A/N: Hey again guys! Did you all see tonight's episode? SHOCKER! I won't spoil it for those of you who haven't seen it, but let me just say: it was probably my favourite in terms of songs and Klaine time. Kurt was so frickin' cute, and I've been listening to "Light Up the World" on repeat this whole time that I've been typing up this chapter. I am totally excited for next season! Also, I want to thank all of you who have read and reviewed this story. Turns out, people in 27 different countries have read it. I've never been to most of these countries, but I appreciate all of your views! Please continue to R&R so I can post more chapters. I have had the luxury of prewriting the past few chapters, but as the story progresses, there will probably be more time in between updates. Please hang in there! Thanks so much, and I apologize for the novel-sized A/N.

Disclaimer: I wish every night at 11:11 that I could own Klaine/Glee. Unfortunately, my wish has never been granted. Also, I want to say that I own "Tango: Maureen" from the greatest musical ever, RENT, but then I'd be lying, and lying is wrong.

Chapter 3: Tango:Maureen

"Kurt?" Blaine tried to wake the sleeping angel next to him. He had to restrain himself and merely kissed Kurt's forehead. He wanted so badly to wake up his boyfriend and kiss him all over.

Blaine called Kurt's name one more time and shook the boy, but he remained asleep. All of a sudden, Kurt shifted and started murmuring one word, over and over again:

"Prom...prom," Kurt said, turning to face Blaine, still asleep.

"Kurt? Baby, are you awake?" Blaine asked, slightly confused.

"Prom," he answered. Wow, Kurt sure liked that movie, Blaine thought. Then, all of a sudden, a thought occurred to him: Kurt was probably dreaming about going to prom! I mean, what diva wouldn't love to dress up and gossiping about other people's outfits. But who would Kurt go with? Mercedes?

Blaine almost slapped himself for being so stupid. It was so obvious; he would take Kurt to prom! They were dating, after all, so why wouldn't they go with each other? He didn't even have to ask.

Still, Blaine felt the need to officially ask him to prom. Kurt was a traditional person and would probably love to have Blaine ask.

Blaine suddenly had an idea. He shook Kurt more urgently, hoping that the countertenor would wake up.

"Kurt...Kurt...Kurt..." Blaine called, trying to get the boy's attention.

"Wh-what? Huh?" Kurt mumbled groggily.

"Hey baby, did you sleep well?" Blaine whispered to Kurt. When he nodded, Blaine continued. "There's a Warblers meeting this evening, as you know, but I was wondering if you'd like to come with me to the Lima Bean for some coffee?"

Kurt sat right up in bed, suddenly awake. "I'd love to!" he exclaimed. "But what will I wear? Oh, I know just the outfit!" He pulled a plaid button-down and a pair of black skinny jeans out of his designer leather bag. "Luckily, I packed a spare outfit for school, as usual. You know, in case I got slushied or something. Thank Gucci it's not wrinkled!"

Blaine smiled and said, "Well, I'm gonna go shower and change. You can change here, if you want. Don't worry, I'll knock before I come in."

Kurt stuck out his tongue and replied, "Good, because for a second there I thought you were just using this as an opportunity to see me naked."

Ignoring his thoughts, Blaine answered with a, "Why would I do that?" before leaving the room, clothes in one hand, hair gel in the other.

As he showered, Blaine went over his plan to ask Kurt to prom. First, he would order Kurt's favourite drink, a grande nonfat Mocha. Then, they would sit down at their usual table and Kurt would probably bring up the newest Lady Gaga song, so Blaine would nod and add a few comments about the lyrics and her outfits in the video. He would let Kurt ramble on for several minutes before (very politely) interrupting him. Next, Blaine would produce a single rose from inside his backpack. Finally, he would ask Kurt the question, knowing what the answer would be. They would hug, maybe kiss, and then go back to Dalton and say hello to the Warblers. The plan is foolproof, thought Blaine. Nothing could go wrong.

After showering and emptying half of a tub of gel into his hair, Blaine returned to his room and knocked. There was no reply, so he assumed that Kurt was done and walked in.

