Preface

Full Summary:

Blaine is an angel, sent to earth for a special mission. He's a lot younger than most angels chosen, and he also feels human emotions more deeply than any other angel.

His mission is to help a young human boy. To help mentor him and guide him. But Blaine doesn't count on falling in love with him.

Author's note: This was just one of my plot bunnies. I've seen a few where Kurt is an angel, but I don't think I've seen one with Blaine as one. I'm not saying there isn't one, but I just haven't seen it.

Anyway, I'm going to try to follow the cannon as much as possible. At least in the beginning.

Ps. I don't own Glee.

Blaine had been sent to earth to help a boy named Kurt. He didn't know it at the time, but he'd end up falling in love.

He had no idea when he'd meet this Kurt; all they told him was that he'd have to blend in as a human. It was to be his job to help mentor and guide Kurt. They'd sent him to Dalton. He thought it would have been better to send him right to where Kurt was. Wouldn't that do more good? Angels had a naturally good influence on humans. Just being around one for awhile made them better. But if this was where they chose to send him, Blaine wasn't going to argue. He was lucky enough to be sent to earth at all.

His first day there, Blaine heard music coming from a class room. Well it wasn't really a class room, but he wasn't sure what to call it. He started humming along with them. Being an angel, Blaine was good at everything, it was just natural. He could do anything, with a little effort.

One of the boys walked out of the room. Blaine stiffened, could he get in trouble for this?

"We, well I, heard you humming along with us out in the hall. I was wondering if you'd like to come join us."

Blaine nodded, and followed him.

"I don't remember seeing you before."

"Today is my first day. My name's Blaine." He said.

"I'm Wes, nice to meet you." Turning to the rest of the group, Wes announced, "Everyone this is Blaine."

Blaine nodded to them and gave a shaky wave. Humans were still strange to him and he wasn't always sure how to act.

Wes continued, "Blaine why don't you have a seat. I was just proposing to the council that we use eight part harmony in the upcoming sectionals competition."

"Look who thinks he's on the council already." One of the boys said, a few near him laughing along. Wes gave him a look.

"I know perfectly well that I'm not on the council yet. I'm just trying to offer helpful suggestions; that is not against the rules."

"Wes, why'd you go get this kid anyways? Hoping that if we let him in the Warblers he'd vote for you next year?"

"No. I was near the door and could hear in out in the hall. He'd been humming along with us."

"How are we supposed to believe you?"

Blaine had no idea what was happening. He'd sat down when Wes had told him to, after that he'd sort of gotten lost in what they'd been talking about. They were fighting, Blaine knew that. But humans fought all the time. How was he supposed to know of this was serious or not. Either way, Blaine tried to release some calming energy into the air.

"Just listen to him sing." Wes said. Everyone looked to Blaine again. He didn't notice at first. "Blaine." Wes said again.

"Huh, What?" Blaine asked, confused. He'd been so absorbed in trying to understand what was happening; it surprised him when their attention was on him.

"Blaine, will you please sing for them?" Wes asked.

"Oh, uh, sure." but, Blaine wasn't sure. Still, he let himself stand and find the music within him. He didn't know any songs that they would. But he hummed a melody he knew from Heaven. It made him feel more peaceful, reminded him of why he was on earth. It calmed his nerves. Until that moment, Blaine hadn't really thought about how much he missed his home.

When he finally stopped, all the Warblers were looking at him, speechless. Some were just letting their mouths hang open. He truly sounded like an angel, which was fitting seeing as he was one, but they didn't know that.

After a minute, one of them recovered enough to speak, "Welcome to the Warblers."

It was only the next day when Wes presented him with a bird. "It's a Warbler." He told Blaine, "It's tradition to present every new Warbler with a real live Warbler. His name is Pavarotti."

Author's note: Please, Please tell me what you think, and if I should continue it. And sorry if I got the Warbler's a bit out of character. Most of their personalities I've picked up on from other fanfictions. Don't worry, Kurt will show up in the next chapter. :)