Well, this is my first story, so please tell me how I'm doing!
When I saw Titanic 3D, I wondered how it would be like if the romance was settled between two boys.
This story is just about Kurt and Blaine, although I mention some of the historical people.

Of course I own nothing (watch out Ryan Murphy, one day I WILL!), the characters belong to Fox, the pictures in my head to James Cameron and the place this is set to White Star Line.

Let's not forget all those people loosing their lives during the sinking, my thoughts are with them.

Finally, Blaine's eyes got used to the sudden darkness he was surrounded by after stepping out of the sunlight and into the shadows of the monumental ship that would bring him back home. Just by the entrance he could see that this was the most luxury place he has ever been to. The walls were covered with a dark wood and decorated with gold. At the other end of the room he could see a row of elevators transporting first class passengers to their decks.

After a while he came back to reality, noticing a sharp pain coming from his elbow. His fiancéehad buried her nails into his skin, impressed by the ambiance.

Fiancé.

I'll never get used to that.

Although he had called Maria his fiancée since they were five years old and their parents decided to engage them, it still felt awkward.

Soon enough, a steward stepped towards them, with a smile on his face that looked like it was glued on.

"Welcome on board of the RMS Titanic. Would you tell me your names so I can show you your suites?"

Right. At least we don't have to share a bedroom.

Yet.

Before Blaine was able to say anything his father, coming up behind them, answered the question.

"James Anderson, this is my son Blaine and his fiancée Maria Swan. Now would you please tell me where Mr. Astor is? I can't miss an opportunity to talk to him."

Blaine sighed lightly. He wasn't in the mood to talk to another crowd of businessmen his father knew from countless societies.

"Father, if you'll excuse me, I'm very tired. I think I'll go to my room and rest for a while." He turned to look at Maria who still looked around curiously, paying no attention to the men's conversation.

"Do you want me to accompany you to your room?" he asked politely.

"Of course, that would be ni- ooh look, there is Lady Duff Gordon, I absolutely adore her. I HAVE to meet her!" and within seconds she disappeared between the other passengers.

Blaine walked around the corner and for the fourth time this day he stood in front of a wall.
He groaned and turned around to continue on the corridor he was coming from, when something hit him from aside. He faltered, and in lack of anything else to grab he reached his hands out for whatever had hit him, not noticing that it was moving too.

In one motion Blaine fell backwards, dragging it with him on the floor, landing on top of him.

Just then he realized it was a body.

"Oh my god, I'm so sor-" his breath caught when his hazel eyes met a pair of crystal blues.

Slowly he let the sight in front of him settle down in his brain.

This is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen.

These eyes. This skin. Those lips…

He was even more flattered when he heard a high, angelic voice coming out of this mouth.

"Would you mind letting me stand up again? Then you can go and hustle someone else."

Blaine flushed immediately and let go of the shirt he still clung at.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to- I mean it wasn't on purpose." he said, still trying to gain some breath.

They both stood up and readjusted their clothes.

He really looks nice in that suit.

Blaine tried to compose himself and dared speaking again.

"I'm sorry."
Can't I think of something else? Now he thinks I'm stupid.

Great.

The boy in front of Blaine lifted one eyebrow, so Blaine continued talking, hoping to create a better impression of himself.

"I'm Blaine Anderson by the way. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Kurt Hummel. Now if you'll excuse me…" and with that he turned around and walked away.

Blaine stared after him until he disappeared by turning around the corner.