(A/n: Decided it's a 2-shot. Please enjoy)

Chapter 2: Bloodshed For Love

After Stan returned with the glass of water, Kenny gulped it down immediately. He then regretted it when he began to choke, and started coughing harshly. Stan patted his back for the umpteenth time telling him to slow down. Kenny sighed after his coughing fit.

"K-Kevin was h-here, a-and he was c-c-covered in blood holding a fucking sword!" Kenny told him with wide eyes.

"W-what?" Stan asked incredulously with his wide eyes also.

"H-he had this creepy ass smile on his face, and his eyes were red. B-before he left, h-he...," he paused to point to the corner of his room. "He left the sword here s-saying that..I will be the swords n-next victim."

After that statement, Stan paled and turned his head to look at the deadly blade. It's hilt was black with green diamonds, and the blade itself crusty with blood.

Just like from his nightmare.

Stan gulped down the rising bile in his throat, returning his attention back to Kenny. "That's the same sword I seen you holding in my nightmare. Whatever you do, do not touch it. It looks like just by touching it, it could possess you; which probably happened to you in my nightmare."

Kenny nodded in understanding. "But what should I do though? Kevin said I was gonna be next..." he paused with a frown.

"I'm not gonna let it happen," Stan told him determinedly. "You're staying over my house tonight."

Kenny seemed relieved with the idea, but realized something that made his frown deepen. "What about mom and Karen? Just like you said the sword looks like it could possess anyone that touches it so I don't want nothing to happen to them." He hugged himself, his eyebrows furrowed. "I don't want them to turn out like Kevin," he said weakly.

Stan frowned. They were in a tough spot right now.

After a minute, Stan got an idea. "I'll call Kyle." He took out his cellphone, but before he could put the redhead on speed dial, his phone was sliced in two. It happened so fast that he didn't have anytime at all to flinch nor scream.

There was silence as Kenny stared at the cut in half phone for a moment, he looked to the sword that was still in the corner. "W-what the actual f-fuck just happened?" He asked shakily.

Stan blinked. "Holy fuck that was so fast! I-I...Jesus Christ!" He exclaimed. Suddenly the sword began to glow in a red aura making the two teens stiffen.

The sword then levitated it's way towards Kenny, but Stan grabbed his wrist and they ran out of the house, and straight to his car.

Once near the vehicle, Stan had barely anytime to open the door before the blade sliced his car in half causing it to explode. The explosion sent them flying a few feet away, knocking both of them out.

After five minutes of being unconscious, Stan woke up. He groaned while sitting up but winced when he felt a sharp pain shoot up his left shoulder. He lightly touched his shoulder, feeling that it was dislocated. Stan stood up on shaky legs, looking at his flaming car with a frown. He then glanced around for Kenny, but he was nowhere to be seen. Nor was the sword.

"Damn it..." He gritted his teeth.

Kenny was first to wake up when he came to from the explosion. He gritted his teeth in pain, and clutched his chest feeling at least two ribs broken. He looked to his left seeing Stan still unconscious, he tried to wake him up, but the sword suddenly lodged itself in between him and the noriette.

"You piece of shit, this all your fault. What the hell do you want from me?!" He demanded angrily while glaring at the cursed object.

The sword then glowed a light blue color, and floated back towards the burning car. It began to transform, Kenny's eyes widening in shock.

After about two minutes, the sword was now a handsome man wearing a black and green kimono just like sword's hilt, his long hair black was tied into a ponytail held by a white ribbon. His closed eyes that were slowly opening revealed two blood red orbs.

Kenny felt his blood run cold at the being before him.

"Do not fear child, I'm not going to hurt you. But if you do not cooperate I will have to do so," the being said in a deep voice. Kenny nodded his head, not really sure on what to do aside from sit there, and stare at the good looking man.

Wait what?

"My name is Kurai Akuma, and I have come to take you as my master, Kenneth McCormick," the now named being informed. Kurai walked over to Kenny then bowed on his hands and knees.

Kenny blinked, no longer feeling sick as his confusion quickly replaced it. "Wait wait wait...what? Me?!" He asked, surprised.

"Hai," he answered with his head still down.

