Wow, guys… 6,229 hits, 30 favorites and 59 alerts, you are all amazing. No: you are all officially supermegafoxyawesomehot. I can't thank you all enough. Oh yeah, I'd love me a 'Kurtana' friendship in canon Glee. I don't own any of the songs I use here, Ryan Murphy, Glee, or any of its characters.
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"I was so high I did not recognize," Blaine sang as he threw papers around the room.
"The fire burning in her eyes
The chaos that controlled my mind
Whispered goodbye as she got on a plane
Never to return again
But always in my heart, oh!"
Blaine stared at Kurt throughout the song, who truthfully, looked a bit annoyed. The Warblers begun backing Blaine up with no hesitation. Kurt reminded himself that he should be happy for Blaine. His boyfriend. Kurt smiled dreamily as he sighed, staring at the perfection that was Blaine.
"This love has taken its toll on me
She said goodbye too many times before
And her heart is breaking in front of me
And I have no choice
'Cause I won't say goodbye anymore"
Blaine wore his 'Bills, Bills, Bills,' face as he made the signature 'Hell to the know' movement with his hands that Mercedes always used, causing his secret boyfriend to crack a smile as he danced along.
"I tried my best to feed her appetite
Keep her coming every night
So hard to keep her satisfied, oh!
Kept playing love like it was just a game
Pretending to feel the same
Then turn around and leave again
This love has taken its toll on me
She said goodbye too many times before
And her heart is breaking in front of me
And I have no choice
'Cause I won't say goodbye anymore
I'll fix these broken things
Repair your broken wings
And make sure everything's alright
(It's alright, it's alright)
My pressure on your hips
Sinking my fingertips
Into every inch of you
Because I know that's what you want me to do
This love has taken its toll on me
She said goodbye too many times before
Her heart is breaking in front of me
And I have no choice
'Cause I won't say goodbye anymore
This love has taken its toll on me
She said goodbye too many times before
And my heart is breaking in front of me
And she said goodbye too many times before
This love has taken its toll on me
She said goodbye too many times before
Her heart is breaking in front of me
And I have no choice
'Cause I won't say goodbye anymore!" As the song ended, everyone burst into applause.
Blaine announced, "Hey Regionals? I think we've found our opening number!" Kurt smiled and he left the room after putting Pavarotti's Burberry-esque cover back on.
Blaine was confused, but as he rounded the corner, nearly walking past the open door of his dorm room, a pale hand grabbed him by the tie and pulled him in, slamming the door behind them.
Blaine fell back onto his bed as Kurt attacked his lips, running his hands down Blaine's torso. Blaine eagerly kissed him back, but after pinning Blaine's arms to the wall of the bed, straddling him, Kurt pulled back, licking his lips.
Blaine's head was spinning, "Sorry…" Kurt mumbled, sheepish as he slipped his shirt back on. When did that come off? Blaine wondered deep down in his gel-fried brain.
"Why?" Blaine smirked as he sat up, leaning over to kiss Kurt again, "I definitely enjoyed it."
Kurt beamed, "No, I mean I couldn't help it… You're just so pretty. And your voice just makes me melt." Kurt fisted his hands into Blaine's hair as they kissed and fell back down onto the bed, grinding.
"Wait." Kurt leaned back as Blaine cocked his head, "Blainers, my love, we should take this slow… We've been dating a week, honey. I just want our first time to be special. It's going to be the first time for both of us."
Blaine looked puzzled, "I thought you and Sam already had sex? Besides, I'm erm not a virgin."
Kurt laughed a tinkling laugh, "I know that. And we have. I mean… it's our first time… making love, right? I mean, I did love Sam, and he'll always be my first love even though I don't want him anymore in that way, but when we… you know, did it, it felt kind of like a chore- I truly wasn't really ready when we did what we did, but… I really want my first time with you to be special."
Blaine's heart just about melted into a puddle of rainbows at that point. He planted a chaste kiss on Kurt's mouth, "I feel the exact same way about you, honey. And of course we'll wait."
They spent the rest of the next few hours watching movies and cuddling.
In between 'Victor/Victoria' and 'Funny Girl', Blaine paused the movie.
