IMPORTANT NOTE ABOUT PROMPTS! Prompts are now open for everything. Anywhere from their first meeting right up until New York, off in the future, in an alternate universe, whatever. Send them all in now because you have THREE DAYS left until I cap. I will not write everything I'm given, but just send in all of your ideas, no matter how out there, and we'll see what comes of it. After those three days, I will officially close prompts and tell you how many chapters this fic will be.

So you know what that means: I finally saw New York! I swear I'm probably the LAST person to see it, but spoiler warnings anyway.

To be honest, I wasn't as impressed as I thought. Sure, I knew they wouldn't win, and I knew it would be 99% Finchel. And I knew there'd only be one Klaine scene (more on that later). But still, it just seemed... I don't know. I mean, watching Kurt was like watching perfection, but other than that, there were so many parts that I think could have been done better. And I'm just really bummed about Samcedes being official but being kept a secret. I mean, I understand the secrecy from everybody in the club because of the drama, but from Klaine? Really? I think Mercedes should have told Kurt. And I want to know how they got together! And it all ended a little cliche, with Finchel getting together (though he FINALLY said what I was thinking the whole time; "There's a year until graduation." I mean, really, there is a whole year to go, why is she so fussed about it now?), and everybody so cheerful and all that. And yeah.

Now, for the moment I watched the entire episode for. The Klaine scene. Well, there's really only one way I can express this.

*flails*

Oh, hello perfection. The way Blaine just sits there and watches Kurt talk with that smile, and how incredibly comfortable around each other they are and then just ... "I love you." No strings, just said. And the way he just sits there while Kurt nearly chokes on his coffee .. I could analyze that scene forever. And I wish it had gone on forever. It was just... beautiful. Until it got cut off :/

So Angela and I finally got to dissect this episode. And I came to the conclusion that next season should be Klaine, Samcedes and the Warblers. Nobody else. And I'll be very happy.

Thank you for putting up with my ramblings about episodes. So, until November :)

From lunargirl40: how about one where they kiss after blaine gives kurt his back story (cause frankly, ryan murphy is giving me JACK to work with!; i think he knows the fan girls are writing about his characters!)

I work Blaine's back story into things a lot and I haven't decided which back story I prefer cause there's so many options out there. Obviously, we know a little bit as of Prom Queen (this prompt was sent before that episode) and my heart seriously broke when I saw that moment. But still, so much to work with...

I can't remember which story it was in but I made a very brief allusion to a time when it was the anniversary of Blaine's transfer and he didn't want to get out of bed. So I'm expanding on that.

Anniversary

"Morning, boys!"

Kurt pulled out a chair and sat down next to a tired-looking Wes and David. "I don't get how you're a morning person," David grumbled, stirring his coffee absently.

"I sleep for eight hours exactly and have a vigorous moisturizing routinue that wakes me up and keeps me in a good mood." Kurt chuckled at the looks on their faces. "So where's Blaine?"

His smile died when he saw the uncomfortable look pass between Wes and David. "What is it?"

"Um, if he hasn't told you, then maybe we shouldn't."

Kurt frowned. "Guys, if something's wrong with Blaine then I'd like to know."

David shrugged. "It can't do any harm, can it?" Wes still looked unsure but allowed David to speak. "He's in his room. It's the anniversary of his transfer."

Kurt froze, coffee halfway to his mouth. "Oh," he managed to say, before putting down the cup and standing up. He strode away quickly, hearing Wes and David calling after him but not really caring. Right now his priority was Blaine.

He didn't know much about what had caused Blaine to transfer to Dalton. Blaine had briefly alluded to being taunted when they had first met, but he hadn't said anything else. Kurt had left him to it, figuring the stories would come out when Blaine was ready to talk, if at all.

But if it was so bad that he didn't come out of his room, well, Kurt needed to do something.

Pausing outside Blaine's door, he checked the dry erase board for any definite signs of Blaine wanting to be alone. The board was completely blank, so Kurt drew up his courage and knocked.

