A/N: So I don't know about you guys, but I am pissed what Comedy Central did to Trey Parker and Matt Stone's original creation of the 201st epsiode. That's just fucked up. All of the fans wanted to see that. But here is my next chapter. I hope I get more reviews than last chapter! Help me reach my goal of 100 reviews guys!

P.S.- Sorry it's taking me so long to update. I graduate high school in like 2 weeks and am stressed and doing lots of homework. So that's another reason the reviews would be great!

Disclaimer: I do not own. South Park belongs to two of the most amazing humorous minds in this world, Trey Parker and Matt Stone. I only own the plot line and Tiffany.

The Best Times of Life; Chapter 10

Kyle's POV

I woke up with Stan's arm around me, my back against his chest and stomach, and the annoying sound of his dad yelling up the stairs to his mom.

"Sharon! They found the house we saw that guy turn into a pig! They went and knocked and nobody answered!" He was freaking out for no damn reason. You'd think they'd be smarter than us.

"This could be really dangerous! What are we going to do about food and everything else? We can't go to the store. And we don't even know if anyone else has turned into a pig!" His mom yelled back in response. I grunted and rubbed my eyes. It was too early for this. And I was right, it was early. Seven o'clock early. I moaned in frustration and moved closer to the warmth of Stan's body. I was so happy he wasn't awake.

The thoughts of our kiss we shared last night popped into my head. It was at that point that their yelling became low vibration sounds in the background. I couldn't help but let images and what I felt pop into my head. I was on top of him, being pulled closer to him and being kissed. My body and face were burning up.

It was so hot...I never in my life have experienced a feeling even remotely close to that. I hoped he felt the same way. I wanted him to love it like I did...I know that was both of our first kiss like that. But I didn't know if him and Wendy had kissed that way. This made me sad.

I couldn't help but frown and lean even closer to him. In his sleep he curved his body into mine, making me tense, his lips falling next to my ear. He let out a sigh in his sleep, wrapping his arm around me tighter. I wished I could lay like this with him every night. But I really had to try to move on. Nothing could ever happen. But it seems like more and more that he is beginning to like me.

I shouldn't think that either. I 'm just going to get myself hurt. He wants Wendy. So as my heart pounded and I tried to calm myself back to sleep, I listened to Stan breathing in my ear, feeling each breath out. His heart against my back eventually got my heart to reach a normal pace and I was lulled back to sleep, for the second time in his arms that day.

The next time I was aware of something was when I felt Stan's hand gently on my side, shaking me lightly. I felt myself move against and away from his body back and forth numerous times. I couldn't help but smile. I turned my face to look at him. He smiled down at me.

"Good morning Kyle." He looked sleepy, like he had just woken up. He wanted me awake with him. I leaned myself against him, turning my head slightly more.

"Morning." When I looked into his eyes he seemed to have a confused look on his face. It bothered me. I felt like he regretted last night. My heart started to pound and I started to feel anxious again. I hate how he does this to me.

"So uh, do you wanna start figuring out how to get people over this Swine Flu thing?" He looked nervous. I didn't want to make him feel that way...

"Sure, if that's what you wanna do." I tried to sound normal but I know it came out sad. Damnit. I don't even want to kiss him till he kisses me, I am not taking that chance. Although if I am the one to kiss him like he kissed me last night, maybe he'd think about it just as much as me...

"Unless you wanna be trapped here forever." He giggled. I knew he was joking but he knew I wouldn't mind the idea. But I don't think he would either.

"Then we can't get the God Of War game." I let out with a laugh that I could tell sounded uneasy. He was going to know something was wrong...Why the hell does this have to happen to me? All I've ever done is good things...Maybe a few bad ones, but not bad enough for this to happen to me!

"Yeah! So let's get this figured out. It's about ten now. So let's shower and start planning so we can unleash the plan tonight." He seemed kind of excited to get this going. Maybe he doesn't want to spend the time with me. I was looking at his face, and I guess he could see my face fall to a slight frown, because his did the same.

"I call first." I stood and turned away from him, maybe a bit too fast because I got lightheaded. I placed my hand on my head and he was by my side in a second as I slightly stumbled to the side. He was his hand on my arm, supporting me.

"You alright dude?" He leaned in a little, he probably didn't notice. I couldn't help the soft smile and eyes that I gave to him as I looked into his eyes. He was so worried about me. It flattered me.

"Yeah. Just stood up too fast." And then there it was. His great smile. Whenever I saw it I couldn't help but return a smile just as big if not bigger.

"Be more careful next time." He chuckled at me, releasing his hold. So I just nodded and exited the room, walking towards the bathroom. As I got in the shower all I could think about was the kiss, still. This was going to be the end of me. And the whole time Stan was in the shower, I thought about kissing Stan, in the shower...

