He's My Brother Part 2

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Neal sat in the audience of the theatre. It was out of his radius but Peter had pulled some strings so he could watch his brother perform.

The 13 teens of New Directions, as they called themselves, had all too eagerly told Peter and Neal all about their competition: how they had crushed at Sectionals and Regionals, how they'd lost last year, and how Kurt and Blaine were doing the duet this year not Rachel and Finn so they couldn't repeat the kissing debacle of the previous year…whatever that meant.

So now here Neal sat, Peter, Elizabeth, Jones, and Diana all sitting around him. They'd been all to eager to come when they found out Neal had found his brother. None of them had known much about the brother beyond that he existed. The conman kept a photo of Blaine on his desk, he'd only mentioned once or twice that the boy was his brother, but the others knew to drop it at the sad tone Neal had when talking about him.

"Up next, New Directions!" The announcement rang through the room. Neal looked down at his program once again, smiling as he read his brother's name listed under New Directions. He couldn't believe he Blaine had all but fallen into his lap, that he still loved him, that Neal could be in his life again. And now he was going to get to hear him sing again.

He thought back to the conversation the two had before once they managed to get a moment alone.

"It's so good to see you happy, Blaine." Neal said, the two strolling through Central Park.

Blaine smiled shyly, eyes on the path they walked on. "I just got you back after thinking you were dead for three years, of course I'm happy."

"No, it's not just that." Neal said, watching his little brother. "Before you saw me outside the café I got to watch you for a second. You were…happy. You were you again." Neal tilted his head back, "Maybe because I wasn't around to fuck up your life anymore."

Blaine stopped walking, glaring at his brother, "Stop that shit, Neal." Blaine said darkly, "You were the only good part of my life until I went to Dalton."

Neal's eyebrows raised, changing the subject as the two began to walk again."You went to Dalton? I thought you wanted to go to Westerville Central. What made you change your mind?" Blaine shrugged, his demeanor completely changing. Neal knew he'd struck a nerve. "Blaine?"

"I was getting bullied at school. No big deal." He shrugged.

Neal froze mid-step, heart stopping. "You were bullied? Enough to switch schools?" Blaine just shrugged again, "Blaine please-"

"I got the shit kicked out of me, happy?" Blaine said defensively.

Neal's fists shook, "No. No I'm not. What happened?"

Blaine bit his lip, anger ebbing. "After I came out to you I felt better about it, so a friend of mine and I went to a dance together…we were the only gay kids in school." He shrugged, "The other kids didn't appreciate our decision."

"They beat you up for going to a dance?" Neal whispered, horrified, "Was it bad?"

Blaine shrugged again, but went on, "I was in the hospital for a little while…then when I got out I convinced mom and dad to let me transfer. So I went to Dalton and boarded there until…until this year." He smiled a little, "I transferred to McKinley to be with Kurt."

Neal couldn't help but smile at the dreamy look on Blaine's face, but his smile disappeared fast. "God, Blaine…I'm so sorry I wasn't there for all of this."

Blaine shrugged, "I thought you were dead so it's not like you could have been there."

"But I wasn't dead! God damn it, if they had just given you my letters you'd have known and you could have told me-"

"Neal, please. It's all over now. It doesn't matter."

"It does matter, Blaine!"

"No, what does matter is we're together now." Blaine smiled at his brother, who had tears in his eyes once again.

Without a thought Neal wrapped his arms around Blaine, "God Blaine, I'm so sorry for everything. I'm going to make it all up to you, I promise."

"I know you will." The two pulled back, smiling, "Starting by coming to the performance tomorrow."

Now here he was, tears in his eyes as he watched his brother walk to the center of the stage.

"Never knew I could feel like this, like I've never seen the sky before."

"He's fantastic." Elizabeth whispered in his ear, sounding awed.

"He is." Neal whispered back, eyes never leaving Blaine.

"Come what may, come what may. I will love you until my dying day."

"He's all grown up." Tears spilled from the older brother's eyes as watched his brother, Kurt coming from off stage to join him.

"And there's no mountain to high, no river to wide. Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side. Storm clouds may gather, stars may collide. But I love, I love you, until the end of time."

Neal watched, eyes completely glued to the two. He didn't even blink until the song was over. The second the final note cut off Neal was out of his seat, screaming and clapping like a maniac for his little brother. He saw a bright smile come across Blaine's face on stage as the rest of their club joined him for the next song. Blaine had heard him. All of New York had probably heard him. But he didn't care.

He was so proud of his little brother.

He finally had him back.