Simple and Clean

by rensrenegade

Chaos and kismet mixed and mingled to create an unavoidable outcome as the two almost innocent boys slept. The bitterness of fate, the oblivion of love, and the wish of destiny held tightly to the two bonds forever sealed. All that was meant to be was forgotten as all that is and should be took its place. And there was nothing the unaware ten year old boys could do.

36. The Sheep in Wolf's Clothing

Author's Note: This is a mix of happy and sad. I'm very surprised at how this turned out and actually this was a chapter I added spur of the moment. Before last night (6/3/14) this chapter didn't exist at all. I feel like it adds more to it though and I wasn't quite sure how I wanted to do this. I originally had this as a missing scene, deleted it, and then thought, "I need to add this in." So... here it is, only a completely new version rather than the original. This was really inspired by the song "Brick" by Ben Folds Five (depressing as fuck), and... yeah. I've really wanted to write Kenny and Bebe more... so I'm glad I could do this.

There is a bit of a trigger warning on this one, nothing like the last one of course. But it should still be in effect, I think. Some people may feel more comfortable with this than others.

Anyway, I'm kind of dealing with some personal life stuff so I'm cutting this short. Thanks so much for reading and reviewing. You're all amazing.

Shout out to... well, this one is interesting and I haven't seen it before: shout out to the Anonymous Proxies! If that's you, thanks for reading, nonners.

Chapter Thirty-Six: The Sheep in Wolf's Clothing

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"Bebe Stevens?"

The blonde girl next to him jumped in alarm. Kenny looked up with tired eyes and smiled affectionately at her. She looked to him, unsure of what to do, and he took her hand.

"Y-yeah?" She sounded so scared, so fragile. Kenny held her hand tighter and wanted to protect her and save her from this misery she would go through. He knew this was a difficult decision for her to make; she adored children. But she just wasn't ready, and he understood that.
He hoped the little one growing understood that as well. All he wanted to do was show that little life that he or she was truly loved... but every time he touched her this sense of overwhelming despair latched onto his soul and took away his happiness.

"Are you ready? If so, we'll take you to exam room one." She looked to Kenny, who was ashen-faced as she nodded and stood up. He followed close behind her, and ignored the glares and whispers he got as he passed by the women here for the same reason. They thought he was the one making her do this; when in reality it was her body, her life, and her choice. He would support her no matter what; he always had and always would.

"Kenny..." she whimpered as she put her hand to her stomach for the first time, "there's a... there's a baby in here." He nodded and pressed a kiss to her head.

"I know... you can turn around and leave at any time," he whispered as they walked into the clinic room. Bebe sat down on the examination chair, and Kenny took one of the chairs in the corner.

Bebe had chosen to tell her parents when they were both at least a little buzzed. She also told them her plan, and said they didn't need to go. All she needed was a ride home; that would be Kenny. Apparently the effects of the pill wouldn't happen for several hours, so they both took the entire day off school. He needed to be there for her, even though he was sure it would be gross.

"I have to do this," she finally said with tears begging to fall from her eyes. He swore he saw her heart break in front of him and he bowed his head as that gut-wrenching desolation gripped him tight and wouldn't let go. Kenny's hands shook, and he stuffed them in his pockets.

A nurse walked in and sat in front of Bebe.

"You're the patient, correct?" She asked, matter-of-factly. The curly-haired girl couldn't help but scoff.

"No, he is," Kenny snickered at that, and earned a glower from the nurse. "Yes I am."

"Can you go ahead and get on the scale for me? I need your weight for proper dosage."

Kenny's heart ached at that, and he let out a shuddered breath as he tried to calm down. Suddenly this was real and there was nothing he could do to stop her. He knew this was her choice... but he could almost hear that baby screaming at her to let it live. Kenny dug his nails into his skin and squeezed his eyes shut.

"Alright, you're currently at 137, how far along are you?" Bebe looked down at herself and sighed heavily as she avoided her stomach now.

"Three weeks," she replied quietly, as if she was embarrassed. Kenny looked to her with the most encouragement he could muster, and tried his best to appear strong for her.

He just didn't know what the hell was going on with himself. Suddenly he felt weird, and he couldn't shake the feeling. He didn't understand it; honestly it was usually like drinking fourteen cups of coffee and four energy drinks, in the sense he was jittery and restless. He never felt right. Being around Bebe didn't help at all; in fact, it made it worse.

It wasn't the fact she chose to get an abortion; he was fine with that. It was her body and she had every right to make that decision on her own. What bothered him was he felt like he could feel the potential of the life within her. The baby, or would-be-baby, was energy that he could sense, for some odd reason; and now that she had decided to end her pregnancy, the energy was nothing but negative. He didn't know what it was caused by; he didn't really think embryos had brains, and he wasn't sure if babies could have emotions in the womb. But perhaps it was the concept of life itself rather than the baby in her stomach. Maybe because he was Death, and was in such close proximity to a fragile life source, it caused him to feel the potential hopelessness the potential child could feel. Maybe he was feeling its possible emotions, or worse... maybe he had to somehow give some kind of confirmation to allow the life to die. All of the things he was feeling could be because he hadn't let go of the concept of Bebe's first child being aborted.

But it wasn't his choice; it was hers. And he knew that. But it felt like a knife to the gut and a rip on his heartstrings.

He listened to the nurse explain things to Bebe, who was trying her hardest not to cry. Her hand trembled in his, and he fought back his own shaking as he caressed her skin with the pad of his thumb. The nurse eyed him every once in awhile yet he maintained a stoic look; as if it didn't bother him.

"I'll have your doctor come in and write you a couple of prescriptions. He will explain it further for you," the blonde girl nodded and remained silent until the door shut.

She whirled around to face Kenny and shook her head.

"I can't do this," she whispered as tears leaked from her eyes. He gently wiped them away, causing her to sob even more, "I can't... fuck, Kenny... what do I do? What am I gonna do?"

"Bebe..." he trailed off in a tight voice. He bit his lip and raked his fingers through his hair. "You have to be one hundred percent sure. We can walk out of here right now if you want... I'll help you with anything. I'm here for you. I just, you have to know what you want."

"I can't raise a kid on my own, I can't walk through that fucking school with a baby in my damn stomach. I can't have Clyde look at me with... but... this is my baby," she put her hand on her stomach, and Kenny flinched. He quickly shook his head at the tingling warmth in his heart and blinked a couple of times.

"There's adoption..." he suggested, "or you can have a family member take care of the baby until you're ready. Or... you can have an abortion. Those look to be your only options right now."

Bebe nodded and wept on his shoulder. Her nail dug in his skin and he let out a soft sigh as he hugged her. His hand ran through her soft curls, and she whimpered against him.

"What do I do...?" she moaned, "I feel sick." Kenny put his hand under her shirt and pressed it against her stomach. She relaxed against the gentle touch; he was always warm to other people. He just hoped it was enough warmth to soothe her nausea.

The doctor walked in and cleared his throat as he caught sight of the teenagers. Kenny kept his hand in place, however, and Bebe rested against him even more.

"Miss Stevens, before I put this order in I want you to be aware of the effects. I'm prescribing you Mifegyn and Misotrol. You will take one of each when you get home. The abortion will take approximately four hours. During this time there will be heavy bleeding, and nausea which may include vomiting or diarrhea-" Kenny snickered in her ear, and Bebe glared at him. "Sir, this isn't a laughing matter. Your girlfriend is making a difficult decision based on the actions both of you-"

"He's not-"

"You're right," Kenny mumbled, interrupting Bebe, "continue." She looked at him, and he gave her a "just keep quiet" look, as he turned back to the doctor to hear what to expect. The man sighed heavily and looked at the pair.

"This is similar to a miscarriage, and if the bleeding is heavy following the four hours you will need to come to the hospital. There are complications that follow, and it's important we see you as quickly as possible. There will be light bleeding after for about fourteen to twenty-one days, and during this time you will have nausea and possibly a fever. After a week you need to come in so we can an ultrasound to make sure the pregnancy was terminated. It is wise to have someone with you during these four hours, preferably a parent or legal adult."

"Huh, what a coincidence, B, I'm an emancipated minor," Kenny said nonchalantly, earning a weak smile from Bebe. The doctor glared at him momentarily before he quickly scribbled down her prescription number. "If you have any more questions, now would be the time to ask. If not you may call."

"No... thanks," Bebe mumbled feebly as she held the piece of paper in her hand.

"I advise you two seriously consider your actions from now on, to avoid mistakes like this," Kenny tensed at those words and clutched his head once more as a shock seemed to run through his body. He bit his tongue and squeezed his eyes shut as he took in a sharp breath.

"Kenny?" Bebe asked, putting her arm on him. He flinched, and quickly pulled away.

"D-don't touch me..." he whispered in a weak voice as he tried to calm down. Bebe had heard that one too many times from him the past few months and nodded, although he couldn't see, and stood up. The doctor gave them one last look before he left, and then she knelt in front of Kenny.

"Hey, hey, look at me," she said, putting her hand on his knee. Slowly, he looked up and she swore his eyes glowed red for a brief moment. She related that to the bloodshot eyes and smiled weakly at him. "Are you okay?" He nodded once and clasped his shaking hands.

