A/N: Chapter changed slightly. I wanted to make the journey from this chapter to the next smoother.

"This is Halloween"

Chapter Two:

"Welcome to Lima?"

A repetitive rapping on his front door woke Blaine up out of his unplanned slumber. Depression hit him hard over the past week and the last thing he remembers is storming upstairs and throwing himself onto his bed. He groaned and hoisted himself up, balancing on his elbows and looking around the room. It was almost pitch black. He had left the curtains drawn and his door shut so the light was unable to stream through like it usually did… with great difficulty. He pushed himself onto his feet after flinging his legs over the side of his massive bed and shuffled across to the curtains. The banging continued. "What the hell do they want now?" he mumbled to himself, staring at the floor as he walked. He noticed the plans that the mayor had given him the previous day for Halloween were scattered everywhere. He was supposed to review them, make notes and extra plans, toss in a few of his own ideas then pass them back... half an hour ago. 'Crap' Blaine thought to himself.

He grabbed hold of the thick, silk, red curtains and threw them open in one swift motion. He shifted his head to the side and squinted at the constant collision of the light and his eyes. He opened the tall windows which lead out to the balcony and travelled the distance to the end to see who was outside. It was the mayor. Surprise, surprise. "What?!" Blaine yelled down. The short, porcelain made man's head spun around in shock to reveal a new face which was presenting a look of pure fear. He babbled some words which made no sense to the teenage royal. Blaine rolled his eyes and placed his hands on the black stoned wall of the balcony and leaned forward slightly, resting his weight on his arms which were folded on top of the surface of said wall. "Speak up, man, for Pete's sake!" He bellowed down.

The fragile man stood up straighter and locked eyed with his King. He cleared his throat and proceeded. "Please, sir... I need to talk to you about our plans, many of the creatures are quite confused as to who they are supposed to-"
"I don't care, tell them to do what they want." Blaine called down, cutting the man off. The latter looked absolutely confused. What was his King thinking?
"I-I-I beg your pardon, your majesty?" He questioned.
"You heard me. Tell them to do what they want. I don't really care who they attack anymore, as long as they don't go overboard."
The mayor stared blankly at Blaine for a few seconds before his head spun around to now portray an unreadable emotion. "But-"
"You dare question my orders?!" He roared down, throwing his body forward slightly to seem more threatening. His black eyes piercing the mayor's fake ones. It worked. The mayor panicked and ran down the long path towards the main metal gates, muttering "No your majesty, sorry your majesty."

Blaine watched him leave and remained there for a few moments. He hung his head and sighed. Stumbling back, he flopped back down onto his bed and placed his hands over his face. How did he become this person? He has no idea who he is, why he acts this way and why he feels so... incomplete. He has everything, but he feels as if he has nothing at all. How can a person so privileged feel so empty?

He was sick and tired of going over the same damn plans for the same damn holiday every year. Attack this person, scare this person. Seriously? Couldn't anyone come up with anything new? Well apparently not because, yet again, that was there plan for this year. He couldn't take this anymore. He had never left Halloweentown. His subjects wouldn't really let him. He was expected to sit on his throne and give out orders, holding the fort and keeping everything together. He wondered how Earth celebrated this holiday. How he affected it and what his people had done to the majority of the other humans out there.

Would they make plans like this? How would they celebrate a holiday where people would be hurt and frightened? His curiosity took over him. The desire to find out overwhelmed him. Blaine though he was crazy coming up with this idea, but he just had to. He couldn't take sitting on that stupid throne and watching the world go by without him another day. Dashing out of his room, out of the castle and down the winding road, he actually felt... excitement? An emotion he hadn't felt since the day of his coronation.

Every year the mayor would give him maps. The direction must be on one of them, right? As he kept running, he skipped through all of the images in his mind to try and recall where the circle of trees were that symbolised different holidays. One would get him to Earth. Although, he just couldn't remember. He stopped running. He was in the middle of nowhere. "What if someone realises that I'm gone?" he asks himself. That wouldn't be good. The King. Missing. Nah well. Blaine couldn't give this up. Not now. He was so close to actually having an adventure. Something his crown made him unable to do. He continued to run; after all, someone once told him that there's a high chance that you'll find what you're looking for as soon as you're lost. The voice of his father echoed in his head. The man who "out smarted" the devil. Yeah right.

The running without any idea of where he was going paid off. The young royal came across the trees and practically dove into the one that was labeled "Earth". He could remember falling through darkness and landing with a thud, ending up where he was now... Lord knows where. It was a quaint and colourful neighbourhood. There was a sign nearby that read "Welcome to Lima". 'Lima... What?'

