You know, this story started with an original story I was writing that seemed so much like Pip and Damien. So I just changed it to a fanfiction. I procrastinated on doing it, but a REALLY cute picture of the two together made me finally do it. Pip and Damien is my favorite South Park couple!

Warning: It's a South Park Fanfic, so you should expect some type of foul language.

Disclaimer: I don't own a damn thing. Wish I did. But I don't. I do own Seth though. (Who will be showing up once they're out of school)

Title: Yin and Yang

Summary: Damien and Pip have been friends for quite some time. Damien has always protected Pip since it seems he wont do it himself, But Pip get's tired of Damien's "Mother Bear" Protection, and actually defends one of his own bullies. Making Kyle, Kenny, and Stan rethink the way they treat the two. Cartman however could care less about how he treats people and how it affects them in the long run. Can they all be friends, or at least decent to one another, or where they born to be enemies. Pip X Damien

Character Description

Name: Seth

Age: 22

Height: 6"1

Relation: Pip's uncle - from his dad's side

Appearance:

Hair: Light Brown

Eyes: Hazel

Personality: He's kind've a laid back type of person. When Pip's not with Damien he's most likely with his Uncle Seth. Because there's only a six year difference between him and Pip they act more like brother's then uncle and nephew.

(I'll add more as the story goes on)

' ' Thinking

" " Talking

Italics/Bold emphasis on word

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Title: Yin and Yang

Chapter 7: Same Faces New Eyes

Pip laid face down on his bed, squinting his eyes tightly shut, trying his best not to cry. Roger sent Pip to his room and was just finishing up screaming at his brother. His father was furious about his recent behavior. Skipping classes and not calling home was just the spark. The thing that really set his father off was the fact that Seth knew where Pip was for the past day and a half and didn't even let them know.

Pip had his cell phone taken away and he couldn't leave his room until further notice. Rolling onto his back he stared at the ceiling for a while. Thinking about all that happen since yesterday. Damien was mad at him, that much was obvious, and Kenny wasn't as bad as he first thought. He was actually a pretty enjoyable guy. Flipping back onto his stomach Pip whipped his face on his pillows.

"I thinks it's lunch now." He slowly made his way over to his bedroom door and paused as he held the knob. "I just want to talk to him for a little bit." Quickly and quietly he ran out his room, down the stairs, into the kitchen, and snatched the phone off the hook. He stopped for a moment. Listening for any movement. After a few minutes of complete silence, Pip jetted back up the stairs and into his room. Then with shaky hands he dialed the number to Damien's phone.

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"Hey." Kenny waved his hand at Stan. "I think your phone is ringing."

"What?" Stan reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone. Careful to keep it hidden under the lunch table.

"You're suppose to turn it off at school. Stupid!"

"Shut up Kenny! It's not mine, It's probably yours. Oh, I forgot, YOU CAN'T AFFORD ONE!" Kenny just growled at Stan's comments and went back to his lunch.

"It's Pip." Butters said to himself.

"Who's phone is that?" Kenny scooted closer to Butter to examine the phone.

"Oh, it stopped ringing." Butter closed the phone. "I pulled it out the backpack from under the table. I was gonna turn it off." Reaching under the table Kyle pulled out the backpack and handed it to Stan. "If one of the security guards heard it ringing they'll take it."

"Shit! I took Damien's backpack." Kyle, not taking his eyes off his lunch, smacked Stan in the back of the head.

"How the hell did you do that?" Stan rubbed the back of his head and gave a puppy dog pout to Kyle.

"I walked him to the nurses office and I must've walked away with his shit."

"Stupid." Kenny shot from across the table.

"Shut up!"

"Just call him back and let him know we have Damien's phone." Before anyone could reject Butters was already dialing Pip's number and calling him back. In a blink of an eye Kenny took the phone from Butters.

"I'll tell him." Standing up Kenny began to walk away.

"Where are you going?! If you lose Damien's shit he'll kill me!" Kenny waved over his shoulder as to say 'Yeah, yeah.'

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Pip nearly jumped out of his skin when the house phone began to ring. He didn't even check the caller I.D. He just wanted the ringing to stop before his parents noticed.

"Hello?" He said softly.

"Hello? Pip?" Pip paused for a bit trying to recognize the voice.

