How long 'till we make things right?

Kurt just sat in front of the tv, pretending to watch the 'Project Runway' rerun that was currently airing all the while he kept thinking back to that day at Regionals. Why didn't he approach Blaine back then?

He kept telling himself it was all about the song choices the Warblers performed. It seemed as if Blaine was trying to tell the world that even if he still remembered his relationship with Kurt being something wonderful, he was obviously over it and just wanted to keep it like that: beautiful memories.

Or wasn't him?

Ever since Rachel had all but shouted to him about how he should get over Blaine some weeks ago things had started to feel strange. Rachel seemed to be walking on eggshells around him, as if there was something he didn't know and it made him feel weak, almost breakable. But he wasn't about to ask her, if anything he tried not to even mention her weird beheaviour, she immediatly started blabbering and became jumpy every singe time he did. So he didn't, end of question.

Maybe it was time for him to simply drop the matter altogether.

He sighed and turned off the tv. He needed to call Santana and ask her to get her ass back to their apartment, it had been hard between the two of them after he kicked her out and she had come back a couple days after but ever since that day she made it usual to disappear from time to time and it wasn't okay for her to feel like she wasn't welcomed at her home. Kurt felt bad for what he had said and he figured since he was the one who lashed out, he should apologize to her.

That brought back thought about Blaine once again. They always seemed to lead him to the same conclusion: he needed to reach out. He was the one who had kind of used him, or at least he now knew that's how Blaine had felt it back then and so Kurt felt like it was his duty to be the one who took the first step.

But Blaine had cheated dammit!

Kurt wasn't the one who chose to send all about them both rolling down to hell, he wasn't the one who slept with another guy!

But Blaine had said he was sorry, so many times actually that it made Kurt feel bad about it. Even his dad had helped him more than once to get to Kurt when he wasn't about to listen.

Then again, Kurt had told Blaine that he still loved him, he was adamant to say that he just needed time, that he needed to figure it out wether he was able to forgive him or not.

So, maybe now it was Blaine's turn to do the same. Maybe he was the one who needed to take the first step in order to them both to work. So Kurt convinced himself that he wasn't supposed to call his ex boyfriend. He would call Kurt whenever he felt ready.

Then why wasn't he calling?

Was Kurt ever going to call him?

Blaine shook his head and focused on Sebastian's english guide. The guy had insisted for days for him to help him study, and it was the least Blaine could do after all the help Smythe was willing to give him -obviously hiding behind smirks and sexual innuendos- whenever he needed someone to just be there for him.

But his own thoughts seemed to be determined to gravitate around Kurt, not Sebastian notes.

"Are we ever going to get over with this?" the taller teen huffed and let his head fall over the table. They were at Blaine's room at Dalton and Sebastian was sitting in front of his desk while Blaine sat indian style over his own bed.

"Well if you insist on drawing little doodles instead of actually reading the text then I don't think so, not really" he answered as a matter of factly. Sebastian had been drawing little puppies that looked suspiciously like himself, big hazel eyes included. Blaine chuckled and got up, raising his eyebrows at the drawings. "You didn't struck me as a little puppy dog lover, Sebastian?"

"Oh, it's just the things I'd rather do with the puppy that makes me draw, not the puppy, hot stuff"

Blaine opened his eyes and blushed a little, then he looked away and frowned trying to stop the laugh that ended up escaping his mouth anyway "Do you realize how horribly wrong that came out? Now instead of a horny guy I'll start thinking of you as a zoophilic!"

Sebastian laughed along with him, but then he smirked as he usually did, looking straight at Blaine. "So you admit to thinking about me, Anderson?"

"Oh my God, Sebastian, please!" Blaine opened his eyes and blushed. All this attention from his over sexualized Warbler mate had him fidgeting and nervous. It's not like he felt attracted to Sebastian Smythe, it's just that the way he pushed himself towards Blaine no matter how many times he told him to back off, it was endearing somehow. He was willing to kind of accept the attention, not that he was ever going to act on it, though.

