Talking to the Moon

Chapter 3

"You're- you're a star?" Blaine asked amazed. Kurt nodded. "From above?"

"I fell down to the Earth two days ago."

"That's why you were on top of the Empire State Building in the middle of the night?"

"Yes." Kurt answered.

"How? Or, I mean why? Why does a star fall down from the sky?" Blaine asked curiously.

"We usually fall down when someone makes a wish that deserves to come true. After we fall down we have to find the person who made the wish and figure out what it was. Without any help or clues..."

"What happens then?"

"If you find the right person, then it's usually like a fairytale. 'Live happily ever after'." Kurt smiled a bit after this statement, but Blaine still had a question.

"And if you fail?"

Kurt's facial expression immediately went serious. Blaine regretted his question before Kurt had even answered it. "You disappear." Kurt answered in a cold voice.

After a long, silent moment Blaine was the one to brake it. "Have you found it, yet?"

"I don't know."

In the next moment Blaine realized something. I made a wish…

They were standing in Blaine's office, in front of the desk.

"Blaine?" Kurt was wawing his hand in front of Blaine's face. "Are you with me?"

"Sorry." Blaine said and started to rummaging through his stuff.

"You haven't said a word in like 30 minutes." Blaine was still rummaging and didn't look up. "What are you looking for?"

"My, umm, nothing." He stopped, but still couldn't look up. He was looking at a pile of books.

"Do you want me to leave?" Kurt asked barely audible.

"No, of course not! I'm just... I have to process what you just said." He was looking into Kurt's eyes this time. "But please, don't go."

Oh my, these huge hazel eyes. "Only if you really mean it, because I don't wanna disturb you or something." Kurt said.

"I mean it." He took Kurt's hand into his own and looked seriously into the other boy's eyes.

"Okay." Kurt was completely mesmerized by how persuasive Blaine was. He smiled at Blaine slightly and he smiled back at him.

"Where did you learn the languages?" Blaine's smile turned into a grin.

"Languages? What is that plural for?"

"You spoke in French yesterday."

"Merde. I mean... shit!" Kurt was blushing.

"It was hot, by the way." Blaine said and started to go into his room. Kurt was still standing in the office, stunned. "God, there's such a mess in here." Sounded Blaine's voice from the bedroom.

I should help him... "Need a hand?" Kurt was standing in the doorway. "Since I'm one of the vandals, who caused this mess." He chuckled a bit.

"Yes, you are." Blaine gave Kurt a wide smile and then they tidied up the room together.

They were silent for a while - embarrassed by the flashbacks from last night - until Blaine broke the silence. "So, what's up with the languages? How did you learn them?"

"Well. We have to go to school too, but we learn speed of light fast. We get the chance to choose what we want to learn, after the required things, of course. Most likely that's what we do in our whole life up there, until we come down. It's pretty exciting. You never know who's gonna be next. And you look a bit different up there."

"How?" Blaine asked curiously.

"Well, we're glowing all the time. You barely can see the other peoples' faces or shapes but you know who they are."

"Do you make friends there?" Kurt was looking at him, surprised. "Sorry, that was a stupid question."

"It's better to be alone sometimes." Kurt said quietly. "I've lost so many friends during my existence. Notwithstanding that I'm just a baby up there..."

"Can I ask how old you are?"

"21 years old, according to Earth's counting. During this age we gotta make new stars." Kurt shuddered.

"How does it work up there?"

"I refused to learn about it, but they said it's the same as down here. My parents wanted to talk to me about it too, but..." He hushed up. After a short silence he continued. "I just couldn't imagine myself with a girl. Not even for an intercourse, but for an unknown period of time." He shuddered again. "My parents weren't so happy when I told them. But what can I do? I like boys. Girls are... They can be scary, you know?" He looked up at Blaine, who was just nodding understandingly. "Sorry, I'm just talking and talking. Any more questions?" He smiled at Blaine.

"Nothing at the moment." He smiled back.

Please, tell me I'm your fate 'cause if I'm not I don't know how I could survive it.