"What... what are you gonna do?" he asked with a wavering voice. She held the written prescription in her hand and stared at it for a while in silence. He watched her and felt as if his insides were spiraling farther and father in an endless void of despair.

"I have to do this," she finally said. Her voice caught in her throat, and he nodded numbly before he stood up. "Kenny, please... please promise me you won't tell anyone about this?" He nodded and felt her take his hand as they walked out of the examination room. She leaned her head on his shoulder and he kept a protective arm around her as they walked from the critical eyes.

"Hypocrites," he mumbled, slamming the door. Bebe jumped and looked at him in surprise at his force. "Sorry," he quickly said as they walked to her car. She went to the passenger seat and handed Kenny the keys.

"I'm not in the right frame of mind..." he nodded and started the ignition. She looked at him in confusion as he drove the wrong way to the pharmacy, and back toward her house. "What are you doing?"

"Listen, I want you to just... calm down, go chill at your house and wait for me. Think about this, but you need to be calm. I'm gonna go get this for you. What you're gonna do is tell Clyde and everyone else who knows that you found out you weren't pregnant. Okay?"

Bebe dropped her jaw and stared at him in surprise. She buried her face in her hands, which muffled her sobs as he drove in silence to her house. Once he got out of the car and opened the door for her, she jumped out and wrapped her arms tightly around him.

"Y-you're serious?" She whispered, Kenny nodded and smoothed down her hair. She covered her mouth and rested her head on his chest this time; they remained like that for a few minutes. Apparently she didn't care if they were out in the middle of the driveway; he was used to sneaking around her house, so this was new. "Kenny, I..."

"Don't worry about it, girlie," he said, then kissed her forehead. "You should go inside. I'll be back in a little bit." She nodded and walked backward up her driveway, then went inside one he was half a block down.

Kenny pulled out a cigarette and lit the butt with his lighter. He stuffed the prescription information in his pocket and took a deep drag from the stick in his mouth. It would be better for Bebe this way, and the pharmacist could think he was a disgusting human being all he wanted; he didn't care. He would much rather have more judgment on his reputation than have Bebe go through that. It was much easier for the town to believe the poor kid from the redneck family down the tracks knocked up a slut rather than the head cheerleader and student council member got pregnant by some unknown person at a party. Actually, as he thought about it, they both sounded believable; but not for Bebe. She had a good reputation here.

His phone rang as he walked the fifth block from her house. He saw it was Butters and quickly answered.

"Hey," he mumbled, stuffing his left hand in his pocket.

"Have you gone to the appointment yet?" Butters asked. He was just as worried about Bebe as he was, and Bebe gave him permission to come over after school. Kenny was fairly sure he was going to buy her some flowers or something, and he figured Bebe would appreciate that.

"Yeah, I'm going to get the pills now," he murmured, "it's just... fucked up." He heard Butters sigh on the other end. "Thanks for covering for me."

"Yeah, just cough a lot tomorrow and you should be okay," Butters said with a quiet laugh. "I never realized how awful school was without my best friend." Kenny smiled at that; he could relate.

"Style's there-"

"Do you realize what today is?" He heard Butters' amused tone and furrowed his eyebrows. "Today has been one constant makeout session for the Style."

"Isn't that every day though?' the boy on the other end snickered.

"Ken, it's Valentine's Day."

"...oh." His eyes widened and he grew silent. He had never had an actual Valentine on Valentine's Day; he thought the concept of the holiday was pretty damn stupid. But he knew for a fact that, other than Christmas, Valentine's Day was Butters' favorite holiday.

He was now even more surprised Butters let him help Bebe today. Kenny couldn't help but wonder if she knew what today was; he shrugged at that, and flicked the cigarette in his hands.

"Kenny?" The bright blonde asked. He quicly broke from his reverie.

"Yeah, yeah... today's Valentine's Day?" He heard Butters' quiet giggle and felt in his pockets. He put the cigarette between his lips and opened his wallet with his left hand. He didn't have any money on him except what Bebe had given him to pay for the two prescriptions. "Happy Valentine's Day," he offered feebly; that was probably the only thing he could give him today.

"Aww..." he knew Butters was blushing and couldn't help but smile. His innocence was infectious. "Thanks, Happy Valentine's Day to you too." Just then, Kenny brightened.

"Hey... Wendy is gonna go over to Bebe's at about 4:30... I know you're working til 6:00, but... woud you wanna go out tonight?" He heard the blonde's surprised noise and grinned.

"Really?!" Kenny laughed and nodded, though he knew Butters couldn't see him, "Kenny, I'd love to! I'll tell my parents I'm over at Kyle's... he'll cover for me. I know he will, and they don't know you're living there as far as I know... where do you wanna go?"

"Uh... all you gotta do is be here at 6:30, leave the rest to me." He cringed at that; he had to figure out something really good to do. He just didn't know what. All he knew was he wanted it to be nice and them, not some stupid dinner and a movie thing. And then he'd as Bebe if she wanted to go do something with him tomorrow, if she was feeling up to it. Butters wouldn't mind at all; he knew she was going to be suffering for awhile. Who better to help than Kenny?

"Oh my God..." Butters gushed, "my first Valentine's Day date!" Kenny snickered and blushed a little as he approached the pharmacy.

"Mine too, actually." That made Butters hum, and his cheeks heated even more. "Hey, I'm at the drug store. I'll text you until 6:00, okay?"

"Oh, yeah," Butters fumbled as he was brought back down to earth. "Of course, tell Bebe I love her... but maybe hold back on the Valentine's Day wish... ugh, I feel so bad for her. This has to be so hard."

"Yeah, it's... tough." Kenny felt that was the best way to describe this. He just didn't have the proper words or actions to make this better for her. "I love you, Lee."

"Aw, I love you too, darlin'." Kenny grinned at the endearment, then hung up the phone. He still maintained a smile until he entered the store, and walked up to the register. The pharmacist looked him over skeptically, and Kenny pulled out the wad of cash Bebe had given him.

"Uh... I'm picking up a prescription for Stevens," he said; he was thankful there were multiple people in South Park with that last name. The woman disappeared for a moment, then set a paper bag on the counter.

"This comes with a painkiller and antibiotic to prevent infection. Most of the cost was included in the payment at Planned Parenthood, so the total for here is $87.48," she said, giving Kenny a look as he handed over the five twenty-dollar bills in his hand. She looked them over, marked them with the marker fraud detector, and side when they ran through clear. "All right, here's your change." he took the money and quickly pocketed, then was handed the bag with the receipt stapled. "Be more careful next time."

He nodded and waved before quickly ducking out of the store. That was exactly why he didn't want Bebe to be the one going to the store. She would face so much judgment that she didn't deserve. She wouldn't be able to handle it. So it worked out for the best that he was the one to go; as he knew it would be.

Kenny arrived back at her house nearly ten minutes later and opened the door. He found her sitting on the stairs with her knees pulled tight to her chest and a vacant expression on her blotchy face. She looked up at him and tried to smile, but all that did was cause more tears to fall.

He took off his shoes, knowing Bebe's mom would freak out if there were dull areas on the polished floors, and slid down on the floor across from her. His legs touched hers, and she wrapped her arms around her stomach.

"So...?" He asked in a whisper. "Penny for your thoughts."

"I want chocolate," she said, then laughed bitterly. Kenny smiled at that and tore at the paper bag a little bit. "I... this whole time, I haven't wanted Clyde here, y'know. Not once. I feel as if I-I'd be embarrassed. And he deserves better than me, I mean I've cheated on him... so many times. I feel like I did it all on purpose... so I'd get caught, so I didn't have to break up with him." Kenny nodded slowly. "But I don't want this kid growing up not knowing who his father is... because I don't... only to end up butchering him and his unknown stepmom and cooking them in chilli."

Kenny burst out laughing at that, as awful and terrifying as that experience had been, and Bebe even smiled a little. "I have to do this, I... there's no way I'm even physically able to nurture a baby inside of me for nine months, I eat shitty food and I'm way too active."

"You know what's best for you, babe," he said, then opened the bag and pulled out the two bottles. One pill was in each, and the other two prescription bottles left in the bag would be taken later. "I'll get you some water, you go get like a bowl to puke in and... whatever else you may need to do," Bebe grinned as she realized he was nervous, and brushed his hair back.

"You mean go put in a pad?" His cheeks flamed and he shrugged his shoulders, "thanks for making my day, sweetheart." Was all she said before she walked up the stairs.

Kenny went to her kitchen and grabbed a cup. At first he reached for a normal glass one, but found a pink plastic cup with Rapunzel from "Tangled" on the front. He smiled a little, looked at it, and grabbed it from the cabinet.

He figured the pills would taste bad so instead of water he got her juice; if she'd be bleeding heavily he figured it would be a good thing to try to keep her sugar levels up too. Or so he thought, he wasn't quite sure how that worked. It worked with Kyle's diabetes, anyway. This was completely different, but the thought was what counted.

He sat on the living room couch and set the cup down on the opposite side. Bebe returned in a few minutes, looking shaken and ashen-faced as she sat next to him. He stretched out, and instantly she curled up in his side.

