A/N: So I want to try my first South Park story. I am in love with the pairing Stan and Kyle. Their friendship is so deep and caring that I just can't take it XD So this is going to be part of the first chapter of this story. I hope people will be interested in it. Please let me know in a review if you would be interested in this. :D

Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the plot. South Park is the creation of the fantastic creators Trey Parker and Matt Stone who have some of the most brilliant minds ever.

The Best Times of Life

Normal POV

South Park, Colorado was being hit with one of the worst snow storms that has ever to have hit the little redneck mountain town. When you looked outside only white could be seen no matter how hard one tried. It wasn't bad at first. That was till the snow reached about 8 inches and it was becoming impossible to even step one foot out of the house. This is why Stan Marsh and Kyle Broflovski were stuck in Stan's room for the remainder of the storm. The two boys had been staring at the ceiling for quite some time in total silence, enjoying the peace of each other, which was till the lights went out.

Stan's POV

"Stanley are you boys alright?" I heard my mom call from the hallway.

"Yeah mom we're fine!" I yelled back with slight annoyance. I mean, what did she think would happen to us in the first three seconds of the lights going out?

"We're going to try to get the generator to work so just sit tight for now." I heard my dad yell from the first floor. At least Shelly was gone so I didn't have to listen to her too.

"Ok dad!" I rolled my eyes and looked in Kyle's general direction. I couldn't even see him.

"Dude it's too dark in here." Kyle said finally breaking the silence we had between us. That was one of the reasons I liked to be around Kyle. He was the only person I could sit around in a comfortable silence with. Every time we would stare at the ceiling while lying on my bed I could see him glance at me out of the corner of my eye. I never said anything about it cause I was doing the same thing to be able to catch him doing it.

"Our eyes will adjust." I shrugged. I didn't know what he wanted me to say. He practically lived here so if he wanted to go get something for light, he knew where everything was.

"Ugh. So what are we gonna do now?" I felt him turn to face me. He wasn't far. I could feel his breath on my face. I felt my cheeks get hotter the second it happened. I hope the lights don't come on now. Why the hell is his breath making me so hot?

"Stan?" Kyle questioned.

"Oh. Sorry. What did you say?" I turn to face him. As he talks I can feel him breathing on me. His breath smelt like mint. I loved that. He always smelt nice. I never said anything though. Just one more thing I love about Kyle being my super best friend.

"What are we going to do now?" He said it a bit impatiently. I giggled at him.

"I don't know. What's there to do when the lights are off?" My giggles grew to a laugh that he didn't find too funny.

"Don't be an ass. I don't wanna just sit here." He complained in a whiny tone.

"Well then think of a game or something." I thought he would find that much obvious.

"Well the other day at recess I heard Wendy and Bebe talking about this game called 20 questions. You just ask 20 questions you always wanted to ask someone and they answer it truthfully." He said it uncaring if I rejected the idea or not. It was something to do so what the hell.

"Sure. But you have to start. And we know everything about each other anyways. So this might not get that interesting." I sighed.

"Yeah whatever asshole. Then why did you tell me to pick?"

"We're gonna do it so just start." The past few days have been like this, always a slight bicker between us. He tripped and fell literally on top of me when we were playing in the snow. It made my stomach twist in knots. I'm surprised I didn't throw up.

"Ok. Question one…"

The questions were pretty boring as basic. Favorite food, movie moment, song, etc. Kyle was now on his 7th question.

"Who do you like in our grade?" I could see the curiosity on his face. (By then my eyes had adjusted to the light. Apparently my dad was having issues with the generator.) He seemed so innocent. Not as innocent as Butters at least.

"Obviously Wendy. Bebe isn't bad. But other than that I really don't look at a lot girls. I want Wendy." I watched his reaction. It didn't seem surprised but the curiosity disappeared.

"Oh, well it's your turn dude." He didn't seem so happy to be playing the game anymore. I wonder what's wrong.

"If you could go out with anyone in our grade who would it be?" Another generic question.

"I'm not sure. I never really thought about it." He sounded like he was lying. I didn't know if I should push it or not. I was just about to say something when the lights came on. I think they should have waited a few more minutes.

He was sitting there, beat red. That made it really obvious that he was thinking about someone. I just didn't know who. I wanted to have fun, since we were supposed to answer the questions honestly.

"Dude your red. Who are you thinking about?" I was interested, curious, and worried about who he was thinking about. Why I felt worried I will never be able to explain. I just have to watch my friends back. He is my super best friend.

"I-I'm not thinking about anyone." He looked away from me. Now I could tell something was wrong about this mystery girl.

"Who is it Kyle? Do you like Wendy?" The anger built inside of me. My best friend liking my on again off again girlfriend was kind of infuriating.

"No Stan I don't like Wendy. It's someone else. Can we please just drop it?" He seemed upset. I didn't want to do that to him but he's the one who suggested the stupid game anyways.

"You suggested it. You should've expected something like that. I did." I really did expect it. But he should've known my one and only main interest was Wendy.

