AN: Apologies in advance, this chapter isn't as good as I wanted it to be. For some reason it refused to word right so I'm sorry it isn't very good :S

Also I've never visited any of these places I am describing so please forgive me if you have and I have written them totally wrong. I'm trying my best :) I do want to go to each of these places one day though!

Friday night Kurt had sat down with Janet and Jeff to discuss his outing with Blaine this Sunday. His agent had been hesitant for Kurt to go so they'd decided to work out a plan of attack for the day of sightseeing.

"Going to the tourist destinations is a bit of a risk," Janet had told him for the third time that night. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Kurt remembered Blaine's excited expression when he'd suggested their outing and that was his answer. "Yes, of course."

"Then I'll have to trail you everywhere," Jeff informed him.

Kurt nodded. He knew that'd be the case. "Just don't make it obvious, okay?"

Jeff pretended to look offended. "Do I ever?" That was true.

"Sorry, I just don't want Blaine to find out before I get the chance to explain," Kurt told them. "I think this might turn into something," he said happily.

"Kurt, you've known him a week," Janet reminded him bluntly.

"I know, I know, but there's something about him that's different. But different in such a good way." The other two in the room watched Kurt's eyes go dazed as he thought about Blaine. They chuckled and Kurt snapped back to reality. "I do not want to screw this up," he said resolutely.

Jeff nodded. "At least if I'm with you I can intercept the crazed fans."

"I don't have any crazed fans," Kurt replied absentmindedly. Yes, he was reasonably well known but he knew his fame over in London would be sufficiently less than in New York. Once My Fair Lady started in a few weeks Kurt assumed his fame would increase a bit but he'd deal with that when he came to it. Besides, he was hoping by that stage Blaine would know who he was. You see, Kurt didn't want to lie anymore. It was just the actual telling Blaine that had Kurt stumped. This was hardly something you just brought up in casual conversation. And maybe it was selfish of Kurt but he just couldn't bring himself to tell Blaine. Not yet. He had to know that Blaine wouldn't run off at the mere suggestion of something scary. Okay, so it was extremely selfish but Kurt would just wait for the perfect time to tell Blaine, then he'd come clean. However Kurt predicted that finding the perfect time would be easier said than done.

"Anyone can turn into a crazed fan," was Jeff's response.

The three then discussed transportation and getting from one tourist attraction to the next.

"Why don't you tell Blaine you've hired a driver?" Jeff suggested. "That way I could drive you around in the limo? That would explain the creepy guy who would follow you guys around everywhere."

"Wouldn't the limo just make us stand out even more?" Kurt asked.

Janet nodded. "Yes, that is true." She paused to think for a moment. "Where were you wanting to go again?"
Kurt told her the places they'd decided on that day as Janet looked up bus tours on her blackberry.

"Surely there's some tourist bus situation you can go with. That way everyone will be in such a hurry to get on and off the bus and all that that they won't even notice you. And you'll be able to visit the main tourist-y places."

Kurt sighed. Being famous was actually a huge hassle that he sometimes wished he didn't have to deal with. There was so much effort going into planning what was supposed to be a spontaneous outing. Right now Kurt would give anything to be able to just walk the streets of London, hand in hand with Blaine, and to receive no stares. But he knew that wasn't possible, sadly for more than one reason.

"Right, found a good one. This tour will take you to Big Ben, Tower Bridge, Tower of London, Buckingham Palace and Trafalgar Square," Janet read from her screen. "No Kew Gardens though. But you guys could always do that another day," she suggested.

"And in that case I can just take the same bus as you and look like a tourist whilst still keeping an eye on everything," Jeff said.

Kurt nodded. It seemed like the closest they'd get to a perfect situation. "Alright, that seems like the one. Where can we pick the bus up from and at what time," Kurt wanted to know.

"There's a stop for it just a ten minute walk from here. And it leaves at 8:30 on Sunday morning," Janet told him.

"Perfect."

Kurt called Blaine minutes later, explaining the suggestion about the tour bus. He had no idea what he'd do if Blaine didn't like that idea but thankfully he had no issues with it. Kurt found himself hanging up a little under an hour later having had a crazy conversation with Blaine about totally irrelevant things. It seemed they weren't running out of things to talk about any time soon.

The next two days flew by quickly for Kurt who spent the time at rehearsal. It had almost been a week of being in London and Kurt decided that although New York was his home, he could very easily get used to London too. The atmosphere in the city was so different to anything he'd experienced before. But he loved the change. When explaining this to his Dad, Burt had asked if it had anything to do with meeting a certain guy. Kurt laughed and asked his Dad how he knew him so well. Chuckling, Burt had told Kurt it took years of practise.

