Everybody Loves Somebody
Chapter One: And It Starts...
By: Outrageous
[A/N: Woo! This is my first 'slash' so sorry if it sucks ass. Yep. Kyle/Stan and also Kyle/Rebecca... Okay. I don't own any of the characters... at all. If you've read the stories with Meredith and people in them then forget about them for this story. Okay, read!]
It was eight o'clock in the morning again and Kyle Broflovski had to wake up for school. He opened his eyes at the sound of his alarm and leaned over to turn it off. With his eyes struggling to stay open he laid back in his bed with his hands behind his head. The red-haired boy stared at his ceiling with memories hidden in his eyes.
Stanley Marsh... The name was too perfect for Kyle's mind to comprehend. The memories sparkling in his eyes were all returning to him as he continued to stare at his ceiling...
"Shhh..." Stan Marsh put his index finger on Kyle's lips to shut Kyle up. The finger ran down Kyle's lips slowly and lightly. The tingle sent a chill up Kyle's spine. "Kyle, listen to me. Everything will be okay. Just tell Rebecca you think you guys should just be friends. I said the same thing to Wendy and everything turned out fine."
Kyle looked at the ground trying to avoid Stan's terribly beautiful eyes. "I know, Stan. I know what I have to say. It's just that I think I still have feelings for her."
"You can't be serious."
"I am serious. I love you, Stan, but Rebecca is still in my life. I guess I'll go tell her now, though. I really want to be with you, Stan. I do." They both smiled and Stan gave Kyle a small peck. Kyle returned it and walked off to find Rebecca Cutswald sitting on the playground bench. She looked up at Kyle who was approaching her.
"H-hi, Kyle." Her hands twitched together and she looked in all different directions.
"Hey, thanks for showing up."
"N-no problem."
Kyle sighed and sat down next to her. "Before we talk can you kiss me? Please?"
"S-sure. Why the heck not?" Rebecca leaned toward Kyle's lips, eyes closed. Kyle returned the gesture and they began to kiss. Kyle pulled away and tried to regain his focus. Rebecca's kisses always left him dazed.
"So, K-Kyle, what are you here to talk to me ab-bout?" Rebecca asked. Kyle sighed, finally being able to focus.
"Rebecca..." He paused. "I think I just want to be friends with you." He felt the heart of Rebecca breaking right in two. He instantly felt terrible.
"O-oh, okay." Rebecca got up off of the bench and walked to her house. Kyle watched her until she disappeared. Kyle could feel the salty tears burning his eyes as she turned the corner.
"What have I done?" he asked himself, choking back tears. He got up off of the bench letting a single tear drip down his face to his lips. He tasted the saltiness remembering how Stan had touched his lips earlier. A sudden burst of guilt swept over him. It was too much for him to handle. He ran home and found his way up to his room landing on his bed as soon as he got to it.
He whispered a prayer into his pillow as his tears soaked it. "God, please help me make the right decision. Please help me. I'm begging you, God. I need you now. Amen." He continued to sob and eventually cried himself to sleep.
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"You broke up with Rebecca?!" Eric Cartman shrieked one day at lunch. "What are you gay or something?!" Kyle winced at the remark. Kyle looked up at the kid everyone liked to call 'Cartman.'
"It was for my own sake and hers," Kyle replied. "If you ever fall in love, fat ass, you'll understand." Cartman was shocked at Kyle's response.
"You're gay?" Kenny McCormick asked. His orange coat covered his whole head muffling his speech, but the boys could still understand him. Kyle and Stan hadn't told their two other best friends about their relationship. They just weren't ready to. Knowing Cartman and Kenny they wouldn't be happy with the two lovers.
"No, dude, I'm not gay. Why would I be gay?" Kyle responded.
"Yeah, Kenny, don't accuse Kyle of anything like that." Stan's comment made Kyle smile.
"Oh, then you're bi!" retorted Cartman.
"Just stop, Cartman, seriously! We're not getting anywhere with this conversation." Kyle pounded his right fist onto the table.
"Whoa, okay, man. Don't get so defensive," Kenny said. Then he mumbled, "I never knew guys could get so fucking defensive when someone calls them gay. I mean, I wouldn't. I want it anywhere, anytime, from anyone..."
"What was that, Kenny?" Cartman asked.
"Nothing, don't worry about it."
