South Park Fruits Basket? You gotta be kidding me!
I know, I know... "What the fuck is going through your mind? how dare you compare Fruits Basket to South Park! Of all the-!" Well, It's not going to be South Park really... just the characters. And it will have the plot line of Furuba. No, not changing into zodiac signs and what not; just... important stuff from FB and things I decided to make up to pull the story to the ending... also, It is yaoi. It has lots of yaoi couples. AKA boy on boy. If you don't like BoyxBoy or don't feel comfortable reading it then please leave. (although, there won't be heavy yaoi, just light... unless.. hm..) Heheheh. ;) and if you're just curious, Please read! AND NONE OF THIS IS MINE. NOT SOUTH PARK, NOT FURUBA; JUST THE CHARACTER I MADE UP (You'll know when you read their names or the descriptions I give. You'll be like "who the heck is that!"). I know it isn't my first story but I still feel nervous. Anyway, let's begin.
Prologue: ~Stan's POV~ It was the end of 8th grade. We'll be freshmen in the new high school they built here in South park. It's strange since the system is like a Japanese school you'd expect to be.. well, in Japan. I looked over at my super best friend, kyle. We were sitting outside in a small field underneath a tree, remembering the school years in middle school. I know, "Why would you want to do that? You guys are best friends and you're going to the same school and will see each other every day! It's not like you're saying goodbye." middle school was hell. We never saw each other as much. And I had things to worry about on my own. There was no way I wanted to get Kyle into my drama when his parents died during our 6th grade year. Since then, he changed. In a good way. It's like he became more sincere, sweeter, and pure hearted. Not like he wasn't before because he was!
"what?" his soft voice bought me from my thoughts.
"What do you mean 'what'?" I asked softly, catching his beautiful emerald eyes.
"you're sitting there just staring at me." he replied.
"ah. I was thinking."
"about?"
"you." Kyle seemed surprised at my words.
"Me?"
"Yeah... You became more.. emotional but like a... girl."
He quirked an eye brow. "Are you calling me a girl then Stanley?"
"No!"I objected. "what I meant was, you became really nice. Like you could give everything away and not give a damn."
He shrugged and looked towards the sun set. "things change Stan. I changed." his hand came towards mine, both in the grass. The wind blew and the pink petals from the cherry blossom trees we mysteriously had here surrounded us. I squeezed his hand, to reassure him. This was real, I was real, everything was really here, and I would never leave him. He squeezed my hand two times quick. I knew what he meant. Love you. I chuckled and muttered, "Love you too." things were gonna change.
~Section one! 3rd person POV~ Kyle Broflovski looked at the sky as the wind blew and smiled. He adjusted his backpack and school tie and continued to look up. "Good morning mom and dad! I think I got everything ready for school today! Wish me luck okay?" as Kyle walked to the school he thought of his appearance. Before, he could have been wearing his green hat like he always does but not this year. Or the next years of high school. Instead, he would let his wavy red hair bounce in the air. And the uniforms weren't so bad either. Black shirts and pants with blue ties.
When he entered the school he found his locker for his shoes and headed to his class room. Class 1-D.
"Kyle! Oh my goodness! Come here and give me a hug!" Cried out a certain blond. Kyle let out a gasp as Kenny McCormick glomped him. "It's so good to see you! It's been forever!"
Kyle chuckled slightly and hugged back. "good to see you too Ken." the red head swore some girls glared at him. Ever since the 8th grade, after Kenny decided to not wear his hood anymore, he's become so charming to the girls.
"Yeah.. considering he's only seen you 3 days ago." said one of the red haired girls.
"And how would you know that?" The girl froze and turned to see a really light skinned caramel girl glaring at her. She had her really long black hair tied up and she held a... crow bar..? O.O Her brown eyes pierced her's.
"Ah! N- no! It's nothing! Good bye!" The red head girl ran.
"L- Lina you didn't have to do that." Kyle nervously smiled.
"Oh but I did! Those damn fan girls! Kenny, control them!" Lina shouted at the blond and then hugged Kyle.
