Somewhere between Marry You and the multitude of mash-ups, Blaine noticed something. Kurt had only really sung in with a group or in a duet with Rachel; the only reason they all were there was because of him. Keeping one eye on Kurt chatting with a mixed bunch of Warblers and New Directions, he sidled over to Mercedes.

'I want to see Kurt solo...' She just looked at him. She then looked at Kurt, and smiled slightly.

'Let me get the girls.' She whispered.

Mercedes quickly walked to the gaggle of New Directions girls that were hovering, and then called Rachel over before Wes could distract her even more.

'Lover boy wants to see some Kurt stuff...' She informed them. Tina and Quinn smiled, as did Rachel.

'So do we go for all of it?' Santana asked.

'All of it.' Mercedes agreed.

Blaine had headed back over to where the boys were now congregated, keeping a small eye on the girls who were plotting for him.

'You know Rach, we haven't seen Kurt do much.' Mercedes voice rose. Kurt turned round, raising an eyebrow.

'I know what you mean. I think we should see some solos. What say you guys?' Rachel stared at the male New Directions members until they agreed. Kurt, however, wasn't so sure.

'No way guys... Besides, you've all seen me solo already.'

'Yeah, but we haven't seen Blackbird, and there are quite a few numbers that the Warblers haven't seen.' Santana grinned, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. Kurt caught on.

'No, no, no, no, no...'

'What's wrong Kurt?' Wes and David asked.

'They want me to do...'


'Ugh, FINE!'

Kurt stormed his way into the girls changing room, quickly followed by Brittany. Mike was changing in the boys.

'Kurty?' She asked.

Kurt looked up. No matter their history, he had a soft spot for the blonde. If anyone could convince him to do this number, it was her.

'I'm alright Brit, just don't want to be embarrassed.'

'Kurty, you've got Warbler Dolphin out there, and he loves you. And you know he'll love this.' She winked. Wrapping Kurt up in a hug, she felt him relax, and squeezed slightly before letting go. 'Now, do you want me to help you?'

Bout 20 years ago

Way down in New Orleans

The girls all squealed when they heard the opening few lines, and the boys just grinned. The Warblers, including Blaine, all looked confused as they directed their focus towards the stage.

'Uhm, what?' was the thought that flew round their heads as they saw Kurt, complete with moustache, onstage, in a silk cape?

A group of fellas found a new type of music

And they decided

To call it


All the boys mouths dropped as they saw Kurt in the white half of his suit, and his eye make-up. Never let it be said that Kurt Hummel goes half baked on something, because he does not.

No other sound has what this music has

Before they knew it, it was whizzing round the world

The world was ready for a blue kind of music

And now they play it from Steamboat Springs




Was it just Blaine, or did Kurt's arm tassles accentuate the way his ass swayed when he walked. Yeah it was just Blaine.

Oh baby

Won't you play me

Le Jazz Hot


And don't ever let it end

I tell ya friend it's really something to hear

I can't sit still when there's that rhythm near me

And Blaine's mind immediately went to the gutter. His boyfriend was sexy, even when half in drag.

When you play me Le Jazz Hot baby

You're holding my soul together

Don't know whether it's morning or night

Only know it sounded right

So come on

In and play me

Le Jazz Hot


Cos I love

My jazz hot

Le Jazz





Even though New Directions had been there for Kurt's first performance, hearing him slide up to that high note again was still as mind boggling as the first time. Wes, David and Thad looked ready to beg Kurt to transfer back to Dalton. Well, that or faint. Blaine? Puddle of goo on the floor. He knew what Kurt's voice was like, but that? That was just... hublubablubablub.

Though he wanted to, Kurt didn't wait for his devoted audience's response, he had to get ready for his next performance.

And this one was special.

Waiting for Kurt to return, the other speculated as to which song he would sing next.

'Bet you it's Have a Home...'Puck whispered.

'No way! It'll be Hold Your hand.' Santana replied. They didn't want the Warblers to overhear Kurt's other songs.

Of course, when the music kicked in, it was the Warblers who knew first. Blaine smiled, and fell in love all over again before he even saw Kurt.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Kurt walked out of the girl's locker room singing. His eyes were locked on Blaine's, and stayed that way for the whole song.

Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free

Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night

Slowly, Blaine got up and walked towards Kurt. The two smiled, as did those around them, and Blaine took Kurt's hand gently. This had been the moment. (AN: As if you didn't already know that!)

Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night

You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

The girls looked on in floods of tears, Puck was quietly sobbing into Lauren's shoulder (AN: Noah Puckerman, the ultimate Klaine shipper), and everyone else had a smile on their face. Kurt and Blaine, however, still only had eyes for each other. Blaine slowly lifted his hand to Kurt's cheek and gently stroked it with his thumb, before bringing Kurt's mouth to his and tenderly pecking it.

As he pulled away, Kurt smiled, kissing Blaine one more time before going to the stage for his next song. Now that he was singing solo, he was quite enjoying the spotlight.

The lights went down. 'Gentlemen...' He introduced. Immediately New Directions yelled their approval as the lights came up, and PINK HOUSES began. 'Thank god for quick changes.' He thought, as he came into view of the others, in full Mellencamp gear. The New Directions immediately started laughing, whilst the Warblers couldn't believe this was Kurt.

Luckily the song was quite short, but they were still struck dumb for a while afterwards. Blaine was practically comatose.

'Uh, guys?' Rachel noticed the lack of reaction and turning round. Seeing the Warblers expressions she burst into giggles.

'Clearly he forgot to mention...'

'No I didn't mention my little Mellencamp session.'

