There was a light tap at the door at around 9:00 AM. "Yes?" Blaine didn't want to open his eyes yet, but responded anyway. He and Kurt hadn't moved all night. Blaine was still sleeping with his arm wrapped around Kurt's waist and his legs and body tucked in behind him. The only change was that his left arm that was wrapped under Kurt's neck and was previously splayed across his chest was now being held with a soft familiar hand.

"Do you and Kurt want to get some breakfast?"

"Sure. Can you give us some time to get ready? We're not really up yet."

"Of course, honey. We're just going to go to the caf� down the street."

"Okay." Blaine took a deep breath. Today was a big day. They were going to visit their top two colleges today. "Kurt?"

"Mmm?"

"We need to get ready. Grandmother and Granddad want to go for breakfast."

"Yeah. Okay. It will take me about 45 minutes to get ready."

"If we take a shower together we can cut the time down for both of us."

Kurt turned to look at Blaine. "Do you really think that taking a shower together will make things quicker?" He smiled because showers always turned into more than showers.

"Today, we will shower and that's it. Plus I want you to do my hair today. You are so good at doing my hair." Kurt took his fingers and ran them through the curls.

"I like your curls. I understand them. Oh, what it would be like to live on the top of your busy little head."

"Busy?"

"You're like on speed half the time. You're always jumping around, thinking so much all the time. It's probably exhausting in that brain of yours." Kurt laughed.

"Okay Baby. Let's shower and get ready. They're waiting." Blaine grabbed Kurt and led him to the bathroom turning to turn on the shower.

"When did I even change?" Kurt looked at himself in the mirror.

"I changed you. Well, I changed your shirt and took off your pants. I figured you would want to upper half covered in case my Grandparents peeked in."

"Thank you. I must have been tired."

"We didn't get here until 1:30 AM. I was saying good night to my Grandparents and when I got in here, you were out. We didn't even turn the bed down." Blaine came up behind Kurt wrapping his arms around his waist. "You look fantastic as always. You know what you're going to wear, don't you?"

"Of course. I've been planning this in my head for days." Kurt shook his head at the question even being asked.

"Perfect.. What about me?"

"What about you?"

"Surely you planned what I would wear."

"Of course I did. We need to complement each other. I couldn't bear it if we clashed." Blaine laughed at Kurt's reasoning but that was so Kurt to plan ahead for this. "What time is NYU and what time do we split up? I'm really nervous."

"No need to be nervous. We are just visiting. They need to impress us just as much as we want to impress them. Besides, we just submitted our applications a week ago. NYU is at 1:00 and then Columbia at 2:30 and you will see Pratt at 3:00." Blaine rubbed Kurt's arms wanting to keep him calm.

"How am I getting there?"

"The car will drop me, then you and then come back for me. I'll be there when you're done." Blaine reassured Kurt just by the squeeze of his hand. "So let's shower and get going."

Blaine and Kurt loved to shower together. Kurt always said his guilty pleasure was to have Blaine wash his hair. Just the feel of Blaine's hands on his scalp, running his fingers through his hair was so pleasurable to Kurt. Blaine loved it whenever Kurt touched his hair, especially in the shower. They were a perfect match in that area. The shower was one of their places of intimacy. It was funny that the bathroom seemed to be a special place for them. All the baths and showers they took together in good and bad times. It was healing place for them. Today was different. There was no time for the guilty pleasure, though they each took care in washing each other thoroughly. They emerged from the shower and Kurt retrieved the required planned outfits.

"You, Blaine are wearing you Purple button up with a black tie, black pants and black loafers. I know how you love your socks, so I'm going to let you pick your own."

"Really?" Blaine's eyes widened. "I can't believe you're going to let me choose my own socks."

"Listen, if you're going to make fun of me, I will never give you that option again." Blaine stopped and reached in his bag for his blue, purple and white argyle socks.

"I hope this meets your approval Mr. Hummel."

