Chapter1: Kiss with a Fist.

[Kyle's POV]

I moved out of Colorado 2 years ago then settled in the California where Eric Cartman would never consider where he found there bunch of hipsters and their youth passion meaningless and harmful to society.

Cartman and I were in relationship very unexpectedly. He and I were lifetime enemy and neither one of us considered the other, friend.

He and I were homosexual. We found the man's magazine at Butter's house. Butter was never companion to us. he was more like a target. As I grew I found myself similar to Cartman using Butters to cover up when I skipped or failed the test. We saw the brawny muscular and child face alike model. His hair was bright brown hair and face languid but very innocent. His hand was shoving his thing with on his hold strongly half naked in dark blue tight jean.

He was sitting on white back ground staring straight to the front.

It was a commercial for muscle pills for health man section.

The man seemed quite young for attracting someone sexually but his confidence and energy streaming out from surface made me hard. I was, frankly all hard enough to be tense.

"Whata up Jew, drooling on tiny tiny wiener guy? What a pathetic!"

He was teasing me, however I was clever enough to know that he also was tense.

"I did not realize you are…converted. Did intimacy with you and Butters make you realize?"

"I am not!"

"Then, why don't you move an inch? You complained this magazine boring! Isn't it about time to get yourself for powder pancake and coke perhaps?"

"Hey! Don't you mock me as If I were kid. I am not attracted to that stuff. You stupid Jew!"

"..Then what are you up to? Your face looks like you have to go pee in a minute. So do you wanna bathroom?"

"I don't want stupid Bathroom. God! You are such a nosy jewrat aren't u? Feet off and let's go and get into our speech! I had have enough of this!"

"Hey. Cartman.. I actually want us to do something"

"For what?"

"I can tell a girl in our class who is completely into you."

"..U r lying"

"No. I never lie in love and hate relationship. So, you are in or not?"

"Fine, what's the catch?"

"I want to make out with you..."

His face stiffened and formed valley on bridge of his nose.

"Tell me again, Jew. Just what the fuck did you say?"

His anger soared and did I say nothing. He just shuffled his feet out of the bed and murmured r word and picked out magazine and shoved it in desk drawer.

"Come on you and I know this is all bunch of crap! And I am not gay, unfortunately it seems you are!"

I muffled and swallowed thick and salty mucus. Before I realized that was tear and as I gulped empty and hollow disparity for years warmed up my throat. As it was about to make pool I extended arm and pinned him down,

"Jew! Don'...t"

I silenced him and jumped and thrusted my weigh up on his soft and lttle bit hard stomach. With the easiness of his mouth opened for surprise and disturbance, I laced my finger to his and crushed my mouth to his then stuck out my tongue.

At moment He saw what was going, he shoved me rapidly and was retrieving. As I was going to him inch by inch his back met the corner and found no escape he managed to make himself looked into my eyes and found that I also was frightened.

"Kahl why are you doing this? You do not want this don't you? This is not you wake up."

Cartman said so unbelievably to his own words. Well, he changed which is why we hangout together often.

"..U r right I zoned out"

I receded from him, and sat with few silence came out my mouth "Sorry"

" So...is this about Stan? Did he dump u or, what? You became emo?"

"It's. I don't know. I'm just not into girls. So I was confused, maybe last night alcohol did the trick."

"So..."

He poured an apple juice beside the desk and fetched it to me

"..U r practically a gay,"

"Maybe but possibly bi. Ahh! I can not believe I am telling this to you! You! Back stabber!"

"Here, here kahl. What can I say, I am too irresistible? This apple juice will perk u up.

I sipped form it and tried to escape myself away.

"Actually, I also have a same question"

He said in whisper.

"Am I bi or not."

As he finished the word he turned around and pulled me close.

"What are you doing..?"

I murmured with kinky sound if I must say.

",,Just shut up"

And he pushed his lips firmly to mine. I was swirled with ecstasy though situation was awkward especially from my BFF perspective and my brain was telling me to stop till it gets serious and he is just pushing me around. But, I felt nothing could be right than this. I embraced my instinct and kissed him back.

Me on bottom, him on top, seemed perfect harmony and god blessing.

After then we made out a lot and had very different life styles. Inside home and school, he was a jerk and impossible. But outside, where two belong was place for only both of us,

As we thought ourselves serious, fear caught me.

'Where exactly is the dream? The moment I stand beside him. Or, we are just..Us?'

Then I decided to claim ourselves boyfriend in public.

"Guys." When four of us were around I held Eric's yellow gloved hand and gave him a glint of notice that I am going to announce that you are my boyfriend.

