Wow it's been a while huh! Lolz I know it has been for me. Well, sorry I haven't been able to put anything up soon. I've been busy and such. So yeah. Anyways, enough talk! Here's chapter 3!

"Damnit, where is he!?"

Kyle muttered those words under his breath. His warm breath made a cloud in the sky as the rain began to fall. He pulled up his jacket's collar and pulled his hat downward even more over his ears.

"I knew I couldn't trust him! I knew it!"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Kyle turned to see Cartman with his arms crossed, standing on the steps of the school.

"What the hell took you so long?!"

"Well, I had to get my crap to work on this stupid project. Sheesh!"

Kyle rolled his eyes as Cartman walked forward, mocking Kyle by making a goofy face and moving his hand as if he had a sock puppet on it. Kyle gave Cartman a shove and they ran through the rain. The drops of rain hit their faces as they ran through the gray streets. Laughter filled the air as a race of getting to Kyle's house rose. The water splashes up as their feet hits the puddles onto Kyle's front steps.

"Ha! In your face Jew! I knew I'd win!"

"That's because I let you win fat ass."

Kyle punched Cartman's shoulder lightly as they laughed their way into the house.

'Wow, I'd never knew Cartman was like this. Is this really him?'

"Yo Jew, are we gonna do this or not?"

Kyle rolled his eyes and threw his jacket to the corner of the room, Cartman doing the same thing. He made his way to the couch, as Cartman sat on the arm of the couch.

"You know, my mom doesn't like it when people sit there."

"Have I ever given a shit about what she says?"

"Excuse me?"

Kyle and Cartman turned to see Kyle's mom standing at the door way to the dining room. She didn't seem too happy about Cartman's comment.

Cartman sighed and looked down at his backpack, which is on the floor.

"Nothing Mrs. Broflovski."

"Good."

She turned around and walked into the kitchen.

"Bitch." Cartman murmured under his breath.

Kyle punched Cartman hard enough on his leg that Cartman fell over onto the floor, making a loud thud.

"Hey!? What the hell was that for!?"

"For calling my mom a bitch!"

"Well, it's true! You're just pissed off because you can't handle the truth!"

"My ass! Just shut up and let's work on this damn project!"

"You fucken started it!"

"No I didn't!"

"KYLE!"

Kyle jumped as the big figure of his mom walked through the door way.

"What is this?"

Kyle turned to see a 'C' on one of his test scores.

"W-what about it?"

"Kyle! It's a C! You know you can't get those grades if you ever want to be successful!"

"Mom! I'm doing fine! It was just one grade!"

"One grade is everything Kyle! I knew having Stan as a boyfriend would affect your grades!"

Kyle jumped up from the couch and stood in shock. He couldn't believe she would pin all of his troubles on Stan. He thought she would be happy about it, but in reality, she was in shame to have a son liking other boys.

Cartman shut his eyes as he got up and brushed his shirt as if there was something on it. He turned to face Mrs. Broflovski and opened his eyes before he spoke.

"Now, Mrs. Broflovski, don't you think you're being a little harsh about all this?"

Kyle and his mom looked at him horrified. Did he really stand up for Kyle? The boy who has been bashed for many years, just because he's Jewish?

"C-Cartman? What are you doing!?"

"Well, since your being too much of a sacredly cat, I guess I'm gonna have to stand up to the bitch you call a mom-"

A loud smack echoed across the room as Mrs. Broflovski's hand went across Cartman's face. Both Kyle and Cartman looked at her in disbelief. They couldn't believe that she just slapped his face. No one has ever laid a hand on Cartman, but that has been broken today. Both Mrs. Broflovski's hand and Cartman's cheek grew red and warm after the impact. She stood in front of Cartman with her hair covering her eyes.

"…That's it. Fuck this. Fuck you. Fucken cow…"

Cartman grabbed his backpack and left. Not making another word but slamming the door behind him, dropping family photos that were on the wall.

Kyle looked at his mother both angry and upset.

"…Why?"

"Because I had to Kyle. I had to teach that brat a lesson!"

"No you didn't mom! He was just being a decent friend for once in his life and now OURproject is gonna end up as an F!"

"Kyle!"

"You should have slapped me instead of him!"

Her eyes widen as her hands grow into fists.

"No Kyle! I'm done hitting you! You know that! And I have no reason for hitting you!"

"Well, it's better me, than someone else's kid…"

Kyle started walking towards the corner where Cartman's and his jackets were at, grabbing his backpack along the way. He quickly put on his jacket and grabbed Cartman's jacket, knowing he might be cold. He walked towards the front door, taking a hold of the knob.

"Kyle, where do you think you're going!?"

He stayed quiet, staring at the front door. He finally took a deep breath, and spoke.

"I'm going to find him… Before it's too late…"

Kyle opened the door, walking out into the cold rain, closing the door behind him.

'Do I really care about him?'

He stood on the steps, letting the rain hit his hat. He looked at Cartman's jacket and sighed.

'I don't know… What an idiot he can be.'

He walked forward, taking the road that leads to Cartman's house, not making any more thoughts.

- -

'Fuck! I can't stand that bitch!'

Cartman kept walking ever since he left Kyle's house. He took slow steps, trying to get his problems out of his mind.

'What the fuck was her problem anyways? I mean, I was only telling her the truth damn it!'

He stops in his pace. He began to move his hand to his cheek were it got hit. His cheek was still a bit tender and pink from the hit. It began to burse up a bit, making it pink and a bit purple. It stung from the rain and his hand touching it.

'Fuck! It hurts so damn much! Bitch got strength!'

