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It was the most famous place to shop in Beverly Hills. It was spendy, but I told the boys it was my treat, and they finally complied. I told Kenny not to dare spend any of the money he had. This was my chance to be with the boys, and show them a good time. Butters, on several occasions, had told me all about Kenny's upbringing, and I just wanted to dote on my two boys shamelessly. Not out of pity, either. I just have no boys of my own, and Kenneth and Leopold look like the modern day Romeo and Julius. They do literally look like two halves of a whole.

"This is really good." Butters said as we sat near a fountain eating cinnamon rolls. It was still morning, and we'd arrived early enough. Kenny took my cup of Cappuccino, and took a sip.

"Revolting." he said as he passed it back to me. The waitress who brought it for me glared at Kenny.

"Do you have to be mean?" Butters scolded when she walked away.

"I had no clue she was watching." he lied. He gave me a huge wink when Butters looked away.

"Where do we wanna go?" I asked. "What kinds of things are you guys looking for?" I asked smiling. "What do you want for your birthday, Butters?" I asked smiling at him.

"I don't know. Eighteen really isn't that big of a deal." Butters said smiling. "I don't really wanna make it so."

"Bullshit!" Kenny yelled. "What is the one thing you've wanted for your birthday?" he asked. "That you can't find in South Park."

"Sun." he said as Kenny and I laughed.

We shopped for clothing for all of us. For some reason, Kenny bought both of them tuxedos, and bow ties. The ties were black, and made of taffeta, which was a very silky fabric that stained easily. I saw a sullen expression on his face as he picked out the clothing. It looked, funeral-esque. Or, something to that affect. It looked, sad. What was going on?

"Look." Butters said pointing to one of the shop windows.

There was a poster of the two planes and the twin towers. I sighed. I hated that my nephew's birthday had to be today. It was a somber day ever since the events, and I hated that he had to be born on such a day.

Butters

We spent the rest of the day going from shop to shop. Pigging out on junk food at the food court, and not really doing much. Just how I wanted. My birthday was amazing this year. I loved it so much. I even got a call from Stan, Kyle, Jimmy and Token. I got text messages from Tweek and Craig. Tweek probably had a meltdown trying to figure out what to say.

"Let's go home!" My aunt chirped. "We've got a surprise for you, Butters!" she said cheerfully. "We're going to have so much fun!"

When we got home, the clock on the television set said six forty. The living room was soon full of all our shopping bags, and we proceeded to the kitchen. I gasped as I saw the cake on top of the refrigerator, and the smell of food came wafting to me.

"Surprise?" Kenny and my aunt both said.

"I've got you something." Kenny said as he came forward. "It's not much, but I… well… Here." he said stumbling a little.

The little vase contained eighteen sun colored Dandelions. I just stared at him. I put down the vase, and hugged him.

"They're beautiful, Kenny!" I said as my heart beat really fast. "They're so beautiful. I love you so much." I said as I leaned up and kissed him.

"You hungry?" my aunt asked when Kenny and I pulled away from each other. "Because you're about to get served. … Chinese food." she added after a long pause.

All of us sat around eating quietly. It was the best cooking in the whole world. And best of all, it was made by my Aunt Nelly. She was more fit to be my mom, than my mom.

"You make really good Sweet Sour Chicken, Aunt Nelly." Kenny said smiling. "Best damn cooking in the whole world."

"Yeah." I agreed. "Compliments to the chef."

My phone vibrated. I quickly clicked it on. "Hello?"

"Happy birthday, Butters." It was my dad. "Mom wants to say happy birthday, to you, too."

"Hello?" said a very excited voice. "Happy birthday, Butters." she said with a smile in her tone. "Are you having a good day?"

"Yeah." I said not bothering to go into detail with her. It wasn't her thing. It wasn't dad's either.

"You're not drunk, are you?" she asked.

"No. I'm clean. You can even ask Aunt Nelly."

"Nelly's with you?" she asked. "Let her know we're headed back to South Park and will be there January."

"Kay." I said smiling. "See you guys later."

"Don't you dare drink, young man." I heard my dad say in the background.

"I heard." I said before mom could say a word. "Bye."

The rest of the day had been spent in their company, eating cake, and more food. I felt hungry for the first time in ages, and I wasn't about to pass up my aunt's cooking.

… … … … …

Kenny and I were in my aunt's backyard. We were sitting on a bench swing, and Kenny had started swinging us back and forth. I smiled as I rested comfortably against him.

"This has been the most wonderful time of my life." I said as memories of past experiences came back to me. "I forget that I had cancer."

"Yeah, I know, huh?" he asked as he palmed my now almost hair. "Me too. It feels like part of a whole different world." he sighed. "Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah." I said truthfully. "I feel good. It's all over, Kenny." For now.

"Promise me something." I said as I thought about my future. "Promise me you'll come back here without me someday."

"Why?" he asked as he shifted and his head fell against my heart.

Kenny

"I don't know." Butters said softly, his voice rumbling against my ear. "Just promise."

"I can't promise that." I said softly. "Being here is fun because you're with me. What the hell would I do back here without you?" I asked sadly. "You're everything to me."

Maybe it was because Butters was much smaller than me. I am not sure why. His heart was beating really fast against his chest, and it soothed me. He was going to be okay. I just knew it. He was cleared. He was as good as cured.

Butters

Suddenly, Kenny shifted upwards, and wrapped me up in a tight hug. The swing had stopped now, and we both just sat still as statues. He looked into my eyes with those deep shocking blue ones. He leaned into me, and kissed me. I gasped as I felt the spark fly between us. My lips molded into his, and I held the kiss for a long time. He moaned into my mouth, and held me as close to him as he could.

"Kenny!" I pleaded as he pulled back a little.

"My love." he said as he resumed our kiss.

At this moment, I felt myself weaken, and I melted into him. My last resolve crumbling as I fell prey to Kenny's lips. His lush tongue caressing mine gently. I felt like the stars that shone right now were showering themselves on us. Kenny was here, just for me. No one mattered to us right now. No one. In this time frame, I was well, and healthy. In this time frame, in this reality, it was just Kenny and I. It was just us two, and no one, and nothing, else mattered. It was a never ending kiss that grew deeper and deeper.

"I love you." he said still holding us together by our lower lips. "I can't begin to explain how much I fucking love you, Leopold." he declared.

"I love you, too, Kenny." I said certainly. "I have never felt it so much as I do now."

"Kiss me." Kenny pleaded bringing our lips crashing again.

They crashed silently together. Like waves on the sea. We were one. Blue and orange. Opposites. Two halves of a whole. I have never felt so loved, and loved so much as I do now. As I did in this moment.

"If a kiss could last like this forever, and feel this beautiful, forever." Kenny said softly pulling apart a little bit. "I'd sure as hell never want to leave."

"Then, don't." I said as tears filled my eyes.

"Then," he said as tears slid down his own cheeks. "Tell me that you'll stay forever. Tell me that you love me, as much and if not more than I love you. Tell me you are mine." he said as he looked deep into my face. "Trust in me. Give me credit for something ruined and alien to your mother and father. I'm different. You can see that, Leopold. I'm always yours. Always."

And with that, our long, loving kiss resumed. My hands reached to twist into his hair. His beautiful, golden hair. Both of us started moaning into the other's mouth. Some words discernable, and others lost. My grip got tighter, and his did to. Holding him close, kissing him long, and hard. Loving him, as he loved me. The stars above glowing and shining a shield over us. Pulling us into a world where only two existed. I for him, and him for me.