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This chapter, like the last one pushes the T limit, but you can kind of see it coming, so if you don't want to read it - it's just there, you can skip it if you want you won't miss out on anything really relevant to the story. I had a lot of fun writing this chapter so I hope you guys enjoy reading it. I giggled a lot while writing it. :) Anyhow, enough of reading about me - enjoy!

.Chapter 9.

Kurt woke up the next morning still snuggled in Blaine's arms. He assessed their state of dress and the events from last night came pouring in. Kurt couldn't help but smile. His smile faded when he remembered his grandmother had called twice and he ignored the call he reached over and grabbed his phone, earning himself a groan from Blaine who only snuggled him closer.

Kurt looked at his phone and was amazed. He has 54 missed calls, 16 text messages and 4 voicemails.

He flipped through the missed calls – all of them were his grandmother, his father, and the final few were Joe which he assumed was his Grandmother assuming he wouldn't answer for her. The text messages were surprisingly from his grandmother and father as well.

Kurt, please answer your phone it's urgent – Grandmother
Kurt, is everything okay? Please answer – Grandmother
Kurt. Answer your phone. – Dad.

The messages continued until he looked at the last one from his grandmother, I guess you are just ignoring us your phone was stolen or something. Check your e-mail and call me when you get it. – Grandmother

Kurt opened his e-mail application on his phone and checked his e-mail. Inside he found a blank text e-mail from his grandmother and just a video attachment. He clicked it, let it load and watched as the video started, wondering what it was about the video that had his grandmother and father in such an uproar.

It opened to a news broadcaster montage, "In other news, Prince Kurt Hummel was seen in a passionate embrace of his boyfriend former prince Blaine Anderson, the two asked for privacy, but how can we when they do this in such a public place" Said the first news anchor, and four others followed it. Each stating in their own way that they were too hot to not be in the news, and one even mentioned their declaration of love before the passionate make-out.

Blaine woke up groggily and looked at Kurt's face glued to his iPhone where a video was paused at the end. "Good Morning. Everything okay?" he asked.

"Someone filmed our kiss last night in the park and it's all over the news." Kurt said still staring at his phone.

"Is that why your grandmother called last night?" Blaine asked. Kurt nodded. "Well, we weren't private about our relationship, and whoever filmed it went through a lot of trouble to find us. I made sure that not only the restaurant was clear and secure but the park as well. No one else should have been in the park while we were there. Personally, I'm flattered that they care so much about us because we are such a hot couple that they would go through all that trouble to find us. Now that they did, we sue their asses and maybe we will get some peace." Blaine said.

Kurt looked at him in awe and placed a kiss on his lips, "You are always able to turn a situation that looks so bad, and turn it into something so good."

"It's a gift. Also, I've been around situations like this a lot more than you. No offence."

"None taken, but I think I better call my grandmother. She thinks I'm dead." He said already dialing.

The phone rang once before his grandmother picked up, "Prince Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, you better have a good reason for not answering your phone last night."

"Sorry grandmother, I had a long day and as soon as I came back from my bed I put my phone on silent and went to sleep."

"I see. Now, do you have anything to say for yourself?" his grandmother asked.

"Grandmother, I've already told the press that I am in a relationship with him. I have nothing to hide. Blaine went through all the security measures for our date, and whoever found us went through great lengths to find us. If anything I am flattered that they want to know so much about us that they essentially stalked us to find us. However, because the park was secured for just us, just find out whoever did it, threaten to sue, they get fired and then the press leaves us alone out of fear for a few months. They can get all their pictures next month at the ball."

There was silence at the other end of the phone from his grandmother in shock, "Oh, alright. I was not mad, more concerned about how you would take the news of a video of a private moment being sent throughout the United States."

"It's nothing they haven't seen before. I kissed Blaine at the press conference, so now they have a live film shot of it. Oh well." Kurt said with a shrug.

"Alright, I'll leave you be. Have a good day."

"You too grandmother. Goodbye."

Kurt sighed. His grandmother seemed pissed at first, but now she was okay. "Thank you for telling me that before I called her" Kurt said to Blaine. "She asked me to explain myself, and if you hadn't of said that, my ass would have been reamed out."

Blaine laughed. "Glad I could be of service. Now, what plans do you have for today?" he asked.

"Nothing. Why?"

"Well, I know it is short notice, but the Warblers are holding their annual Halloween party tonight. Usually it's on Halloween, but usually everyone gets trashed and it is easier for us to recover on Halloween itself than during school on Monday. So what do you say, want to go with me?"

"Well at least now I can wear my Halloween costume somewhere." Kurt said with a wink.

