Success on Broadway was an amazing thing. Second only to his beautiful marriage to his soulmate. To top it all, there was his best friend wedding; Kurt had never been happier in his life.

Rachel and Jesse got married right after she graduated from NYADA. Kurt did try just one last time to make sure she really wanted this and to his great delight, Rachel had admitted she loved Jesse at least half as much as she'd loved Finn. Kurt decided that was an acceptable answer. He liked to think his father had loved his mother more than he loved Carol and Carol also had likely loved Finn's dad more than she loved Burt. When you are robbed of love unexpectedly rather than see it slowly fade, it was harder to move on. Kurt was happy for Rachel and indeed the only cloud in his sky was that he wanted Blaine to be as totally and completely happy as him.

Blaine was graduating from NYU soon and he'd been taking on small roles on Broadway for a while now, but Kurt knew he could be so much more. He just didn't why Blaine didn't apply for more. Heck if Kurt could get cast in leading romantic roles, Blaine most certainly could. Then Kurt remembered the conversation they'd had years ago about dreams.

Kurt was so glad he'd proven that he could land a leading straight romantic role, but he had to admit he was getting tired of it. But spending so much time and energy keeping his voice low wasn't always comfortable. And yeah, he liked the attention and status, but some things were more important.

"Maybe we could do something together?" Kurt suggested one day when he arrived home.

"Like go to a movie?" Blaine asked, clearly confused.

"No, I mean on Broadway," Kurt corrected him.

"But you've got Romeo and Juliet," Blaine reminded him.

"Yeah I know," Kurt said. "The play's first run is nearly over, but I don't have to audition for the next one. Besides it might not be for ages."

"This is your dream job, Kurt," Blaine answered. "Don't give up on it."

"Who said anything about giving up?" Kurt argued then added softly. "I want to fly with you, remember?"

"That was before you got cast in the role you've always wanted," Blaine said. "You should do what you want to do. I know you would make a great Tony in West Side Story even if Romeo might be done for a while. I'll find my own place eventually."

Kurt walked across the room and pulled Blaine into his arms before whispering in his husband's ear, "Your place is and will always be with me." Blaine closed his eyes and leaned back into Kurt's embrace.

"I think you've been only taking minor roles because you're waiting for me," Kurt whispered. "When Romeo and Juliet is over. We should do something together."

"Sometimes I think there is no possible way I can love you more," Blaine whispered. "Like my heart would burst if I did, but then you say something like that."

"I know the feeling," Kurt whispered back smiling, as he turned his husband in his arms and kissed him.

After that, many of their evenings together were spent brainstorming ideas for what plays they could pick apart and put back together LGBTQ style. Pitching it to a director was the next step. Luckily for them they already knew someone in the business. Artie turned out to be a great resource.

The week Sam came to visit during summer break, Kurt watched his husband's face shine with joy. Kurt would have been jealous, if it wasn't for the obvious platonic nature of their friendship. Blaine was about as likely to hook up with Sam as Kurt was to hook up with Rachel.

"But you still want me," Kurt just caught Sam's words to Blaine as he approached. There was a strange smugness to Sam's voice and Kurt was sure he'd heard wrong.

"I'm over it actually," Blaine sighed. "Very, very over it." Blaine added, rolling his eyes at Sam with a slight shake to his head.

"Nah," Sam laughed waving a hand in his friends direction. "There is no getting over Sam Evan's smoking bod." Kurt could hear Blaine laughing now and couldn't resist moving closer.

"What's this I hear?" Kurt asked, trying to be casual.

"Nothing," Blaine sighed. "Sam, quit it."

"Oh no," Kurt laughed, taking Blaine hand for good measure. "I've heard to much, now I need details."

"Well, see Blaine wants me," Sam explained, seriously. Kurt just blinked at him. "But you know we are just friends."

"I had, stress the 'had' as in past tense, a crush on Sam," Blaine corrected, before he started babbling. "Very briefly, in senior year. It was when we were broken up, and I was lonely. Means nothing really. Silly little phase..." Blaine was so cute when he babbled.

"And I haven't heard about this before because?" Kurt giggled.