She turned on the television and searched through her Netflix to find something, and ended up putting on the movie "Lilo and Stitch." They were quiet, and she relaxed in his arms as he caressed her side; he just wanted her to feel comfortable. It was up to her when she wanted to take the pills, and he wouldn't push her. Besides, cuddling with Bebe was always nice.

"You know, I bet this is how we'd be if we ended up dating," Bebe mumbled, voice muffled a little bit by his shirt. Kenny looked down at her, and shrugged.

"Maybe, I see a lot more sex though," he teased, earning a light hit to his stomach. "And violence, apparently. Nah, I do agree with that. We'd just be comfortable with each other, not expect anything more than what we got." Bebe nodded and took his hand in hers. Her fingers barely reached above his first knuckle, and he closed his fingers over hers. "You know I'm always gonna love you, B," he said. She smiled sadly, and nodded.

"I'm always gonna love you too. But, if it helps, I'm more attracted to the ladies than the guys," Kenny grinned.

"Mm, that's some stuff I gotta see, little lady." Bebe rolled her eyes and laughed against him. "Maybe we'd be like in an open relationship, so like if I wanted to have butt sex then I could do that and if you wanted titties you could do that." Bebe was lost in a fit of giggles now, and he laughed a little.

"Who's to say I wouldn't butt-fuck you?"

"Oh yeah..." he said, and winked at her, "you in a strap-on. I really gotta see that." Bebe actually snorted, and he let out an astonished giggle. "Man, we'd be sexy as fuck. I'd totally let you butt-fuck me with a dildo."

"Tempting, Mr. McCormick, what would your boyfriend say to that?"

"...get him on the other end?" Kenny suggested. He really wondered what Butters would think about that. He'd have to find out.

"But if it was a strap-on it couldn't be double-ended." Kenny raised an eyebrow.

"You sure know a lot about dildos, Bebe... care to share anything?" Her cheeks darkened and his lips spread in a Cheshire cat grin.

"Yeah!" She blurted, "don't go looking under my bed!"

"If you have Playboys and toys I'm gonna cry with pride." Bebe scoffed and shook her head.

"No, I told my parents my old laptop broke. That one's my porno-top." Kenny clutched his chest and pretended to cry. Bebe stifled her laughs against his chest, and he held her tight.

"Oh my God, you are amazing, Bebe Stevens!" He cried in between his chortles, "what kind of porn are you talkin' here?" She shrugged and winked before she turned back to the movie. Kenny grumbled under his breath, earning a snicker from the girl, and rested his head on hers.

About twenty minutes passed before she paused the movie. The blonde sat up, all laughter void in her expression, and grabbed the Rapunzel cup. Kenny scooted closer to her and took her hand as she stared at the pills.

"I... I feel like I should say something," Bebe mumbled quietly. Kenny shrugged and put his hands on her stomach. He looked at her, then down at where his hands rested, and lowered his head. "Kenny...?"

He rested his forehead against her ribs and lifted the shirt a little. A belly button ring glittered on her navel, and he pressed his lips to the soft skin of her flat, toned belly.

"Hey, little one," he said, closing his eyes. He knew it would be nothing more than an embryo and wouldn't hear him. But it didn't matter. "There's a lot to see and do here on Earth, but... but I know someone who really needs someone to take care of up in heaven. She had three kids and... and now that she's gone, she needs another b-baby..." he trailed off with a tight throat as he remembered what his mother had told him; she was going to have another child. She died, and by the time he found them, that baby was dead as well; it didn't even have a chance. It had been far too premature. But from what the doctors told them, it was a girl. "And... you're the perfect little one for her. She's gonna love you every day, all the time. You can have my mom, I know she needs you."

He heard Bebe sob with a closed mouth and her hand ran through his hair as he spoke with his lips ghosting over her stomach. His own eyes burned, and he pressed one more kiss to Bebe's stomach before he pulled away with burning eyes.

"Oh, God... Kenny..." she whimpered, "what have I done?" She fell apart then, and the cup crashed to the floor as she let out a gut-wrenching sob. He quickly grabbed her and held her tight as she screamed into his shoulder. Her nails dug in his back and her wails were stifled by his clothes and body.

"It's okay..." he whispered, looking up as his own eyes welled with tears, "you're gonna be okay... it's all right..."

The girl shook in his arms as he cradled her and rocked back and forth slowly, humming in her ear as he rubbed her back. She hadn't let go of him as she wept on his chest. Her cries had quieted, and he felt her hand against his heart as she listened to the beating.

"You're alive..." she whispered, causing him to furrow his eyebrows and stop humming. "Your mom was my age and she had you... she already had Kevin..." Kenny shook his head and pulled her curls from her face.

"Kevin was a drunken one-night stand in the bar that my mom was going to abort but couldn't do it when she got to the clinic. I was created in a closet at a cult meeting. My mom didn't have the money to get an abortion... plus she's... she was super Catholic. God gave her her babies for a reason." He quoted his mom in a southern accent, that didn't make Bebe laugh. She let out a sad moan and clutched his shirt in her hands.

They sat in silence, the movie long forgotten as Kenny held her protectively in his arms. She listened to him hum random songs as she tried to stop crying and calm down; but the innocent actions only reminded her of what she was throwing away.

"W-what one's that?" She asked quietly, Kenny stopped humming and opened his eyes. Bebe looked up at him with young hazel eyes, and he tucked a lock of blonde hair behind her ear.

"You are my sunshine," Kenny mumbled, "it was my favorite when I was little," she nodded, and lay her head against his chest once more.

"Mine was-" she paused and quickly sat up, away from him. "Oh God." Kenny tilted his head and quickly stood up as Bebe stumbled and fell on the ground. She kept her hand over her mouth, and in one swooping motion, he picked her up and ran to the downstairs bathroom. As he pushed the door open, she leaned over and couldn't refrain from throwing up anymore. He held back her hair as she threw up in the sink. She shook in his arms and he held back his own nausea as he heard her quiet retching.

"I-I-I-" she tried, then grabbed the sink and gagged in between pained whimpers. "I'm sorry..." Kenny shook his head and held on to her sides to keep her steady. She grew paler by the second, and latched on to him in fear of collapsing. "Toilet-" she fell to the floor and barely lifted the seat before heaving into the bowl. He nearly didn't have enough time to grab her hair.

"Oh my God, it hurts... it hurts..." she whined, tears streamed down her face for a different reason now as she rested her cheek against the toilet seat. Kenny ran his hand over her back, trying to comfort her in one of the few ways he would be able to. She trembled from the violent attack on her body, and clutched her lower stomach. "I'm s-so sorry..."

Kenny went to retrieve the pain killer when she needed to change the pad, and paced for awhile in nervousness. He knew when the pain was worse for her, and that had to do with whatever was happening with the pill. He wasn't quite sure what, but the best way he could comprehend the idea was she was forcing herself to have a period with ten thousand times the cramps. He was used to dealing with Karen's now, but this seemed far worse. Kenny was fairly certain that was the worst way to describe it, but it made sense to him and he was sticking with that.

He just wished there was something he could do. He heard her moans and sobs in between her puking, and she opened the door, threw her pants, at him, and demanded he go get her a dress.

"Do you... do you want me to get the stain out?"

"Do you fucking know how?" she asked through the door. Kenny scoffed; she'd be surprised how easy it was to take out blood stains.

"I'll be right back, B," he said, then ran up to her room. He grabbed a simple dress in her closet rather than one of her extravagant homecoming dresses. She had a lot of dresses though, so he chose the one that looked the oldest. He ran downstairs with it in hand, and opened the door.

"D-don't come in!" She gasped; he kept the door open slightly, and outstretched his arm. Bebe grabbed the dress from him, and he shut the door.

His stomach churned when he saw the amount of blood on her jeans. Kenny didn't think about where it came from; if he did it would make him throw up. But it was still enough to make him feel nauseated. He ran up the stairs and to the bathroom connected to her room, and turned the water to "cold". He pulled apart the pant legs, then stuck the rest of the jeans in. He looked away as he squeezed the fabric, twisting it to get as much of the stain out as he possibly could.

Perhaps they should have thought this through better. Pants seemed like the worst option, and jeans were worse than sweatpants. He could only imagine the amount of pain she was going through. Kenny finally looked down and smiled as he noticed quite a bit of the blood had gotten out of the denim. He then grabbed the hand soap, put it on his hands, and quickly scrubbed his fingernails in the fabric.

Rinsing the fabric took awhile, and there was still a bit of a stain. Kenny opened the cupboards and grinned when he found a small bottle of ammonia. He poured nearly a half of a cap onto the jeans and grabbed a wash cloth. He rubbed at it harshly, and was quite proud when most of the stain had finally disappeared. The rest would be washed out in the laundry; for now his job to save the pants was complete. At least he could do that.

Kenny barely had enough time to hang the jeans from the shower rod before he heard a crash from downstairs.

"KENNY!"

