Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. If I did, Kurt and Blaine would be the focus of the show.

A/N: As I am currently compelled to write about wood nymphs right now, I present to you my very own fantasy Klaine fic. This would be most likely have three chapters or so. I haven't decided yet. -shrugs- Anywho, don't blame me when you read this from the very first word to the very last dot, m'kay?


McKinley is a land surrounded by cliffs and forests. Compared to others, it is relatively small. It encompasses an area of only 185 square miles whereas other lands range from 785-1230 square miles. Nonetheless, its citizens live in a simple lifestyle, content and happy, or did they?

In truth, some of McKinley's inhabitants live in constant fear of the forest-dwellers because of enchanted creatures like sirens, nymphs, trolls and many more that live in the surrounding areas. The current king and queen, King Will and Queen Emma, are doing their best to appease the citizens but the majority of the residents of their land are too shallow-minded to conceive any thought of understanding. These citizens are led to believe that they could only attain peace if all enchanted creatures are shot down. They believe that these usually gentle beings are the cause of their misery when they suffer because of their gluttony, malevolence and closed-mindedness.

McKinley Woodlands is an ample sized forest to the west of McKinley. A number of magical creatures inhabit it whose personalities range from evil to good, from peace loving to war freaks. It is true, as a matter of fact that a lot of forest dwellers liked to cause trouble to the citizens of McKinley, like trolls and ogres. The rest of them however, stay well out of any human's sight.

And this is where our tale begins.

It was a sunny day in McKinley Woodlands and for that, Kurt was thankful. The land he lived in was unusually gloomy most of the times because of frequent storms and weather changes. On this day, however, he was able to stretch out his porcelain, vine-covered limbs to be warmed by the sunlight that shone through the thick forest canopy. Such a blessing., he thought.

With swiftness and grace that no other than wood nymphs could have, he flew up a certain tree where the rays of light shone the brightest. He leaned back and let out a sigh. Sunlight bathed him in golden beams, nourishing his being and making the vines covering his body greener.

Life had been hard for Kurt these past 16 years and being the only wood nymph in this forest only made it worse. It left him feeling alone if it weren't for the fact that he had friends, whether they be siren, fey or dryad. Nevertheless, a bond of friendship was different from a bond of kinship or love and knowing that fact left him feeling incomplete. There was something in him that was seemingly void of something, for the lack of better words to describe it. He closed his eyes as his mind wandered to his friends. Thinking about them made him realize something. They were all in love. He inwardly winced at this realization. He shouldn't be jealous at what his friends had that he didn't.

I shouldn't be thinking about things like this on such a beautiful day., he thought dryly. With a sigh, he flew back down and walked back to his home, leaving flowers in his wake.

Night fell in McKinley Woodlands. Creatures of the night woke up to the chirping of crickets and rustled about. Others were in their nests or homes, resting. Which was what Kurt was supposed to be doing; however, the wood nymph was busy preening himself under the bright, silvery moonlight near the shores of a sapphire lake.

He sat on a log, carefully removing any twigs or leaves that may have gotten to his earthy brown hair. His porcelain skin shone in the moonlight, making him glow and his jade-green eyes were critically examining the leaves on the vines that wrapped around him. With a careful hand, he smoothed out any rumpled leaves and picked those which seemed to be wilting. Even though he was wrapped up in his pampering, the voice that echoed through the woods did not escape his notice.

I've been alone
Surrounded by darkness
I've seen how heartless
The world can be

I've seen you crying
You felt like it's hopeless
I'll always do my best
To make you see

Kurt stopped as the melody resonated in the air. Something in him suddenly throbbed, his heart? It was as if that song was meant for him, perfectly expressing what he felt. At that moment, he felt the need to see whom that voice belonged to.

Baby, you're not alone
Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through

Now I know it ain't easy
But it ain't hard trying
Every time I see you smiling
And I feel you so close to me
And you tell me

The voice was masculine, deep and seemingly gentle, and the wood nymph contemplated for a moment whether it was from a human or not. He closed his eyes and listened intently. Nay, it is a human., he decided. Magical creatures whose greatest ability was singing had voices that seemed like pure instruments and were perfect in every way but this voice was raspy and rough at some points. However, that fact only added to the realness of the singer.

Baby, you're not alone
Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through

The song ended rather abruptly whilst the last note still hung in the air. Kurt snapped out of his daydream. He looked around him and saw that the serenity that blanketed the forest had not been disturbed. The crickets still chirped, the lake still lapping the shore softly and the breeze carrying silent sounds. The wood nymph cocked his head, waiting if that voice decided to sing again. He waited but the music that once filled the air never came back. He shrugged and walked hastily to a nearby clump of trees he had remade into his home.

As he arrived in front of two gargantuan trees, he slowly made his way up by riding a rather enormous leaf that grew steadily until he reached the top. There, nestled between the branches, lay a simple hammock made completely of bright green vines decorated by numerous flowers. The wood nymph yawned, as he lied down, the music that he heard earlier being the last thing he heard and thought of before nodding off into a deep slumber.


A/N: Hmm, I'm doing three multi-chaptered fics right now. Wow, what a nerve I have. So sorry if I don't update soon, exams are this week and I have to study my cute butt off if I want to be in the top ten. Wish me luck! Oh yeah, leave a review if you wuv me (which I'm sure you do)!

Advertisement: Read my other Klaine fics too! Especially 'So Much for my Happy Ending'. It's angst, so yeah. :D It only has two chapters as for now but I'm trying to update it as soon as possible.