The Beginning
Every night always seemed to feel like a special occasion – the sight of seeing him a couple of inches below him as he looked down was a reminder that he had finally done it. That one single wish that he had kept to himself ever since he was 10, had finally been fulfilled and now he was spending every day of every week of every month of EVERY year wrapped up in a blossoming happiness that he was so glad to share with his one true love – the very same one true love, that this wish had been focused on ever since he first received his own cupid's arrow.
"Your smile is all that I need for me to return the favour..." The red-haired boy spoke – adding even more emotion to the moment he was having with his dear lover that night. The night air in the bedroom was warm around them – a gentle swishing and swaying that past them, went over and finally returned back for another loop, was adding even more to this already-wonderful moment. "Tell me...that you love me...Stan..." The red-head spoke again.
"I love you...Kyle..." The black-haired boy lying body-up on the bed replied with a soft smile. "Forever...and ever...and EVER..." To which point, the red-head Jew, Kyle Broflovski, moved closer down to give him another long lustful kiss.
"My my...Stanley Marsh...I thought I was the one who was going to return the favor here..." He giggled with a smile.
"Oh...and what do you mean by that, hmmmmm..." Stan responded with a raised brow and a smile back.
"You...and your tounge...hee-hee...you're not trying to out-tounge me, are you..." He giggled again – obviously enjoying every second of tonight's tease-talk.
"What? ME...out-tounge...YOU?! I wouldn't stand a chance..."
"Glad we agree on something..." Kyle smirked to which he launched into Stan's open mouth again.
"Goddam...you're a sneaky little guy aren't you..."
"Well...I try..." He giggled again to which they resumed their usual procedure of hugging and kissing and laying by each other's side.
Although their pattern was pretty much the same so far in terms of them spending the night at one's house, eating a meal together, getting tired, locking the bedroom and getting on with stage one of a "love-showing"...tonight however, was much more than just A NIGHT. It had been 365 days exactly to this day that 19 year-old Kyle Broflovski finally opened up his feelings to his lover in a sealed-shut bedroom, kissed him, got upset, received comforting and, in result, received a kiss back – thus, beginning what would become the reason for Stan and Kyle finally finding true happiness in their lives. The two hadn't really thought out or planned for how they would celebrate their one year anniversary of being together...well...that's what Stan thought.
In fact, Stan was quite surprised and even puzzled as to Kyle's lack of..."keeping to his schedule". Usually by now, Kyle would have fully let his loving, flirty self take over for the rest of the night, have Kyle strip all his clothes off to leave him and his lover completely naked with Kyle topping him and then the rest would be history...but so far, the red-fro'd Jew hadn't even attempted to get Stan's shirt off. The two were still dressed fully, minus their hats, in what they had been wearing even though they were laying on love's best piece of furniture – Kyle's bed. Stan couldn't remember the last time he found himself wearing even one piece of clothing, let alone the whole lot, on Kyle's bed...so this certainly was a break from the romantically Kyle-like norm.
"Something on your mind, Stan..." Kyle asked in a soft voice – pearing into Stan's shining eyes next to him.
"Well...yes...but...I...I don't want to..."
Kyle smiled – realising that Stan's nerves were playing on him again. "Awwwww...love...don't be nervous...just tell me...I won't bite..."
"OK...it's just...IT IS our one-year anniversary tonight, isn't it..."
"Of course it is – I've been crossing off the days on my calendar for weeks for this day to come..."
"Well...shouldn't we...y'know...really have...celebrated it...in some way..."
Kyle smiled again – his eyes squinting slighty to show how he adored yet another aspect of Stan's character. "What makes you think we won't celebrate it?"
"Oh, nothing...it's just...we're already at the bed stage...and...despite the fact that you're...excellent...in bed..."
"Why thank you..." Kyle squinted his eyes and smiled.
"...it's just...we haven't done anything..."memorable" to celebrate the night and whatnot...y'know..."
"Hmmmmmm?" Kyle's smile dropped to a surprised look – even shock.
"Oh...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I didn't mean it like THAT...honest..."
Kyle's look quickly changed back to a smile and cheerful eyes. He put his arm around the back of Stan and brought him close. "You're so cute when you get all nervy like that..." He smiled to which Stan gave him a blushful smile. "Well...I think it's time I let you in on my super-special secret plan, my dear..."