"Oh my little Kyle, everything will be alright. Their end will come very soon though." Another girl that resembled Lina muttered. Although, her hair was short and she seemed more serious.
"Jenna, it's fine! Really! Please don't do anything dangerous to them!" The Jew cried, pulling away from Lina and hugging Jenna.
She laughed. "It's okay! Really, we were only going to beat them senseless!"
"No!"
"Just kidding kiddo." they both grinned.
Kyle sigh and looked at Kenny. He didn't see his face for so long that he felt blown away. "He's growing up so fast and he's becoming so handsome you guys. He's.. Charming." Kyle told the older girls.
"Of course he is. Hell, some girls have the nerve to call him Prince. Just cuz he looks so damn good." Lina muttered,
"How stupid is that? Kenny isn't a fucking prince! He's so poor! And he's not at all good looking!" They all turned to see Eric. AKA, Cartmen.
"Shut it! look at you, already causing trouble for the first day! and talking trash as well you little ass!" Lina yelled at him.
"respect my authoriteh!" He yelled back. Kyle sighed, and looked around. Where was Stan?
"Alright you little ass wipes, take a seat." Everyone looked up and saw Mr. Garrison.
"What? No way! You're our teacher?" Cartmen cried with a surprised look on his face.
"Yes I am. I decided that I was pretty sick and tired of teaching elementary kids so, I thought why not join you guys?" The old man told the class as he began to write on the chalk board. "Alright children, sit your asses down and turn to page 5 of your text books..."
Kyle looked out the window he was seating next to and let his mind wander. Where was Stan? Was he late? Was he in another class? No, that couldn't be. He looked around. It was like a repeat of the last couple of grades. It was like elementary school all over again. Everyone he knew was here. Except Stan. Ah! I need to pay attention! If I don't then I'll start off on the wrong foot.
~After school; Kyle's POV~
"Oh, Cartmen had to talk with Lina and Jenna about something. They told us to go without them." Kenny told me as we headed away from the school.
"I see. Today was a pretty good start! It's just, so weird. Hey, Ken, have you heard from Stan?"
He only stared ahead, his expression blank. "ah, so he wasn't here today yeah? You didn't see him?"
"Um, no, that's kind of why I'm asking you." I muttered, not meeting his nice blue eyes when he turned to me.
"You see Kyle, during that period of time in middle school.. I have come to learn something..."
"eh? What's that Ken...?" I looked to him and he stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and began,
"He's seem to forgotten one very important thing. He can't make up his mind... I hate Stan right now."
I stared at my blond friend. What did he just say? I suddenly looked at my watch and saw the time. "Oh! Oh no! I have to go Kenny or I'm gonna be late to work!"
He came closer to me and patted my head. "I've noticed you look kinda sick. You shouldn't be working so hard. Or pushing your self too hard. Other people care for you very much, you know?" he looked away and then said, "Well, I have to go now."
I only stared at him and felt myself blush.
"Don't get a huge head just cuz he's your friend." I heard the same red haired girl growl at me. I looked and saw she was behind a tree.
"why are you even-?" I only sighed and turned, walking away. damn, these fan girls.
"... You shouldn't be working so hard.." I remembered Kenny's voice. But I just couldn't! My parents were always taking care of me and I took that for granted. I loved them so much. I never thought South Park was that bad of a place to have bad people there with guns. I guess I was still a naïve child. My family tried to decide whom I should live with. I didn't want to live with my cousin who was living farther away from here. The only option was my Aunt May. She only lived 6 hours away from South Park in the middle of the.. nowhere really. However, she said something to me really surprising four weeks before I moved back to South Park.
"I've decided Kyle. I don't want to keep you here if you aren't going to be happy. I want you to be happy. Your parents would have wanted it. I'm sure of it Besides I don't want you to..."
I looked her strait in the eye and said, "But I am happy here aunt May... I'm happy." I didn't want to trouble her anymore than I already had. But she insisted that she was pulling me down.
"you're not!" I had giggled.