He looked at Kurt who was staring at him with a puzzled expression, "Yes, Blaine?"
Blaine took in a deep breath of air, "So you know how I always get the solos in Glee club?"
Kurt raised an eyebrow, "Yes?"
"Well, I was wondering what you'd think of kind of singingaduetwithmeatregionals?"
He blurted the last word out in one breath but knew Kurt could understand –the boy was friends with Rachel Berry, for God's sake: she was the queen of fast talkers- and the other boy's lips quirked up a little bit, "I'd love that, Blaine. But I'm not sure that the council would approve."
Blaine ran a hand through his loose hair –Kurt had said he liked it better like that- "I hadn't thought of that… I'll try Kurt… But for now, let's watch Barbra Streisand." Kurt grinned and cuddled into Blaine, curling into a ball, whereas Blaine was sort-of spooning him, but with Kurt facing him instead of being back-to-chest.
Kurt whistled along with his beloved bird, Pavarotti the next morning when he was getting ready for Warbler's practice. The whistling from the bird suddenly stopped. Kurt glanced over, "Pavarotti?" He asked as his smile slipped. Pavarotti was dead.
"Warblers, Warblers, I am merely suggesting that instead of wearing blue ties with red piping, we wear jackets with red ties with blue piping for the competition." Blaine stated, gauging the reactions that the Warblers would have over a change.
Wes banged his gavel as all hell broke loose, Thad shouting "You mock us, sir" and Trent yelling "This is a kangaroo court!" before Kurt walked in somberly, his face sad.
"Kurt?" Blaine asked in a panicked voice, practically jumping over the furniture, "Kurt what's wrong?" He asked in a sweet tone of voice as he embraced the younger boy, but quickly let him go in fear of being found out by the other Warblers.
"It's Pavarotti." Kurt mumbled, "Pavarotti's dead. I suspect a stroke."
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry," Blaine hugged Kurt again, not caring what the other boys thought. He knew how connected Kurt was to that bird, but he also knew what Pavarotti represented to Kurt.
"I know it's really stupid to be upset about a bird," Kurt stated, "but he inspired me. With his optimism and his love of song… He was my friend. I'd like to sing a song for Pavarotti today, if I may?"
Wes nodded, getting emotional as Kurt passed the tape along to Trent.
"Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
Take these broken wings and learn to fly,
All your life,
You were only waiting for this moment to arise," Blaine glanced up at Kurt, who looked like a broken angel.
"Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
Into the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life"
Blaine looked at Kurt for real on that moment. At that point he realized, I want to spend the rest of my life with this angel. Blaine made up his mind over what he would do when they went to Nationals, because really: now that Kurt had sung like that, there was no way of the council rejecting the duet proposition. And with both boy's voices, there was no way that they could lose.
"You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise"
A tear dribbled down Blaine's voice as Kurt finished the song with a muttered 'thank you'. Blaine sneaked out of the meeting a good 30 minutes early.
When the meeting was over, Blaine met Kurt at the practice room's door and grabbed Kurt's hand. "Where are we going?" Kurt laughed, his voice a little bit rough from the crying as he wiped a few stray tears with his elbow.
Blaine led Kurt into Blaine's car. They drove to their tree, and Blaine took a little basket and a red and white, checker-board patterned blanket. He laid it out in front of the 'KH + BA' and unpacked two slices of blueberry cheesecake, two ham-and-cheese sandwiches and two Diet Cokes.
Kurt giggled, curling his fingers around Blaine's soft hair, "How do you manage to be so cheesy and so romantic at the same time?" As he leaned in for a kiss. Both boys grinned and had a mini food-fight until they made their way back to Dalton.
When they arrived for their second Warbler's meeting that night, Santana and Brittany burst through the rooms, complete in their cheerleading outfits.
Kurt grinned, "Britt! 'Tana!" as he gave them both huge hugs. "What are you doing here, my pretty ladies?"
Santana grinned in her devilish way, "Well, I assume Finn told you we were doing Original Songs for Regionals?" A collective gasp formed throughout the room as Kurt rolled his eyes.
"Why yes, he did, but I wasn't one to divulge personal information, rooted from brotherly trust to my fellow Warblers, Santana."