Kurt flashed a bright smile. "Of course. Perfect, like you!"

Kurt grinned at Ellen, he felt at home with Blaine's grandparents. "I like it. So where do you live when you're here?"

"We have the place where we stayed last night here on Park Avenue, but we have a house on Long Island. When we are here during the football season, we generally stay at our home in Boston." Ellen spoke so eloquently all the time. It was never pretentious which Kurt loved. They had so much money, but never acted like they did. "You should visit Boston sometime before the end of the season. We'll go see a game. It'll be fun."

"I'd really like that. I like spending time with both of you." Ellen had a huge smile on her face and Blaine noticed it. She reached out and took Kurt's hand squeezing it gently.

"I love you too Ellen." Kurt always knew how to make a statement and he wasn't lying when he said that to her. Both Jack and Ellen held a special place in his heart because they were the first of Blaine's family to just accept them. Ellen had a stray tear fall down her eye and she brushed it away quickly.

Everyone at the table knew to just continue eating and not make a big deal of it. Blaine brushed off his lap and changed the subject. "We are going to NYU, Columbia and Pratt today. Then tomorrow, we don't have appointments, but we are going to see the Central Park Boathouse, Columbia Faculty House and if we have time the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens. We are trying to decide where to have our wedding."

"Central Park would be nice. We had our wedding there."

"Kurt's worried about all the people being able to get here." Blaine took Kurt's hands in his. He was rubbing them on his legs in thought.

Jack interrupted after sitting and just listening to the talk. "Nonsense. We will get them here."

"Jack I can't ask you to do that." Kurt already felt like Jack and Ellen had given him so much and he never did anything for them in return.

"Kurt, I knew Blaine would someday find someone, thought I didn't realize it would be so early in life. I donated a lot of money to fund the same sex marriage proposal so that he and now you would have the same right to marry." Blaine was dumbfounded. His grandfather never shared any of this information with him. "My only grandson was going to have the same rights as everyone else. I wanted to make sure of that."

Blaine had tears in his eyes. "Granddad, I didn't know.."

"I'm sorry if we weren't supportive enough in the beginning, but I always suspected this about you. You were always so good with women, listening to them and befriending them. I saw you glance at other boys when you were growing up. I at first hoped that it would pass. Your father did too." Jack looked Blaine in the eyes. "I am proud of you Blaine. I couldn't be prouder to have you as a grandson. Your father is proud too. He may not say it enough, but he is. I know him. He's so happy for you and Kurt. It took him a lot longer than me to understand, but he does now."

Kurt looked at Blaine with all the love he could muster in one glance. His grandparents were amazing and they deserved what they worked hard for and they loved Blaine as much as he did. Kurt needed to know what they thought. He wanted their approval. "Jack, do you think we are getting married to you?"

"Ellen and I married when we were young. Not as young as you will be, but young enough. I think you two have lasting power, so my answer is no. The two of you have shown that you give each other strength to be better and be more. There is no price tag for that. Sometimes you have to grab it while it's right there in front of you. I'm happy it was you Kurt." Kurt looked down in his lap because he didn't want to cry in front of them.

"Thank you" That was all that Kurt could say.

"No. Thank you Kurt. You make Blaine happy and he makes you happy. What more could you even ask for?"

There was silence and Ellen ended it. "Boy's you have the Park Avenue place to yourselves the rest of your visit. We are going up to Boston this afternoon. The team will be playing a home game so we'll be there for it. And the car is at your discretion. Marcus will be taking you wherever you need to go."

"You know boys, Massachusetts was the first state to allow same sex marriage. You could change your mind and get married at Gillette Stadium. I happen to know someone." Kurt perked up.

Blaine responded first. "We'll talk about it Granddad. That sounds like an interesting idea." He looked at Kurt and Kurt actually seemed very interested. Blaine smiled because it was sounding like an interesting idea to him also. "Will we see you before you leave?"

