Hey, there *-* So, I read A LOT of Klaine fics here (Like, seriously, a lot. Like, every day I read the new fics in the Klaine page xD) but I never really dared to write anything. English Is not my first language (Brazilian here :3), but I had this idea while listening to Blackbird (Chris' voice is gonna kill me someday, no doubts about that. I'm already addicted to the song) and I just had to post It. This take place in Pav's funeral (Which, by the way, I'm absolutely sure I won't survive watching. Pavarotti just got me. Read "Ruffled Feathers" and you'll understand. Plus, FreePavarotti tweets are like crack to me and they're really depressing me lately.)

I kinda took inspiration from this fanart I found on tumblr:

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Disclaimer: Glee Is not mine. It belongs to Ryan (Troll) Murphy, Fox and all this stuff. If at least Klaine was mine... I'm not sure If they'd be together by now, but they'd surely be having more action. And Kurt would no how to make a sexy face, because he's Kurt Freaking Hummel! u.u

Ok, I'll stop talking...

You were only waiting for this moment.

Kurt stared at his shoes, ashamed. Sad, confuse, defeated. He then started to sing:

Blackbird singing in the dead of the night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

Suddenly the words hit him with a cruel strengh. The truth in them consumed him.

Blackbird singing in the dead of the night

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to be free.

Blaine looked at him confused while he tried to follow the vocals with the other Warblers. Realization kept showing in the countatenor's face that was singing the words to himself and Blaine understood.

Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly

Into the light of the dark black night.

Kurt met the look of the boy he loved and smiled sadly. He knew Blaine had understood. He averted his gaze to the box that held the body of the little yellow bird.

Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly

Into the light of the dark black night.

Blaine couldn't stop the tears. Kurt was leaving. He kept singing, ignoring the damn water dripping down his face. His eyes met his best friends'. He smiled, trying to hide the pain. Kurt just shook his head as like he was saying "There's no reason for this crying. It's gonna be ok". But his own eyes started to fill with tears. He tried to ignore them. He knew he was right.

Blackbird singing in the dead of the night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

The Warblers just kept doing their vocals, sad because of the loss of the mascot, tired because of the time. It was only 6 a.m. Just some of them were aware of the silent talk between the two friends.

The sky looked surprisingly beautiful. No clouds, just the big, bright sun. As If It was made for Pavarotti. So he could fly in peace in all this beauty. Finally.

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Blaine and Kurt looked at each other long and intensely. Already missing each other. Sadness, comprehension, tiredness in their eyes. But one feeling was stuck in there. That feeling.

Kurt end up with the last line smiling to himself:

You were only waiting for this moment to arise.