I hope everyone enjoyed part one of the wedding saga as much as I enjoyed writing it...not. That long ass chapter, oh my god. I know that I'm uploading so many chapters today, but ever since I got my laptop I'm just having way too much fun writing on it! Like I said before, this mini-series is going to include a lot of music. This chapter is shorter than the last, so it only has one song in it. The song "Colorblind" by Counting Crows is the song that plays while Kurt walks down the aisle (or at least, it inspired the scene when he walks down the aisle. It doesn't actually play in the fic). This song is actually very depressing and usually isn't played at weddings, however it just sounded too beautiful to not put in the story. Just imagine a cheesy romantic-comedy :)

"Mom, if I fall or trip down the aisle, I am taking you down with me," Blaine breathed nervously. He just couldn't seem to stand still. His knees wobbled slightly and he kept on twiddling his thumbs even with his mother on his arms. The only thing that could possibly calm him down now was Kurt's kisses. But he obviously wasn't going to be getting any of those at the moment.

Blaine and his mother stood in front of a dark blue curtain in a room that was supposed to lead out to the Hummel-Hudson backyard. Once the blue curtain in front of them would be swept back, that's when Blaine and his mother were supposed to walk out to the altar where Mercedes' mother, Deanna Jones, the rev of the wedding, would be waiting for them.

"Blaine, stop twitching," his mother said. "You know how I feel about twitching. It's making me nervous."

"I can't help it!" Blaine exclaimed. "I'm so nervous."

"Don't worry, sweetie," she smiled. "I'll be with you every step of the way. If you feel scared at all, just take a deep breath and look to me. I'm so proud of you, honey, and I promise everything is going to be fine."

"Thanks, mom," Blaine got out with a shaky breath. He straightened his tie one last time before the curtain was swept open by Carole and away they went.

Blaine's first impression of the backyard was simply wow. The New Directions really did an amazing job on decorating the place. The fairy lights hanging on the branches glowed bright yellow and blue, the white lawn chairs carefully arranged with one, long strip going down the middle. At the end of that strip stood Deanna Jones, holding a small book where she would read off of and dressed in white. She smiled at Blaine and gave him a reassuring nod even though he met her very briefly once at a musical rehearsal.

People sitting in the chairs started to turn around. The New Directions quietly gasped as Blaine came walking down, giving little waves and smiling wide. Wes, David, Nick and Jeff winked in his direction, mouthing words at him like "good luck!" The sight of his friends seemed to calm him down. He also spotted a few of Kurt's relatives as well as his own, and even when his dad smiled and nodded at him, Blaine's fears seemed to vanish. The large butterfly in his stomach died down as he stopped under the large oak tree where Deanna was waiting. He gave his mother a kiss on the cheek and pulled away to see her smiling wide, little tears on the verge of spilling down her cheeks.

"I love you Mom," he whispered only to her. "Thanks for everything."

"I love you too, honey," she whispered back, her voice cracking, "Have so much fun today."

She scurried off and took a seat nearest to Blaine, in the front row. Next to her was a seat reserved for Burt, where he would sit when he came out with Kurt.

Blaine took a deep breath and looked out into the audience, flushing slightly. Now, all he needed was his groom.

Back inside the kitchen, Kurt and Burt made their way to to the spot where Blaine and his mother had just been a couple minutes ago. They could hear the buzz of the people outside talking, and Kurt immediately knew that Blaine had already been here. He wondered if he'd been this nervous.

"Dad," Kurt said in an iffy voice, "I'm scared. Not a bad scared, like I ant to run away, but I'm just...I feel like my stomach is going to fall out."

"Listen to me, buddy," Burt put his hands on his son's shoulders. "You have nothing to be nervous about. Everyone you love is out there, and even if you fall on your face or mess up your vows, there's no one out there who's going to judge you. I am so proud of you, and I know I've told you that a lot today, but I seriously mean it. I know your mother would have been proud, too."

Kurt wanted to cry, not from sadness but because of the emotions gathered up in his stomach. This was real. This was actually happening. There was no turning back now.

"Thanks, dad," Kurt smiled up at him. His dad gave him a giant hug. Burt kissed his son on the forehead and grinned.

"I love you," he said.

"I love you too, dad."

"You ready to go?"

Kurt straightened himself and gulped. "Let's do this."

The curtain opened a few minutes later, and there was the backyard, sparkling and looking even better than Kurt had imagined it looking. Everyone turned in their seats and the girls of New Directions had to hold each other's hands to keep themselves from cheering out loud. They couldn't actually believe that their best friend was getting married to a sweet, good-looking, musical guy.

But Kurt wasn't looking at anyone in the audience. Not one person sitting in the white chairs. His eyes were locked on Blaine, and Blaine's eyes were locked on his. Kurt was lucky his dad was there to guide him or else he thought he might've stopped right there.

There was nothing that could break their strong gaze. Kurt thought Blaine looked handsomer and more charming than any hollywood actor with shiny fake teeth and plastic modified noses. And as for Blaine, well, he thought Kurt was just about the most gorgeous thing to ever walk the face of the earth.

They were both speechless. They had to hold back every ounce of strength to keep from running at each other down the white carpeted aisle and kiss until their faces fell off. All they could think was, I love you and I can't believe you're going to be my husband in these net few minutes.

It was like the rest of the world was a big blur and the only thing clear was each other. There was no way Kurt could hide the enormous smile starting to creep up on his mouth. Soon, there was one on Blaine's face, too. The walk to the tree seemed like an eternity.

When Burt dropped his son off at the aisle, he took one look at Blaine and saw the look on his face. He knew he made the right choice when he offered his son to Blaine- he knew that he'd always be there to protect his son's heart and make sure he was comfortable in his own skin. He gave Kurt one more hug before going over to sit next to Blaine's mother.

