Chapter Twenty-One: I Love You

' Dad, I want to be with Kurt'

Kurt couldn't wipe the smile off his face as Blaine said this, not put off by the clenching of Michael's jaw or the annoyance in his eyes, only relishing in the feeling of Blaine's hand clasped around his own. It was very distracting, so distracting that he didn't hear the rest of what Blaine said, though he was sure it was sweet.

It had been only half an hour since Kurt had appeared and frankly Blaine thought this conversation was ruining it, but it needed to be done, needed to be gotten out of the way. Michael needed to see that his son was about to change the world. So Kurt stood beside him, still dressed in his wet clothes, just like Blaine, waiting for the king to reply to his words.

Isabelle sat beside her husband; smiling widely at Kurt, obviously pleased and not caring for once if Michael disapproved, because this was the happiest she had seen her third son in so many painful months. She too was waiting with bated breath for her husband's reaction.

Finally he spoke, and surprised them all.

' I can't change your mind?' Michael asked Blaine, who shook his head.

' I love Kurt, I want to be with him forever' the prince said, smiling when he felt Kurt squeeze his hand reassuringly, giving him the confidence he needed as he faced his father.

Michael sighed, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before opening them again and meeting Kurt's gaze. Kurt held it for a few silent moments, seeing something between disappointment and an essence of content in them before moving across to his son.

' This is all on you. I'm not handling this. I will help you with your preparations for the throne, but you will handle this. I want nothing to do with your relationship so don't bother asking' he said, standing from the armchair he sat in, stepping closer to the boys and looking down the line of his nose at his son and his son's boyfriend. ' I want you to be happy Blaine, just not like this. Not like this' he muttered, glancing at Kurt, sighing. He moved past them and headed to the door.

' I don't care'

Michael paused at the words from his son before disappearing through the door. Blaine turned to Kurt, smiling and wrapping an arm around his shoulders. Kurt leaned into him, forgetting about Isabelle until she stood too, clearing her throat and mimicking her husband's movements, stepping closer and wrapping her arms around them both.

' Welcome back Kurt' she sighed. ' You too Blaine. I'm so relieved to see you happy again'

' Thanks mum' Blaine smiled as she pulled away, brushing a hand down both their arms.

' The staff already know that you are back Kurt, and to treat you and your friends as esteemed guests, but I was wondering if you wished to share Blaine's suite? Since you sneak in there every night anyway' she giggled when Kurt blushed red. ' I'll take that as a yes then. I've had the maids change the sheets already. I'm sorry to say that Blaine has banned anyone from his room for the past few months'

' I didn't want them changed' Blaine protested at Kurt's inquisitive look. ' They were fine how they were!'

' Quiet Blaine, Kurt you must have lunch in the gardens with Claudette, Ella and myself tomorrow at noon' Isabelle insisted.

' That would be lovely. I can't wait' Kurt agreed.

' Excellent, well I'm sure the two of you have some catching up to do so I'll leave you to it'

Blaine's lips were on Kurt's seconds after his mother left the room, pulling away after a moment when he felt Kurt's still wet coat beneath his touch.

' Baby, you're still wet' he murmured, taking his hand. ' Let's get you out of those clothes'

Kurt giggled, gripping the lapels of Blaine's jacket and looking up at him from under his eyelashes, tugging him closer. ' Just what I wanted to hear'

Blaine's eyes clouded over with lust but he didn't move. ' Are you sure? We don't have to rush into anything Kurt'

' Blaine, I've missed everything about you, everything' Kurt whispered, leaning in, their lips inches apart and his breath ghosting over Blaine's cheek, making the prince shiver down his spine. ' I want you. I need you'

Blaine's lips curled into a cheeky smile, and Kurt suddenly squealed as his renewed boyfriend ducked down and pulled him over his shoulder, his feet kicking in the air uselessly as the prince, laughing, strode out the room.

' Blaine! Put me down!'