In an instant he was out of the bathroom and storming down the stairs. The dark blonde raced to the bathroom and pushed open the door. Bebe lay curled on the floor, clutching her stomach with her knees slightly bent. He about threw up when he saw how much blood there was, and he wondered how she was alive. The only times he ever bled that much was if he died.

Her legs were bloody and the fabric of both her dress and underwear, which he hadn't been looking for, were both stained with dark crimson that made his head swim uneasily.

"H-hey..." he knelt down beside her and lifted her head. She looked half out of it and ready to pass out; hopefully that was just the effect of the pain killer. He grabbed a little bit of toilet paper and dabbed at her mouth, then got a new one and wiped her forehead. She tensed as she tried to lay on him, and her legs suddenly curled. "Shh, you're okay, hon."

He looked in the bath tub and found a clean wash cloth. His arm was barely long enough to reach the faucet, and he adjusted the water to a lukewarm temperature, than wrung it out. He looked at his hands and tried not to think about the fact that he hadn't washed them, and folded the cloth before putting it on Bebe's forehead.

"You're doin' great, girlie," he coaxed, braiding her hair back. She closed her eyes and whimpered softly. "You're gonna be okay."

"I love you," she whispered, looking up at him with pain-filled eyes. He smiled softly and caressed her cheek. "I just... thank you. I couldn't do this with anyone else..."

"I love you too," he replied, and wiped her brow with the rag. She leaned into the gentle touch, and kept pressure on her stomach.

After awhile, Bebe fell asleep on him. Kenny smoothed back her curls that didn't fit in the braid, and pressed a kiss to her temple. He looked her over and bit his lip before crawling out from beneath her. Kenny laid her down on the floor and put his parka beneath her so she had a pillow. he then grabbed another rag from the towel rack, and soaked it with warm water.

"I'm not trying to get in your pants," Kenny mumbled, mostly to himself as he lifted her dress. He raised his eyes as he pulled at the waistband of her underwear.

"Kenny?"

The dark blonde spun around and his face heated when he saw Butters. His jaw dropped, and his brain froze as he looked down at Bebe. "O-oh my God, is she okay?"

"I wasn't gonna do it with her, I swear!"

Butters gave him a look, then burst out laughing. Kenny's cheeks heated and the bright blonde rolled his eyes as he walked up to Kenny.

"I know, doofus. Is she... is she s'posed to be...?" Kenny shrugged.

"Can you go to her room and get a pair of underwear, probably the least nice pair she has. I know she has some really nice things so not those," Butters gave him a look, "I'm just sayin'. Probably just like a... normal pair. I don't know. Oh, and a pair of shorts too. In case this happens again." He didn't look all the way down, but Butters got the point.

"'Course I will. Her flowers can wait." Kenny smiled at that; he knew it.

As soon as Butters ran up stairs, Kenny went back to trying to get her underwear off without actually looking. It wasn't that difficult, but given the circumstances he was trying to be careful. He didn't know what to do with them once they were off, so he shrugged and tossed them in the bathtub. Her parents could deal with it; her mom deserved it.

Kenny carefully washed her legs and thighs with the warm cloth. He had never been near a girl naked like this except when he was going to have sex with her, so this was a very disorienting experience. He kept his eyes away from looking, out of respect and the fake that he was sure if he saw how much blood there was he would puke.

Butters returned and looked surprised when he saw Kenny, yet said nothing as he sat down on the toilet seat and held the garments in his hand.

"Thanks so much," Kenny whispered, then tossed the used rag in the tub along with her old panties. Butters shuddered, then handed Kenny what he had gotten.

"Aw, I remember these ones..." Kenny said, then gave his boyfriend an innocent look. Butters rolled his eyes and watched as Kenny grabbed a pad and put it in place.

"How'd you know how to do that?" He asked curiously.

"It's easy, you take off the band-aid like thingies and fold over the wingy deals and you gots a clean pair of panties." The older boy raised an eyebrow and tried not to laugh at Kenny's explanation. "It kinda feels like a diaper, only it doesn't have that weird stuff in it. It's like gauze I think. Here." Butters caught the pad Kenny threw at him, and looked at it for a moment before he set it on the ground. "Here ya go, B... Lee, can you get a towel and put it on the couch?"

Kenny lifted Bebe carefully and followed Butters into her living room. The shorter boy set down the towel and watched as Kenny lay Bebe back down. He placed a pillow on her stomach that she could hold for slight pressure.

"So..." Butters trailed off, sitting on the floor next to Kenny, "she went through with it." Kenny nodded and sighed softly. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I mean it wasn't my kid..." Kenny trailed off, then shook his head, "I noticed something weird. Like, when I touched Bebe... it's like I felt the energy of the embryo or something. The energy of a second life... and when she made that decision it just felt like doom. I'm not upset that she did it... but I have never felt that empty, ever... and I don't know what's wrong with me."

"What are you thinking?" Butters asked him, caressing his hand as they looked at one another.

"I'm... pretty sure it's another part of my curse. I just don't know for sure. It's never happened before." The bright blonde looked at Kenny and smiled weakly.

"I mean, maybe Death can sense life or something?" He suggested. The younger boy shrugged and looked at his hands. They were dirty, and he didn't want Butters to touch him until he was clean. Butters knew this, and sighed as Kenny walked to the bathroom and washed his hands. He lost himself as he scrubbed his skin beneath the warm water with the soap; it felt like renewal. He could wash away what he had done.

"Two minutes," Butters said from the living room. Kenny sighed heavily and pulled his hands away from the water and dried them on the towel.

They had come up with a system to help each other. Butters had to eat everything on his plate and wait an hour before he even considered going to the bathroom. And Kenny only had two minutes to wash his hands, and he was only allowed to when necessary. In two weeks he was shortening that time to one minute, and Kenny was going to be more lenient about the bathroom rule. So far it had worked for both of them; and when Butters told Kenny he wanted to gain back his weight because he didn't like how he felt, he meant it. And when Kenny said he wanted to try to be more physical, he meant it too.

They were working okay. Things had been good, and it seemed like a breath of fresh air. Finally all of the bad things could disappear from their lives. They had each other, and for the first time they were doing okay. Sure, Kenny was working a lot and Butters was caught up in theatre; but at the end of the night it was Kenny who Butters called to say goodnight. And that was the best feeling in the world.

"I'm proud of you, for this... and for being here for Bebe," Butters said, then rested his head on Kenny's shoulder. The taller boy smiled and pressed a kiss to Butters' forehead. "You're good with this kinda stuff. Maybe you should be a doctor or nurse or something." Kenny scoffed and smiled sadly.

"My mom wanted me to be a doctor... and she was going to school for nursing. I'm only good at this 'cause I've patched myself up so many damn times. I don't know the technical stuff. Yeah, I can list you ever bone, muscle, and organ in the body but that's because every time I go to hell Satan tells me which ones I broke."

"Anatomy 101 with Professor Satan?" Butters teased, earning a laugh from Kenny. His nose crinkled as he snickered, and before he knew it, he captured Butters' lips in a kiss.

"How 'bout Anatomy 101 with Professor Stotch?" The bright blonde giggled at that, and made a noise as Kenny hoisted him on his lap.

"You're the one who's doin' all the teaching, Professor McCormick," Kenny winked.

"Please, call me Kenny," he said in a studious voice. Butters guffawed and cupped Kenny's cheeks as he kissed him. Kenny smiled as he tasted strawberries on his lips, and pulled him in deeper. Butters didn't seem to mind this force; in fact, it made him shiver and his mind grow hazy as his blood rushed south.

"Why are you so freaking good at this?" Butters gasped as they broke apart for a moment. Kenny shrugged, and watched with heavy eyes as Butters tugged one of his lip rings. He leaned forward and put his hand on the back of Butters' head to pull him closer. He parted his lips with his tongue, and shivered as he felt Butters teeth graze down the muscle. He stopped at the metal ball on the tip and flicked it with his own tongue.

Kenny laughed at that, and Butters smiled. As his hand disappeared in his long-sleeved shirt, Kenny realized that Butters had put on some more weight. He personally liked Butters to be a little on the chubby side, as he had been when they were younger... before Kenny died. Of course, he didn't care about Butters' weight in the slightest, but he just seemed his happiest at that weight. He noticed those little things.

"I hate you both," Bebe grumbled groggily with one eye opened. Butters made a squeaking noise and quickly pulled his lips from Kenny's. "No, no, by all means please continue..."

Butters ended up settling on one side of Bebe, with Kenny on the other because she wanted to cuddle both of them. Her nausea was simply that; she no longer felt the urge to throw up, and she appeared to be handling the pain better. Every once in awhile through the rest of "Lilo and Stitch" and then "Toy Story", she would get up to go to the bathroom, granting Kenny and Butters make-out time. Each time she returned to find them in a heavy lip lock, or once with Kenny's hand down Butters' pants, she told them to continue, but they would end up breaking apart and cast each other longing looks. Those looks did not go unnoticed by Bebe.

About a fourth of the way through "Toy Story", Bebe's front door opened. Cold air blew in, and a pink beret flew in the middle of the room. Wendy's laugh was heard and she smiled lovingly at Bebe, who looked at her with shining eyes.

