I didn't change the name of Blaine's mother, although we know it from the last season. I don't like it, sorry.:)
Blaine ran as fast as he could, through the woods, not caring that a few twigs cut into his sensitive skin, leaving angry red scratches. He had been too careless. He should have thought about the chance that somebody would find him there and see him. And now he had left a stranger there, knowing what he was.
"I'm so stupid" he muttered.
He reached a busy road and turned left. He had no idea where he was going, so he just let his feet bring him away from the park. He saw the first rays of the sun on the horizon and he had to stop. He needed another pill or else someone would notice him. And he couldn't let anybody else see him like this again.
Once the pill took affect, he started walking. He was hungry, he needed something to eat, although he didn't want any human food again. It had been horrible the last time.
He decided to walk in the first open place he could find and order something he knew. It happened to be a small diner, nothing too fancy, but he liked it. It was nothing like the dining hall back in the castle. The diner was mostly empty, he could only see a few workers standing at the bar and an old man sitting close to them, watching the female workers with lustful eyes. Blaine shook his head and chose a table in the corner from where he could see everything but he was mostly hidden from the eyes.
He looked around. It was a simple place but still special. There were simple wooden tables and red carpeted boxes everywhere and on the opposite side of the room, he even pointed out a small stage. And there were beautiful black and white photos on the walls. He didn't know who those people could be, but from their clothing, he believed the photos had been taken in the past.
"Welcome to Spotlight Diner!"
Blaine followed the voice and looked up at the waiter standing in front of him – and he was lost in the sight in a blink, not hearing anything else the man said. Because so close to him that he could have reached him easily, was the man of his dreams, the man he had seen in that bar days ago. He was as stunning as earlier, with perfectly styled hair, porcelain skin and bright blue eyes. He was absolutely perfect and Blaine didn't know which god he should thank for the opportunity to meet him again.
"...So I can bring you a coffee."
Blaine blushed, looking down as the man fell silent. He didn't know what he was talking about, he had been so lost in the sight of the man.
"Is it okay?" the man asked uncertainly.
"Uhm, what?" Blaine wanted to slap himself for the rude question. Where did he leave his manners? "I'm so sorry. I don't know what's gotten into me."
"It's fine" the man said. "I've had worse. So do you want some coffee?"
"Yes. Please" Blaine agreed immediately, although he had no idea what coffee was. "And something to eat. Your choice."
"I will be back in a minute" the man smiled and disappeared behind a door.
Blaine used these minutes to prepare himself for time when the man gets back. He had to come up with a better speech if he wanted to get to know him. Did he? Because he wasn't sure. Right, that night had been unforgettable but it had been a dream only minutes ago. And now, he was face to face with the man he had been dreaming of. He had to figure out what to do.
But too soon, the man was back with a cup of dark liquid and – to Blaine's relief – pancakes. He had eaten pancakes before and he knew they were delicious. And they didn't contain meat.
"You seem like a guy who likes sweet breakfasts" the man said, blushing.
"Yeah, it's fine, thank you" Blaine said. He looked at the food first but he was thirsty, too, so he grabbed the cup and swallowed a small amount of the liquid – and he started coughing and spluttering. "Dear gods, what the hell is this?"
The man threw his head back and laughed.
"It's coffee" he said simply. "Have you never drunk it before?"
"No!" Blaine said with a grimance. "How can you drink this? It's bitter and-and hot. And bitter."
"Well, I drink it with sugar" the man replied.
"And that sugar... it's a good thing?" Blaine asked carefully.
"Of course it is" the man said, rolling his eyes. "Do you really don't know what sugar is?"
"Uhm... no?" Blaine said uncertainly.
"You're weird" the man stated.
Blaine was about to reply when a girl appeared behind them, tapping the man's shoulder.
"Our shift is over, so if you don't want to stay and flirt with him..."
"Santana!" the man hissed, stopping the girl.
"What? You've been standing over him like a nanny in the past ten minutes" the girl – Santana replied.
"I'm so sorry" the man said, turning to Blaine.
"No problem" Blaine waved with a smile.
"Come on, Kurt, I'm dead tired" Santana said, grabbing the man's arm and pulling him away.
Kurt smiled at Blaine one more time before turning away completely, following the girl to the door.
"Kurt" Blaine whispered when the man disappeared. Finally, he knew his name at least.
And he knew where to find him.
Blaine had a lucky day after all.
~ o ~
Sebastian stormed through the door, searching for the king. He had been waiting in his room way too long and when he had stepped out because he had been afraid he would be late from the ceremony, one of Blaine's servants had come to him with a trumped-up story about why he should have stayed in his room. It had taken him two whole minutes to notice that something wasn't right, so he pushed the man out of the way and went to find the king himself.