"Who is it?"

Kurt started because the voice that had come out sounded weak and exhausted. "It's Kurt."

There was a moment of silence then the shuffling of feet. The door clicked open and Kurt bit his lip to keep his jaw from dropping.

Blaine was standing in front of him, still dressed in his pyjamas and hair ungelled. His eyes were bloodshot as if he hadn't slept at all - Kurt figured he hadn't. "Hi," he murmured, his voice thick and rough.

"Hi. Can I come in?"

Blaine nodded, stepping back into the room. Kurt followed, shutting the door and turning to see Blaine was already sitting back on his bed, his knees tucked up under his chin. Kurt mentally filed away how adorable he looked for another day, then sat down next to him, giving him plenty of room.

Kurt knew when he was upset, he didn't want to be touched, but he wasn't sure how Blaine was. He figured he'd leave it up to Blaine to call the shots, and just sat silently next to his friend.

"I suppose you want to know.." Blaine left the sentence hanging, his tone measured.

"All I want is for you to be as - as comfortable as you can." Kurt had almost said happy but realized that Blaine wasn't exactly going to be happy today.

Blaine blinked a couple of times, still staring across the room. "How'd you know?"

"David." Kurt shrugged slightly. "He didn't say much, just.. just what today was about."

"Oh."

They sat in silence for awhile, Blaine's eyes fixed firmly on the wall. Kurt wasn't sure whether to stay or leave Blaine to his thoughts when he spoke.

"It's been two years and it still doesn't get any easier. I wish I could tell you it does, for your sake. But it doesn't."

Blaine finally turned to look at him and Kurt's heart skipped a beat. Blaine always had walls up of some kind - never blocking people out, but keeping his own emotions in. And finally, they were down. His eyes were swimming with pain and memories and Kurt just wanted to reach over and take it all away.

"Maybe in a few more years. Maybe I'll stop seeing the pictures in my mind, hearing the words, remembering the -" Blaine pressed his lips together, turning away again. Kurt recognized it as surpressing his emotions and spoke before he realized what he was saying.

"You're allowed to have emotions, Blaine. You're allowed to show them."

Blaine flinched and Kurt started regretting the words until Blaine looked back at him. "I - that's what - what caused it all."

And now Blaine's lip was trembling and Kurt hesitantly held out his arms. Blaine looked at him for a second then shuffled into them, resting his head against Kurt's shoulder. Kurt tightened his arms around Blaine's waist and just held him, waiting.

"It was my best friend, Kurt."

Kurt sucked in a breath as he heard the absolute agony in Blaine's voice. "He - his name was Jake. We'd been friends since we were eight and said we'd stick with each other through thick and thin. Neither of us were popular - he was into tech stuff, I was into music."

Blaine smiled a little, looking up at Kurt and he couldn't help but smile back. "We both got bullied, not much in our first years of high school of course, just the occasional name. For the most part we were just ignored and we were fine with that."

Blaine's head ducked again and Kurt raised a hand to gently run it through his hair. Blaine sighed a little and Kurt's heart flipped at the sound before focusing back on the words coming out of his friend's mouth.

"But then they seemed to realize something was different about me - something even I hadn't realized yet. I was never sure from the start like you, Kurt." Blaine had told him before that it had taken him awhile to come to terms with his sexuality, but it was never something he was ashamed of. And there was no shame in his voice now, just a lot of pain.

"And the names started, names I'd never even heard before." Blaine sniffed and Kurt knew he had started to cry. "I - I had to look them up. And once I found out what they were calling me ... well, that's when I started having to work out whether it was true or not. And once I realized it was, I thought I'd talk to Jake about it."

Blaine shuddered in his arms and Kurt pulled him closer, rubbing circles into his back. "We were just hanging out one afternoon when I brought up the subject of the names and he admitted he didn't know what they meant either. So I told him that they were all ways of calling me gay, and he looked horrified." Kurt heard Blaine supress a sob before continuing. "He said he couldn't believe someone would call someone else things like that. Then I realized his indignation wasn't about me being called names but about people insinuating that I was gay. He thought that was the biggest insult. I - I asked him why." Blaine sniffed again. "I wish I hadn't now."