"Oh yeah? What are you going to be?" Blaine asked with earnest interest.

"You'll have to wait and find out."

The boys left and got ready for the day and night. The party was at 8, but Kurt decided that he was actually going to drink that night, and he didn't want to do homework with a hangover, so he did that during the course of the morning. He also called his father and told him the same thing he had told his grandmother essentially.

It was 4 when Kurt had finished his homework, and went on Facebook for the first time in two weeks to see he had 100+ notifications. He didn't even read any of them. He had 437 friend requests when he decided to skim through them, accepting some of the names he recognized from his classes at Dalton, blocked Dave Karofsky, after his little note to be friends said "I always knew there reason why I always called you princess, seems like they gave you the wrong title"; 'He's just jealous' thought Kurt.

He declined the rest of the friend requests before changing his privacy settings so no one could find him. He went through his friends list really quick and deleted Jacob Ben Israel and a few others so nothing he says could get out to the press – he was a teenage boy and was allowed to have a Facebook just like all of his other friends.

He changed his profile picture to the photograph that was snapped along with the video of the night before of him and his boyfriend kissing, he quite liked it. He had already admitted to the relationship, why not show it off a bit? He then changed his status.

Kurt Hummel: Congrats. If you are reading this, I consider you a person who won't manipulate me and use anything I post on here against me. Super excited for the Halloween Party tonight!

He didn't wait for comments or likes. His true friends knew his number and could text him outside of the big events happening if they wanted to talk. From now on, he was mostly going to ignore his Facebook.

Kurt showered and proceeded to get ready while listening to Lady Gaga and dancing around his room. He was a little nervous that his costume was too…sexy? Part of him was also scared if anything from the party got leaked out. In the end he didn't care, he liked it.

It was 8:00 when there was a knock at his door. He opened it to reveal Blaine standing there dressed as Harry Potter. He should have figured. He looked almost exactly like him to begin with. Except, he had never seen Harry Potter with his jaw on the ground and drool coming out the side, and then Kurt remembered what he was wearing.

Kurt was dressed as a police officer; however, he was not male. He decided to forgo the pants and went for a short tight dark blue skirt with his porcelain skin tone leggings instead of shaving his legs, 'It never grows back right' he thought. His top was tight, and pulled around him, showing off his lean frame, with the top few buttons undone showing off his bare chest. He had the badge with his name, and atop his head was his hat surprisingly. Attached to both sides of his hips to the loops in the skirt were pairs of hand cuffs, and Blaine could see that the keys were on a necklace around his neck. The topper on all of this was Kurt's shoes. He was wearing four inch high black stilettos showing off the muscles in his legs. Blaine was glad that he had on a robe, because he was sure that he had a massive bulge showing in his pants right now.

"I'm guessing from the look on your face that you like my costume?" Kurt asked with a small smirk.

Blaine entered the room and kissed Kurt soundly, being sure to grind slightly into Kurt's thigh to show him how he really thought of Kurt's costume. "Does that answer your question?"

Kurt laughed. "Who would have guessed that you have a fetish for stilettos?"

"I didn't know, but for some reason now I can't get the thought of you in ladies underwear out of my head."

Kurt laughed and leaned in to Blaine's ear and whispered, "When did you get x-ray vision?" and licked his earlobe before leaning back walking towards the door sexily. Blaine groaned loudly, when Kurt from the hall said, "You coming?" and Blaine was forced to move and follow. Kurt was going to be the death of him.

When they entered the Warblers practice room five minutes later, the party was in full swing, despite it just being started. All of the Warblers did a double take, and then their jaws dropped similarly to Blaine minus the drool. Kurt could see that many of the Warblers had invited their girlfriends, and probably assumed that he was one as well until they saw Blaine.

Kurt walked into the room like he owned it, and over to the makeshift bar that had been set up, before taking a shot of tequila. Blaine had followed before taking his own shot, shuddering at the taste. Kurt leaned in again before saying, "You know what they say about tequila." And Blaine looked confused. Kurt took another shot and leaned back it. "It makes your clothes fall off."

It took all of the self restraint that Blaine had to not grab Kurt and take him right then and there. Blaine took another shot before taking a cup of the mixed drink that always managed to make him drunk in two cups. With the tequila already in his system, he was going to be plastered after one.

Kurt had walked away to go and socialize on his own for a while, allowing Blaine time to control his problem. They found each other on the dance floor an hour and a half later. Kurt was clearly intoxicated, swaying dangerously on his heels. Blaine held onto him for fear of him falling, when Kurt started grinding against him. If Kurt kept this up, his erection from earlier that was still there would be gone and in his pants in a matter of minutes. "Kurt," Blaine moaned in his ear over the music, "if you don't stop this soon I'm going to have a mess in my pants."

