Seventh story. Kenny/Kyle, lots of storytelling and making up a character's personality, since it wasn't established on the show.

Note: This next part might be considered "whiny" by some. Skip to the story if you don't like stuff like that.

THREE MONTHS AGO

Since they started dating, Kenny and Kyle had never been apart for more than a day. They always tried to spend the night together, much to their parents' dismal. Their friends, on the other hand, were happy for them. Cartman was the only one who voiced his disapproval of their relationship.
Unfortunately, things change. Kenny and Kyle were going to separate universities. Neither of them wanted to, but they had no choice. Each of them wanted to take separate courses, which were not available at the same university. Kyle couldn't stand the idea of not being around Kenny anymore. He rationalized that it'd be easier for both of them if they broke up now rather than later. Kenny disagreed.

Kenny: Why?
Kyle: I told you... We're gonna break up anyway, it's better if we do it now.
Kenny: We can do this... trust me...
Kyle: ...I'm sorry...

Kenny didn't want to do this. With each word Kyle spoke it made him want to cry. But he also couldn't yell at Kyle. He couldn't do anything. Kyle never budged. All he could do is leave.

"I'm sorry, Kenny..."

PRESENT

Kenny and Kyle hadn't seen each other since that day three months ago, when Kyle broke up with Kenny. Kenny was hurt pretty badly. Cartman kept bringing up Kenny every time he could when he was around Kyle. However, Kyle had other things to think about, like the anonymous admirer who kept leaving him messages in his locker every once in a while.

Kyle looked around before opening his locker. He didn't see anyone.

"Good."

As usual, there was a single card in his locker. The card had been sprayed with the same scent as all the others and it was signed by the same person: "K".

The first time Kyle got one of these cards he assumed it was from Kenny, but his university was nowhere near Kyle's, not to mention that the handwriting was completely different. Now he thought it was Kal, one of the girls whom he met back in South Park. The handwriting was girly and the scent on the cards was similar to the perfume she wore.
Kyle heard someone approaching so he closed his locker and put the card in his backpack. He looked around nervously, trying to figure out if whoever it was had seen it. It was Butters, but he hadn't seen anything.

Leopold: Hey, Kyle. What are you doing here?
Kyle: I... just came to get... something from my locker.
Leopold: Oh, alright. Hey, have you seen Cartman anywhere? I need to talk to him.
Kyle: Yeah, he's in room 219. Look, I uh... I have to study. I'm going back to the dorm.
Leopold: Alright. I'll meet you there when I find Cartman.
Kyle: OK.

Butters knew there was another reason why Kyle wanted to go back to their dorm, but he didn't say anything, as he was too busy looking for Cartman.

Kyle headed back to their dorm to hide the card along with the others in a locked box under his bed. He already had quite a few of these cards, but nobody ever came to confess that they had left the cards in his locker. Kyle ignored that fact, since it was something that was distracting him from Kenny.

Meanwhile, Butters had found Cartman. He sat down next to him and pulled a small notepad and pen from his pocket and pretended to take notes.

Leopold: Er- Cartman, we need to talk.

Butters hadn't called Cartman by his first name since he sided with Kyle and Kenny's parents against their relationship. He always considered that calling him by his first name was a sign of friendship, and he wanted to make sure Cartman knew theirs was almost over.

Eric: About what?
Leopold: You know what. Whatever you're planning, don't do it.
Eric: I have no idea what you're talking about. I'm not planning anything.
Leopold: Yes you are. If you do anything, I will stop you.
Eric: Butters, I swear I don't know what you're talking about. Now leave me alone, I'm trying to pay attention to this.

Cartman looked sincere, but that meant nothing to Butters. Because Cartman could say just about anything to anyone with a straight face, and the fact that he said he was trying to pay attention to the class made Butters even more suspicious. For the rest of the day, Butters followed Cartman around everywhere he went, much to the fat boy's annoyance.

At Kenny's university, Kenny was deciding if he should call Kyle. He picked up his phone as he had done so many times before and started dialing the number.

"555-27..."

However, before he could finish dialing, Tweek burst into the dorm. Kenny hid his phone and put it back in his pocket at the sight of the blond boy. Tweek knew what Kenny was doing, as he had seen him try to call Kyle many times before. Even if he hadn't walked into the room, Kenny wouldn't have called Kyle anyway. And Tweek knew it.