Suddenly he excused his hand from me.

"Look Stan! Kyle was just holding Cartman's hand! How cute!"

"What! Oh no, guys! Kinney is lying! Why in an earth with sanity and seven heaven's blessing shouldn't I hold stinky Jew rat's germ?"

Yeap, what did I expect? There it goes. Cartman one, Kyle zero.

"Look guys. Here kahl and I need a talk. Wait here catch up a little bit?
I tried to shout but he muffled me with big palm of his and dragged me to the school parking lot. I was sad and angry so I punched him in the chest.

"Just…what was that?"

"..I don't want a serious relationship"

He said. Chin down.

"But I do not want to lose you. Could you be with me and wait for me till I realize what I am?"

He was serious. Cartman, in entire life said in open about doubt of his entity. I said fine.

But later I found he was hanging out with blond tint girl. She was the one I suggested. That one into cartman that day. She was smiling at cartman's joke and laughing at his naughty gesture, holding his sight and loving protection for history and math class.

I became enraged then Cartman again into inquiry.

But I ended up forgiving him. His excuse was obvious."Well she was a partner so I had to get close to" or "She was trying to plot something evil so I had to stop her by letting her beside me"

It never ended up with just words when my anger was simmering and boiling and just about to explode. He stopped me with kiss and 4 words "I love you". When my tear was trailing down on my cheek before it drops he licked it and embraced me harder failed to escape me his embrace.

We were not practically on relationship but not entirely off. Our relationship filled the two and a half quarter's calendar. So I did not feel entirely off. I just believed he has a thing in me but he just did not approve himself of a gay.

"Cartman. I heard you and herenitta are in relationship is that true?"

Wendy my Bff's 5 year term girlfriend came before four of us on school cafeteria.

"As she turned 18 she participated in school union president as well as debate speech and head of the girl's valley ball. As her relationship with Stan deepens she tried to have more common with Stan, sports.

Herenitta on the other hand was very feminine and shy. Didn't know Eric has taste for that into women as he always despised their emotional sharing and silence for grace, rather to him looked dumb not to make speech.

She was the most beautiful girl in school. She seemed to admire tough one like Eric.

And Wendy, surely detested the news as Eric cartman is a complete manipulative son of a bitch.

She certainly seemed not too welcome with the news.

"Yeah, It's true Wendy. That explained why you kissed me with charm inside me huh?"

Stan almost dropped the spoon and Kenny laughed.

"No way! Herenitta is the sweetest girl in school! How did you win her?"

"Actually Herenitta and I have a plan this evening".

"What dude?! Are you going to crash her on bed? Or did you already take care of it?"

"Aweew disgusting Kenny!" Stan protested.

"Mind your own business Kenny!"

He stood up and took a glimpse of me and dashed out.

"What's wrong with him?"

While everyone was dumbfounded I took silent as I had looked small silver on his ring finger.

I felt broke. Since then, my years of patience snapped like twig.

"Cartman" I told "I had have enough"

He was sitting still. While I was looking down him, felt I am in interrogation.

"And this time, I mean it. I will never see you again as before I actually want you to stay out of my life as possible."

Cartman but was sitting still.

"Cartman?" Again, no move. " Cartman!" I shook him then he slid down.

I managed his fall to concrete. I was panic as I saw the bruise on neck. With cartman on my arm I saw goldylucks before me returning herself to home with her friends while talking about their favorite place for shopping and weekend plans

"U..U must be herenitta aren't you? Can you call a school nurse? My friend is unconscious!"

Just then the girl dropped packs of books then rest of the girl shoot themselves away from the scene, leaving a white paled girl alone.

"Oh no Eric!"

She covered her sculpture face with slender finger in awe momentarily. I could see the silver ring on her finger. Same as Eric.

"Hold on! I'll call for help!"

At her shout there was a tremble on my shoulder. Cartman's eye blinked.

"What's with all noises?"

Then he found himself leaning against my shoulder, almost laid out and my hand on his limpering shoulder.

"Eric! U are awake!"

Cartman very second stared at me and turned his attention to the girl.

"Well I was awake from the beginning. But still think I need a rest"

"Should you be better here?"

"No." He closed his eyes shortly

"I should be with nurse. Could u help carry me?"

He then unlocked my embrace, shooting my arms to me then forced himself off with palm on the side of chair. he stumbled onto the girl's side. Did not say thank you or any word. Herenitta was the one who said so.

Cartman, in lot of pain was carried to Herenitta just as a sack he was pulled along .

His arm was lingering from illness his eyes were half closed. Unfocused.

As Herenitta and he were gone from the sight I sat still for a while then the beep sound occurred.

