Chapter V-

A/N: ;) Here's the next chapter, and hopefully it'll make some of you slash fans happy. Not saying anymore, just read it (and leave a review!)

Cartman yelled in anger but was in too much pain to retaliate. Kyle refused to stop attacking Cartman until Kenny pulled him off, leaving Cartman twitching on the ground. Kenny started to run out of there, away from Cartman, and he dragged Kyle along with him.

"Now wouldn't be a good time to be seen beating the crap out of Cartman, especially considering we're here with him and would have no way to get back without him," Kenny said with a smirk as he finally stopped to stare at his still angry friend. "Why do you care so much?"

Kyle looked ashamedly at the ground, he cared way too much and was worried about Stan for reasons that he really couldn't even explain to himself. He had to stop caring so much, Stan didn't need his help.

"Kyle, what is wrong with you? You act like you're trying to stick up for Stan, but it's his choice what he does with that fag...." Kenny frowned even though his mouth was hidden beneath his hood, and he shrugged. "Just try to have a good time here, it's supposed to be vacation."

I guess it just seemed weird to Kyle that Stan would be in a –well – relationship where Stan didn't just throw up on the person. "Yeah, er, you're right Kenny... thanks," he mumbled strangely, had he been stupid to care so much?

"I'd still scram, Kyle, Cartman's going to be pretty pissed when he's able to walk – and punch – again," Kenny laughed, and left to go back to Cartman, who he'd probably need to attempt to calm down.

"I guess I should find Stan anyways," Kyle nodded as he turned to find him, just to clarify what was going on. Not knowing what was going on was really very annoying, so he began walking, trying to think where Stan would go if he was avoiding them.

Wondering if Stan was a total idiot, Kyle went back up to their room, and sure enough, there was Stan sitting on his bed. "Real creative place to come after Cartman's being a jerk to you." Kyle said as he sat on the end of Stan's bed while facing him.

"Cartman has been acting weird lately, even more of a jerk than normal."

Kyle raised an eyebrow as he looked at Stan, "Then why don't you break it off with him?" The reaction to the question was quite funny in Kyle's eyes, Stan looked like he was going to piss his pants in surprise to what he'd said.

"B-break it off? Break what off?"

"Give it up, Stan, I saw both of you kissing last night," Kyle said with a frown, was Stan still trying to lie to him about this? This was just getting annoying....

"That wasn't my fault! Cartman was being a total –"

"Sure, Stan," Kyle cut in, eyes narrowed angrily that Stan wouldn't just tell him the truth. "I'm going to go hang out with Kenny, you can come talk to me when you don't want to be a lying dick, okay?"

"Kyle...." Stan looked torn between being angry and upset as Kyle slammed the door shut on his way out, what had Cartman told them?! Well, Stan was going to find out exactly what lies Cartman was telling his friends.

Kyle looked furious as he ran into Kenny on his way down the stairs, who was accompanied by Cartman. "Jew-Boy! Let's have a fair fight!"

"You win, Cartman, leave me alone," Kyle spat angrily, grabbing Kenny and dragging him away to the spot where Stan and Cartman had been the previous night. "Kenny, why are all of our friends gay and secritive? Are you gay?"

"Kyle, get some rest man, I'm not a fag, you're losing your mind," Kenny sympathetically patted his friend on the back, slightly worried for his sanity. "But Kyle, I think that you are, man, don't be mad at me.... Just why are you so pissed that Stan seems to like Cartman?" Kenny dodged a blow that Kyle tried to throw at his head quickly, "Whatever. Just something to think about."

Gay? Kyle snorted at the thought, he wasn't gay. Much less caring about someone like Stan... still, he sent a glance back to the window which he thought was their room and sighed – until he noticed two people in there and it definitely wasn't.... "GROSS!" Kyle almost imitated Stan and just threw up on the ground right where he was at the two people he could see the in the window.

"People need to shut their windows...." Kyle muttered quietly, and he sat and leaned against a tree. He must've been sitting there for a while, because eventually Stan came out and stared at Kyle.

"Dude, you're going to freeze to death, how long have you been there?" Stan was referring to Kyle's bright pink face, which he couldn't help but snicker at. Kyle seemed to still be angry, because he didn't make a comment, or perhaps he was too cold to speak. "I'm taking you back inside," Stan said with a frown, as he pulled Kyle to a standing position and walked with him back in. "Do you seriously think I have a thing for Cartman?"

"...Yes?" What kind of answer was he supposed to give to that? Kyle had seen them together, but he was surprised to see Stan laughing hard. He kept his gaze fixed away from Stan, instead he stared straight down the hallway even though he was leaning on him for support, his legs felt like they were going to give way at any second.

"God, Kyle, I could never like Cartman – in any way," Stan smirked as he led Kyle to one of the chairs in front of the fire. As Kyle sat down, he couldn't help but crack a grin.

"Why'd you kiss him? That must've been horrifying, if you really don't like him," Kyle said innocently, as his legs started to feel less like ice. His face had just faded out of being pink from the cold when it turned an ever deeper shade of magenta – Stan had just sat in his lap.

"You really don't catch on quick, do you? I really think Cartman was high or something, dunno, he just forced me. Oh, and I'm helping you warm up," Stan laughed again at the look on Kyle's face to have Stan sitting on him.

"So – well, you aren't gay?" Kyle asked uncertainly, figuring that must be a given now that he'd told the truth about Cartman.

"Oh, no one said that," Stan replied, as he leaned in close to Kyle's face, much closer than he normally would've....