Chapter 2- Issues

'Phew...' I sigh as I casually walk out of the school building on the concret pavment of the school grounds. I can still hear them bickering from behind, I'm guessing they have two groups, Bebe's and Wendy's... I wonder, if this is like an "All time war" would it be in the history books? That would be pretty cool if it was... but of course knowing the school, they'll take out all the good parts...

'Hey wait up Kahl!' I hear someone yell out to me from behind, as soon as I turned around, someone bumped me and made us both fall on the pavement, it's not really great to be honest, it hurts like hell.

'Ow! that fucking hurt!' I yelp, trying to push off the person who caused me to fall in the first place, but no use, this person is far to heavy, the only person I know like that is... sadly, Cartman...

'God damn your so weak...' He scoffs. Grinning at me lightly, his brunnet hair all messed up from the fall, and some dirt on his face, I'm surprised he hasn't said anything about it yet.

'Agh! fuck you! get off of me already fat ass!' I shreik. God, if he wasn't heavy enough already, and pushed more weight onto my pelvis and ribs, hell, even him just on top of me sitting there on my sides hurt!

'C'mon Kahl... stop being a wuss, damn...' He grins whickedly, like the chesire cat from "Alice in Wonderland" creepy little fucker. I try to push again, but no avail, he just won't budge. 'Are you REALLY trying Kahl? Nah, that would be used as an excuse to why your pussying out, I think Kahl...' He leans in closer, I can feel his breath dance around on my skin like small little kisses tapping on my right cheek. 'I think you actully wanted this, and pretending that your weak...' Just that sentence alone gets my blood to boil, I feel like a volcano is erupting inside of me, but isn't coming out.

His eyes seem to daze me for a small second, before I finally notice that the two pairs of Armies have surrounded us, Wendy's and Bebe's. This makes my face feel flushed, I can feel it heat up, but I don't know if it's noticeable, Cartman's brunnet hair suddenly brushes my forehead ever so slightly, It's soft, and oddly warm... and it smells really nice, you can get addicted to it, like an all time high. His eyes pierce through me like spears, but then I see them soften as he pulls in a smile.

'You know Kahl, you actully look cute...' My eyes widen, I'm so confused, did I hear what he just said? Or is that wishful thinking? Wait, "wishful thinking"? Oh god, this position, this atmoshphere, the people watching, his voice ringing through my ears, they're poisoning my mind! It's making me think differently, and causing me to think, I was wishing that, no Kyle, just shut up already, and try to get this fat fuck off of you!

'Whatever fat ass! I know your fucking with me, now get your fat ass of yours off of me!' Cartman sighs, I can feel he's finally a bit relaxed, espically in the legs, were he has trapped my arms and hands, I slither my armsout from under his legs, and try to throw a punch, but he pushes them to the ground, pinning me down. I feel his body weight lift off of me and close in on my wrists which he now holds in his hands.

'Khal you serious need to get that sand out of your vagina, is it making you cranky? It MUST itch~' He slurs out the last word playfully, giving me a smug smile. This is where I should blow up, but yet... I can't seem to find a main reason to, other than he said I had a vagina, which I don't... I just want this fucking prick off me so I can go home...

Cartman's gaze quickly turned from me, to the girls, I guess he finally noticed them standing there. 'WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ALL STILL DOING HERE?! GOD! DON'T YOU HAVE ANYTHING BETTER TO DO YOU DAMN FUCKING SLUTS!' He retorts. The girls jump back and carry on their way, except for Wendy, and Bebe.

I feel that his grip as losened on my wrist, I use this oppertunity, to jump away from him, and whack him in the back of his head with my bag. 'O-OW! FUCKING JEW!' I glare at him, with my bag slung over my shoulder, he glares at me for a second before standing to his feet. 'Lets just go, the fall was an accident anyway...' He says rubbing the back of his head, this this the second time I hit him in the back of his head, I wonder how many times it will happen? Maybe I could knock some sence into him for once.

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As we come close to my house, I hear my parents fighting, I sigh at this, this been happening for a few years now, and no one knows about it, but sadly, the last person I wanted to know is Cartman, but that's impossible now since his house is a house from mine, while Stan is in between.

'So, this is why you're always such a prude Kahl?' He asks, not once glancing at me, but staring blankly at my house were my parents room is.

