(A/n: Please enjoy)

Chapter 25: Headache Begone

The walk to the nurses office is really awkward. Since no one is out in the hallway, the only sounds heard are Tweek's and Kyle's footsteps and the faint voices inside of the classrooms. Tweek knows he isn't the only one feeling uncomfortable, but Kyle is practically a master at concealing his emotions so he isn't sure if he's actually experiencing the same thing or not.

Words obviously aren't going to be said until they reach Dr. Kero's room, that Tweek is certain of. But it's not like he has anything to say to the other anyway, though it would probably help elevate the awkwardness around them, even if by a small degree. He slides his eyes to the side to look at Kyle only see the redhead looking right at him. Startled, Tweek quickly averts his attention back to the front, feeling a pinch of warmth welling up within his cheeks. His action of looking away like shy schoolgirl causes a faint smile to form onto Kyle's lips, and he looks forward as well.

Tweek stuffs his hands into his pants pockets, fingers absentmindedly touching the folded piece of paper as embarrassment floods his senses. He did not expect to suddenly lock eyes with Kyle, he appeared as if he was inspecting every detail of the blonde's face with how focused he seemed. But Tweek doesn't dwell on the thought any longer, mainly because of his headache, and also because he spots the familiar white door a few steps away. Relief overpowers the embarrassment on his face at the thought of finally getting rid of this agonizing pain in his head, he just prays that Dr. Kero has liquid medicine and not pills.

As they near the door, it is slowly being pulled open as the male nurse walks out of his office. He closes the door with a heavy sigh, sounding as if he wants the day to already be over with. Upon hearing the two teenagers' footsteps amidst the quiet hallway, he locks the door then turns himself in their direction looking like he desperately needs some sleep.

"Here to see me I presume?" He questions.

Kyle nods his head yes as he and Tweek lessen the gap between the three of them a bit. "He needs some medicine for his headache," Kyle informs, jabbing a thumb at Tweek.

Dr. Kero deepens his tired frown. "Don't you have some in your room? Or did you run out?"

"I can't swallow pills," Tweek answers, taking his hands out of the warmth of his pockets.

The man heaves a light sigh, then turns to his door and sticks a key back into the lock. "Well I just got called into a meeting so I can't tend to you right now." When the doorknob clicks, he pushes the door open a little before facing the teens again. "You know where I keep the medicine Kyle, and make sure you put it back in it's original place when you're done." After getting affirmative nods from both boys, Dr. Kero hands Kyle his keys and takes his leave by walking down the hallway in front of them.

Stuffing the keychain in his pocket, Kyle walks into the room with Tweek following, Kyle going to the cabinet that's next to the wall while Tweek goes and sits on the stool positioned by the wall near the door. He watches Kyle inspect what's behind the plastic glass window panes for a moment then opens the left door, grabbing a bottle and looking it over carefully.

Tweek can't help but think about the redhead's abrupt change in attitude again. He still doesn't know why, how, or what caused him to act this way towards him, and he isn't sure how to feel about it honestly. Last night he was acting as his usual assholish-self, and now he's behaving like he's taking care of his little brother or something. Maybe Luke has something to do with it, and that notion alone is enough to make Tweek deem Kyle's caring behavior some kind of ploy to get him to let his guard down for whatever purpose.

Tweek blinks when a small cup containing a dark blue liquid is held in his field of view, the smell it produces nearly makes him gag. He takes the medicine with a frown. "Why are you acting so nice to me all of a sudden?" He asks instead of thanking Kyle. As he waits for the others response, Tweek hesitantly puts the bitter smelling cup up to his lips before downing the medicine in one go. He makes a face of pure disgust before coughing a few times at the strong nasty taste in his mouth, and groans afterwards.

Why does he feel like the medicine might make him sick instead of make him feel better?

"This crap better work," Tweek thinks as he gives the plastic cup back to Kyle.

"I'll be back." The redhead takes it and walks out of the room to go rinse it out.

Tweek looks at his moving figure with a displeased scowl. "Yeah, just leave without answering my question." Shaking his head, he looks away letting the foul tasting medicine work it's magic.

...

Kyle, who looks conflicted in the face as he heads to the restroom, repeats Tweek's question in his head. He has an answer, but he can't tell the other for he is positive Tweek won't feel the same way. Especially not after how he's been treating him ever since he first got here.

Kyle should've known Tweek would find his friendliness odd, but he has no idea how to go about this since it's so new to him and all. It was practically an unconscious action for him to act warmhearted towards the crazy haired blonde. Having a romantic attraction towards anyone, let alone a guy wasn't something he thought he would ever experience throughout his years. Not even when he's no longer attending school. Asking Kenny for advice about this kind of thing would really be helpful right now.

"Quit being so goddamn difficult and ask him out already," Luke insists dully.

Ignoring the voice inside his head, Kyle enters the restroom and goes straight to the first sink. He turns the knob for hot water and places the cup underneath the rushing liquid, waiting a moment for it to fill up before pouring the water out and repeating the process two more times. He twists the knob again to turn it off, then he reaches over towards the paper towel dispenser to dry off the cup. After doing that, he drops the paper towel into the trash can below the dispenser then makes his way back out into the hallway.