Tweek: ...Still can't c-call him?
Kenny: ...Yeah.
Tweek: K-Kenny, you gotta l-let him go... It's b-been three months now!
Kenny: I know, Tweek. But you don't understand. I didn't do anything wrong, he broke up with me because we were going to different universities. He was scared.
Tweek: A-And you're n-not?
Kenny: No.

"Not anymore."

Tweek: Why do y-you think that h-he will agree with you n-now?
Kenny: I don't know. But I have to try.

Tweek didn't think there was a chance in hell Kyle and Kenny would get back together, but Kenny didn't care. He didn't care about his odds, he didn't care about what their parents thought, he didn't care about school. He just wanted Kyle back. However, despite all this, he was still too scared to call him. He wasn't afraid of being rejected, he was afraid that Kyle had already found someone else.

Kenny: So, what are you doing here? I thought you'd be in the library.
Tweek: They k-kicked me out w-when I screamed.
Kenny: Why the fuck did you scream? It's a library!
Tweek: There was a-a bug i-in the book I was r-reading!

"Nice to see Tweek hasn't changed."

Eventually, all four boys went to sleep.

Cartman went to his dorm, where Craig was already studying.

Craig: Hey, fatass. Back already? I thought you'd still be with your new boyfriend, Butters.
Eric: Shut up, Craig. How's that thing going?
Craig: It's fine. In three days or so, it'll be ready.

"I can't believe I'm stuck with Craig... If only there were other dorms available."

Butters went to his dorm, checking it for any trap Cartman might have left there.

Kyle: What are you doing over there?
Leopold: It's nothing... Hey, did you leave the dorm while I was gone?
Kyle: No, I was studying. Why do you ask?
Leopold: Just curious.

"If Cartman had come here, Kyle would've noticed." thought the blue eyed boy.

Kenny and Tweek were studying together, although Tweek's twitches were making it difficult for both of them.

Tweek: S-Sorry.
Kenny: It's OK. It's not your fault.

"Poor Tweek. He tried to stop taking coffee so many times before, but he just can't do it. His parents really fucked him up."

Time went by and eventually all four boys went to sleep.
However, unbeknownst to them, Token and Stan were awake, sending text messages to each other about today's events. Stan had been trying to get Kenny and Kyle back together since they broke up, but he couldn't keep an eye on both of them at the same time, so he asked Token for help. They didn't have a plan worked out, but they thought that by keeping an eye on everything, eventually, when an opportunity presented itself, they could do something about it.

THE NEXT DAY

Tweek had woken up a few hours before Kenny. He had hit his head against the wall from shaking too much and couldn't sleep afterwards. Just falling asleep was, in itself, a miracle for Tweek. The amount of caffeine constantly rushing through his body would keep anyone else awake for a week. In the rare moments that he actually felt calm he was with his friends, more specifically, Butters. Butters had that effect on everyone. His positive attitude towards nearly everything was annoying to some people, like Cartman, but Tweek found it comforting.

Kenny: Hey, dude. Did you manage to sleep at all tonight?
Tweek: Yeah, for a few hours. Then I woke up and couldn't sleep again.
Kenny: Are you alright?
Tweek: It's just a headache. I'll be fine.

Even though the caffeine kept him awake, Tweek still felt the effects from lack of sleep. He had trouble concentrating and suffered from constant headaches. He tried to hide it from his friends, but Kenny was one of the few that could see through it.

Meanwhile, Butters was trying to track down Cartman. Kyle was still asleep when he left, but Butters didn't think much of it. Kyle usually stayed up until late and, as a result, also slept until late. Butters was unable to find Cartman, but he found Craig, Cartman's roommate. Since Craig hated Cartman, he was more than happy to tell Butters where he was.

Craig: Fatass is in room 202, but you shouldn't go there now. Class has already started and the teacher has a bad temper.

"Fucking teachers. Why do they have to take it out on us?"

Leopold: Thanks, Craig... Hey, can I ask you something?
Craig: Sure.
Leopold: How can you stand being Cartman's roommate? I figured you would've gone insane by now.
Craig: Basically I just ignore him. No big deal.
Leopold: Alright...

The brown eyed boy had lied, but Butters didn't notice. Or maybe he didn't want to notice it. Butters always wanted to believe everyone was as nice and trustworthy as he was, although sometimes it was impossible.

Butters had nothing to do and, since he didn't want to wake up Kyle, he decided this would be a good time to visit Kenny, Stan and Tweek. He had about five hours before his first class, and it "only" took about four hours to get there and back, so he had some time to spare.
As Butters got on the bus, he wondered why Kyle didn't think of it this way. For such a smart guy, Kyle made some dumb decisions. Maybe he just didn't have the time, or maybe he was still scared. Butters didn't know.

