Disclaimer: I do NOT own South Park. Although, if I did, it would be an anime, and all the boys would be couples, and they would be in high school. Thank you.

Addicted

Chapter One: I'm addicted to You.

Boy I think about it every night and day,

I'm addicted want to jump inside your love

Wouldn't want to have it any other way,

I'm addicted and I just can't get enough

I just can't get enough

I truly do think I am addicted to you.

Addicted to being around your presence.

You make me happy when I want to cry.

And although you don't feel the same way, I will probably always love you.

No matter how far you go. Even when you break my heart time and time again.

I guess that's what unrequited love is like.

But like I said, you are my addiction.

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"Damn it. He can't treat you like this." Kenny said, pacing through Kyle's room.

"Well, he doesn't know that Kyle likes him, ass munch." Craig dead-panned. Earning himself a deadly stare from Kenny,

Kyle reluctantly agreed with Craig. Stan didn't know the feelings that he felt for him. They were super best friends. But that didn't mean that he knew that Kyle like liked him.

Kyle sighed, "He is right." Kyle earned himself a deadly stare this time.

"I don't give a fuck. He isn't just leaving you, he's leaving me and everyone who loves him. It isn't fair. We all planned this. We were all-"

Craig cut Kenny off, "You're being selfish. It isn't everyone he loves life. It's his. He isn't living for you, Ken-doll, he's living for himself. He is making a name for himself. And you both need to get over it." Craig, rolled his eyes, getting up and went downstairs.

Kenny collapsed on the bed next to Kyle. "Ugh! Why does he always have to be right?" Kenny moaned.

"Guess it's just in his nature." Kyle replied.

"But, Stan is leaving. He's going to New York. He knows that I can't go. And he knows that you and Eric can't go. I don't have the money. Eric is out-lawed. And we all know how you get when your around New Yorkers, and New Jersey-ans." Kenny told Kyle.

"So do you think …" Kyle started, tears brimming his eyes, "That he's doing this on purpose?"

"Probably." Craig reentered the conversation, with three beers in his hands. "Let's get drunk?"

Normally, Kyle would have objected, saying "Senior year is important, we need to be studying, college is right around the corner." But he didn't.

"Hell yeah." He answered. Grabbing a beer from Craig's hand. Popping it open, and taking a gulp.

Kenny turned on the music. And they all got drunk. Having their own mini party.

"So … if chu had to choose between Tweek, and Clyde … who would it be?" Kyle slurred.

"Neither." Craig answered. Who was surprisingly only buzzed.

"Chu suck." Kyle told Craig, who just flipped him off.

"-hick- Ooh! Chu should've picked me!" Kenny yelled.

Craig just blushed, and turned on his i-pod.

"Whad-are-you-doin'-now?" Kenny asked, his question coming out slurred.

"Watching Red Racer." He answered, before putting in his ear-phones, and lying on his back.

"Dude, chu are soooo boring." Kyle said, watching Kenny snuggle up on Craig. "And sooo gay."

Craig looked over at Kyle. Not the right thing to say, "Say's the boy who's in love with his best friend."

"Oh shut the fuck up."

Eventually, they all fell asleep. Kyle wondered, what he would do without his best friend?

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Next Chapter Sneak Peek

So, we have some Stan coming up. Some 'too close for comfort'. Ooh, yeah, and some Self Destruction. -_- Wendy is also being a bitch. , - I fucking hate Wendy these days.

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Okay, so that is it! Since I already have like, five other chapters written, I think I'll upload them. It would be really nice if you reviewed. Yeah. Thank you lovleys. - That is a hard word to spell.

ME: Anyone notice how Craig didn't deny being gay? Haha! Yeah, bet you want some mo' of dat. - Yeah, some Crenny. Don't we all love it? I sure do. I mean, come on, in anime they both are so fucking hot. Like, seriously. But hey, who doesn't think Craig and Kenny are hot. Like seriously. Yeah, but, I'm going to go now. It's like 1:03 am, So, um … yeah.

Puh-leeze review, negative, positive, if you want this to be some hardcore Lemon. Anything will be accepted with grace. Thank you.

Love, Destructer