He takes his time returning to the nurses office although the restroom isn't that far from it, he just needs a few moments to get himself together first. He's debating whether if he should give Tweek a proper answer or just wait until another day to tell him, it wasn't too long ago when he came to the conclusion that he liked the other after all. Kyle is at a complete loss on what to do, and it sucks that he can't rely on Luke for this situation, he's just as bad this it seems.

"Maybe I should ask Kenny for help," Kyle decides with a frown. It's been days since Kenny started avoiding him and stopped coming back to their shared room, and it's been a while since Kyle went to Mark's room, for any reason actually.

"I don't think that's a good idea," Luke says, making Kyle roll his eyes.

"And why's that?" He feels like he's going to regret asking.

There is a brief silence on Luke's end. "Have you ever thought about why he's avoiding you and Tweek? Like REALLY thought about it?"

With confusion clear on his face, Kyle stops in his tracks. Of course he's thought about it, since day one of Kenny's avoidance in fact.

But then it suddenly hits him not even a millisecond later after musing on it, realization striking him like a lighting bolt. At first he thought Kenny was mad or embarrassed at him and Tweek for seeing them locking lips in their room that day, thinking they were in a relationship that he knew nothing about. Since the idea seemed so farfetched to him, Kyle was planning on telling Kenny the truth the next day. But he never got the chance to. Kenny seldom talked to him, only greeting him and making forced small talk before he started ignoring him completely the next two or three days later, Kyle can't remember.

He honestly didn't think that feelings would spark within his friend because of that, but now he knows. He knows the exact reason why Kenny has distanced himself from them and he feels so stupid for just now realizing this. So stupid.

A strong wave of guilt crashes down on Kyle, and he looks at the floor. "Shit...I'm such an idiot..."

"Damn right you are. You've been his best friend since childhood dude, you two are suppose to read each other like a book yet you're just now noticing that Kenny has feelings for you. Some genius you are, it didn't even take me this long to figure it out."

Kyle resumes his walk at a snail's pace, his body feeling heavy with emotions due to his late discovery. It doesn't make him feel any better that Luke of all people had dawned this on him, acting like he's so experienced in the love department. But what Kyle is unsure about is how long has Kenny had feelings for him? It could've been throughout the years of them growing up together for all he knew!

Breathing out a soft sigh, Kyle shakes his head, deciding to push the issue for when he comes across Kenny later on today. He, of course, is going to have to be the one to confront the blonde, and he hopes that it won't be too much of a struggle to get him to cooperate so they can talk.

As he nears the infirmary, he looks up to see Tweek still sitting on the stool and looking bored as he stares at the other side of the wall. That is until he hears Kyle's almost inaudible footsteps approaching, turning to look at him with a light glare that quickly changes to him raising an eyebrow at the redhead's troubled expression.

Kyle doesn't know why, but seeing Tweek looking the slightest bit concerned about him makes him feel a little bit better. "You better confess to him or else I'll do it for you," Luke threatens.

Annoyed, Kyle narrows his eyes. Tweek frowns and quickly looks away getting the wrong impression of his glare. Kyle closes his eyes with another sigh, then opens them as he walks into the nurses office. "Sorry, I didn't mean to glare at you. I was just irritated at what my stupid brother said," he says, forcing himself not to react to Luke's teasing giggling. He walks over to the medicine bottle that he had placed on the desk to put the cup back over it's cap, afterwards he puts the bottle back inside the cabinet and closes the small glass door.

"Oh," Tweek mumbles, and the awkward silence comes back once again.

Pulling out the set of golden keys from his pocket, Kyle turns to face the other teen. "Well let's go back to the gym." He heads out of the door.

Suppressing a reluctant groan, Tweek gets up and joins Kyle in the hallway. The redhead pulls the door to a close, then tries to locate the right key to lock it with. "Do you even know which key it is?" Tweek asks.

"This isn't the first time Dr. Kero gave me his keys, so of course I know which one it is," Kyle responds, surprisingly without any attitude. Tweek just hums his reply, and only the sounds of jingling metal occupies the thankfully not intolerable silence between them. After a few seconds, Kyle finds the correct key and sticks it into the doorknob, successfully locking the door.

"How's your head?" Kyle inquires once they start walking, twirling the metal ring around his finger. "Is it feeling any better?"

"A little bit," Tweek shrugs. "The medicine was nasty as hell, I thought it was gonna make me sick instead." He can still taste it on his tongue, and he would love for it to go away already.

Kyle feels his lips curling upwards slightly in amusement. "Not all medicine is gonna taste good, nasty or not they'll always get the job done. Plus at least they weren't pills." Tweek huffs though he can't help but agree with his last statement, the corner of his lips also showcasing his enjoyment of their conversation.

As they walk back to class, the two teens occasionally talk to one another about whatever that came to mind.

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Tweek is finally able to attend his third period class, currently sitting in a not-hopefully taken desk that's close to a row of windows on his left as students slowly fill the classroom. It's thanks to Kyle that he was able to know what his next class after second period was along with his fourth, Tweek's previous schedule somehow went missing.

