"Strangely enough I'm going to miss you" Kurt said hugging Blaine really tight. Blaine chuckled at that.

"Strangely enough? I'm like your best friend. Of course you're going to miss me. I'm going to miss you." Blaine said. Kurt smiled and let go of the younger guy. "I wish I could come with you. But, I have to go and see my family. So I'll just stay here and you will skype call me. Even if that means that I have to wake up at 3 in the morning. I'll be there. It'll be me and my bed hair" Blaine said. Kurt smiled at that and nodded.

He picked up his backpack and put on the fake glasses and snapback. He didn't want to be recognized. "You look so different." Blaine said. Kurt looked at his reflection in the glass and he did not like what he saw. "Yeah. I would never wear this in public but, it's better than people knowing who I am." Kurt said. He looked at Blaine. Blaine. The handsome, nice, always caring best friend he is not going to be able to miss and that concerns him.

"Bye Blaine!" Kurt said. Blaine nodded and hugged Kurt even tighter than the first time. "Have a nice flight Kurt" Kurt nodded and let go. He walked towards the security. He wasn't going to look around at Blaine.

"Passport please, sir" the guy said. Kurt handed his big passport with his full name. His real name. The guy read Kurt's name and then he looked up. "Do you ever have to write down your full name?" He asked. Kurt shook his head smiling. "No! No. Thank god for that. My father calls me that if I'm in trouble." Kurt said. The guy nodded and gave the passport back. "Have a nice flight" he said. Kurt nodded and went to the metal detector. He never really liked to let go of all his stuff even if it's just for a second. He never really beeped. So that's good.

Because Kurt is used to travelling alone. He never arrives at the airport 2 hours before the plane leaves. Instead he chose for arriving 30 minutes before his flight. So when he arrived at the gate for his connection flight to New York they were already boarding. Kurt showed his ticket and quickly went through the tunnel. His seat was a disappointment, though. He was literally seated in the middle. A guy he didn't know at his left side. He was American. The woman next to him who was sitting at the window was Danish. He found out because he said hello to them in both languages.

Kurt placed his bag under his feet. Taking out the book Blaine gave him and his iphone. "Could you maybe place that in the overhead cabinets?" Kurt asked the guy. He nodded and took Kurt's Louis Vuitton Backpack.

Kurt took off the snapback and went through his lifeless hair. Here he was on a 8 hour flight back home. He wanted to stay in America with Blaine but he has no choice.

Kurt spend a long time reading. He got a bit tired though so when he came back from the bathroom he saw that the guy next to him was reading yesterday's paper.

"Do you have family in Denmark?" Kurt asked. He looked up and folded his paper. "No, my girlfriend has to do a project in Denmark. She's been gone for 6 months and I'm going to surprise her." He said.

Kurt smiled. "She'll love that." He said. "You're going home?" He asked. Kurt nodded. "Yes, I'm doing my senior year in America so I left in September and I'm going back now for the first time." Kurt said.

"So you are Danish?" He asked. Kurt nodded. "Yes, I am. I grew up in Copenhagen." Kurt answered. "Are you enjoying 'Murcia?" He asked. Kurt nodded. "It's nice, refreshing. Yes, I like it there." Kurt said. "My name is Dennis." He said. "Kurt." Kurt answered.

He spend the rest of the time watching a movie and chatting with Dennis. He really liked his flight back to Denmark. By the time he arrived in his home country it was 2 a.m. He never really expected that there would be someone to pick him up at the airport, but he was still a little sad that only his chauffeur was waiting for him.

"Prince Kurt. Your father told me that although he is very happy that you are back home. He will not be up to welcome you. But he does expect you to be up at 8 a.m. He doesn't tolerant being late" the chauffeur said. Kurt smiled and nodded.

"That'll be kind of hard. But if my father expects that from me. I'll be there." Kurt said. It felt weird to be called prince once again. "Oh prince let me take your suitcase" Roger said. Kurt looked between the half full suitcase that he was carrying behind him and the 60 year old driver. "No thank you. I'll carry it myself." Kurt said politely. "So isn't mister Hensen with you?" Roger asked. Kurt shook his head. "No. My relationship with Chandler Hensen has ended." Kurt said.

Roger opened a door for him and they walked out of the airport. A normal car was waiting there for him. Kurt went to put his suitcase in the trunk but Roger stopped him from doing so. "No no no no. Prince. Let me do that" he said. Kurt looked confused but let go of the suitcase anyway. "If that'll make you feel better. Then sure, you can do it" Kurt said. He went to sit in the passenger seat. Roger stepped in and looked a bit strange at Kurt. "Prince? Are you okay?" He asked. Kurt nodded.

"Yes. Thank you for asking Roger. I'm still a bit tired. I have been reading this book all flight and I tried to sleep. But the woman next to me fell asleep on my shoulder and I just couldn't wake her up. I had a chat with the man sitting next to me, he was an American. We had a very nice conversation." kurt explained. "Prince, you have a phone now right?" Roger asked. Kurt nodded. "Yes I got it when I arrived in Ohio. Why?" Kurt asked.