"Oh, okay. I thought I heard something about wanting it anywhere, anytime, from anyone, but I guess I was wrong." Kenny swarmed with embarrassment.
"Yeah, you heard way wrong." Kenny rolled his eyes and looked back at Kyle and Stan. The two were eyeing each other suspiciously. Kenny was getting a very interesting impression.
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Rebecca didn't come to school the next day. Kyle got instantly worried and wondered if it had anything to do with him and his actions. Kenny kept looking at Kyle with worried eyes and Kyle was very uncomfortable with that. After school Kyle found Rebecca sitting on the same bench, but this time she was sitting where Kyle was sitting yesterday. She was looking at ground and didn't notice Kyle coming up to her.
"Hi, Rebecca," Kyle said. She looked up.
"Oh, hi, Kyle..." Her voice was shaky as always. "Why are you talking to me?"
"What do you mean?" Kyle was hurt. "I told you I wanted to be friends with you."
"Oh, yes, I remember that, but usually when a male and a female break their relationship they become enemies. I assumed that was going to happen, Kyle, so I didn't come to school. If I did come to school I would have forced myself to come in contact with you and then you would hate me." Kyle was astonished.
"No fucking way! I would never do that! Rebecca, you knew I loved you and I still do!" Kyle stopped. He knew he shouldn't have said that.
"Then... then why did you break up with me?" Rebecca asked, worriedly.
"It's complicated," Kyle mumbled as he looked at swing-set with his hands in his pockets.
"I would like to know."
"I'm sure you would, but I'm not up to telling anyone." Kyle continued to look at the swing-set and Rebecca sighed.
"That's it, then. I guess I won't be seeing you for a very long time."
"What the hell does that mean?" Kyle looked back at Rebecca and noticed the anger behind her words.
"It means we won't be in contact. I can't let anything happen to us."
"Then why don't we remain friends?" The boy was so confused. He had no idea what she was trying to say.
"We are friends, Kyle. We will be friends until the day we both die, but for now I suggest we remain out of contact with each other." Rebecca got up and left. Kyle was too confused to respond.
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"Good job, Kyle! That was excellent, m'kay." Mr. Mackey was directing the school play, 'Moulin Rouge.' Kyle had the part of Christian and, unfortunately, Bebe Stevens had the part of Satine. Stan played the part of The Duke, Cartman played the part of Zidler, Kenny, Craig, Clyde, and Tweek played the parts of the Bohemians. Rebecca, Wendy, and two other girls were playing the four whores, and many other students were the performers and extras. The play was coming along quite well and Kyle had all his lines memorized. He loved his part, but he didn't like the fact that he had to kiss Bebe at almost every practice.
"M'kay, now let's skip to Christian's song. Um, it's called, 'Your Song', m'kay? Ready? Action."
Kyle got nervous. This was his favorite song, but it was the most uncomfortable part. He began with his line before the song.
"...But it's the best I can do!"
Bebe was rolling on the floor in the blanket. "Oh, naughty! Don't stop! Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"My gift is my song..." Bebe looked up hearing Kyle's song. "...And this one's for you." The song continued until Kyle was done, Bebe found out that Kyle wasn't the duke, and the duke knocks on the door. Play practice ended and Kyle walked home with Stan.
"You can sing really well, Kyle," Stan complimented Kyle.
"Hm, thanks, dude. I don't think it's that great, but everyone else thinks it is."
"Because it is." The two smiled.
"I hate the fact that Bebe has the part of Satine though." Kyle sighed. "It's awkward."
"I hate the fact that I have to practically rape her in the one scene." The two boys locked eyes and laughed. "This is such a weird play for our school."
"Damn straight," Kyle replied. "Well, there's my house. I'll talk to you later, Stan." Stan waved goodbye to Kyle and the red haired boy climbed the stairs to his room.
That night, Kyle got into bed and thought of many things. It was usually the nighttime when Kyle's mind would wander. Sometimes he couldn't sleep because of it. He turned out his light thinking of Rebecca and Stan. Why did Rebecca confuse him so much? Why was Stan so seductive? How did Kyle even decide to like Stan the way he did? It was all adding up.
Wow... Okay that's chapter one. Chapter two will come whenever I have the urge to write it because I'm also writing 'No Apparent Title.' I hope you like it so far and I would be very glad if you would review. If you find you don't like this, please tell me how I can improve! Okay thanks. Yep.
Love—Hannah