A/N: Sorry this took forever! I'm dead on creativity since school started. So, here is chapter 3! And again, faves, follows, and reviews are very much appreciated! Introducing two other characters to the story hope you like!

~gohaangten12

Chapter 3- Let Things Run Their Course

A growl low and gruff rumbled in his ears. This woke the boy, rather slowly though. His eyes peeked through the lids as to test the light. But it was more of a slight glow then the usual pulsating, blinding light he was used to. The growl made itself known again. He turned around, looking into a fire ablaze in small, usually black orbs.

Kenny jumped up. Staring into the eyes of Damien, Kenny fumbled around his feet, trying to stand.

With his teeth grit, he asked,"What'd you do this time, dumbass?" Holding back another growl, Damien helped Kenny up. His gruff nature made it seem he was forcing him to stand rather than help the blonde.

"I slipped in the shower." Kenny said, solemnly.

"Dumbass." Damien muttered. Kenny glanced around. He appeared to be in Damien's living room.

"Damien don't be so rude!" Came an accented angry tone. Kenny looked over to the kitchen doorway. There he saw a blonde, about 15, not yet 16, with his red jacketed arms crossed, frowning at the demon.

"Hey, Pip." Kenny throw his hand up to wave toward the British teen.

He uncrossed his arms and smiled. "Hello Kenneth, lovely to see you again. Although rather inconvenient for you, I must say." Pip said, curving his lips into a shy smile. Kenny nodded. "Damien, please don't be rude to him, he is your friend, say hello." He crossed his arms again.

"More like unsavory acquaintance." He muttered. Pip swatted the back of his head. "Okay fine! Hi Kenny." Kenny giggled into his hand. The all powerful Anti-Christ submitting to his British lover. Their relationship was rather amusing to watch to say the least. At first, when Pip had first died, he was rather fearful of Damien. He was more shy and innocent at the time. But, as time grew, they got closer, and Damien went soft for Pip. It's strange to say the least. Most of the time, when it came to other things, Pip was the one to submit and do as told. Although Pip maybe older and wiser than he was when he was eight, he still was the same innocent British boy he was was seven years ago. "This could be categorized as abuse Pippers." Damien brushed the back of his head.

"You're the bloody Anti-Christ." Pip stated. "And if you'd stop being rude to our guests, I wouldn't strike you in the back of the head." Pip folded his arms once more.

"Is someone on their boy-period today?" Damien teased.

"Oh, Damien, grow up a little?" Pip clenched his fists at his side and walked out.

"He's hot when he's pissed off." Damien said, looking at the direction Pip had left. A smirk graced his lips as he thought about what he'd do to him later.

"How long will I be here this time?" Kenny asked. Damien pursed his lips, thinking quite hard on the question.

"I'd say till about 6 in the morning since you died at around 10 at night or so, right?" Damien calculated. "Really it's hard to tell. Sometimes you're here for a few hours or a few days." Kenny's facial expression become worried. A few days, it feels like no time at all when he's in Hell. "It will seem like a few minutes back on Earth, though." His facial expression softened. "Here in Hell the time plain is different than the one on Earth. Although it's just a guess, I figure you'll be here for a while."

A sound of tumbling objects and an 'Oh, oh no!' come from the kitchen and Damien immediately dashed up and that way. Kenny follows and as they enter they see Pip on the floor, gathering three plastic cups from the floor. He stood and they could see Pip's front was soaked with whatever was in the cups.

Pip sighed, "Oh dear." He said, looking down at himself. "I've gotten myself all wet."

"Are you alright; what happened?" Damien asked.

"I'm fine, Damien. Flame just got in the of where I was walking. I'm fine no need to fuss." Pip looked around on the floor and found their baby dragon, Flame. Pip picked the little one up. "Are you alright? I'm terribly sorry Flamey!" The dragon squeaked lowly as its tail wiped around. The dragon seem to be fine for the most part, but Pip would always feel bad if he accidently hurt the poor little guy. It was just a baby after all.