Santana shrugged, "The cats out of the bag, now."
"Wait," Brittany stated, "Cats get welcome bags, here? I'm totally sending Lord Tubbington to GHGS."
"What's GHGS, Brittany?" Kurt asked, merely curious.
"Duh, Kurt, Gay Hogwarts Gargler School. Puck told me you like go here, now." Kurt chuckled softly, missing his family of a show choir.
"Anyways, here's a copy of what I serenaded your ex with. It is an absolutely ah-mazing song that they aren't even going to use!" Santana exclaimed, throwing a CD at Kurt.
"They aren't?" Brittany asked, turning to her.
"I'm still mad at you," Santana stated, pointedly looking away.
Brittany frowned and looked down at the ground. "We'd better leave: Stretch marks is onto us." Santana stated, looking up from her phone.
"Ooh, say hi to Quinn – if that is who you were talking about- for me." Kurt smiled.
"Yeah, it was, and I will. Bye, Kurtalicious!" Santana waved, strutting out the door in synchronization with Brittany.
"Let's watch it, then." Kurt shrugged.
They popped the disc in.
"Mr. Schue?" The on-screen Santana asked, "Tina and I have already been working on a song that I wrote."
"Really?" Mr. Schuester exclaimed, "That's amazing! Well, can we hear it?"
Santana nodded and walked up to the center of the room.
"This is a song that I wrote for Sam." Santana smiled.
All of the Warblers glanced at Kurt, who seemed unaffected.
"It's called 'Trouty Mouth'"
Kurt started cracking up with laughter, "O-O-Oh my god! I love her so much, right now."
"Wait, what's it called?" Sam asked as the camera got a close up of his face.
"Trouty Mouth," Mike whispered to him.
"Guppy Face, Trouty Mouth
Is that how people's lips look where you come from in the South
Grouper Mouth, Froggy Lips
I love sucking on those salamander lips
Wanna put a fish hook in those lips so cherry red
If you tried hard enough you could suck a baby's head"
Sam stood up, "Okay, can we stop? Stop with the mouth jokes!"
"Sit down! I'm not finished!"
"Yes you are! We're not doing a song called 'Trouty Mouth' at Regionals! The mouth jokes were bad enough when Kurt used them, but at least I love him!"
A gasp echoes through the choir room as Santana rolled her eyes, "Okay, listen here, TM. Either you shut your humongous mouth or I won't be your gay beard, anymore!"
Sam yelled at her, "MAYBE I WON'T BE YOURS, THEN!"
The video suddenly stopped.
Kurt nodded as all the Warblers looked on at him in shock. He shrugged, "'Bound to happen, sooner or later."
Thad mumbled, "Do the New Directions have drama like this all the time?"
Kurt nodded, "Pretty much. It reached its peaking point last year when Finn started cheating on Quinn with Rachel, Quinn got pregnant, told Finn it was his baby even though it was really Puck's and Rachel's biological mom adopted the baby after seeing Rachel for the first time. By the way, she was the ex-coach of Vocal Adrenaline."
The Warblers' jaws were slack. Thad cleared his throat, "I think Blaine's version of 'This Love' is better than the original."
David rolled his eyes, "But it's not in his natural key!"
"How dare you?" Trent accused.
"Enough! I'm tired of this." Blaine commanded.
"I agree: we should let you pick the song you want to sing." Thad stated.
"No! I'm tired of the Warblers being all about me. Dave, please make sure everything I say goes down in the official minutes. We are going to lose Regionals." Blaine stated, chaos breaking loose.
"I'm incredibly grateful for all the belief you've all given me as a Junior member to lead all these songs this year, but we can't defeat our competition with one person. Which is why I propose we rearrange our 11 o' clock number to a duet. I would like to sing the duet with Kurt, who has shown great growth, and whose voice would blend in perfectly with what we're trying to accomplish."
The council members nodded, "All those in favor?" Every. Single. Hand. Went. Up.
On the day of Regionals, after rehearsing the song they had decided on, together, they were horrified to see what Aural Intensity performed: 'Jesus is a Friend of Mine'.
"Has anyone ever literally died on stage?" Kurt whimpered.
