A/N: yay, here's the sequel I was planning on writing. It came out sooner than I expected, but I was so excited to write it that it came easily.

Here it is, and I hope you like the beginning. Not much plot in here, but it's nice if you want to know what will happen to the boys next.

Prologue

Blaine loved the warm air of October on his face and messing with his hair while he walked down the streets of Florence. It was nice to see so many different people, unlike his home town. Florence was filled with tourists all over the place, smiles on their faces. It was something beautiful to see. The architecture of the place was wonderful as well. He had taken many pictures, and placed them all over his apartment, right next to pictures of his parents, his grandmother and photos of two nine year old boys having tea parties, two twelve year olds wearing aprons and two sixteen year olds, together at prom.

Blaine easily learned the way of a cantina next to his apartment, where he would always go to have a nice lunch, before going back to school. His Arts Program was pretty wonderful, but he was still getting used to the people. They were really welcoming, but nothing could ever compare to the feeling of being home, with the friends he knew for so long, and with his best friend. His mother, who cooked the best meals when she was at home, and the kisses he received from said best friend, when they were alone in his bedroom. He really missed home.

Their routine was pretty simple now, comparing to the first weeks. Now they were already adjusted to the time zone, so Kurt knew he couldn't expect Blaine to be available to talk to him when it was 10pm in Lima, because in Florence, he would just be sleeping. They were both adjusting their lives, always considering staying awake a little bit longer than they should to talk a little more. Kurt used to write down everything he wanted to tell Blaine about during his day, and when they were talking in Skype, he would go over every topic. It was something very Kurt-like to do, and Blaine loved it. It was the way he had to keep the boy in his head during the day.

Kurt had asked Blaine if they would still be together in special occasions, so after a lot of talking, they had agreed to make an agenda. Their plans were for Kurt to stay with Blaine during Christmas and New Year's, since they would both be on winter break, and then, around March, Blaine would spend a week in Lima, for Kurt's birthday. Now, the only thing left for Kurt was to convince his father to let him stay with his boyfriend, in his apartment, alone, in another country. That was the difficult part.

Even though Burt adored Blaine as a son, he was still Kurt's boyfriend. Burt wasn't innocent to think that they could be together in an apartment without doing stuff. And Kurt knew what was going on in his dad's mind every time.

Burt had had the talk with him, which was one of the most embarrassing things of both their lives, but it was before he even had a boyfriend. Kurt knew that, if he brought up the subject of staying with Blaine around Burt, he would have to sit down and listen to his father going over the pamphlets all over again. He wanted to be honest with his father when he asked things, so he decided that honesty was the best policy.

It was 11pm of a Saturday night. Blaine had been invited by the girls of his class to go out with them, to dance and distract a little bit. They were really nice an pretty girls, who hinted on him right when he started school, but when they got to know him better, they realized they really didn't stand a chance.

He refused the invitation, since he knew Kurt would probably call him on Skype as soon as he could.

He was wearing nothing but sweatpants and his awful reading glasses, with a glass of milk next to his laptop, when he noticed the call from Skype. It felt nice to be able to be completely comfortable in front of his boyfriend. He knew Kurt wouldn't care if he was wearing nothing but the ugliest pants in the world. Deep down, he knew Kurt didn't think it mattered.

"Hey, how was your Saturday?" Kurt asked appearing at the screen, as Blaine accepted the call.

Blaine decided to tease his boyfriend a bit.

"Well, I was invited to go out, but I just really wanted to stay in and wait for a wonderful boy, you know" he said, smirking.

"I see. So, since you refused to go out, can you tell me if this boy is worth it?" Kurt asked, teasing back.

"He's worth everything" he answered, smiling.

"Nine years and you still make me blush" Kurt said, and as he remembered of what he was supposed to say to Blaine, his smile faded.

"I wanted to tell you something, something really important" he continued.

Blaine furrowed his brows and waited for Kurt to continue.

"I wanted you to know that I'll talk to my dad. About us and about me going to Florence for Christmas"

"What are you thinking of telling him?" Blaine asked, afraid of the answer. He knew what was going to be the topic of their conversation, but he still wanted to make sure.

"You know how my dad can be overprotective of me, right? So I want to talk to him about our intimate stuff"

"You know that this didn't sound good, right?'

"Yeah, but it's true. I will talk to my father about how intimate we are, Blaine. I need to do this, in order of him to trust me. You know more than anyone that I can't lie to him, and he will ask when I bring it up. It's the only way I'll ever get to spend my Christmas with you"

"So, you're gonna talk to Burt about you, me and sex"

"Yes. I'll talk to my dad about me, you and sex" Kurt answered, almost feeling what was about to come down on him during the conversation.

"I'm so glad I'm across the ocean" Blaine commented, in all of his honesty.

Burt was working on the hood of a car and talking on the phone with a client, when he saw Kurt entering the shop. He realized Kurt had something to say, so he tried to get out of the conversation quickly.

"What's up kid?" he asked, as soon as he hung up the phone.

Kurt was sitting next to the car his father was working on. He gave Burt a sigh and decided to go for it.

"Dad, I need to talk to you about something"

His tone worried Burt, who looked at him with worry.

"Is everything okay, kiddo?" he asked, squeezing Kurt's shoulder.

"It's all fine, but I need to talk to you. Can we talk now?"

"What is it about, then? You seem so nervous"

"It's about me and Blaine"

A/N: I know that it's horrible of me to end the chapter in that part, but this is really just a prologue.

I hope everyone that read A Lifetime With You continues to read the sequel.

And thank you for reading