A/N: Hi everyone! Thanks for coming to check my new story out. This story is actually cowritten with a friend of mine, so updates may be sparse as time passes. However, we already have a general outline of how we want things to go, so we promise we won't abandon you guys. So without further ado!

Title: Come Together

Rating: M

Description: Follow Stan and Kyle in their paths of self-discovery as they learn the ways of love, homosexuality, and self-acceptance.

Chapter One

"Stan, we need to talk."

The raven haired boy had just barely opened his locker when Wendy appeared behind him. He had certainly heard that line before, more times than he dared to count, but it didn't stop the sinking feeling in his chest. Those five words never brought good news.

"Stan, did you hear me?" Wendy frowned, growing slightly irritated with her unresponsive boyfriend.

"Y-yeah," he stuttered, slowly turning to face her. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew what was coming next. "What's up?"

"I feel like…I feel like we're growing apart."

'Here it comes again,' he thought as a lump started to form in his throat.

"I just…Stan, we barely talk anymore. We haven't even been on a date in a month! What kind of a relationship is this if we don't even see each other?"

Frustrated eyes met begging ones. The lump in Stan's throat seemed to grow larger as he took Wendy's hand and tried to swallow.

"But we can fix this," he choked out, desperation in his voice. "We can go on a date tonight. We'll go wherever you want to go. Please."

"Stan…" Wendy sighed, snatching her hand back and moving her eyes towards the ground, towards the locker, towards anything but that pleading face. "I just can't do this right now. It's almost the end of the school year. We have finals coming up. Junior year finals, Stan! I can't take this stress right now! I'm sorry."

He wanted to respond. He wanted to find something to say to bring her back. But words escaped him, and he was left standing there as he watched her mumble a few more apologies and run off down the hallway.

It was…over. He couldn't believe it. His eyes moved slowly from where Wendy had disappeared back to his locker. A sense of anger built up in him suddenly, as he let out a cry and slammed his locker door closed.

"Dude, careful. You're going to break your locker."

Stan snapped his attention to his right where a familiar red head stood with a small grin on his face. However, the grin quickly disappeared behind a more worried expression the longer their eyes met.

"Stan, is everything alright?"

Stan stared at his friend for a silent moment before letting out another cry and sinking to the floor with his head in his hands.

"Stan!" Kyle shrieked, immediately kneeling beside the raven haired boy.

"She broke up with me."

The muffled voice had been hard to hear, and Kyle had almost missed it. Moving to a sitting position, Kyle wrapped an arm around his friend. "I'm so sorry, man."

"What're you two gay wads doing on the ground? Get a room already."

Kyle glared up at none other than a cross-armed, smirking Cartman.

"Shut up, fatass. Stan just went through a break up this morning," he retorted.

Cartman snorted. "So? Those two break up every other month. They'll be back together by next week."

"I…I think it's for good this time. You should have seen her expression," Stan muttered out, head still in hands.

"You say that every time. Stop being such a pussy."

"Cartman!" Kyle yelled. "Shut up already! You're not helping."

The argument would have probably continued if not for the bell signaling class. With a last grunt, Cartman muttered a few more names at the two boys before wandering off to class.

Standing up, Kyle brushed the dust off of his pants and lent out his hand to Stan. The upset boy didn't bother to even acknowledge it until he felt himself being forcibly pulled off the ground.

"Come on Stan. We have to get to class."

"What's the point? My life is over."

Kyle resisted rolling his eyes at the melodramatic comment as he grabbed his friend and started dragging him down the hall. "Come on dude. You're coming to class."

Well Kyle could lead a horse to water, but he certainly couldn't make him drink it. Stan went to class, involuntarily, but refused to do anything more than sit in the very back of the classroom with his head plastered to the desk. Kyle couldn't help but sigh each time he glanced at his friend.

"Guys, I think he's seriously upset this time."

"He's always seriously upset. It's like the world is ending each time they break up," Cartman commented, bored enough with Stan's reaction to actually be looking at the board ahead of them.

"Hey, give him a break. It's got to be hard going through break up after break up like that," Kenny spoke up, earning a thankful smile from the red head on his left and a grunt from the brunette on his right.

"It's so painful watching him like this. I feel like we should do something for him," Kyle though aloud.

"He seems perfectly fine moping by himself."

"Shut up lard butt!"

"Stupid Jew!"

The two received a glare from the teacher, causing them to remain quiet for the next several minutes until Kenny spoke again.

"Did you have anything in mind for him?"

"He needs a guy's night. Video games and junk food and anything we can do to keep his mind off of Wendy."

"Pfft. Like I'm going to waste my time trying to cheer up Mr. Moody over there. He's impossible when he gets like this," Cartman grunted.

"Well we have to do something!" Kyle insisted.

"I don't have to do anything. You can do whatever you damn well please."

Knowing this was a battle he wasn't going to win, Kyle turned to the blonde. "Kenny, will you at least help?"

"Sorry, dude. I gotta work night. The bills don't pay themselves," Kenny apologized.

Kyle looked between his two friends and frowned. "Well fine. I'll just have to work this myself."

Over the course of the day, Stan's mood continuously soured. It wasn't until after classes were over that Kyle managed to get a word out of him.

"Stan, its Friday! It's practically law that we have to do something tonight."

"There's no point in doing anything when the girl of my dreams has walked out of my life."

Kyle fought back the urge to attempt to knock some sense into his friend and instead locked arms with him. "We're getting your mind off of her. Let's stop by the grocery store and get a bunch of food, alright? Then we'll carry it all back to your place and have the unhealthiest feast ever known to man."

Before he got a chance to retort, Stan was quickly dragged out of the school. Kyle was determined to get him out of his rut at all costs.

A/N: Wow, I can not even begin to describe how Stan completely ran away from us this chapter. After Wendy broke up with him, he seemed to lose all life and went off in his own direction. I honestly didn't mean for him to be this emo. You'd think I'd have some control over the characters in my first chapter.

Anyways, thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed and I'll see you next chapter.