"What were you doing?" Damien asked.

"I was bringing tea out for everyone." Pip smiled, sheepishly.

"Ah, but the British thing to do right?" Damien made fun.

Pip stomped his foot, "No! I was being polite and bring our guest a drink! Unlike you, being so rude to Kenneth!" Pip folded his arms again. The frown had also made a come back. Damien always did this, made fun of Pip's native land, but Damien didn't ever think he'd stir the pot to many times. There's one thing Pip can never do, stay mad at Damien, even though it hurt his pride a little that his own boyfriend would mock his home country. Pip simmered down a bit. He took a breath, "Kenneth would you like something to drink?"

"That's okay Pip, but thanks anyway." Kenny said.

"Very well then, excuse me, I need to changed." Pip left the room in search of dry clothes.

"Do you always do that to him?" Kenny asked.

"What? Make fun of him? Yeah." Damien said. "Why?"

"Well, he didn't seem to like that to much." Kenny said.

"He knows I'm just kidding though." Damien said.

Kenny took a breath as he said, "Damien...how often is it that you two don't throw angry words at each other?"

"It's not like I do this all the time. He knows I love him." Damien said.

"Do you tell him?"

"What?" Damien inquired.

"That you love him. Have you said it? Like ever?" Kenny asked.

"Of course I have!" Damien said.

"When was the last time?" Kenny asked. At this Damien took a breath in, like he was about to say something, then let it out. Come to think of it he couldn't remember the last time he and Pip had told each other they loved each other. This made Damien's non-beating heart sink a little.

"I can't remember..." Damien sighed.

As their conversation came to an abrupt end, Pip returned. A bright smile on his face.

"Kenneth, I've been meaning to ask you, ever since you got here you seemed to be, how should I say this, distant. Is something bothering you?" Pip asked.

"Actually I've got a lot on my mind." Kenny said. Pip sat down and offered Kenny a seat.

"Would you like to talk about it?" Pip smiled.

"Oh, Pip don't make this a therapists office," Damien said.

"Hush Damien!" Pip said, rather roughly. "If you don't want to be here you don't have to be!"

Damien rolled his eyes and took a seat next to Pip anyway. Kenny then began to explain what happen the last few days. How he met Kyle and begun getting these feelings. It was strange, really, Kenny had never felt like this before. He didn't know exactly what these feelings were. Pip smiled as Kenny explained these things to him. He knew what it was. He was falling for the boy. Pip knew the feeling.

Pip chuckled lightly as Kenny finished. "Well, Kenny, it seems you are developing feelings for Kyle." He took a sip of tea he'd poured for himself earlier. Kenny nodded, he knew it was happening; he just didn't think he would ever like a guy before. "You're confused?" Pip asked.

"Yeah, maybe a little." Kenny admitted.

"That's normal." Pip's eyes softened as he set his cup down. "I know you don't know what's going on right now, but the only thing you can do is let things run their course." Pip smiled. "That's the only way to know if your feelings are for sure. If they aren't then...I'm sorry." Kenny nodded, acknowledging each word that left Pip's mouth.

Let things run their course.

"So what you're saying is, if I follow and trust in the feeling in my gut to see what happens? And, if the feeling goes away then it was really never meant to be?" Kenny asked. Pip only nodded. "Thanks, hey I think-" Kenny disappeared.

Damien looked at the non-existing watch on his wrist, "Hmm, record timing." Pip sighed, a soft smile on his face. Talking about this really did make his heart flutter. It made him think about him and Damien. He felt his cheeks go flush. They'd been dating for a while but Damien really didn't have to do anything to get him flustered.

Damien looked at the smiling, blushing Brit. He was so cute; the way his blonde hair swayed at the side of his cheeks, when his blue eyes sparkled, it lite a fire in his own. He always loved the way his lips puckered when ever he went to take a sip of his tea.

Damien put his arm around his waist and Pip squeaked. Noticing it was Damien he smiled. "Hey Pip?" Pip hummed, smiling at Damien. "I love you." Damien kissed his forehead.

