He felt his mind waking up, but his body really didn't want to move. He felt the comfortable heat of the body next to him. They had changed positions in their sleep and Blaine's head now rested on Kurt's shoulder. He could do this for hours, but something had interrupted his sleep. Kurt cracked open an eyelid and what he saw was discomforting.

Blaine's mother, Mrs. Anderson, was standing in the doorway. She was still holding her purse what meant that she had just walked in to find her son curled up with his boyfriend, naked. Her mouth was widely open in shock. Kurt realizing what was going on jumped up and curled the sheets around him. Leaving Blaine completely naked.

Blaine sat upright, he was disoriented. Everything had gone from warm, dark and cozy to cold and light. The first thing that hit him. He was naked. The next, Kurt had for some reason jumped out of bed. And at last, it hit him why Kurt was gone so quickly. His mother was standing in the door opening. Oh help. This was not going to end well.

"Blaine! What the hell is going on?" His mother squealed.

"You aren't suppose to be home, mum!" Was the first thing that came to mind.

"Yes, I can see that." His mother proclaimed.

His mother had turned around and Blaine was looking for something to put on. The first thing he found was Kurt's underwear. This was not happening. He quickly threw it in Kurt's direction and picked up his own. In the mean time Kurt was looking for his own clothes with the sheets still wrapped around his body. Once they were fully dressed, his mother turned back around.

"So boys, I understand that this will not be happening again?" She said with a slight blush on her cheeks.

"No, of course not, Mrs. Anderson." Kurt looked apologetic at her.

"No mother, at least not when there's a chance that you can walk in on us." Kurt's cheeks got a dark red blush.

"Okay, Blaine, I really don't have to know that. So who do we have here?" She said suggesting towards Kurt.

"Hello, I'm Kurt Hummel,.. Blaine's boyfriend. He invited me to spent some time here, with all of you."

"Oh, yes Blaine had mentioned something. Maybe you should get showered and fully cleaned up first. We will be having this conversation later. I'll be in the dining room." Mrs. Anderson turned around and walked out of the room, leaving Blaine and Kurt completely frozen. When the clicking of her heals echoed away, Blaine finally spoke up.

"That was probably the most embarrassing conversation I ever had with my mother. I don't want to face her ever again, Kurt." Blaine closed his eyes and let out a breath.

"I'm going to agree with you on the embarrassing part, but don't you think you're overreacting? She seems friendly." Kurt placed an arm around Blaine's waist.

"Yeah, maybe I'm overreacting. I'm just glad it wasn't dad who found us. I think he would have thrown me out right away. He still isn't very gay friendly. I mean he is starting to accept me, but if he found us like that. I don't think he would be able to tolerate it." Blaine had a sparkle of sadness in his eyes and Kurt was sorry for him.

"I'm sorry Blaine, I wish he was accepting as my father. But don't worry about it now. Let's go take a shower, clean up and greet your mum in flair." Kurt tried to cheer up his boyfriend.

"Oh, a shower, as in one shower for the both of us? I think I could do that." Blaine smiled at him.

"No funny business Blaine, we already got caught once today, don't you think that's enough?"

"Okay." Blaine said putting on a sad face.

The shower was wonderful. Kurt never imagined taking such a relaxing and lovely shower. They had been cuddling and kissing under the hot water. The kissing had lead to more kissing and soon enough it was time to get out.

They got dressed in silence and Kurt worked on his hair for almost an hour before coming out. As promised he had put on his McQueen outfit and his hair was put up in a stylish way. Blaine had to admit that his boyfriend looked absolutely stunning.

He himself was dressed in a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and his pink sunglasses and his curls hung loosely on his head.

"Hi there, I've been looking for you forever." Blaine said causing a slight blush on Kurt's cheeks.

"Oh stop it Blaine, that line got old. But I have to say, you look pretty good." Kurt checked Blaine from head to toe.

"Maybe it got old, but jeez Kurt you look amazing!" Blaine came closer and gave Kurt a quick peck on the lips.

"We should go downstairs before we get into more trouble, Mortituri te salutant." Kurt dramatically said looking at Blaine.

"Wait, you speak Latin?" He was amazed.

"A little, I took it for a year, but I don't remember much."

