Theres A Bit Of Chocolate On My Finger...And I'm Saving It For Later. Just So You Know.

Chapter Seven

'Waking Up In Vegas'

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The End Of Day Three

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Blaine was looking really pale, and Kurt Hummel did not like the look of it one little bit.

Was it the jet-lag?
The sickness?
Something he ate?
Had Blaine even been eating?

Kurt continued to watch the older boy as he watched the television, unknowing to the thoughts running through the pained boys mind.

I asked him. He said no. I really just want to enjoy the time that I have left. It's not like I can force him to marry me.

When Kurt spoke up.

"Blaine, are you feeling okay?" Blaine turned at met eyes with the younger boy, his face plastered with concern.

Nod.

"You look really pale, are you sure?" Kurt wasn't going to give this up.

Blaine looked down at his hand, which also was pale. The pair sat on the couch and stared at Blaine's hand, as it drained of it's natural color, and became more and more transparent.

Blaine turned his gaze quickly to the balcony door, where the sun was starting to set and the night sky was taking over.

Tears filled Blaine's eyes, as he took both of Kurt's hands in his, and sent him a weak smile.

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Blaine, what's wrong?"

Blaine couldn't explain. And now he was never going to be with Kurt again.

Blaine attached his lips to Kurt's, and kissed him like there was no tomorrow.

Because for Blaine. This was too much of a reality.

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Elizabeth stood up from where she watched the pair.

She was so proud of Blaine. He really had gotten so close.

Now it was time for her to lend Blaine a hand. After all, she was Blaine's guardian angel.

And she set off to pay her friend Hermonious a visit.

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"Blaine, you look like you're - you're fading away?" Kurt sobbed, as Blaine held tight onto Kurt, never wanting to let go.

Blaine couldn't stop the tears, he was grateful for the time he got to spend with Kurt. And the special moments they had shared. And Blaine's life flashed before his eyes once more, this was it.

There was birthdays, and grandparents, and family and friends.
Toys and experiences, but some stuck out more than others.

A boy tapping on his shoulder on a staircase.

Running down an empty corridor holding hands.

Singing.

And a breath-taking first kiss.

His memories of his first and only true love, triumphantly over shadowing his entire life's achievements.

Because in his eyes, winning Kurt's heart was his biggest achievement. (AN: *sobs*)

Blaine opened his eyes and expected to see the white room again.

But he was still on the couch with Kurt, still loosing color, and still crying their eyes out.

"Blaine, don't leave me, you can't die. How will you get to marry me then huh? Blaine, marry me."

There was a flash of white light and a loud boom, and he felt himself get sucked from the room, and dropped once more onto the floor.

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"Blaine?" Kurt croaked out, desperate for any sort of reply.

"Yeah?" Blaine replied.

Holy Shit! I can talk again! Blaine thought as he sat up, ram-rod straight and pried open his eyes.

He wasn't in the white room, but he also wasn't in Vegas still. But Kurt was still holding his hand. His warmth radiating through his deathly cold skin.

"Blaine, did you just talk?"

"Yes, yes I did babe, and boy am I glad I can talk." Blaine took advantage of his returned skill, and faced Kurt. "And I love you, I love you, I love you!" Blaine told Kurt, as he held the sides of his beautiful face, and smiled the biggest most goofiest grin.

Kurt smiled fondly at Blaine and simply said "You have a lot of explaining to do, Mr."

And Blaine told him everything, only stopping to catch his breath and check that Kurt was still with him. He had considered that Kurt might not believe him, but given their current situation, he felt sure Kurt would understand.

When he finished his tale, he took a deep breath, and then there was silence.

Kurt was in deep thought, he didn't look like he didn't believe Blaine, but he looked like he wasn't sure what to do now.

"Kurt, are you okay?"

"Yeah, Uhm, just-" Kurt wanted to be very careful about how to word this, he believed every word Blaine had said, but he did not believe that what had happened was in fact possible, and that perhaps, by not believing, like tinker bell and her magic, he would loose Blaine again.

And he couldn't do that again. Never.

"What do we do now? Are we both dead? Or do we get married now?" Kurt whispered, afraid of what might happen if he spoke too loudly.

Blaine went to answer, when an angelic voice softly spoke first.

"Blaine, you must take Ku-Kurt to Hermonious, so you can marry, and I can regain my soul."

"Elizabeth?" Blaine murmured.

"Eliza-Mom?" Kurt sobbed, although he could hear his mothers voice, a voice that even after all of these years he still knew belonged to his beautiful mother, he could not see her anywhere.

"Blaine, once you marry, I can get my soul, which I traded for more time, but if you don't, then I too can not see my beautiful Kurt, hurry child. I shall see you again soon."

"Mom" Kurt breathed, as Blaine turned to him a pulled him to his feet, pulling out a small folded piece of paper from his pocket whilst doing do.

"Let's go babe, the sooner we do this, the sooner she gets her soul back," Blaine told Kurt, as he lead the way to Hermonious'.

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Hermonious did not dilly-dally, when the boys arrived. After all he did fore-see their return, and he conjured up another drink, to return the boys to earth.

Elizabeth all the while watched from afar, as her son and his love, ran to the altar.

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As Kurt and Blaine entered the only 'gay marriage approved' Chapel open this late, and booked their ceremony, Blaine allowed Kurt to choose all of the arrangements he pleased. Blaine knew this wasn't what Kurt deserved as a wedding. But he knew Kurt could work with what he had.

"Kurt, darling, I know this is not what you had in mind as your wedding day, and I'm not sure if I'm even the one you're supposed to-" Kurt cut Blaine off.

"Oh shut up you, of course you're meant to be my husband-"

"Awww, thanks, but anyways. Back to the point. I swear to 'the grilled cheezus' that in one years time, I will give you the proper wedding with all the extravagant decor and fine dining, that I know you want and deserve. With your friends and family, a real celebration of love."

Kurt's eyes began to well up with tears, "Oh Blaine, you really are too perfect, now come on, let's get married, love."

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Elizabeth sat up in heaven with Hermonious, dabbing her eyes with a tissue as her son said his vowels.

Kurt really had grown up since she last saw him, and she was so proud of all of that Kurt had achieved.

And Blaine was so perfect for her son, the adoration in his eyes as he confessed his undying love to Kurt, and as he promised to love and care for him forever.

She knew that Kurt really was going to be safe from now on.

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*Sob sob sob* But It's Not Over Yet...The Wrath They Call Burt Hummel Is Yet To RAGEEEEE!

xxxxxx

Jaydee