"I love you too, Damien."

Kenny groaned, rolling over in his bed. 'What time is it?' He sat up and stretched with a yawn. Kenny's vision came in blurred, then shapes started to form. He saw two big brown eyes stare at him shyly.

"Hey, Karen, what's up?" He smiled.

"Um... it's noon. But...um...that's okay, cause I told...momma...you weren't feeling...well." She mumbled in a whispered tone.

"I feel fine." Kenny said.

"I didn't...um really know...um be...cause the red mark on your head..." She said.

Kenny sighed calmly, "I'm all right really." Kenny said with a smile. Karen nodded and stood silent. "How are you doing?" Kenny asked, tilting his head a little.

"I-I-I'm alright." She answered. This the most she'd ever talked in less than a minute, to be honest. But, it was a lot more when she talked to Kenny or her mother. "K-Ken, can I stay up here with you tonight?"

"Of course, Kare-bear." Kenny said. Karen smiled, not just a self-assuring smile, a real one. Those were often rare. When it came to Karen all you'd get a shy smile; you'd be lucky enough to get that. Kenny and Karen are as close as close can get really. Karen loves her big brother; him and his problems too.

A few days later, it was Thursday and Kenny, along with the rest of his family had gotten to know their way around the Broflovski Mansion. As well as getting used to the job itself. Kenny and Kyle were getting closer as friends, but they were also as far as possible from being more than that. Which, in the end, disappointed Kyle a bit. But, he decided that if the person he really, really liked didn't like him back, he'd be okay. It would hurt, but he was almost sixteen and had an entire life to find the love of his life.

Kyle was in this huge room, which was considered the ballroom, since this was were all their celebrations were held. Kyle wasn't really doing anything in there but thinking. The celebration party was Wednesday of next week and, well, Kyle felt weird about it. He never wanted something so much. All he wanted was for Kenny to be his date. Not that he had high hopes of that ever happening; he just wanted it so much.

"Hey Kyle," Kenny said. Kyle snapped out of his daze and stood.

"Oh, h-hey Kenny." He smiled.

'Damn stutter.'

"What are you doing in here. And, uh, where exactly is here, anyway?" Kenny asked.

"Oh, this is the ball room. This is where all the parties and celebrations happen. I wasn't doing much, just thinking." Kyle explained.

"Whatcha thinkin about?" Kenny asked.

"O-Oh, just um, about the party that's coming up and I should probably find a date." He said. He swallowed, mumbling the next line.

"What was that last part?"

"To find a date."

"No after that."

"That...uh, I, well, I can't dance." Kyle admitted, blushing and looking down at his feet.

" I can. I could teach you." Kenny offered. Kyle looked up.

"Like, what kind of dancing?" Kyle asked.

"I know this..." Kenny reached out, taking Kyle's hand in one and wrapped the other around Kyle's waist. "Take that other hand around my shoulder," Kenny instructed. Kyle did, blushing so hard that his cheeks were almost a shade redder than his hair. "This okay by you?" Kenny asked.

"It uh- It's um...uh...yes," Kyle stammered. Kenny chuckled to himself. Kyle wanted to hide his face it was so red. Kyle was being so cute. Kenny felt himself go a shade pink as his cheeks heated up.

"Ready?" Kenny asked. Kyle swallowed and nodded. "I'll lead." He smiled. "Follow my lead." They began to move; Kenny adjusted their arms and began moving backwards, Kyle followed as instructed; gliding his feet across the marble floor. On occasion Kyle would step on Kenny toes through his shoes, whispering a soft but hurriedly, sorry. Kenny assured Kyle it was fine and just stay steady. Even though the pain shooting pain in his toes told him otherwise. Kyle was getting nervous and could feel his palms get sweaty. Kyle felt his heart speed up and his breath hitch. His hands shook and he backed away. He looked down to his feet and dropped his hands. "What's the matter? You were doin' alright."