Kurt was standing in front of Blaine's bed wearing only a pair of boxers. He gasped when he saw Blaine and tried to cover himself with the nearest shirt.

"Oh-oh my gosh Kurt, I-I th-thought you were all done. I'm s-so sorry!" Blaine exclaimed, blushing. Kurt gave Blaine a look that silenced him immediately.

"Come on, it's not like I was naked. I only gasped because you scared me," Kurt explained. "Besides, you are my boyfriend, right? I mean, you're probably gonna see this eventually." Kurt realized with embarrassment what he had just said. "It's not really that different from gym class, right?"

"W-well, I suppose, but-"

Blaine was suddenly stopped in the middle of the sentence by the countertenor grabbing his neck and kissing him right on the lips. They stood intertwined for some time, until Blaine finally pulled away and asked, "Shouldn't you be getting dressed now?"

Kurt giggled and said, "Yes, master. As you wish."

After Kurt had finished getting ready, the two boys made their way out to Blaine's car. There were so many thoughts running through Blaine's head as he drove. Oh gosh, he thought, he's so beautiful. What if he says no? What if he runs out screaming? He glanced over at Kurt, who was singing along to the "Tango: Maureen". Blaine had left his RENT CD out in the car after a late-night driving session where he tried to clear his head of all the negative thoughts that had plagued him that day. He was now extremely thankful for his joyrides. Blaine heard Kurt's voice sing oh-so-sweetly:

This is weird

Blaine chimed in with Mark's part:

It's weird

Very weird

Fuckin' weird

I'm so mad that I don't know what to do

Fighting with microphones

Freezing down to my bones

And to top it all off, I'm with you

At this line, Blaine pouted at Kurt, who winked. The tenor continued with his next line:

Feel like going insane

Got a fire in your brain

And you're thinking of drinking gasoline

As a matter of fact-

-Honey, I know this act

It's called the "Tango: Maureen"

They pulled into the Lima Bean parking lot just as Anthony Rapp started to belt out the chorus. Blaine made sure that the rose was safely tucked in his bag before getting out of the car and walking around to the other side to open Kurt's door. However, Kurt had already exited the vehicle and met Blaine halfway. After making sure none of the football goons were around, Blaine kissed Kurt, and they walked into the coffee shop together, holding hands.

After waiting in line for a few minutes, Blaine placed their order. He paid for their coffees, and they walked back to their table. Sure enough, as soon as they sat down, Kurt started talking about the new Gaga video.

"Oh my Jacobs, she's a lyrical GENIUS! Her puns and double meanings are so clever," Kurt gushed.

"Mmhmm, I agree," Blaine said, not really paying much attention. "She's a pop goddess."

"Hell yeah, she is! And don't even get me started on her outfits..." he sighed. "But enough Gaga talk. I wanna talk about something that you're interested in too."

Blaine smiled sweetly and replied, "I'm interested in whatever you're interested in, sweetheart."

"Aww, you're too kind," Kurt answered. "Seriously, though, let's change the topic. What do you wanna talk about?"

Blaine grinned and pulled the rose out of his backpack. "Us, actually," he said smoothly, noticing the confusion and surprise on his boyfriend's face.

"Y-yes?" W-what about us?" Kurt stammered.

Blaine handed him the rose and started to ask, "Kurt Hummel, will you-"

"Well, well. Looks like the homo circus is in town. Too bad it's missing its opening act," a deep voice interrupted. Blaine turned in horror to see who dared to mess up his perfect plan. He gulped as he saw the one factor he forgot to account for.

A/N: Please forgive me for not letting Kurt have his perfect prom proposal! I promise you, it will eventually happen! Also, there seems to have been some confusion (among my friends) about the last chapter. Kurt WAS NOT dying-he was simply dreaming. I don't know if it's just my friends, but they were yelling at me, saying, "NO! DON'T LET KURT DIE!" He does not die, so do not worry, my friends.

Until next time,

KitCatKat