Kurt and Blaine left the stage hand in hand giving each other goofy grins. Kurt forgot he was supposed to be mad at Blaine. All the other people in the restaurant clapped Blaine's performance some even cheered and Blaine was almost certain he heard a couple of cat-calls. They walked back to their seats hand in hand; smiling.

"Aw! You two are still adorable together!" Mercedes cooed.

"I meant every word," Blaine said softly to Kurt once they had sat down, "I really do love you."

"You always were a hopeless romantic!" Kurt said fondly as he twisted one of Blaine's curls round his index finger. Blaine smiled he was definitely not one to deter Kurt from this.

"That's why you love me!" Blaine grinned and pulled Kurt closer; it felt great to have Kurt in his arms Blaine was sure he'd never tire of the feeling.

Mercedes quickly made an excuse, probably a false one, to leave the table. They all knew it was just to give Kurt and Blaine a little time to talk. Mercedes wasn't sure she was going to help Blaine quite yet, but she didn't have the heart to deter Kurt; he seemed to dam happy and who was she to ruin his happiness.

"This is nice," Kurt murmured, "just… being with you, it's nice. I feel whole."

"I know what you mean, you just make me feel… so… just so good. Never change Kurt, you're perfect just the way you are."

Kurt pulled back slightly, at first Blaine thought he'd said something wrong. Then he felt a pair of lips on his. Kurt's lips. Blaine was shocked at first but once he gained composure he quickly reciprocated.

"Look, I'm sick of the pretending I know what you're up to. I want in." Marco was sick of waiting for an opening, he had seen quite enough PDA from Kurt and Blaine to last a life-time. This would not stand.

"Huh?" Jayden drew from his acting skills, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh just shut-up Jayden, he probably heard everything. No point pretending anymore I guess. Anyway you were a rubbish boyfriend!" Trixie snapped, seeing the couple so intimate had affected her too.

"I can hardly help that! I'm gay! How am I supposed to know how to treat a girlfriend! I never learnt!" Jayden said defensively; he was a perfectly good boyfriend thank-you very much. It wasn't his fault Trixie couldn't act!

"You two are hopeless! No wonder you haven't made any progress! For this plan to work you need me!" Marco snapped.

"Ok, so what made you the king of break-ups? You don't even know the plan!" Trixie argued as loudly as she dared; she didn't want to alert Kurt or Blaine to their presence.

"I know the plan! That, my friend, proves another thing you clearly haven't even considered. We need a place to meet. We can't discuss this at the theatre! Imagine if Kurt and forgotten something and had gone back for it. He would have heard everything and it would pretty much have been game over!" Marco was fed up. They were wasting time, this had to be sorted.

"I have no problem with this. I got to be honest with you, Trixie; you can be a real bitch sometimes. It would be nice to have someone who actually has a plan and knows how to avoid complications." Jayden spoke up.

"I am not a bitch!" Trixie almost yelled.

"Whatever! I really don't give a fuck right now! How the hell do you think we're gonna achieve anything if all the time we have we're just wasting with petty arguments! I am in charge now! We will discuss the plan tomorrow evening at my apartment, we'll start straight after rehearsal and if you want any drinks or snacks you'll have to bring your own because I'm not paying for you two to pig out," with that Marco stood up and left the restaurant leaving Jayden and Trixie on their own.

It didn't take long for Trixie to unleash one of her infamous bitch-rants on Jayden, "What the fuck, Jayden! I am not a bitch! What were you thinking even suggesting something like that! Especially in front of him! Geez! Are you stupid or something!" Trixie would probably have continued had not at this point a rather annoyed looking waitress came up to their table.

"Do you mind keeping your voice down. You are disturbing the other customers. If you continue I will have no choice but to send you out," the waitress remained calm but both Trixie and Jayden knew the treat was real.

Trixie grabbed Jayden's arm with unnecessary force, "that won't be necessary we were leaving anyway, weren't we Jayden?"

Jayden saw Trixie's threatening eyes and decided that he had better go along with it if he wanted to keep his face the same shape, so he nodded, "yeah, we just remembered a meeting with a friend had been put forward an hour."

The waitress nodded, "I'll go get the bill."

It was only when the bill arrived that Jayden and Trixie realised Marco would not being paying his share, and, being Marco, he had ordered the most expensive thing on the menu.

"Sneaky bastard," Jayden muttered under his breath as he forked out for half of Marco's share as well as his own.

All in all the evening had definitely not been a good one for Trixie and Jayden. They would definitely need to up their game if they wanted their plan to succeed. Secretly Trixie was kind of glad they had Marco on their side, though she'd never admit it.

"You know what, I think it's my turn to sing," Kurt said with a smile. Blaine looked intrigued as he watched Kurt walk up to the stage. Kurt leaved through the karaoke book before seeming to find what he was looking for.

Kurt took the stage, "Well, I'm sure a lot of you saw my boyfriend sing earlier to me and I think I need to return the favour. So this, this is for you, Blaine. I love you. And… over the years I did miss you."

The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere

'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you, dear
'Cause I wish you were here

Kurt smiled at Blaine, Kurt had never admitted to anyone, rarely even himself that he had missed Blaine. He had been stubborn.