' I'm doing what you wanted'

Blaine carried Kurt from his father's study upstairs to his own suite, getting restrained odd looks from the staff they passed. The prince almost dropped Kurt, still giggling over his shoulder, as he attempted to unlock and open his door without doing just that. He managed it, kicking the door shut and hearing Kurt reach out to lock it for him, chuckling as he rushed to his bedroom and his newly cleaned bed, throwing the slender boy down on top of it.

Kurt grinned, scooting back until he was against the pillows to watch as Blaine yanked off his wet jacket and trousers, leaving him in only his damp white shirt and black boxers, also damp. The prince then proceeding to pull Kurt into a sitting position, unbuttoning and tugging off his wet coat, throwing it over a chair in the corner before relieving Kurt of the rest of his wet clothing, insisting that his boxers were also drenched.

' I've missed you so much' Kurt whispered, taking hold of Blaine's neck and smashing their mouths together, Blaine finally lowering his body down onto Kurt's naked one, both their hands exploring the other's skin, re-memorising every part of each other, taking in every bit of perfection and imperfection.

Kurt sighed in relish as Blaine's lips moved lower and lower, brushing his nipples and tickling his ribs, making him moan and gasp breathlessly as Blaine got even lower, kissing a line down to the base of his almost rock hard cock.

' Blaine…I'm not going to last long' Kurt moaned his warning and Blaine nodded, dropping his head and engulfing Kurt's cock with his mouth, enjoying the loud moan that came from his younger lover, his fingers tangling into Blaine usually neat hair, tightening as Blaine licked a line up the underside of his cock, dipping into the slit before sliding his mouth around him again.

Blaine slid a hand up, caressing Kurt's thigh before dropping down to press against his puckered entrance, push in to just his first knuckle, hearing Kurt whine with arousal above him.

' Blaine…you need to be inside me…now!'

Not one to disobey the boy he loved, Blaine let Kurt's cock fall from his mouth, sliding back up to kiss his lips before reaching into his draw and pulling out a bottle of lube, that had sat in there for the past months, unused and unneeded. He quickly slathered some over three of his fingers, dropping his hand back down and slipping a whole finger quickly into Kurt who gasped at the forgotten intrusion, Blaine capturing the gasp, slipping his tongue into Kurt's hot mouth.

Their tongues slipped over each other as Blaine moved his finger in and out, marvelling at how tight Kurt was as he added a second finger quickly, scissoring his digits and stretching Kurt. After eight months without sex, Kurt's body seemed to have reverted back to his tight virginal state – but only by a little – the pain quickly subsiding into pleasure, moaning loud and long as Blaine brushed his prostrate, adding a third finger at the same time.

' Blaaaaaine' he whined, panting, reaching up to clutch at Blaine's shirt collar, only now realising that his boyfriend was still wearing clothes. ' Get out of those clothes and fuck me'

Blaine chuckled, pulling his fingers out and falling on his back as Kurt flipped them over, lunging at him and attacking his clothing, yanking them off and throwing them away from the bed. Kurt slid down, sucking Blaine into his mouth and hollowing his cheeks, bobbing his head up and down for only a few minutes before Blaine grabbed him and pushed him onto the bed, stroking more lube onto his own cock, quickly lining up with his entrance and pushing in, kissing Kurt softly, swallowing his whines and whimpers, stopping only when their hips met.

He paused, waiting for Kurt to adjust until Kurt's legs wrapped around his waist, heel pressing into Blaine's back, urging him to move.

Blaine's eyes met Kurt's as he started moving his hips, pulling out and pushing back in slowly. This wasn't like last time, when there was sadness in both their eyes, this time it was…replenishing. New. Their love had ignored for months, but now they were reunited and all Kurt wanted to do was stare into the hazel eyes above him for hours while Blaine moved deep inside of him, his hand curling round Kurt's cock and pumping him.

Kurt's whimpers became moans and groans of arousal as Blaine picked up speed, automatically falling into a familiar rhythm.