"Well, clearly Blaine is ashamed of our forbidden love," Sam stated. It was moments like this, that Kurt really understand why Sam was Blaine's best friend. Such a refreshing reaction from a straight guy to embrace the crush from a gay friend. More than that, Kurt was pretty sure Sam was flattered.

"You know," Kurt told Sam, grinning. "I had a crush on you too once, long before Blaine and I even met."

"Oh yeah, everyone's into Sam!" he enthused, both his fists raised in triumph. Blaine and Kurt burst out laughing.

Their week with Sam was fantastic. The guy just knew how to bring a happy easy going feel to any occasion. Kurt was sorry to see him leave though not nearly as sorry as he knew Blaine was.

"We could go visit next month," Kurt offered. "Provided our play doesn't get picked up."

"Yeah," Blaine smiled. "I'd like that."

"Sam just doesn't belong in New York," Kurt reminded Blaine.

"I know," Blaine smiled at him, kissed him briefly then added, "And we do. Still sucks." Kurt put a consoling hand on his husband's shoulder and offered to let Blaine pick the activities for the rest of the evening. This seemed to cheer Blaine up, but when Kurt found himself watching some sort of sport he immediately regretted offering.

Life went back to normal with Sam's departure. Rachel was on Broadway again, not as Fanny Brice this time, but in Jane Austen Sings, a new Broadway production. Jesse had become her director and the two of them seemed oddly suited to live together.

No directors had shown interest in their LGBTQ play yet, so the following month when Romeo and Juliet's time on Broadway came to an end, they were able to visit Ohio. Burt and Carol were thrilled to see them. Kurt had sent a recording to his dad of his play and though they'd talked on the phone a lot since then he hadn't seen Burt in person in a while.

"Why does this seem like the opposite of me performing single ladies," Burt had said over the phone when Kurt had called eagering wanting to know what his dad thought of the play. "It's like you are a whole other person."

"Yeah its called acting, dad," Kurt smiled, but he had loved Burt's reaction. If his own father barely recognized him then his acting must have been truly brilliant.

Today when he arrived with Blaine on his father's front door, Kurt barely had time to noticed how they'd changed the living room when he found himself swept up into his father's arms.

"I'm so proud of you I can't see straight," Burt mumbled into Kurt's shoulder.

"Thanks, dad," Kurt said, returning the hug with energy.

"And you too!" Burt said pulling Blaine in as well. "Oh I've missed you guys. You need to visit more often."

"We've been crazy busy," Kurt said as his father released him. Then Kurt was talking and talking. His father's endless questions kept him answering, with Blaine chipping in every now and then. Burt wanted to know all about their life in New York, the play, everything. It seemed his phone summary had not been adequate to appease his father's curiosity .

Kurt's dinner was getting cold in front of him as he rarely had time to take a bit before he was asked to speak again. Kurt was just starting to worry he'd lose his voice, when Blaine, grinning, took over the one sided conversation, answering Burt's questions on Kurt's behalf.

"And what are you doing next?" Burt asked. "Another romantic leading role?" Kurt couldn't speak because his mouth was full of food. He tried, but gave up.

"What I think Kurt is trying to say," Blaine answered instead, laughing. "Is that he's tired of working so hard to play roles he isn't suited for. We are going to try something together. A remake of some sort."

"I think that's a great idea," Burt replied. "Didn't I say you just had to make your own thing rather than be something you're not." Kurt mumbled incoherently while chewing.

"So looking forward to graduation, Blaine?" Burt continued, and Kurt went back to dinner.

"Yeah it exciting," Blaine said. "Though I am a little more excited about this LGBTQ production, if we can ever get it off the ground."

"So you guys been married what?" Burt asked. "Two… almost three years now. When do I get grandkids?"

"Dad!" Kurt spluttered, almost choking on his dinner. He heard Blaine laugh nervously beside him.

"What?" Burt said confidently. "Just because my kid's gay doesn't mean I don't get grandkids." Kurt just covered his face with his hands. It didn't matter how far you came in life, your parents were your parents. Kurt felt Blaine's hand on his back, moving in concentric circles.

"And you guys think I'm joking," Burt laughed.

