(A/n: Please enjoy)


Chapter 23: Acknowledged Feelings

Where the hell is Tweek going at this time of night Kyle wonders as he opens his eyes. Any students caught out in the halls past midnight, no matter the reason, will be punished. But not just that individual alone, even their roommates will suffer the consequences. Kyle sits up with a sigh, pulls the covers off of him, then swings his legs over the edge of his bed and sits there. First the blonde didn't show up to his second period class, then he unexpectedly disappeared and came back once school ended, and now he's sneaking out past midnight. Slouching forward slightly, Kyle pinches the bridge of his nose whilst shaking his head. Both Kenny and Tweek have been acting really odd lately, Kenny rarely talks to Kyle anymore and he doesn't come to their room either, always going to Mark's room when school's over and on the weekends. Tweek, however, is another case. Kyle knows very well the cause of his cold behavior, but today he seemed different. Locking eyes with him earlier only proved that something was bothering the teen, Kyle could confirm that much.

"Just what is going on with those two?" The redhead gets out of bed, slips on his shoes, and heads out of the room. Closing the door behind him, he glances down both ends of the hallway, narrowing his eyes in suspicion when he sees the back of someone's silhouette turning the corner on his right. "Tweeky's heading to the courtyard," Luke suddenly informs. Oh so now his inner twin decided to speak, after saying not one single word to him at all for the last few days. Kyle found it more strange than blissful when his twin was quiet for so long, but didn't really think too much into it seeing as how he had his own problems to deal with.

"Done giving me the sudden silent treatment?" Kyle thinks as he quietly walks in the direction of the closed off yard, which is where the mysterious individual went.

Luke doesn't reply for a moment. "Why aren't you teleporting there? You can beat him to it."

Kyle stops at the edge of the corner, then slowly peeks out from behind it, frowning when he sees no one in the other hallway. "Don't dodge the question." Thinking he'd been detected, Kyle conceals his presence as he goes into the next hall, just in case the person tries something.

"...I was doing something."

Kyle maintains his frown at the vague answer, and knows that pushing for a better one won't get him anywhere so he drops it. He continues to walk without producing any sounds from his feet, rounding another corner on the left a few seconds later that has a short passageway with a set of black double doors on the upper left hand side. At the end is a dead end. As Kyle approaches the dark pair, back in the previous hallway a brown door slowly pulls back to reveal a pitch dark room and matching eyes that has a peculiar gleam in them.

Once Kyle is in front of the duo doors, he pushes one of them forward, glad that not a creak is heard, and is immediately greeted by the cool night air. He doesn't shiver as he steps outside allowing the door to close on it's own at a leisure pace, and shut without a sound. The moon is shining brightly from behind the mass of grey clouds, lighting the earth in a faint silver glow.

Lime-green eyes scan the area for wild blonde hair as the owner of the orbs step out from under the breezeway, spotting the teen sat on a bench with his attention to the sky. "Why are you out here past curfew?" Kyle asks breaking the peaceful silence as he walks toward Tweek. Said teen flinches at the sound of his unforeseen voice, but doesn't look nor answers him. Kyle stops by the bench eying the blonde with narrowed eyes and a frown of slight irritation. But after a moment he sighs and sits down next to Tweek, facing his body to look at him.

"What's bothering you?"

Tweek looks down and at the rose bushes across from them with a blank gaze. "Why do you care?"

"I don't," Kyle shrugs. "I thought it wouldn't hurt to listen to whatever you had to get off your chest for a little while, but since you obviously don't wanna tell me let's go back to the room then."

He watches as Tweek's face morphs into a scowl, and his hands in his lap curl into fists. "That's the reason right there." He glares at the redhead. "It's cuz you're a God damn asshole." Then he looks back at the bushes.

Kyle looks away as well with another sigh. And most call him stubborn. An awkward silence takes it's place around the two, and not even the chirping cricket can dissipate it. "Let me talk to him." Kyle instantly denies the idea with the shake of his head. "Idiot, unless you wanna stay out here until the sun comes up I suggest you let me do it. I know how to get him to talk unlike you."

"He doesn't like neither of us in case you've forgotten, so what makes you think he'll open up to you?" Kyle isn't sure what methods Luke might use on Tweek, and it's reason enough not to let him have control over his body.

"...You have a point..." Luke mumbles in defeat.

"Idiot," Kyle retorts back before directing his eyes at Tweek again, whom is still wearing the same angry expression although it softened some, then down towards the blonde's fists. Hesitantly, Kyle inches his own hand towards Tweek's, slowly placing his palm on the back of cold pale skin. Blue-green eyes look over at Kyle in slight shock and bewilderment, nervous lime-green meeting his and holding their gaze. Kyle waits for him to pull his hand away, but he doesn't. He just looks at him with an unwavering stare. Kyle takes that opportunity to speak.

"I get that I'm an asshole, a stubborn one actually. But that doesn't mean I won't hear you out, even if I come off as a total dick about it. I..." He feels his lips curl into a sad small smile, and breaks eye contact to look at the ground. "I used to be the President of the Student Committee, whether I wanted to or not I had to listen to other students' and even some teachers complaints and problems. I know that this is different from those, but still..." He gives Tweek's hand a light squeeze, and looks at him with a soft smile. "I'm right here to listen, and I'll try to help the best I can. Just trust me."