'Shut up Cartman, why do you care what goes on in my family anyway?' I ask roughly, more than I wanted it to sound, Cartman turns towards me, still with the blank look he had when gazing into my house's window.

'I don't Kahl, I really don't' Something in his tone of his voice make me think differently, it's more sincere than taunting, than any other tone he used to make me pissed, no, I think he's just trying to catch me off guard again, never again Cartman, I won't let THAT ever happen, strike me down if I'm lying...

'Whatever Cartman...' I say, looking at my door to my house, I don't want to go inside knowing what will come to me, Ike left us because of this, him and his teacher , she picked him up as he requested her to do, and since he's now in collage, he can do what he pleases, which doesn't make a whole lot of sense to me, knowing he's my little brother, he's only twelve too, and she's like what? In her thirties? I just didn't try to cope with Ike in staying, who wouldn't want to get away from something like this? All they ever do now if fight, bicker, throw shit, drink, and sometimes involve me in it, and it's normally the same thing, mostly, about my future, being a lawyer and all, I don't want that at all, and to be clear, I don't know what I want, Ike plans to be a doctor, and cure cancer for good... and I'm here unable to think properly with all this madness going on at home... it's... it's unthinkable!

'Kahl, you want to stay over tonight?' Cartman asks, still staring at me, once he meets my gaze, he quickly turns away. 'I mean, you can come over if you want, whatever, won't bug me none, but you can't tell anyone I said you could, you just came in because of some personal project or something, I don't fucking know... You're the smart one, you know what to say!' He adds. Did he just admit to me, that he thinks I'm smart? Well it's about god damn time...

'What did you say?' I ask him, pretending I didn't hear his words.

'A-Ah forget it ass hole! I didn't say anything!' He states, and continues to walk towards his house, but before he took his second step, I grab his jacket sleeve and tug it back.

'No, I'm serious, what did you say?' I ask belittled, well I plan to seem that way... Cartman scoffs, and faces me; his face is a cherry red, cute...

'I said you're smart?' He says unsurely. I guess he's thinking I want him to say I'm smart like he made me say "You're right" when he "convinced" me that I should apologize that my people killed Jesus.

'No, the other one Cartman...' I say as calmly, and innocently as I could, I heard what he said, but in case I miss heard things, I want him to repeat it. Cartman sighs.

'I said you could stay at my house or something, whatever... God, there MUST be something wrong with your hearing Jew!' He snaps the last sentence. Well, looks like my hearing hasn't failed me yet.

'Sure, I rather be there than with the mess my parents are causing right now...' I say my eyes fixated on the house.

'W-Wait what? You want to come over? I mean- ahem, yeah sure whatever you dumb Jew... just don't steal anything...' He allowed it that blindly? Even though he insulted me, I trend to follow Cartman down the side walk to his house. He opens the door for me allowing me to go inside. I say, it's rather odd that he just, lets me in, and not try anything to make me mad, first the thing the happened at the school, then after school, then my house, and now this? This is all too strange, even for me...

'Take seat on the couch, I'll be back...' He says as he kicks off his shoes, and hangs up his jacket. 'It's kind of warm in her, so I suggest you do the same...' He says pointing to the coat hanger by the door, I oblige, and take off my jacket revealing my white T-shirt I had underneath, and hang up my jacket, I keep my shoes on of course, because I would be leaving when the fight at my house is over... Cartman enters the kitchen as I sit back down on the couch. Sometimes I wonder what goes though his head... I noticed this small pattern we have... I wonder if he did too... When were alone, we get along so easily, and well, some jokes here and there, and some insults, but nothing major, but when we're with the guys, he calls me all sorts of things, including Stan, and Kenny, but I guess I'm the main target for his insults to be slung at... Stan being a Hippie, and Kenny being poor, He sometimes looks at me when he makes those insults to them, but those are the only ones he gives them, Poor, and Hippie... nothing new, and nothing grand, while he called me Jew, Kike, money grubbing Jew, dumb Jew, I think there may even be some new ones I haven't heard in a while... but this little pattern we have, is something no one really notices all that much, some people are really getting tired of our bickering and fist fighting, mostly Stan and Kenny, because we've been at it since pre-school.

