Author's Notes

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A few months later and it was already time for school again. Stan and Kyle had completely made up over those few months and were acting like nothing had happened, as well, nothing much really had. Cartman, Kenny, Kyle and Stan - All of them were now standing in the bus stop, the usual place they were at in the mornings, right before school. Kyle and Stan were chatting about some movie they had seen together, while Cartman and Kenny were laughing and whispering about who knows what. Knowing those two however, it was probably something lewd or disgusting, perhaps both.

"So, Kyle, what do you think about the new girl?" Kenny suddenly asked, turning towards Kyle and Stan, interrupting their discussion. Cartman, who was standing next to him, had an unreadable expression on his face.

Kyle furrowed his brows, confused as to why Kenny would ask him that out of nowhere. Kenny usually talked about those things with Cartman not him, so what made today any different? Seeing as he was making the other wait, who wasn't seemingly planning on just forgetting about it, Kyle gave in and replied, though with an irritated tone to his voice.

"We haven't even met her, Kenny, how exactly am I supposed to have an opinion on her already?" He paused then, noting Kenny's smirk and Cartman's frown, before continuing, "If you are asking that based on the photo that Clyde had sent everyone, then forget about getting an answer out of me. I don't go by appearances alone."

What Kyle had added, had made Kenny's smirk even wider, confusing Kyle even further as to what was going on exactly, but it all made sense in the following next moments. The question directed at him, their expressions and everything else he had wondered about.

Turning back to Cartman, Kenny whispered something into Cartman's ear, before making his voice louder and saying something that shook Kyle to the core. "Told you he's gay," he had said, his eyes sneakily glancing over at him, making it obvious that he was aware that he had said it a little too loud. Cartman however hadn't laughed as Kyle had predicted he would and in stead just frowned even deeper, it-

"Dude, what the fuck!?" Stan suddenly shouted and Kyle looked over at him in surprise, his body flinching, "We've already talked about this, Kyle's just not interested in finding a girl at the moment, so piss off!"

Kenny then apologized, though it was obvious he wasn't sorry at all and went back to just talking to Cartman, acting as if nothing had just happened. A few minutes later the bus arrieved and everything was forgotten, not. Of course it wasn't forgotten, there was no way Kyle would not think about it the whole day, that one sentence haunting him without a break.


"Kyle, are you okay? He didn't get to you did he?" Stan asked, his voice betraying how worried he was of his friend. Kyle was flattered and it made him secretly smile into his palm, but he shook it off, so he could raise his head and answer him with a simple, "I'm fine."

In reality, he was far from being fine. It was the third period and he was still thinking about it. Kenny and Cartman, what exactly did they think about him? Well, they did think he was gay, not knowing that he actually was and wasn't at the same time, but what else? Kyle had to find out. Otherwise he wouldn't be able to stop thinking about it for the rest of his life. So that's how he ended up dashing out of the classroom as soon as the bell rang and made his way to Kenny's locker to wait for him there, knowing that the other always went there after every lessson for some reason or another.

Not long after, Kenny appeared and to Kyle's luck, alone. "Kyle?" he had asked, his eyebrows high from surprise of seeing the other waiting for him or so it seemed like. He stopped in his tracks when he reached his locker and looked straight at Kyle, waiting for an answer, his expression turning to a blank one.

When Kyle didn't answer him right away, he grew jumpy, changing his weight from one foot to another. It was alittle funny seeing Kenny act that way, but Kyle stopped himself from showing his amusement and in stead cleared his throat, before speaking.

"Kenny, I would like to ask you a question," he started, with a serious voice and seeing Kenny paying attention, he went on to ask, "Why exactly do you think I am gay?"

Kenny had blinked his eyes a couple of times, when he had heared the question Kyle had thrown at him, before it finally reached his brain and he visibly relaxed. A second later and he was laughing out loud, gaining a few stares from here and there. It puzzeled Kyle, but he refined from asking the other what was so funny and remained his poker face.