"We haven't really talk about it," Blaine admitted, clearly having recovered from embarrassment first, which made sense since Burt wasn't his dad. Kurt lowered his hands, though he was still unwilling to look up. "At least not seriously."

"And when we do, I promise you'll be the first to know," Kurt said, his head snapping back up to look at his dad. "But only if you change the topic right now."

"So how's your brother, Blaine?" Burt asked very intentionally while Kurt laughed. "Has he agreed to be at your graduation or will there be some crazy wild story about how he was too busy to make it, like with your high school graduation?"

"My bet is 50/50," Blaine laughed. "Cooper's quite the loose canon. He knows he's supposed to be there. He knows when it is so we shall just have to wait and see."

"Are your parents coming at least?" Carol asked.

"Oh yeah," Blaine replied smiling. "They'll be there. Actually Kurt and I planned to go visit them tomorrow."

"That's wonderful," Carol added beaming at them.

They did indeed visit Mr. and Mrs. Anderson the next day, but Blaine spent most of the next few days after that hanging out with Sam. Kurt spent the time apart from Blaine visiting his dad.

"What's going on?" Burt asked with a sigh as Kurt tried to pass him the right tool and failed miserably. "That much hasn't changed you know. You usually come in here when you need to talk."

"Or want money," Kurt added laughing.

"Okay fine that has changed," Burt chuckled.

"Blaine's hanging out with Sam today," Kurt shrugged. "And there aren't many people left in Ohio I want to spend time with. I've missed you, so here I am failing to understand the difference between a carburetor and that… whatever that is." Kurt pointed to the confusing pile of car parts he'd misunderstood earlier.

"I've missed you too and I'm flattered you are willing to attempt car repairs so we get to spend some time together," Burt said smiling. "But you really don't need to help."

"Can we do something else?" Kurt asked.

"Sure," Burt replied. "Though when you showed up here I thought it was going to be to talk about kids."

"What did I say about new topic?" Kurt laughed.

"Yeah, yeah," Burt replied, with a wave of his hand.

Kurt knew he wanted kids, but he also wasn't sure if he and Blaine were ready and on top of that they couldn't just have children so easily. He'd done some research about the cost of surrogates once and they really didn't have that kind of money at the moment. It was so much easier for straight couples, or heck even lesbian couples, to have kids.

Kurt put it from his mind for now, and spent all the time he could with his dad, before he and Blaine returned to New York. Kurt did initiate a conversation about children when they got home, but it ended the same way their less serious talks had: someday for sure, just not now. They weren't quite ready.

Life went on. Blaine graduated, Cooper even showed up. And Kurt cheered like crazy in the crowd while his husband accepted his diploma. Rachel continued to star in Jane Austen Sings and continued to get great reviews. A director finally liked their idea to do a LGBTQ version of 'Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf.'

Then suddenly everything changed. They were the first ones to turn that play into a LGBTQ play and it hit the news right away. Suddenly Kurt and Blaine were a celebrity power couple, role models. It was unreal.

"Oh no!" Kurt said slowly as he stared at his computer screen.

"What?" Blaine asked moving to stand behind Kurt so he could read the screen too.

"Someone interviewed Sue," Kurt whined. "And she called us Klaine and now everyone is doing it!"

"Oh," Blaine replied casually. "From your reaction I thought someone had died."

"Do you really want to be known as Klaine?" Kurt asked. "It sounds like a country in Europe that you'd rather not go to. Or a kraken or something."

"I've been called worse," Blaine shrugged. "Honestly, it isn't so bad. It's weird, but at least it's a word that connects me to you."

"You are a much better person than I am," Kurt chuckled, smiling and kissing his husband before Blaine could disagree with him.

Kurt finally turned his band solely over to Elliot though at this point it was just a formality. Kurt had been far too busy to run it for quite some time now and Elliott had been taking up the slack for a while.

Kurt and Blaine had to turn down gigs now, rather than searching high and low for them. Klaine just couldn't be in two places at once. Oh no, now he was using it. Why did the stupid word have to be so catchy? Now they were headhunted for Broadway shows, both individually and as a couple. They were attending red carpet events and constantly being asked to do interviews. Kurt didn't mind the flashing camera or the celebrity performances. The strangest part for Kurt was the interviews.

"Can you sing something for us?"