Kenny just sat there with wide eyes. Akuma straightened up into a seiza position, and eyed his silent master. "Kenneth-sama is there something wrong?" He inquired.

He blinked again then glared at the human blade. "Is there something wrong? Obviously there is! J-just what the hell are you, and what the hell did you come to me for out all people?!" He demanded angrily once again. His outburst caused Stan to groan, and he began to stir from his sleep.

Kurai quickly grabbed Kenny, and they were gone.

~SM~

Back to the present, Stan managed to make it to Kyle's house, thankful only his shoulder was the only serious injury with some minor scratches here and there. He's sitting in his best friends' room, shirtless, and was being bandaged by the redhead.

When Kyle opened the door revealing a banged up Stan, he immediately brought him to his room; ignoring his mother's voice of concern. He ordered Stan to sit on his bed, and that he was going to explain what the hell happened once he was done bandaging him up.

Once he's done some minutes later, he gave Stan a stern look; his lime-green eyes demanding answers. "Alright now spill," he said as he sat right beside Stan on the bed, and the noriette bit his bottom lip.

"Dude, it's just...God." He sighed deeply while shaking his head.

Kyle eyed him with worry, and took his best friends hand. "Dude start from the beginning okay?" He advised. "Take a deep breath."

Stan nodded then took two deep breaths. "It started w-when I went to Kenny's house after school, after you bullied me into going," he began, glaring playfully at the redhead who gave him an innocent smile. "While I was there," Stan continued. "I fixed him some soup since no one was in the house, and stayed with him until it got dark. I-I...also told him about my nightmare."

He squeezed Kyle's hand while scrunching up his face. "I told him that he was a crazy, bloodthirsty killer that only killed because he wanted to be alone with me. H-h-he killed you Kyle! He killed all my friends and family just so he could be with me!"

His eyes stung with tears at this point, and Kyle hugged him to try to calm him down. "Don't cry, Stan. It was just a nightmare so don't-"

"No Kyle it wasn't just a nightmare!" He interrupted angrily. "It's gonna come true if we don't find Kenny!"

Kyle's eyes widened. "W-what?! Where is he?"

Stan sat up sniffing while rubbing his tired eyes. "I don't know, I-we were..." He paused to take a deep breath before continuing.

"After I told him about my nightmare, he just sat there staring. I couldn't tell what was in his eyes, but I knew for a fact that he was shocked. I mean who wouldn't be? Anyway after that, I told him I was gonna head home, and that I was gonna see him later, but he stopped me asking if could I stay the night. I told him yeah, but to let me grab some night clothes from my house. When I left, I suddenly felt this chill, but shrugged it off...which was a big mistake. When I returned back to Kenny's place...t-there was blood on the floor leading to his room."

"He wasn't hurt was he?" Kyle asked with concern. Kenny may be immortal, but it still pained him to see or hear about him dying or getting hurt.

Stan shook his head. "When I ran into his room, he was sitting on his bed shaking, but not a scratch was on him. I asked him what was wrong, but he was shaking so bad that all his words were jumbled. I told him to take deep breaths which made him cough so I went to go get him some water. After he drunk it, he told me that his brother was there covered in blood, and holding a katana. His brother left the damn thing in his room telling him that he'll be the swords next victim."

Another deep sigh escaped his lips, and Kyle squeezed his hand reassuringly. "Wanna stop? You don't have to tell me the rest if you don't want to," Kyle offered kindly. He's aware that this was painful for his friend, such a crazy event this like this was unreal, but then again this was South Park.

Stan shook his head again. "No I'll continue, I'm almost done anyway. After he told me that, I suggested that he spend the night over my house, but he said that he didn't want his mom nor sister to fall victim to the sword. And from there we were stuck. I then got the idea of calling you and just as I was about to...the sword sliced my phone in half."

"It happened so fast, that I didn't have time to blink or anything; I just stood there staring at my hand where my phone once was. Then it started levitating in a red aura towards Kenny, but I grabbed him and we ran towards my car. But once again a lighting quick slash sliced my car in half, and it exploded. The explosion sent us a few feet away, and we were knocked out. When I woke up, both Kenny and the sword were gone."

~KM~

Kenny found himself standing in the woods with the demonic human sword. Kurai had healed his broken ribs, and had just finished telling him that thanks to his immortality, he was chosen to be the next successor in wielding the Akuma blade.