"How are you doing?" Wendy asked, rushing to her side immediately. "I brought you chocolate, a card, some flowers, and "John Tucker Must Die"," Bebe laughed sadly, and Butters turned to Kenny.

"I wonder if John Tucker is related to Craig..." he joked, causing Kenny to laugh a little and shrug, before he stood up. Butters watched him, then sprung into action.

"Oh! I got you something too!" Butters chirped, then ran to the dining room table. Bebe caught Kenny's eye for a moment, and he grimaced. She rolled her eyes and turned back to Wendy. Immediately, she dug into the chocolate, which may or may not have been a good decision.

Butters returned after a few moments, with a bouquet of pink tulips. Bebe hugged him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He seemed proud of himself as he put the tulips in a vase he bought, then stood next to Kenny.

"Well, my dear," Kenny said to Bebe with a knowing grin. She ignored that. "It appears you're in very good hands."

"You're going on a date." Kenny scoffed at Wendy's suggestion and gave her a jokingly offended look.

"No, of course not!" He cried, then nodded, "yeah, we totally are."

"You two are too fucking cute for your own good," Bebe whined, then threw a piece of chocolate at Kenny, who picked it up off the floor and ate it. He shrugged and swallowed it. "Thank you, so much, for all you did... I'm gonna call you tonight or tomorrow, okay?" Kenny nodded and hugged her carefully. She kissed the corner of his mouth, and he repeated the same action.

"Sounds good, Wendy, take good care of her. Let me know if I need to help with anything." The raven-haired girl nodded and wished them both a good time.

They ran to Butters' car, and Kenny took the driver's seat.

"So..." Butters trailed off, "what's the plan, Stan?" Kenny grinned, then held up a finger.

"How 'bout we go study, watch some John Elway clips, and then watch 'Terrance and Phillip' while we fuck, Kyle! That way Kenny can hear us even though we're pretending he isn't here!" They burst out laughing at that, and Butters took his hand as Kenny drove away from Bebe's house.

He grew curious as they left South Park, and even more curious as they drove through Fairplay to Highway 9. Of course, Kenny seemed completely calm as he drove a compromise of 4 miles above the speed limit. He was singing along with the music on Butters' iPod, and froze in mid-chorus when Butters paused it.

"What are we doing?" He couldn't help but ask. Kenny shrugged his shoulders and sent a glittering smile toward Butters, who grimaced. He sighed and looked out the window. The sun was already setting and he was thankful tomorrow was Saturday. He wasn't sure what there was to do in this area at this time, but he chose not to question as Kenny drove North.

"Do you think it's all in my head? He asked. Butters looked at him and furrowed his eyebrows, "that thing with Bebe... and that energy, or whatever. Do you think it's just my imagination?" He shrugged and thought about what he wanted to say before he shook his head.

"I don't, I mean... who knows what kind of things you can do? I mean, maybe you'll eventually be able to feel life. Or maybe the reason you come back is because you somehow feed off the life energy around you-"

"I'm a rechargeable battery?" Kenny teased with a ghost of a smile. The light blonde rolled his eyes yet smile and took his hand.

"No, silly. I just think there is way more about your curse that you don't know... and hopefully you'll be able to figure it out someday. So until you know for sure, I would consider you feeling life part of it. I mean that's kind of like a reaper..." he trailed off for a moment, "but I would keep practicing your telekinesis, who knows when it could come in handy."

"When I don't have hands, duh," Kenny teased with a proud grin on his face as he continued down the road.

It was these moments they cherished. The times where they could just laugh, joke around, and be themselves with no one else around. A lot of times they just talked, endlessly. They could always find something to talk about, and Butters couldn't help but become mesmerized with Kenny whenever he spoke of something he was passionate about. Everything else seemed to fall away, leaving them and their words to entertain themselves.

"Okay, we're obviously going to Frisco..." Butters began, Kenny nodded. "Taco Bell?"

"Ooh, I didn't think about that. We can get churros!" Kenny chirruped with a grin, then turned down the music a little bit. "And share it "Lady and the Tramp" style, huh?" He received a dazzling grin in response, and hummed happily with Butters next to him.

"Of course... but... if we aren't here for Taco Bell, then what are we doing?" Kenny sighed heavily, then turned down the street they nearly passed. Butters looked at him for a moment, then his jaw dropped. "No."

"You told me you wanted to rebel against your parents..."

"B-but-" Kenny stopped the car after he pulled into a parking spot and quickly shut it off. Butters felt his breath hitch as Kenny pressed himself against him and seized his lips in a feverish kiss. Butters felt his body tingle and he gripped his shoulders, trying to draw him closer as they kissed. The ball of Kenny's tongue ring rubbed against upper lip, and in a momentary decision, Butters grabbed his tongue with his lips and sucked slowly.

He heard Kenny moan at the gentle touches, and heard a clattering as Kenny jumped from driver's seat to his seat. Butters let out a hitched mewl as the dark blonde thrust his hips against his. His limbs were practically shaking with want, and Kenny wasn't helping at all; his lust was near desperation as Kenny dominated the movements and kiss.

"G-God, Ken..." he barely managed as he felt his teeth nip at his collarbone. He closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around his back as he raised his hips just slightly. Butters heard a gasp of breath from Kenny, and wished he could hear more of his noises.

"Mmm..." he felt Kenny's lips buzz against his sensitive flesh, "y'know... I didn't bring you here to rebel by making out in your car." Butters laughed a little and looked up at Kenny with glazed over eyes. "I'm just sayin'." He was laughing now, and Butters couldn't help but join in; this was a nice feeling. They didn't have to worry about anyone finding them. This was already the best date ever.

"Okay... what're you gonna do, get me all inked up?" Kenny shrugged and pulled down the collar of his shirt, exposing a new tattoo- the key Butters had drawn. The bright blonde smiled at him and touched it; the skin was still a little red and hotter to the touch, but Kenny always took good care of his tattoos.

"We can do that whenever you want. For now... I was thinking something a little less visible."

"A nose piercing is way more visible than a tattoo I can cover with my shirt." Kenny raised an eyebrow, and Butters blushed. "They look cool."

"Yeah, you'd look really hot with one. But I can imagine one Stephen Stotch thinking you were a demon." Butters lowered his eyes; his parents already thought that. Kenny's face softened, and he caressed Butters' cheek. "You can do whatever you want to. We don't even have to go there at all... we could go to Taco Bell, then try to go train-hopping. Or, if you don't like that, then we could go to a nice restaurant and we can go to Denver and do some stuff."

Butters looked at him and saw the determination to make this a great Valentine's Day for him. Of course, neither of them had ever spent the holiday with someone before, and going on actual dates was a newer concept to Kenny than it was for Butters. What he liked was his ideas were so different and spontaneous; never cliche.

"I think..." Butters trailed off, taking Kenny's hand, "I wanna get my belly button pierced."

Butters cried out as Kenny lifted up his shirt and planted kiss from his chest all the way to his navel. He couldn't help but wish Kenny would go lower when he stopped his trail of kisses; yet he watched the curious expression on his face.

"Yeah, go for it, dude... I was just trying to think of what it would look like." Butters tilted his head.

"Bad?" Kenny snorted and shook his head.

"No way, it'd be damn tempting for me not to play with it, though." He smiled at that, and ruffled the dark blonde's hair. Kenny scrunched his face a little at that, and tried biting at Butters' wrist.

"You are too adorable for your own good, Kenneth." He received a shrug at that, and silently wished he would stay when he opened the door and stood outside. Butters realized how awkward this probably looked to to anyone passing by, and hurried to step out of the car; Kenny didn't seem to care, however.

"Are you getting a new piercing?" Kenny shrugged and lifted his shirt; four studs glittered at his hips from the microdermals he loved so much, and Butters couldn't help but notice how muscular Kenny had gotten. He had always been muscular; but the that he was eating more and working out was definitely showing. A blush crept on his cheeks, and Kenny smirked.

"Like what you see?" He teased, putting his arm around Butters' waist. The blonde just hummed and rested his head on Kenny's shoulder as they walked to the tattoo and piercing parlor.

Kenny opened the door and gawked as he saw a person on one of the chairs in the process of getting a tattoo filled. Not just any person, however.

"Little brother!" Kenny facepalmed and Butters snickered as Kevin grinned at them, "what brings you here? See, I told you he was gay."

"I'm not-" Kenny faltered, then waved his older brother off. In an instant, he was in a bone-crushing hug by his mom's friend Liz. He smiled as she kissed his cheek and looked at him with a sort of motherly look. He had seen her a lot more lately; sometimes he would drive up just to talk to her. It was like his last connection to his mother; one other person to notice her absence in life. He figured Kevin did that as well. "Hey, Liz..."

"Jesus Christ, I swear you grew another inch... you two are giants." She said, then smoothed out his parka. He smiled a little at her and noticed her gaze went to Butters. "Oh, I remember you, sweetie. You were just a shy little thing." Butters blushed and Kenny smiled down at him. Liz turned to Kevin with an amused look. "You're tellin' me these two are dating?"

"I wouldn't call it datin', it's more like they're God damn soul mates or somethin'," He shook his head and looked at the work on his arm; he grinned in satisfaction.