"Well, I guess we'll have to take care of that won't we?" Kurt said grabbing his hand and pulling him from the room. Kurt led Blaine to the men's restroom where he pulled the two of them into a stall and after closing and locking the door behind him started to ravish Blaine. Kurt was quickly on his knees and unbuttoning Blaine's pants, and before Blaine even knew what was happening, he felt something warm and wet engulf him. He didn't last long after that, and Kurt swallowed every drop. After securing him back in his pants he got up and kissed him before walking back to the party. Yep, Kurt was going to kill him.

Before the bathroom, Blaine was drunk, but now he felt stone cold sober, and went back to drinking. Kurt and Blaine continued their dancing on the dance floor to hoots and whistles from the other Warblers. It was 1:30am when Kurt decided that he could no longer stand in his heels, outlasting many of the girls in the room, and after swaying dangerously decided to call it a night. Most of the other Warblers had left anyhow. Kurt leaned against the wall for a minute to regain his balance when Blaine came out of nowhere and scooped Kurt up in his arms and carried him up to his room.

Blaine placed him on his bed, and began to ravish him, intent on returning the favor given to him earlier in the evening. Blaine removed all the parts of his costume except his skirt, which he took off last. Removing the skirt left Kurt in a pair of black lace bikini briefs, the tip of his erection slowly seeking its way out the top of the underwear. Blaine bit back a groan and removed them before impaling his mouth upon Kurt. The moans and screams that Kurt emitted was enough to get Blaine hard again, but the problem was fixed when Kurt half screamed and half moaned his name when his orgasm hit. Blaine had gotten off just on the sound of Kurt's voice. For the third time that night he said it, Kurt was going to kill him.

Blaine grabbed two pairs of sweatpants for the two boys, Blaine dressing Kurt before tucking him into bed, and then cleaning up himself and going to bed, curling into Kurt.

The following few weeks seemed to fly. With Regionals being after Christmas break, they had a while until they actually had to decide on songs for it, so Wes who was stressed about the impending midterms that decided to take it easy on Warblers practice. Kurt was happy for this, it gave him more time to go home, and meet with his grandmother who was planning his ball which was a week away.

The previous weekend, Kurt had gone home and hand delivered all of the invitations to his friends from New Directions at a small get together at his house. They had all gotten excited, the girls wanted to go shopping with Kurt. His grandmother had arranged for limos to take them to and from the party after picking them up at McKinley High. One of them was even handicap accessible for Artie. That Monday he had done the same thing at school, handing out his invitations to the Warblers in the middle of rehearsal. He had felt weird, but they asked more questions that his friends back home. Needless to say no work was done in regards to singing in the full hour and a half. His grandmother had arranged for two limos to take them as well, to and from Dalton to the hotel where it was being held.

Kurt was currently sitting in a designers store with all the New Directions girls, his grandmother and Blaine. All the boys had been measured and their tuxes were being given to them as a gift from Kurt's grandmother as a thank you for remaining friends with him/making friends with him. The girls were getting designer dresses as well custom made. Kurt and his grandmother made decisions on each of the girls dresses, and Blaine was just there because Kurt was.

Thanksgiving was a small affair at the Hummel household, Burt had started dating Carol so Burt, Carole, Finn, Kurt and Blaine were all gathered around the table. Most of the discussion was on the party the next day. Burt and Carole were pestering him asking him questions and mostly wondering if he was going to take the crown, which he wouldn't answer.

Kurt had asked if Blaine wanted to stay and ride with New Directions to the party, but he had insisted that because he was counted with the Warblers, it would mess with the limo arrangements, so he went back to Dalton.

The next day Friday, the day of the actual ball, Kurt joined the ladies in hair and nails after Joe had picked him up early in the morning. After hair and nails, he went back to his grandmothers pent house suite to get ready for the evening, while the girls got their make-up done. Inside the suite he found his official prince outfit which he had never seen nor worn before. He looked like prince charming right out of Cinderella, except his pants were dark blue and not red. No one besides Blaine or his grandmother knew if he was or was not going to be king, and he had almost given in and told Burt and Carole last night, but he wanted it to be a surprise.

Kurt started to pace the floor, secretly wishing that Blaine was here to calm him down. "If you keep that up, there will be no more carpet under you" said a voice behind him. He turned around to see Blaine standing there, looking dapper as ever. He was in a midnight blue it was almost black tuxedo with a similar color shirt and just a white bow tie and white shoes.