' Harder…oh my gosh…I love you so much…I missed this so much' Kurt groaned, smiling when Blaine found his hand and entwined their fingers together, pressing a kiss to his lips lovingly.

' I love you Kurt…thank you…thank you for coming back. I should have come after you' Blaine breathed against his lips, picking up speed and thrusting deep into him. ' I'm close…'

' Me too…come inside me Blaine!'

Blaine's movements became erratic and Kurt's hips started moving up to meet his, and suddenly Blaine smashed their lips together, pushing his tongue inside Kurt's mouth and groaning loudly as he came deep inside Kurt, in the same second as Kurt clenched around him, coming hard between their stomachs, splattering cum across both of them.

They stayed still for many minutes, Blaine still deep inside Kurt, his face pressed in the side of his pale neck, both of them breathing heavily.

' I love you so much Kurt, and I regret the months we spent apart' Blaine said into his neck, finally pulling out and rolling onto his back, pulling Kurt with him so the slender boy lay on top of him, cuddling into his chest, nuzzling his nose into his skin.

' I'm sorry for leaving' he whispered.

' I'm sorry for being a horrible boyfriend'

Kurt smiled, looking up into Blaine's eyes. ' I waited for you, you know? At the airport. I thought you might come after me' he admitted, blushing beneath his already pink cheeks.

' I did, but I arrived too late' Blaine explained, reaching up to cup Kurt's cheek, smiling sweetly. ' I thought you wouldn't want me to follow you'

' I didn't expect you to, you have a responsibility here'

' Yeah, my responsibility to you means more to me' the prince sighed, running his hand through Kurt's hair.

' We're together again and that's all that matters'

Kurt stared down, wide eyed at the huge picture – zooming in – of he and Blaine kissing, their faces wet from the rain and a small hint of a smile on both their lips. It was topped with the title "Could this be our new queen?" and took up the whole magazine with pictures of Kurt and Blaine together – some from school, others from Facebook, and others from performances together. There was even a photo of the couple together, Blaine's arms locked around Kurt's waist and their foreheads pressed together – Kurt made a mental note to ask the magazine for a print out of that one. How did this all happen over night?

' How did this all happen over night?' he asked, looking up at Wes, David, Thad, Jeff and Nick, who all shrugged.

' Media travels fast' Thad shrugged.

' Yeah, and this one isn't going to blow over'

' You're famous now Kurt! Congrats!' Jeff laughed, clapping him on the back.

' I don't want to be famous for this! I want to be famous for my fashion lines!' Kurt exclaimed, flipping through the pages of the magazine, gasping at the six-page article on his fashion, showing big photos of a variety of his many outfits throughout the years, including his Lady Gaga outfit, Dalton uniform, and "Likes Boys" t-shirt.

Kurt Hummel appears a more interesting fashion style than Prince Jack, and has been reported to changing his clothes at least twice a day at school. Many outfits have been used in his many performances at both McKinley and Dalton, the two schools he has attended over his high school years.

Fashion Superstar, Julienne Dujour, has been quoted as saying "Mr. Hummel's fashion statements are creative, fun and imaginative, I would certainly employ him in my business, he seems talented and out-there. I just want to see how the rest of the public find him".

Not your usual guest of the royals, Kurt Hummel comes from Ohio, America, and has just graduated high school at McKinley High School. He has been accepted at the Fashion Institute of Technology in New York, which raises the question, will he and Prince Blaine last?

' Who's Julienne Dujour?' Kurt asked.

' She owns the biggest fashion design company in Cicero, she's becoming pretty famous in other countries as well as is always looking for new designers to work with' Nick replied, shrugging at the odd looks from his friends. ' Hey, I can abide to gay stereotypes sometimes'

' This could be good for Kurt, nobody's said anything bad have they?' David asked, coming to sit beside him on the stairs and peering at the magazine's pages.

