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Italics is Kurt

Bold is Blaine

Both is both

Mr. Shue wasn't sure why he was at McKinley at 7:30 in the morning on a Monday, but he found himself walking the familiar halls, wondering what on earth possessed him to come in. But as he walked past the auditorium he froze as the sounds of the Rachmaninov Piano Concerto 3. That was one of the most difficult piano pieces known to pianists, and Will had never heard it played so flawlessly by anyone other than professional pianist. He couldn't resist his curiosity and he carefully opened the door and peeked in, rather shocked to find Blaine, beating away at the piano as if he'd been playing this piece since he was born. He walked all the way in, stopping when he saw the stained face of the boy, who didn't even seem to be focused on what he was doing. Suddenly the door on the opposite side of the room burst open, in no attempt to keep his presence unknown, Kurt ran down the stairs and to the stage before Mr. Shue even comprehended who it was. It also took him a moment because Kurt looked so….very un-Kurt like. He was wearing form fitting denim jeans, and a white v neck tee shirt, his hair was controlled but certainly not styled like it normally was. Mr. Shue got the feeling he had gotten a text from Blaine while he was getting ready and he just threw on the easiest thing he could find. Blaine didn't stop playing until Kurt grabbed his hands, literally pulling him away from the piano. It was then, with nothing to distract him, and only Kurt to be witness, (well that's what they thought) that he broke down, falling into Kurt's arms. The tears became sobs and Mr. Shue couldn't help but stare in slight shock at the couple. He'd seem Kurt break down, many times, but this was new, and much more uncomfortable, but Kurt seemed to be, if not used to it, certainly unsurprised.

"I've got you, honey, " he heard Kurt whisper, "It's just us, no one can touch us here, I've got you." Mr. Shuster stared, almost disbelieving at the boy before him, that somewhere along the past year or two, had become a man. He was holding Blaine, with no hesitation, no shame or fear, and Mr. Shue knew they only held each other like that when they were alone, or in glee club.

"He was so happy, Kurt," Blaine sobbed, "When I was talking to you about Santana he thought I was talking to her." Mr. Shue couldn't see Blaine's face, but he saw Kurt's violent flinch, and he knew something bad happened.

"We know how your dad feels about us, we can't blame him for hoping…" Kurt was cut off as Blaine snapped his head up angrily,

"Yes, we can! I love you, I am GAY!" Blaine cried, grabbing Kurt's forearms, releasing his waist as he looked into Kurt's eyes. "And I am not able to change that, I would if I could!" Suddenly Mr. Shue saw the hurt in Kurt's eyes as if Blaine had stabbed him through the heart, and metaphorically, he probably had. "Oh God, I didn't mean it like that, shit." Blaine hissed as he too saw Kurt's pain,

"It's all right," Kurt murmured, though they all knew it wasn't. Mr. Shue didn't even know the situation, and he knew nothing about it was.

"Babe, I'm so sorry, I wouldn't give you up for anything, I just wish my father could look past the fact that you are a guy and just see how much I love you," Blaine whimpered, looking hesitant until Kurt kissed his lips tenderly, Blaine released another sob, wrapping his arms around Kurt's neck in an attempt to deepen the kiss, though Kurt pulled back after a few moments and brushed Blaine's wild curls out of his face.

"Listen to me, I get your dad hates me, but it's not going to stop me from loving you, and somehow we'll figure it out," Kurt promised, smiling softly. Blaine sighed, laying his head back on his boyfriend's chest, his arms going back around his waist. "You wanna tell me exactly what happened? You're message kinda sound like a garbled mess of 'my dad wuvs Santana! Not me… you…kisses…. Nothing…' then I heard, "I love you," and that was it. So would you care to explain?" Blaine was smiling at Kurt's repeating of the message, but winced as he scrubbed his face on Kurt's shirt before pulling away quickly,

"This isn't like Alexander McQueen or Valentino, right?" Blaine breathed, looking at the shirt. Kurt rolled his eyes and snorted,

"Does it look like McQueen or Valentino? It's Target, though don't tell anyone that." Blaine chuckled,

"On fear of death." Blaine swore, Kurt shook his head,

"Not death, pain, lots of pain," Blaine giggled and Mr. Shue couldn't help but smirk as he had never heard Kurt playful. "So, you done deflecting and ready to tell me what happened?" Blaine sighed, knowing he couldn't have avoided it forever. Mr. Shue felt bad for these boys, they fought every day for even a small amount of the same respect that straight couples had. And it showed, Will had never looked at any of his girlfriends like Blaine was looking at Kurt at that moment, with pure love and trust, knowing that there was no judgment or anger or pity.

"I came downstairs after talking to you, and he was grinning from ear to ear, looking at me like I've haven't seen since I've come out." Blaine explained, Kurt was lazily running his fingers through Blaine's hair, "I asked him what it was for, and he said…" Blaine choked on his words, before Kurt kissed him lightly, and he was able to continue, "He said he was glad I'd gotten over my ridiculous fag phase and was with a girl again." Kurt was blinking rapidly and Mr. Shue knew he was blinking back tears, even as he comforted Blaine. "When I told him I was still with you, he just got furious and went off and said…" Blaine shuttered, "Well he said things I'd rather not repeat if that's ok," Kurt nodded, nuzzling his face into Blaine's neck. They said silent for a moment before Blaine pulled back slightly and kissed Kurt deeply, "Sing for me?" Kurt thought for a moment before smiling and taking a deep breath,

In a perfect world
One we've never known
We would never need to face the world alone

They can have the world
We'll create our own
I may not be brave or strong or smart
But somewhere in my secret heart

I know
Love will find a way
Anywhere I go
I'm home
If you are there beside me

Like dark turning into day
Somehow we'll come through
Now that I've found you
Love will find a way

Blaine looked up at his boyfriend with so much love and gratefulness that Mr. Shue felt he was invading on an intimate moment between the two.

I was so afraid
Now I realize
Love is never wrong
And so it never dies

There's a perfect world
Shining in your eyes

Kurt smiled warmly and kissed his lightly.

And if only they could feel it too
The happiness I feel with you

They'd know
Love will find a way
Anywhere we go
we're home
If we are there together

Like dark turning into day
Somehow we'll come through
Now that I've found you
Love will find a way
I know love will find a way

"Thank you Warblers for making us awesome at acepella," Kurt said after a moment causing both men to laugh happily and Blaine kissed Kurt's face several times.

"I love you so much, and screw my Dad if he doesn't see that," Blaine said sternly. Kurt wrapped his arms tighter around his boyfriend,

"Babe, my Dad had 13 years to get used to the idea that I was gay before I came out to him, maybe you should give your dad some time…" Blaine hummed softly snuggling deeper into Kurt's embrace and inhaled deeply. "I love you too, though, always," Kurt replied, Mr. Shue didn't think he would be able to leave without catching the boys attention so he continued to stand quietly. He had made the partners for the Disney assignment based on voice plus if they hadn't worked together before, but listening to the two teenagers sing, he wished he had paired them together and let them sing it in class. Though he didn't know if it would have been their choice in that situation or not, still he'd make sure to mention it for sectionals, just in case. He studied them a while longer, their faces were together, Blaine's temple against Kurt's cheek, their arms wound around each other, their bodies comfortable against each other, they were in their own world. And they were the only ones privileged to this world, even Mr. Shue was barred, for there was something surrounding them. And invisible force of strength and love that kept any stray words or glares away. In that moment they were completely untouchable. They were together, and they were home.

The end… Please review