Inspired by SWOWK.
Title from Five Years, by David Bowie.

Starts in the post New York present but ends up in the future. WARNINGS: boy slash, semi-minor character death.

Author's note: Oh hello! I'm Gingerkid's partner in crime Kayla! Um, yeah, so this is my first fic I've written on my own that I actually enjoy writing! The first few chapters will be short but, hang in there! If you don't stay to read the story, stay for my awkward authors notes! Anyway, I'm rambling. Enjoy!

"Where are we?" Kurt asked as they finally stepped out of the thick woods into a moonlit clearing. He grasped tightly onto Blaine's hand and took in a slight gasp of night air as he took in the beauty around him.

"A place only I knew about..Now you know too.." Blaine said with a slight grin as he squeezed his boyfriend's hand lightly. Kurt looked around in wonder and the dry summer breeze wisped through his hair slightly. Blaine couldn't help but stare at the taller boy and think how beautiful he was. He usually hated to use that word to describe a boy. Beautiful. But Kurt was, there was nothing about him that didn't scream it. His milky pale skin, his crystal blue eyes, and the gentle curve of his body. Blaine couldn't describe him without using that word. He was the very embodiment of beauty.

"It's amazing..." Kurt said silently, as if he felt that if he spoke to loudly, or moved too quickly, he would upset the balance of this beautiful world he had been introduced to. The moonlight danced across the short grass and to the far right was an enormous fallen tree. Kurt released Blaine's hand and made a quick gait over to it, hoisting himself up and sitting on it, letting his feet dangle and looked at a semi-confused Blaine.

"C'mere" he said, patting the spot next to him. Blaine walked over and, with Kurt's help, sat next to him.

"How did you find this place?" Kurt said, placing his hand over his boyfriend's.

"Well," Blaine started, looking at his feet as he swung them back and forth, "My dad and I had gotten into a huge fight about a year ago... And, I ran.. I ran as far away as I could. I didn't even know where I was running. When I came here, it was so amazing... It gave me the feeling of being safe. Being somewhere where I could just be who I was and I started coming here any time I was upset, or had a rough day.."

"How do you know how to get back here? I mean if you just happened upon it accidentally.." Kurt asked, and scooted closer to Blaine.

"I just remember where the general area is and I walk, and hope to god I find it." Blaine chuckled, and looked up at Kurt.

"So we had a chance of getting lost in the woods forever?" Kurt said feigning shock.

"Of course, but isn't that part of the adventure?" Blaine laughed, nuzzling his face into Kurt's neck.

"Every day with you is an adventure." Kurt sighed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Blaine said playfully, planting little kisses on Kurt's pulse point.

"I'll never get bored?" Kurt giggled. He turned his head so that his and Blaine's foreheads were touching. Blaine laughed under his breath and placed his hand on the back of Kurt's neck, pulling him into a soft kiss. Blaine's tongue swept across Kurt's lips and Kurt let out a soft sigh before opening his mouth to Blaine, allowing his tongue to explore his mouth. The kiss wasn't rough in any way. It was romantic and soft. When they pulled each other closer, it felt like poetry. They were two pieces that were meant to stay together always. They fit each other perfectly.

"Don't ever leave me...please." Blaine panted desperately against Kurt's lips. His lashes growing wet with tears. Kurt' breath hitched in his throat and he was silent for a moment.

"I won't.." Kurt said, kissing Blaine's eyelids.

"Trust me.."

That night, they drove back to Blaine's house and made love for the first time. It was soft and sweet and filled with loving tears, soft moans, and whispered 'I love you's. Afterwards they lied in bed, talking about life and their future. They both hoped they would be a part of each other's.

"I want to be with you Kurt...Always." Blaine whispered into his lover's neck.

His lover.

It felt good to be able to call him that. They were each other's firsts. They would never forget each other.

"I want the same thing.." Kurt said, cuddling back into Blaine. Blaine couldn't help but sense a bit of sadness in his voice. He wondered why it was there. He never wanted Kurt to be sad when he was around him...They held each other close, like this would be the last night they would see one another.

Little did Blaine know, it would be.

Blaine woke up to find he was in bed alone.

Kurt was gone.

He could hear his heart beating rapidly in his ears and he jumped out of bed. He grabbed sweat pants from the drawer and quickly walked to the bathroom.

Empty.

He jogged downstairs to the kitchen.

Empty.

Ran to the living room.

Empty.

He called out Kurt's name as he continued his search.

Empty, empty, empty.

He walked back up to his room and sat on the bed. This couldn't be happening.

He trusted him.

There was a reasonable explanation for this. Kurt probably left to go get coffee. Yeah, that was it. He went to go get coffee for the both of them.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and hit the speed dial for Kurt's number.

It rang for what seemed like forever until the generic voice came through the phone.

"We're sorry, this number has been disconnected-" Blaine gasped and hung up quickly, redialing and listening to the robotic voice over and over again. All he wanted to hear was Kurt's angelic voice ring over the other end.

It never happened.

He stared at his phone screen and saw the small voicemail icon in the top corner and he rapidly typed in his number and password.

"You have -one- new message.." the phone droned. Blaine sat impatiently and held the phone to his ear with both hands, praying that he would hear his angel's voice on the other end..

"Hey Blaine...It's Kurt...", Blaine heaved a sigh of relief, "You're probably wondering where I am right about now.. and the answer to that is... About halfway to Maine." Blaine stopped breathing and tears quickly filled his eyes. He stared blankly at the carpet.

"We're moving... And I didn't want to tell you because... I knew it would hurt too much." He heard Kurt's voice crack and it sounded like he tried to hold back a sob.

"I know last night.." Kurt's voice said shakily, "I told you I would never leave you Blaine... I told you...I told you to trust me.." Blaine sat with his hand over his mouth and tears streaming down his cheeks.

He heard Kurt start crying. "And I never wanted to lie to you Blaine, but I knew this would be so hard... Just know... Just know that I will always love-" Blaine gasped.
"End of message.."
Blaine dropped the phone, Unable to move.

"No...No...No no no no... This can't be happening, NO!" Blaine stood up quickly and punched his wall creating a dent in it. His hand throbbed but he didn't care.

He went on a rampage through his room breaking anything he could get his hands on. It felt like the satisfying crash of glass breaking and the crack of wood splitting was the only thing that was keeping him alive. He stopped for a moment, his chest heaving as devastated tears spilled from his eyes. The picture of them on his birthday stood alone on his desk, Kurt was leaned over, pressing a kiss to Blaine's cheek as Blaine held up the tickets Kurt bought them to go see RENT. Blaine didn't want a party that year but Kurt would have none of it and planned what turned out to be one of the greatest days of Blaine's life. He reached out with shaky hands and grabbed the frame.

"Kurt..." He sobbed, clutching the picture to his chest. He sank to the ground, quiet sobs wracking his body.

"This can't be happening...This isn't real... This is just a dream.." Blaine sobbed. But it was real. This was happening. Kurt was gone. Kurt had left him and he wasn't coming back. He trusted him.

He trusted him.

Told you it was short! Anywhoozer, Reviews = love! They inspire me to keep writing and I appreciate and hug all of them!