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Title: It Doesn't Change Anything
Summary: AU. Set during 2x18: Born This Way. How exactly did Blaine and the Warblers end up serenading Kurt at McKinley? Slash. Klaine.
Genre: Drama/Romance
Rating: T to be safe
Spoilers: 2x18 Born This Way - picks up after the meeting in Figgins' office.

Author's Note: I was incredibly bummed last night 'cause I wanted to see Kurt tell Blaine he was transfering, then see how New Directions got the Warblers to come to McKinley. This happened.

Part 1:

"So how'd it go?"

Kurt flinched and looked up from his cup of coffee. Blaine was staring at him, a small smile forming on his lips.

"Hmm?" he said.

"The meeting with the principal at McKinley," said Blaine. "It go okay?"

Kurt shrugged.

"Yeah, pretty much." he bit his lip. "Karofsky apologized."

Blaine arched an eyebrow as he took a sip of his coffee.

"Really?" he said, his tone somewhat flat. "Took him long enough."

Kurt was quiet for a minute.

"Santana made him." he said finally. "She thinks if I come back, New Directions will win at Nationals, and she'll get elected Prom Queen...and she knows I won't come back unless it's safe."

Blaine fought to keep his anger in check. So the ass who'd bullied his boyfriend couldn't even give him a sincere apology for making his life hell?

"So he didn't mean it." It wasn't a question.

Kurt was silent.

"I think he did on some level." he said, reaching over to take Blaine's hand in his. "I mean we're not going to be shopping buddies or anything but I don't think he'll give me trouble anymore."

Blaine's eyes flicked up to meet Kurt's.

"You're going back."

Kurt hadn't counted on how painful telling Blaine the news would be. He fought back tears and squeezed his boyfriend's hand.

"I have to." he said gently. "Not just because I miss New Directions - it's - if you could have seen my dad when we met with Karofsky and his dad -" the counter tenor could feel panic setting in as he tried to justify his reason for going back to McKinley. "I can't put him through this much stress. I couldn't take it if he suffered another heart attack, and he and Carole can't afford -"

He broke off and looked down at his coffee cup.

"Hey," Blaine's expression was understanding. "It's okay. Kurt, look at me."

After a minute of silence and another gulp of coffee, Kurt raised his head.

"I told you before," said the shorter boy. "I'm fine with you going back. All I want is for you to be happy."

Kurt smiled sadly, scooting his chair around the table so he was sitting next to Blaine, instead of across from him.

"I don't know if I can handle not seeing you every day though." he whispered.

Blaine sighed and reached over, gently stroking his boyfriend's cheek, not caring that they were in public. Kurt flinched, but then relaxed into the touch.

"We'll make the distance thing work," Blaine promised. "It'll be okay."

"How do you know?" Kurt reached up to place his hand over Blaine's, keeping it pressed to his cheek.

Blaine chuckled.

"I don't," he said honestly, "but I know we can get through this. It doesn't change anything."

"You say that now," said Kurt, now dropping his hand, "but what about Nationals...and prom...and senior year..."

He was rambling, and he knew it, but he couldn't stand the fact of being separated from Blaine. He cared too much for the other boy to let that happen.

He felt the worries and the panic start to disappear as Blaine laughed.

"Slow down, we have time to figure all of that out, okay?" He bit the inside of his cheek, deep in thought, and then continued, "I'm not saying it'll be easy, but we can both try. I'm willing if you are."

Kurt smiled.

"Of course I am."

Blaine smiled back.

"I'm glad." he said. "Come on. I'll take you home."

"I had a great time today." Kurt smiled. "Thanks for being so understanding."

They were standing on the front porch of the Hummel-Hudson house.

"I'm glad." Blaine leaned forward and brushed his lips against Kurt's cheek. "and it's no problem. Like I said, all I want is for you to be happy."

Kurt smiled, then wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck, pulling the shorter boy in for a long, passionate kiss.

Predictably it was cut short when the door flew open and Kurt shoved Blaine backward as Burt appeared in the doorway. Blaine would have fallen off of the porch had his boyfriend's father not reached out and grabbed his arm.

Kurt fought to keep his face straight as Blaine thanked his father, then turned back to look at him.

"I'll call you later?" he said hopefully.

Kurt smiled.

"Yeah, of course." he said.

He waited until Blaine pulled out of the driveway, waved one more time, and then headed inside.

A couple days later, Kurt called Blaine and asked him to come over.

The two were curled up on the couch, watching Breakfast at Tiffany's when Kurt blurted it out:

"My dad signed the transfer papers."

Blaine was quiet for a moment.

"Oh."

Kurt hit the 'pause' button on the remote.

"You're mad at me." he said softly.

"Kurt, I'm not mad."

He really wasn't. He was more in shock - he hadn't expected the transfer to happen so soon after their discussion.

"Yes you are." said Kurt, his voice going higher as he grew distressed. "You are -"

He was cut off as Blaine crashed his lips against his own, a soft moan escaping his throat when they broke apart a few moments later. Blaine sighed.

"I'm not mad at you." he said gently. "I told you, remember? All I want is for you to be happy."

A tear rolled down Kurt's cheek, and Blaine reached over to wipe it away.

"When do you go back?" he asked.

"Wednesday."

Blaine leaned back against Kurt's chest.

Three days. Blaine sighed, and felt Kurt's arms wrap around his waist, squeezing gently. The movie was playing again.

One thought lingered in the shorter boy's mind:

Warbler practice was going to be hell tomorrow.

I think this'll be around three parts, but we'll see...I know for sure it'll stop right after SOWK.

Next part should be up soon!

As always, reviews are welcome, but please no flames!