Word count: 4,179

Chapter notes: How damn good was saturday night glee-ver? loving the Klaine scenes very much so indeed! Thank you so much for reading and reviewing my story, it really does make my day. This chapter is the longest one yet an di am quite proud of myself. Thank you again to all my wonderful supporters. You are truly amazing! Enjoy! :D

When I received the email, I was over the moon. I was more than that. I felt like I could have something awful happen to me and I would still be happy.

Someone was interested. In my apartment! I was so excited. I could finally get on with my plans. The woman interested was in her mid forties looking for somewhere she could settle down, but she still wanted to be in the city because that's where her children were living, both attending college here.

I could finally get on with my life. I had to tell Blaine!

I dialled his number and pressed the call button. I waited for a minute, but he didn't pick up. That's weird, I thought, he always picks up his phone. So I tried again. He didn't pick up, again. I started to worry. What if something had happened to him? Was he hurt? No, I mustn't think that way; if I did I would only get upset.

I decided I would wait a while to see if he rang me back. I thought I would to preoccupy myself my baking something. I pulled out my mothers' cookery book, one of the only things I have left of her. I treasured this book; I use a recipe from it when I have the time.

I turned to look out of the window. Seeing a rainbow, I walked towards it and stood, looking out into the sky.

The sky was beginning to clear from earlier today's rain and the sun was beginning to shine through the clouds, creating a beautiful arch of colour that stretched across the sky, brightening up the world a little but more. I had always found rainbows beautiful, and I know what you're thinking; that it's because I'm 100% gay. I know that a rainbow is a natural thing, but I had always told my mother that when there was a rainbow, god was happy. That was when I believed in god, when he took mom away from me, I lost my religion. I didn't want to think about that right now.

I finished stirring the mixture when my phone started buzzing. I literally ran across the room, almost falling over Toffee and shouting an apology to her as I carried on across the room.

I pressed the receive call button on my phone and found I was out of breath completely.

"Kurt sweetie, are you there?" Santana's voice came through the receiver. I sighed disappointingly, which she noticed, because she is Santana "Oh, lovely to hear your voice too, porcelain"

"No, Santana, I didn't mean that I didn't want to talk to you! It's just that I called Blaine and he hasn't answered. He always answers his phone and I'm just getting worried now."

"Okay porcelain, listen here. A, I'm sure he just misplaced his phone or it ran out of battery and B, who the hell is Blaine?" she asked. Oh crap! I hadn't told her about Blaine yet. I guess I had to tell her now; I had wanted to delay that for as long as I could, but I had to tell her sometime.

"Oh, right, Blaine. Well I met him because you know that shop I am buying?" she made an affirmative noise through the phone, urging me to carry on talking, "Well, the seller, Andrew Anderson, has a son, Blaine Anderson. That's how we met. We became good friends and when he doesn't pick up his phone, I just get worried, you know?"

"Ooh, porcelain, you could finally get some action. Alex didn't count, he was just a douche-bag and we all know it. What's he like, is he good looking? When can I meet this boy?" she interrogated. I filled her in on everything that had happened, realising how much I could open up comfortably to Santana. I really did love this girl. I told her all about how good looking he was and how he was gay, making her comment about me getting some ass action again. I swear that is what that girl thinks about constantly, although Santana's soft side is beautiful when she lets it shine through, which she had done on this occasion.

"Kurt, I'm so happy for you. You really need someone who you can build a dream with and I am just so happy you are able to move on from Alex. He was no good for you; we all knew that from the start. I really hope you are happy with this man, but don't let him mess you around, or I'll kick his ass! I want to meet him to make sure he's good enough for my boy" I began tearing up at her words. The Santana most people knew was bitchy, mean, tactless Santana with a heart of stone, that was her facade, but on the inside, she was just as warm and as kind as Brittney. When she opened herself up to you, her soul was beautiful on the inside.

"Oh, Brittney's calling me; I have to help her find which saucepan fits which lid. Make sure you keep me updated and send me a date when I can meet the guy wont you!"

"Don't worry Sanny, I will. I love you! Bye!" I said down the phone as I hung up. When she had gone, I felt strangely empty, but then again, I always felt that way when I finished a conversation with one of my closest friends.

My phone started buzzing against my leg again from its position on the sofa, where I had put it down. I answered it, not even thinking to look at the caller I.D.

"Hello?" I sighed in to the phone, feeling strangely doubtful. I heard a sniffle from the other end of the phone.

"Kurt? Is that you?" someone answered. Blaine. That was Blaine.

"Yes! Yes it's me! Where are you? I've been so worried!" I answered enthusiastically. He chuckled on the other end of the line, immediately relaxing me.