"Can I call your hosts and ask if they can send the real Kurt Hummel back?" Roger asked. Kurt rolled his eyes. "Just be happy that I'm not a pain in the ass anymore. I really found myself and who I am and next to the occasional panic attack I'm doing better than ever." Kurt said. Roger smiled while shaking his head.

"You are unbelievable prince Kurt Hummel" roger said. Kurt nodded. "I have been told." Kurt said while he watched the gates of the palace open. He is home he thought while Roger drove up. Finally he is home.

It was 7.45 am when Kurt perfected his hair. He would have to speak for a lot of people after all. When he was done he closed the door of his room and walked downstairs. He made sure to say good morning to everyone he saw. When he arrived in the breakfast room it was 7.50. His father was already sitting down and reading the newspaper.

"Good morning father" Kurt said. Burt looked up from his newspaper. He looked really happy and relaxed. "My little boy is in Denmark for 1 day and he's in the newspaper already" king Burt said. Kurt smiled at that. "Hello Kurt. Take a seat." He did and took a bread roll. "We won sectionals dad" Kurt said smearing butter inside the roll. Kurt looked at Burt. But he didn't look up from his paper. "Finn told me" Burt answered. Kurt nodded. "I made a lot of friends on my school. I even have a new best friend. 2 actually. 1 of them is the son of the people I stay with. We're also roommate on the boarding school I go to" Kurt explained before taking a bite of the with butter smeared bread roll. Burt looked up from his paper for a second to look at Kurt but looked down to read through. "Whatever you say Kurt" Kurt looked suspicious at his father. He wasn't even listening.

Clearly somethings never change. Kurt just sighed and ate through. It was 8 o'clock when Carole, Finn and Rachel entered the room. "Finn, Rachel. It's weird to say. But I missed you guys" Kurt said going in to hug his tall stepbrother and then his petite girlfriend. Finn smiled at Kurt and Kurt could just duck under a hand that was going towards his hair.

"You are mean" Kurt said hiding behind Rachel what was just really holding her shoulders in his hands with an arm length distance. Using Rachel as a human shield in other words. "Finn. You can't bully your brother. Not after the twink spend 12 hours on his hair" Rachel said. Kurt looked angry at Rachel. "You little bitch" Kurt said. Rachel nodded.

"How were the last weeks in America?" Rachel asked while they walked back to the table. Kurt nodded. "Good, actually. It was a little bit stressy the last week. Because I had my big Harvard exam. If I'm through I can follow online classes at any university I want. Blaine doesn't really deal that well with entertaining himself. There were many days that I fell asleep with my book on top of my chest and Blaine and his laptop well all over my body." Kurt said sitting down. Rachel nodded.

"You do spend a lot of time with Blaine" she said. Kurt looked up and he nodded. "Yes, he's my roommate and kind of my best friend. He just understands me and I understand him. Although he has no idea who I really am. It's complicated." Kurt said. Rachel nodded. "I get it." She said padding his knee.

Kurt and Finn were chatting about the new MJ album and how weird it is. Something that surprises Carole because the 2 guys could barely stand each other when Kurt left. "Kurt. Can I talk to you for a moment in my office?" Burt asked in the middle of the conversation. Kurt his expression changed from happy to serious. Kurt nodded. "Of course you can father" he said standing up. Burt nodded and left the room. Kurt just followed him.

They arrived in Burt´s office and Kurt took place at the desk. "Kurt, Kurt George William Elizabeth Hummel VI, oh how I missed saying your full name. How do you feel? Now that people call you Prince again? Now you are finally a Hummel again?" His father asked before sitting down in front of Kurt on the desk.

"Well, it kinda feels weird." Kurt said. Burt nodded. "I spoke to your teacher Mr. Olsen. He told me you were really polite and creative. Is that true?" Burt asked. Kurt shrugged. "I have finally learned how it is to be around normal people and I just sort of started copying how they do stuff and how they treat each other. That works better for me than the things I used to do before I left and the creative side. That's just who I am. The thing about Mr. Olsen is. He names a subject and then I have to say what I think about it. He's a nice guy." Kurt said. Burt nodded.

"I read through your papers and I think you have a good vision about what you want to do and what the people need. Some of the things cross with how I do it. But I wouldn't have expected different from you" the king stood up and started walking through the room. "the thing is. In May. You're going to be 18 and, Kurt. I don't even believe it myself. But I really do think you are ready for the throne. That's why I'm shortening your visit in America with 3 months. On 27th may I am going to the states for a meeting with the president and on my way back I'm stopping to pick you up in Ohio and then we are flying through to Denmark. Is that okay for you?" He asked. Kurt nodded his head.