"That time you came in for your birthday, your mom told me she had a feeling about you two. A good feeling, but man, Carrie could see things way before anyone else. Psychic or something, Jesus... so I'm glad to see it happened for you two." Butters blushed darker and mumbled a "thank you." "So, what can I do for you today, Kenny?"

"It's not me this time, this one wants a piercing." Kevin's jaw dropped and he guffawed.

"Butters?!" He cried, "holy shit!" Liz smiled however, and flipped off the near-twenty year old, who was waiting patiently for her return.

"Aren't you s'posed to be with your girlfriend?" Kenny grumbled, earning a nod.

"Yeah, she's here. She just went to get some food 'cause she's hungry. And finishing my sleeve was my present 'cause she thinks it's sex-"

"I DON'T WANNA HEAR ABOUT YOU AND SHELLY!" Kenny cried, then covered his ears. Kevin just smirked in smug satisfaction and tried not to laugh as Butters snickered. Liz gave the bright blonde an amused look and stood in front of him.

"What are you looking to have done, sweetie?" He shrugged and lifted his shirt a little.

"I was t-thinking my b-b-belly button," he stammered and lowered his eyes as he saw Kenny look his way. It was uncommon for him to stutter nowadays, and he never did around Kenny. But apparently when Kenny wasn't paying attention that changed. Liz just smiled at him, and ushered him over to a chair.

Kevin winked slowly at him, which caused the seventeen year old to roll his eyes but smile a little bit.

"Okay, lean back for me, baby." Butters did and looked to Kenny for reassurance. Suddenly he was scared, and in an instant, Kenny was at his side. He took his hand in his, and let Butters squeeze as hard as he needed to. "All right, so what I'm going to do is first clean the skin around the area, then clamp it. The needle will go through really fast, it's gonna hurt a bit, but this really only takes a couple of minutes, if that."

"And the clamp hurts worse than the piercing," Kenny said assuredly, "you probably won't even feel the needle." Liz gave him a look and he smiled impishly at her.

"Takin' my job, are you?" He shrugged and smirked, then brushed his fingers through Butters' hair.

They both watched as Liz marked his stomach with the pen and adjusted it to make sure it would go through straight. She then grabbed the clamp, and put it on the top of his navel. Butter winced and tightened his hold on Kenny's hand. He had no clue how Kenny didn't do anything but blink for his piercings.

"Okay, this is the needle," Kenny laughed as Butters' eyes bugged wide, "and with the pressure from the clamp I wouldn't think this would hurt nearly as bad." Butters nodded slowly and felt Kenny's thumb brush over the back of his hand.

He whimpered as the needle went through his skin, and felt his head swim as he stared at it lodged through both ends. Liz left it, then put a cork on the point before she went to grab a ring.

"You okay?" Kenny asked quietly. Butters nodded feebly and caught Kevin's gentle smile as well.

"See? It wasn't so bad, was it?" Butters shook his head. "Some hurt really bad. One of my buds got his nipples done and that was funny as fuckin' shit. But then there's the Prince Albert, who the fuck would actually do that shit? Jesus." Kenny coughed in his sleeve after Kevin spoke.

"What's a Prince Albert?" Butters asked, earning two identical smirks from the McCormick brothers. He shrank away at that, and heard Liz laugh as she returned with the ring.

"It's a piercing along the urethra and the glans," she explained with a bit of a smile and raised eyebrows to Kenny, who took that moment to examine the various tattoo art on the wall. Butters looked between them, and then furrowed his eyebrows.

"So, in other words it's a dick piercing," Kevin simply said, causing Butters to look at Kenny now. The tall blonde was trying not to laugh and hide his face, and as he looked at Kevin, he saw a blank look sent his way, "ahh hell, really, dude?!"

"I have no clue what you're talking about," Kenny said, earning a blushing grin from Butters. Liz just shook her head as she tightened the ring, then pushed on the metal ball to each side. Kevin looked mildly disgusted but said nothing more.

"Since this is your first piercing I'll give you $10 off, and I'll include some extra cleaning solution for this. It's just a saline solution, and a lot of times you can use a sea salt and water mixture too. You'll want to clean it at least twice a day, Kenny's been really good about taking care of his. This one," she pointed to Kevin, "on the other hand, probably never cleaned his in his life."

"I have too!" He fought, Butters smiled a little at Kenny; he knew exactly why he was so good about making sure the piercings were clean.

"Yeah, yeah..." Liz dismissed with a chuckle. Kevin flipped her off, and she threw a Kleenex box at him. "Watch it, buster," she warned. Liz turned back to Butters and Kenny, who handed her the $50 owed for the piercing. Butters gawked, and Kenny waved him off. "Well look at you," she said with an adoring smile, then looked at Butters, "he's a keeper," she whispered, quickly running the money through the register. Kenny nudged him and Butters just hummed happily.

"Thanks, Liz," Kenny said, hugging her again. She nodded and squeezed him tight for a moment, then hugged Butters. He was shocked for a moment, but returned the gesture; she reminded him a lot of Kenny's mom. It was nice that she still kept in contact with them, he thought. "Hey, Kev?"

"Yup," was the reply he received.

"I would suggest doing something nice for Shelly," Kevin nodded and smiled at his brother.

"'Course I am, what did you think I was gonna do? Nah, I kinda got somethin' planned," he pulled out a box and Kenny's eyes widened. He opened the box, however, and the younger brother's eyes narrowed on the brunette.

"Why the hell would she want a gum wrapper ring?" Kevin smiled and held up another small ring.

"'Cause, it was the first thing she gave me, dingus. At that stupid Cirque Du Chevelle thingy. She has the option for either/or."

"That's..." Butters trailed off with an amazed expression, "that's perfect, Kevin." The man smiled proudly and thanked him.

They left the parlor after that, and talked about how amazing it was that Kevin was actually going to propose to Shelly. It would be a nice reassurance, but Kenny knew that she wouldn't want to get married while pregnant. Which was understandable; she was already showing pretty well and she was only five months along.

It was a mutual decision to go to Taco Bell, as this seemed to be their thing for some odd reason, and ate in the car while sharing a joint. By the time their dinner was finished, they were getting hungry again, and Butters said they could just go to Kyle's and make a pizza. They shared a churro on the way home, and if Butters wasn't chattering away, he was trying to turn Kenny on.

"Do you think we should check on Bebe?" Butters asked after a lull of silence. Kenny shrugged and then nodded. He watched Butters type a message in his phone, and then stared at it in anticipation for a new text. Once his chime went off, he grinned. "Well, she and Wendy look pretty comfortable." He showed Kenny a picture of Bebe laying on Wendy as they watched some movie. The dark blonde smiled sadly. "I wish Wendy was bi or something, she's just leading her on."

"It's sad, but... Bebe knows. I just... she isn't gonna be okay for awhile, and I don't think she's looking to be with anyone. So, whatever Wendy can do... let her." Butters smiled and played with Kenny's fingers as they drove into the South Park limits.

"Hey, can we drive by my house?" The younger boy nodded and drove passed main street, to the residential areas. Butters lived one block from Kyle, so after an extra half minute, they found themselves outside of Butters' house. The lights were off, and Butters hit the garage door opener in his car. His eyes lit up when he saw his parents' car wasn't parked, and he turned to Kenny. "My... my parents aren't home."

Kenny pulled up to the curb and turned off the car; they were going back to Kyle's regardless.

"What... what are you thinking?" Kenny asked. Butters shrugged.

"Kyle and Stan are probably having an all night fuck-fest right now... and... some alone time with you would be nice." Kenny smiled and kissed him gently.

"I... I think we could do that," he offered, then got out of the car and opened the passenger door for Butters. The bright blonde took his hand, and quickly hurried to the door. He practically pushed Kenny in his house, to make sure none of his neighbors saw.

"What about..." Butters trailed off, as he stared at Kenny in the darkness of his house. He bit his lip, and gave a gentle pull toward the stairs, "what if... I wanted to... um..." Kenny tilted his head, and tucked a lock of Butters' hair behind his ear, "go all the way with you. Would you... do you think...?"

The dark blonde leaned down and captured Butters' lips in a heated kiss. He lifted him in his arms, and couldn't help but smile as he felt his legs wrap around him.

"I've wanted to for awhile... I just didn't know how you felt. I'm ready, Kenny, I am if you are." Kenny smiled and said nothing, yet carried him up the stairs. With every step he placed a tiny kiss on his lips, at the corner of his mouth, his nose... where ever he could touch. As he entered Butters' room, he closed and locked the door, just to be safe, and Butters closed his blinds. The glow in the dark stars provided enough light to guide them to the bed, and Butters looked up at Kenny, who sat on the bed next to him.

"I think we should just see how it goes, okay?" Kenny finally said, Butters nodded, then silenced him with his lips. They moaned together as Kenny's tongue slipped passed Butters' lips and ventured into his mouth. Butters slipped out of his shoes and socks, Kenny did the same, and they collapsed onto his bed in a pile of limbs and kisses and moans.