"I love it when you beg" he retorted, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Ohmygod will I ever see the end of this?" Blaine groaned, wishing now that he had kept silent and let Sebastian draw his puppies at the corner of the book.

"That's what she said!" he chirped back happily, he was openly laughing now and Blaine was blushing hard. It was fun to actually have a conversation that didn't envolve his depressed state of mind and instead took him out of it for once.

"You really have an answer for everything, don't you?" Blaine asked with a smirk himself. Sebastian looked at him guiltily.

"Everything but this english exam it seems"

Blaine smiled and walked over to the desk, he was going to help Sebastian understand this even if it killed him.

Two hours later and a bunch of cups of coffee, Blaine and Sebastian were finally done with studying. Sebastian just relaxed into his chair while Blaine let himself fall over his bed, massaging his temples and taking off the reading lenses he had put on at some point.

"Who would have thought it would take me this much time just to finally figure I'm simply not made for this"

"Who would have guessed I'd decide to tag along to such a mind trip"

Sebastian opened his ayes to look back at Blaine "Coffee? it's on me"

"One would say that after this many cups I'd deny the invitation but no way I'm saying no to free coffee"

"Okay" the word dragged on Sebastian lips while he stoop up "Let's go, I need something better than the cafeteria"

Blaine rubbed his eyes and went with Sebastian, fishing his car keys while getting out of his room and deciding he'd Smythe drive since he felt too tired for it now. "Lima Bean" he mumbled while dropping his head to the window once they were into the car.

"Try not to fall asleep while we get there"

The driving was silent, Blaine once again started thinking about what he should do regarding to Kurt and it felt as it the matter was going to stick into his mind forever. It was frustrating how the boy -man, Blaine, he's already a man- refused to leave him alone, but Nationals were approaching and the thought of going to New York without taking the chance to go over and talk to him was driving him nuts. He waited until they were sitting at a table at the Lima Bean before letting Sebastian know what he was thinking. The tall teen seemed curious to know what Blaine was wandering about, and it was stupid not to tell him since they had been becoming this close lately.

"I think I will go talk to Kurt while we're on New York" he blurted out.

"What!?" Sebastian all but shouted back, resting his cup of black coffee forcefully back in the table "You have to be kidding, right?"

Blaine looked down at his own coffee, refusing to meet Sebastian's accusing glare "I just... I need to know why he was there back at Regionals!"

"He went to... oh this must be the world trying to take away the last inch of sanity I thought I had!" he paused, breathing slowly to calm down before he regretted what he was going to say "There's no need to do such thing, Blaine!"

Finally Blaine looked up, and his angry face did nothing to calm Sebastian down "What do you know, Smythe?!"

"Oh so we're back with the defensive bitch" he shot back, pursing his lips and rolling his eyes at Blaine

"Don't go there, Sebastian, I don't want a fight with you"

"Oh, you definitely want me to fight you if you have any sanity left, you trying to convince me that meeting with ladyface will do any good to your already shattered state of mind is nothing but provoking me, or anyone around who heard actually!"

"It's not like you can do anything about it!" Blaine argued back, now it seemed like his decision was made, no more thinking about it: he would go and find out Kurt's reasons.

"Oh come on! Then why the fuck did you asked for my opinion!"

"I didn't...!"

"Yeah, 'cause telling me about it like this is definitely just a way of convincing yourself! You want to know what I think? Well here goes a little nothing, Blaine: I think Kurt is happily getting some with any handsome new yorker he can find, not giving a bullcrap about your feelings while you keep rolling over spread milk that you continue to refuse clean up and I'm left here trying to do something about it because you're so making this all up in your head! If Kurt was there it was because he was dragged by his little minion the nobody's favorite hobbit so they could watch their old glee club win and, guess what?! they couldn't even do that because we brought the house down with some songs that, oh! surprise! talked about the way you're still mourning the loss of that sick relationship with the very same assfaced ladychicks that we're talking about here! So let yourself be happy knowing that you denied him the pleasure of witnessing us fail, and you stopped him from jumping in happiness and letting his fairydust choke us because, yes, we defeated New Directions, The. Only. Reason. He. Came. Back"

Blaine was stunned to silence. He felt the now familiar wetness threatening to fall from his eyes and he tried and swallow the feelings he was having after Sebastian little speech. He refused to believe that Kurt was already past him and he refused to believe that there were no reasons besides supporting New Directions for him to be there that day. If so, why did he look at him that way? Why did he seem to have so many things to say that he surely couldn't share while Blaine was upstage singing?