"Dude where are u? Your mom called me."

It was a message from Stan.

I was about to type "fine" But I wasn't. So I ignored.

As I watched my wrist watch pointed 6 pm I moved my feet.

I quickly went to bed as I returned home.

No shower. No dinner.

I just told my family that I had tons of homework to take care of. My younger adopted and genius brother Ike just bought it.

I went my room and took out of ministry of government of united states to make that I have homework for political studies. And it's true. That professor Richison which Eric called Dickison in political studies is strict as a hard dick. He also had very strict guidance on grades.

As I plopped the book open I smiled. I rememberd the moment Eric cartman shoot the crumbled paper onto professor's desk while he was lecturing and as he found that "You are dick". All of our classes could not go to home till 7pm when we made Butters to confess and show himself. The truth is it was not an alcohol and I wanted to do thing with Cartman. I felt something different from Cartman. Cartman was always powerful, confident almost all the time. As he began to loose his weight and showed muscles all around his body guaranteeing this boy's identity from the sight I felt something different from Cartman. And when that happened I came to know that I was basically appealed to him. And cartman, however is not into me. Most of all I do not share ring with him. Then again, the bruise on his neck struck me. Cartman was having something,.

'What could Eric hold himself?'

Probably terrible. After Eric became older he never was encircled with miniscule stuff like taking a pitcture of Butter's having his penius or buy for someone's pubes for fortunes. Hard to believe, but he grew up.

Last time when he was almost caught in red handed as he set fire on principal's car. Principal said something naughty to his mom and actually convinced her to say that Eric is dangerous psychopath. He tried to soothe his mom by having her almost raped. As Liane Cartman was a attractive woman still Eric was 18 as she bore him at young age. Eric's psychic behavior was linked to Lian's weakness and somehow she became the victim by her son. And her son paid revenge severely.

Eric was never a victim. He pays much as he receives.

But he got bruise on his neck.

What could possibly bring bruise on neck?

Batting? But what kind of person hits or stomps on someone's neck?

Then occurred, strangling.

But Eric was having nice terms with mom and he seemed happy.

Or could it be..? Suicidal?

That panicked me. I oneself tried to strangle myself from stop breathing as I was living in academic pressure.

Of course with gay issues.

Could Cartman be also?

As myriads thoughts were forming clouds on my head I flipped my phone open then dialed 1 which cartman does not know that I changed his incoming call to 'Eric' and he is my prior number.

"Hello?"

The sound came. It wasn't Eric.

"Hello this is Kyle. Eric..no is Cartman there?"

"Yes. But he is asleep. Would you like me to say something to him?"

So cartman felt too tired to crash on his girl's room. Alone.

"Nah. Thanks"

Then I tossed my phone under pillow and muffled myself under and made tent with blanket so no one can disturb me.

The alarm rang at 6:00. I could not take a blink of sleep the whole Cartman shit was tormenting me.

First thing I came up was calling. As I flipped the phone, there message appeared. From Eric Cartman.

My hands trembled. The last word I said to him was that I do not want you around me ever again.

What if he heard? The truth is I do not want to lose him. Of course he is an asshole but concerns over him tells me that I should not stop. I cannot end relationship as friend even so.

So, I bravely opened the text.

"..Why did you call?" Text message at 5:00 am

"Did herenitta go?"

I sent. Then reply very soon.

"She is with me. She is sleeping"

I took a silent moment. I really wanted him to say in detail at least an explaination.

I skipped the breakfast, not feeling eating. I felt low sugar as I consumed my whole energy on that egostistic bastard. Does he even care? Did he ever consider ours is genuine?

"Kyle. Wait up!"

I heard voice. It was Stan.

"Hi Stan. Is everything with you and Wendy fine? I haven't seen you guys around since two weeks ago"

"Yeah."He said casually. If someone asks me the same question, I highly feel suspicious with casualty on my voice which I admired from Stan the most.

"Actually Wendy and I hit the road to Atlanta. Wendy's grandmother endears Wendy. So she wanted to see me in person."

"Oh, that's good stan!"

"Not really. She asked me about future plans. She seemed to look for son in law with stable job. And as I told her my dream is foot ball player or singer or environment activist she seemed kindda repulsive"

Stan was looking down on pathway. Obviously, despondent.

"Come on Dude! Who are they to judge? They all are wonderful! Being a lawyer doctor or, desk operator. Now those are the lamest!"

I patted his shoulder hard and he crooked smile on his face under. then hit me hard with smile broke into genuine one. I hit as response and we laughed outloud.

"Thanks dude! You are really the best!"

"See u after school stan!"

