Parallel Souls

by f.58

Kurt has often felt there could be more to life, more than his familiar lifestyle in Lima. But when his world collides with the shatteringly fundamental laws of the universe and the man who can shift them to his advantage, will his emotions survive the outcome? This might not be what you're expecting at all - give it a try! Partly AU, Kurt/Blaine

1. Prologue

1. Prologue

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Walking through the corridors of McKinley High School, Rachel felt on top of the world. She had an amazing boyfriend, quarterback of the football team, whom she knew would be waiting by the side of her locker between classes simply to tell her how much he loved her. Not only did he prove his devotion daily, but he also proved his gallantry by protecting her from the incessant stream of slushies, scrunched up papers and leftover sandwiches which inevitably seemed to find their target on her face after a particularly humiliating screw-up in Glee club. Which was often.

Privately, she was glad of the screw-ups. Even though each one was different in a highly embarrassing or emotionally painful way, they all had one thing in common; they gained her attention. Rachel Berry lived for attention, and having announced her 'simply amazing' reunion with Finn in front of a stunned cafeteria yesterday lunchtime, followed by a perfectly timed exit to make the younger students in the hallway part like the red sea and allow her to swish glamorously to her next lesson, she had never been more firmly in the spotlight.

This morning, ignoring the whispered discussions on her social life which followed her around every corner, Rachel strode into the choir room twenty minutes early. Armed with a stack of sheet music warm from the photocopier she planned on convincing the other members of the Glee club to start rehearsing her song choices immediately, before Mr Shuester arrived and forced another Journey song upon them. She was just distributing copied sheet music onto the chairs when she heard a slight snuffling noise from behind the grand piano and decided to investigate.

Rounding the end of the polished wood, Rachel felt her next opportunity to be the centre of attention at McKinley hit her in the chest like a wrecking ball. There, in front of her, stretched out on the hard floor and fast asleep, with dark bags under his eyes and skin that appeared to glisten softly in the glare from the ceiling lamps, was a man. Not having been prior to many intimate experiences with men, Rachel had few ideas of what the male anatomy looked like up close. But she would never forget the image that imposed itself on her memory in that instant, because not only was the stranger snoring lightly on the choir room floor, he was also totally, totally naked.