Then she had to go to California due to something my parents left me and I figured why not live in that old house in Kenny's neighborhood? She said that I wouldn't need to go to school, but I wanted to see my friends and I wanted to make mom and dad happy. Also, I didn't want the others to know I was staying in SP. I did tell them I moved back but.. not exactly permanently... ^_^'
It's alright though! Sure the house is small and old and not exactly the cleanest place but it will still do. And the people wandering around weren't.. all that bad... "But no matter what, I can't give up! No way!" I cried out to no one in particular as I entered the building of my job.
"Kyle, quiet down please." a worker scowled and I lightly blushed.
~Cartmen's POV~
"damn it Kenny! You made me pay take out again!" I muttered with an ice cream in my hand. We were walking to his house. I was only dropping him off.
"Shut it fat boy! Besides, I paid the other time and you're the one who kept me after school." he scowled, a light blush on his face.
"You paying was a miracle in itself and I needed someone to accompany me..."
He was about to make a remark when he stopped. Something caught his eyes. I looked to see where he was staring at and I almost gagged at what I saw. Kyle. That dumb little Jew. Just what the hell was he thinking being on the wrong side of town?
"wait, I thought he already moved back to his old place right?" Kenny quirked an eye brow.
"I thought that too."
as we followed where Kyle was going, he went into a small old house.
"what the hell?" Kenny muttered and he moved in, with me following. We went to a window nearby and peeked through a hole. There was only one room. The living room with a small kitchen. He had sheets as his bed.
"I'm home." I heard the little red head say to no one in particular. "I'm so tired but I still got homework to do and I need to clean still..." he let out a small sigh. I couldn't help but to let out a small laugh.
"Let's say hi." Kenny whispered and we went to the front, knocking.
"Hello-?"
When Kyle opened the door, his expression was the one of surprised and I laughed my ass off.
"Shut up Eric!" Kenny shouted but I continued to laugh as Kyle's face flushed.
~Cartmen's House~
"Dude, I can't take him in! I don't want to take him in!" I complained. Ken and I were debating where the Jew should live. "Why should I have to responsibility for him anyway?"
"Cuz he's your friend you asshole! And it may not seem like it but he cares for you!" the blond yelled with anger.
"then why can't he live with you?" or Stan for that matter?
"Ke- Kenny please, it's okay! I promise I won't bother you! I'll pay you for just getting concerned with me. And the house is fine! I'll just stay there and-!" before Kyle could say anything else, he fainted.
"Ah! You have a fever! Why didn't you check it out?" Kenny scowled.
~later~ "um.. I have bad news Kyle..." Kenny muttered as he put ice on the Jew's head. "your, uh, house.. well, I was getting things out of it when it fell suddenly. I didn't get hurt, (Thank God) but some of your stuff was still in there..."
"Ah, N- no! My picture! Mom, dad, and Ike! Ah-! I have to get them."
"No way!" I was surprised those words came from my mouth. "You have to stay here and be safe if you don't want your poor mommy and daddy worrying about you from above. Now, go lay down on my couch and Ken, grab some more ice." As we both went in the Kitchen, Kenny muttered,
"I'll go and try to get the remaining stuff under the ruble."
I just nodded as the blond left through the back door and I went to give Kyle his damn ice. He looked so pathetic and.. cute... UGH. But the thing that got me the most was his damn worried look. He never gave me that look.
"I'm s- sorry Cartmen." He whispered and my ears twitched while my eyes went kinda wide.
"Huh?" was the smart response I could come up with.
"I lost my home twice and now I'm just causing you guys problems. I don't like it at all... especially when I have to lay on your couch." My eye twitched. I knew he could never be a saint! "But.. still, thank you." Oh God...
"Come on and spill it you damn Jew."
He only looked at the ceiling before replying "I thought nothing would go wrong. In fact, nothing was suppose to be going wrong at all. It was just Aunt Lina, Aunt Jenna, Stan and I. I thought mom and dad would be okay like any other day and they would take care of Ike.. and you know, this was in the 6th grade when everyone seemed to be pressuring you to think of college at an early age.. and my parents.. they were telling me what I had to do and how I had to get there but I didn't listen... on that day, I totally barged out on them and hung out with Stan. We left with J* and L* but I didn't think it's end up so bad. I..." he let himself trail off with a cough but continued. "They only wanted what was best for me and I just threw a bitch fit. I never realized until that day that everything they did was to protect me for my own good... and now... they're gone..."