Kyle avoided making eye contact, glancing around the room; frantic to avoid his fleeting heartbeat. "I...um... it's nothing." Kyle finally made eye contact. "Why don't we meet up in my room in a few minutes for your afternoon lessons. I feel I need to get to bed after dinner so...just meet me up there, 'kay?" Kyle said, turning and dashing off, leaving Kenny quite perplexed.

Kyle ran the stairs and down the hall to his room. He opened and slammed the door. He suddenly began to break down in tears; all of his emotions bursted forward like the wall that held him altogether had shattered into tiny pieces of glass; and tearing his heart into pieces.

'I can't hide it anymore.' he thought, wiping his tear stained face. 'I'm in love with him. I'm in love with Kenny.' He tried to contain his little hiccups and sobbing noises but, how could he? He was in love with someone who, to his knowledge, was straight. He had to pull himself together; this wasn't the time to have another breakdown. He took in a few deep breaths to calm himself and to slow his heartbeat. He sniffled a few times and cleared his throat.

It was about ten minutes into the lesson and Kenny hadn't mentioned anything that had happen earlier which, Kyle was thankful for. He really didn't want to talk about it. Really, at this time, they were having a lot of fun. Kyle put on some music on shuffle. Kenny seemed to like it. It was a mix between Linkin Park, Skillet and Fall Out Boy with some now and again P!nk and t.A.T.u. Well, he liked a variety of music. But limited it to one playlist for now. Which was mostly that. Kyle still felt awkward about earlier but he was really good at disguising it. And even though the more he tried to ignore that fact that it happened the more his chest ache, he still kept a straight face.

"Ugh, I remember now, I hated math!" Kenny groaned.

"It's never exactly a piece of cake." Kyle said. Kyle opened his math book to a review page. "I know this maybe more advanced than what you know, but there are always basic steps in tough equations like these." Kyle grab a sheet of paper and wrote down an easy one step equation. "Basically what you are to do is find x. You remember from yesterday right?" Kenny nodded and solved the equation with ease. Kyle smiled, "Good, now how about a two step equation? It's not so hard all you have to do is the same first step but instead of x being by itself it has a number in front of it and you have to get x by itself so what you do is divide the number you get from the first step to the number in front of the variable...like this...got it?" Kyle explained while writing down the problem.

"Yeah." Kenny said. Kyle wrote down a new equation and asked Kenny to solve it. Kenny began and Kyle immediately saw an error.

"No, no." Kenny looked over at Kyle who scooted closer, stealing the pencil from Kenny. "You have to subtract first." Kyle explained fixing Kenny's mistake.

"Okay," Kenny nods, finishing the problem.

Kyle smiled,"Yeah, good."

"Can we take a break. My brain hurts." Kenny said.

Kyle nodded, "Yeah."

Kyle gathers the materials and put them to the side. Silence filled the room and Kyle feared the subject would come up. Kenny needed to come out with it though. He needed to tell Kyle how he felt. He felt Kyle needed to know. Whether it would end the friendship or make it stronger, he didn't know. He had to tell him.

"Kyle," Kenny spoke up.

Kyle shifted on the bed and looked toward Kenny. He tried not expect it, but he knew what he wanted to talk about. "Y-yeah?"

"I need to tell you something and I-I know...I'll understand if what you think of me afterwards... I'll understand." Kenny took a breath and swallowed. Kyle just intently stared at him. He didn't know what he was going to say but, the possibilities scattered in his mind and his breathing picked up. What was Kenny going to say? Does he know? He made it obvious enough, so he could. He was terrified.

"Yeah...g-go ahead." Kyle said.

"Kyle I..." Kenny began. Kyle lost all mental capacity and absentmindedly leaned closer to Kenny. "I like you. Like really really like you." Just as his sentence ended Kyle unconsciously touched his lips to Kenny's.

Kenny was in shock. He had just confessed and expected to get awkward silence, instead he got lips on his. He closed his eyes and kissed back; he's brain malfunctioned and tried to comprehend this.

'Well Shit.'