He took his hand off his cheek and looked up at the grey sky, the rain hitting his face. His shirt and pants were all soaked. He looked down at the ground, shivering at bit from the wind hitting is body.

'God… It's so cold… Better get home fast before I get fucken sick.'

He built up his pace and walked faster, directly home. More wind began to blow, hitting every part of his body. He began to freeze from the rain and wind twirling in the air. He breathed heavier, making little clouds of his breath. He shoved his hands into his pockets, trying to keep his body warm. He moved quickly until he heard a voice.

"Cartman!"

He turned to see Kyle running toward him. His eyes grew wide as Kyle got closer and closer to him.

"What do you want Jew?"

"Ass hole! I'm here to give you this!"

He gave Cartman his jacket. Cartman looked at it and lightly took it from Kyle. He was in shock that it was still warm and dry.

"Thanks… Jew…"

Kyle looked away, leaving a smugged look on his face.

"No problem I guess…"

Thunder hit, making a lightning bolt as well, making Kyle jump a bit from the boom. Cartman looked at him.

"Scared?"

"No! Fuck off!"

"Ay! Asshole! Come on! Were gonna get sick! Let's go to my house because I'm not going to that bitch you call a mom!"

"Whatever!"

They turned and walked the direction to Cartman's house, not speaking.

- -

They finally arrived to Cartman's house, Cartman on the couch and Kyle on the floor. They've been working on the project for an hour, the rain pouring harder than before. Kyle stared at their unfinished project. His emerald eyes looking sad as if he lost something important to him. He began to speak.

"I'm… Sorry…"

Cartman looked at him funny. He couldn't understand what he meant about that.

"What are you talking about Jew?"

"I'm talking about my mom! I'm sorry that she's a bitch. You were right all along. You always have been…"

Cartman looks at him in shock. He couldn't believe that he was agreeing with Cartman. He smirks and crossed his arms.

"I knew it. Finally took you a while to admit that she's a big fat bitch."

"You don't have to be so fucken cocky about it!"

"Well, you don't have to be an asshole about it! I mean, she fucken slapped my face!"

"Yeah well, I'm use to that!"

Cartman stopped and took in what Kyle just said.

"You mean the fucken bitch hits you!"

Kyle's eyes widen then looked away.

"Use to… Whatever like you care."

"You think I wouldn't have asked that question if I didn't asshole!?"

Kyle quickly got up to face Cartman who is now standing up and looking at Kyle irritated. A few seconds later, the lights go out. Cartman rolled his eyes, even more irritated.

"Damn it! Fucken powers out!"

Kyle still stares at him until thunder hit and the lightning bolt light up the room, sending Kyle jumping and covering his head with his hands at the corner of Cartman's couch. Cartman walked over to him and looked at him confused.

"What the fuck is your problem?"

Another lightning bolt and thunder boom hit and sends Kyle running up the stair case.

"Kyle!? What the hell!?"

Cartman ran up after him, hearing a door slam.

"Kyle!? Jew, this isn't funny!"

Cartman walked over to the only door that's closed his bed room. He slowly opened the door to see Kyle in a corned by the winder with his hands covering his ears and his eyes shut tight. He began to walk towards him.

"Kyle? Are you scared over a little lightning and thunder? You're such a fucken sacredly cat!"

Kyle stayed quiet until another boom from the thunder hit. He jumped, making a squeal. Cartman kneeled down in front of Kyle a bit mad. Kyle looked up and a lightning bolt hit, lighting up Kyle's tearing face. Cartman's eyes grew wide to see Kyle crying. Cartman's heart began to sink when Kyle was looking at him with his watery emerald eyes. Cartman removed his hat, showing his mess brown hair. He began to crawled and sat right next to Kyle, not giving him any room to leave. Kyle looked at him still, tears still running down his cheeks.

"W-what are you doing?"

Cartman took off Kyle's green hat and put on his hat on Kyle's head. Pulling his hat over Kyle's ears, trying for Kyle not to heat the thunder. He put one arm around Kyle's shoulder and pulled him towards Cartman. Kyle's eyes widen in shock.

'What!? What is he doing!?'

Kyle looked at Cartman to see his eyes closed. His hair sticking up in many directions, as if he just got out of bed. Kyle began to let the body heat of both Cartman's and his own takes over him. He looked out the window with his eyes half open, watching to rain hit and a lightning bolt hit.

'I… I didn't jump. Why?'

He looked back at Cartman, closing his eyes as he began to relax, drifting into sleep.

'Cartman… What are you doing? Why are you doing this to me? Protecting me. Do you really care?'

The rain began to fall a bit harder, making Kyle sleepier.

'I don't know what it is but, I'm glad you're here. I don't know what I'd do without you right now. Thanks… for being here…'

Kyle put his head on Cartman's side, letting their body heat take over, sending Kyle into a deep sleep.

Omg! I loved writing this! I thought it was really cute to write something like this! I wanted to do something where Cartman was being nice to Kyle. I should have made Kyle a bit more freaked out but I'm like, eh, it's fine! Well I think so lolz. The song is by Ultrabeat. One of my friends told me to listen to the song and it had an awesome beat to it. And I actually fit the chapter! So I'm happy!

I'm sorry I haven't been able to type this story faster. I've got homework, Comedy Sportz, and other stuff to do and well, I have to squeeze this in on my schedule. So yeah. Well I finished it and Chapter 4 is on its way! Really it is I started writing it! I just need to finish it. Lolz. So anyways, tell me what you think! Review please! Thanks! (Oh yeah, by the way, sorry for some spell errors before. I didn't know there was any so my bad! Sorry!)

~ Detective Kenny