"Ummmm...is Damien there."

"He's in the nurse's office right now, but I'll-"

"Is he alright?!"

"Yeah, he was just feeling a little light headed and needed to lie down. He'll survive. Stan just had a little blond moment and ran off with Damien's phone, that's why I have it now."

"Kenny?"

"Yeah?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't recognize your voice at first. Sorry again. I thought you were someone else." Kenny chuckled.

"Don't worry about it. This isn't even my voice. I bought it at Goodwill so you might have heard it somewhere else. Who am I kiddin', I'm lying. I didn't buy it, you know I ain't got no money. I stole it." Pip laughed at Kenny's corny joke, but that laugh only made Kenny frown. That laugh was so...empty. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I just wanted to talk to Damien but..." He trailed off.

"If you want, I can go give the phone to him."

"No. He probably doesn't want to talk to me, and besides, I already lost my nerve to talk to him." Kenny sighed loudly.

"You know, I may be an idiot but...if you ever wanted to, you know, talk, or-or anything..." He was rambling on now and he knew it. "...then, you know, I'm here and everything. You know?" Pip laughed again. This time a true laugh.

"I know. And thanks Kenny. You're a good friend."

'Friend?' Kenny repeated in his head. "Your welcome. Talk to you later cause launch is about to end. Bye."

"Bye."

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Damien shot up from the bed he was resting in. He hated sleeping in beds that weren't his own. If it wasn't for that mile he had to run, and those wounds he ripped open, he wouldn't be lying in that bed at all.

"Feeling better?" A voice asked from across the room. Damien knew that voice and he hated it with a passion. Damien rubbed his sore eyes.

"Fucking Stan." He groaned. Pushing his hair out of his face he glared at Stan.

"What'd I do?"

"You annoy me. Plain and simple."

"I'm hurt." Damien swung one of his legs out the bed, but kept his eye contact with Stan. "I thought you loved me Damien!"

"Stop. Now you're just being weird." Stan laughed loudly.

"Yeah, I guess so." Still feeling a bit sluggish Damien shook his head.

"Why are you always around me? We're not friends." Stan now broke eye contact and leaned back on two back weal's in the rolling chair he was in. "So, why are you always bugging me? Do you want my demonic powers too?!" Damien's mood was quickly turning from neutral to angry in a matter of seconds, but Stan was unfazed. Years of dealing with Kyle's anger managment issues gave his crazy patience.

"True, we're not friends, but our friends are friends, and I think it's wise that we at least get along. Know what I mean?"

"Whatever."

"There is one thing that I've been meaning to ask you though." Stan let his chair fall forward so he was sitting strait up. "How can Pip forgive everything we did to him and call us his friends like it was all nothing." Damien sighed.

"I asked myself the same question, but unfortunately I have no answer to that. He's not the type that would plan out any type of revenge either, so I don't really know what he's thinking anymore."

"I hear ya. Kenny completely changed his tune the moment Pip showed him some kindness." Damien growled deep in his throat.

"He's nice to everyone. It's just that you idiots ignored his kindness and tormented him for all these years!" Damaien was now to his feet and hovering over Stan. Then out of the blue you guys just want to except him! Why the hell should I trust any of you?! How do I know your not just using him just to toss him aside later."

"Well..." Stan began as he walked over to the door. "...I got nothing against Pippy-long-stockings. I can't speak for everyone else though." For a while they studied each other. They soon came to a silent agreement.

"Whatever. Where's my shit?"

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Kyle was pissed. His friends had just ditched him. Kenny left to talk to Pip, Stan went to check on Damien, and Butters went to find Kenny. He refused to follow any of them. He was shaking with anger.

"He's so stupid" Kyle said referring to Stan. He was sitting in an almost empty classroom waiting for his friends to return. Since he went strait to class he was a few of the first ones there. "They're all idiots."

"Who?" Kyle looked up just to come face to face with Cartman.

"Look, fat-ass, I'm not in he mood for your bullshit. So, PISS...OFF!" One thing could be noted about Kyle, without his friends holding him back he was a pretty violent and angry person.

"I just asked you a simple question since you're the one over here talking to yourself."

"Leave me alone lard-ass!"

"Why the hell are you so mean to me?!" Kyle was stuck for a second but quickly shook it off.

