A/N: Thank you all so much for all of your support. I appreciate all of your feedback. I also apologize for being late in posting this next chapter, but I was kinda occupied with a crapload of end-of-year assignments, and yesterday the Doc Manager wouldn't work with my computer. I wasn't too torn up about it as there was an epic Stanley Cup final game 1 on TV yesterday, which, if you didn't know, the Canucks won with 18.5 seconds left in the 3rd period. I was kinda sad for the Bruins but happy for my Canadian boys. There are still a few more games, though. Anyways, enough about hockey (for now). Here's the long awaited chapter 6 of the story. I received a review from br04dw4ybaby saying that she was happy Blaine was transferring. My reply to that is, "Who says Blaine is transferring?" You will soon find the answer to that later. Now, onto the story!

Also, please review with any kind of prompt or idea for the story. I don't have anything written past chapter 7, so I really need inspiration. Please. I will send you virtual cookies. And cotton candy.

Disclaimer: Jeg eier ikke Glee eller sangen "You Belong With Me" av Taylor Swift. Også, jeg snakker ikke norsk, selv om jeg en dag vil bli enverdensberømt norsk curler. En dag. Jeg håper.

Chapter 6: You Belong With Me

Blaine chuckled as Kurt gasped and spun around like a ballerina. When Kurt realized who had put the hand on his shoulder, he immediately grabbed Blaine around the waist and hugged his boyfriend, holding him close.

"What are you doing here?" Kurt whispered into Blaine's ear.

"Just thought I'd watch my favourite diva audition for the solo of his high school career; a mash-up to perform for Nationals!" He beamed at Kurt. "Plus, I just figured he'd like to go out to dinner with me at Breadstix. Do you think he would care to join me?"

"Um, I mean, of course he'd love to go on a date with you. It's just...can it be somewhere other than Lima? I'd rather not deal with homophobic meat heads today. Kinda ruins the fun, you know? I haven't seen him in days, and I have a feeling he's plotting something," Kurt answered, stroking Blaine's hand.

"Oh, you don't need to worry about Karofsky," Santana interrupted. "We've taken care of him."

"Uh-oh, what did you do to him?" Blaine asked, uneasy. "Nothing illegal, I hope."

Puck laughed. "Not this time, I'm afraid. He moved to Tennessee with his aunt. Doesn't wanna seem like such a hypocrite, I suppose, and I think he's embarrassed about being 'a unicorn'." Everyone in the room laughed with Puck.

"Okay, so that seems to be settled," Mercedes announced, winking at Blaine and Kurt. "White boy, whatcha gonna do?" She looked at Kurt as she said this.

"What's the occasion, may I ask?" Kurt sweetly inquired.

"Can't I take my love out to dinner without a reason?" Blaine pouted, adding puppy-dog eyes for effect.

"Get a room, guys!" Quinn yelled, pretending to be irritated. All of the New Directions giggled at the suggestion.

Kurt smiled, and Blaine felt his heart melt. "I would love for you to come," he whispered into the countertenor's ear.

"Well, I would love to join you," Kurt murmured back, and the two embraced again.

Kurt was ready and waiting as Blaine's car pulled into the driveway. He had said goodbye to Blaine after Glee club was over so they could both change into date night clothes. They both knew they were breaking tradition by going out to dinner, but Kurt was fine with it, and of course Blaine was too, as he was the one who suggested their date in the first place. The only places they had really gone on official dates to were the theater and the Lima Bean. Sure, they had gone to Breadstix before, but only as friends. This was different, though, and Kurt knew they'd have a wonderful time together.

After arriving at his house, Kurt rushed to his closet to pick out the perfect outfit. He wanted something casual but cool, with a little bit of edge. Kurt finally decided on a pair of red skinny jeans and a black vest over a white T-shirt. For a finishing touch, he completed the look with a black fedora and a pair of black boots with a slight heel. He thought the outfit looked cute but effortless.

The doorbell rang, and Kurt answered it eagerly. His jaw almost dropped when he saw his boyfriend at the door. Blaine was dressed in a blue sweater and a pair of grey skinny jeans that looked painted on. He wore a black pair of Chuck Taylors on his feet. He looks hot, Kurt thought, fantasizing about what was under those super skinnies. He smiled at Blaine.