I sigh to myself thinking of this pattern over and over again, as Cartman walks out of the kitchen with two drinks in his hands, he walks over to the table and sets one glass in my hand, and the other on the table, as he searches for something beside the large TV screen. "Coke?" How did he know I liked coke? I look over towards the other glass, and it had his favorite, Mountain Dew... now this is very strange, I never ONCE drank coke in front of him... maybe a few times, but has he really paid that much attention to small details such as this?

Suddenly, Cartman's rough voice interrupts my train of thought. 'AH HA!' He happily shouts raising a thin black box, more likely a game case, above his head, he stands as he walks towards me. 'Let's play this Kahl~' He speaks in a flirtatious tone, I sigh.

'Alright fine Cartman, I'll play your stupid little game...' I say taking a dark blue controller from the table, as Cartman takes the green one. The game was a simple fighting game, pretty strange, I think it was called..."Gang Beasts" I was the red one, and Cartman had chosen the yellow one, we start on a level that deals with Lava, we try to throw each other off into the pit of Lava, but it ended into some stupid sexual position, I dropped my controller and started to burst into laughter, It was hilarious! My character was on top of his giving him the doggy style, I could help myself, it was just so funny! Epically when my controller's analog stick got stuck, and keep pushing him towards the wall that really didn't deal any damage to either of us...but it is still funny.

I finally stopped my laughing fit and Cartman was covering his face away from me, I leaned over a bit to see his face, I suddenly heard a snicker come from him, then he started to burst out laughing as well, he dropped to the floor and rolled around the living room, dying of laughter.

'Haha... haha... You're a dumb fucking Jew ...' He insults me through his laughter; I laugh along, but tackle him to give me my answer. I want him to shut the fuck up.

'Sh... haha... Shut up Fat ass!' I tried to spit out, Cartman eventually pins me down on the floor, still laughing. It then dies down when we realize our position, I stare at him blankly and he stares back at me, but then lets out a small smirk, his eyes softened.

'You know Kahl... You're a dumb Jew...' He hovers over me, with a grin spread across his face, I then start to growl back at him.

'What are you trying to pull fat ass! Get off of me al—' Before I could say anything else, his face become closer to mine, our noses practically touching one another. I feel my face starting to heat up, my ears feel like their on fire, his breath slithers down my neck, causing a chilling sensation to roll down my spine, also causing me to shrug my right shoulder, making me even more tense.

'But... I no longer see that dumb Jew... for once... I see someone, who I want to be with... forever...' He leans in closer, as such, I my neck crooks to the side, giving him access to easily kill me... I feel his lips brush against my neck, his breath warms my body from the inside out, I am... in a trance, his hand sneaks under my head, as he pulls me on his lap, making me incredible... controllable... I never once been in such a state, were such an act could as me such grief... his chin rests on my left shoulder, then I can no longer feel his breath, as he nips my neck. I pull my shoulder back in hesitation of his own action, but yet, I can't move my arms...

"C'mon Kyle... just tell to stop messing with your head, speak up! Move! Do something! Why... why am I..."

Why can't I just say no?

Cartman throws me on the couch, I finally get out of my trance, I look over at Cartman, who is taking off his red jacket, this is getting serious... a bit... too serious... C'mon Kyle... get your head on straight and run! Fight! Do anything but let this happen!

As soon as he throws his jacket down on the floor, my body suddenly feels cold, this was my queue to run for it, dolt for the door, run around his house and find a window! ANYTHING! I jump up from the couch and run upstairs, not the best choice, but he was practically blocking my path for the front door.

'KAHL!' He shouts up the stairs, I hear his steps coming from the stairs, I need to find a way to get out asap!

I head for the second door on the right of the stairs, I kind of figured this was his room, cause after the other times I've been here, when me and Stan snuck into his room, and dyed his hair orange, and put fake freckles on him. I closed it behind me as quietly as possible, I search around the room, to see if I could use anything to block the door, or simply hide at, I checked the window, it seems to be jammed...

A knock is heard from the door, it was Cartman, I knew he wanted to try to scare me... but I try to not let a word escape from my lips, no matter how much I want to say something to make him leave... I know he's too persistent to even do so, if he knows my "Jew statics...and or tricks"

'Kahl... You can't leave you know, everything in this house is locked... and my window is jammed... for once... will you let me in?' Do my ears deceive me? Or did I just heard him begging? My heart sank to the bottom of my stomach once I took some thought about Cartman begging... on his knees at my feet, begging and begging, it almost hurts me... I find my legs moving on their own towards the door, my hands grasp the door knob, as the door slowly creeks open, I find Cartman with a surprised look, and teary eyes... 'Kahl... you...' He stopped in mid sentence, and walked up to me, and hugged me tightly, I felt his heart beating swiftly, with my own, his sent isn't bad, he smells like hard candy, which is sometimes good depending on the person, but I guess, even the hardest of people have their soft sides...