I ran to locker smiling till I ran into someone.

"Watch where are you going jerk! It hurts! Don't we have a hall monitor for this incidence?"

The person exactly I did not expect first start at school in morning.

"It's you. Kyle. Watch when you move your feet"

Then he slid away.

Something went wrong, terribly wrong. He did not joke or laugh at my clumsiness. He just said like that. Who's he to confuse me this hard?

I dashed into him really hard and anticipated sorta "Mother fucker!"

He but, stopped me with his hand.

"I heard your word yesterday"

I stopped

"Guess what, Kyle. I found someone better than you" He narrowed the space between two of us to push my chest with hint of force on his finger.

"Person I can actually open to public. So I am going to say that she and I are dating to everyone. There will be no space for you to squeeze in."

"..So" I calmned myself. "You and I are just nothing? Is that what you are saying Cartman?"

"Actually, Kyle. You also felt nothing from me. Didn't you? You and I were just confused from the start weren't we?"

"Yeah.."

My hands were forming balls, very tightly.

"Confused..Okay. At least you could say good bye or you wanted to break up with me anytime or soon. So I.."

I could not stop my tears were making pool.

"Wait."

I turned around and headed to bathroom. To a matter worse, next time was the class includes him.

For the worst, it was class with lots of team meetings. I was not strong like him. Could not pretend nothing happened and deal matters with him

I just couldn't. I wanted to form a ball myself cry all day long. Though I was confused I knew that I was in love with him, enough to forgive his unfaithfulness. I texted Stan that I had to skip the class. Stan replied soon. As he had a class I had to wait. Anywhere but no Cartman. When I headed to School playground, I saw Kenny was having an affair with Bebe,

Bebe was freaked out as I discovered Bebe was showing her tits to Kenny.

"Kenny get him! Oh wait, Kyle?"

"Dude! What an earth are you doing?!"

Kenny and Bebe said in synchrony.

"Oh, I just skipped the class and wanted to get a fresh air."

"Kyle? You? Skipped the class? I never imagine you skipping the class!"

"I kindda get so"

"Interesting. Kenny, probably we could take kyle as well?"

"To where?"

"Kyle. You know that I am not into studies so I turned my major into art."

Bebe feet off then as she jumped as she was sitting on edge of the tower miniature. light as a feather. her blond and curly hair cascades like a waterfall as her step gently meets the ground.

"Yeah, so?"

"There is a Miranda's birthday. And Miranda is very..open person. So she is holding a slutty party for all genders. You wanna come?"

"Bebe I think Kyle is not into that. Kyle, don't push yourself."

"Guys, I actually have promise with Stan to meet at Arcade."

"Stan?"

Bebe opened her mouth.

"That's odd. I heard Wendy and Stan are going together, You know it's Wendy granny's birthday. And Wendy wants Stan to come over to make something together."

"Stan did not tell so!"

"Well…" Bebe had a habit of folding arms crossed and looking straight to person when she finished her conjecture.

"Wendy said Stan is really down. So she does not want to say directly. But she said she wanted to make stan first, happy, instilling him a little bit of confidence maybe? So she decided to wait till Stan finishes school at school gate. I saw her going."

Then popped, the message appeared with saddy face with an apology.

"Here we are. Art community center and let's see. 52 Street liberal art gallery. Yeap, this is the place!"

Bebe pulled her red ford compact into 3 stories orange and pinkish building. The building was comparatively old. There was a paint scrap there lied bare cracked concrete, revealing the buildng's base which left the building more ancient. Unlike with lots of cars parked on the front no one was there.

"..Art gallery? I thought this is going to be a party."

"We'll just see about it."

She clicked the car lock closed.

"We just have to take a detour, dude. There is a back door."

We cut through the corner where tons of neon signs of motels and restaurants for lickers and women lined up. As I swam along the too much facets of luminosity my stomach and head gave me a signal. As I regained my consciousness I found myself before rusty steel stair headed to back door. As there were open space between every steps I had to put up with dizziness.

As I reached the door what I saw first, were people. A lot of people Then again, some of them were naked, Others were really bareclothed and was standing beside the column of the building and people were admiring them as a statue. They were shirtless. Some people were drawing them and put fingerpaint or signature to them on part of their body as part of art. They were all younger adults and were having those from the Greek collar bones were straightly visible from naked eyes tracing all along their body. Their hair was bushy but looking fresh and soft. Then also queer guys, wearing colorful linen metal clothes. They were putting their hands on the other's underpants and enjoying the pieces of attractive man were enjoying on bad. One was gripping the other's penius. That one was accentuated by numerous pencil touches. And the other's eyes were half closed enjoying the moment. Of course the men in the picture were naked.

