AUTORS NOTES: Really enjoyed writing this, even though I kept postponing the writing. It isn't as big as I wanted, but I'm happy with it.

It is earlier than I wanted, but also just in time, this is the last chapter. I wanted it to end here for so many reasons and I hope by doing it this way I made a beautiful ending.

I don't own Glee or the characters. How much I'd like to, I don't.

One last thing: I hope you enjoy this chapter :)

Blaine stood by his door, looking at her car driving away towards the sunrise. This was it, it was official, he was free. His mask fell off, now it is time to discover everything. Who he is, what he wants. Kurt is the answer to everything, or at least parts of the answers.

Life was open now. He could be who he really was, and not was he pretended to be for so long. The lump of missing something was gone, as was she.

She was off to her new life, a new town, a new house, new friends.

So was he. Off to a new start, with Kurt.

He hasn't spoken with him a lot lately, though. Blaine wanted everything to be handled with and start something fresh, something new, without dealing with the past on the way.

Someday has come, a time for happiness, freedom and love.

A time with Kurt.

Smiling about the thought of him, he grabbed his key's. Without even thinking about his actions, he drove off to his house. His body was focused on the road, but his mind was all with Kurt. His body has gone into auto-pilot, giving his mind a chance to think of Kurt.

Softly knocking on his door, still with that smile on his face, he came back to reality. He was here, by his door, waiting for him to come out and start a new future with him.

Before he could think further about it, the door opened and a half-awake, messy haired, sloppy dressed Kurt stood there with surprise in his eyes.

It was quite for a while, but Blaine broke the silence.

"It's pretty cold out here. Can I come in, please?"

Kurt started smiling and nodded to him, inviting him in his house.

Everything was organized, with beautiful pictures of dancers on the walls.

Just before Kurt wanted to ask him why he was here, Blaine interrupted:

"I don't want to talk a lot. It is official. She is gone, and has gone further with her life. I want to do that too. Go on, with you.

I know there is no music, but would you take this dance with me?"

Kurt smiled, ran over to Blaine, and took him in his arms. Yes, this is where they both belonged. In each other's arms.

They danced. Danced like never before. The world truly disappeared. It was all them that was over. Nothing mattered. And nothing could have stopped them. Both were free souls, finding love, peace and each other. Their hearts melted as one, beat as one.

Swaying on no music at all, Kurt removed his head from Blaine's shoulder. He looked into his eyes, smiling.

Both of them were smiling while their lips drew closer and closer. This time with nothing to stop them. No guilt. No questions.

Their lips touched. They kissed like they danced, simultaneously. Moving their lips peacefully, relaxed, at their own pace. No one was there to rush them.

Blaine started sucking on Kurt's lip, gently, not rushed, but passionate. The butterflies in his stomach changed into firework, exploding everywhere. Nothing like he has ever felt was close to this feeling. Every inch of his body was bursting, going everywhere. This kiss was all that held him together. It felt as if he parted, he would explode.

Their tongues danced. The world wasn't there. It was their bodies, being close as possible, and their feelings.

As they went apart, their eyes met again. Disbelief was written all over them.

A shy smile and blushing was all they could. Still, after only one look in their eyes, they kissed again and again and again. Never parting and still dancing.

Words weren't spoken. It wasn't necessary. Both men knew what they wanted. That was all that mattered to them.

They could have danced all night.

And they did.

THE END