He found him in the ballroom, whispering with his wife. Sebastian pressed his lips together in anger when he saw that the room was completely empty. He couldn't see the guests or the band. Nothing, except for the king and the queen.
"Can you tell me what the hell is going on?" he asked, stepping to the couple. "Where's everybody else?"
Drake sighed and let go of his wife's hand as he turned to him.
"We can't find Blaine" he said.
"What?" Sebastian shouted.
"He wasn't in his room... I sent the guards to find him but they came back with empty hands" Drake answered.
"Are you telling me that he ran away?" Sebastian asked angrily.
"We don't know" Drake answered seriously. "I don't think he would do something like that."
"We're afraid that the Sylvesters did something to him" Lorelle said worriedly.
"Calm down, honey, we can't be sure it was Sue" Drake said, taking his wife's hand again.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Sebastian asked. "I'm his fiancé. I should have been informed..."
"I didn't have time for this!" Drake shouted in frustration. He stepped back, took a deep breath and continued. "Look, Sebastian, I know you're upset. Believe me, I am too. But let me deal with this. I will send somebody to let you know what we find."
"Fine" Sebastian nodded. "But if I find out that you did this, you will all regret it."
He turned around and left the room, slamming the door behind him.
"We have to find Blaine" Lorelle said. "We can't let Sebastian call off the engagement. We need this alliance."
"I know, honey, I know" Drake said quietly.
~ o ~
In another castle, Sue Sylvester was standing in the middle of her room, staring at the fire. It was the day of the big Anderson-Smythe wedding and she felt anger boiling inside of her. She had done everything in the past few months to stop that alliance but to no avail. That damn Anderson had been way too strong and protected his son from everything Sue had sent against them. She knew she had lost this battle but it was hard to accept. Sue Sylvester was a winner, she never left her enemies overpower her.
The door swang open and she turned towards the noise, shaking her head.
"Becky, I told you a million times. Knock before you step inside" she said.
"Mistress" Becky said, bowing her head. "This is important."
"What is it, Becky? Has Anderson gotten married yet?" Sue asked, turning back to the fire.
"No, Mistress" Becky answered.
"What?" Sue asked, rushing to her small maid. "What do you mean by that?"
"I sent Karofsky and Azimio to spy as you told me" Becky said. "They came back a few minutes ago and they said the Andersons called off the wedding."
"Bring them to me" Sue said, snapping her fingers impatiently.
Becky ran out and came back soon with the two bulky trolls. Sue shook her head slowly. She hated Karofsky and Azimio, they were so stupid and smelled weird most of the times, but somehow they were able to hide from the fairies and Sue used them when she needed informations about her neighbours.
"Tell me everything" Sue ordered.
"We went to spy as you told us" Azimio said slowly. "It was just the usual at first. You know, fairies flying on the sky..."
"No, no, no. I don't care about the fairies. I only want to know about the Andersons" Sue said.
"They called off the wedding" Karofsky said, proud of himself that he was able to say something new. "Because the prince ran away."
"He ran away?" Sue asked back and the others nodded.
"Yes. We saw him this morning. He escaped through some secret door" Azimio said.
"Why didn't you catch him?" Sue asked angrily. If the prince had been all alone...
"You told us to go there and listen to their conversations. You never said you wanted us to bring the prince here" Karofsky said.
Sue groaned and lifted her hands in anger, making a strong gust of wind that caused the trolls to fly back to the wall.
"You idiots! I can't believe you had the chance to capture the prince and you let him go away!" Sue screamed.
"We-we can still find him" Azimio said hastily.
"They will find him first!" Sue shouted.
"Not necessarily" Karofsky said. "They don't know he went to the Earth."
"The Earth?" Sue asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes. We saw him go through the gate" Azimio nodded. "And the king doesn't know where he went."
Sue licked her lips, taking a few steps forward, thinking.
"Maybe you didn't ruin everything" she said slowly. "We can go after him and find him before his father."
"That's right" Karofsky smiled.
"Becky!" Sue turned to her maid. "I want you to send my men after him. Find the prince and bring him to me."
"Yes, mistress" Becky said and disappeared behind the door.
"You two, out!" Sue shouted when Karofsky and Azimio didn't move. The trolls jumped and ran out hastily before the woman could do something against them in her anger.
Sue turned back to the fire, watching the flames with a small smile on her face.
"You stupid little boy" she whispered. "You just brought me one step closer to destroy your father."