Not only queer, Lesbian and straight were enjoying the pieces. Some of the straight guy ditched his girl friend then walked over to the lesbian and the girl did similarly to the gay.

"..Bebe what's this?"

"Don't you like it?"

" We are in a Rome where we can fuck whoever we want!"

"I thought you and Bebe were having a serious relationship. U guys were together since the bell rings"

"Oh, actually we enjoy threesome Kyle."

"Sometimes we get fed up with each other. So we have one night girl or boy friend. Of course Bebe and I can be off again and on again."

"Yeap. Most of all this party is going to be cool!"

"Cool?"

"Well.."

Bebe glanced over my shoulder and some blonde guy winked over her.

"Bebe's cleavage is enough to be stood out dude. With her wearing of stripped shirts she gets what she wants."

"Well."

Bebe took elongated oval shapped glass red wine from silver tray beside her. Then clicked open her beads purse then applied pink lipstick on her protruded mouth "I gotta go. I am sure you will be fine here Kyle. Kenny and I think you need to loose a little bit"

"Yeah, just fuck one."

I refused. Definitely not in a mood.

While Kenny whiled away to the short skirt waitress costume girl, I also was enjoying the moment.

I was admiring the pieces. At first, I thought this is all about sensual and physical but there was also an 'art' abstract, picturesque, and handmade pieces with photograph like Protage.

"Do you like in here?"

Husky voice, man with one feet seven inches tall, having a brawny muscles on shirtless body.

He was perfect literally.

"No. But I am trying to fit in."

"So is this the first place came up in your mind?"

He sat beside me on the stool.

"Well. My friend got me here for party I guess. Anyway it was nice to talk with you."

As I turned around and about to leave, he grasped me

"Don't go. I want to know you more. Tell me, are you single?"

Then the lights out, and on the center of the stage there were center of lights then the figure appeared.

"Welcome to 25th anniversary. As you might notice, all things requested are settled. Chocolate fountain and sidedishes appeared on the stage. There was so called 'desert' one and the other seemed desert but of variety of sizes and shapes of erotic cake appeared. At the end of women speech, caterer on white blouse with black bow tie served finger dishes to each one of guests.

"Miranda. We love you! Yeah!"

"Thanks Jeffery. Tommas"

"As a ritual for our ceremony, our gallery is not only open for widen the perspective but commemorate the new artist. Please give applauds to Eric cartman"

There I saw him. He was wearing brown suits, black tie and his hair was combed with jell.

He seemed confident and powerful more than usual. He stepped front of the podium, adjusted the microphone. Woman stood beside him. "Eric is really a talented photographer. He took numerous pictures of happy moments and couples. Sometimes he took all of their agonies into film and made into silent documentary."

My hands were shivering. He did not see me yet. So I turned around. Man beside me noticed my difference really quickly then took notice of boy on the podium and my balled hands.

He chinned me up.

"U seem shocked. What's wrong?"

"..Nothing" I said.

"One of his documentary is going to be shown for tonight. It is wonderful. I sent to the indi film maker and he wanted to see Eric in person. There are snacks and plenty of spaces to lie and sit. Please, enjoy!

The screen appeared. Black and whilte line was cross lining and filled up the screen with bold white letters 'our happy moments'. As the caption slid down The tree rustled and the wind blowing filled up the room. Then the man's monologue was shown. His happy childhood appeared. Play with dogs. Himself stumbled on fresh and and watery grass. with his fall parents were laughing and smiling at their dear boy. Adolescence. The boy found a perfect girl but he broke with her. He said in tone, he found no interest in her with sex. He went to mental hosptital for months trying to figure out inside problems. The screen also showed man in patient clothes, getting electric shocks and was watched behind the one room cell, by doctors and psychiatrists. He also, before bed did tons of surveys, wrote diaries then whiled himself away on breaktime, reading bibles.

He said on the interview, was desperate. As the man finished his remedy he went to college in late year. There he found the boy. The boy was 3 year younger than man he was blonde and very friendly. Man instantly fell love with his innocence and shared bed. "That's when". he told. "I felt truly filled up" There was a clash. Plates shards all over the floor and his boyfriend got hurt on his eyes. As they declared marriage, one of their parents threw plate. His boyfriend was carried to the hospital and two boys talk really. Casually. Cartman must have edited all of those dramas. He just could not withhold whinings. It was also fun to watch. The boys talked about their crush on girl, humiliating moments at school.

The end, the man eyesight got worse. Then the screen showed with lots of boozes. Man was hurting himself. However in the end his lover and man took a trip and the scene ends with beautiful sun sets and two men were staring at the horizon.

