Since this is my first FF posting, i figure i should let you know that the female character (Kenny's love interest) is an OC of mine named Krysalis. i left her name out cause i thought the story was better that way
mucho slash: Style, Creek with a hint of Butters, and... Tyde? Cloken? i dunno, but Token and Clyde are together too. Screw you if you don't like yaoi, i love it in SP, cause all the girls are bitches
and, Kenny's not a man-hoe in this or any of my other stories
so anyway, there ya go. don't own SP, i only own Krysalis and this story. Meaning it's mine. Meaning, no steal from me
also, sorry if you despise OC's with a passion, i'm trying to keep her Mary-Sue qualities under control. But really, before you bitch about her being described as perfect in this, remember that it's coming from the view of a hormonal sixteen year old boy named Kenny. So, in other words, if you hate OC's and are just gonna read this so you can try to make me wanna kill myself for inventing such a horrid character, get the fuck outta here, cause i hate flamers. but constructive criticism is always welcome, i'm open for ways to improve my writing skills
Kenny sighed, his body relaxing as he lay in the soft green grass. Today was an unusually warm day, for South Park, at least. Through lidded eyes, he watched his friends from the small hill he was on, which gave him a clear view of everyone. With a small chuckle, he stared at the couple closest to him, his two best friends, Kyle and Stan. Stan had his head resting on Kyle's lap, who was running his fingers through Stan's soft black locks, Kyle humming softly as Stan dozed. Shaking his head, he let out a laugh when Kyle stuck his tongue out, a blush creeping onto the Jew's pale, freckled cheeks.
Turning his attention away and to a different couple – come to think of it, almost everyone here has a 'partner', Kenny mused. Shrugging, he looked to his left, watching with a small smile as Tweek and Butter's laughed while running around, trying to catch the random butterflies. From under the shade of a tree, Craig watched his two blondes closely, seemingly prepared to swoop in and rescue them from anything, despite his laid back appearance. Craig noticed Kenny's stare and calmly, almost robotically, lifted his right hand, shooting Kenny the bird. Kenny returned the gesture, mirroring Craig's smirking expression.
At the bottom of the hill, Kenny gazed at the only person able to gain his undivided attention with a single word. His eyes softened immensely as he watched the short Irish girl sitting on a large rock, her legs dangling off one side. She had a peaceful expression, her eyes closed and a smile across her face as she kicked her feet slowly in the water, just enjoying the summer warmth. Her eyes opened, and Kenny was immediately drawn into the dark green orbs, mesmerized by the golden starburst appearance that was intensified by the sunlight. He let out a shallow laugh as he heard the song "She's so High" play on Kyle's iPod, which was hooked up to a speaker system.
"Oh, the irony," Kenny sighed, folding his hands behind his head as he slowly looked over her beautiful form, finding every aspect of her gorgeous, from the cute freckles covering her cheeks and nose to the heart-stopping curves of her petite frame. Kenny's dark blue eyes warmed when she let out a small laugh, watching Token dunk Clyde in the deep creek, holding him under for a few seconds before letting the brunette come up, sputtering for air.
Kenny closed his eyes, listening to the angry voice of Clyde, and hearing the laughter of Token in response. Kenny's focus, however, was more towards listening to her melodious laugh. With a sigh, he frowned slightly, comparing her perfection to himself, knowing he didn't have a chance in the world with someone like her. He was so lost in his thoughts, he failed to hear her until he felt her sit on his stomach. Letting out a soft grunt, Kenny opened one eye, smiling warmly at the woman staring down at him with a large smile, matching his.
"Kenny," her voice carried to his ears, and his smile grew a fraction wider. He brought his hand up, poking her nose lightly.
"What's up?" Kenny replied, hardly able to keep his voice from wavering when she crinkles her nose.
Crossing her arms, she raised an eyebrow. "Blimey, Ken, why're ya sittin' up here? C'mon, you should join us," she smiled, her Irish accent fully noticeable, and the sound of it made Kenny chuckle.
"Hm, well you seem to be having plenty of fun with those two fags," Kenny replied, his voice soft as he gestured towards the two boys, Clyde on the receiving end of Token's apologetic kiss.
She laughed, shaking her head. "Anyway, I'm feeling pretty left out, with all these blokes who're into pretty boys," she grinned, tilting her head.
Kenny smiled gently as he stroked her cheek. "We could change that," he muttered quietly, his eyes slightly vacant as he stared absently into her own. However, when he felt the skin beneath his fingertips grow warm, and noticed her eyes had widened, Kenny immediately dropped his hand, his own eyes wide. "I… dude, I don't… I mean, I dunno why I…" Kenny stopped talking, looking away from her surprised eyes and mentally smacking himself in the face. "The fuck is wrong with me?" he shouted at himself, mentally. "Did I seriously just fucking tell her-" Kenny's thoughts were interrupted as he felt a soft hand touch his cheek, and he looked in surprise at her blushing face, a soft smile spread across her lips.
"I… I'd like that," she whispered, stroking his cheek, looking into his blue eyes that always reminded her of Caribbean waters.
Kenny opened his mouth, trying to force words. "She… Did she just…?" Kenny then smiled widely, placing his hand over her smaller one. "I would, too," he answered, his voice equally soft, as one hand crept upwards, reaching around and gripping her neck softly.
Kenny watched her blush grow when his fingertips touched her cheek, and was well aware that they had a bit of an audience, as the once noisy field started to grow oddly quiet. With a final sigh, this time accompanied by a loving smile, he tugged her down to his level, their lips meeting in a slow, sensual kiss. After a few seconds, he felt her put a hand on his chest, and shivered at her touch on his naked torso. As she pulled back slightly, both smiled at each other, hardly aware of the cheers and wolf whistles they received from their friends. Grinning widely, Kenny closed his eyes when she leaned her forehead against his, their noses touching. He wrapped an arm around her waist, wallowing in the realization that he now had the one person he thought was unattainable, and he couldn't be happier.