Another downside of his career was spending so much time away from home. Kurt did find himself missing his Dad a lot. He missed Carole and Finn too; after all they were just as much his family. But Kurt was living out his dream. He had wanted this for so long and really couldn't be happier than he was at present. However if this was a result of his career or Blaine, he didn't know.

Having nothing much to do, Blaine had found himself walking the streets of London quite a bit the days following the coffee date. It was beautiful weather and he enjoyed the different ambience the city provided.

Something Blaine had planned on doing whilst on holiday was to start a novel. Writing had always been one of his passions but he'd never found time for it in the past with his busy schedule. Now that he was free of his job he had promised he'd take some time to write. Late Saturday morning, sitting in a park a few streets away from his hotel, Blaine was cross-legged with a notebook and pen in hand, writing. There was something so enlivening about putting pen to paper that you couldn't experience by typing on a laptop. Blaine found himself enjoying the easygoing day of writing more than he'd first expected.

Still, despite the lovely day, Blaine had felt his mind flick to Kurt numerous times throughout it, almost as if Kurt had been the only missing piece to a perfect day. Blaine imagined lying in the park on a picnic rug with Kurt by his side. Maybe as Blaine wrote Kurt would play with his hair or occasionally place kisses to his forehead. There was something so appealing about this image.

Blaine sighed as he pictured Kurt. He could feel himself coming closer and closer to falling for him.

They'd agreed to meet outside Blaine's hotel on Sunday at 8:15 and walk down to where the bus would leave at 8:30. Blaine struggled to get up so early, used to sleeping in each day. Kurt found it easy, as he was always awake at 6:30 anyway to complete his moisturising routine.

Having organised for Jeff to make his own way to the bus stop, Kurt walked the fifteen minutes from his apartment to Blaine's alone, smiling as soon as he saw Blaine happily awaiting him out the front of the hotel.

"Hey," Blaine greeted Kurt, kissing him lightly on the lips.

"Hi, how are you?" Kurt asked as they began to walk down the street in the direction of the bus stop.

"Good. Really good," Blaine said with a smile. "And you?"
Kurt smiled too. "Yeah, me too."

Blaine gently took Kurt's hand in his own, peering over at Kurt to see if this was okay. Kurt grinned and squeezed Blaine's hand letting him know it was more than okay.

A pleasant ten-minute walk later and they were there.

"Kurt, you didn't tell me it was a double decker bus!" Blaine cried excitedly, gazing up at the big red bus in front of them like it was magic.

Kurt rolled his eyes at Blaine's enthusiasm, a huge grin threatening to spread across his face. "I didn't expect this reaction."

They entered the bus, Blaine skipping ahead of Kurt, instantly climbing the stairs to be on the top level. Kurt followed, smiling at Blaine's eagerness. He really reminded Kurt of a little kid sometimes. It was adorable.

Blaine looked to Kurt once they were seated. "So where to first?"

"Big Ben."

"Excellent!"

It didn't take too long to reach their destination and the trip seemed even shorter when filled with chit chat between the two men. They discussed their previous days and Blaine noticed as per usual that when asked, Kurt didn't go into detail about his days at work. Blaine knew it was something that Kurt didn't like talking about so he tried his best to avoid the topic. Blaine told Kurt all about his lovely day writing in the park. It was only after he had described this to Kurt that he worried that maybe Kurt might think it was dumb. Of course he did not and enthusiastically asked Blaine if he could read something he'd written.

"Oh, I don't know," Blaine replied awkwardly. "I'm not very good."

Kurt shook his head, tapping Blaine lightly on the knee. "I'm sure you are! You actually look like a writer, like I can imagine you being one."

The thought of taking up writing as a career made Blaine smile. When in high school he'd never really considered writing as a job but now that he was here it was something he was seriously contemplating. It was definitely something he'd enjoy doing for a living.

When they arrived at the Palace of Westminster where Big Ben was situated, the first thing Blaine realised was just how tall the clock tower was. The tour guide on the bus had informed everyone that the hands of the clock themselves were huge. The hour hand measured over two and a half metres in length and the minute hand, over four metres. Once out of the bus Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and marched to the foot of the clock tower, staring up at it in awe.

They did the usual touristy things: take way too many photos of and with the tourist attraction, find out as much info as they could about the place and waste money on tacky souvenirs.

A few people were wandering over to the London Eye, wanting to ride the biggest ferris wheel in the world. Naturally, Blaine wanted to as well.

"Please, Kurt?" he asked excitedly when he found out there would in fact be time to do so before their next stop.

Kurt wasn't a fan of heights but he could not resist that puppy dog face. "Alright, let's go!"