"Are you nervous?" Blaine asked in disbelief.
"Please don't judge me. This is the first time I've had a solo in front of a competition audience. I have this nightmare that I'm going to forget the lyrics, or I'm going to sing and nothing is going to come out. Okay, you can judge me."
Blaine grinned at Kurt, "I think it's adorable. I think you're adorable. And the only people who are going to die are the people out there, because we are going to kill this thing. I love you." Blaine pecked him on the lips before they headed out.
The Warblers started humming a familiar tune in soft, angelic voices.
" Look at the stars
Look how they shine for you
And everything you do
Yeah, they were all yellow" Blaine started, stepping forwards, softly.
"I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
And it was called 'Yellow'" Kurt sung, walking gracefully over to Blaine as the Warbler's speed in tune increased.
"Your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
Do you know? You know I love you so
You know I love you so" Both boys sang that part together, voices melting together like honey.
Your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
Do you know? For you I bleed myself dry
For you I bleed myself dry
It's true
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine for
Look at the stars
Look how they shine for you
And all the things that you do"
Both boys were in tears by the end of the song, as Blaine and Kurt bowed, the audience was completely engulfed in tears.
Blaine started up 'Raise Your Glass' to get everyone dancing and moving out of their depressed state.
When Rachel sung her original ballad, 'Get it Right', Kurt had his nose buried in Blaine's shoulder, tears rushing out of his eyes in happiness, pride and homesickness. Blaine rubbed his back as he listened to the heartbroken girl's voice. When they sung 'Loser Like Me', Kurt and Blaine were on their feet.
After their loss was announced, Kurt and Blaine shrugged in a 'what-can-you-do' way. Sue Sylvester, on the other hand, didn't take it very well and punched the announcer in the face.
After congratulating the New Directions, Sam pulled Kurt to the side, "You were amazing, today, Kurt." He cocked his head to the side, sadly.
Kurt nodded, "You, too. Listen, Sam… I really, really want to be friends with you: I don't want to have this awkward tension with you. I want us to be like Artie and Tina. They were in love once, but now they're friends."
Sam nodded, his face taking on the expression of longing and being brokenhearted, "Okay… F-Friends?"
"Friends," Kurt confirmed, giving him a hug.
"Oh hell to the no!" Mercedes shrieked, stopping both the New Directions and the Warblers in their tracks. Kurt stepped towards her, "What, 'Cedes?"
"Are you two back together?" Mercedes questioned, her eyes full of suspicion.
"Us? As in us? 'Cedes… No… Just no." Kurt shook his head, "We've come to civilized terms. We're going to not hate each other and are going to be like Artie and Tina. We loved each other once, but now we're going to be friends."
"Oh… Okay." Mercedes huffed, catching sight of Sam's crushed expression. She understood it: Kurt basically had just said that he didn't love Sam anymore, and based on the emotional duet, everyone could guess who he was in love with. Nothing in Kurt and Blaine's relationship had seemed to have progressed, though.
As Kurt and Blaine rested near their tree after Pavarotti's funeral and their whole talk about how getting each other was more important than a trophy, they kissed passionately.
"I love you." Kurt sighed, cuddling with Blaine, feeling the soft grass on the one side of his cheek and Blaine's gentle hand on the other. Blaine kissed his nose, "I love you, too."
Blaine smiled in excitement at what was going to happen in a few weeks. Even though they weren't going to New York, it would still happen. Blaine was just hoping on taking Kurt to 'Wicked' beforehand to butter him up. Blaine just savored the moment as he took a sweet nap with his boyfriend.
Sorry that I made this chapter so fluffy :/ I love fluff, though :) Sam will get his happiness, soon, though. READERS: IF YOU SHIP HEVANS, YOU STILL HAVE A CHANCE TO MAKE ME GET THEM TOGETHER IF YOU ASK VIA PM OR REVIEW. If you want Klaine, I'll give it to you, though ;) You never know what I'll do...
I replaced 'Candles' with 'Yellow' by Coldplay... because I just liked it more? I don't know: I could totally just imagine them singing that.
So, what do you think Blaine's 'surprise' is? :D
Thanks for reading, lovelies! Peace Out! :D