Don't Hold Your Breath Chapter 4, a south park fanfic

Don't Hold Your Breath

A/N: Hey everyone. It's been a while since the last update and I'm really sorry about that. The whole New Year thing and writer's block kind of got in the way. Thanks to all the reviewers too, you guys really make me smile. I hope everyone has a great 2006!

I don't own South Park sadly – Or any of the lyrics that I'll be using in future chapters.

The lyrics in this chapter are from the songs:

Placebo – Pure Morning

This story is a Kenny/Kyle slash. Just to warn any slash haters

Chapter Four – Comfort

The funeral took place the day after Kyle had told me what had happened. The bodies of Gerald and Sheila Brovlovski had been returned to South Park that very day and Kyle seemed to have everything sorted out for the occasion. A number of townspeople showed up to say their goodbyes; even Ike had returned from boarding school, but it was only for the day. Bodies were buried, mirrors were covered and clothing was ripped; yet Kyle Brovlovski did not shed a single tear. That night though, my friend let it all out. He cried, we cuddled, I sang. I was his release.

A day later, the house had been filled with uncut fruit and pastry; gifts for Kyle. It was late morning and he was still sleeping as I tidied the downstairs from the day before. I felt so helpless. We hadn't really talked over the past few days. What can you really say to someone who had just lost his parents and only real family? I tried to say something productive but every time my mouth moved, nothing came out. Maybe it was for the best though. He knew I would always be there for him if he needed anything. I hoped me just being there would be enough for him.

Suddenly, a rhyme of knocks on the front door broke my concentration. I hurried to answer but my stomach turned as I found out the cause of the noise. "Oh, it's you…"

The popular girl struck back with a 'kiss my ass' look. Her long blonde hair glimmered in the morning sun like a solid block of gold. She had an absolute amazing body which was covered in only the most fashionable clothes. She was really pretty, but that only covered her poisonous side. "Where is he?" She spat is disgust.

"Upstairs." I replied civilly. She took a step forwards to enter the house but I held out my hand to stop her. "But he doesn't want to see anyone."

"Anyone?" The bitchiness ran off her tongue. "I'm his girlfriend. We're in love. Remember that."

Ouch. She really knew how to rub it in. I smiled because I knew it pissed her off. "Sorry but no."

"Just because you love dick doesn't mean that you have to act like one."

I sniggered. "I could say the same to you."

She shot another 'kiss my ass' look before a short silence passed over us. "Just let me see him."

I could of laughed out loud if it was anyone else. She hated being out-bitched. "Where were you when he actually needed someone?"

"And what's that meant to mean?"

I shook my head. "You don't even know what's been going on do you?" She simply stared. "You're so clueless."

"So what's the big news? Did you finally bag another sister from the quint-slut-lets? How many does that make? Four or all five?" She aimed straight for my friends just to make me mad. I guess she knew me too well.

"I just wished Kyle knew how unlucky he was to have you." I replied coldly which made her smile.

"Aww what's wrong Kenny? Jealous that I've got Kyle?"

"You fucking…" I started but a voice from behind interrupted me.

"Bebe?" Kyle stood on the stairs behind me. I wondered if he had heard the whole conversation.

I turned back to find a sly smile on the wolf in sheep's clothing. She pushed past me and made her way over to the boy. "Hiya sexy."

"Kyle, I was just telling her…" I started but was once again interrupted by my friend.

"I know what you were saying Kenny." I couldn't tell if he was angry or not, but I could tell that he was upset. As Bebe reached him, she lent in for a kiss but Kyle pulled away as soon as their lips touched. She looked at him quizzically but he gave her a smile which I could see was fake. "Just go wait in my room and I'll be right up."

She nodded but turned back to me with a smile. "Bye Kenny." She spat with venom before turning and heading up the stairs.

Kyle turned back to me and I was still unsure if I had pissed him off. I decided to say something before he could. "Look dude, I was just…"

"I know." He replied cutting me off once again. "I need to talk to Bebe about something important. Could you come back tomorrow?"

"T-tomorrow?" I asked dumbfounded. He was asking me to leave? After everything that's happened, he's just telling me to go?

As Kyle made it to the bottom of the stairs, he nodded. I simply turned in confusion and stepped out of the front door without a single word. Turning back for a goodbye, I saw nothing but the front door shut. I stood for a few seconds as the last minute past through my head. I was there for Kyle when he needed someone, but as soon as Bebe turns up he throws me out? I felt used. I needed comfort and I knew exactly where to go.

I watched the plain sky blue door as it seemed to dance as I swayed. With an almost empty bottle of vodka in one hand and a drunken smile on my lips, I knocked. The door opened and Nadia appeared. "Hey Kenny." Her eyes squinted a little and fell down to the bottle of alcohol. "What's happened?"

"Oh… 'Nofing', nothing…" I sprawled in an almost foreign language. "I-is Sofia in?"

Squinting again, the girl in front of me answered. "I am Sofia."

"No, no, no…" I shook my head in a drunken state. I had really drank too much but I didn't care at that point. My mind was thinking of only one person. "Y-you're Nadiaaaaaaaa."

She smiled. "I'm impressed. You can still tell us apart when you're this drunk."

"I'mmmm not dwunk." I replied. The vodka on my breath almost killed the flowers in the hanging basket near the front door. "Tipsy. I'm tipsy."

