DISCLAIMER: NO, I DON'T OWN SOUTH PARK OR THE CHARACTERS. I DON'T OWN MATT AND TREY OR COMEDY CENTRAL.

A/N: I appreciate everyone's time and effort they put into reading and reviewing Ike's Song but unfortunately, I just wasn't getting anywhere with it. I might put it back up once it's all finished, but don't hold your breath. Here's another story to add to the dark and angst bin.

WARNINGS:

IMPLIED STAN AND KYLE SLASH, BUT NO ACTUAL SLASH. VERY DARK AND EXTREMELY ANGSTY.

All reviews are welcome.

Thinking while in class...

Stan Marsh

God, why does he have to be so beautiful? Why can't he be ugly and deformed? Why do I have to fall in love with him? I know I'll never get to have him. Oh shit. Is he staring at me? Does he know? Whew. False alarm. I would just die if he ever found out. I wouldn't want to lose him as a friend. He's my very best friend in the whole world. We share and do almost everything together.

I wish he weren't so, there. Sometimes I wish he'd just disappear. Sometimes I wish we were never friends. That way I wouldn't have to look at him and appreciate his beauty and the kind and caring person he is. Why do I have to be this way? I hate myself. I hate that I feel this way because he and I will never be. I don't want to tell him and risk losing everything. Then things would certainly be awkward and never the same again.

Why does his hair have to be so damn curly? I wish I could run my fingers through it right now. Hell, I wish I could grab him and kiss him for all he's worth. Why does he have to sit next to me? I can practically feel his body heat, we're so close. He looks so cute concentrating like that. No. I could never tell him. It would break his heart. The most sensible thing to do is to forget the whole thing. But I can't. It's all I can think about. I can't stop. I'm afraid.

Kyle Brovfloski

Wow. He sure looks good today. Even more so than usual. Why does he have to be so cute? Why do I have to feel this way? And about my best friend? Why can't life just be simple and non judgmental? I know exactly what my parents and friends will think if and when I tell them about, well, my situation. I can't stand the thought of no one ever talking to me again. Life would be so very lonely. Life would be lonely without HIM. I could never live with myself if I lost him.