"Oh, sorry, I left my phone at home when I went out apartment searching. I've got some money saved up and I don't particularly like being looked down the nose at in my own home, so I figured I'd buy myself a flat in the city somewhere" he answered. Something was off with his voice and I could tell there was something wrong, but I didn't want to ask, in case I upset him.

"Okay! I have some news! Would you like to meet me around the corner for coffee? You don't have to" I quickly added, blushing. I heard him chuckle again, making my heart soar up to the sky, past cloud nine and all the way up to heaven.

"Err, sure. I-I'll meet you in about...10 minutes?" he stammered, as if unsure of his words. I smiled sadly, I'd ask later.

"I can't wait to tell you!" I squealed "see you soon!" I sang down the phone, making him laugh as he said bye to me. I hung up and did a hand flail thing in the spur of the moment. I looked around embarrassedly, as if being watched, to see Toffee on the floor staring up at me with wide eyes.

I walked over to her and scooped her up in my arms and planted a kiss to her head. I spun her round as I made my way to my room to, of course, change.

I decided on a pair of dark, skinny jeans that looked painted on they were so tight. I wiggled in to them and jumped up and down as I tried to get them on. I added a baggy, grey top that exposed my pale shoulder beautifully and was sure to catch Blaine's attention. I didn't want to sound desperate, but I just really wanted him to love me, but I must take this slow. I don't want to rush in to things like I did last time.

I decided that I would put the mixture in the fridge and attend to it later, more important things to do than baking!

I shouted 'I love you' to Toffee and ran into the elevator, bouncing on the balls of my feet. I pressed ground floor and waited impatiently as the elevator slowly, far too slowly, descended to the bottom floor that would allow me to be reunited with Blaine! Maybe I was over thinking this! He wasn't interested in me. But then I thought back to that kiss. He had kissed me and it had been amazing.

My whole face had set on fire underneath his touch as his beautiful soft lips marked my cheek as his own. I felt as if the whole universe had been destroyed, I wouldn't have noticed, because in that moment, it was just me and him. It had been the most amazing I had felt since I got in to NYADA. I just felt so loved.

I was pulled from my daze by the elevator door opening and that annoying, nasal voice filling the air, telling me I had arrived at my destination.

I walked out of my building with a spring in my step, very excited about meeting up with Blaine. We had become close in the past few weeks, bonding over many things, like; we both enjoyed fashion, he loved vogue, I knew about sports after all the torturous football games with my dad (which now were some of my most cherished memories), and we had bonded, of course, over our sexuality; my favourite similarity.

I pushed open the door of the coffee shop on the corner and scanned the room for the sight of the curly haired boy, but I couldn't spot him anywhere. I looked at my watch. 5 minutes early, that's why! I swear I'm making myself paranoid.

I went up to the barista and ordered my Grande non-fat mocha and went to take a seat in our usual booth in the back of the shop.

I waited for five more minutes before I heard the bell above the door jingled and my head snapped towards the door.

There he was.

He was dressed in fairly baggy jeans, but not slouchy, and a short sleeved red tank-top, displaying his perfectly toned arms amazingly. This was the most skin my eyes had been allowed, and I was not disappointed. His hair was madly curly but amazingly beautiful. Anyone but me would have ignored the red rim he had around his eyes as he scanned the room for me. I waved my arm frantically trying to catch his eye.

He saw me, and I swear I saw his eyes light up. He dodged the people in his way as he made his way towards me. I sat there, awkwardly not quite knowing whether to get up and hug him or what.

"Get up out of that chair and hug me Kurt Hummel!" he laughed as I stood and wrapped my arms around his shoulders tightly as I had the height advantage. He squeezed me tightly and held me a little longer than friends should. When he pulled back, we were both blushing furiously.

I sat back down as he went over to order his Medium Drip from the counter. My eyes followed him dreamily as he walked up to the counter with one of his dazzling smiles, but underneath, I could see he was hurting, he was just too good at hiding it.

As Blaine made his way back to the table, his smile stopped being fake and returned to being genuine, making me smile back, but not as bright as he did.

"Hey Kurt, I'm so sorry about earlier. I just didn't expect you to worry and I didn't think that you might need to contact me. I just really needed some time to myself and I thought going apartment hunting is the best way to do that, seen as dad won't let me put my punching bag up in the house" he saw my confused slash shocked expression and chuckled, "Don't worry Kurt, I would never do it professionally, or against anyone. It was purely that when I was growing up... well, things were tough and I needed something that I could release my anger on and I wouldn't hurt anything, so I signed up for a fighting club and it helped so much. When dad gets on my nerves, I just want to take it out on... something... I didn't have my bag to take it out on and I needed to get out of there" he leant his head on his hand to try and disguise a tear that fell, but I saw it fall alright. I reached my hand across the table and covered his with mine.