Strolling around, he witnessed many teenagers and young kids shopping in stores for Halloween costumes. Streets and houses were decorated with signs and creepy statues, some even had fake cobwebs hanging from doors, accompanied by spiders. There were foam gravestones in people's back yards with plastic skeletons laying on their lawns. It was amazing. Even though it was fake and Blaine had the real thing at home, the fact that it wasn't real but was set out to look real intrigued him. Lima was quite close to the woods which contained the trees which is probably why Blaine ended up here. Well, he was here now so he thought he should make the most of it and observe what humans like these did for Halloween.

It got boring quite soon. He decided to check out one more street, then he was going home. That was all. He kept walking down the pathway until something snapped him out of his stride. It was a voice. A high pitched yet angelic voice that was obviously from a male but had a feminine twist which instantly attracted Blaine. He snapped his head around to see a tall, pale and fashionable young teen strolling with a blonde, slightly shorter girl holding many bags and laughing together, their arms linked. The male strutted down the street, his hips swaying from side to side whilst the female waddled alongside. Her belly was swollen, she was maybe five or six months pregnant Blaine guessed. Although, he couldn't take his eyes off of the gorgeous boy in front of him. This strange feeling zapped him and made his body shudder.

"Quinn, seriously though, you're pregnant, I don't think you can pull of a catsuit for Halloween!" Kurt got out in between giggles. Sometimes his friends thought of the craziest, yet the most amazing ideas. Quinn was giggling too.
"You never know, this girl," she gestured to herself with her free hand, "can pull off pretty much anything. Besides, it will drive Puckerman wild." She stuck her tongue out at Kurt and playfully bumped her hip against his.
"Oh, so this is what it's all about." Kurt sing-songed.
"What ever do you mean, Kurtie?"
"Getting into Puck's pants."
"Hey, can you blame me? I'm at that stage in my pregnancy and Puck's so-"
"I really don't wanna know!" He exclaimed. The blonde haired girl chuckled and they both stopped.
"But seriously Kurt, you can't keep beating yourself up over this. Sam is just a jerk and if he doesn't realise that you're the most amazing person on this planet, then screw him."

Kurt gave a sad smile and nodded, turning his gaze to the ground. "Thanks Q." He brought his head back up to smile at his girl best friend but something else caught his eye first. There was someone staring at him but he wasn't able to tell who, they darted away as soon as Kurt locked eyes with them. He was sure it was a male. A dark haired male. He wasn't sure why but he was drawn to run after this person. It was a terrible idea, he knew, but something was pulling him to the stranger like a magnet. He decided against it though. Kurt was tired and wanted to go home but Quinn beat him to the punch.
"Shoot, it's already that time? Sorry hun but I have to get going. I promised my mom I would've been back like ten minutes ago. Ever since I got pregnant she's been all over me. It's insane." She smiled at Kurt. "Will you be okay?" she asked.
Kurt smiled back and nodded in response. "Of course I will. I'll see you in Glee club."
And with that they parted ways.

Blaine panicked as soon as the beautiful boy noticed he was there and ran for it. He ran in the opposite direction and down the street, dodging pedestrians on his journey. When he though he was a safe distance away, he stopped for breath. Blaine had never felt like this before. He wasn't quite sure what it was, but it was something warm and... Different. He liked it. He liked the boy the blonde one labeled "Kurt". 'Damn, Skellington, you've gone and done it now' he thought to himself. He didn't really care though. Maybe he would get into trouble for leaving, maybe this feeling would nag at him for ages when he returns to his own land but he doesn't want to let it go. "So that settles it." he though to himself. "I'm going back, I have to, but I'm definitely coming back here tomorrow. I'm coming back to... Lima. That's it, yes, Lima, to find that boy. Kurt."

Those piercing baby blue eyes of the boy named Kurt haunted Blaine's mind on his journey back to the trees. He didn't know what this feeling was but it filled up his cold chest with warmness and strange, alien, sensations. He felt a twist in his stomach and felt strangely giddy. The teenage royal nearly skipped through the forest, he was so happy. He hadn't even spoken to this boy, only laid his eyes upon him and he was hooked. He didn't understand why but he knew fate had a funny way of getting what she wanted, and who was the young Mr Skellington to get in her way, huh? He pranced to the tree that symbolised his home and went on a similar journey to when he came to Lima. When he hit the cracking grass on ground of his own town, he was welcomed by the darkness of unconsciousness.