But then again, why didn't he find him later?

"I just need to know, Sebastian" he answered in a small voice. "There won't be more moping around after I talk to him, but I need to do this"

"Oh god kill me already" he groaned as answer.

"That would actually be a favor to the world" the voice that came behind Blaine surprised him, he could see Sebastian frowning and even if he recognized the voice immediatly he turned and asked.

"Sam?"

"Yeah, glad you remember the name, huh?" the blonde answered sounding hurt.

"Oh, Sam" Blaine started the apologize. Truth be told, he did miss his friends back in McKinley but he was trying hard to leave behind everything that reminded him of Kurt. Seeing his friend's hurt face now told him it had been a mistake.

"Spare me the apologies, Blaine" he interrupted, trying to sound cold but only achieving hurt and sad "I see you definitely got over anything that had to do with Lima but our coffee"

"I... haven't been coming to this place that much actually" Blaine defended, it didn't make sense, this argument.

"Oh, my bad, then you just have nothing to do with Lima anymore"

"Not that anybody would want to actually have something to do with this town anyway" Sebastian said in a low tone so that just Blaine could hear. He gave his warbler friend a disapproving look and then glanced back at Sam with his puppy dog eyes asking for forgivenes.

"It's not like that, Sam"

"Then care to tell me how it's supposed to be like? Because I fail to understand where did our friendship go, where did all New Directions go for you when you decided to ditch us!?"

"Sam I just needed an out"

"Oh, because we are the same than Kurt, isn't it?" Sam was taking no bullshit as an answer, and when Blaine heard the name once again, and from another of his old friends, it seemed to be everything it took for him to break.

"You don't understand! For you guys it's just jumping from one relationship to the other no matter how many hearts you break and how many fights it means that you're dating your friend's ex girlfriend. I kept seeing how relationships and friendships fell apart back there and it's just not important to all of you guys because you don't really get what it means to be committed! you don't really understand what Kurt and I were!"

"Oh, so we're back to the 'I'm not for sale' speech now, aren't we Blaine? A few months back into that bird cage of a school you attend, and you're again a snob!" Sam answered coldly. What?! He was so getting things wrongly. It infuriated Blaine that his friend didn't seem to comprehend what this was about. It wasn't about being cheap, it was about not knowing what Kurt's and his relationship meant to both teenagers back then, about not being able to see the plans they had, how they left everything and anything for the other. When they broke up Blaine was left naked. Alone.

"It's not like that..."

"Yo' Blainers, is there anything wrong, Sam?" Artie approached them now, looking suspiciously at Blaine and his fellow Warbler who had kept silence all this while, analizying the situation.

"I am so not going to stay and watch these guys try and rub something you haven't done in your face, Blaine" Sebastian suddenly said, standing up and effectively shutting everyone else up. Sam looked at Sebastian and frowned.

"He did forget about us!"

"Oh, bleach please!" he rolled his eyes and continued talking seriously, straight into the blonde's eyes "The phone has two ends, you know? And seeing that Blaine wasn't really in a good place when he left, it totally made sense for you to reach out. But I guess it's easier to blame it on him, isn't it? Now let's go, Blaine, these guys reek of public school"

Without another word, Sebastian left towards their car parked outside. Blaine looked down at his lap and then stood too, looking apologetically at his old friends.

"I'm not putting the blame on you, just so you know I... it's just... you don't understand, for me it wasn't just getting over that easily. I needed space" he talked in a small voice. Artie seemed sad to hear his words, but Sam kept his hard face.