His fingers teased Kenny's nipples, causing him to gasp and squirm as his hips rocked with Butters' in a rhythm they had set. He sighed as Butters left a trail of kisses down his abdomen and couldn't help but cup his bottom as he rotated his hips in that almost unbearable rolling motion. Butters hovered over Kenny as he pulled off his pajama pants and ghosted his hand over the bulge in his boxers, causing Kenny to shudder and close his eyes.

The bright blonde squeaked as he was flipped over on his back. Kenny smiled down at him before he dominated his mouth with a kiss forceful enough to make Butters' toes curl. The smaller boy arched his hips as Kenny fit himself between his legs. Butters moaned as he felt Kenny buck his hips against him, causing him to claw at Kenny's bare back and whimper unintelligibly. He fumbled to undo his jeans; Kenny quickly helped unzip them and pull them down his smooth legs. They fell in a heap on the floor and Butters sighed as he wrapped his legs around Kenny's waist.

"K-K-Kenny..." Butters moaned loudly as his mouth dove into the valley of his collarbone. He nipped and sucked at the skin as his hands massaged his lower back and rump, which caused Butters' legs to spread even more. He swore he felt like a dog in-heat and if it weren't his first time he'd ask Kenny to fuck him right then and there. But he knew it would hurt. He also knew that now, more than ever, Kenny would be gentle.

Kenny pulled off their boxers and grabbed both of their arousals in his hand. He slowly pumped them together, in a way that made Butters almost lose it right then and there. Butters cried out and bucked upwards, causing Kenny to stiffen and stop his movements.

"D-don't..." Kenny murmured, looking down at Butters.

"I'm sorry, I..." Kenny shook his head and captured his lips in a passionate kiss, slower than the others. He began stroking once more and Butters made sure he didn't thrust. He could already feel he was close, so he told Kenny to stop.

"Kenny, I... I want this, I want you..." Butters whispered, stroking his cheek. Kenny smiled and kissed him once more before pulling away momentarily. He opened Butters' nightstand drawer and smiled when he saw the lube tucked under some lotion. Butters moaned when he heard the cap open and Kenny shook his head as he coated his fingers heavily with the lubricant.

He crawled down Butters' body and settled in between his legs once more. He so wanted to give him a blowjob yet he knew the smaller boy was close. So he resorted to kissing and nipping the skin of his inner thigh as he massaged his lower back to relax him. Kenny felt Butters tense slightly when his index finger probed at his hole, so he reached up to his stomach and rubbed soothing circles on the flesh. With a nod from Butters, he lowly inserted one finger and felt his muscles clench and unclench as it got used to the foreign intrusion.

"You okay?" Kenny asked Butters softly, who nodded and gasped as the burning coursed through his blood. But he wanted this. He wanted Kenny. The pain was replaced with need as he moaned.

"You can move..." he whispered breathlessly, then gasped as Kenny's finger slid almost effortlessly in the rest of the way. He was relaxed, he was eager, and he wasn't scared. He felt his finger begin to pull out and he giggled at the weird feeling, yet gasped as it found a rhythm that burned... yet felt so good. He felt his finger working to stretch him and he arched his back as a second finger entered him. He shuddered as he got used to the feeling and Kenny laughed quietly as he pressed gentle kisses to his thighs. "Y-you're... wow..." he couldn't form proper words, but it was enough to make Kenny smile against his skin.

"You're so smooth..." he murmured against Butters' skin, "so beautiful..." the bright blonde blushed, although his cheeks were already flushed from the blood rush and he laced his fingers with Kenny's hand at his hip. He was pressing his thumb just above his pelvis which caused him to find more pleasure in his ministrations.

Butters cried out as Kenny's fingers hooked slightly and found his prostate. His body jerked and he clung to Kenny as he deepened his movements. Butters' entire body rocked from the impact of Kenny's slow, but thorough digits and it left Butters in a mess of moans and mewls as he scratched at his bed and at Kenny's hair.

"Oh God, oh hnnnnngh Ken... K-Kenny... I want you. Now. Please?" his mouth was parted as he let out a string of moans. Butters grimaced as he felt Kenny's fingers pull out of him; suddenly he felt very empty. Suddenly that warm fire in his belly went cold. His body felt open and he couldn't help but feel his arousal burn stronger as he watched Kenny stroke his cock while he grabbed a condom. Butters grabbed his hand and shook his head.

"You're sure?" Butters nodded.

"You didn't... you're clean... I need to feel you," Kenny smiled and dropped the condom on the floor as he squirted some more lube on his hand and rubbed it on his length, then around Butters' entrance once more. "K-Kenny..."

Butters' knees bent as he spread his legs as far as possible for him. Kenny fit in between the space perfectly as he lined up the head of his cock with Butters' entrance. Suddenly he felt nervous; yet he felt Kenny's shaky breath and knew he was too.

"I love you," Butters whispered, caressing his face once more. He saw the slight fear in Kenny's eyes, "we... we don't have to..." Kenny laughed and shook his head as silenced him with a passionate kiss that made him swoon.

"Lee, I want this as long as you do. If you're ready then I'm ready." His voice was quiet and vulnerable, as if they were back to two months ago. But Butters knew he was sincere. He nodded, and pressed their lips together again. "I love you... so much."

His eyes squeezed shut as he felt his girth practically split him open as the tip of Kenny's arousal slid into Butters. He stopped moving and breathed heavily as he caressed Butters' face. The bright blonde kissed him deeply and held the back of his head as he ran his hands through his hair. It was reassurance for them both.

"Are you okay?" Kenny whispered against his skin, pressing a kiss to his forehead. Butters smiled and nodded as he rubbed their noses together. Their eyes locked and Kenny could see Butters was holding back tears. "I-if you want to stop, let me know." He shook his head, however, and smiled up at his boyfriend. Kenny's cheeks were flared pink and even in the dim lamp light he could see the light freckles that speckled under his cerulean eyes.

"I'm m-more than okay... are you?" Kenny nodded as he toyed with his fingers, then nuzzled his face in Butters neck. He placed innocent kisses along the tender skin. "Y-you can... you can move, I think."

He hissed an intake of breath as he felt his muscles contract against Kenny's large member. Butters moaned quietly, mostly due to pain as he cautiously and softly rolled his hips into his. It was loving, however, and the burning would subside, he knew that. His legs wrapped around his waist and hugged him tightly as he began to rock his hips in time with Kenny's.

Butters couldn't help but giggle as he held Kenny tightly. He had never felt so close to someone. He had been so afraid to feel like this but Kenny was always there; always so patient and kind. Butters wouldn't have it any other way and he never wanted to be like this with another human being. It was Kenny. Only and always Kenny. He looked surprised when Kenny started laughing with him as well, and in that moment Butters held the boy tight in his arms as they giggled, for no apparent reason, together.

His quiet moans and panting encouraged Butters and caused his hard cock to twitch in even more arousal. He lifted Kenny's chin and kissed him passionately as he moaned loudly in his mouth; this time out of pleasure. The dark blonde smiled above him, and chuckled quietly as they locked their gazes once more.

"I love you," Kenny murmured, voice sounding so quiet against the sound of the bed creaking softly. and his own quiet whimpers. It was so erotic to Butters, so perfect, it made his toes curl and his back arch.

"I love you too. God, I..." he trailed off in a mewl as Kenny's hands pressed hard against his hips. Butters cried out as his whole body shook and lifted when Kenny brushed against his prostate. He had never felt something so good. He felt full, complete, and he wanted this all the time. There would never be anything quite like the feeling of Kenny making him feel 100% there, whole; he clawed and clung to him even tighter as he pleaded to hold on to this feeling. He just hoped Kenny felt the same; but as he looked deep in his eyes, he knew he didn't have to worry.

Their moans and sighs filled the almost silent room. He could smell them, together, and it drove Butters wild as Kenny attacked his neck and chest with kisses to stifle his crescendo of cries. He swore it would be his favorite scent, other than the smell of pot, cigarettes, and mint that always seemed to cling to Kenny. The heat radiating from their bodies and his lust only made Butters desperate for more as he found himself creeping toward the edge.

"K-K-Kenny...!" Butters' piercing wail tore through Kenny's eardrums and he smiled against his skin. He felt his nails, more like claws, dig into his back. He was sure he drew blood as he dug into his skin but Kenny didn't mind. In fact, it made him shiver and he buried his arousal as far as he could into Butters, who only seemed to want more. "D-don't stop, o-oh God..." he repeated over and over. Kenny could make his moans a symphony.

Kenny felt that familiar tug and knew he was getting close. His cock twitched and he caught Butters' mouth in a sloppy kiss, which suppressed his animalistic moans as his body jerked erratically in response to the buildup of his release, that caused his nerves and muscles to spasm in time with Kenny's filling thrusts.

"O-oh... nnnnngh." Kenny couldn't help but laugh at his keening voice. Butters giggled, which somehow turned into the sexiest growl Kenny had ever heard as he bit hard on his neck.

Kenny cried out at that as he pumped Butters' arousal faster, in tandem with his erratic thrusts. "I'm... oh God." Butters smiled against his skin as he licked the blood that trickled from the red bites. Kenny shuddered at the cool, soothing touch of his tongue and he rested his head on Butters' shoulder as he slowed and deepened his movements; much to delight of his more than compliant boyfriend.