' Oh yeah? Look at this' Kurt sighed, flicking through a few pages until he reached the right one, holding it up for David to read.

Not everyone is supportive of the heir prince's new boyfriend. Whereas many see it as a way of developing their public view and view around the world of homosexuality, others have different opinions.

Lord Hedrick Noir of the Noir dynasty has been quoted as saying "This development in the sexuality of our heir can cause nothing but trouble for our royal family. There is a high chance of Cicero becoming a laughing stock if Prince Blaine should be allowed to marry this boy, or any other man. How will heirs be produced? How will the country survive with two gay men ruling it? Will our children and all next generations be forced into homosexuality, or to belief that homosexuality is okay?" Lord Noir's oldest son and heir to his multi million euro, Pierre, has recently "come out" and revealed his own sexuality, and he currently in a long-term relationship with the youngest prince, Prince Jacques.

We have yet to get any comments from any members of the royal family, though we do know of King Michael's views on homosexuality, ironic due to the sexuality of two of his sons. We do however have a comment from a close personal friend of Kurt Hummel, and of Prince Blaine, Miss Mercedes Jones, also from Ohio, who has known Mr. Hummel for many years and sang with him in their former high school's glee club, New Direction, from which most of the photos of Mr. Hummel, are from.

" Kurt is my best friend and even though I was jealous when he and Blaine first started dating, I've come to see that Kurt and Blaine are not whole without the other. They fit so well together, and none of us mind when they kiss or PDA in front of us. It's like they're any other couple, and Kurt was completely broken during their time apart. I've never seen him so sad. We're all glad they're back together and it doesn't matter what anyone else says. They belong together'

Kurt didn't know how Mercedes told the magazine this but he was immensely grateful for her. Lord Noir's words had hurt, but nothing he hadn't heard before. He just hoped his son felt the same way.

That lunchtime found Kurt at lunch with Claudette, Isabelle and Ella, sitting at a white cast iron table, upon matching chairs, drinking tea and coffee whilst watching Emilie play with Helene, little Nathaniel bouncing on his great-grandmother's knee, discussing whether or not Blaine would propose before or after they both attended college, making Kurt blush constantly.

' About your appearance in Bonjour magazine, cherie' Claudette began, smiling at the surprised look from the two teenagers across the table. ' Yes, I read Bonjour, I am not that old, you horrible children' she laughed. ' As I was saying, I think, as does my media advisor, that you should attempt to get on the right side of the public, get them to love you so it will be easier later on when you and Blaine wish to marry and have children'

' Hm…first of all, don't get me started on what Blaine wants to call our children, secondly, how would I go about doing that?' Kurt asked.

' I suggest going on An Evening with Mimi'

' An Evening with Mimi? Who's Mimi?'

' Mimi Michon, she's our version of England's Jonathon Ross, a bit like that Jay Leno guy' Ella explained. ' She's really fun, interviews like the top celebrities of the world. She's interviewed dad once, and Gran'

' She's a lovely young woman, it'll be good for your view in the public eye, though I warn you it might get a bit personal' Claudette explained, sipping her tea.

' How personal?'

' You may have to talk about the bullying and your family' Isabelle told him. ' Give the public a mixture of sympathy and enjoyment towards you, a way for the public to connect with you on an empathetic level'

Kurt bit his lip, thinking for a long moment. ' I'll have to think about what to wear' he said with a smile. Isabella and Claudette both smile and Ella squealed, clapping her hands in glee.

' Excellent, I'll set it up' the former queen exclaimed happily.

A/N You'll notice that I have added something chapter 18, I'd already written it but completely forgot to put it in! You'll enjoy it I swear!

Kurt is back! Woo! I've got a lot planned out for our favourite couple's future, immediate and distant and even the name of their second daughter but any ideas you have please let me know!

Also let me know if you think I should include their college years and how they have to deal with it! Has anyone seen First Daughter with Katie Holmes and Michael Keaton? A bit like that! :D

Review and I'll be updating soon! ;D