The Akuma blade drained it's possessor's life energy so that was why Kenny was perfect for wielding such a blade. The blonde just stood there with his arms crossed, partially believing it because this wasn't the first time crazy shit has happened to him; but it still felt off for some reason.

"Please Kenneth-sama," Kurai pleaded. "Possess the blade, and you will be granted great power, and the one you desire."

His eyes widened at Kurai's statement. "The one I desire?" He thought about Stan.

Stan was like the perfect being in Kenny's eyes. Yes he has some flaws, but who doesn't? He's still perfect to him, and he felt bad for dragging him into this. His immortality always dragged innocent people into it's wake. He came to terms liking Stan ever since the noriette officially broke it off with Wendy. It shocked everyone that one morning, mainly the girl herself when he went up to her, and deemed their relationship through.

She was standing at her locker, smiling at her approaching boyfriend, but instantly vanished when he said that he was sick and tired of their on and off relationship, and that they were through plus they should see other people. After that, he walked away with a satisfied smile on his face back to his wide eyed friends, leaving a very stunned Wendy behind. He's been single since.

Stan may be be single, but that didn't mean that he was gay also. Kenny told himself that everyday he was around the good looking noriette, and it always pained him. It pained him even more when he started suddenly avoiding him without knowing the reason why.

Kenny's hair shadowed his eyes as his head angled downward, and he balled his hands into fists.

Kurai acquired a mischievous glint in his red eyes, sensing the conflict going on within his soon-to-be-master. He walked over to the blonde, wrapping his arms around Kenny's neck while smiling and leaning down towards his ear.

"Kenneth-sama, if you kill the people that are very close to him, you can have him all to yourself. Kill his friends, his family, anyone who is close to Stanley-kun, and he will be all yours."

Kenny stiffened, and repeated Kurai's words in his head. Have Stan all to himself? Kill his friends, his family, and anyone who was close to Stan...

His Stan.

Kenny's hands go limp at his sides, and his final words made Kurai smile a evil, triumphant one.

"Okay I'll do it...Give me your power."

"Stan...you will be mine."

~SM~

After Stan told Kyle what happened, the redhead gathered up all of the people they hung out with at his house. Stan called his parents, and told them that they should stay wherever they are, and not go home, but he was too late as they were already at the house. He gritted his teeth then told them to leave and go somewhere safe, his parents demanding what the hell was going on. Stan told them that he didn't have time to explain everything, and for them to leave quickly, then he hung up.

They were in the Broflovski's living room, Kyle's mother, father, and his little brother Ike were standing close together with fear evident on their faces.

No one had said one word while being there, the silence was both tense and awkward. "Well? Anyone gonna tell what the hell's goin' on?" Demanded an irritated Cartman.

"Give us a minute fatass, this isn't gonna be easy to explain," Kyle said while glaring at him.

"Uggggh," the fat teen groaned. Then there's silence once again.

Stan stood up from his spot on the couch, turning to face everyone with a serious look ok his face. "Alright as you all have noticed, Kenny isn't with us," he pointed out.

Cartman snorted. "No shit Sherlock. What did he die again, but this time he's not coming back?"

Stan gave him a death glare, his sapphire eyes burning with anger at his comment. Cartman gulped. "Anyway, Kenny isn't here because he's dead, it's entirely different reason. Instead the ones who will be dead are...you guys."

~KM~

A tree had just been sliced in half by a lighting fast slash.

The top half fell to the earth with a loud thud. The sharp blade shined from the moonlight, giving it an ominous look. It's wielder adding to the evil aura was wearing a disturbing smile on his face, his hazel eyes clouded in corruption.

"Nice, veeery nice. You weren't kidding when you said I would gain the skills of a real samurai," he praised while looking at the blade in admiration.

"Of course Kenneth-sama, I would never lie to you. But would you like to test out your skills on your first victim? On actual flesh?" The Akuma blade suggested.

Kenny lsmiled evilly at the offer. "Hell yeah, let's go. Also call me Kenny." And with that, he dashed out of the woods with Kurai in hand.

Ready to cause a bloodbath.