"Hey there, beautiful," Blaine said, pulling Kurt in for a hug.

Kurt wanted to say something witty in reply, but all he could manage was to squeak, "Hi!" and hug the angel in front of him. He breathed in through his nose, taking in Blaine's scrumptious smell. Blaine smelled like musk, vanilla, and a third scent Kurt couldn't quite place. He assumed that it was Blaine's own unique smell. Whatever it was, Blaine smelled heavenly.

"Mmm, you smell delicious," Kurt informed Blaine, speaking into his boyfriend's neck.

"You look delicious," Blaine replied, causing Kurt to giggle like a schoolgirl. Suddenly, the countertenor felt a hand lift his chin up and saw Blaine leaning in for a kiss, which Kurt happily supplied.

"Are you ready to go?" Blaine asked, pulling away from Kurt's lips.

"Of course I am. Let's go!" Kurt exclaimed, grabbing Blaine's hand and walking towards the car.

As they drove towards the restaurant, a song came on the radio, and Kurt's ears perked up as he recognized the tune and started to sing:

You're on the phone with your girlfriend; she's upset

She's going on about something that you said

'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do

Blaine entered in with the next verse:

I'm in my room, it's a typical Tuesday night

I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like

And she'll never know your story like I do

Blaine turned down the volume and looked at Kurt. "Kinda like how we started out, eh? Me being an idiot and not realizing you were right in front of me. But we've made it through, and now it's at the romance bit now. Actually, I think we're kinda like Love Story too, with the whole 'forbidden love' part."

Kurt blushed. "Something like that," he said. "Only now you're going out with the cheerleader, and as for Love Story, we're not gonna kill ourselves. Right?" He shot a look at Blaine.

"Of course not! I'd miss you too much! Besides," Blaine continued, "the only reason I'd kill myself is if you weren't here."

Kurt stroked the back of Blaine's hand. "Sweetheart, I'd never want you to end your life, even for me. You have too much to offer this world to end it with one stupid decision. You're such an amazing person, and I wouldn't ever want you to go away."

Blaine looked lovingly at his boyfriend. "You always know exactly what to say."

Kurt snorted. "Hardly. In fact, I've only really figured out what to say since I've met you. You seem to bring out the voice in me."

"I love you, babe," Blaine purred.

Kurt smiled. "I love you too," he replied. "Now, dear, focus on the road before you get us into an accident."

"Sure thing," Blaine replied, and they remained silent, holding hands, until they reached the restaurant.

Kurt had agreed to go to Breadstix after he had learned about Karofsky's shame. The couple waited for a few minutes before being seated in a small booth near the back of the restaurant. The waitress took their drink orders and handed them their menus. Kurt munched on bread sticks as Blaine spoke.

"You can order anything you want. My treat," he explained.

Kurt was worried. They usually went halfsies on dates, with Kurt paying for the tickets and Blaine paying for snacks and gas. This was highly unusual for Blaine. Why is Blaine being so generous? Kurt wondered. Does he have bad news? Is he going to break up with me?

He sighed. "Blaine, can you please tell me why you're being so damn nice? I don't get it. What's the big news? Did someone die? Are you-" Kurt paused, "-breaking up with me?"

Blaine laughed, "No, don't be silly. I will never break up with you. Nothing bad happened. In fact, this is a celebration."

Kurt was confused, so he asked, "What are we celebrating?"

"Us." Blaine leaned closer, and Kurt's heart almost stopped.

"Dammit, did I forget an anniversary?" Kurt inquired, trying to calculate in his head.

"No, but this will become one soon. It's the start of a new life for us. Together." He paused. "I do have some news, though. I'm moving-"

"What?" Kurt nearly shouted at Blaine. "I though you said it wasn't bad."

"Let me finish, Kurt," Blaine explained calmly. "I'm moving...to McKinley."

A/N: Okay, so maybe br04dw4ybaby was right...but I just had to put it in there! I hope you enjoyed this installment, and, again, please review+recommend to any of your fellow Klainebows.

Klisses!

KitCatKat