'Kahl?' He asks, lifting my chin up, and pushing his hand up on my back. 'Kahl... From the first day I saw you... all I did was threw insults and racism jokes at you...' His hand tightens on my jacket, as he continues. 'I didn't want you to know... but I can't hold it back any more... I claimed you... your mine, and I will never let anyone have you...' He says, as he throws me onto his bed, locking the door with the house key, he had hidden in his dower. I hit my head on the wall, wasn't the best feeling in the world, but it sure did beat being slammed into the floorboards by him, he really does have a strong throw, and not only that, a strong grip. I rub the back of my head where I... well Cartman threw me and made me hit my head... on the wall...

I noticed then, a shadow hovering over me like a big dark cloud, I looked up, and I see Cartman, he pins me down to the bed, knocking over some things he has left on the side of it, like his phone, and his controllers, including his cell phone, as I saw them fall, I realized, opening the door was a big mistake, but my body moved on it's own, what else could I have done to prevented it? Nothing, cause at times, my body goes into Automatic mode, and does what ever the hell it wants.

'Kahl, I'll make sure no one ever take you away from me... not Kenny, not Butters... not even Stan Marsh, or that skank Bebe...' He leans in closer to my face, I feel myself sinking into the soft sheets and light colors of shades of purple, trying to back away from him, even though, I know it's highly impossible at the time... I am trapped, like a cat stuck in a jar...

He pushes his pelvis against mine, a hard ripping pain strikes against my leg, I look at his pelvis and my leg, their right up against one another, I look back at him, his face tells me something horrible is going to happen, and I don't like the look of it...

Without hesitation, he unzips my jacket, now this is the part where I push him away from me, but my arms stay above my head relaxed, allowing him to easily removes both my orange jacket, and my white T-shirt I had hidden underneath. He looks at me up and down my chest, his brown eyes become more tranquillized more sure... He reached his hand over my chest, stroking up and down my skin, heading over to my shoulder, reaching for my red curls, twirling them playfully.

'What are you doing?' I ask him bluntly, giving him a distasteful look. He smiles at me, and lowers the hand that was attracted to my hair, that is now placed on my right cheek.

'Just seeing what "gets" you the most...' He says playfully, nibbling at my ear, lowering his other hand lower towards my groin. As soon as I felt his hands reach down below the level I wanted anyone other human to be, I jolt up sitting up, my back pressed against the wall.

'C-Cartman! Don't tease me like that, and why would you do that?! Your not—' He cuts me off as he turns my face towards his, pulling my head closer to his kissing me softly, his tongue brushes against mine, and I find them dancing along together, I hear him chuckles through the kiss. He pulls away and snickers at me. 'What?' I ask distastefully.

'So thats what gets you going huh? Well... maybe a little bit more, of something different' He bluntly says in a playful monotone, which I never heard of before, nor did I think such a sound would be presented from his own mouth.

He stretches over to my hands, he holds them together as he slides his hands down my jeans. I jump lightly at his touch, one thing I didn't want HIM to know at all... the fact that, I was attracted to him, just ever so slightly.

'Kahl... tsk tsk tsk, your not already hot for me are you? No... this must've been causing you a lot of torment...' He pulls his hands away from me jeans, and shows me something interesting... well, to him it is. 'It seems to me... that you've been hiding something from me Kahl... has someone else already gotten to you?' I blush, of course there wasn't but how could I even say a word in this state? This is highly humiliating! Down grading! My words can't even describe the torment I feel, just something like this can't be hidden, or taken care of really... doesn't he understand that just by touching me gets me this way?

'Your face says your still virgin Kahl... well... looks like I'll be taking that prize' He slurs out the last word, making chills go down my spine. Did he say... "I'll be taking that prize?" This is not good.

'No! Please Cartman I—' My words couldn't reach, as soon as he touched my lower body, my mind became fuzzy, my heart began racing like as if I ran a fifty mile run, or went cross country! My legs shook, and tears started forming in my eyes, this was all too much.