"I know but I just don't want to play anymore. The lights are back on now so we can play guitar hero or something." He sounded like he was mumbling. I didn't like seeing him this way.

He was still facing away from me, just his face at least, and he was still red. It was silly that he was blushing like that. He had no reason to be. And there shouldn't have been any reason for him to be that red.

So I turned his face and held it between my hands. I was looking him in the eyes while he was trying to not look in mine.

"What's wrong Kyle? You aren't like this ever." He shook his face a little to get his attention. When he looked at me he got redder. Something was wrong. This is bugging me now. In the words of Cartman, "damn Jew."

"N-nothing Stan. Let's do something else." He went to go stand but I pulled him back. That was a mistake. He fell partially onto me.

The feeling I had in the snow a few days ago came back to me. I didn't know what to do. I know I was blushing now but it was from the shock of my best friend falling on me. He was a tomato. There was no other way to describe it. He looked more than shocked to have half of his body on me.

He didn't move right away. I brushed it off. But after at least a minute past I couldn't be quiet anymore.

"Kyle?" I know my voice barely came out but what do you expect? Like I said, things have been weird between us.

"Y-yeah?" He still wasn't looking at me.

"You can get up you know?" My voice's tone had to of matched his. I know my voice came out a bit shaky but I didn't stutter.

"Y-y-yeah." Was all that he said. Lack of words much? But he still didn't move right away.

After a few seconds of staring at each other, yeah he was looking me in the eyes, he did something that shocked me.

He leaned down just a little and gave me a peck on the cheek. It was short and sweet but not something 9 year old boys did. What was wrong with him? My face must face have scared him cause he jumped off of me very fast.

I didn't know what to do. He got up and left the room. I decided it was best to give him some time alone. I needed it to. I have to think about what just happened.

Kyle's POV

Why the hell did I do that? Nice way to control your emotions dumbass. It's just a harmless crush. Remember that. Curiosity. That's it.

But I had to leave the room. I wanted to leave the house. I forgot about the huge ass blizzard outside. Fuck my life.

That just wasn't a good move. What if he goes and tells Kenny and Cartman? I mean, it was just a kiss on the cheek, but they'd never let me live it down. EVER.

The one thing I needed now was to know Stan's reaction. When I fell on him in the snow a few days ago he just didn't seem right. And for a second he seemed to feel like me. But he likes Wendy. Not boys anyway. Neither do I. It's just curiosity!

This blows. I didn't even know where to sit in his house for some peace to myself. Considering his mom and dad were in the kitchen and living room, which left the first floor out. So I went to the bathroom.

I walked into the bathroom and locked the door. I put my hands on my face and huffed out frustration at myself. How long should I stay in here? What if I go back in Stan's room?

He is my best friend. I'm sure he knows not to say anything or judge me, right? Let's hope so.

I think maybe an hour went by before someone came and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" It could have only been one of three people. I figured to be polite just in case it was Mr. or Mrs. Marsh.

"It's me." I heard Stan's voice. I don't know if it's a good thing he came to me first or if it would've been better for me to go to him.

"Uh, what do you need?" I asked hesitantly.

"To piss and to talk to you." I could hear the amusement in his voice. I had to open the door so I stood up and unlocked it. When I opened the door ready to leave, I was pushed back in and HE locked the door. Oh no.

"We need to talk." He wasn't standing far away from me. I could tell he felt a little uncomfortable.

"About what?" I decided to play dumb.

"You know about what." He gave me a look. I can't really describe it but it had a few different emotions.

"There's nothing to talk about Stan." Maybe I could get him to just drop it.

"What was the kiss on my cheek for dude?" Well I guess it's better he's questioning it rather than being disgusted. But if I tell him about some petty crush then what if he doesn't want to be my friend? All right, I can lie. This will work.

"I don't know. It was just an impulse." I left it at that. If he wanted to get more into it, I would tell him there was no more to it.

"That doesn't just happen on an impulse unless…" He stopped there. This wasn't good. I closed my eyes. I didn't know what was coming next. I was worried. Worried about losing Stan as a friend was an understatement.

"Let's not talk about it again? Kay?" Wow. That was a relief. I let out a sigh, opened my eyes and looked at him, and smiled.

"Yeah." He smiled back. I guess nothing would destroy our friendship. That's the way I wanted to keep it.

Normal POV

The boys enjoyed the rest of that blizzard filled day; playing video games, eating pizza, and having normal childhood fun. It was again just a normal day between Kyle and Stan. What they didn't notice was the whole time they sat just a little closer than normal. Even though they didn't notice it, over time the other students will. But for now, they just enjoyed each other's company.

A/N: So I hope you guys liked the first chapter. I kind of lost inspiration because I couldn't think of questions. I hope what I did was all right to do. Please review! If you don't I won't update! This will go from the ages of 9 to 21ish. So if you guys want to read it then you know what you must do. Thanks for reading. :D