They waited in line for a bit before they could finally get on the ferris wheel but they immediately realised it was so worth the wait. The views from being that high up were breathtaking! Blaine had his face almost pressed against the glass as he looked out at the city.

"London is so beautiful," Kurt commented, not being able to take his eyes away from the spectacular view even when he felt Blaine's hand find his and squeeze it.

"Not the only thing that's beautiful around here," Blaine whispered, grinning when Kurt gave him an amused look.

"Really, Blaine? Really?"

"It had to be said," Blaine replied, "You know me well enough to know that I like corniness."

"As do I, but that, my friend, was ridiculous," Kurt teased, nudging Blaine's hip with his.

Blaine leaned closer to Kurt, their foreheads almost touching. "Just stating the truth."

Kurt brought Blaine's lips to his, kissing him softly before turning to face the view again.

Blaine was hiding a grin the entire ride, totally amazed at the fact that he was experiencing London with someone as special as Kurt.

Before they knew it the ferris wheel ride was over and everyone was being shepherded back onto the bus. A few minutes later and they arrived at Tower Bridge. There was something really awesome about seeing certain things in the flesh in comparison to in photos or on TV and this was one of those situations. More photos were snapped and Kurt and Blaine chatted about inconsequential things as they admired the Bridge.

Right across from Tower Bridge was their next stop.

Tower of London was also spectacular. They got to tour inside for a short amount of time which both Kurt and Blaine found extremely interesting. Unlike at a museum, they found themselves actually fascinated by their surroundings. The tour guide taking them around the area was dressed in proper medieval attire and was in character the entire time. He was hilarious, adding in funny tidbits about the historic castle as they walked around that had Blaine in hysterics at a few points. Kurt had to keep elbowing him to stop him from laughing at the ridiculously lame jokes.

There wasn't much time to grab lunch before their next stop so Kurt and Blaine hurriedly bought ice-creams at a nearby parlour and ate them quickly, savouring each mouthful as they were some of the best ice-creams they'd ever tasted.

"Mmm, this is delicious!" Kurt declared, looking at his ice-cream like it was his first love.

"Lemme try," Blaine asked, almost done with his honeycomb flavoured one.

"Only if I can try yours," Kurt replied, holding his ice-cream tight, only willing to give it up at the chance of tasting another.

Blaine agreed and they exchanged ice-creams, appreciating the differing flavours before swapping back and finishing off their own.

"I really want another one!" Blaine pleaded but there wasn't time.

"You know what's next, Blaine?" Kurt asked animatedly as they hopped back onto the bus at about 2pm.

"Trafalgar Square," Blaine answered excitedly, looking out the window of the bus eagerly.

"Blaine, it's not for another however-many miles," Kurt told him and Blaine stopped staring out the window to look at Kurt, "And no, Buckingham Palace!"

Blaine made his face fall, pretending to look bitter at this new piece of information. Kurt laughed and hit Blaine. "Hey, I'm excited, don't act like that! You'll get to see Trafalgar Square soon enough."

Buckingham Palace was really something. Kurt fanboyed the entire time he was there, chattering away to Blaine in a high pitched, excited voice throughout the tour they took of the palace. Blaine found himself more entertained by Kurt's enthusiasm than by the place itself. Kurt was practically begging to stay longer two hours later when it was time to get back on the bus.

"But I didn't get to see everything," Kurt complained to Blaine just before they left.

Blaine shrugged. He had certainly seen enough of Buckingham Palace. "Kurt, we were there for two hours. I think we saw everything there was to see. Besides, the bus is leaving now."

Kurt pouted at Blaine as they walked onto the bus, taking their seats on the top level again.

"Kurt, you look too adorable when you do that, please stop," Blaine teased, imitating Kurt's petulant expression.

"I do not look like that!" Kurt insisted, hitting Blaine until he stopped pulling the face.

"You're right, it's much cuter, but still," was Blaine's response. Kurt couldn't help but smile.

Trafalgar Square was huge. Blaine and Kurt walked around the entire area just mesmerised. There were people everywhere and it was hard to manoeuvre their way around the crowd. From the stairs they were on they could see the entire courtyard, the fountains, the four lions, and the giant monument in the middle dedicated to the war that was fought.

Blaine insisted on a photo in front of the street sign nearby. "My proof of having walked on a monopoly board," Blaine explained.

He also insisted on a photo of the two of them as they hadn't taken one all day. Kurt protested, saying he looked awful today but Blaine just drew him closer, telling him he looked amazing and to stop objecting, it was happening. Holding his camera an arm's length away from them Blaine pulled a cheesy grin and Kurt stuck his tongue out. Blaine then climbed up the monument to get a photo next to the massive Lions, insisting that it was a normal tourist photo and that he didn't want to leave without it. A few more photos were taken but Kurt's favourite was of the two of them, Blaine kissing his cheek as Kurt grinned widely.