~SM~

Back at the Broflovski residence, the people in the house had their eyes wide in shock. Some were shaking while others were stunned. Stan had just got through telling them about Kenny, his nightmare, and most importantly the cursed sword.

Craig was first to break the tense silence with slight fear in his always emotionless amber eyes. "No fucking way. Shit like that can't be real, it just can't," he said in disbelief. He's witnessed crazy shit happening in this town before, but for some reason this one didn't sit well with him.

Not one fucking bit.

"Well it is so either except it or you don't. Kenny will be after you all, when? I don't know, but it will happen at nighttime so you guys need to get as far away from me as possible," Stan advised.

Tweek began to pull at his hair in a panic. "Where the hell are we gonna go?! He could already be out there somewhere waiting for us! OH JESUS!" He cried out, almost pulling out his hair. Clyde removed his hands out of his hair, and told him to calm down. Craig gave the brunette a loving look. The rest of the teens started talking among themselves about the situation.

After a while, Kyle cleared his throat. "Alright alright, everyone calm down." Everyone did so after some seconds. "Okay we need to come up with plan. We need to-"

A scream cut him off.

Everyone gasped and stiffened at the sudden scream. Stan narrowed his eyes, and walked over to the window, ignoring Kyle telling him to get back.

When he moved the curtains out of the way, his eyes widened and he paled.

~KM~

The body dropped to the snow covered ground.

Lifeless.

Blood rapidly seeped into the once white snow.

"I'm really sorry, but it had to be done," he told the deceased victim as he closed their wide dark blue eyes, shock was evident in them. The killer smiled creepily at the dead woman. "Don't worry, I'll make it up to you. Me and your son will live happily together, honoring your sacrifice."

Kenny walked away from the dead body of Mrs. Marsh, and stalked over to Mr. Marsh.

Droplets of the red liquid descended onto the snow as he slowly walked towards the man. Mr. Marsh stood there with a blank look, as if he knew he couldn't escape his oncoming death. In that instant, Kenny then rushed at him, and slashed his shoulder. Blood spluttered out from Mr. Marsh's wound like a fountain, and the man fell to the ground. Kenny chiburi'd the blood off of the blade as he glanced at the man below.

Apparently Mr. Marsh accepted his death with a smile. Happy to join his wife in the afterlife. Kenny smiled a small smile, and continued his trek in search of finding his beloved.

Before he could leave from the front of the Marsh's household, someone screamed. Kenny gritted his teeth for failing to notice the others presence, and before the other could move, he struck them down.

~SM & KM~

Stan moved away from the window, and dropped to his knees. Kyle rushed over to him while Cartman and Craig walk over to the window.

"K-Kenny you...w-why?" Stan's eyes were still wide with tears falling from them, Kyle rubbing soothing circles onto his back.

Both Cartman and Craig cursed as they both ripped the curtains down. Stood a yards feet away from the house was a bloody Kenny, he had his signature creepy smile on his blood covered face.

Craig glared at him and gave him the bird. "Fuck...well we're screwed," he deadpanned.

After his statement, everyone panicked and ran out of the house. "You dumbass's get back inside!" Kyle called out desperately, but fell on deaf ears. The ones remaining in the house were himself, a horror-stricken Stan, Cartman, Craig, Clyde, and his family.

Outside, Kenny's maniac smile widened when he saw his "friends" running out of the house, he slashed each and every one of them in quick succession. In a matter of seconds he had already killed half of them. Blood and cries of pain echoed throughout South Park, waking the townspeople.

Kenny scowled when a commotion of what's going on, and such disrupted his fun. "Do not worry Kenneth-I mean Kenny-sama, I will take care of them," Kurai reassured his master.

"Alright, but leave the others to me," Kenny ordered, his smile returning.

"Hai." Kurai transformed back into his human form, clasping his hands together with his eyes closed. "The peasants that loiter around in the presence of my master, I hereby sentence thee to their damnation. Moyasu!"

Immediately after the incantation was finished, agonizing screams were heard and fire was everywhere. Kenny stood there, amazed as the town slowly succumbed to the sudden blaze.

"Holy shit dude! You think you can teach me cool shit like that?"

"Of course Kenny-sama," Kurai said with a smile. "I would be happy to."

"Sweet. Okay, now let's take care of the other peasants."

