It would be easy to say that Kyle hated Cartman. In fact, Kyle hated almost every aspect of Cartman. He hated how he always had to be right. He hated that he constantly got Kyle to take his bets, and how he usually ended up making Kyle do something horrible once he won it. He hated how racist and bigoted he was. But for some reason, Kyle found himself drawn to the other boy, and over the years the hate had morphed into something different. Now it was something a bit more playful. Now the tension between them had changed from what it was before. And although Kyle wouldn't admit it to anyone, including at times himself…
"Shut up, Fatass!"
"Whatever, Jew."
Kyle glared over the lunch table at Cartman, but the anger wasn't there. Cartman glanced casually over at him, meeting his eyes, and a small hint of a smirk played on his lips. Kyle couldn't stop his lips from mimicking the same expression.
… he loved their arguments.