"Okay. But please, feel free to stop me if I'm talking too much. It's just so good, that somebody finally listens to me and doesn't judge me all the time because they don't like who I am. There aren't many gay stars up there, but I'm sure the Moon is gay too… Or bi… When we learnt about the History of the Universe it was pretty weird. The Moon that belongs to the Earth, is my master." Kurt rolled his eyes. "We always have to behave in the way he ordered. No exceptions. I've never met another gay star there, but I heard about them. Their lives aren't easy. Most of them fail in their mission too. The person who wished was probably a girl, who just wanted a boyfriend. So they just couldn't be happy, and when a star isn't happy it disappears. So, most of them had a double-fail. I hope I won't have the same destiny as them. It'd be awesome, if my fate would be y-" He took a deep breath. "Someone like… you."

Did I really say that out loud? I did. Okay. Calm down, Kurt. Try to control your facial expression. Blushing is okay, because… Blaine's blushing too. Yay!

Did I hear it right? I want to have someone like you, too. Can we live together forever?

Oh my god, what are those puppy eyes for? Adorable.

"I'm sure you're going to find what you're looking for." Maybe you already did.

Kurt just smiled. "I hope I already did." He looked deeply into Blaine's eyes then left the room. Blaine sat down on his bed then fell back onto it.

Please.

Kurt slept through the afternoon. When he woke up he heard someone singing from the living room. Two people. Their voices sounded amazing together.

"Let's do it again, Blaine" a woman said.

"But we already did it four times. Can't we just sing another one? Or rest maybe?" Blaine's voice was careful.

"Just one more time. Sorry, but you're voice is so good. I can't get enough of it."

Neither can I.

"Fine, Lauren. But what if we wake Kurt up?"

"Then he's gonna wake up in one of the world's best ways: to your voice."

This Lauren knows something.

Kurt poked his head into the living room a bit when Blaine started to sing.

~ Make of our hands, one hand,
Make of our hearts, one heart.
Make of our vows, one last vow;
Only death will part us now.

Make of our lives, one life.
Day after day, one life.
Now it begins, Now we start;
One Hand, One Heart.
Even death won't part us now.

By the end of the song Kurt was standing right next to Blaine.

"Oh, hi. I-" Blaine's voice got high-pitced and he started to talk quicker than he usually did. "You met Lauren before, right?"

The girl smiled at Kurt. "Hi. How are you doing?"

"Good, thank you. You?"

"Fine. Sorry, if we woke you up, but we gotta practice for tonight."

"Don't ever be sorry for that. You sound amazing together. I wish I could sing like you." He sighed, then continued. "What about tonight?"

"Our performance. We just started to play 'West Side Story'. It's gonna be our second performance of it. Wanna come?"

"Ooh, I'd love to." Kurt said eagerly, but then he looked at Blaine. "Only if you don't mind, of course."

"No, of course not! I'm just..." He laced his fingers with Kurt's, which made both of them surprised. "I'm just worried about what you're gonna think." Did I really lace my fingers with his? He feels... warm.

Blaine held up his other hand and carressed Kurt's cheek with his thumb. Kurt pushed his head closer, into the palm, and closed his eyes. They both took a deep breath and let it out unevenly.

Lauren decided to go out into the kitchen and leave the two of them alone.

"You feel hot." Kurt whispered into Blaine's palm then kissed the inside of it. His eyes were still closed.

"You're beautiful." Kurt's eyes suddenly popped up and there was something in his eyes. Desire - passion. His pupils were blown. Blaine cupped Kurt's face in his palms, then pulled him into a passionate kiss.

A needy moan left Kurt's throat and he pulled Blaine closer to him and ran his fingers through Blaine's loose curls.

I need him. I want him. Now!

Blaine broke the kiss. "We're not alone."

"But here, we are." Kurt said and tried to pull Blaine back into the kiss, but Blaine refused it.

"I- Fuck." I'm gonna die from sexual frustration one day, and why? Because of this flawless star and because of my stupidness. I could have him. Immediately. And I want him. But it wouldn't be right. At least we should go out once - not for a party - before we'd do it again. I shouldn't have done it, but God… His co- Blaine! "Would you go out with me?"

"On a date?" Please, please, please,

"On a date." Blaine was looking up at Kurt. Hope sparkled in his hazel eyes.