"He said that a guy liking another guy was possibly the s-sickest thing he'd ever heard, that it wasn't normal. And he went on and on about it and I just - just sat there, not sure what to do. And then finally, he looked up and saw the expression on my face and he - he just knew."

Blaine raised his head to look at Kurt, tears streaming down his cheeks. "I ran. And when I got to school the next day, everything was different. Suddenly Jake was hanging out with the jocks and calling me names along with them. And then I found out that he'd outed me."

Kurt reached a hand up to gently wipe the tears from Blaine face, wishing he could offer something more in support. Strangely enough, he wasn't feeling like he was going to cry - an odd feeling of calm had settled over him as if he knew he had to stay strong for Blaine.

"The next few years were ... it was torture, Kurt." Blaine's head dropped again, curling into Kurt's chest and muffling his words. "He slowly moved from verbal harrassment to physical. Our school had a Sadie Hawkins dance and I asked the other gay guy in our school to come with me. And when we were waiting for my dad to pick us up, Jake and the other guys came along and beat the living crap out of us."

Kurt gasped and knew Blaine had heard it. His head came up and he stared at Kurt looking concerned. "I'm sorry, is it too much?"

"No, just - just a shock. I never would have thought ... Blaine, you told me you got taunted, not bashed."

Blaine sighed. "I - you can see how well I handle talking about it." He gestured to his tear-streaked face, smiling ruefully. "That's the end of the story anyway. After that happened, my dad pulled me out. Same with the other guy, he's actually overseas now. And I came here."

Kurt leant down and kissed Blaine on the forehead. He wasn't sure why, but it felt right. "Thank you for telling me."

Blaine smiled as his tears finally stopped. "You're welcome."

Kurt reached out to wipe his tears away again, Blaine catching his hand when he was done and squeezing it. "Thank you for being there for me."

"Anytime," Kurt murmured.

There was a moment of silence when they just stared at each other before Blaine bit his lip. "Kurt.. I - I want something to remember this day for that doesn't remind me of the past."

Kurt waited, but Blaine stayed silent, and - oh, did his eyes just flicker down to Kurt's lips?

"Yeah?" Kurt waited for Blaine's eyes to catch his, then deliberately looked down at Blaine's lips, flicking back up to see the hope ignite in his eyes.

"Yeah."

"I can do that." And leaning down, Kurt gently pressed their lips together. The touch only lingered for a few seconds before Kurt pulled away, but he felt the dynamic shift as he looked in Blaine's eyes again.

And then Blaine seems to return to himself. "I - if you didn't want that to change anything, we can still just be friends, that's fine."

"And if I did?" Kurt almost couldn't believe the words were slipping out of his mouth, but there they were and Blaine's eyes widened a little before a grin split across his face.

"Then that's more than fine."

Kurt ducked his head and captured Blaine's lips again, determined to make a new set of memories to replace the old. Because Blaine could be happy now.

I hate crying!Blaine. I was teary during SOWK when they looked at each other in that split second before the hug and Blaine's lips were pressed together like he was holding it all back. If they ever make Blaine cry properly, I'll bawl my eyes out for days.

New segment! MusicalEscape gave me the lovely 'alternate segment' for my last authors note abut the previous chapter and I think it's going to be ongoing =D expect to see that living here from now on. So this is the segment that she wrote about last chapter:

*Talking, etc*

"Hey, homos!" *slushiness ensues*

"Kurt, can I take your coffee?"

"Sure."

"HEY, AZIMIO!"

"What, fagg-"

*Is hit with grande non-fat mocha (Kurt's) and medium drip (Blaine's)*

*Falls to ground* "IT BURNS!"

I would have them throw a cookie too, but it would be a shame to waste a yummy cookie on such an idiot.