Giving a few more snorts after his laughing spurt, Kenny calmed down and panted, from lack of breath. "That's not even close to what I thought this was about, oh boy," he said. his words laced with amusement and his eyes shining wit hsomething foreign.

Kyle narrowed his eyes, trying to understand the other, but failed. Yet again, Kenny was not making any sense at all. Then again, Kenny had always been a little hard to understand.

Suddenly Kenny was a lot closer then before and towered before him, making Kyle more nervous then he'd been in a while. The way he looked at him, made his heart beat faster then before and his eyes dance around, trying to acoid contact with the other pair, oh so close to his.

"Kyle..." Kenny suddenly said, breaking the silence and making Kyle look abck up at him. The way he had said his voice had been rather, well, different and yet, Kyle had heard it before. That was the voice Kenny usually used when he was confronting- wait. Could it be? Could he have figured it out!?

Kyle's eyes widened and he tried to back away, only for his back to make contact with Kenn'y locker. Kyle cursed in his head, but then his heart took another leap, when suddenly a oair of arms made walls next to him, blocking his escape routes. This couldn't be happening, Kyle thought, panicking. How had he found out?

Then it hit him, the question from this morning.

"How did you find out?" Kyle mumbled, his eyes now looking at his own feet.

For a moment Kyle wondered if Kenny had gotten confused, but then the other boy replied, with an even deeper voice then he had used to say his name earlier, which sent shivers down Kyle's spine.

"Mhm~! I've had my suspicions for a while now, dear Kyle," he had purred, his mouth near his ear and his voice, dare Kyle think, seductive.

Kyle couldn't even bring himself to worr yabout others seeing what was happening, because all he was worrying about was his sanity. He was so close to just looking up into the other's eyes and admit to the other that he was indeed right and he was actually a she, but he just couldn't bring himself to do that either. What if the other wasn't actually 100% sure? What if he ended up making the other hate him? He couldn't bare it.

Too deep in thought, Kyle almost didn't even notice, the hand that had made it's way under his chin and lifted his head up, but he did notice, he did notice when his green eyes made contact with blue ones. He also noticed the blurryness and the sudden wetness sliding down his face. Oh no, was he crying? Kyle brought his arms up and touched his face with his hands to confirm it, only to accidentally brush against the hand that was already on his face.

"-re you crying?" He catched the other ask and when he took the whole face in, that was looking back at him, he saw a worried face of another one of his friends. He was to answer the same way he had to Stan, but was caught off guard, when Kenny suddenly removed the walls around him and in stead wrapped his arms around him.

"Dude, it's okay. I don't mind that you're gay. I like some guys as well actually, so I don't judge..." Kenny started, but trailed off, when he saw Kyle's face. It was the most puzzled, confused, out of whack face, that Kenny had ever seen on Kyle's face. He unwrapped his arms from around Kyle and in stedlet them fall next to his body. Did he get it wrong? The other had just, but.. what...?

He was brought back, when Kyle opened his mouth again, his tears completely dried away and his face deadpan. "You're saying I worried for nothing... that you actually had no clue...? You gotta be fucking with me." Then, when Kenny was least expecting it, Kyle grabbed hold of one of his limp arms and slammed it against his chest and before Kenny could realise what was going on, Kyle ordered with a growl, "What are you waiting for, cop a feel."

No idea, why Kyle had just said that, Kenny did what he was told, but then froze once he had. Frozen for almost a full minute, Kenny suddenly understood everything and jumped away from Kyle, his face completely overwritten with shock and bewilderment.

"No way, Kyle, y-you're a.." he stumbled over his own words, as he pointed with a shaky hand at his friend, as if he wass accusing him of some bad deed and then said or more like asked, "...a girl?" The last part had been so quiet, that Kyle hadn't almost catched it, but he did and he nod in response, making his friend gulp quite loudly and slowly bring his pointing hand to his face in stead and mumble something Kyle couldn't catch this time, to himself.


This chapter ended up a lil shorter then the last one, so sorry about that, but I hope it was still good enough to be enjoyable. I'll try to write the next chapter as soon as possible. ALSO - Any more ideas would be really appriciated, so don't hold back if you have any.