"Is there anything you can't do?" Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and they started walking down the long hallway.

"Je ne sais pas." Kurt couldn't help himself. He had to show off.

" Sono meravigliato." Blaine said.

"Okay, that's enough, I can speak French, you Italian. Let's just speak English again." Kurt looked a bit annoyed because he couldn't understand what Blaine just said.

"Okay, but can I say one more thing?" Blaine looked at him with brown puppy eyes. Kurt would not be able to resist those so he just nodded.

"Ti Amo." Blaine stopped and looked into Kurt's eyes.

"Je t'aime aussi." They shared another kiss and took a deep breath before going into the dining room.

Mrs. Anderson was sitting on one of the classic chairs with a coffee in one hand and the news paper in the other one.

"Hi, mum, you wanted to speak to us?" Blaine said. He was obviously nervous for what his mother was going to say.

"Yeah, take a seat boys. First Kurt you look lovely. Is that Alexander McQueen?" She pointing towards his outfit.

"Yes madam. You look outstanding as well. Am I right when I say you're wearing Vivienne Westwood?" Kurt said a little politely.

"Yes it is! You should go shopping with me sometime." She friendly smiled at him.

"I would love that." Kurt gave her a smile back and he felt a bit more relaxed.

In the mean time Blaine had sat quietly next to Kurt, still holding his hand. Blaine enjoyed that his mother and his boyfriend were bonding. They could become great friends.

"So I asked you guys here to discuss what I saw this morning in your bedroom." She looked at both boys who shifted a little in their chairs.

"Don't worry. It's nothing bad. And I'm not going to give you the talk. I trust you guys are safe and that's all I expect. But Burt called me and informed me that he didn't want you guys sleeping in the same room. If I was a good parent I wouldn't let you, but I see how much you care for each other. And if it's okay with my husband and Burt, I think I can let you guys stay in the same room for a few nights. I know that you're two responsible young men, who are not going to 'get it on' when your mother is sleeping down the hall."

Kurt was a little chocked to hear that his father had called Blaine's mother, but the fact that she was okay with them sleeping together had completely blown him of his socks. This was going to be one heck of a vacation. The only problem was their fathers. If they said no, there would be no discussion. Kurt finally dared to look up and found a grinning Blaine.

"Thank you, mum. You don't know how much this means to us. You're the best." Blaine got up and hugged his mother. Leaving Kurt a bit uncomfortable.

"Of course Blaine. But don't forget both of your fathers have to agree, otherwise we don't have a deal." She looked seriously at Blaine.

"Yes mum, where is dad anyway?" Blaine was still smiling like an idiot.

"He's still in Venice. He said he had to handle something before he could come back. I knew you were already here and I really wanted to see you so I decided to take the first flight back." His mother explained. She took Blaine in for another hug and he gladly took it.

"Blaine, maybe you could ask the staff to prepare a breakfast pick-nick I think you two can use some alone time. Maybe you can show Kurt the garden. You're free until noon. But I expect you to be here for dinner and I was thinking that we could do something together this afternoon." She pleaded.

"Okay mum, I promise we'll be back by noon. Thanks for trusting us. I love you!" Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and lead him to the kitchen.

There were a couple of people chatting around a table. Kurt recognized one of them as Andrew, the car guy, so this had to be the staff.

"Hey guys, I was wondering if you guys could maybe put a little breakfast for us together and bring It to the pavilion." Blaine gave them a waiting look and from everywhere there sounded comments like 'sure Mr. Anderson' , 'we'll get to it' , 'it'll be ready as soon as possible'. They left the huge kitchen and Blaine was glad he had Blaine to be his guide. He would be lost on his own.

They went through a few halls before opening a huge door which lead to the garden. It was even more beautiful out here. The morning sun reflected on the little drops of dew and made them sparkle like diamonds.

If you looked around you could first see a patio with a rocking chair, then there was a bridge over a beautiful lake and finally in the middle of the lake there was a pavilion. It was breathtaking.

"Do you like it?" Blaine looked at the horizon.

"Are you crazy? I love it!" Kurt said turning to Blaine. They pecked each other's lips.

They walked over the bridge in a comfortable silence.

Kurt had the feeling he was dreaming, because there was no way this was real.