"Yes." ... But would you please let me kiss you again? Those lips... Last night...

Blaine tried to hide his excitement - or at least not show it completely. He could catch butterflies in his happiness. He could barely stop himself from bouncing. But in the next moment Kurt pressed his lips to his own.

After an eternity of happiness – passion – Kurt pulled back. "When are we gonna go out?" His galaxy eyes were hungry. Dangerous but satisfied, happy and excited at the same time.

"I gotta work tonight. I know you're coming, but I wouldn't call that a date. Unless you find a place in New York that isn't a club and is open at night."

"A restaurant, maybe?"

"Would you go out with a zombie?" Blaine giggled a bit.

"With a what?" Screw these Earth-things. I'm not prepared for these...

"A living dead person." Blaine said, but he could see that Kurt really did not get it. He decided to leave it. "So, we can go to a restaurant tonight. I just hope I won't be too exhausted for it. I wanna show you my best."

Kurt was smiling at him with a dreamy face. I think you're already the best. You're-

"Blaine, sorry, but we kinda gotta go. I mean, we have to be at work in about 20-25 minutes. You know the traffic in New York is horrible at this time. It's rush hour." Lauren was trying to hide her smile, but Blaine knew her so well that he knew exactly what was on her mind. And how many questions he was going to get after they left the apartment.

"I gotta go now, but see you there?" His voice became less courageous than it was before.

"If you write down how to get there for me, then you'll see me." After an 'oh' Blaine got a pen and a paper and wrote down what Kurt had to do to get to Broadway. "Thank you. I hope I can make it." He smiled at Blaine.

"Yeah, me too." He couldn't stand it and gave Kurt a quick kiss on the lips before he said goodbye and left with Lauren.

Holy f- What should I wear tonight?

"Are you guys dating now?" Lauren asked Blaine when they reached the elevator in the corridor.

"Nope." Blaine said and made a popping sound with his lips on the letter 'p'.

Lauren looked at Blaine confusedly. "I don't get it." She was looking at the luminious elevator button on the wall. When the elevator door opened in front of them with a beeping sound something popped into Lauren's mind. They stepped into the elevator. "Are you friends with benefits? No, Blaine. Don't. You know this only works in the movies, not in real life."

"No, Lauren. It's not that." I gotta tell her. She's my best friend. Come on, Blaine! "We went to a party on Wednesday, you know." Lauren nodded so Blaine continued. "We had a few drinks and after we came home, I-"

"Did you have sex?" Lauren looked excited.

"No. Not really." She looked a bit disappointed. "Or, maybe. I- I bl-"

"Whoa. Do you remember it?" She was grinning and looked at Blaine curiously with one raised eyebrow.

"Weird things catches your attention, Maldona." The doors opened and they stepped outside of the elevator and the building. "You or me?"

"I'll do it." She stepped on the edge of the road and whistled. A taxi parked in front of them. "Fast enough?"

"Couldn't wish for faster." He grinned at Lauren and they climbed into the cab. They were silent and looked out of the window for a while.

"Blaine, I hardly forget things." Shit. "Especially things like this."

"We're gonna have our first official date tonight, hopefully. After the show."

"Won't you collapse?"

"Hopefully not. I feel pretty energetic right now."

"You seem happy, too." Lauren stated. "He makes you happy, doesn't he?"

"More than anybody before." He smiled slightly, still looking out of the window.

"Don't let him go."

"I don't want to." Some flashbacks came into Blaine's mind from Wednesday night, when they went out. How he first kissed Kurt's bare skin. How they moved to the music together, like they were one. When they lips first collided. How different it was from the kiss that he just had with Kurt a few minutes ago. Now the kiss contained something else, something stronger. "You do love Syed." He started.

"From the bottom of my heart. What's your point?"

"How did you know that you love him and not just like him?"

"It's hard to explain. I just felt it. I really hope that we're gonna be together forever."

"You've been together for like-"

"I know. It's just half a year since we got together, but I think time doesn't matter. I love him."

"I'm happy for you."

"I'm sure he feels the same."

"Of course he does, that's why you're together."

"I wasn't talking about him."