"I guess you made one hell of a job getting over Kurt, then"

If Blaine meant to answer to Sam's last words it was fruitless, since he just turned and left. He found himself just staring back to Artie.

"I get it, y'know Blainers? And Sam's hurt because he really cares about Kurt too... but he'll come around" he advanced and put a hand on Blaine's arms before he left too.

What on actual earth?

Blaine closed his eyes and breathed heavily. He could feel the trembling on his hands, he could taste the saltiness of tears and he definitely could hear his heart once again breaking from the fragile shell he'd managed to turn it into. He definitely needed to make things right.

When he made it to the car he found himself engulfed into a pair of strong arms that hugged him close to Sebastian's chest. He let himself melt into the embrace, so in need of any kind of physical affection. He grabbed a fistfull of Sebastian's shirt and let himself cry, at last having somewhere to fall into when things got too rough.

"It's gonna be alright, Blaine. Just stop trying to save the world by yourself, you don't have to"

The next few weeks had been hard for Kurt. Working extra hours to pay for both flights back to Ohio plus the classes at NYADA had taken a toll on him. So it was no surprise that when the doorbell rang he never in a million years imagined who was going to be standing at the door. Santana and Rachel were still working and Brody was also out of the picture as of late so there was nobody who he was expecting, less of all who he saw when he opened the door with tired eyes.

"I... hello, Kurt"

He looked straight at Blaine's face. Nobody said his name quite like him, that drag on the 'r' and the pronounced 't' that made Blaine's calling him so unique that Kurt felt like the world was spinning around him, he didn't understand what was happening. Why is Blaine here?

"Blaine? What are you doing in New York?" and so he asked.

Blaine raised his eyebrows. Those beautiful triangular eyebrows that expressed so much, almost as much as those adorable puppy dog eyes that were staring back at him in confusion.

"Nationals. Tomorrow's Nationals, Kurt"

"Oh, right! Nationals, I guess I just forgot about it since I'm not involved anymore..." he answered nervously. He could feel Blaine was uncomfortable too, standing outside his doorframe and just resting his weight from one foot to the other "I'm sorry! where did my manners go, please come inside!"

It all felt so foreing. Things had never been so difficult between the two of them, not since the very first time they met.

Blaine gave him a little smile, not sure of his own expressions while he came into the living room and sat at the same couch were they had watched so many movies before.

"I... I just couldn't take it to be away from you anymore"

When the words left Blaine's lips it felt as if the world's weight had fell off of his shoulders. Kurt smiled warmly and felt his eyes watering just like Blaine's. He looked straight into his ex's eyes and bit his lip, not knowing how to act, what to say.

"Blaine..." it sounded like a prayer, a shy calling to the heavens thanking anything that was up there that the boy sitting in front of him had finally came back to him.

"Things were becoming impossible for me, Kurt, just the simplest thing seemed like an impossible task I just couldn't concentrate anymore and the only thing that kept me from doing anything, from thinking about anything... it was you"

Kurt took a sit next to Blaine and he put his hand over the boy's thigh. It felt real, this couldn't just be another one of his dreams.

"I know exactly what you mean"

"And I told you I never was good at this romance things, and I never wanted to put you in pain and I guess that what hurt me the most was knowing that I had lost you forever, and I just cannot do without you Kurt... you were my best friend, you were everything for me"

"You never really lost me" The answer came with tears. Both were crying by now and he could feel his whole body warming up when Blaine took his hand, reassuring him that he was really there.

"Kurt I... I-I have a boyfriend, Kurt"

So they finally meet again, and this one's full of surprises.

PLEASE don't kill me, I promise this fic ends with klaine being together and things won't be as bad as it seems in here! Just give it a chance hahaha

I want to thank you guys for the reviews, there hasnt been that much of a response but I do write for those who care enough to leave your opinions and I'd like to know what you think of where this is all going. I think nobody really imagines what's going to happen and so I'd like to know your theories. Blaine having a new boyfriend? who would that be? why come and see kurt now,then? please let me know what you think!

-xo,kat