora…oh really?...no she never said.."

He reached the make up section and watched as Quinn did smoky blue eyes for Sharon Rogers, one of his own regulars. "Oh wow, I love it! What's the occasion Sharon?" He asked her client who smiled brightly and told him it was her husband's birthday "Say no more!" Kurt laughed and plugged his ears with his fingers. Quinn huffed and told Sharon to ignore him "are you gonna ignore me when I say it's on us?" asked Kurt with a smile. Quinn laughed and the client assured him that no, she bloody wasn't . He laughed and she thanked him "don't mention it" he said and then he walked over to Gavin.

"Hi" He greeted him and the client and then raised his brow as Gavin told the man "this is Kurt." Kurt smiled at the man who turned to look at him. He was very handsome; he had mousy blonde hair that had been styled and had blonde high lights running through. He smiled back, greeted Kurt and then turned back to the mirror.

"I love this!" Kurt said running his hand through the man's locks "did you do the colour?" he asked Gavin

"Adam mixed it" Gavin answered and Kurt nodded. Adam was the senior colourist so if he was available he always mixed the colours and applied the dye. Kurt scanned the salon looking for Adam but he couldn't see him. "Luke was just asking if you've ever thought of serving alcohol in here?" Gavin asked. The question took him by surprise. Kurt had never considered serving alcohol before but he didn't really like the idea of liquor being available to his staff. There'd be no stopping Kath from necking the Martinis.

"Oh good lord no" Kurt laughed "If we did that you'd have pink hair" The man laughed lightly and Kurt addressed Gavin as he slicked his hands with styling putty "Where's Ell?"

"No show" Kurt breathed a sigh of frustration. Ellie was the salons nail technician but she had a habit of only showing up when she felt like it. She'd been with them since they'd first opened and Kurt knew she'd been having some troubles at home so he'd been a bit lenient with her. Maybe too lenient he thought to himself.

"Again?" Gavin nodded and ran his hands through Luke's hair. Kurt patted his shoulder and walked across the shiny cream tilled floor into the back office.

He sat behind the desk and pulled out the paper work that had been piling up over the past few days. He usually caught up on his day's off or after closing but the process of extending the business had consumed all his free time. He sighed because it wasn't going to be happening. He'd put years into building this place and the time seemed right to expand. The shop across the road had been the perfect opportunity but it had been snapped up from under him. He should have thrown caution to the wind and put in the offer.

He pulled out the order forms and began filling it all the necessities

Conditioner x 20

Shampoo x20

Hair spray x 30

Blaine slammed into the wall his face a picture of shock and then he fell apart in front of Kurt's eyes. Kurt's heart exploded as Blaine slid down the wall and curled in on himself sobbing so hard he was wheezing. "Bla..Blaine?" Kurt's voice was shaking; he couldn't believe what he'd just done. He stepped towards his- towards Blaine and fell to his knee instantly trying to console him.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry…I didn't mean…Blaine…I…I...just…Blaine I'm sorry…please…I love you Blaine …I love you so much…" He rubbed small circles on Blaine's back but he stopped when Blaine looked up. There's eyes met.

"Then let me go" The ice cracked. Kurt fell into the ocean. The sharks moved in.

"Have you fucking seen this!?" A leaflet landed on the desk in front of him. Kurt looked up to see Ruby standing in front of him. Her long pink hair was bunched up, she wore far too much make up and a white coat with a pink vest top, tight black jeans and black heeled boots. He hadn't even heard her walk in.

"why're cryin'?" She asked. Kurt wiped his eyes quickly cursing himself for being so stupid. Blaine was a long time ago, he shouldn't be letting a stupid chance meeting affect him like this.

"I'm not." He replied and then he picked up the leaflet "what's this?"

"just read it. I swear to God you'll freak out. Oh, and Deb said something about me working Wednesday?" Kurt's mind through a blank, he looked up, brow furrowed and started at Ruby for a second trying to work out why Debbie would have said that.

Wednesday…full schedule... Blaine… Mrs Jones!…Ruby. Ping.

"Oh yea, we're fully booked and Nora wants her hair doing." Ruby made a frustrated growl and stamped her feet

"Why meeee?" She moaned. Kurt laughed and fumbled with the leaflet

"I'll pay you time and half"

"Urrrrgh. Fine." She slumped out of the office and Kurt looked at the paper he held in his hand.

BLADE RUNNER

THE NEW SALON BAR

OPENING IN THE CITY CENTRE

12 NEWALL STREET

LAUNCH PARTY MONDAY 4TH JUNE

FREE DRINKS AND HALF PRICE CUTS ALL WEEK!