Whilst Butters was on his way to Kenny's university, Kyle and Token had woken up and bumped into each other in one of the hallways. They were both headed for the library, so Token decided to do some "scouting".

Token: So, Kyle, we haven't talked in a while. Anything new?
Kyle: No, everything's pretty much the same.
Token: Any news on Kenny?

The mere mention of Kenny's name made Kyle tense. All the memories from the time they were together, from their first kiss to the picnics they had and the nights they spent together, started flooding his head until he got a hold of himself and focused on answering Token.

Kyle: No. Now let's just go get our books.
Token: Sorry...

"What's with Kyle?"

Eventually both boys went to their respective classes, while Butters had finally arrived at Kenny's university. He went straight to Kenny and Tweek's dorm, but only Tweek was there, as Kenny had gone to return a book.

Leopold: Hi, Tweek!
Tweek: AH!
Leopold: Calm down, it's me.

Tweek turned his head and looked straight into Butters' dark blue eyes. There was only one word that came to his mind when Tweek tried to describe those eyes – Perfect. In Tweek's mind, everything about Butters was perfect. His positiveness, his dark blue eyes, his light blond hair, his gorgeous face... Everything.

Tweek felt himself relax a bit, his twitches were diminished, though his speech was still impaired.

Tweek: B-Butters! What are y-you doing here?
Leopold: Well, I had some free time, so I came to visit. How are you doing? I know you've been having some problems concentrating and sleeping...

"He cares..."

Tweek: Y-Yeah, it's b-because of the c-coffee. I'm used t-to it.

Butters was saddened by Tweek's condition. Like Kenny, he blamed Tweek's parents. His constant twitches took a toll on his ability to write, sleep and perform menial tasks like combing his hair.

"That's gotta be annoying. His hair is covering his eyes, for fuck's sake!"

Annoyed, Butters approached Tweek and moved his hair away from his eyes. When he did, he noticed Tweek was staring into his with such intensity that it made him feel like his legs were made of rubber. Nobody had ever looked at him like that. He also started noticing the other boy's features, from his light blond hair to his piercing brown eyes. All the memories of growing up together came tumbling down, filling his head with images from their first hug to the time they got drunk and... and...

Butters raised his hand to stroke the other boy's cheek, but Kenny knocked on the door, which made him "snap" back to reality. Butters quickly took a step to his left and turned around.

Neither boy knew exactly what had just happened, but they weren't going to mention it to Kenny.

Tweek: You can come in. Butters is here.

Kenny opened the door in excitement. He hadn't seen Butters in a long time. He closed the door behind him and hugged the smaller boy, which surprised both him and Tweek.

Kenny: I missed you. How are things in your university?

Tweek was uncomfortable with that. Did Kenny miss Butters just as a friend or was there something more to it?

Leopold: Well, the teachers are assholes, but beyond that, everything's good.

Butters leaned a bit and whispered something about "Taking care of that for you", which made Tweek even more suspicious as to the nature of Kenny and Butters' "friendship".

As the boys talked about what had happened in the time they hadn't been together, Kyle found another card in his locker.

"That's odd..." Kyle thought. "Usually there's one card every week. It's too early..."

This one was different, however. Unlike the others, it was attached to a small white flower and the card itself didn't have any scent like the others. Kyle turned it around and there was a date, time and place written there, indicating where they should meet. That was even more unusual, but Kyle didn't think much of it.

"Maybe she finally decided to talk to me about it..."

He was almost sure the person who had left the cards was Kal.

Kyle carefully put the card and flower in his backpack and rushed back to his dorm. People in the hallways glanced at him and giggled, but he didn't think much of it.

"They probably think I have a funny way of walking. These idiots will mock anything to make themselves feel superior."

Once he reached the dorm, he took the flower and card out and examined them carefully. The petals were pure white, his favorite color. It had a dark green center, the same color as his eyes. He put his nose against it and inhaled as much as he could. It was very pleasant. Kyle was already used to gestures like this from his time with Kenny, but he didn't expect this from a girl.

"I guess girls can be romantic when they want to."

Kyle sat down on his bed and went over the card several times. He pulled the small box from under his bed and just kept on reading all of them, one by one. He was finally going to meet this mysterious "K".

That's the first chapter. It took a while because I couldn't find the right words for the plot. I thought about another plot for my eighth story, but I forgot what it was. Sorry. I'm sure it'll come to me, though.