So when he came back in the room and we began to prepare plans, I was happy at the fact that he didn't realize I wasn't completely listening. Guess I just know him well enough to respond like I'm listening. But after a few hours passing I was able to get my mind into what we were going to do. I may wish to be here a while with Stan, but I know we have to fix this. It was hopefully worth this sacrifice.

So we waited and waited for his parents to fall asleep. It wasn't till around eleven. Shelly was thankfully already asleep. So we had paper in hand, minds set, and made our way out the window with a creepy rope ladder that Stan had in his basement for some reason. I'm not surprised with how weird his family is. But as we reached the bottom of that ladder he looked at me, thoughtful.

"You ready? We can't let Officer Barbrady see us." He gave me a hopeful look. Like he was confident we could do it because we were doing it together, but I could just be over thinking. I just hope not.

"Yeah." I knew I had an excited smile on my face, but I was ready for a bit of an adventure. It had been boring the past few months, excluding the things with Stan keeping me on my toes.

He turned away from me, looking at the paper in his hands, and began to walk, I followed. We continued walking, ears listening closely for people and cars, and in total silence.

Stan's POV

It was ridiculous that there had been that high of a worry of people supposedly turning into pigs. This is now the complete second day this has gone on, and the only people who don't see it as a threat are of course the non-gullible friends of mine, although they all had their moments. But we were going to find this guy and with Cartman's help, prove to this stupid town you can't be a fucking pig!

On top of all of that I was getting the feeling that me and Kyle were kind of acting like we were going out and the thought irked me. He seemed so happy though. I just felt bad. So I came to the conclusion, what ever happens, happens. I'm sure he'll never ask questions because he knows what the response would be.

As the thoughts processed through my mind, I was glancing between the paper, Kyle, and the ground, following the directions that Kyle had hand written for us. His hand writing was so neat for a boy. But even though I could clearly make out the directions, that didn't mean we have to hide from passing cars (for some odd reason) and Officer Barbrady's car (who was ordered to be on patrol as much as possible for pigs.)

As his car turned the corner to begin to approach us, we ran behind a house, in a vacant unused shack sitting in the back. It was quite comfy and not even that dirty. I didn't mind spending a few minutes in it with Kyle, arm to arm, leg to leg, shoulder to shoulder. It was making me heat up some and I could tell by the slight perspiration that I was feeling at the brim of my forehead. But all he did was turn to me, a cute smile on his face. He picked up without me even saying to whisper. He leaned in all close to my ear, his breath hitting it, making me cringe.

"I'm having fun, I feel like we're on a mission." He chuckled lightly, DIRECTLY into my ear. My whole body couldn't help but shudder. It sent a tingle down my spine that I felt rarely.

"I'm having fun too." Was the only way I could respond. I have him a small smile, heartwarming. He seemed to be quite fond of it. His lips were instantly pressed to my cheek. Only for a matter of seconds only to pull away and attach our lips. I was hoping this would become hot like last night, but considering where we were, what time it was, and what we had to do, I don't think he'll let us get that distracted either.

But oh was I wrong. He pushed me against the wall over the shack. It seemed shaky and unstable as I leaned back but I figured it was worth the chance. He pushed his lips into mine even harder, the tip of his tongue brushing against my lip. Which I quickly complied to.

I wasn't sure how long it was going on, and it definitely wasn't intense, but it had a different feel about it. I'm so convinced that things are going to get bad if we keep doing things like that but you can never be too sure and I don't want to stop. I mean, it makes me feel good.

"Uhh, I think he's gone." Kyle broke the silence and I was happy he did. I was staring at his neck in total silence. Why his neck, I don't know but it looked so...lickable. And that's what happened next as I practically forced him too me and placed my tongue at the crook of his shoulder and neck and slowly began to run my tongue up his neck. He let out a deep sigh. I know it was because he was loving this. That made me so happy to know.

Feeling the response I wanted, I pushed my crotch into his, my own problem arousing. I lightly began to suck up his neck. As an actual noise escaped his mouth reality hit me as to what I was doing and instantly stopped.

"Something wrong dude?" He looked at me worried. Must think he did something wrong.

"No we just gotta get this done. Let's go." I gave him a real smile as I left the shack and made my way back to the street. This was going to be hard to deal with.

A/N: I know it's been a long time and I know this is another chapter where not much happened. But I need to know I still have followers and then I'll force a chapter out by Wednesday (June 2nd.) I am sure of that. PLEASE REVIEW! The next chapter is the last chapter at this age. I'm going to skip to mid or late 7th grade after that so please keep following my fellow Style lovers!