Dont own anything :) Enjoy! Also, the song in this is my own creation so I hope you kind of get what I'm going for :P

Kurt entered the auditorium, shaking slightly as he called out.
"Madame Tibiduax?"
The woman stepped out from behind a curtain, dark skin glowing in the single spotlight.
"Mr. Hummel, I see you received my note,"
Kurt gnawed on his lip, nodding.
"Yes, I was suprised you wanted to meet here," He glanced around the huge theatre, in awe of beautiful place. Ms. Tibiduax stepped off the stage, taking a seat. She looked at him expectantly.
"Are you going to sing?" she asked. The countertenor's glaz eyes widened.
"Here!" he gulped.
"Well it is a stage," she raised an eyebrow, motioning for him to move forward. Kurt ran onto the stage, fidgeting with his black vest. He had chosen his outfit carefully this morning, wearing exactly what he had been wearing that night. A deep red collar shirt with a ebony vest, a silver bowtie and pinstripe pants. And of course, the gumwrapper promise ring, on a silver chain around his neck. His planned to throw it into the Hudson River after the performance.
Reaching the spotlight, Kurt closed his eyes, breathing in deeply and motioned to Bree, the pianist, to begin. As the opening notes played, Kurt felt his heart break as he forced himself to remember every single moment of that night. The kiss they shared when Blaine picked him up. The jokes they exchanged on the drive. The song that had played. The way Blaine had froze when the song ended. The walk in the park that changed it all.
And Kurt began to sing.
The words came out angry, shocking both teacher and student. The once lovely lyrics became bitter and hurt. And above all, they came out empty. Empty, not of emotion, but of love, faith, hope and above all courage. It was the song of a broken man.
"But here you are
And what was just a world is a star
Tonight
Good night, good night
Sleep well and when you dream
Dream of me
Tonight"
As the song drew to a close, Kurt's audience clapped.
Two sets of hands.
The teacher and the student's eyes flew to the back of the auditorium, where a single figure stepped forward, into the light.
A boy with dark curls and honey-dew eyes. With strong features and hands that seemed to fit perfectly with a certain young countertenor's. With lips like magic and a heart bigger than any Kurt had ever knew existed.
Blaine Anderson.

Tears were streaming down his porcilian cheeks, glistening in those glasz eyes. He stared at me, shock rocking through his features. He was the boy I loved.
But not.
His perfectly coiffed choclate hair was flat against his head, looking as if it had never known the fierce claws of hairspray. His eyes, while amazing as ever, were not as bright, darkened by shadows underneath them. A bit of hair coved his jaw, a Kurt Hummel nightmare. His outfit, Blaine noticed with a shock, was the same one he had been wearing that night. Except Kurt had clearly not been taking care of his clothes. His Doc Martins were scruffed up, his bow tie was crooked and his vest was missing a button.
But he was still Kurt. He was still beyond anything Blaine's imagination could supply, still more beautiful than the sun, still had a voice better than any man or woman on Earth. Emotion and silence filled the space. Blaine began to sing.
"I can be so mean when I wanna be
I am capable of really anything
I can cut you into pieces
But my heart is broken"
Eyes filled with tears, Kurt cut in.
"Da da da, da da" Blaine smiled softly, continuing.
"Please don't leave me
Please don't leave me
I always say how I don't need you
But it's always gonna come right back to this
Please, don't leave me"

Blaine had slowed the P!nk song down, making it soft and broken. Kurt took a deep breath, honest heartbreak filling his lungs.
"Guess this means you're sorry
You're standing at my door
Guess this means you take back
All you said before
Like how much you wanted
Anyone but me
Said you'd never come back
But here you are again"
Blaine began walking forward, tears streaming down his face.
"I forgot to say out loud how beautiful you really are to me
I cannot be without, you're my perfect little punching bag
And I need you, I'm sorry"
Kurt looked away, letting out a sob.
"Da da da, da da" he nearly whispered. Blaine waited for Kurt to sing, hopeful.
Silence.
"I-I can't do this,"
Madame Tibiduax rose, scowling angrily.
"This is a closed rehearsal," she growled. Blaine ignored her, leaping onto the stage. He got on his knees in front of Kurt.
"Baby I was stupid for telling you goodbye
I know, I was wrong for tryin' to pick a fight" Kurt choked out a laugh at Blaine's change of lyrics.
"I know that I've got issues
But you're pretty messed up too"
He reached out, fixing Kurt's tie. The countertenor froze, finding himself gazing into hazel eyes.
"Either way, I found out I'm nothing without you" Blaine sang.
Kurt moved his hand, gently stroking his love's jaw. He sang.
"Being with you
Is so dysfunctional
I really shouldn't miss you
But I can't let you go,
Please don't leave me,"
They sang simitamously,
Blaine singing, "Oh yeah" as Kurt rang out "Da da da da da"

What will happen next! :) will our boys be "forever united" or will they leave each other again. Because this is NOT the end. Kurt Hummel has more dignity than that ;D Review please! I'm honestly open to what should happen next, cause I don't think Kurt would just jump into bed with him or anything :P