*

Kurt was raised on a small farm in the country of Lima. His favourite pastimes were riding his horse and tormenting the farm boy that worked there. His name was Blaine, but he never called him that. Nothing gave Kurt as much pleasure as ordering Blaine around.

Kurt rode on his trusty steed, nearing the family farm, wind whipping by his face. There was simply nothing like this feeling. There could never be a feeling better than this one, he thought.

After dismounting his horse gracefully, Kurt turned to the farm boy. Blaine was currently cleaning out the stables. Without a doubt, Blaine would drop what he was doing and accomplish the task Kurt had in store for him instead. He always did.

“Farm boy. Polish my horse's saddle. Want to see my face shining in it by morning,” Kurt told him.

“As you wish,” Blaine replied, giving a nod and the tiniest of smiles.

'As you wish' was all he ever said.

Kurt thought he saw a kind of twinkle in Blaine's eyes as he said it, but it couldn't have been. He brushed it off and turned on his heels, walking up to the house.

What Kurt didn't see was the long, lingering look Blaine was giving him as he walked away...

*

Blaine was up early the next morning, as he is every morning, chopping wood. His sleeves were rolled up as far as they could go and beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead and down his face. It was a very exhausting chore, but it had to be done.

Kurt came walking around the heap of wood with two large empty buckets in hand.

“Farm boy,” Kurt said, “Fill these with water.”

Blaine ceased his work and just stared at him. His dark curls fell near his eyes. Eyes that had that same look in them as before...

“Please.” Kurt added, trying so hard to read the farm boy's face.

“As you wish.”

Kurt walked back to the house, but turned to look back at Blaine.

Blaine was giving him a long, lingering look.

Then it finally hit Kurt.

That day, Kurt was amazed to discover that when Blaine was saying 'as you wish', what he meant was 'I love you'.

And even more amazing was the day Kurt realized he truly loved him back.

He had finally found a more superior feeling than riding his horse, wind whipping by his face.

Surely, it was love.

On that day of realization, Kurt was preparing a meal. The farm boy came into the house with an arm full of firewood. He set down the wood, not knowing that it was now Kurt giving him a long, lingering look. Blaine was about to leave when Kurt piped up.

“Farm boy.”

Blaine paused in the doorway, looking back at the other boy. Kurt didn't know what else to say. He looked around the room for something. Anything to hear the one he loved say those three glorious words.

“Fetch me that pitcher?” he finally asked, even though it was easily within his own reach.

Blaine, ever so slowly, walked towards Kurt and the pitcher. Even as the farm boy reached for the pitcher, their eyes never broke contact. Blaine offered Kurt the item and said in a mere whisper,

“As you wish.”

Kurt's small smile grew to a grin. He was now very familiar with that moment when you say to yourself, 'oh, there you are'.

*

The young men discussed their futures together. Of many things, they discussed marriage. But there was a problem with that particular topic...

Blaine had no money for marriage. So he packed his few belongings and left the farm to seek his fortune across the sea. It was a very emotional time for Kurt.

Blaine said goodbye to Kurt at the doorstep of the farmhouse. He had only walked about ten steps, when two arms suddenly wrapped around Blaine's waist.

“Sweetie, what is it?” Blaine's voice filled with concern.

“I fear I'll never see you again,” Kurt confessed. Blaine held his darling in his arms, to comfort him.

“Of course you will,” reassured Blaine.

“But what if something happens to you?” The noticeable shakiness in Kurt's voice pained Blaine's heart. He stared into Kurt's eyes, hoping that Kurt could read in his eyes what he felt in his heart.

“Hear this now. I will always come for you.”

“But how can you be sure?”

“This is true love. You think this happens everyday?” Blaine said with a smile of utter certainty. His smile was contagious, as his love was smiling back at him. Kurt was convinced. The two shared a passionate kiss goodbye before Blaine departed. He swung his bag over his shoulder and set off down the country road. Yes, Kurt thought, my dearest love will come for me...

Blaine didn't reach his destination. His ship was attacked by the Dread Pirate Puck, who never left captives alive. When Kurt got the news that Blaine was murdered, he went into his room and shut the door. For days, he neither slept nor ate.

“I will never love again.”