It was in the middle of May when the day finally arrived. The sun was shining, the sweet-smelling breeze lazily blowing through Ohio.
Back in Dublin, Mitch Icicle decided to hit the big mall in Columbus. Not because he needed outfits, but because he wanted to get away from his family.
In Lima, Kurt Hummel had grown even thinner. None of his clothes fit, so he hopped in his car and went downtown. A whole new wardrobe! Kurt was already exhausted by the time he entered the mall.
He walked to a nearby table in the food court and sank into a chair, his head in his hands, wanting to cry. The memories of shopping with Blaine blurred around him, and he saw brief flashes of them soar by. Blaine surprising him with a cupcake in Banana Republic, and then dropping it on an unfortunate pair of shorts. Blaine trying to seduce Jeremiah at the Gap. Kurt buying a Webkinz at Justice and hiding it in Blaine's bag for him to discover later.
He drummed his fingers on the table and sighed heavily. Sebastian, he thought, all of the hatred in the world contained in those three syllables. Sebastian. Why? Why? Why?
Mitch Icicle walked out of Pac Sun, carrying a bag full of checkered shirts and eying the pile of clothes with disgust.
He wanted to wear more stylish outfits, but apparently, this was how he dressed and if he wore anything else, people would yell at him. By 'people,' he meant his brother, Luke. Luke was always quick to correct him.
It was a Sunday and he was alone in the mall, as he'd shaken off Luke at church.
He was malcontent; it was as simple as that. He didn't fit in at the Icicle home, he pretended to love a blond cheerleader, who was apparently his girlfriend, and his brother was a creepy stalker. His Facebook page showed that he was a brat, yet Mitch didn't feel or think the same way the old Mitch had.
More than ever, he wanted to live his life before the accident, and assure himself that he was living the right life.
Mitch's stomach rumbled. He scanned the food court, but his eyes passed over the brightly lit stations and landed on a boy sitting alone at a table.
His face was buried in his hands and he was slumped over, looking utterly devastated. His shoulders shook and he kept tightening his fingers in his hair as if determined to rip it all out. He was thin and bony.
Mitch felt an odd emotion rush through him. Desire. Something was attracting him to the figure in the corner, like the two of them were magnets. He remembered his girlfriend's urgent and greedy smooches. Her declarations of love. Mitch felt absolutely nothing of the word. Now, as he looked at him, he felt the word on the tip of his tongue. Love.
Suddenly he wasn't Mitch. He wasn't anything right now.
Why? What was it about this boy? He cautiously stepped forward, then found himself running across the mall to him. Something made him want to take a closer look, and he felt an odd flush of excitement. He looked so familiar, like home.
Kurt lifted his head as rapid footsteps approached him.
He saw Mitch.
His eyes were as wide as saucers as he laid eyes on him. Could it be? Yes it could.
This was really happening. Blaine was here. Blaine was walking towards him. Blaine was alive.
Kurt screamed and threw himself out of the chair. He sprinted toward the boy, his arms outstretched, breathless with joy.
Mitch saw his face, and he suddenly remembered everything. Memories came flooding back as though from a malfunctioning sink. They were a little blurry, but they were enough.
I know you.
I know you.
I know you.
I love you.
He was Blaine Anderson. He was from Lima. He was hopelessly in love.
He flung the Pac Sun bag away and wrapped Kurt in his arms. It felt like home. They fell on the floor, Kurt gasping gasping with pure joy. He couldn't comprehend it. Blaine was here in his arms. Blaine wasn't dead. Onlookers smiled fondly and went back to their greasy pizza and lukewarm Coke.
Blaine started crying, crushing Kurt to his chest. They were together again. He knew that his Mitch life was out of place! He knew it, he knew it, he knew it...
"Blaine." Kurt wept, overcome with delight, happiness seeping through him like a sponge. "Blaine..."
Blaine sniffled and clutched Kurt tighter.
"Where were you?" Kurt bawled.
"I got hit by a car." Blaine explained, trembling with euphoria. "I lost my memory. The nurses said there might be a – a trigger – to get it – back – and – and now I remember –" he couldn't go on any more. "Kurt, I love you." he wailed. "I almost lost you forever!"
Kurt's face wore the emotion that could only be described as the L-word. "This is like some bad TV show. I love you too!" he sobbed, and the worries of the world tumbled off his shoulders.
The crippling depression melted and passion took its place, and Kurt's face was soaked with tears as he leaned up and kissed Blaine, and Blaine kissed him back.
The world around them went silent to their ears, and it was only them, together after such a time apart.
So Sebastian had ruined his life. So he'd tortured him and beaten him and mocked him. So Kurt had been kidnapped and his spirit destroyed. So he'd been hospitalized for weeks and was still trying to recover.
He had Blaine, and Blaine had him, and as long as they were together, nothing could change the fact that they loved each other, and that nothing could ever touch that passion.
He finally stopped bawling and let the stupid grin on his face remain as Blaine picked him up and swung him around. He laughed wildly and let his head rest against Blaine's shoulder.
Blaine was still crying. He couldn't believe that if Kurt hadn't been there, he would have never recovered his memory. But he had found him, and Blaine had too much love in him to even let any out. He simply let it fill him to the brim, and stared into Kurt's eyes, beaming.
Things were still fuzzy. There were gaps in his new memories, but images of himself and Kurt flashed across his mind and he knew enough.
There would be complications as Blaine would have to break away from Mitch's family. Kurt would have to recover completely from the horrifying Sebastian ordeal, and learn how to have fun again.
But for now, it could all wait. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and kissed him again, letting his overwhelming bliss rule the moment.
Kurt wiped his eyes, his face shining as he ran his fingers through Blaine's hair, gaping hungrily at him as though trying to memorize his face.
"I'm s-so glad I have you back." Blaine choked, and said something after that, but by now he was crying so hard that it was impossible to make out a single word he said.
Kurt let him weep into his shoulder and raised his head, and he smiled so hard that his lips cracked. Kurt didn't feel any pain at all, and he tingled with delight, feeling brighter than the sun.
"Don't let this be a dream!" Kurt pleaded and placed his lips on Blaine's trembling mouth. "Please don't let it be a dream, because it's too god to be true!"
Blaine pressed his lips against Kurt's and put his arms on his shoulders, swaying slowly. Kurt fingered Blaine's plaid half-shirt and tore it off. He removed his own scarf and wrapped it around Blaine's neck. "You're back." Kurt let another tear slip down his face and onto his top. "You're really back!" Kurt started sobbing again.
Blaine held Kurt's hand with both of his own. "I'm back." Blaine nodded earnestly. "I'm never going to leave you, Kurt."
"Never." Kurt echoed faintly. It was so much to process. He'd spent the last month beating himself up about Blaine's death, and now Blaine was back?
"I'm really happy right now." Blaine admitted, his voice cracking. "I – I don't remember everything, but I remember – I remember you – "
Kurt closed his eyes as he was kissed again and pretended to swoon. Blaine caught his waist and dipped him.
Kurt and Blaine fell into a booth, laughing and gasping and kissing, and Kurt finally felt like he'd gotten his happy ending.
A/N: Yay for almost end. Epilogue in two days :)
So, I started two new fanfictions. The first one is for people who like Glee and Harry Potter. Sebastian coincidentally gets his hands on one of Fred and George's love potions. He uses it on Blaine. What will happen? It's Klaine. Not SeBlaine.
And there's another just Glee one coming up where Sebastian joins the New Directions after On My Way.
Yes, most of my fanfics will be about Sebastian, Blaine, and Kurt. because that's how I roll.
Thoughts?