"Hai." Kurai transformed back into his blade form then into Kenny's hand, Kenny ran towards Kyle's house. But after a few steps, he suddenly stopped. He glanced down at his blade. "Can ask you something real quick?"

"Of course," Kurai replied instantly.

Kenny's clouded eyes softened. "How do you say "I love you" in Japanese?"

Kyle, Cartman, Clyde, and Craig stood in shock as they eyed their dead friends. Stan was now sat on the couch with empty eyes.

Craig suddenly turned Clyde to face him, and kissed him. Clyde yelped in surprise, and Cartman called them a fag. Kyle was too focused on the outside to notice. Once Craig pulled away, he blushed and looked away from Clyde. "Seeing as how we won't make it outta here alive, I thought I should, ya know show you...how I feel," Craig said sheepishly.

Clyde blinked a few times, he touched his lips. Shortly after his lips formed into a smile. "I love you too Craig." They were about to kiss again when, "Holy shit! He's coming right for us!"

Stan snapped out of it thanks to Kyle's panicked outburst, he balled his hands into fists. Stan got up with his bangs shadowing his eyes, and he ran past Kyle and the others, right out of the door. "What the-wait Stan come back!" They ran after him.

Back outside, Kenny spotted his beloved running towards him, and he smiled, ignoring the rage in Stan's eyes. "You bastard!"

Stan raised his fist, ready to punch Kenny, but the blonde caught his hand. Stan's glare intensified as he tried to free his hand but to no avail.

"Let me go asshole," he demanded through gritted teeth. "Give Kenny back!"

Kenny chuckled. "What do you mean? I never left."

"Quit lying. Kenny I know you're in there! Fight it! Don't let it control you any longer!"

Kenny eyed him with hurt in his clouded hazel eyes, he sighed and released Stan's hand. "Stan for the last time, it's me. I never left nor did I let the sword control me...If anything, I happily took it," he admitted to his crush.

Stan froze, his eyes wide in disbelief. "Y-you did what?! But why?" He asked incredulously.

"For you Stan," Kenny told him with a small smile.

The noriette's glare returned. "You think I want shit like this to happen?! You fucking killed my mom, dad, and some of my friends, and you expect me to be happy about this?!" He questioned angrily.

Kenny frowned. "Wait no-"

"Save it! I don't wanna hear your sad excuses. I fucking hate you Kenny."

Clouded eyes widened at those words, his blonde blood soaked bangs covered his eyes while he tightly gripped his sword. "Kenny-sama?" Kurai asked, concerned. By this time Kyle, Cartman, Craig, and Clyde met up with them. "Stan what's-"

"Nothing Kyle," Stan interrupted. "Let's just go." He spared not another glance towards Kenny, and he walked away. Kyle looked back at the bloody blonde with a frown. They all began to walk back towards the Broflovski's house.

Abruptly, in one swift motion, blood spilled.

The four stiffened, and slowly turned around. Clyde gasped, and covered his mouth while Kyle, Stan, and Cartman stared in shock.

Stood in front of them was Craig, his back turned having the sword lodged straight through his abdomen.

"CRAIG!"

Craig coughed up blood as his grip on the blade loosened. "Heh, knew you were somethin' special Tucker. Sorry it had to end like this," Kenny smirked.

Craig gave him a weak glare. "Tch s-save it...I d-didn't t-this for y-your s-sick a-amusement." Kenny's smirk stayed as he pulled the blade out of the tall noriette, causing him to lose more blood. Craig dropped to the ground, but Clyde managed to catch him just in time.

Tears fell from the brunette's eyes as he clutched his boyfriend's dying body close to his chest. The two carefully dropped to the ground. "Y-you asshole. Why c-couldn't you h-have confessed sooner?" Clyde whimpered.

Craig managed a weak smile, the life in his amber orbs slowly draining. "B-because I-I didn't w-wanna m-mess up our friendship," he admitted weakly, coughing up blood soon after.

Clyde kissed his cheek, then pulled back with a sad smile. "Dumbass, it's too late for that now." The dying teen gave Clyde one last kiss on the lips. He tasted the metallic flavor in his mouth for some seconds, then they pulled apart. Craig's eyes closed, and his head lay limp on the sad brunette's chest.

