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(Kyle)

I slowly opened my eyes and gazed around until my vision became less blurry. I lifted my upper body and stretched my arms out; the way a cat does after a nap in the warm sunlight. I suddenly remembered what had happened the previous night and turned around, only to find an empty space next to me. My eyes widened and I threw off the covers, starting to panic as I frantically searched for him.

"Kenny? Where are you?" I cried as I looked around and felt tears coming to my eyes. No! Not yet...he can't have left already! Oh god please no!

I fell to my knees and started to cry. I didn't even get to say good-bye...

"Kyle! What's the matter!"

I looked up and saw him staring back down at me from under his messy blonde hair, his face filled with utmost concern. He bent down to be eye level with me, putting his hands on my face and stroking my cheeks.

"What happened?" he asked, "Why are you-"

I threw myself at him and clutched him tightly. He sat, not knowing what to do at first.

"...I thought you'd left..." I said, my voice kind of hoarse.

Kenny stared at me, and then smiled warmly, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close. It was his turn to comfort me. I was, now, the one breaking down and in need of his warm embrace. My tears did not stop though; for I knew that even though I had woken up alone as a false alarm this time, soon I would be waking up alone, and remaining so. I hated being alone...

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(Kenny)

Only five days left for me...only five more days before I would have to leave the only realy home I ever knew, the only realy family I ever knew (besides my mom, but even at times, she didn't seem to be a real mom to me). I would even have to leave the love of my life...the only one who truly cared for me and would give his heart and soul to save me from being alone again. He thinks that it's selfish of him to keep me here because it's his wish...but I'm just as guilty for wanted to stay if I had the chance.

I suddenly heard some raised voices coming from downstairs, and one of them was Kyle's. I didn't want to butt in where it was not my business, but I couldn't keep myself from quietly moving from my room to the edge of the staircase. When I got there, I saw Ike sitting in the spot I was planning to take. Damn kid, heh.

I snuck over to him pinched his arm, making him jump. He shot me a death glare and put his finger over his lips, telling me to "shut it". I shrugged, whispering

"Hey, you were the one who yelped, heh..." He flipped me off and then turned his attention back to the living room. I looked over his small figure and saw Kyle's mom and dad sitting on the couch, Kyle standing in front of them. All three were silent at the moment, and Kyle's mom was shaking her head slightly, as if disappointed in Kyle about something.

"Oy, Kyle, who do you have to be so difficult...?" she asked, releasing a huge sigh as she did.

Kyle's face flushed with anger. I smirked. He looks cute when he's all huffy...wait, he really does look pissed off about something...

"Mom, you just wouldn't understand! I just need to do this!" he raised his voice higher, making his mom angry as well.

"Don't use that tone with me young man! I am still your mother! And you will respect my wishes-"

"Mom just let me do this, OK!" he interrupted. What was he all upset for? What were they all upset about?

"NO KYLE! You just want to do this because he is! If your friends jumped off a bridge, would you!" she countered.

Kyle rubbed his temples in frustration, "Augh, it's not the same mom..." he said, turning away from them, or rather, from just her. Kyle's dad wasn't even involved in whatever was being argued, but then again, he never was the take-charge kind of dad. This was sort of bad for Kyle, who could never get his dad's support in standing up to his mom.

Sheila jumped up as well, grabbing Kyle's arm. "Don't you DARE walk away from me when I'm talking to you!" she screamed. Kyle rubuttled by turning to her and smacking her hand off his arm. He had a determined look in his eye, like something I had never seen before.

"KYLE!" she shouted, looking as if she was about to bite his head off.

"MOM, I'M GOING WITH KENNY AND THAT'S FINAL! I LOVE HIM!" he screamed out, making everthing silent.

Everyone's jaw dropped, including my own. Just the fact that he would gather up enough courage to tell his mom...HIS MOM his feelings for me. I smiled slightly as the thought that he cared for me that much, he wasn't even afraid to hide it. My smile faded however when I saw Sheila's growing reaction to his sudden outburst. I could see that Kyle was aware of this as well, looking rather tense.

"I KNEW TAKING HIM IN WAS A BAD IDEA!" she screamed starting toward the stairs. Ike and I jumped up and ran down the hall. Ike ran into his room, but I stopped when I heard Kyle again.

"MOM NO! It was MY own decision! Don't you DARE blame him!" he called after her, grabbing her arm.

"LET GO OF ME!" she yelled at him.

"Now Sheila, c-calm down..." Kyle's dad finally decided to intervene. "L-let's just think about this for one second..."

She pulled away from Gerald and turned back to Kyle.

"You're always blaming others for my faults! I told you this before, you can't always blame everyone else! This was MY choice and I would think you'd resp-"

Kyle was cut off when Sheila's hand came in contact with his face. He fell back against the wall and brought his hand up to the spot where she had struck him.

"ENOUGH!" she screamed as loud as she could, "I WILL NOT HAVE THIS! I WILL NOT LET YOU DO THIS TO ME!"

At seeing Kyle get hit, I stood up and began making my way back to the stairs. I barely got to the edge before I stopped and thought about how much angrier Sheila would be if she saw me at this moment. That would be bad for Kyle too. Growling to myself, I sat back down at the base of the stairs and waited to see if Kyle was ok. Obviously not since tears were starting to form in his eyes.

"...I hate you mom..." he whispered as he ran out of her sight and up the stairs. I stood up and held out my arms to help Kyle, but he just ran by me and into his room, slamming the door behind him.

I looked back downstairs and saw Gerald holding a crying Sheila in his arms.

"Oh gawd Gerald...what happened to our son...?" she asked between sobs. He didn't answer.

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I knocked quietly, seeing if Kyle had gone to bed yet. Waiting a couple seconds and not hearing anything, I sighed and started towards my room. Just as I turned my back, I heard a soft, but raspy voice.

"Kenny...?"

I turned back to his room and replied, "Oh, yea...umm, are you asleep?" What the fuck kind of stupid question was that! If he answered you, he's obviously awake!

"...you can come in if you want..." he said quietly.

I ceased my arguing with myself and slowly opened his door. I saw him sitting on his knees near the edge of his bed, holding his pillow close to him. I walked over and sat down next to him, pulling his body close to mine. He lay his head on my chest, his breathing matching the ryhthm of my own. I started to stroke his hair, attempting to calm the somewhat tense mood that filled the room.

"...I'm sorry you heard all that...my mom can be a real...you know..." he said hesitantly.

I smiled, "Bitch?" I asked. Kyle smiled as well.

"Heh, guess Cartman was right about one thing..." we both laughed a little, but the mood became serious again when he sat up and looked me in the eyes. He leaned forward and caught my lips in a soft kiss. I pulled him forward a bit and wrapped my arms around his waist. After a minute or two, he pulled back, avoiding my gaze.

"Kenny...I meant what I said..." he said seriously, but with some reluctance. I smiled at him and kissed him again.

"...I know..." I said in between kisses. "I love you too, more than anything..." He pushed me away a bit and shook his head.

"No, well, I mean, yes I do love you..." he said, looking away. "But...I meant I'm..." he scooted back to me and wrapped his arms around me, holding me as if I would disappear at any moment. "I'm going with you..."

My eyes widened in shock. Before I could say anything, Kyle pushed me back a bit and climbed on top of me, kissing me passionately again. I attempted to resist this and get Kyle to explain what he meant by wanting to "go with me", but gave up early in the battle. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around Kyle's neck as he whispered into my ear,

"I won't let you be alone..."

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