Chapter 1

Kurt stares out of the window of the Boeing 747 as it makes its descent into Lima, Ohio. It had been almost 2 years since Kurt had been back in Ohio. Life in New York had gotten even busier. He was working as a waitress in a singing bar along with being in his last year at NYADA. He had also landed a starring role in an upcoming Broadway play.

May 31, 2012. The day he was finally leaving McKinley and Lima behind for good. The day he and Rachel packed their things to move to NYC to make their dreams come true. Also, the day he had to do the hardest thing he had ever done in his eighteen years of life. He had to let go of his Blaine. He didn't want to, but he knew he needed to for both Blaine and himself. He couldn't hold Blaine back from his own opportunities. As he walked off the stage with his diploma he saw Blaine waving to him and smiling out of the corner of his eye, but Kurt just stared straight ahead and walked back to his seat amongst the remaining graduates. This was going to be harder than he had anticipated. As they arrived at Kurt's house for his and Finn's joint graduation party. Kurt's breath caught in his throat knowing that this would be the last time he would ever talk to Blaine. This had to be a clean break for both of them. No further communication. No way to drag up the past. No chance of heartbreak.

"I'm so proud of you, Kurt. I'm so proud of how brave you were all on your own; standing up to bullies. I'm proud of you for graduating today but I'm the most proud of you for chasing your dreams. I know you'll succeed, Kurt." Blaine said, his eyes filled with emotion. Kurt took a deep breath, It was now or never.

"Blaine, I need to tell you something.", and with those words he had done the most difficult thing of his life. So he had let him go, with tears streaming silently down his face and whispered 'I love you's' shared for the last time, between the pair. The next day, as he was boarding his flight to New York, with Rachel in tow, he checked his phone one more time and saw the last text he would ever receive from Blaine Anderson. "Courage."

It had been almost 4 years since that day and Blaine was still on his mind. He really was impossible to forget.

"Kurt, Where are you?" He heard his step-brother say when he picked up his phone.

"Hi Finn. The plane just landed and I am now heading to Gate 3 to pick up my bags."

"Good, I'll meet you there. Bye, Kurt."

He reached his designation seeing his taller and younger brother waiting for him. "How are you little bro? I've missed you, Lima has never been the same without you, it's too quiet. There's no one to make me warm milk and to listen to all of my complaints." Finn said as he gave Kurt a hug picking him up as he did so.

"Finn, Put me down. We're in public. I need to grab my bag."

"Okay, little Kurtie.I doubt anyone in Midwestern Ohio recognizes the Broadway star."

"I thought we agreed that you wouldn't call me Kurtie ever again. Anyway, I'm not quite a Broadway star. The show has to premiere and then have a successful run first."

"No, you agreed, I never did. Kurt, it's about time the rest of the world sees how fabulous my brother is."

"Fine Finn, you can call me that. But I get to call you Finnstein."

"Okay, No Kurtie it is then. The Boy from Oz is going to be a hit because you are in it. Now, Which bag is yours?"

"It's the designer silver and red one right there." Kurt said as he reached for it.

"I've missed you, Finn. You always know what to say. There's no one in New York quite like you." Kurt tells him as he moves closer and pulls the taller man into a hug.

"Excuse me, I hate to interrupt you two but you're blocking my way." He turned around to see a dark haired young man straining to reach for his bag.

"Wait, Kurt Hummel; Is that you?" the young man asked.

"Yes, it is. Wait, Do I know you? You look really familiar." Kurt questioned.

"I would say we know each other. Just take away the curls and glasses." The young man answered smiling and combing his fingers through his hair. Wait, he knew that gesture.

"Blaine, is that you? You look great, I always told you that you should wear less hair gel out and wear your glasses more often." Kurt told him.

"You look wonderful too, I heard about Broadway, congradulations." Blaine smiled at him.

"How-um-how have you been, Blaine? It's been so long." Kurt stuttered out nervously. Blaine could always revert him back to pre-adolescent nervous tendencies.

"3 years and 7 months to be exact." Blaine answered quickly.

"You remember."

"It's pretty hard to forget. A break up will do that you especially a surprise one and one from someone as unforgettable as you were." Blaine told him.

"Oh Blaine, I've missed you." Kurt said honestly.