Cartman gritted his teeth. then charged at the blonde. "You idiot! Don't!" Kyle called out.

But it was too late, Kenny slashed him the second he was in front of him. Cartman fell to ground, dead. "Should've killed you first, you fat fuck," Kenny sneered at the dead teen. He then turned his attention to his two best friends, but gave Stan a hurt look.

"Wait!"

Clyde gently laid Craig's body onto the bloody snow, he looked to Kenny with tears still falling from his lavender colored eyes. "Kill me next," he declared with no waver in his voice.

Stan and Kyle stared at him with wide eyes. "Clyde what-"

"We're gonna die anyway Stan," Clyde said while wiping his eyes with one arm. "Except you so it's best to just get it over with." He glanced down at Craig's body with a small smile. Blood splattered onto the snow, Clyde dropping to the ground right next to his deceased boyfriend. "I'll be w-with y-you s-soon," he said weakly, he took Craig's cold hand in his, and closed his eyes. Joining his black haired lover in the afterlife.

There was a brief silence. "Guess it's my turn now."

Stan gave Kyle a incredulous look. "Kyle...you can't be serious..."

"Hey I don't wanna die as much as you don't want me to," Kyle admitted with a forced small smile. "But...it's gotta be done. I'm gonna miss you dude." He hugged his shocked best friend who didn't hug back.

"Kyle...please don't do this," Stan pleaded with fresh tears trailing down his cheeks. He turned to Kenny. "Please Kenny don't kill Kyle, I'm begging you!"

Kenny shook his head. "I'm really sorry, but I have to. Trust me I don't want to, but it must be done," he told him with a pained smile. He turned to his best friend. "I'm sorry Kyle."

Kyle shook his head also, his small smile still intact. "No need to apologize, just promise me you'll keep Stan happy. For all of us."

The noriette's eyes widened at his statement. "What?! Wait no-" In the blink of an eye, Kenny stabbed Kyle in the stomach. Shortly after, he pulled the blade out.

"K-Kyle?" Stan asked hesitantly while staring at the stiff redhead.

Kyle was taut for three more seconds until he coughed up blood, and he dropped to the ground. Stan barely managed to catch him. "N-no Kyle please hang lon...I'll go get your parents. J-just hang on," he pleaded desperately.

"D-don't Stan." Kyle weakly turned his head to Kenny. "O-oi K-Kenny m-mind doin' m-me a favor?"

Kenny looked down at him and nodded. "K-kill my family t-too," Kyle requested, then his eyes slid closed.

"N-nooooo!" Stan cried even harder.

Kenny walked passed them to go do what his best friend requested. "W-why Kenny? What the hell possessed you to give in to that damn sword?!" Stan demanded while standing up, his eyes narrowed at his back.

Kenny stopped and stood there, not looking back at his soon-to-be lover. "Because I love you Stan...I did this for you," and he walked away. Stan dropped to his knees with his hair shadowing his eyes.

After two minutes, Kenny returned coated in fresh blood and with the sick creepy smile back on his face.

Stan stood up as he gritted his teeth in anger. "I'm gonna ask you one last time Kenny. Why?"

Kenny ignored him as he walked up to him. Without a moments hesitation, he kissed him. It was so unexpected that it left Stan feeling weaker. Kenny pulled him close to his body, getting blood on his face and clothes. Stan tried to push him away, but could not for the night's event had drained him.

So he accepted it. He's already lost his loved ones so what was the point in resisting?

"It's not exactly like my dream, but it's close," he thought sadly.

After ten more seconds of kissing, Kenny pulled back. He gave Stan a loving smile laced with true happiness, his hazel eyes back to normal.

"Aishiteru Stan."

(A/n: Whew done and I feel really awful for killing them off, God. Alright for the words in italics:

Akuma: Has five but I'm gonna only put up one, Demon

Sama: Lord/Master

Hai: Yes

Seiza: Correct sitting; with your knees together, your back straight and you bottom resting on your ankles

Kurai: Dark

Chiburi: A motion that removes blood from the katana by flicking ones wrist

Moyasu: to burn

Aishiteru: I love you

There ya go. I really enjoyed typing this, and I hope you enjoyed reading it)