A/N: Special thanks to my reviewers Just a warning: There is a sex scene in this chapter. Read and Review!

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So there Kyle was, eyes wide open, starring up at the ceiling. He had to get some sleep. He would be leaving South Park in one day. He would be leaving his friends and family behind. All the things he ever knew and loved would be gone in one day. But was it really worth it? Of course it was…it had to be. Kyle looked at the ring Christophe had given him on his 17th birthday. It was a silver band with both their initials engraved on the inside. It was a token of Christophe's love for him.

Kyle sighed and fell back on his bed. It was midnight and he was wide awake.

"I need a walk," Kyle mumbled to himself, while putting on his jacket. The redhead stepped outside. A fresh coat of snow had fallen and it looked like there was more on the way. Kyle began to walk down the street. He was going to miss the snow.

"Mmm…I wonder if there is snow in France…" Kyle thought to himself. He walked in the direction of Stark's Pond. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Stan sitting on the bench at the edge of the pond. Kyle slowly walked closer. The ebony haired boy turned his head to see Kyle standing next to him.

"So, what are you doing out this late?" Kyle asked.

"Oh, I dunno, I just needed to get out," Stan replied. "Sit down, Kyle," he said bluntly. Kyle did as he was told. They sat in silence for a while, before Kyle felt Stan's finger tips brush against his hand. Kyle gasped and before he could say any more, Stan climbed into Stan's lap, straddling the redhead's thighs. Kyle opened his mouth to confront Stan, but Stan put his index finger to Kyle's lips.

"Don't speak," Stan whispered. Something was wrong, he could see it in Stan's eyes. The other boy captured Kyle's lips in a mind blowing kiss. Kyle could taste beer on Stan's lips. He seemed to give into the kiss for a few moments, but soon pushed Stan away.

"Stan, why are you doing this?" Kyle said, trying to catch his breath.

"Please Kyle, just this once…make me feel better. I need you," Stan said, clinging to Kyle.

"Stan, I can't…" Kyle began, but Stan wouldn't take no for an answer. He kissed Kyle again, this time with more passion. The other boy fought back, but Stan was too strong. Stan began rubbing his body against Kyle's making the redhead moan uncontrollably. Kyle's lips went from Stan's mouth to the outline of his jaw, down to his neck, sucking on Stan's warm skin. A slight moan escaped from Stan's lips. Kyle felt tears forming in the corners of his eyes. What was he doing? He felt so confused, but in some odd way, this seemed so right…yet it wasn't. Kyle lifted his head from Stan's neck. Stan's head was thrown back against the bench. He seemed to be enjoying himself. He lifted his head and they began roughly kissing again.

Kyle lifted his hands to run his fingers though Stan's hair, but Stan directed them down to the bulge in his pants. Kyle could feel his own erection growing. The redhead began to unbutton Stan's jeans and Stan did the same to Kyle. Stan bucked his hips up against the other boy's. Both of them moaned. Kyle ran his hands up and down Stan's throbbing hard on. As Stan ran his fingers through Kyle's curls. Stan let out a loud moan before he came, saying Kyle's name over and over again. The other boy climaxed soon after. Stan licked his own cum off Kyle's hand. They cleaned themselves up. Stan held Kyle close, never wanting to let go. Both were breathing heavily. Stan climbed off Kyle.

"Thank you," Stan whispered before walking off into the darkness. Kyle buried his face in his hands crying silently.

"Why the fuck did I just do that?" Kyle said in disbelief. "I just don't know what came over me…" Kyle looked up when he heard footsteps walking away. Someone had been watching them. Kyle jumped up and ran. Once he was away from the pond, he stopped to catch his breath.

The boy looked up at the sky. Snow had begun to fall again. It seemed to calm him down. Reminding him of his childhood, before everything became so complicated. He headed home, trying to put the past in the past, he put everything in the past, except for Stan…

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Stan was sobering up now, walking down an empty road, without a particular destination in mind. He looked up at the sky. The snowfall was getting heavier. Stan slightly smiled, knowing that Kyle was looking up at that same sky.

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Please accept my deepest apologies for the shortness of this chapter. I don't want to rush the story. It will get better though. Stay tuned….

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