I lifted my eyes from the ground to see that he was asleep.
"Wow... That kid sure has some feelings in him huh?" Kenny asked.
"No duh you donkey raping shit eater."
Kenny glared at me and said, "I'm surprised he actually told you something. I thought he would go and tell Stan about it."
"yeah well, Stan ain't here now is he?"
"Does that make you feel special?" I glared at Kenny as he tried to hide behind his face of a saint.
"Look, that doesn't matter-!"
"I wish I was like Kyle." Kenny interrupted. "I wish I could run away and get myself a job and not have to suffer with my family. Hell, I wish that one day I can help them move into a decent home but.. Kyle is so much braver than I am..." I smacked him.
"Kenny, shut it. Go and get his shit."
"I already did!" he whined but left the house anyway.
~Kyle's POV~ "You have to be careful Bubby. There are times when you work the hardest and time when you rest. This is one of those times and you shouldn't be working to hard."
"Your mother is right Kyle. This fever is the cause of stress." my dad told me as he put the bowl of chicken soup away.
"Kyle, you need to relax! Sometimes you act like you have stick up your butt!" I heard Ike's voice giggling.
"That isn't nice. Hey dude, here's the homework." Stan's voice filled my head. I remember he came in my room.
"Ah, thanks dude. Hey, stay with me for a while will ya? I was getting bored just staying in bed and watching TV." His laughter fills the air.
"of course."
Ah... Stan, where are you? I need to stop troubling people and I want to tell you somethings.
"I'm right here."
my eyes lurched open and I sat up. I look around and realize I'm in Cartmen's living room.
"oh.."
"Kyle, how would like to move in with daddy?" Kenny came out of nowhere and was about to hug me when fat ass blocked his way.
"He's staying with me and becoming my slave, McCormick. I have decided last night so I suggest you leave him alone!"
"Slave for what?" Kenny spat. "He'll cook and clean for me!"
my eye twitched. "when did we, or rather, when did I ever agree to living with either of you two?"
"well, you didn't exactly agree but come on Kyle! I love you so very much and I need you!" Kenny whined.
"Don't go with that Nazi! Come with me! Remember, Hitler loved blond hair and blue eyes! If you went with Kenny, he might turn you over to them!"
"Shut up! As if you should be talking Hitler!"
and as they yelled at each other, the door bell rang.
"I'll get it!" Kenny cried, lurching the door opened. "Oh S-!"
Kenny was pushed away from the opening and landed on his butt. "Who said that Kyle was living with either one of you guys?"
My eyes went wide. There he was. Black hair, those blue eyes that stood out, that smile on his face. "Stan!" I cried out and hugged him, making him lose his balance a bit.
"K- Kyle?"
Suddenly, Kenny lurched up. "Why you little asshole! You come back huh? So, did he take the deal or what Mr. Big Shot! Probably not cuz he hates you!"
Just then, before my eyes, Stan and Kyle were fighting.
"Shut up you asshole! Like you would ever have the guts that I have! You don't understand you douche! Besides, he hates you too but I wouldn't know! He already made a deal with you considering you visit him time from time! You're so fucking annoying!" A punch to Kenny's face.
"Yeah right Stanley! You're so stupid for letting your self get brain washed like that! Who the fuck is going to take a deal from two strange girls who beat him up! 'Get stronger than us and then we'll see if you're worthy!'? for all you know they could have been fucking around!" Kenny tackled Stan and punched him on each cheek before Stan pushed the blond off and punch his face in. He then stood up and kicked him the in the guts.
"But they had answers!"
"Answers you might not even know were real!"
"But if it means saving you and him then-!"
Just then, Cartmen hit them both. "You fags better shut the fuck up! Get out of my house! I give the Jew shelter and now you guys burst in here? Get the hell out!" He picked them both up and went to the door. I heard a thud and then he came back in. "Sorry. Go in the kitchen Jew. I'll feed you in a doggy bowl."