Brittany quickly let go of Santana's hand and went onto stage but looked at Santana first. The girl nodded, and Brittany immediately smashed her mouth onto Kurt's, who hadn't been quite ready for it.

Blaine resurfaced. 'Hey!'

'Sorry curly dolphin, I wanted to see if he was still as good a kisser as he was last time he sang this. Curly dolphin, you're very lucky.'

That pulled the rest of the Warblers back.

'What! That's why she kissed you?' Wes and David looked astounded, as did quite a few of the other Warblers.

'Mhmm.' Brittany replied. 'He went from capital G-gay to S-straight, and I have made out with all the straight guys in the school. We dated for about a week.' She smiled at Kurt, who squeezed her hand, before walking back and sitting on Santana's lap once more.

'So, I'm not the only one who had a straight phase...' Blaine commented.

'No, but why do you think I was so upset about it. And it was with one of my best friends when you knew I liked you, so... Don't pull that one. However, it conveniently leads into my next song. If you'll give me a second.'

'I still don't get it.' Flint whimpered, as Kurt walked off.

'Neither do I. I mean why would he be gay when he was tapping this?' Brittany wondered.

The Warblers nearly submerged again. Except Blaine, who looked slightly jilted.

'Kidding Blaine, geeze!' Brittany had spotted the look on his face.

Suddenly, the lights went out.

All that work and what did it get me?

In the darkness, a figure moved towards the stage, jumping up before turning to face the front.

Why did I do it?
Scrapbooks full of me in the background.
Give 'em love and what does it get ya?
What does it get ya?
One quick look as each of 'em leaves you.
All your life and what does it get ya?
Thanks a lot and out with the garbage,
They take bows and you're battin' zero

His dad and Finn, Finn with Rachel, Karofsky, Blaine with Rachel, the Warblers, Don't Cry For Me Argentina, Blaine with Jeremiah, the millions of gay jokes thrown about the choir room, Prom Queen... Everything was going into this song, because it was time that it came out before he combusted. And it was turning out ruddy good as well!


I had a dream.
I dreamed it for you, Dad.
It wasn't for me, Dad.
And if it wasn't for me
Then where would you be,
Miss Rachel Berry?

Rachel looked confused. Where had that come from? Kurt wasn't looking at any of them; he was directing his focus above their heads.

Well, someone tell me, when is it my turn?
Don't I get a dream for myself?
Starting now it's gonna be my turn.
Gangway, world, get off of my runway!
Starting now I bat a thousand!
This time, boys, I'm taking the bows and

Everything's coming up Kurt!
Everything's coming up Hummel!
Everything's coming up Kurt!
This time for me!

For me! For me! For me! For me! For me! For me! Ya!

And there was the semi-famous Kurt Hummel arm raising move. If the song hadn't been so powerful, then everyone would have giggled.

'Kurt?' Mercedes asked, tentatively. No one knew where that had come from.

Kurt was still breathing heavily. There had been a lot of memories and emotions in that song that had come bursting out. He'd had a good year, sure, but it had been full of twists and turns that he really hadn't wanted.

'Last year.' He panted. 'This year. Everything.'

Blaine understood. He approached slowly, and laid a hand on Kurt's back. He didn't get thrown off, so wrapped his arms around the other boy and pulled him close.

'I'm here now. And I'm so sorry.' He whispered. He knew all Kurt's pain, and troubles. They knew everything about each other, and it was helpful in moments like this. Kurt looked up, and nuzzled Blaine gently before pulling away. Blaine looked at him carefully before letting him step away, Kurt smiled and grabbed his hand, not letting him walk away just yet. Catching the significance, the New Directions smiled. Blaine continued to look at Kurt, who squeezed gently, not breaking eye contact.

Yeah, I'll tell you something

I think you'll understand

When I say that something

I wanna hold your hand

Blaine meant everything to Kurt, and he wanted to show him that. He took his other hand, directing his entire focus onto his boyfriend.

I wanna hold your hand

I wanna hold your hand

Blaine blushed, ducking his head shyly before looking back up smiling. He knew the background for this song, and to see Kurt change it around so quickly, for a much more positive reason, was something special. He could see the love held in his eyes, and private smile on his face.

Oh, please, say to me

You'll let me be your man

And please, say to me

You'll let me hold your hand

Now let me hold your hand

I wanna hold your hand

Spinning Blaine quickly whilst keeping their hands locked, Kurt wrapped Blaine up in each other, and sang directly into his ear, Blaine resting his weight comfortably on his boyfriend.

And when I touch you I feel happy, inside

It's such a feeling

That my love

I can't hide

I can't hide

I can't hide

Yeah you, got that something

I wanna hold your hand

I wanna hold your hand

I wanna hold your hand

Turning them back round, Kurt looked directly into Blaine's eyes as he sang the last line.

I wanna hold your hand

Leaning forward, Kurt kissed Blaine softly, before wiping away a few stray tears from his cheek. Blaine raised his hand and caught Kurt's as it stroked his cheek, holding it there for a few seconds, just feeling.

Oh, hi... Well this is awkward. So I've planned out the first couple of chapters for the Sequel, but I've got a few huge deadlines coming up so probably won't start until early/mid Feb.

Meanwhile, who loves this season's Glee? I do, but there are a couple downers (Finchel, no ring scene) but I'm not bitter, much.

Anyway, a shameless plug here: If you love/adore/obsessed with Harry Potter, check out my friend's AU pre HP Hogwarts fic. It's called The Remnant and it's by Emmy The Writer. I recently came across it and it's amazing! She posts weekly and I'm already on tenterhooks. It's nothing to do with Glee and it's all OC, but it's so good!

I'll start getting to the sequel soon, thanks for your patience :)