"You ready?" Kyle asked as Kenny started the car.

The blonde nodded. "Yeah, I'm pretty good at driving."

Kyle smiled. "Good, hopefully we can be done by lunch." Kenny nodded and put the car in drive. Kyle cleared his throat obviously. "Seatbelt."

"Oh, right." Kenny blushed and fastened his seatbelt. He backed out of their parking spot, narrowly avoiding the Jeep parked beside them.

Kenny's peer driving instructor swallowed nervously. "Careful, Ken."

The blonde nodded and sped away down the street, missing a stop sign completely. Kyle frowned. "I thought you said you were good at driving," he murmured.

Kenny coughed. "Well, I haven't, uh, practiced in a while. But don't worry, I got it," Kenny reassured his friend as he turned sharply to the left.

Kyle sighed. "Okay, pull over here, I want you to parallel-park."

Kenny made a face. "Fine," he said, preparing to do the manoeuvre. Kyle watched in terror as Kenny attempted to drive around the car in front of them, less than an inch away from hitting it.

"Brake," Kyle said. Kenny braked. "Here, I'll help you," he said in exasperation, placing his soft hands over Kenny's rough ones.

Kyle's eyes met Kenny's and the Jew smiled. "Don't worry. Okay, now coast back." Kenny released the brake, allowing the vehicle to roll backwards into the parking spot, albeit much too quickly.

"STOP!" Kyle exclaimed. "Okay, just a bit slower, okay?" he said comfortingly. Kenny snickered at the sexual innuendo as Kyle turned the wheel quickly, oblivious to the double entendre.

The blonde smirked. "Should I drive forward now?" he asked slyly. Kyle nodded. "Fast or slow?"

Kyle finally picked up on the wordplay. With a giggle, he replied, "Nice and slow, Ken."

Once Kenny had pulled up, Kyle smirked. "Now, put your hand on the stick shift. Yep, just like that," he said suggestively.

Kenny grinned and finished his parallel-park.

Kyle smiled. "Good job. That was easy, wasn't it?" he said with a wink.

Kenny nodded. The redhead was just about to remove his hands from the steering wheel when Kenny took Kyle's hands in his own and kissed him, his heart pounding in celebration when Kyle kissed him back.

Kyle smirked and pulled away. "Now, Kenny, I don't think I should be infatuated with a student…" he said teasingly.

Kenny snickered. "Well, Professor, I guess I'll just have to change your mind," he said, kissing the Jew again. "You know, there's something else you can do in a car besides driving …"

The redhead chuckled. "Better hope you're better at that than driving."

"Definitely."

"Then you can drive my car any time you like," Kyle said with a grin.

Unfortunately, the two friends were not finished by lunch. Luckily, neither much cared.

Title cred to the Beatles :)