I glared at fat-ass and almost scowled, "Cartmen, you suck ass! Shut your fuckin' face or I'll make you eat out of a doggy bowl which you won't mind cuz you eat out of everything!" But I stopped myself when he took a bowl out (no not a doggy bowl. -.-) and poured in cereal and milk.
"Now eat up." I stared at him. What the hell was going on? Why was Cartmen being so nice to me? Where was Stan during the time he was gone? Why was he gone in the first place? And who is this he Stan and Kenny were talking about..? "And don't worry about anything. Those guys are just idiots who have nothing better to do." He said it as if he read my mind. "as for being nice to you, I, uh... Well... why the fuck can't I be nice? Even if it is for you! Don't think I'm pitting you or anything! I know this is way out of character, but when you get your shit together too, then I can go back to preaching why Jews are bad! Ugh! This is so fuckin retarded!" he stormed off with a blush on his face.
Now why could I tell something really strange was up? Oh well.. this is South Park.
"Oh! Cartmen, we have to go to school today!"
"You can't! Look at you; your uniform is dirty. I don't even understand why we have this damn Japanese school here anyway! What the hell?"
I sighed and adjusted my tie. "Our government wanted to see how the school's difference would effect our learning overall. If the system works, some schools might change like ours. If you were paying attention to Mr. Garrison, you would have known. Well, I'm off."
~School~ "Kyle, what happened to your uniform? Didn't you wear that yesterday?" Lina asked.
"How can you tell?" I cried.
"The ketchup stain."
I glared at it. Although, I can't remember when I last ate something with ketchup... O.o
"Hey Kyle, can I talk to you?" Kenny showed up out of nowhere. I nodded and followed him out the class room.
"Um, listen, sorry for this morning. I mean, Stan and I.. we, uh, there's something between us that only involves us and has nothing to do with you guys. So, er, yeah. No worries."
~Kenny~
I didn't want to worry Kyle at all. I know it's such a huge deal when Cartmen scowls me. Me? When does sexy Kenny McCormick get scowled by that Nazi Eric Cartmen?
"That's okay dude. There's no need to apologize to me. You and Stan just work out what ever you need to." He smiled at me. That damn idiot.
When we went back into the class room, Jenna came to Kyle and me, saying, "I saw Stan came back this morning. He's here you know. He talking to Garrison."
Kyle looked interested but I sighed mentally.
"What surprises me is that you and Stan didn't walk to school together. Why is that?" Cartmen came out of nowhere.
"Cuz you kicked him out!" Kyle shouted.
"You could have asked him to walk with you or he could have asked you. I think he always asks you though. He takes care of you." fat-ass retorted. Kyle just stood still, blushing.
"I'm not a baby! And Stan doesn't always have to babysit me!" but Kyle's eyes told me he didn't mind at all. I looked over to the door and saw our friend there. He looked a bit down. I smirked and went towards him, about to say something when he muttered,
"He's right. I can't always feel responsible..." I couldn't help, but feel guilty.
"take your seats children." Mr. Garrison yelled and we all went to our seats.
~Kyle~
When school let out, I couldn't help but wonder what really was going on.
"Hey, you wanna hang out?" Stan asked me as I walked out the gate.
"sorry Stan. I have work." I felt bad but this was a responsibility.
He sighed and only gave a "oh yeah" response.
"AH! We'll hang out tomorrow! I'm free." I smiled and couldn't help but to blush. I really want to make Stan happy.
"It's fine. Go! You're gonna be late!" he chuckled.
"AH! YOU'RE RIGHT! BYE!" I ran from school to work, but I couldn't help to look back to see Stan had already turned away from me.
~Stan POV~
"But he works late! Are you sure you want him to be alone? At night none the less?" Kenny asked me with panic in his eyes as he bend over my desk. We were staying late just for the hell of it and I glared at the blond. He as only trying to get me to do something stupid.
"No. he's not a little kid anymore. I don't need to babysit him. I scoffed, taking my feet off the desk and letting my chair fall forward on all its legs.
"Fine! I'll get him!" the blond cried.