It was truly, a beautiful.

As the film ended there was a commentary from film maker.

"Thank you for watching. This is based on video tape they have been taking for 5 years. I just mixed and edited and put them beautifully what is already beautiful. They told me being different is nothing to be afraid of as in the end when we got someone precious. Thanks"

Soon as he receded, I turned around then saw him in the eyes. When he said someone precious I thought of Herenitta. Is that what supposed to be so? Eric?

People were moving away. I saw Bebe was tiptoeing with her one long and white leg crossed and the other one's, heeled tip was touching the white wall on gallery. She was gripping man's collar and their kiss was getting deeper.

Kenny was already off.

"Do you have any plan?"

The man beside me asked.

"Look, I know I should give you a chance. But I just can't. Sorry"

"..So"

The man sipped the wine.

:"You are only in serious relationship"

Man locked me with curiosity.

"Tell me." He replied "What is it like to be in constant relationship?"

He was inching to me with silver glass on his hand.

"I..I had not have one as well"

"Then" He sipped another. "Why are you hanging on your life on that?"

I stood. for silence.

"I'll tell you what. I did not have serious one as well. As you might know me, I am Gay. Gays fuck and off don't they?"

"…You knew I was gay?

"At first I doubted. But when I looked at you the sight you stared that boy on podium, it was not hard."

So he knew. I really felt going home already.

"However, I picked you first. So I cannot assure myself to be better than him. But I really want you."

He took me in ears. My ears were throbbing with hot breath.

"..I actually don't know your name"

"We'll get in soon"

He cornered me with his arm. Exit to the gate. "You haven't eaten anything have you?"

He took me to the mom and pop's restaurant. He ordered two steaks and orange juice with citrus salad.

"It's late, so all the other restaurants are closed."

"I am fine with steak. So, thank you."

"Shouldn' t you be calling to your mother? She must be worried of you."

"As long as it is with my study, she takes late call for granted. And I have been a good kid."

"Ah, I see."

"So, what about you? I see you like 21 to 22."

"Actually, I am 19. I moved out at 10. I have my own apartment and I work at automobile company for marketing."

"Sounds..promising"

"Yeah, it pays a lot"

"So" I swallowed the last drop of orange juice. "What is it you into me? I mean, we barely know each other."

I glanced up. He looks rather not confused.

"From the first sight I saw you are it to me. You are just so..integral and innocent. Trust me when you turn into adults a lot of guys will fall into you. So I wanted to get to know about you"

"..Okay"

As we sat around the table till 12pm I came to know him well. His name is Mark and his hometown is Georgia his dog name is Ruckas. He named him after George Lucas. We had common with each other. And he had a sorta crush on woman but failed at bed so he tried makeover as woman and had a bed with man. He said it was the best. So he tried it as a habit and what he told after then was "Since then gayer me grew beyond control so I decided to gay myself" He also told me that he is doing for double job as model for man's health magazine.

Mostly, I listened Which I felt the most grateful to man.

He and I got out of the restaurant. He took my phone out of my pocket and dialed his number.

"Call me if you feel needed. I do not want to screw you around, yet. But I do not want you to feel lonely."

He petted a forehead kiss. It was nice. I never felt myself be required by someone than this.

"So, Kyle."

Noise from the back, was Kenny.

"I knew you would have fun already! But who would have thought you were so attractive to man like that!"

"What!? Kenny were you spying on me?"

"Sorry Kyle". Bebe peeked out of the column of parking lot.

" We were just worried of you and followed. But wasn't it nice Kyle? You found someone to love and protect you!"

"..Yeah, I guess"

"Oh, by the way guys, Herenitta is coming here as well."

"What?!"

"Oh, Kyle. Didn't you know that Cartman was today's artist? Of course she is coming over to get Cartman! Cartman is right now must be busily signing his autograph, taking pictures with fans and dealing with contracts. Who could have guessed that Eric Cartman has such a talent!"

"That movie was surely touching! Everyone was glueing into that!"

"So, Kyle. Kenny and I are thinking of holding a party. You know for celebration for Cartman.

Would u like to join with us?"

"..Shouldn't be him and Herenitta alone enough?"

"We are not going to take everything off from btich aren't we? It's man's party dude!"

"Whatever"

Bebe frowned at coments.

"Bebe!"

Just then the brown hair girl appeared.

I also have to admit it. She is cute. She is just like a Rebecca. Innocent and pure. She was wearing pink tight sweater and white long pants with lacy socks and white sneakers. None of them dictated her, slutty.