She threw her head back and laughed, causing the flames to dance around happily.
~ o ~
Blaine decided to visit that bar again where he had seen Kurt the first time. It was already late, the streets were dark except for the street lamps, so he risked going out without the effect of the pill hiding his true self. He knew it was carnival night in the bar, he had read about it the last time, and he hoped that it only meant dressing up for somebody else and hiding their faces as at home.
He sighed in relief as he saw a few weird looking people stepping inside when he almost reached the door of Callbacks. It meant he was right. He looked down at his outfit – his normal clothes, black pants and white shirt – and then behind his back where his wings were. He kept them relatively unmoving, afraid of what people would think seeing them move. He knew his ears, too bright eyes and glowing skin would make people stare it him and a small voice in the back of his mind told him to stay away, but he couldn't. He had to see Kurt again and he knew he would be there.
Blaine took a deep breath and stepped inside. He almost back away, seeing the crowd on the dance floor but he also see Kurt, dancing and singing on the stage. He smiled and stepped forward, walking down slowly between the others. Some of the guests looked at him in interest but it didn't seem like they noticed something weird on him.
"Cool costume" a girl smiled and winked as Blaine walked down beside her.
"Thanks" Blaine said and nodded towards her. The girl blushed and bit her lip but didn't have the chance to talk to Blaine as the boy kept walking towards the stage.
He stopped right in front of Kurt who was dressed in a tight costume with bright colours and a long cape that ended at his ankles. He didn't notice Blaine first. He kept singing, clapping and dancing happily but as the song ended, he looked down and their eyes met. Blaine smiled and before he could realise what he was doing, he reached out towards Kurt. The boy smiled but didn't take his hand, instead he bowed and whispered something to his friend beside him and climbed down of the stage, stopping right beside Blaine.
"Hey" he smiled.
"Hey" Blaine replied. "I, uhm, I..."
"We met in the diner" Kurt helped him.
"Yes" Blaine nodded. He remembered him. Gods, Kurt remembered him.
Kurt looked at him with a raised eyebrow and Blaine finally realised that he just stood there, in complete silence. He should say something... but what?
Introduce yourself, you moron!
"Blaine Devon Anderson, the third with this name, son of Drake Andreson, from Lamaeria. Pleasure to meet you" Blaine said and grabbed Kurt's hand, kissing the knuckles.
The boy blushed and smiled shyly.
"Kurt Elisabeth Hummel. The first, I think" Kurt said. "From Lima, Ohio."
"Would you like something to drink?" Blaine asked.
"I have a few minutes, so why not?" Kurt answered.
Blaine smiled and took his hand, leading Kurt through the crowd.
"What would you like?" Blaine asked.
"An Amaretto Sour, please" Kurt replied.
"And the same for me too" Blaine told the bartender. When they got their drinks, they went to find a free table and sat down.
"I'm so glad to meet you again" Blaine blurted out.
"Me too" Kurt said. "I'm sorry I had to leave so soon this morning, but my roommate..."
"It's fine" Blaine cut in. "I found you."
"Right" Kurt said. "And I'm so happy you did. You look so interesting and I wanted to get to know you. So... would you tell me some things about yourself?"
Blaine's eyes widened. Kurt wanted to know about him. He should tell Kurt about himself. And he couldn't tell Kurt the truth. Not now.
"You should go first" he replied hastily. "I'm so curious."
It turned out that Kurt didn't notice anything weird in Blaine's behaviour. He smiled and started telling things about himself, like he had grown up in Lima and moved to New York only months ago. That he had a part-time job and was about to start his studies at NYADA. And that he was the lead singer of Pamela Lansbury, the band that performed in Callbacks every Saturday. Blaine didn't give Kurt the opportunity to ask about him, he always came up with a new question.
"You have a great voice, Kurt" Blaine said, taking the boy's hands. "And I have to tell you, I..."
"Kurt!"
He was interrupted by a dark haired boy he had seen on the stage with Kurt earlier. He ran to Kurt and grabbed his arm, something that Blaine didn't like at all.
"The folks want to hear Don't stop believin'. Come on!"
Kurt sighed and shook his head, looking at Blaine apologetically.
"I have to go now" he said and grabbed the napkin from the table. He wrote down something and pressed it into Blaine's hand. "Call me."
He winked and disappeared with the other boy. Blaine looked after him and then raised the napkin to read what Kurt had left for him. There were only numbers on it and Blaine frowned. He didn't know this kind of magic but he decided to 'call' Kurt the next morning. Whatever it meant in this world.