"D-don't hold on for me..." Butters gasped out as he started to shake, "j-just don't stop..." His face was flushed bright and sweat dripped from his forehead. His lips were parted as quiet moans poured from his vocal chords. "Come on, darlin'," he keened, causing Kenny to shudder violently as his body tensed and stilled as he came. His limbs trembled as his vision was blinded by white and red and he cried out, loud enough for all of Colorado to hear as he felt Butters writhe under him. Kenny's stomach was splashed with Butters' seed. He remained buried inside of him as he panted on top of his boyfriend.

Kenny trembled as he felt Butters run his finger through the trail of his own semen on his stomach and lifted his finger to Kenny's mouth. The dark blonde smirked and engulfed his index finger in his mouth and sucked every last drop off, causing his boyfriend to whimper as his dick twitched painfully from new lust.

They kissed passionately and Butters whined against him as Kenny finally pulled out. He shivered as his seed leaked out of him, running down his thighs and onto his bed. He wanted to feel that boiling heat. He wanted to feel complete. He wanted Kenny.

But as Kenny caressed his stomach and back and curled himself against his side, Butters knew this was completion as well. Because he did have Kenny. He would always have him. The boy simply awakened an insatiable lust Butters didn't even know he had.

"That... was... oh my God, Kenny..." Butters panted as he rested his head on Kenny's shoulder. He felt his cool, long fingers caress his lower back and the curve of his ass and he smiled softly. "When can we do that again?" Kenny laughed as he pressed his nose against Butters' and looked deeply into his eyes. Butters saw his blue pools shine with happiness.

"Whenever you want, hon..." Kenny mumbled, "are you okay?" Butters nodded as he felt Kenny's hand massage his cheeks. "Shit, I soaked you." Butters giggled and Kenny smiled at his laugh.

"I like it, no, I love it." He hummed happily against his shoulder and closed his eyes as they kissed lazily once more, "Ken, I can't help but ask... are you okay?" The darker blonde tensed a little, and Butters took his hand in his.

"Yeah... believe it or not," Kenny murmured sleepily against his temple. "It... I was scared for so long, but you've shown me that there is nothing to be afraid of. You... I trust you, Lee. I honestly don't know if I could ever be this close to anyone else again. It's you, I trust you. Out of all the monsters you're the lamb."

"Baaaah..." Butters couldn't help but bleat, causing Kenny to chortle against his sweaty arm.

"Oh, bah yourself," Kenny grumbled jokingly, Butters threw his head back and laughed even more, "But, you've always had me. Even when I was working the streets, and even when I was kind of the school slut. I just... you've always had me and I realize that now more than ever. And I know I'm nothing but a wolf in sheep's clothing but... this is the closest I'll ever be to being innocent, being a lamb. I mean obviously, I can't bah." He tried to put humor in his words, but he saw the look Butters gave him, and lowered his eyes.

"You are what you want to be, Ken," Butters mumbled, "maybe I'm a lamb who wants to be a wolf... or maybe I'm a lamb who just wants to howl at the moon. And maybe you're a wolf who knows deep down all you were ever meant to be was a lamb. Or maybe you're a lamb who sees a wolf when you see your reflection. You are more innocent than you think... than you know. When I look at you, all I see is you. I don't think your innocence has anything to do with what you've done. At the end of the day, you're the one chasing butterflies and fireflies with your sister so she can catch a fairy. You're the one who sees the good in everyone. That is far more pure than... anyone else I know." Kenny smiled weakly as his lip trembled. Butters caught the young look in his eyes and tightened his grasp around him.

"This is why I love you," Kenny whispered softly against his shoulder. Butters smiled and tucked his head on his.

"Will it always be like this?" He asked. The younger boy tilted his head, "having sex... I mean. Will it be like...?" Kenny shrugged his shoulders.

"I sure hope so," he mused, squeezing his lover's hand. "It depends on what you want, I guess." Butters tilted his head, "that... there's like, I dunno, I consider different kinds of sex. That I'd classify as making love." Butters smiled happily, "then there's sex which is like that but not so..."

"Intimate?" Kenny nodded.

"And then there's fucking, which is like... pretty much everything else. All the quickies and the kinky shit are classified as fucking in my book." Butters nodded and leaned on his elbow as he looked down at Kenny, who was still breathing heavily and laying fully naked in full view before him. He didn't realize how beautiful he was; Butters couldn't help but touch his taut stomach and run his finger down his leg. Kenny caught his gaze before he watched his movements.

"We can fuck though, right?" Kenny nodded, looking a little shocked to hear the word from his boyfriend's lips. "'Cause... I wanna. If you do." Kenny shivered and shifted so Butters could lay on him now. His heart was beating erratically.

"Will do, just tell me when..." he trailed off, closing his eyes as he rested his head atop Butters'. "Hey... hey, Lee?" He asked after quite some time had gone by. The bright blonde had kept a pattern of running his hands through his hair, and Kenny found himself fighting off sleep. "T-thank you..."

"Ken..." Butters trailed off, his heart swelled and his eyes seemed to sting. "I love you, and... I know we don't talk about it, and that's okay. But this... what we just did... means more to me than you will ever know. You trusted me with this... you trust me. And... no matter what, I'll always have that part of you." Kenny nodded and caressed Butters' side. "Just like you have this, you have me. No one will ever take this from us." Kenny's lips lazily pressed against his, and Butters fell into the chaste kiss.

"Kay," was all Kenny said, then he looked down at Butters and ran his fingers through his hair. "Happy... Happy Valentine's Day." Butters grinned and kissed Kenny's chest before he closed his eyes.

"You're making this pretty tough to beat, how will you ever top this next year?" Butters teased, earning a breathy laugh from his boyfriend, who was about to pass out.

"I dunno, it'll involve a churro, your butt, and some wh-"

"Butters, are you home?!"

Kenny and Butters both sprung out of bed at the shout. The bright blonde looked at his boyfriend with frightened eyes.

"U-uh, yeah...! I-I needed to grab... m-my toothbrush! I forgot my toothbrush when I went to Kyle's!"

"You're supposed to be asleep right now!" Butters pointed to the window as Kenny hurried to dress. He zipped up his pants and grabbed his shirt and parka, then bolted for the window. "Is someone in there with you?!"

"N-no, sir! I tripped!" He paused, then helped Kenny open the window, "go!" he whispered, wincing as Kenny took a clumsy leap from the window, onto the slanted roof. He turned and shut his window just in time, and Kenny bolted down the front yard and hid behind Butters' car. He sat on the asphalt and quickly pulled on his shirt, then zipped his coat.

He waited in silence to hear the front door open, and couldn't help but breathe a relieved sigh when he heard Butters' voice say goodbye to his parents.

"Kenny?" He whispered loudly. At that, Kenny popped up from behind his car and waved, before ducking once more. Butters ran over and opened the door, then waited for Kenny to crawl in the passenger seat. "Holy Jesus, Mary and Joseph that was close." Kenny laughed silently next to him as he ducked below the window. The bright blonde started the car and drove down the block before he burst into laughter. "My dad said one of his friends heard "that McCormick boy" was buying abortion pills." Kenny shrugged and stared at his hands.

"Better they know it's me than Bebe," Butters sighed sadly and took his hand.

"You know, everyone has the wrong image of you." Kenny looked at him with sad eyes and shrugged his shoulders once more.

"Nah, not really. Remember, what we just talked about?" Butters nodded and felt his heart ache as he saw the hurt in his boyfriend's eyes. He knew the things they said about him bothered him. He was more than white trash, he was more than a poor boy, more than a prostitute, a slut, an easy fuck. He was more than a wolf in sheep's clothing.

"Yeah..." the bright blonde trailed off as he parked outside of Kyle's house. The younger boy looked to him expectantly, unsure of what he was about to say. "you're selfless, Kenneth. You're willing to take the fall for anyone else in hopes their reputation isn't black like yours shouldn't be. You're the lamb in wolf's clothing. And it's not fair to you. But I know this. And I love you. I don't care what anyone says or thinks of us. I've never been happier, and you're the only person I trust in this messed up world. We have each other. And yeah, we made love tonight. Yeah, it's Valentine's Day... but I see so much more in it than that. I love you, Kenny McCormick. No matter what, always and forever, I will love you. In this world or the next... it's us. I will love you, always, mortal or not, for all eternity."

Butters felt his lip tremble as Kenny buried his head in his chest; he suddenly felt small in his arms. Butters held him tight and pressed a kiss to his head as he rubbed his back. Yet as Kenny pulled away, Butters realized he wasn't crying; perhaps he just needed to be held.

"For... for all eternity?" Kenny asked in that vulnerable voice of his. The bright blonde saw he struck a chord with him; suddenly he looked like a scared child, waiting to be let down. So he nodded, and laughed when Kenny smiled.

"Yes, I promise." Kenny smiled and made a quiet noise as Butters let a few tears fall from his eyes. "In life or in death, and everywhere in between. Across oceans, across worlds, dimensions, galaxies, heaven and hell, purgatory and limbo, I will love you, and only you, for all eternity."