At that point, Kyle sat up much to Stan's confusion. Stan wriggled his way up-right and sat by Kyle's side. "So...what's this secret you said..."
"Oh...now it wouldn't be much of a secret if I told you yet, now would it...tee hee." Kyle giggled.
"Y-yeh...I guess so..." Stan gave off another blush.
"But I am going to tell you...just not right at the moment. First...I wanna build it up before I reveal the grand finae that is my plan for our anniversary celebration..."
"Oh...OK..."
Stan knew Kyle was good at these sorts of things. Sitting back comfortably, he smiled and allowed Kyle to begin.
"Now...Stan...we've been together for EXACTLY...a year, correct?" Kyle began – walking back and forth beside the bedroom window as he spoke as if he were giving a very important speech. Stan laughed under his breath at the thought and even image in front of him of a tall, butch, serious-talking Kyle giving a speech as if it were crucial to some kind of battle or press-conference or whatever.
"Ummmm...yes...we have..."
"...so then...I presume you believe that in that year we've been together, we've loved, learnt, talked, kissed, laughed, enjoyed, played, sat and even slept...together, correct?"
"Correct."
"...we've been together all the time and we've shared our thoughts and feelings – our highs and even our lows...together...we've walked to school together...we've sat in the local cinema on the very same row at exactly the same place...together...we painted...together...and even done one another's portraits...together...we've done practically everything...together...correct?"
"Absolutely."
"...therefore...we know anything...and everything about not just ourselves and what we've done...but also about what the other has done because we've been...together...correct?"
"Totally."
"But..." Kyle stopped right in front of Stan to which Stan looked up at the smiling Jew. "...do we know what each other had done...PREVIOUS...to this very day one year ago?"
The question came as a surprise for Stan. "Ummmmmm..."
"Do we know what one another thought, felt, believed...and even said...prior to this day that very year ago - do we truly know what one another was thinking and feeling when they were with the other boy?"
Stan said nothing – the question surprised him even more.
"...and furthermore...do we even know...how we two...would have...WANTED...those past moments we spent together...to have really gone?"
Stan was frozen in silence – he didn't know what to say. It wasn't a case of him not knowing the answer – that was too easy...it was the actual aspect and truth of that question that shocked him. "I...I...I guess not...no...no we don't."
"But..." Another 'but' question. "...what if you COULD?! What if you had that chance and that oportunity to go back and relive those moments...BUT...see them in a totally different light – a light that shows exactly how the other was feeling, thinking and acting during those special rare moments we spent together in life? Wouldn't you love that, Stan?!"
"Well...I..." This was all too much for Stan to take in at that one time. After a few seconds of silence...Stan came back with his response. "Yes...YES...I WOULD...I would LOVE...to relive those past moments – the ones that came at such a rare occasion...but were SO special for us..."
Kyle gave off a secret smile – he had got what he wanted out of Stan in terms of a response. "Perfect...just the answer I was looking for, my love..."
"The answer you were looking for? What do you mean, Kyle?"
"Well...it's the answer that means that we can get on with celebrating our anniversary in...as you put it...a "memorable" way..." He smiled at Stan – walking over and sitting on Stan's lap – placing his arms around him and looking deep into his sparkling eyes.
"But...how does that relate to how we're gunna celebrate our anniversary..."
"Tee hee...oh silly Stanny...your confusion just oozes with cuteness..."
"Huh?" Stan replied – making Kyle giggle again. Now he really was confused.
"Duh...I just told you...we're going to...relive ALL of our past moments we shared together – all those special occassions we spent together when we were younger...we're going to back in time and enjoy every single second of those moments – where we couldn't enjoy them fully together as a couple...NOW...we can!" Kyle kissed Stan and smiled again.
"Yeh...but there's just one problem Kyle...we CAN'T go back in time...how on Earth are we gunna relive ALL of those moments back when we were younger."
Again, it was the best possible answer Stan could have given. And with a loving romantic energy inside him which he was waiting to unleash on his lover, Kyle pushed Stan onto the bed much to Stan's surprise. Landing face-up on the bed, Stan felt Kyle climbing on top of him – grabbing hold of both his arms and locking his legs together within the Jew's grasp. Stan, really confused now, saw as Kyle moved closer and closer down to his face with a soft smile and romantic eyes resting on his adorable little face.