"I don't think so honey. That's why your Granddad and I wanted to have breakfast even if it was a late breakfast. We actually should be leaving soon and that will give you time to walk around a little bit before you have to be at NYU."

"Okay. When will we see you next?"

"We'll try to make it to your next home game. You father said it was probably in two weeks, so maybe in two weeks." Jack stood up while Ellen leaned in and gave Blaine a tight hug. Jack rounded the table and bent down to give Kurt a semi hug and Ellen was right behind him, pulling him up out of the seat to give him a proper hug. "The key will be at the desk. Enjoy your visit to New York and don't forget to make sure the flight plans were approved or you'll get stuck here."

"I will Granddad. See you soon."

Kurt and Blaine were with a small group or prospective students and parents waiting for their guide. Kurt was very antsy. The guide came up to the group and introduced himself as a Graduate Student in Philosophy at NYU. As the tour started, Blaine did not hesitate to take Kurt's hand amid the stares of the other visitors and parents. Ken the tour guide had questions occasionally. "How many of you have already applied to NYU?" Kurt, Blaine and 3 others raised their hands. "That's good. What are your prospective majors?"

"English Literature and Public Affairs." Blaine spoke first.

"Performance Arts." Kurt followed. The three other were architecture, engineering and undecided.

"Well we have a mix of people here. How many will definitely live on campus?" Blaine and Kurt did not intend on living on campus. "So you two aren't?"

"No, we have a place on Park."

"You will miss out on some great student events and student life is very diverse, but living off campus can be very fulfilling."

Blaine had become bolder and bolder since the acceptance of his family and did not hesitate, to Kurt's discomfort. "We are getting married in June." He noticed 2 of the parents whispering. He didn't care anymore. His family was behind him and frankly, he was an Anderson. He squeezed Kurt's hand tightly.

Ken looked down at his attendance list. "You are?"

"Blaine Anderson and this is Kurt Hummel."

"Oh! You're Blaine Anderson?" Apparently they do some checking on their prospective student, Blaine eyed Kurt knowingly. "Well, Blaine, I know a little about your background and I'm sure the city will be fulfilling for you.. Actually both of you. And.. Congratulations on your engagement."

They hung toward the back of the group as they walked the entire campus and took a trolley for part of it. Kurt was excited. He knew trying out here would be hard, but if he got in, he was definitely going to go here. Blaine had other plans. Though he liked NYU, his eyes were set on Columbia. They rounded out the tour and were ready to get into the car. Some of the families there were curious of who they were, but Blaine and Kurt decided to let them sit and wonder.

"Hi Marcus."

"Mr. Anderson, Mr. Hummel. Did you enjoy your visit?"

"We did thank you." Finally in the car, Blaine didn't hesitate to lean in and kiss Kurt. "I've been dying to do that for the last hour."

Kurt smiled into the kiss. "The long wait was worth it. I love you Blaine."

"I love you too." They held hands and kissed in the back seat as Marcus drove them to Columbia.

Blaine had a personal tour scheduled because he had applied early admission and he was getting close to the deadline. He would probably find out in the next month if he was admitted under early admission. Columbia was where his family went. He wanted it too. "I'm actually meeting with a counselor in the English Department." He kissed Kurt one last time before exiting the car. "I'll see you when you get out at Pratt. I love you. Have fun. I know you'll love it."

And he was off. Kurt was being driven clear across to Brooklyn.

"Dr. Stein?"

"Yes? You must be Blaine Anderson."

"Yes Sir." Blaine shook his hand and sat down in the seat the he gestured to.

"So Mr. Anderson. What are you planning on majoring in?"

"Comparative Literature and Society, sir."

"Law? Politics?"

"Maybe both, sir."

"I see. You certainly have the name for it. And very well known at this school. Following in the footsteps of those before you?"

"Partially. I think I can make my own way."

"Well, we'll see about that."

"On campus living?"

"No sir. I'm actually getting married in June." Blaine turned and eyebrow up wanting to see the reaction of this professor.