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When I woke up, I found a sleeping Eric Cartman next to me the very next morning. I rub my head, it feels like as if someone whacked me with a massive hammer made out of sliver and steel, I turn to look at Cartman... wait, I just realized something serious... where's—To my horror, I found all of our clothes scattered on the floor. Did we go at it all night? I don't remember anything... wait... no... yes I do, I remember every bit of it, now lets see if I got this down correctly... it went like this I think...

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'Lets get all your clothes out of the way Kahl...' Cartman says ripping away my jeans and all that I was wearing.

'Please Cartman just—' He hushed me with his index finger, lightly grinning as if he has something devious planned.

'Kahl, just let it happen' He whispered, but loud enough for me to here. He rips away all my clothes, making me feel completely helpless, and embarrassed by the fact that HE was the one that is above, me grinning at me like as if he found the perfect money maker, or the best revenge on someone who he hates, like Tenerman...

'Who knew day walkers had such beautiful skin...' He says with a lusting tone, as if wanting to rip me apart with his giant hands of his. He leans into me, pushing our bodies together, making it more harder to focus on the situation.

His touch was so undeniably stunning, his hands straddled my hips making my body intenseify, I try not to let out sound. He snickers at me again, he reaches over to the night stand by his bed, opening the dower, he pulls out a small casket, and waves it in my face like as if it was treasure. I tried to read the words on it, but the only thing I could make out was "Use at own risk if you please do." I wonder what that means, for such a small thing, is it poisonous? The word "Poisonous" striked a cord. He's trying to kill me! That's why he's doing this! So he can kill me while I'm too preoccupied with everything he does to me!

'Kahl... You know what this is don't you?' He asks with a cunning grin.

'YOUR TRYING TO KILL ME! AREN'T YOU!' I spouted out, Cartman's eyes widen in shock or fear, he sighed and sat at the edge of his bed.

'You know Kahl... You think of things a bit too much, you always think i'm going to kill you, hurt you, ect. But... You know thats never the answer, sure when we were kids but...' He gives out agitated sigh. He slowly got up from the bed and tossed my clothes to me. 'Do whatever you want Kahl... But... Before I leave...' He turns back to me, and leans in closer to my face, as he throws the container away.

He lifts up my chin from my chest, and pushes my head forward. 'You're too irrespirable Kahl...' As he said those words, my heart raced, I thought it would jump out of my chest like a frog jumps out of water.

His hand brushes through my red curls as he pushes his left hand to push up my back. Then, he gently places his lips close to mine, pushing through his tongue past between my slightly parted lips.

A... French Kiss?! I thought to myself. His lips were soft like slick, his tounge dance around mine, and forced me to follow. Out of reaction, I lifted my hands past his head, and clenched his jacket in my fists. He smiled in between the kiss, and whispered softly to my though the kisses I was being given.

'You're enjoying this aren't you... You wet rat...'

"Wet Rat?" Well thats a new one...

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Soon after that, I was in my room, stinging on my bed. It was over, nothing too serious happened then... But I didn't think that all this torment would lead to him doing something so... unlike him, I'm sure he's playing with me, maybe all this commotion of the girls and shit has made him think differently, and just wants the attention... but... none the less. I lift my hand up and touch my lips lightly.

Why did it feel so good when he did that? I know it's wrong, but yet, it feels so right... I can't tell Stan about this, not now, not ever... I may have to some day if he finds out, then explain... But... How would Eric... wait... "Eric" Oh my god, what's happening to me? I better sleep on it...

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YES! IT'S FINALLY HERE! CHAPTER TWO! I'm so happy I finally found an ending for this one, I didn't use my editor's help, cause I think he needs to do more things than this as of now, since I have 10 days left! O_O OH NO! I'll try my very best!

And thank you all for your honest support, epically you Ari, and Cortez, you guys helped me a lot, same with you Lana, you guys are the best, and not to mention svartbill, he saved my ass many times, even though he likes to tease me.

This chapter was REALLY hard to make, so I hope you guys enjoyed it. Like I said before, if ANYONE has any suggestions, please leave them in the comments, or PM me, either is fine, cause I always look at the reviews, and see whats up and what not.

Once again, thank you all for the AWESOME support, and Chapter 3 will be up soon! Before the 24th! Thats a promise

-Ask1KyleBroflovski