When it was time to clamber on the bus again Blaine and Kurt were more than ready to go. They were both completely drained of energy and looking forward to returning to their beds to sleep.

Blaine's eyes drooped as they neared the end of the bus trip. Kurt felt Blaine's head rest on his shoulder and a moment later he was asleep. Kurt smiled fondly down at the man. He was really starting to fall for Blaine, and quickly too.

Raising his glance from this perfect, peaceful face, Kurt saw Jeff smile at him from across the bus. He'd never seen Kurt this happy.

"Right, let's get you home," Kurt told Blaine as they walked back to his hotel hand in hand.

"Walk me in?" Blaine asked hopefully once they stopped outside the building.

Kurt wondered if this was such a good idea. He couldn't have a late night as he was needed at work early tomorrow. If he followed Blaine up he would no doubt have trouble leaving, resulting in a later night.
"C'mon, just get room service with me. Dinner. That's all I ask! I know you're starving!"

When Kurt didn't answer immediately Blaine tugged on Kurt's hand, pulling him into the hotel lobby. And that was that.

"What do you feel like?" Blaine asked, perusing a room-service menu once they were inside.

Looking around the hotel room, Kurt shrugged. "I'm so hungry I don't even care."

Blaine appeared shocked. "You're not going to request a salad and water?"

Kurt chuckled. "I'm too hungry to worry about carbs. Get me something filling, like a pizza." Kurt thought about the effect something that greasy would have on his skin then mentally shook his head. It didn't matter. He was starving and pizza sounded so good right now.

"Two pizzas it is. Preference on toppings?" Blaine asked, beginning to dial room service.

"Margarita, please."

Blaine nodded then politely ordered one margarita and one meatlovers pizza to their room.

Moments later Blaine collapsed onto the king-sized bed that sat in the middle of the room. Today had been great but exhausting and both Kurt and Blaine wanted nothing more than to just sleep despite the fact it was before 7pm.

"C'mere," Blaine patted the space of bed next to him, smiling at Kurt's hesitant expression. "I'm not gonna try and steal your virtue," he joked, earning a laugh from Kurt who joined Blaine, sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"Thank-you for today. I had so much fun," Blaine said genuinely, his arms reaching out for Kurt. Smiling, Kurt leant into the hug, staying like this as the conversation continued.

"And London finally dazzled me," Blaine said with a grin. "Or you dazzled me, I can't tell the difference."

"You're a charmer, Blaine Anderson," Kurt said with a smile, leaning in to catch Blaine's lips with his.

Room service came pretty quickly and before long the two were sitting on Blaine's bed sharing pizza.

"You know what I realised," Kurt began, taking another slice of pizza, "We didn't visit Kings Cross Station. And you know what's there?"

Blaine's whole face lit up. "Platform nine and three quarters!" he cried, his mouth half-full of pizza.

"Blaine, I told you before, don't speak with your mouth full," Kurt reprimanded, "And yes. So do you agree that we simply need to make a trip there in the near future?"

Blaine nodded enthusiastically as he finished his mouthful.

"I was also thinking we should visit Hyde Park. I've heard it's simply incredible at night. And that way we could spend the day shopping on Oxford Street – Blaine, don't you dare groan, you know shopping is my thing – and then go to Hyde Park afterwards."

"Yeah, that sounds good," Blaine agreed, taking another slice and shovelling it into his mouth. Even after eating most of his pizza Blaine was ravenous. Kurt felt the same but he was at least trying to eat with some attempt at manners.

"So we really need to set aside another day for sightseeing," Kurt finished.

"When's your next day off," Blaine asked hesitantly, not wanting to bring up Kurt's work but seeing no way around it.

Kurt became visibly tense as he thought this over. He had just under three weeks left of rehearsal meaning he'd probably only get one or two odd days off before opening night.

"I'll have to see," Kurt replied, "When I find out I'll let you know."

And they left it at that. Blaine didn't question Kurt. He hoped that soon enough Kurt would trust him to tell him what was going on.

Ten minutes later and both pizzas were finished with the empty boxes thrown to the floor. Kurt was lying on top of the sheets with Blaine wrapped around him. They were both so very tired and Kurt wished he could just lay like this forever.

"Kurt, you have the most exquisite eyes," Blaine commented as he gazed up at him.

Kurt leaned in to Blaine more, his lips lightly brushing Blaine's. "Blaine Anderson, such a charmer," Kurt repeated quietly before cuddling closer to Blaine and falling into a deep sleep. Blaine brought his lips to Kurt's forehead before resting his head to the pillows. Moments later he was dreaming.

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