"Not a good choice."

"Maybe for others, but not for me."

"And why is it a good choice for you."

"I'm gay and my fianc�e is brilliant like me."

Dr. Stein smiled. "Well, perhaps you are cut out for this after all."

"I think so."

"And your fianc�e? Columbia?"

"No sir. NYU or Pratt. He is into design."

"Ambitious."

"We both are."

"His family?"

Blaine knew what this questioning was. It was all a test and he knew how to win this test. He remained confident and open. He got the feeling that they already knew whether he would be admitted. "Determined. Homegrown. Not educated."

"Interesting. Living life on the wild side are we?"

"No sir. He and his family are impressive in their own way."

"Different breeding."

"Yes, but good nonetheless." Blaine was a bit annoyed with the last comment, but kept his poker face on. This was part of the test to see if he had what it took to be something big someday. He knew he would be regardless of what any professor or school thought.

"Hard working?"

"The hardest. His father started his own mechanic shop."

"Salt of the earth." Dr. Stein raised an eyebrow.

"Determined."

"How so?"

"His father is Representative Hummel."

Dr. Stein smiled. "Impressive."

"I was too."

"So, Blaine Anderson, you seem to have all the luck. I think you will do just fine here at Columbia."

"I think so." Blaine smiled smugly. He knew he was in.

"Now, did you apply early decision?"

"Yes."

"I'll make a note of it. Will you begin in the fall or summer prior to freshman year?"

"Fall. I'm getting married and would like to have a honeymoon."

"Okay. So it's your turn to ask questions."

Blaine asked questions for a full 30 minutes and then Dr. Stein had a student show him around the campus. It was perfect for Blaine. He was ready to start, but he knew senior year and his wedding was still ahead. He was content and now wanted to see Kurt.

Kurt was seated in a private office with a Professor of Design. "Draw me something that I would wear to a ball."

Kurt crinkled his forehead not knowing if this was normal or not, yet he took the pad of paper and the sketch pencil. "Please stand and turn around once for me."

She obeyed. "Once is enough?"

"Yes. Please." Kurt took a deep breath because he could be cocky at home amongst the teachers in high school, but he worried that he offended the professor and panicked a little bit, but continued to draw.

After about 10 minutes of sketching, he handed her the pad. "Interesting. What is this?"

Kurt peered over. "A brooch."

"And this? Feathers?" She smiled.

"Yes."

"What material and color?"

"The main part of the dress will be Chiffon with accents in organza. Deep burgundy because you have olive undertone to your skin that will get washed out in black or navy. This will pink up your skin color." Kurt smiled at her.

"Well, you are a pleasant surprise Kurt Hummel. I like what you came up with. I think you have potential."

"Thank you."

"Where else are applying?"

"FIT, Parsons and NYU."

"They are all very good schools, but if you want to be recognized out of the gate, choose Pratt. We know how to get looked at in the fashion industry. If you are admitted, I think you would fit in well here."

"Thank you."

"Now, Rae will show you around."

Kurt was exhausted and was ready to take a nap before starting the evening. As he walked to where the car dropped him off, he was greeted by the sight of Blaine leaning comfortably against the car, arms crossed in front of him with a huge smiled and a single peach rose. Kurt stepped it up.

"I couldn't wait to see you." Kurt blushed when Blaine handed him the rose. "I know it sounds juvenile, but everything is perfect when I'm with you. When I'm not with you, it's less than perfect."

Blaine laughed because he just said the same thing backwards. "I get it Baby. Me too! Are you tired? It was a long afternoon."

"Yes. Can we take a nap?"

"We can do that. Especially because we don't have reservations until 7:00. We have 3 hours to kill before then and if we need to, the reservations can be changed. This trip is about us and our future, so we can do whatever we want."

"Nap Blaine and then maybe a real shower?" Kurt crooked his eyebrows and Blaine smiled back at him.