I'll watch the night turn light-blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly

The silence isn't so bad
'Till I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly

Kurt thought of the ways they used always hold hands people used to joke that they were glued together.

I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia
Chills me to the bone

Kurt thought of the ways he had faked his happiness just to please others because that was what was expected of him. Blaine had always accepted Kurt whatever

But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because
When I think of you I don't feel so alone

I don't feel so alone, I don't feel so alone

Blaine made Kurt feel whole, he could just be himself with Blaine, knowing that Blaine would still be there waiting for him.

As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
I'll think of you tonight

Kurt thought of the many nights he had cried himself to sleep imagining Blaine's arms around him. It was nothing compared to the real thing though it comforted Kurt a little to know that at one point he had been loved.

When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again

And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach
Back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear
Oh darling, I wish you were here

Kurt was crying by now, why could he change what happened, Blaine had made mistakes but they could have moved on so easily if Kurt hadn't had been so stubborn. Why was he so goddam stubborn? He realised that he wished more than anything he could go back to the past and make it up with Blaine. He had once said that the bullies couldn't touch them or what they had, but Kurt had let them. He had let them break their relationship almost as much as Blaine. So many wasted years that they could have spent together; Kurt would never get a second chance at them.

Blaine saw Kurt upset. He was too he knew exactly what Kurt had meant and why he'd picked the song. But Blaine also knew that Kurt needed him to be strong. God knows Blaine wanted back those lost years just as much as Kurt but they couldn't lose any more in the process of hunting down the lost ones that would never be found.

Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt, "We have time, never think that we have missed out because we haven't. We found each other again Kurt. We got our second chance and we are only stronger men because of it."

Kurt held on to Blaine as the shorter boy practically carried him back to his seat. "I guess we still have a little time. Nine weeks is quite a long time really."

They both knew that wasn't what Blaine had meant but neither had the heart to point it out.

"Ok," said Mercedes, lightening the mood and bringing them back to the little restaurant, "I think that's enough romantic drama for one evening! Besides I'm tried now, it's been a long day."

Kurt gave her a small, slightly teary-eyed smile, "Yeah, I still haven't arranged my flowers."

Blaine took Kurt's hand once again that night. Kurt was right his hand did fit perfectly in Kurt's. And for what felt like the millionth time Blaine found himself marvelling at how perfect Kurt's hands were. They were soft, with long delicate fingers and when Blaine kissing them they tasted like cinnamon.

"Come on Blaine, you have had plenty enough time to lust after Kurt for one night, let's go." Mercedes interrupted Blaine's thoughts. Blaine quickly reddened, before calling over the waitress.

"You ready for the bill? I'll be right back," a mature woman, with hair that once was probably blond though grey now, smiled at the three of them.

Kurt just rested his head on Blaine's shoulder and Blaine carefully stroked his hair, unwilling to bed murdered in his sleep for putting some of it out of place. Kurt smiled contentedly.

The waitress arrived back with the bill that Blaine insisted on paying despite Kurt's numerous protests. When she came back she turned to Kurt and Blaine.

"Look I'm not going to pretend to totally understand everything that's going on in your relationship because I don't, but I will tell you this. I've worked in this restaurant for forty-three years and we've done a lot of amateur singing and karaoke for those years. Often people will sing to their significant others, but I've never seen two people so connected the way you two are. So let me just say this: I don't know what you two have, but whatever it is, never ever let it go, because I can just tell you would regret it for the rest of your lives," both Kurt and Blaine were paying attention by now. Kurt knew he was in a lot deeper than he had planned.

Blaine wanted to walk Kurt back to the hotel so he gave the flat keys to Mercedes and the two of them walked together; hand in hand.

"Listen Kurt, about what that waitress told us, I was thinking do you think you might want to stay in touch after the nine weeks?" Blaine asked nervously.

"But ten weeks is what we agreed, there are nine left. I don't really want to get too involved Blaine." You're already too involved Kurt thought to himself but he quickly dismissed it.

Blaine tried to cover up his disappointment; he had hoped for a different answer, "but, what that woman said, did you not think…"

"Listen, Blaine, I do love you but I just don't think it would work out, sorry," Kurt almost whispered but Blaine heard him.

"Ok, Kurt, we can leave this for now," Blaine still didn't want to agree to ruling it out as a topic of conversation in the future.

For the rest of the walk they remained in comfortable silence. They didn't need to fill every gap with small talk, they were fine just being in each other's presence.

At the hotel Blaine kissed Kurt very gently on the lips, Kurt, to both his and Blaine's surprise, went for more. Blaine had never felt so alive all he could see was fireworks and Kurt and more fireworks. Kurt still tasted the same; like the most amazing blend of cinnamon and coffee mixed with fruit and something Blaine had never been able to quite make out.

"I love you, Blaine," Kurt said simply when they broke apart.

"I love you too, Kurt," Blaine responded.

That moment right there was one that Blaine knew he would want to remember forever. It was perfect and magical and brilliant and amazing; the sort of thing that had been the essential make-up of Blaine's dreams for the past five years.

Blaine was practically skipping back to his apartment, he was in a daze. Then out of nowhere someone caught his arm.

"Hey Blaine!" Jayden grinned.