We took a quick tour of his house, witch was mildly entertaining, aka boring as hell, then we when to his room and played some lame RPG's on his computer. That actually turned out to be a lot of fun. Mr. Stotch yelled at us about how we needed fresh air and sunshine, so we got off the computer and went out in the back yard for a while. Nothing crazy happened. We pretty much just hung out. But, fuck it was great. Ya know, I don't think that in all of my life I would have ever thought that I would be sitting in Butters' back yard, talking about nothing, and actually enjoying myself.

When the sun finally set, Butters and I agreed that it was time to settle down and watch a movie. We went to his room to changing into our night clothes. Our cheeks and noses were still red from being outside for so long (just because the sun was shining didn't mean it was warm. Its Colorado we're talking about here.) and Mrs. Stotch was making us some hot coco. She wasn't so bad. She was really nice actually. Its was Mr. Stotch that I didn't like. I turned around after I had slipped my shirt on. It was nothing special. Just a plain white wife-beater that had been passed down to me by my redneck brother. I had bleached it a few times at Kyle's house to get the stains out. My mom didn't bother to buy bleach. I was about to head downstairs when I noticed what Butters was wearing. He had on blue flannel shorts and a T-shirt with a picture of a duck on the front. It was so very like Butters to wear something adorable, even if it was just to sleep in. I smiled at him and he giggled back.

"Ready to go down stairs?" He asked, taking my hand.

"Mmhm. I can't wait for our hot coco." I replied. "My cheeks are still cold."

And it was then that everything changed. As Butters' soft, warm lips were pressed against my cheek, my heart melted and everything else froze. I stood there for a few moments just looking at him in shock. I couldn't believe that he had done that. Even after telling me that he liked someone.

"B-Butters..." I stuttered. The boy's face twisted into a look of pure terror. I felt like I was being stabbed in the chest over and over for every second I had to look at that face.

"I-I'm sorry, Kenny. I-I was just... Oh, hamburgers! I don't know. I-I'm s-sorr-"

I had to cut him off by pressing a finger to his lips. He had taken everything the wrong way. He thought that I was freaked out or something. In a bad way. My eyes stung with tears that were struggling to break free. I'd never met a girl who's little pecks on the cheek had made me feel this way. I was overwhelmed. I could only imagine how his lips would feel... On my lips... As a tear rolled down Butters' cheek, I shook my head and brushed it away before it reached his chin.

"Don't cry, Buttercup." I muttered, my lips inches from his face. "Its not like that... I was shocked because..." I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I had to say it. I had balls, didn't I? Why was it so hard! "Butters, I think that I... No, I know that I do- I like you Butters. I like you a lot." It was so weird to say out loud. I wanted to stop, but once I got started I couldn't stop myself from spilling my guts. "You're the sweetest, smartest, most adorable person I've ever met and I... I really want you to like me too..." Here came the hard part. After all of this weirdness I wasn't even going to get to keep him for myself. But I mean, if you care about something you'll let it go right? "But I understand if you like somebody else. I just want you to be happy." I gave him the best smile I could manage and waited for a few moments. His face was blank. I knew that saying that was going to make everything weird, but it just made it worse that he wouldn't even say anything back. I sighed and frowned and finally, Butters smiled. He gave me a small laugh. I wasn't worried until his small laugh turned into a cackle. Was he laughing at me? I knew I should have said anything! I was so embarrassed. I turned away from him and grabbed the door handle. But before I could even open the door, Butters' hand covered mine. I looked at him wearily. I was done with this. I just wanted everything to be normal.

"Kenny, you're not so sharp, are you?" He asked sarcastically. I was seconds away from jerking my hand away and going home. I was beyond embarrassed! "I was talking about you, silly." Everything froze again. The first thing I did was kick myself for thinking that Butters would laugh at me. The second thing I did was inch towards him and grabbed his jaw. My lips lingered above his for a moment. Could I really dirty someone that I cared for so much? Could I really taint this innocent beauty? I didn't have to make a decision. Butters stood up on his toes and our lips touched for the first time. But he jerked away quickly. He was all teary again. What had I done now?

"Buttercup...?" I cooed wiping the tear away with my thumb.

"I-I can't..." He muttered.

"Why not?" I tried to keep my voice soft even though I wanted to scream. I was getting annoyed.

"'Cause I'm sc-scared... I don't want to get hurt, Kenny." This made since to me. Everyone he had ever gotten close to aside from me was either faking because they thought it was funny or they felt sorry for him.

"Oh, baby..." I wrapped my arms around him slowly and kissed the top of his head. "I'm not going to hurt you Butters. I won't ever hurt you or let anyone else hurt you. I'll be there for you just like you're always there for me."

"B-But what if one day you don't like me anymore?" The boy clung to my shirt. He was holding it so tight that I though it might rip right off of my body. But I could really give a fuck right now.

"And what if I don't ever stop liking you?" I lifted his face so that he would have to look at me and I smiled warmly. "What if I ended up falling in love with you? And what if you end up falling in love with me?" I couldn't believe I was saying this. First I like a guy, Butters of all people, and now I'm talking about falling in love? I sighed and took his face between my hands. I pressed my lips gently against his. I was afraid to do anything more then that. "I promise both of us that I'm not going to hurt you." I whispered. "Butters..." I closed my eyes. "Do you wanna be my... My... Well, you know..." No way I was going to say boyfriend. I opened my eyes and a smile took over my whole face as he nodded. I couldn't believe it. I was going out with a guy. And not just a guy, but Butters! I knew that if anyone found out that I was going to get made fun of and rejected for the rest of my life in South Park, but I didn't really care. I kissed the boy in front of me again, this time pulling him closer. I ran my tongue across his bottom lip and even sucked on it for a second. Butters parted his lips and allowed me to explore. He was holding on tight to my shirt and making adorable little noises that I knew he didn't even notice. I was getting a turned on. I slipped a hand under his shirt, only to pull it back along with my tongue and the rest of my body. We both panted for a few moments.

"I'm sorry." I said with a laugh. "I got carried away."

"I don't mind." Butters smiled. I reached out for him again, but this time I just held him.

"Do you think our hot coco is cold now?" I joked. Everything was wonderful now. It was carefree and easy. I knew that it would get harder, but I didn't want to think about that. I just wanted to hold Butters. And I did.

"Boys!" Mrs. Stotch called up the stairs.

I detached myself from Butters with a jump. I was probably going to have to get used to his parents being around.