Blaine went silent for a while. After ten minutes he only said one, short thing. "You think?"

"Love is blind. So true. Especially for the lovers. Especially when one of the lovers is occasionally you." She poked Blaine in the side with her elbow.

The cab stopped in front of the theater. There were flashing lights around the text that said 'West Side Story' and under it with two names, 'Blaine Anderson' and 'Lauren Maldona'. Blaine was staring up at it.

"I still can't believe it." He said under his breath.

"I had the same feeling when I started my career on Broadway. For like a year or so." She patted Blaine on the shoulder. "You'll get used to it, but I won't lie to you. There are still times when I think I'm gonna wake up and it'll all be gone."

They went inside of the building and started the rehearsals.

"Okay. The key is here, I know how to lock a door." Kurt was talking barely audible to himself in front of Blaine's entrance door. He was wearing black skin-tight jeans with a white Marc Jacobs shirt. He had an elegant black jacket on, with a dark blue scarf around his neck. He looked down on his 'list' that said what he should do. "Press the elevator-button." Naw, Blaine is so sweet. I'm so glad he didn't freak out. It's fun that he's a kind of star, too. He chuckled a bit in amusement and stepped into the elevator. "Oh, hi." he greeted the old lady who was in the elevator.

"Well, hello kind sir." She looked a bit surprised. "It's very rare that someone greets the other. Especially not boys your age." She nodded to her statements.

"That's a shame." Kurt agreed with the old lady.

"I'm Elisa Hempshire." she introduced herself to Kurt.

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Hempshire. I'm Kurt Hummel." He held out his right hand toward Elisa. Blaine did the same when we introduced each other, right? Thank God, she accepted the handshake.

"Just call me Elisa, darling."

"Okay." Kurt smiled at her and looked at the numbers above the door to see where they were. God, this is a huge building...

"Do you live here?" she asked.

"I just moved here. I barely know this place."

"If you need any help, just tell me, Kurt. I live in the room 785."

"Oh, thank you." Okay, 5 floors left. "I live in the room 918."

"Doesn't that Broadway-boy live there?"

"Yes."

"He's such a nice boy."

"Yes, he is, ma'am." He smiled a bit at the thought of Blaine.

"I told you to call me Elisa, darling." she corrected with a small smile on her face.

"Pardon... Elisa."

The old lady grabbed his cheeks and pinched them when the doors opened. Ouch, ouch. What is that for?

"It was nice to meet you, Kurt. Hope we are going to see each other again."

"Yeah, me too. Goodbye, Elisa."

He let the old lady step outside of the elevator first. She mouthed a 'thank you' to Kurt.

Okay, what's next? He took the wrapped paper out of his pocket. Call a taxi. Uh-huh. Okay.He got outside of the building and stepped onto the road.

"Where's Berry?" the director asked furiously. "She asked for permission to come here later today because of personal things. I said okay. But now where is she? Do you know anything about her, Anderson?"

"No, sir." The director stormed out of the dressing room, swearing and screaming at everybody who got in his way. "Do you know what's up with Rachel?"

Sebastian shook his head. "No, but if she doesn't get here in 10 minutes I don't know what we're gonna do without an Anita." Blaine hummed in agreement. "Yeah. Besides, if she won't be on stage to push you out of her way, you could always give yourself a hand, right?" Sebastian grinned and burst out in laughter at the way Blaine's cheeks went red.

"That's not-"

"I think it - I mean the joke - would be genius if we weren't on Broadway and weren't in trouble." Syed joined in on the conversation.

"You're right." Sebastian agreed. "But it'd be hot."

Blaine decided not to comment on this.

After he was done with his costume and make up he went out of the dressing room, where he met Rachel who was ready for the stage.

"Oh, thank God, you're here. Where were you?"

"I had one of the strangest journeys ever. I was in the cab when a huge flash almost blinded me. I heard a bump and then the car stopped. I got out of it and saw a guy lying on the road. First I thought he died but then... I don't know how I should describe it. His skin was so pale. That's probably why I saw what I saw, but it looked like his skin was shining a bit. "

"Where was that?"

"In front of your apartment."

Kurt!

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To be continued...