"Oh, herenitta you came! You look cute! Surely, Cartman would have night over you."

"Thanks. Oh, you are."

As she looked at me and noticed that day I was with Cartman when he passed out.

"Thank you for the other day. If it weren't for you Eric could have been serious."

She smiled like a godness.

"Herenitta, is Cartman on something? He is not getting a phone."

"I'll look him over."

I said, wanted to get away from here.

I went back to inside. Lights were all gone. All I see were stacks of chairs and tables.

No sign. So I was about to close the door behind me. Then, the figure appeared from the curtain, back stage.

"..Why are you here?"

"Nothing. Kenny and Bebe took me over. That's all"

I said, without looking, rotating the door knob to open.

As I was about to creek the door open, I felt he was close to me.

"Thanks for coming" He replied. "Is Kenny and Bebe there?"

"Yes. I added "And..Herenitta"

Suddenly He took silent. He plopped himself seated on a left audience chair.

"… I told her not to come. He murmured, coverinig his face with palm

"Well she did. So you have to fetch her."

He sighed.

"..Do you have any idea how hard this is?"

He just said and moved out of door. I followed him after.

We rent for room for four at Serdiago's motel. He is also the independent photographer. Cartman and he worked together so he lent him room while he is away to shoot photo for Alaska.

"Serdiago. Is he Mexican or Spanish?"

"Spanish. I met him during hiking at Spain at summer break for exchange student program."

"Yeah, you lost a lot of weight fatass thanks to him and that program"

"Fuck U Kenny!"

"So how did you become a photographer?"

Bebe asked.

"I was not that into. I just realized I love to collect memories and preserve them beautifully"

"Gay"

"Knock it off Poor guy!"

We laughed.

"So Cartman, Kenny and I really must say, appreciated your work! If I knew you were interested in and talented I should have been your pupil!"

"Mine is Sparta. Bebe. Highly doubt you could even follow!"

He laughed.

"Well, not that much but I am projecting two married couple and it has been two months. I interviewed them and set up environment to raise an adopted child for testing their parenthood.

I also informed them program for marriage couple. I do work silly.

Herenitta excused herself to ladies room and Bebe followed.

"Fine. Whatever"

He swayed as he stood up

"Cartman? Didn't you just.."

I said, worried.

"No. I am just gonna get some coffee."

"All rightee. Lemonade for me and Bebe. Oh, and plum juice for herenitta. She loves one!"

"Fine! You just do not look over."

He glanced at me.

"Whataya want, Jew?"

"I will just go, and drink cold water."

He and I walked down the corridor. Awkward silence enveloped us.

"Jew" He said.

"Becoming not part doesn't mean we cannot talk to each other."

He said, finally.

I said nothing. So many words trapped me and keeping silence seemed to be habit to me.

"Actually, Kyle."

He turned around and peeked over my back seeing someone is coming.

"I kind of was angry when you said so."

"..What?"

"So..What I meant was..nothing."

"..Have you ever considered feelings? Cartman?"

I turned to him as we stopped.

"You, crumbled me and threw me like a waste and you think you can make amends with words, sorry? And all of those sweet words can hold up your ass?! Every, single time? No. Cartman I am not falling into that. So, stop playing lovers and just be friends. Got it?"

"Then.." Cartman replied. "Could it be possible you stop worrying me?"

"I was not! Even so, is it wrong? to sorry friends over issues? Oh, right you do not care friends."

I angrily went over to the water fountain ahead him and open my mouth and gushed it. As I wiped off some water spill on trace of my mouth I walked over to him without feeling him strange not to talk back at words.

"Let's just drop it. You, and I were nothing and I was accepting the fact."

"Yes we are. Kyle."

Cartman turned me around and held me with his both arms. He said nothing. He just squeezed me firmly. I protested but it was. of no avail to me to out as his grip became harder as I tried.

"..You want to be with me?"

I whispered, finally giving myself in a bit.

"He said nothing. I did not want anything serious. But when I look you, I felt weak."

"..Is anything you and Herenitta not serious?"

"..I can only say. I could not help"

"Why..Cartman? You even did not tell the bruise on neck."

"..So you saw it. Clever, Kyle. I really have no idea how could I not show you my flaws."

"..What was the bruise? Cartman."

"…Look, you are ruining the moment. Can we stay a little bit more like this?"

I felt cartman's body was shaking. I could not help but brushed his back gently on every tip of my finger tip trying not to agitate the sensitive feelings within him and caressed his dark brown hair as I did to my younger brother.

"Cartman" I said as the time passed

"Don't we have to go? Everyone is waiting. And the beverage is cooling off."