"Blaine, look at me" he looked up, his beautiful eyes almost overflowing with tears. "what you have to deal with is horrible, but I'm always here when you need me, or even need a place to stay, I would willingly allow you to stay at my flat" I offered, he began to shake his head in disagreement but I put the hand that wasn't holding Blaine's up in front of him "No, Blaine, you must use it if you have to. I would hate it if you felt like you had nowhere to go and no one to go to. You have me" I said with a sad smile "Now wipe those tears away because I have some good news" I said, reaching across to wipe his tears away with the pad of his thumb, Blaine leaned into the touch, making my heart expand. He laughed and turned his hand over, clasping my hand momentarily.

"Well" I began, taking my hand back, blushing, so I could animate with my hands "I got an email today, and... somebody wants to buy my apartment!" I rushed out. Blaine gaped and then let out a laugh.

"Oh, wow Kurt. That's amazing... when can you move in to the shop then?" he asked intently. I smiled at his keen-ness.

"Well, she says that she wants to come and have a look around next week and I was wondering if you would want to be there when she comes." I said in a questioning tone.

"Of course I would love to, Kurt. In fact, I would be honoured" he replied wearing one of those dazzling smiles plastered to his face. I squealed and jumped up and down in my seat. I returned his smile, this time just as brightly.

We passed the next hour chatting aimlessly, switching between topics easily. Finally, I had to go home. We went our separate ways at the coffee shop this time.

"I'll see you soon, Kurt. Tell me when this woman wants to come and see the flat and I'll be there okay?" he said sternly, as if he were a parent giving a child and instruction. I nodded and giggled.

"I will Blaine, don't worry dear" I said, patting his cheek playfully, before going in for another hug, something we seemed to be doing a lot lately. I just loved being in contact with him. He laughed loudly in my ear, sending shivers down my spine at the way his warm breath ghosted over my ear.

When we pulled back, he pouted and I missed the warmth of Blaine's body pressed close to mine, just the thought made my mind travel to inappropriate places.

"I'll see ya Kurt" he said as he waved and turned to walk in the opposite direction, looking over his shoulder as I watched him walk down the street.

Part of me wanted to run after him, grab his face and kiss him senseless, but the small part of my brain that was still sane, stopped me before I could, thankfully.

I turned and began to walk back to my building. I suddenly felt lonely, like I had something missing from me.

Then I realised, that I had. Blaine already had a piece of my heart, and he had taken it home with him, and he would always possess that part of me. There was no turning back now.

I returned home to the sound of my computer pinging at me. 'One new email' it said. I hung up my bag, took off my doc martins and made my way towards my computer. I lifted the lid to see and email from Madison Lansdale, the woman who was interested.

Hello Kurt,

Would it be okay if I were to come round to look at the property at 4 o'clock? Next Wednesday? If not, could you let me know a good time for you, please?

Thank you so much,

Madison Lansdale

I hit the reply button and typed out an email telling her that she was welcome to come next Wednesday and that it was fine. I hit send.

I jumped up from my seat in excitement and spun around on the spot, not feeling embarrassed at all anymore, even though Toffee was staring at me like I was an alien. Why had she started doing that all the time? Maybe she was confused by all my excitement. She had never really seen me excited in anything but her before.

I decided to text Blaine and tell him about the arrangements.

Madison, the woman who is interested, is coming on Wednesday at 4 o'clock. Can you make that time?-Kurt

My finger hovered over the 'x' button, but decided against it, not wanting to seem as though I was throwing myself in his face as I usually did with guys. This was going to be different to the others, I just knew it.

That's perfect! Thank you so much for including me in this. It means so much to me that I have a friend I can lean on. So, just thank you Kurt, for everything. X-Blaine

I giggled like a teenage girl when I saw that he had added a kiss at the end. That must have been for the one I didn't get this morning I thought cheekily. Smiling like my cheeks were going to explode.

I will do it anytime, Blaine. I'll always be here when you need me to be and I know how hard what you're going through is and I will do anything to make this easier for you x-Kurt

I smiled as I added the kiss on the end and that smile never leaving my face.

That week went by excruciatingly slowly. I didn't know if it was some kind of evil devil punishing me for doing something wrong, but the week seemed to go on forever.

Blaine and I met up for coffee almost every day now, as we had become much closer after the coffee shop talk last week.