"Yes father." He didn't want to leave America early but he doesn't have a choice. Burt nodded. "Okay you know the drill. In 3 hours I want you to come out with Finn, Carole and me and you'll say the second half of the speech. I wrote it here down." He gave Kurt the piece of paper. "Okay, dad. I'll do that" Kurt said smiling at his old man. Burt looked at Kurt confused.

"Dad, I. I have to apologize for everything that I did when I was well having 1 big identity crisis. But, in all respect. You haven't treated me the best over the years. You never listen to me and I know how it is to be in a real family now. How the Andersons treat both of their sons. It's nice and they love them. While I came home from a 4 month trip and you didn't even listen to what I was telling you. I know that you lost your parents on a young age and your wife a few year later. But. You know I was talking about Blaine when you weren't listening and. I was going to say. 'You would like him' but then I realised that you don't even like me." Kurt was hurt, he even felt like crying.

Burt felt like his son was 9 again and he was crying because someone pushed him on some banquet and his pants were ripped. Kurt looked so weak and vulnerable.

"May I tell you a secret?" Burt asked. Kurt nodded. "When parents get a child. They love that baby and they promise that little baby that they will care for them and love them no matter what." Burt started. "I did too. But, a lot happened. Kurt, I knew you were gay since you were three. I'm your father. I know those things. I knew you were gay and your mother she kind of tried to get me over it. Your mother would have been so much better at handling you and doing the right thing. But she is no more and Carole is my new wife now and she is trying to help but she isn't your mother and I know you haven't had the best childhood and youth. But neither did I and we'll have to get through this together. I want you to know that I'm proud of how you do your best on school and I want you to know that I love you." Burt said.

A single tear rolled down Kurt's cheek. Kurt nodded. "I. I just wish that you would talk to me other than just for official things. This morning for example. You didn't even listen to what I was saying." Kurt said blowing his nose in a handkerchief. Burt shook his head. "I know, I'm sorry that I didn't really listen. I am still The king, I have a job that never stops. I hope you can forgive me for that."

"So are we good now?" Kurt asked. Burt nodded. "We still have to talk. But. We'll do that tomorrow. I don't want to be a buzzkill. But that's what you have to say on the national speech. After all. You are the next in line. I'm sorry Kurt for making you feel unloved. Nobody should ever feel like that." Burt said. Kurt took the paper and stood up from his father's knee.

"Thank you dad. See you in an hour I guess. Don't be late" Kurt said. Burt shook his head. "I won't." Kurt closed the door behind him.

An hour later the whole Hummel family was standing in front of the balcony. In a few minutes the doors would open and they would have to say their things like they have to every year. This year Kurt's speech is a little different than it was other years.

"Ready Kurt?" Burt asked. Standing next to his only son. Kurt looked up from where he was tying his tie again. "Yes, actually I am. I've been having a few panic attacks the last month about announcing this and I do think there are better people to do this than me. Strangely enough, standing here doesn't scare me as much as I thought it would. I actually think I can do it." Kurt said quickly fixing his tie. He also lingered over Finn's outfit. Making sure he was okay too.

Burt smiled at his son and side hugged him. "You'll do great Kurt. You are the only guy who is able to do this. I trust you" he said

Those were the only words Kurt needed to hear. That's also how they walked on the balcony when the doors opened. Carole stood all the way on the left with Finn next to her. Kurt was standing right of Finn and Burt stood next to Kurt with his hands on Kurt's right shoulder.

"Happy new year" Burt said while removing his hand of Kurt's shoulder.

This was something Burt was the best in. "The last year has been very hard. For me personally. I also want to supress the rumour that I have been talking to my mother. She is not allowed in this country anymore just like my late uncle was." Burt said looking around the mass. "It has been 35 years since the drama that struck all of us." The mass went silent. But Burt didn't want to know it. He continued speaking. "My son, prince of Denmark and I have chosen to sit together and talk. Kurt" Burt said. Kurt nodded.

"Like my father, king of Denmark, already said. We sat together and talked. That's why in September this year I disappeared to go into training. I like to think that I left my teenager years behind me. I'm turning 18 in May and on 5 June I will follow my father as king of Denmark"

Kurt said. Burt nodded. "The decision to stand off the throne and give it to my son wasn't hard. It's a new era for our country. He's the new generation. This is right and I'm sure that he will do well." Burt said.

Kurt nodded. "I will finish my preparation in private until my birthday and then I will return here ready and prepared. The only thing that rests me now is to wish you a happy new year and may the new year bring you all luck." Kurt said.

The people begun cheering again and while Kurt was waving towards the people Burt and Carole left the Balcony. Finn was still standing next to him. Kind of waving too. He patted Kurt's shoulder and smiled at his stepbrother. With that he left the balcony. Kurt nodded and then took a step back. He waved one last time and then he turned around and walked back inside the palace.

Maybe being king isn't going to be that bad.