"Blaine!" he exclaimed as he ran to his boyfriend and kissing him soundly. "What are you doing here? I was just secretly hoping you were here."

Blaine laughed. "I knew you were probably nervous and decided to come up, but also because every Prince needs his escort. You ready to go?"

Kurt and Blaine linked arms as they headed out the door to the elevator. They stopped on the second floor so they could take the grand staircase down into the main room with their entrance. They stopped at the double doors that divided them from the party which he could hear through the door. Kurt nodded to the doorman who radioed a man inside to announce them. He heard a muffled announcement until the door opened and heard "Prince Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, and Blaine Everett Anderson." The room burst into applause as they descended the stairs still liked by the arm. Kurt and Blaine met Susan at the bottom of the stairs, and she led them to the podium.

"Good evening to you all. It is with great pride and pleasure for me to introduce for the first time officially into society, Prince Kurt Elizabeth Hummel." Susan said and the room burst into applause. Kurt stepped up onstage where immediately a small crown was placed upon his head. A slight blush crept up onto his cheeks before taking the podium himself.

"Good evening. As many of you know, I was unaware of my official title for the past seventeen years of my life. It is with good reason that my mother asked for me not to know, and I respect her reasons why. Living without my title has shown me what it is like to live like the common person. The kind where you aren't chauffeured around, have designers falling at your feet to design something for you, or cameras in your face every minute of the day. I know what it is like to make friends, to lose friends, to be admired, and to be hated. I also learned how to respect people in the same way, regardless of title." As he said this he looked over at Blaine. "I have been told that I am caring, loving, considerate and many other positive adjectives lately. I see myself wanting to do the good of the people. It is for these reasons, that tonight, I formally announce, that I will take the crown from my grandmother when the time comes."

The room burst into applause for the second time. The New Directions were jumping up and down and screaming, Rachel was hugging Mercedes, Burt had tears in his eyes, and Blaine just looked proud.

Kurt stepped away from the podium where Blaine caught him and led him to the dance floor to have the first official dance. Kurt was smiling and looking around, but Blaine could see that Kurt was deep in thought. After spending so much time with him during the past two months that it felt like twenty years, and he could read Kurt like an open book. "What are you thinking about?" Blaine asked.

Kurt moved his head to look at him, still keeping rhythm with the music, "How can you tell?"

"Your eyes are glazed over, and you wouldn't be able to tell me the name of the song we are dancing to if you tried."

Kurt smiled. "You know me too well. I guess I'm just nervous. Not only do I have to train for the next six months to take over, I also have to do school work, and Regionals, and maintain my relationship with you, because God knows I don't want to lose you. I love you too much."

Blaine smiled. "There's something else isn't there?"

"Can we talk about that in private?" Kurt asked.

The song ended as if on cue, and they walked out hand in hand to the beautiful garden attached to the ballroom. It was inside of a greenhouse so it wasn't snowing on them luckily, but they could see it. They sat down on the bench and Kurt took a deep breath, but was cut off by Blaine. "I'm going to take a stab in the dark here and assume that you are worried about having to get married after you are coronated correct?" Kurt nodded. "Kurt, I'm crazy about you. We have only been together two months but it feels like twenty years." Kurt felt like Blaine could read his mind, because that is exactly what he thought just a short while ago. "I can say with complete honesty that I did not sleep last night because I kept looking for you in my bed. I have pictured my future, and I see the two of us ruling Norway some day, with a couple of kids with your eyes running around with mops of hair on their heads." Kurt smiled at this. "What I am trying to say Kurt, is that I love you, and I want to love you forever if you would let me. If we were in a relationship longer, I would probably propose, but I'll do the next best thing." Blaine knelt down in front of him, "I promise this is not an engagement. I do want to marry you someday in the future Kurt, and I promise that I will if you allow me to, and if you say yes that I will. This is a token of my promise. I want to be with you forever because I love you Kurt. Will you accept me to be in your life forever?"

"Of course I want to marry you someday. Of course I accept!"

"You promise?"

"I promise"

Blaine sealed the deal with a chaste kiss on Kurt's lips before slipping the simple silver band on his finger. Inside it said "I promise you, forever".

Kurt loved it almost as much as he loved Blaine.

Together they walked back in hand and hand into the party, Kurt grinning from ear to ear.

Authors Note: This is kind of the end. Sorry guys.

I have one more chapter - it's more of an epilogue where it jumps through time a lot - I just changed the chapter a few days ago and made it 1000 times better than what it was, and I really can't wait for you guys to read it. So, review! :)