But Wednesday soon rolled around and Blaine and I had agreed that Blaine didn't have to help tidy up the apartment (well more like I had convinced him! That boy and his stupid charm), and would be arriving at three o'clock, just encase she came earlier than expected.

I gave Blaine the tour of the house encase she asked him any questions and he memorised everything nicely.

By the time the buzzer rang at 4 o'clock I was ready to pass out. I was suddenly felling very nervous and Blaine noticed this.

"Don't worry Kurt, she will love this place, okay?" he reassured, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder.

I nodded and made my way towards the elevator, Blaine hot on my heels.

When we made it to the door, we walked out onto the street. Blonde, long, straight hair, fairly short and thin, well dressed was the description. I scanned the small amount of people outside my building and spotted a woman by the buzzers immediately. I poked Blaine and pointed to her. Blaine nodded his head as we began to make our way over.

"Hello. You wouldn't happen to be Madison Lansdale would you?" I asked my voice a little shaky. She turned her head to look at us and revealed a stunning woman. Even though she was in her forties, she looked about twenty five; I would have to ask her how she managed that at some point. A small smile decorated her features as she held out her hand for me to shake.

"Ah, you must be Kurt! It's lovely to meet you both. I'm sorry what's your name?" she asked politely turning to Blaine. Despite her looks and her business like attitude, I could see her motherly side seeping through now; I was good at spotting things like that.

"My name is Blaine Anderson, I'm Kurt's friend and I agreed to help him today" Blaine answered, putting on one of his most gentlemanly smiles, you half expected him to raise his hat and bow to kiss your hand (without the curly hair, of course).

"Oh, well that's nice of you" she said winking at me. She could obviously tell I was gay and I was glad she didn't have any problem with that. I blushed and looked away, embarrassed at how well this woman could read me. "Now which one is yours?" she asked, rubbing her hands together and smiling a toothy grin.

We both laughed at the woman's enthusiasm as we made our way up to the flat.

"I hope you don't mind cats. But don't worry she's such a softie really" I said, which she laughed at.

"I find that cats replace my children well when they are gone" she joked making Blaine snigger in the corner of the lift and me laugh along with him.

We showed her around the apartment in about half an hour. We were exhausted and Blaine offered to make us tea.

"So, what's going on with that boy and you? Blaine was it?" she asked, sounding very motherly.

"Nothing! Why would you say that?" I said in a mock hurt tone. She just looked me in the eye with a sad smile on her face.

"I have no problem with it, you know, you being gay. In fact, my eldest son got engaged to another man last month so I have an excellent gay-dar!" she said matter of factly, looking me in the eye and smiling at me. Little did I know Blaine was listening to this whole conversation from around the corner.

"Congratulations on your son, which makes me so happy to hear, but there is nothing going on between me and Blaine at the moment." I answered sincerely, hoping Blaine would hurry up with the drinks so I could finish this conversation.

"Not at the moment, but I can tell that he is head over heels for you, Kurt. The way he looks at you is the way my Jason looks at his fiancé, with pure love. I just think that you should know that" she said. Before I had time to answer, Blaine came in with the coffee tray and put it down on the coffee table.

"Right then, who wants coffee?"

The whole afternoon went without a hitch. Madison loved the flat and had agreed to sign the papers within the next two weeks. I was so excited. I could finally begin my new life as a shop owner, and I couldn't wait to work on this with Blaine.

We had decided to order in some Chinese as a celebration and watch tangled on the DVD before Blaine had to go. I somehow felt now that when Blaine wasn't here, it didn't feel like home anymore.

"Chinese is here!" I head Blaine shout as let the delivery man up and unlocked the door. He carried the boxes into the kitchen where I scooped them onto two plates and carried them into the lounge.

I went and started fiddling with the DVD player and felt very special as Blaine hadn't started eating without me. It was just those simple gestures that made me fall even harder for him every day.

I pressed play on the DVD player, clinked our forks together and began eating. Blaine finished his within 10 minutes of the movie, leaning back on the sofa and rubbing his flat stomach, as if to say 'all full now'. That boy was skinny, but wow he could eat for America!

About half way through the movie, my eyelids began to droop and my body started to relax. I looked up at the clock to see it was half past 9. I didn't want to mention this to Blaine. I didn't want him to leave quite yet.

Soon enough, my head unconsciously dropped onto his shoulder. I was about to remove it when I felt a strong arm wind around my shoulders and pull me close, and who was I to complain.

I nuzzled my nose into his neck as I felt him press a warm kiss to the top of my hair and whisper ever so gently "Goodnight Kurt".

This was home, and this was defiantly a good way to begin my new life.

A/N: What did you think. that little button down there that says review has magic powers to brighten up my day with rainbows! And we all know how pretty they are!