Kurt and Blaine still stared at each other with wide eyes, not believing that this was real. They couldn't believe that about ten minutes ago, they were kissing with their eyes closed, not knowing what they looked like. Blaine leaned right in next to Kurt's ear, his lips brushing the shell of it, and whispered so low that only he could hear.

"You are literally the most gorgeous person I've ever seen in my life."

When he pulled away, Kurt's face was as red as a tomato, and he sucked his lips in to try and hide his smile.

"Dearly beloved," Deanna's loud voice announced. which sounded like an older, more deeper version of Mercedes' voice. A huge smile was spread across her face, her lips lightly coated with lip gloss. Blaine now knew where Mercedes got her winning smile from.

"We are gathered here today to celebrate the matrimony of Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson. Now, I could go yapping on and on about how God brought these two young men together," she gave Kurt a funny look, "But we all obviously know that that isn't true. Am I right boys?"

The audience laughed, and Deanna continued. "We will now proceed to exchange vows. Kurt, honey, you can go first."

Kurt smiled shyly. He was fantastic when it came to public speaking, but this was different. He was going to talk about how much he loved Blaine in front of a small crowd. He cleared his throat and licked his lips before speaking.

"I swear I had a whole speech prepared, but I just forgot everything I wrote down, so please bear with me," Kurt told the audience, and they all laughed.

"Blaine," Kurt began, looking straight into his eyes and holding his hands. "If you told me three years ago that I would be getting married on this very day, I'd laugh and tell you no way in hell that was happening. Blaine, I know that I haven't even been your boyfriend for a full fledged year, and I know a lot of people at our school think things are moving to quickly between us. And maybe things did move rapidly for us, but it doesn't matter. That just proves how close we got and how quickly someone can get attached in such a short amount of time. All throughout my life, I've been bullied countless times and I've gotten used to the idea that I'd be alone a lot. But ever since meeting you, I've realized that I can be happy and that I can find peace with myself. Thank you for always being there for me and loving me despite my many flaws. Thank you for spying on me that day in the music room, because without that, we probably would just have walked by each other in the hallways again like we've been doing for so long. I love you, and I can't wait to spend the rest of forever with you."

Blaine was trying his best to hold back his tears. This is what love was supposed to be like.

"Now Blaine may exchange his vows at this time," Deanna said.

Blaine tried to speak, but his voice cracked the minute he opened his mouth. Kurt giggled and flashed his small teeth as Blaine tried again.

"When you asked me to join the musical," Blaine spoke to Kurt and only to Kurt at this point. "I was so hesitant to try it at first. I'd never really done anything other than strum notes on my guitar in my room. So when I accepted, I didn't know what I was getting into. Spending time with you, Kurt, getting to know you while you helped with with my lines and my songs, that was the best part of the whole musical experience for me. I don't know how I managed to go this long without you by my side, and thanks to you, I'm more open with myself as well as others. I've been introduced to so many great people and I've tried new things all because of you. I love everything about you. You were, still are, and always will be my first love. I'm also glad that I spied on you that day, and I'm so happy that you invited me into your world. You make me feel better than anything. Better than performing, better than writing music and better than getting my hair washed at the hair salon."

People laughed and Blaine continued.

"I promise that I'll be here for as long as you want me. I love you, so let's make this official."

The thin streams of tears flowed down Kurt's ivory cheeks freely now. His vision was starting to get blurred, so he blinked them away in order to see his fiance's wonderful face again.

Deanna spoke, so moved by Blaine's words that she almost has to wipe some tears of her own. "Blaine, please repeat after me."

She pulled Blaine's grandfather's ring out of her pocket and gave it to Blaine, who took Kurt's hand and positioned it on his slim finger. Kurt stared at how pretty and dazzling the little piece of metal.

Blaine repeated the words that Deanna spoke with ease. "I, Blaine Anderson, do solemnly swear to take Kurt Hummel as my lawfully wedded husband, to love, to hold, and to cherish him in sickness and in health till death do us apart."

Deanna handed Kurt a ring from her other pocket. Carole and Kurt had gone shopping a few days earlier and found a Kurt said the same mini-speech as Blaine did right after, his voice thick from happy tears. "I, Kurt Hummel, do solemnly swear to take Blaine Anderson as my lawfully wedded husband, to love, to hold, and to cherish him in sickness in health till death do us apart."

"By the power vested in me," Deanna started, and everyone moved to the edge of their seats because they knew what was coming next, "I know pronounce you, husband and husband."

The audience broke out into an enormous applause way before the boys had even reached for each other. With both hands, Blaine gently took Kurt's smiling face in his hands while Kurt wrapped his arms around his husbands neck. They pressed their lips together and the world was gone.

Kisses were shared often between Kurt and Blaine. But this kiss...this was better than their first kiss. Better than the kisses during their first time. Better than the kiss shared a while ago in the kitchen. The cheering from their loved ones was silent in their minds, and the only thing that was important was their flesh moving against each others. They could honestly get drunk and intoxicated like this. When they separated, their eyes opened very slowly, and then they kissed again. Again. Once more.

The final kiss was broken off with a light smack, and Kurt and Blaine untangled themselves from each other. Kurt turned to Deanna and gave her a huge hug.

"Thank you, Deanna," his happy tears were soaking her white dress.

"My pleasure, honey," she smiled. Blaine reached for her hand and gave it a firm shake.

"Thanks, Mrs. Jones," Blaine said politely.

"Call me Deanna," she smiled. "And any time, sweetie. Congratulations!"

The couple smiled at each other and linked hands, walking out from under the large, lighten up tree and walking closer to the audience.

"ALRIGHT!" Puck's voice boomed from one of the chairs. "LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!"

The night had only just begun for everyone.