After Gym ended, Kyle took him to the counseling office to get another copy of his schedule. A lady with wavy black hair and hot pink eyes was there, and she was kind enough to give Tweek another schedule with no questions ask; she probably knew about him being held up in Dr. Kero's office for a few days. She introduced herself as Mrs. Winters (Tweek saw her full name carved on a name plate on her work desk: Ebony Winters), then the duo left and went to their separate classes.

His teacher, Mr. Leon Edgewood, whose name sounds very familiar to Tweek teaches a subject called Bloodology. It sounds really similar to Biology, and Tweek can already assume himself dreading this class as well based off of the subject alone.

Slouching forward so he can rest his elbow on the bare surface of his desk followed by him placing his cheek on his palm, Tweek stares at the doorway watching as more of his classmates enter the room either in a pair, group, or by themself. Through his peripheral, he gets a glimpse of Stan sitting in a desk that's in the middle row, failing at sneaking glances towards his way. That's all Stan has been doing ever since he and Kyle returned to the Gym just an hour earlier, it's like he wants to say something to Tweek but he always appears to be thinking against it thus he looks away in the end.

Tweek finds it pretty annoying, and he wishes the noirette would just come out and say whatever it is he wants to say to him. Tweek still hasn't forgotten about demanding for an answer from the people he thought were his friends about their plan to leave him here in this place, he doesn't think he ever will until he does. He's not going to even talk nor look at either of them unless he's going to confirm what Craig, Clyde, and Butters told him yesterday.

Feeling a faint ache in his head, Tweek stops his thoughts from there, not in the mood to undergo another headache. To his surprise yet dissatisfaction, he sees Gregory walk in and they lock eyes for a split second before he directs his attention to the seat he's going to go sit in, that being the third desk in the first row.

Great now he shares a class with two backstabbers. Tweek holds back a groan of disappointment.

The next ones to walk in is the teacher and a trio of students. The bell rings a few seconds later. As the tall man with apricot hair and hazel eyes closes the door and orders everyone to settle down while going to his seat, Tweek once again feels a sense of familiarity towards the guy, the only difference is that his hair is curly. Tweek really doesn't want to rack his brain to try and recall where he last saw his teacher before, especially not when it's feeling better.

Sitting up whilst looking away from the front door, Tweek listens to Mr. Edgewood calling the attendance. The first person he calls is someone named Joey Blairwind, seems no one's last name starts with an "A". When the boy says, "Here", Tweek looks over to his right to see that the owner of the voice also has curly hair but it's black and he has an odd color of orange eyes. He's sitting in the middle row behind Stan.

It's after about ten more calls of students' names when it's Tweek's turn. He announces his presence with a timid "Here", and a surprised Mr. Edgewood spins around in his seat. "Wait you are?" He stands up so he can get a better look. "Where are you?"

The crazy haired blonde raises his hand, and all eyes focus on him. "Aww c'mon, don't stare at me like I'm some freakin' celebrity jeez," Tweek complains inwardly, but his outward appearance contradicts his nervous thought, which is taking a lot of effort not to let show.

Mr. Edgewood eyes him silently for a moment, losing his expression of shock. "Glad to have you in class Tweek, hope you know you have a lot of catching up to do. Once I'm done taking the roll, I'll assign the class with some work to do while I fill you in on everything that you'll need to know."

"Can I do it?" Someone volunteers.

This time everyone's eyes, including Tweek's, look over at a boy with neck-length light brown hair and blue eyes lowering his raised hand down on his desk that's in the back of the second row.

Mr. Edgewood blinks. "Uh sure. Tweek and Brendon switch seats, when Allen is done explaining things to you, you two can switch back." He sits down and finishes calling the rest of his students' names.

Controlling his nerves, Tweek and the other male that has long golden blonde hair tied into a ponytail and has indigo eyes stand up and walk to the front. As they go to their temporary different seats, Tweek instantly notices the teen's handsome facial features and then their eyes meet. Startled and embarrassed, Tweek quickly averts his attention away from him, a small grin making itself present on Brendon's lips.

Tweek hurries and sits down next to Allen's left, and to his confusion the brunette suddenly sighs in what sounds like relief. He turns his body towards Tweek's direction, propping his elbow on top of his black spiral notebook, and leaning to the side as he plants his cheek in his palm. "No work for me thank God." Tweek just stares at him. "But anyway," he continues. "We learn about the different blood types of both humans and vampires here, oh and sometimes animal's too. Right now we're being taught about certain blood types that are poisonous to us, and before you ask, not everyone's blood is safe to drink."

As Allen tells him more about the class and where they are in their current lesson, Tweek now knows without a doubt that he's not going to like this period all that much. The main reason being, because he's going to have to deal with the obvious stares/glances from Stan and some occasional ones from Gregory most likely.

He just hopes his fourth block won't be all that bad...

(A/n: The struggle was real coming up with a name for a "certain" genderbent female, and that's why it took me awhile to upload this chapter -_- But any's I hope you enjoyed and the next chapter will be up soon)