Kurt and the New Directions go to Dalton to psych the Warblers out about sectionals. Klaine haven't met yet...

"I can't believe we're doing this." Kurt whisper-shouted as he and the New Directions crept down a Dalton corridor in the hopes of it leading to the choir room.

"Well, you better start believing it because that's all you've said for the past 20 minutes." Puck snapped.

"Shut up!" Santana growled as they turned a corner and came to two large doors, "I think this is it."

Kurt nodded, leant his hands against the doors, took a deep breath and-

Fell forward... Into another boy.

Kurt glanced up to meet two pairs of curious hazel eyes which were looking straight down at him.

-_-_-

"Warblers, Warblers, I'm merely suggesting we wear blue ties with red piping, instead of red ties with blue piping for the competition."

Wes sighed, "Why? Who're you trying to impress? Got a new man in your life, Anderson?"

"No, I-"

"Come on, we all know he's still looking." Nick snickered.

"Yeah, he's been looking forever." Jeff rolled his eyes.

"But, sadly for Blaine, he has no one." Nick shook his head.

"He's all alone." Jeff agreed sadly

Blaine sighed exasperatedly and began walking towards the door, "I'm leaving."

"What for? To go searching for someone that will never come?" Nick called after him.

"Come on, Blaine. It's not like your perfect guy is suddenly going to fall into your arms." Jeff raised an eyebrow.

Blaine simply glared at the pair before pushing on the door, fully expecting the usual silence that located the choir room hall.

But things were different today.

He felt something fall onto him and he immediately wrapped his arms around the figure to stop it from falling.

He glanced down in surprise, not able to conceal the gasp that left his lips when he was met with a pair of the most beautiful eyes he'd ever seen.

"Oh, come on! Seriously?" He heard Jeff shout in disbelief from behind.

"What're the odds?" Nick laughed.

Blaine frowned as he continued to examine the boy in his arms. The boy's chestnut hair was quiffed to perfection, standing gracefully above his head. His cheeks were tinged red and he was breathing heavily. His skin was pale, almost porcelain like which only punctuated his red lips, so plump and kissable and so, so close and-

Blaine shook his head, Bad Blaine. No undapper thoughts.

"Hi." The boy squeaked.

And Blaine grinned back, "Hi."

The boy looked awkward for a second before Blaine realised that he was still holding him in his arms.

After hastily letting him go, Blaine held out a hand for the boy to shake, "I'm Blaine."

"Kurt." The boy smiled, shaking his hand, "And these are the New Directions." Kurt gestured to the intrigued looking group of teens behind him.

Blaine raised an eyebrow, "The glee club from McKinley?"

"Yeah, and we're apparently here to psych you out of the competition." Blaine frowned and Kurt shrugged, hastily adding,"They dragged me along with them. Trust me, I'd much rather be shopping. That's what I was going to do before someone," He glared at Puck, "Came upon this amazing idea."

"Hello, Im Rachel Berry." A small brunette waved at him, "I'm the lead soloist in our group and I want to be the first to say, your group is incredibly talented. The New Directions are better, but you're good. I also want to say that we are not here to spy. We-"

"Man hands!" Santana yelled, "Shut up!"

"Yeah, other hot Jew, come on, you're always doing this. Let someone else speak for a change." Puck agreed.

Trent's jaw dropped open as the glee club broke into an argument, yelling at each other for no apparent reason.

Apart from Kurt. The chestnut haired boy simply stood to the side, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Blaine frowned at walked closer to Kurt, "You okay?"

Kurt glanced up, smiling slightly when he saw Blaine, "Yeah. Well, as okay as one can be with friends like this." He gestured wildly towards the arguing group.

Blaine laughed, "They're an odd group, I'll give them that."

Kurt smiled.

Blaine grinned.

Nick looked at Jeff.

Jeff looked at Nick.

"Mistletoe!" They yelled together.

Blaine turned to frown at the boys, only to see the pair pointing above his head.

Glancing upwards, he gulped. There, right above his and Kurt's head, hang exactly that; mistletoe.

"It's not even Christmas." Blaine frowned.

"Hey, its only 45 days!" Jeff pouted.

"We like getting into the holiday spirit early, you know this Blainers." Nick nodded.

Blaine groaned and turned to face Kurt who was glaring above his shoulder.

Blaine turned to see Kurt's glee club winking at him and making suggestive gestures. That must have been what Kurt was glaring at.

He turned back to find Kurt staring at him this time.

Kurt shrugged and Blaine smiled a cheeky grin.

He tilted his head slightly and Blaine's eyes fell to his lips.

Blaine looked up to Kurt's eyes before he looked back down to Kurt's lips and the boy licked them self consciously.

Blaine raised his gaze once more to look into Kurt's beautiful blue ones as he edged closer.

And then his vision was completely covered by Kurt's eyes, their breath mixing together. There was only one thing left to do.

So Blaine leaned in.

There weren't any fireworks, like Kurt had expected. No electricity ran through his veins and connected him to Blaine. All he felt was a sudden sense of completion. As if Blaine was all he needed to be complete. Everything made sense but was so confusing at the same time. He could hear wolf-whistles and cat calls echoing around him but at the same time he couldn't hear anything but Blaine's breath coming out in short little puffs of air. He could taste Blaine's tongue tracing his lips and could smell the coffee on the boy's breath but was also unaware of anything. He felt wanted and desired, loved and needed. But above all, he felt whole. He felt as if Blaine was the missing piece to the puzzle of life that Kurt had finally found.

Blaine, having felt the exact same way, broke the kiss with great displeasure, panting heavily and wanting to dive back in for more but not wanting to push Kurt if the boy hadn't enjoyed it as much as him.

Kurt looked up at him, a sudden look of lust on his face as he reached his arms up, snaked them around Blaine's neck and pulled him back in.

Blaine moaned against his lips, hands tangling into Kurt's hair and pressing him lightly against the wall.

Kurt pulled away to lean close to Blaine's ear and whisper, "Can I call you my boyfriend now, please?"

"Well, I don't kiss anyone like this unless I like them a specific amount so I guess you have no choice."

"Aw, damn." Kurt pouted playfully, "That's not fair."

Blaine hummed quietly before leaning forward and connecting their lips again.

Everyone in the room was showing some form of celebration.

Whether it be Puck who was fist pumping the air, Mercedes and Tina who were giggling, Rachel who was applauding quietly, Wes and David who were whistling, Santana who was smirking, Finn who was merely smiling, Nick and Jeff who were chanting "Klaine!" or Artie who was rolling around in circles, without a shadow of a doubt, everyone was happy for the two boys who had finally found each other despite both of their suffering and fighting.

They had each other now. Fearlessly and forever.

*sniff* Not crying *sniff* not at all.

OH WHO AM I KIDDING? *sobs*

*Que the emotional music* So, my fellow Klainers. On this day, 6 years ago, one oblivious Blaine and one completely smitten Kurt began their journey. They were best friends, boyfriends, ex-boyfriends, fiancés, ex-fiancés, lovers, husbands and dads. They've done it all. They conquered everything Ryan Murphy could throw at them.

And it all started on a pearly white staircase in the middle of a private all-boy school in Westerville, Ohio.

Keep klaining!

^.^