"Sure." Nadia smiled again and took hold of my hand for support before leading me into the house. The quintuplets lived on the rich side of town in a huge five bedroomed house. They lived by themselves since their grandmother had died when they were all just eight years old. They thought that they had found their father soon after but he turned out to be a total creep who just wanted their money. After getting rid of him, they were stars on the small screen before finally returning to South Park at the age of sixteen. Although they had money in the bank, they all still worked and went to college. They just wanted a normal life and that's what they had in South Park. Nadia stopped me in the corridor at the bottom of the stairs and wrapped her arms around my stomach. My arms automatically hugged the girl and we stood for a minute before she whispered. "What's wrong Kenny? Has something happened?"

"What d'ya mean?" I slurred before squeezing gently.

She pulled back from the hug and stared into my eyes. "You don't drink by yourself… Well, not anymore you don't. Is it something to do with Kyle? Or your mom?"

It was obvious that I was upset. I hadn't drank like this for almost a year now. I wasn't even drinking for my eighteenth birthday since I was worried that I would let Kyle down; I couldn't care less about him at that moment, well that's what I told myself. "It's noffing." I replied with a smile.

Although I was deeply under the influence, I could tell that she didn't believe me. Taking hold of my empty hand, she tilted her head to the side. "I'll always be here for you ok? And you know that I'll always love you."

Nadia was the only person I ever believed loved me. I was told it a lot from my crazy ex-girlfriend, and I even told her I loved her. Both were lies. My mom had never said anything like that. "I love you too Nadia." And I meant it.

Two hours later I was sat in the back of Nadia's car with my head resting on Sofia's shoulder. Natalia sat in the passenger seat and Nadia was driving. I had sobered up a little, but I was still so dizzy. I felt like I was floating but a voice from in front of me snapped me out of my daydream. "I wish I could come with you guys. I really hate working Saturday nights."

"It's ok Nadia. We'll go out tomorrow somewhere." Natalia said.

"Yeahhhhhhhh!" I shouted from the back seat before throwing my thumb into the air. "Sunday nights rock for clubbin'!"

The girl in the driving seat looked at me through the mirror for a second before focusing back on the road. "I'm holding you two responsible if anything happens to him tonight. He hasn't been this drunk for a while so take care of him ok?"

"You keep forgetting that we love him just as much as you." Sofia said with a smile before hugging me with one arm.

"I'll be fineeeeeeee. I'm not even dwunk anymore." It was obvious that I was even if I didn't see it myself. The car stopped and I opened my eyes to find that we were outside the club Ecstasy. This was like my home away from home. I knew pretty much everyone who went here on a Saturday night. That person that had been on my mind since getting kick out of Kyle's house was in there too. I just knew it.

Nadia turned in her chair and looked at me. "Ok, I want you to pick up a hunkey guy." She turned to Sofia. "You pick up a nice cute girl." And lastly she turned to Natalia. "And you… Well, whatever you pick up, just make sure it's seventeen or older ok?"

The three sisters giggled but I was already out of the door. "Thanks for tha lift. See ya later!"

I was already in the club before the two sisters even made it out of the car. I paid the entrance money and made my way down the small corridor where I came to a crossroad. To the left people sat and drunk in a small bar; it seemed pretty packed out. My real interest though was through the double doors on the right. Oh God, how I loved that single room. The lights, the music, the people. It was so gothic and so romantic; that's the only way I could describe it. Picnic-like tables surrounded all the walls except the north where the DJ stood. I stood at the doors and peered around the room. There were a lot of familiar faces but not one of them was the one that I was looking for. I sighed loudly and was about to make my way to one of the tables when one song ended and another began. I hurried to the dance floor.

A friend in needs a friend indeed
A friend with weed is better
A friend with breasts and all the rest
A friend who's dressed in leather

A friend in needs a friend indeed,
A friend who'll tease is better
Our thoughts compressed
Which makes us blessed
And makes for stormy weather

I joined a couple whose names I could never remember. Both gave me a small hug before we began to dance.

A friend in needs a friend indeed
My Japanese is better
And when she's pressed she will undress
And then she's boxing clever
A friend in needs a friend indeed
A friend who bleeds is better
My friend confessed she passed the test
And we will never sever

There was a lot like me in club Ecstasy. It was full of free spirit and zero ridicule. Straight, gay or bi, it didn't really matter as long as you had an open mind.

Day's dawning, skins crawling

Pure morning

I couldn't help but think about Kyle. The only reason that I went out was to forget all about him but he was now on my every thought. I needed that one person. That one person who would take it all away. That one person who would make me forget all my troubles for that night.

A friend in needs a friend indeed
A friend who'll tease is better
Our thoughts compressed
Which makes us blessed
And makes for stormy weather
A friend in needs a friend indeed
A friend who bleeds is better
My friend confessed she passed the test
And we will never sever

Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around my stomach and pulled me into a strong embrace. "Bonjour…" The manly French accent was whispered into my ear. I had found him and I had already forgot.

Day's dawning, skins crawling

Pure morning

I continued to dance with my back pressed against his body. He held me close, something that he knew I loved, but not tonight. I quickly turned whilst still in his grip and plunged my tongue into his mouth. I could see straight away that he was taken aback by this, but this didn't put me off one bit.

A friend in needs a friend indeed
My Japanese is better
And when she's pressed she will undress
And then she's boxing clever
A friend in needs a friend indeed
A friend with weed is better
A friend with breasts and all the rest
A friend who's dressed in leather

Breaking the kiss, my lips made it to his ear before I purred. "Christophe… I need you… Now…"