Kurt was sitting in a studio with four cameras pointed at him, facing a women in a sharp pants suit holding a microphone. She pointed the mic at him and Kurt almost froze. He liked the stage so much better than video cameras. But with a deep breath he took the mic from her and sang a few bars of 'Candles.'

"Beautiful," she said, kindly. "Though I do believe I've heard you sing that before during a show choir competition… with Blaine."

"It was the first duet we sang together for an audience," Kurt answered.

"Was there another duet without an audience?" she asked clearly reading between the lines.

"Baby, It's Cold Outside," Kurt answered.

"What would you say to people who think you gave up a real career on Broadway playing the Romeo's of the world to be stuck in a niche like LGBTQ?"

"I'd say they're wrong," Kurt replied, easily.

"Can you elaborate on that?" the reporter asked.

"I wanted to know I could play a character like Romeo," Kurt explained. "But once I'd done it, I was kinda over it. It's a lot of work for a guy like me."

"What do you mean?" the woman inquired though Kurt was sure she knew.

"As my dad says," Kurt replied. "I sing like Diana Ross." She laughed and Kurt congratulated himself. Maybe interviews weren't so bad after all.

"What was that like for you growing up?"

"People on the phone usually thought I'm was a woman," Kurt answered, with a slight laugh. "Or in a drive through. Basically any time they can hear me, but not see me."

"Sounds frustrating."

Kurt shrugged. "You get used to it."

"Training your voice must of been a lot of work," she said.

"It was," Kurt replied. "Blaine helped me alot with it."

"I know you already gave me another reason, but some people are saying you gave up playing Romeo for Blaine. Would you say that's true?"

"Yes and no," Kurt replied. "What I said before is true, but marriage is about compromises. He's made them for me and it was my turn. I don't regret it. Blaine supported and coach me for Romeo. I couldn't have done it without him."

"How long have you two been married?" she asked. Kurt was sure she knew the answer to this, but suspected it was more a conversation started than an actual inquiry.

"Almost three years," Kurt replied.

"You must have married young."

"Blaine actually proposed to me in his senior year of high school," Kurt confirmed.

"High school sweethearts, huh?" she said, with an warmth.

"Yep," Kurt smiled. Since Kurt and Blaine were a married gay couple as well as a prominent member of Broadway, his manager had warned him this would happen. The reporters, and likely the fans, just wanted to hear about Klaine rather than about their actual musical theatre careers.

"What else can you tell us about Blaine?" the reporter asked, clearly wanting details about Kurt's love life rather than details about his husband's brilliant career.

"It's quite simple really," Kurt explained, deciding she didn't need any details. "Blaine is the best thing that ever happened to me."

"With all your success on Broadway that statement has quite an impact," the report exclaimed, but Kurt just shrugged. Kurt didn't usually do interviews with Blaine and he found he much preferred having his husband by his side. Blaine was so much better at media than he was and it was nice to share the spotlight together.

"He's the love of my life," Kurt stated simply. "I am just lucky we share a passion for the Broadway stage."

"Lucky indeed," the reporter replied then she turned to the cameras and said something generic about how that was all the time they had. The lights dimmed and the camera's stopped.

Kurt arrived home that night to his wonderful husband who had obviously managed to watch the interview. Kurt definitely was lucky, or rather got lucky. Blaine being so moved by his interview, that he hardly let Kurt say hello before pulling him in for a kiss.

Wow how did this become the longest chapter in the story? The original notes for this chapter were only: Kurt's pov because of alternating pov pattern. Then I decided to make it a filler chapter, then a transition chapter, then I had ideas for interview questions and… yeah...

Also I went to write the next chapter and suddenly I realized it needed to be split into three chapters so… yeah that happened. You now get at total of 16 chapters of this story, rather than the original 14 that I planned. ^_^ Though this will mean no chapter tomorrow as I am now caught up to what I had written ahead.

Also my beta's computer is broken so she stayed after work to use work computers like the wonderful friend she is.

And please please review! I get so few reviews on this story. If it wasn't writing itself in my head, demanding to be written and generally taking over my brain against my will I probably would have stopped updating all together with this kind of feedback. Yeesh! #WritersAreNeedy