"No you don't; not today McCormick!" Cartmen barked and took Kenny by the arm, leading him out the door and to a closet room...? I stared their direction and sighed.
"Stan, wanna walk home with me?" I looked up and saw my girl friend Wendy Testaburger. I couldn't help but feel a bit queezy. Was I getting sick?
"Um sure." I grabbed my stuff and stood up from my desk. As we left, she talked about her day and continued to go on and on. She didn't even seem to mind me missing the first day of school.
"oh, where's kyle?" she asked politely,
"He's at work." sure; ask about my best friend but not me...
"doesn't he get out late though? It's be terrible to go out late. And he lives pretty far from his house to his job."
"Yeah..."
"I'd be pretty be scared. What if there were pervs out there? And Kyle looks pretty feminine!" my eyes went wide and she continued to talk.
"Wendy, I got to go! See ya!" I ran off and heard her call out my name.
~Kyle~
It was darker than usual today and there were less people around. It made me feel strange. I know I could have asked aunt May for a ride, but I didn't want to intrude on anything and I didn't want her to come out here just to take me home. Mom and dad always said to try to think of the other person's feelings
"now Kyle," Aunt May had told me, "when you're done working, ask a friend to walk with you or take bus money. But if you happen to be walking alone, watch out for perverts. Your so adorable yourself that it can attract both members of sexes."
when I remembered that, I could help but to dwell on it. Oh no! I know there isn't anything to worry about on account of there aren't pervs out here, but today could be that dangerous day! I got to watch out for them! GAH! No Kyle, this is no time to panic; get yourself together...
My mind drifted out to other things; such as what I would tell my mom and dad about the first day of school and the advice I would give Ike about high school. Then my mind drifted towards Stan. It felt weird that he and I didn't talk that much today; it was as if he were lost in thought. I sighed. Why did it seem something was going to happen? Just then, I heard something behind me. "AH! NO! DON'T TOUCH ME!" I quickly slipped my backpack off and blindly swung it as hard as I could.
"OW!" I heard Stan's voice and opened my eyes in surprise. I saw that I struck his left cheek.
"I- I'M SO SORRY! Are you hurt! Of course you are! Are you okay? No, you're not! AH! I'm sorry!" I cried with embarrassment. Oh God! He probably thinks he did something bad towards me...
"It's okay." I jumped a bit from his voice. Was it really that long ago that I heard it? "I'm the one who should apologize for leaving you alone Kye." he muttered, rubbing his sore cheek. I stared at him, confused. The only thing that made me see his expression was the nearby street lamp. "I over heard you saying how you don't need me to watch over you." Stan stopped when I opened my mouth, about to remark an apology when he quickly added, "And I didn't mind! I mean, you're a big kid now but... I've been watching you all my life. Why should that change now?"
I couldn't help but to let small tears out and blush. "I'm sorry. Cartmen was being nosy and I didn't want him to pick on you since you seemed troubled. Either way; I love you Stan! I'll always need you and I know I'll always love you." I said it with so much passion that I kinda lurched forward but I caught myself. Stan looked surprised and then he lightly blushed; it was really cute...
"Oh well, um, come on dude; let's go home. I mean-! Walk you home to your house! Not ours but yours! Ugh, W- whatever!" He powered walk away with my wrist in his hand. I only smiled.
"But we have to fix your conditions with where you live. What about your aunt May? And your house? If you're not gonna live there or with May, live with me."
"Ah-! No! I can't! Please, let me figure this out on my own. Just like you and Kenny are trying to figure out your problems together, I want to figure out mine! I don't want to depend on you guys." I stated.
"Let yourself be taken care of sometime dude! Your parents wouldn't want you to carry everything on your shoulder and my parents wouldn't mind. I'm here and I want to help. Talk to me Ky." with that, I let my tears burst out and I spilled my guts. So much for wanting to solve my problems on my own.
Alright, that was the first chapter of this! as you might know, it seems to follow the story line of Fruits Basket.. well, it'll be somewhat more different. :P I'll try to update soon. hopefully. XD I hope you enjoyed it and will be willing to continue to read to see where it goes. Until then!