"U r right. But, Kyle. I want you to go to my house."

"What?"

"..I want to see you in private."

"Isn't your mom home?"

"Kyle." He hardened his voice. "My mom is at rehabilitation."

"She..What?"

"She was drowning herself with drugs. From doctor's saying, suicide attempts"

"Oh my god, Cart..?!"

"Later. I will tell Kenny and the rest that u felt too sleepy then went home."

"Cartman.."

"Not right now, Kyle. I have my buddies' call."

I stood there in silence.

Did cartman mom strangle Eric to the death?

My head was forming clouds and the outside it was raining and I didn't have an umbrella. As my sneakers crossed the ponds and got all drenched and barefeet got itchy I was too caught up with thoughts.

Liane cartman. Eric's mother inhaled hallucinating drugs occasionally. But she never threw away her maternal responsibility onto that. That was what at least a year ago. The last time I saw her as she almost got dehydrated with alcohols with clients. She seemed to not have bed with others as she moved to work at bar and to be chatty person. But seemingly her old habit remained still as I heard bed rocking as I was in his house.

Did his mother really strangle him? ?

As I was passing houses in chains and intersection where was traffic jam and the traffic police in vinil rain coat, and some neighbors wearing strawhats and the front cover to pesticide the grasshopers and snails spoiling their gardens. Everything moved so slowly and fast simultaneously. Though my consciousness was holding the entire room for concern on him I was frankly enjoying the moment.

"Kyle!"

There was a noise.

As I broke to the source of noise, I gasped.
It was mom.

I regretted at the sight of her that I did not phone her not even to Ike.

"Oh..mom"

"Young man! Do you have any idea idea how your family were worried of U? "

My mom fisted her hands. Her navy coats were dripping from wet and her tightened vallerina hair was falling down to her wet shoulder. She was ghosting cold breath to my face.

"I told you, he is fine"
Ike followed putting umbrella onto her.

"But seriously Kyle. You should really call. Dad already out with his car."

"Dad too?"

"I'll call. Kyle you just go home with Ike"

"Okay"

I just gave myself onto her words then took my brother's hand.
As my mom called the phone under the banner of neighbor bakery Ike and I were sharing umbrella.

As we were about miles away from her I stopped.

"Kyle?what are you doing?"

"I have to go somewhere. I promised"

"You can not go! Mom is planning to ground you more than month as she also found your C grade report cards under the mattress"

"..Does she even know that grade is for gym and I had a migraine for diabeties?"

"She just wants to make everything perfect you just know don't you"

"Please Ike. Can I have a little privacy?"

"..Is that important than go ahead. But kyle.I might not be able to protect from mom. will be in few minutes."

I nodded then turned opposite side to my home. Splashing the still ponds that haven't treaded waving them, my heart and feet were already at his place.

I waited on the front door. His backyard was ever green and swing seesaw were turning into darker colors.

I counted the raindrops and saw the changing clouds but never left the thoughts for his arrival. As the vision was fogged by rainstorm that was the time I knew time has passed for some time I turned my sight to wet earth to see the sign.

No one.

The rain was pounding hard on the roof tops and the road were half sinked before the front stool.

This time I did what I wanted from the first place.

I just sat on the front door in ball, covering my face on both arms on lap. My pants were soaking waters nearby. and my favorite jacket too was with raindrops beforehand cooling my temperature.

Then there was a squeaking sound.

As a compact was pulling, trailing circle on wet path. I glanced up.

When I was going to off feet I was already in warm embrace.

I did not see him I just did not want to break this moment.

As my face onto his chest he raised my feet up then dragged me inside. At the step's pole he began to pour kisses.

On forehead, collar bone, then he unbuttoned my jacket and sliped down my shirt on shoulder.

Bit by bit. Then his other hand was climbing on to my stomach and pulling down the shirt on the shoulder side where his kiss is not implanted.

He was going under. Shoulder, arm, armpit, waist, stomach.

Even I was bareclothed and naked outside his other arm was covering my whole waist, down to stomach. So I felt, protected.
He then snuggled to my other shoulder and slid down to my chest and stomach. This time I was holding his a soft and fluffy brown hair like.a teddy bear. I faced him up and looked him in the eye. then gently cressing his wet and swollen lips and locked mine to his.

-I know it's too sloppy! I am referring to several English books to cover up my expressions. I hope you guys enjoyed!-

Thanks for all reviews, my novel before was too sloppy so I didn't expect any!

Didn't mean to make Kyle fragile, but in this novel I made him so and the other novel I 'll try to make kyle to move first!

I'll try my best not to change original character personality. Since I am not into that romance there will be also not that Romance.