There is silence once again though it's not awkward like the previous one, Tweek gaping at the redhead with uncertainty in his faintly glossy orbs. He blinks then looks to the grass beneath his feet, his hands going slack on his lap. "Kyle...I..."

"Well ain't that sweet," someone abruptly interrupts. "Having a little bounding time out here?"

Both teens snap their attention to the breezeway, Kyle narrowing his eyes while Tweek widens his orbs once again. Walking out into the yard is a blonde with abyss black eyes wearing a black tank top, his hands stuffed into his matching jogging pants, and bedroom shoes.

"Trent," Kyle practically hisses as he stands up from the bench. Tweek takes a moment before doing the same, feeling he's seen the other blonde before. "You were the one out in halls weren't you?"

Trent Boyett cocks his head back slightly, giving him a faint grin. "And what if I was? What're you gonna do about it 'former President'?"

Kyle hardens his glare. "President or not, I'm still a member of the Student Committee."

Trent waves him off while lowering his head and losing his smirk, now looking uninterested. "Yeah good for you. Anyway mind movin' outta the way? I got business with the other guy."

Tweek blinks in confusion. "But I don't know you."

"Doesn't matter," Trent gives him a one arm shrug. "I'm gonna make this quick anyway."

Kyle turns around to face the puzzled Tweek. "Let's go, this guy is someone you don't want to be involved with." He scowls back at the taller blonde. "He's just as bad as Craig and his group." Tweek frowns deeply at the mention of 'The Dangerous Three', but doesn't say anything.

Trent gives Kyle an annoyed glare. "Quit acting like you're his overprotective boyfriend. I'm just gonna ask him one question, and that's it."

At the word 'boyfriend', Kyle couldn't stop his mind from showing him a brief image of him and Tweek locking lips, relaxing to the warm and pleasant feeling that coursed throughout his entire body amidst it. Against his will a bright shade of red makes itself known on Kyle's pale cheeks, and he places the back of his hand up to his lips, feeling his face getting hot in embarrassment.

Widening his eyes slightly, Trent stares at the blushing teen. Without looking at the greatly confused Tweek, Kyle grabs his hand with his free one and teleports them back to their room.

Trent blinks a few times, then finds himself alone in the courtyard. "Well shit didn't see that comin', I'm gonna have to ask him tomorrow then," he thinks in dissatisfaction. But a smirk crosses his lips at his discovery as he turns around and heads back into the building.

...

"Umm Kyle?" Tweek asks once they're standing in their unlit room. But Kyle remains silent with his back towards Tweek, gripping the others hand lightly before letting go completely. Kyle goes to turn on the ceiling light, knowing full well the attention he's receiving on his moving figure. Once he's in front of the light switch, he hesitates turning it on. He can still feel the heat in his face, which means his cheeks are still red also. To think he'd become this flustered after a meager recollection...

Closing his eyes, Kyle inches closer to the wall and leans his forehead against it, his shoulders slumping forward. Immediately the same image of them kissing again flashes behind the darkness of his eyelids, and he clenches his eyes tightly while pressing his lips together. Why did he have to remember that after a single word? Was there even a meaning as to why his brain suddenly decided to remind him of locking lips with Tweek? He was only giving the teen his blood so it can't be that he-

"Aww, mean ol' Kyle has the hots for Tweeky!" Luke says a bit too cheerfully.

Kyle mentally flips the other redhead off, but can't help but take his words into consideration. Does he really like Tweek? Kyle questions himself. Although he doesn't have an answer, for him to be reacting this way must mean that he does have feelings for the crazy haired blonde. The reason he's blushing, and the reason he felt more than just a comfortable warmth between the others lips was all because he likes Tweek. Something he never thought he would experience, no matter the gender.

Kyle isn't sure if he should accept this feeling so quickly however, plus he highly doubts Tweek feels the same.

With a deep sigh, Kyle opens his eyes as he flips on the light, keeping his head against the wall a second longer before standing up straight. The hotness in his cheeks have cooled some, but the warmth is still there. He slowly turns around, ready to meet the blonde's blue-green eyes, but instead sees the male laying on his side in bed.

"Way to take forever," Luke says with an unseen eye roll.

Relief washes over Kyle, and he releases a silent breath as he turns the light back off. He walks to his own bed with his face returning back to it's unhealthy color, and slips off his shoes next to the bedstead. He stares down at his messy sheets with a small frown, feeling unsatisfied for some reason, but shakes his head before crawling in bed and pulling the covers over himself.

The dark ceiling becomes the next thing he stares at, sleep taking it's time coming into his system. Looking over at his nightstand, he reaches out towards the alarm clock and turns it his way. The time is now 1:14 a.m. Kyle turns it away as he gazes back up at the black ceiling, tucking his arm back under the covers. It's around 2'o clock when he closes his eyes and drifts off into an uneasy slumber.

(A/n: Short but I hope you enjoyed and the next chapter will be up soon)