Klaine Week 2012
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Klaine Week 2012: Day Two: A FAU of two princes.


T - Words: 1,229 - Last Updated: May 20, 2012
Story: Complete - Chapters: 7/7 - Created: Mar 12, 2012 - Updated: May 20, 2012
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Author's Notes: First things first, I don't have bad grammar (not horrendously so to my knowledge, anyway), or weird pronunciation of an 'A' so I'm just going to clear it up, the title is pronounced 'a f-ay-you of two princes'; the name comes from the 'F' for 'fairy' as in 'fairy tale' and the 'ay-you' from the brief of AU, so that's it. I don't know if that gives you an idea of what's to come? Anyway, here's day two of Klaine week - AU!Klaine. Enjoy, and let me me know what you think. Thanks, Josie, X.

 

Kurt sighed, he didn't want to do this. He didn't want to marry this Rachel. No, his mind countered, he just didn't want to marry a girl. Sure, he thought girls were great, would happily hang out with them, but he didn't want to have to spend the rest of his life with a person that he did not love. Well, yes, admittedly, he loved Rachel, but as a sister. The two of them had been friends since he could remember, and had both made up their minds on what type of people they would marry, Rachel, in this case, knowing the specific person; one Quinn Fabray, a pretty blonde who worked in the kitchen at Kurt's home, and often met up with Rachel late at night in secret. Rachel had told Kurt that Quinn had even given her the chaste kiss goodbye once or twice recently, and that he wasn't to spill a word to a living soul or she would personally mess his face up in numerous ways, followed closely by his hair.

 

"Kurt, I'm so proud of you." Burt told his son, smiling as he watched him have his suit adjusted slightly before he left the room, and walked down the aisle to meet Rachel at the alter.

Kurt's lips twitched upwards at the corners in a false smile, looking at his father's reflection in the mirror. His father didn't know he was gay, nobody did except Rachel. Like with her and Quinn, it was their secret, and that was how it would stay. When his father had left the room, Kurt told his tailor that his suit was fine, he was comfortable in it, and he would be okay from then. Saying his thanks, he said the small, balding man with glasses could leave, and followed him towards the door to close it after him. As soon as the man was gone, the door was closed, and Kurt's back was against it as he slid down to sit on the floor, pulling his knees to his chest and resting his head on them as his arms wrapped around his knees. He groaned in to his legs, unsure of what to do. If he married Rachel, he would be, to put it in understandable terms, the head honcho, but if he didn't, his family line would cease to exist in having that role, they would just sort of... fade out of the picture in 'that world'. Did he mention that in said world the only marriages – relationships, at that – that were condoned were those that were between a guy and a girl.

Kurt jumped when there was a knock and the door was opening against his back. As quick at lightning, he jumped up, looking at the person who was trying to test his ability at being a barricade. And, well, this person could test him any time he wanted to.

"Hi, I'm Blaine. Umm, I was sent to just, umm, just double check over everything with you, and, umm, make sure you know your, umm, your wedding vows." The man stumbled across his words, looking back and forth between Kurt's face and his feet as he spoke.

Kurt didn't take in a word, he just stared at the beautiful man that stood before him; with his beautiful dark curls, and his honey coloured eyes that went from gold to amber – they reminded Kurt of those of a tiger – and lightly tanned skin that stretched across his short frame. He was dressed in a simple black suit with a white button-up, and a deep red tie to match the bridesmaids' dresses, Rachel's flowers, and the groom's and groom's men's boutonnières. Kurt snapped out of his gaze when a throat was cleared. "Sorry, what?"

"I, umm, I asked if you knew you... if you knew your vows." The man replied, staring down at his constantly twiddling thumbs.

"Oh, err, yeah. Yeah, I remember them."

"Okay, and you're almost ready?"

Before Kurt could think, he said "No." Upon hearing the man say pardon in a shocked voice, he said "N... no. I'm not, and I never will be; oh, my God, why am I telling you this? Why am I getting married in a church when I'm an atheist? Why am I talking to myself?" He was now walking back and forth across the room.

"Because you're nervous?"

Kurt suddenly stopped pacing, turning to look at the man, and saying "That was rhetorical, but yes.", a small smile on his face, the first real one that had been shown in a long time when in public. "I'm nervous, I'm tired, I'm worried, I feel like everyone's watching me, and willing me to do this, and also because I don't to do th-" Kurt stopped, realising that during his rambling session he had almost said that he didn't want to do it, that he didn't want to go through with this marriage he had been forced in to.

"Why don't y- sorry, err, sorry, I shouldn't be asking that." His cheeks flushed an adorable rouge as he looked down, shaking his head slightly to himself.

"N... no. No, it's fine." Kurt sighed, running a hand through his hair, striding across the room again, as he spoke again "I got forced to do this, so that I could keep my family's name on the wall of royals. If I don't marry then it all stops, and I end up feeling like crap, and a failure."

"Are there not any... any other girls you could marry."

He turned to this man. Kurt was telling some of his deepest secrets to a stranger – he didn't even know his name! "I... I don't... I don't want to marry any of those girls." Before the stranger could say anything, Kurt shouted "I want to marry a man!", gripping his hair in frustration, tugging on it slightly. His eyes watered as he all but crumbled to the floor, pulling his knees to his chest. "I just... I want to be happy, but I want to make my dad happy as well, you know?" When he next looked up, the man was beside him, and he had a sincere look in his eyes, nodding slowly and saying that he knew, and he understood. "How do you know?!"

The man took a deep breath before standing up and extending a hand to Kurt, pulling him to his feet after Kurt had taken a moment of hesitation, and taking his hand in his own "Hi. I'm Blaine, and... I'm gay.", he said as he shook the brunet's hand, "That's how I know."

Before hands could be snatched away, or more awkward words could be uttered, Kurt whispered "Run away with with me."

Blaine's jaw sagged a little, and he looked at Kurt with an expression that said he didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to do, what to think, what to say. But his body decided for him as his head began to slowly nod. He returned the light smile that Kurt sent him, and grinned as Kurt moved his hand so that they were now holding hands. And then he was being pulled towards a door that was concealed by a large set of heavy velvet drapes.

The two laughed lightly as they ran down the corridor that had been behind the hidden door, both of their hands still holding on to one another's as they did so.

 

End Notes: Okay, so, originally, I was going to write this a little differently, but I had a lot of coursework that has been given a very short deadline so I'm having to cram everything in to meet it. But, well, basically, I saw it ending with Kurt and Blaine more being a little like Tiana and Naveen like in The Princess and The Frog, and eventually making their way to this land's equivalent of New York, and them getting married, and Kurt technically being kind or whatever, and changing the law about marriage (like in The Princess Diaries II), and them living happily ever after, and Quinn and Rachel getting together.

Anyway, let me me know what you think, if you'd like. Thanks, Josie, X.


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this is so sweet and brilliant and you are wonderful and gah all the feels.

Eeeeeee! Awww, thank you!Here have a Darren smiley as a thank you, because apart from all of the internet love, I can't give you anything else but my words ¦:).Thanks again! :D.Josie, X