Finally, with only inches between their lips, Kyle spoke gently down to Stan. "USE...YOUR...IMAGINATION!" To which Kyle had his tounge enter Stan's mouth once more. The lustful kiss lasted for seconds and seconds. All Stan could do was embrace this lust and lay in confusion as to what Kyle could mean. "USE...YOUR...IMAGINATION!" The voice looped inside Stan's head as he felt Kyle swirl his tounge and press his lips inside a few more times. "Use...your...imagination...your...Imagination...Imagination...Imagination...IMAGINATION!!!" Suddenly, the penny dropped. Kyle could feel the muscles on the inside of Stan's mouth tighten with surprise and so he exitted – looking down at his shocked lover. Kyle let out a smile and a wink and finally Stan spoke the name.
"Imaginationland!"
Kyle's smile widened with joy – pressing down on Stan and giving him a huge romantic cuddle. "Well done Stanny...you figured it out."
Stan looked up at the ceiling and realised just how bad a mistake he had made in terms of forgetting about that place. The two hadn't been to Imaginationland much since the Evil-Characters incident when they were only 10. The only times when they had found themselves in that World, were when they had been called there to help in some kind of Imaginary adventure or Land-Wide task. But Stan saw the romantic genius in going there – now that they were finally together in love, a one-year anniversary was the perfect reason to celebrate in a place where any human's imaginations or creative thoughts could come true. Not only that, but Kyle'd idea was complete genius in itself – reliving past moments in their lives just by imagining them into existence was the perfect way to not only see those happy parts in their lives again, but on a romantic level, both Stan and Kyle could at last, see and learn deep into one another's thoughts and feelings that they were so unsure or even afraid of expressing and telling to one another.
Yes...the smile on Stan's face to match Kyle's own told exactly how he felt.
A few more minutes passed. Stan and Kyle had finished packing a small bag of equipment and "valuables" that they would need for their trip. Their anniversary had landed on a Friday, meaning that they had the whole weekend to make it one to remember. Not that spending it in another dimension wouldn't be memorable enough, but what they would do and what they would get up to, would certainly ensure that they not forget it.
"You ready?" Stan asked – finishing fastening his jacket and putting his poof-ball hat back on.
"Of course..." Kyle replied – zipping up the final pocket on their bag and placing it on his back. "OK...shall we begin to make our way..."
"I think you know my answer, sweetie..." Stan smiled and gave Kyle a kiss – making his boy-friend shiver in giggly excitement.
"Alright...you ready?"
"Ready..."
The two stood side-by-side holding one another's hand – Stan's rleft and Kyle's right. And without further ado, they began:
"ImAginAAAAAAtion...IIIImaginAAAaaaAAAtion...ImAAAginAAAtiOOOOn...ImAAAginAAAAA..."
"No no...Stan...I think it drops there, I can't remember..."
"What you mean...ImaaaginAAAtiOOOOn..."
"No, the second part...so it's ImAAAginaaatiOOOOn..."
"ImAAAginaaatiOOOOn..."
"ImAAAginaaatiOOOOn..." They resumed..."IMMMaaagination...ImAginAAAAtiOOOOn...ImmmagIIInaaatiOOOOn..." As they continued the song still holding hands, Kyle looked to his right whilst still singing. As he saw Stan singing too, all he could do was smile as he did so – to which Stan turned around also and smiled back at him. Finally, after a five minute continuous sing, a wind began to blow itself across the room and out of nowhere, suddenly, a door-shaped portal appeared at the far corner of Kyle's room. The liquid-like portal began to shine in the corner like a christmas light and without delaying anymore, the two boys began to make their way towards the door. Grasping tight hold onto Stan's hand, Kyle led Stan into the portal – the shining blue liquid-like portal running smoothly across their bodies like a cool breeze as they passed through.
And as soon as the silhouettes of Stan and Kyle finally disappeared behind the portal door, it vanished out of existence. The bedroom now stood still – silent and empty with the door firmly locked. Only a return into Kyle'd bedroom would undo the lock on the door now. But returning was the last thing on Stan's and Kyle's minds at the moment. Right now, they were thinking and focusing on only one thing.
Their one-year anniversary weekend in Imaginationland...was about to begin.