"Did you just ask me why I'm mean to you? Do you have any right to even ask me that with a strait face?!" Upon hearing Kyle voice escalate the teacher thought it was about time to intervene.

"Boys! Take it outside and I'll be out in a second to hadle this!" Kyle pushed past Cartman and stomped outside, while Cartman just walked to the door with a annoyed look on his face. Once Cartman shut the door behind them Kyle whipped around to shout at the hefty boy face to face.

"You always seem to get me into some type of fucking trouble, why can't you ever leave me the hell alone alone?!" Kyle tried his best to sound demanding but it only came out as a pathetic plea. They both remained silent as a few more student passed buy them to get to class. All of them trying their hardest not to make eye contact with the two boys.

"Do I really torment so?" Cartman's voice was now cold and monotone, but still kept a hint of humor in it. Kyle didn't respond but only nodded. "Good." In a blink of an eye Cartman had Kyle by the neck slammed up against the lockers. Kyle was now frantic. The bell must have rang by now since their was no signs of anyone around anymore.

"S-Stop." Kyle managed to choke out.

"Stop? Why? I'm loving the noises you're making." Kyle heart nearly skipped a beat when he realized cartman's eyes. They were blood red and his pupils were now only jet black slits. This wasn't Cartman. Tears prickled at Kyle's eyes.

"Please." His voice was now only a squeak. The Cartman look alike leaned forward.

"Only if you'll let me borrow you for a bit. Not that I'm giving much of a choice." Kyle nodded with the little strength he had left from the lack of oxygen. "Good." The look-alike purred. "Why don't you sleep for a while." It wasn't a question, but more of a command, and Kyle obeyed.

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Butters found Kenny on his why to the nurse's office. Kenny, after finishing up on the phone, decided it would be wise to return Damien property. Keeping anything that belonged to Damien without his permission was a death with.

"Kenny?" Butters looked a Kenny out the corrner of his eye. "What did Pip need?"

"Nothing much. Just to talk cause he's bored at home."

"Oh. Hey Kenny? What we talked about on the bus-"

"-I was just foolin' with ya. I knew you were zoning out when I was talkin' to you so I thought it would be funny to mess with you a bit." Butters pouted.

"Well, that's not very nice." Kenny pulled Butters into a head lock.

"Yeah, but it was funny huh?"

"No it wasn't!" Kenny continued to hold him in a head lock with one arm but started to poke Butters' sides with his free hand. Causing the smaller boy to squeak. "Don't!"

"Are you...ticklish?" Butters slumped in Kenny's arms hoping that if he used his body weight Kenny would drop him and he could run. Unfortunately for him he weighed damn near nothing. "What are you doing?" When he didn't get an answer Kenny turned him so Butters' back was against his chest and he used both of his hands to grip both of Butters' sides. Causing the smaller blond to erupt with laughter.

"D-Don't! Kenny...STOP! I can't..." Kenny was to busy laughing himself to listen to his cries to stop.

"Never!" This continued until Kenny felt like they were being watched. He stopped tickling Butters but didn't let him go. "Butters." Butters was still trying to catch his breath. "Hey." Whipping his tears Butters looked up and noticed Kenny's serious face.

"What's wrong?" Kenny ignored him. "Kenny!" That seemed to snap Kenny out of his daze. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Kenny faked a smile. 'I most be loosing my mind.' "Let's just get the hell outta here."

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Yay!! I finished chapter Nana/Shichi! (7) Once again I stayed up late to catch the 3:00 in the morning movie, but I haven't been able to sleep well this whole week anyway so it's no big surprise. Sorry you guys about not updating for a while but I was busy, then I just forgot about it.

Not much to say except, why the hell do I keep writing these so late at night?!?!?!!? WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!?!?! Maybe I'm a vampire. Blah! I'm going to drink your cool-aid!! Good thing I like bats. dramatic music I am the Bat! jumps off my roof

This is my second Fanfic so be honest. I really want people's opinions. In the wise words of one of my best friends: Being honest is not being mean. You're just tellin' the truth, and the person should either deal with it or change to be better.

Review!!! Why? Because I wont update until I get at least three reviews for each chapter. The more reviews I get the faster I'll update, or I'll just think people don't like my story.