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"Listen Cartman, this isn't easy to say but you need to know." Kenny was pacing back and forth while the larger jock leaned on his car. His eyes narrowed in suspicion at the lean blond.

"I thought you were going to help me with Saskia."

"Well... yes and no." Kenny turned to his long-time friend. His expression was serious, yet nervous. This was a tense situation that the blond needed to handle delicately. When Cartman simply crossed his arms over his chest and continued to stare at him, he started. "Alright look... everyone knows you have a crush on Saskia." Before Cartman could interject, Kenny continued. "It's not a secret Cartman. You two used to spend a lot of time together, she's the only one you're genuinely nice to and you'd do anything for her. It's pretty obvious."

Cartman grunted and glanced away from Kenny. This conversation was getting too awkward for him. He thought Kenny was going to give him pointers on getting Saskia to stop being angry with him. To help him and the green-eyed angel go back to how they used to be... spending weekends together, going to arcades, occasionally having dinner out, even spending the afternoon at the park was something he sorely missed. His heart ached, something that rarely happened. Cartman had long ago frozen his heart and soul so he would never be hurt again but Saskia... she melted his heart with her simple smile.

"Well get on with it." The tall jock glared at his blond friend. He wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. If Kenny wasn't going to help him win Saskia back from that pussy goth kid, he'd have to do it himself.

Kenny found his courage and took a deep breath. He was just going to say it. Just tell Cartman the truth and maybe, just maybe, they could get past this and continue to be friends. Yeah right... "Cartman, I like Saskia. And I mean I like, like her..."

Every word in that sentance sliced through the jock like a knife through butter. Kenny... one of his best friends liked the girl he was working so hard to have her like him. The only girl who made an effort to befriend him... the only person who actually enjoyed spending time with him... why... why does this kind of shit always happen to him?...

Kenny is well known as a notorious man-whore. Whichever girl the blond set his sights on, always ended up in his bed at one point or another. No... not his Saskia... not his little quiet book worm... He didn't know whether he wanted to punch Kenny until he passed out or just scream at him, or both.

"Why?..." He whispered so softly, it took a minute for Kenny to register what Cartman had asked.

"...Cartman..."

"Why the fuck are you doing this?! If you know I like her, why the fuck are you going after her?! You're supposed to be my friend!" He didn't mean to scream at the blond but he couldn't hold back his anger any longer.

"Calm down for a second will you?! I wanted to tell you the truth because I knew eventually you'd find out. I wanted you to hear it from me and not some bullshit rumors around school."

Cartman continued to glare daggers at the blond. He thought about punching him over and over until he was bloody and unconscious. He wanted to rip him a new asshole. However, in the midst of his rage fueled daydreaming, Kenny continued. "Right now we need to work together to break up whatever thing Saskia and that faggy little goth have going on. Afterwords, I'll help you get Saskia to forgive you and then you can punch me all you want while I hit on her."

The tall jock thought about this for a minute. He couldn't deny he would need help winning Saskia back. Then after that, he needed to take care of Kenny. It shouldn't be too hard right? After all, he was known as a master manipulator. Yes... this could work out in his favor after all. "Alright, but I'm telling you now Kenny... you won't win Saskia from me." The boys shook hands, Cartman squeezing a little harder than was necessary but Kenny didn't mind. The blond was confident he'd win in the end.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-

The following week went flying by but seemed an eternity for Cartman. Saskia wouldn't acknowledge him in the slightest and he did his best to avoid her. He didn't know what to do but he missed the girl dearly. Her smile, her laugh and the way she seemed to cheer him up when no one else could.

It was infuriating how much time she spent with that stupid goth. She no longer hung out with him to play video games. Instead, he always saw that kid at Tweek's coffee shop during her shift. Afterwords, they would hang out there and he would walk her home some time later. He refused to admit this was borderline stalking, no, this was more like doing reconnaissance. He needed to gather as much information as he could to relay to Kenny and together they would come up with a plan to separate the goth and the girl.

That following Sunday it was time to put the plan into action. Cartman had met up with Kenny on Friday and they went over all the information gathered. They knew Saskia would be switching shifts with Craig today and would be working from 6 a.m to 3 p.m., with a lunch break from 10 a.m to 11 a.m..

Kenny followed the goth kid and found out he was planning to take the girl to a movie after work. He was telling the rest of his stupid goth friends that it was no big deal. That SHE had invited HIM and they were just going as friends. The tall Goth kid, if Kenny remembered correctly, Michael, doubted they were just going as 'friends', but Pete assured him it was nothing more than that. Not wanting to be pressured into saying the truth, the red head dismissed himself from his group, claiming to have forgotten his pack of cigarettes in his last class and had to go get them.

"That little bastard... we're gonna make sure he never makes it to that little 'date'." Cartman said through gritted teeth.

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It was a particularly hot day today and Saskia couldn't wait to go home. The sun started to set and it brought the girl some joy. It meant it wouldn't be so hot out as she walked home. Just ten more minutes... She was wiping the table of the people who just left the coffee shop. The girl came across a stubborn coffee stain near the salt and pepper shakers. She was scrubbing vigorously when suddenly her brain was flooded with thoughts of him.

Her heart beat fast in her chest and she felt heat crawling up from her stomach to her cheeks. 'Why am I thinking of him?... He's such an ass!...' and yet, it had been weeks since she last saw him. She missed him, she couldn't deny it. Would they ever be friends again? Or would they treat each other like strangers now and forever?

With a heavy sigh, she finished up with the last table and placed the now dirty rag in a bin. Taking off her apron, the girl smiled at Craig. He was finishing counting the till and smiled back at her. "Taking off?"

"Yeah, I'm gonna hang out with Pete today." Saskia pulled out her phone from her pocket and noticed no missed calls or texts from said red head. She frowned. He wasn't here yet and he usually wasn't more than five minutes late. Pete had stopped by earlier today and told her he wanted to see a movie with her after work and he would be picking her up. So where was he?...

"You sure have been hanging out with him a lot lately." Craig inched closer to her and raised an eyebrow in interest. "Is there something going on with you two?"

Saskia blushed furiously and shook her head no. "Don't be dumb! He's just my friend!" She took one last look at her phone. Still nothing. She sighed and placed it back in her jeans pocket.

"Riighhhttt, that's why you're so defensive eh?"

"Oh shut up!" She playfully hit his arm and he chuckled.

The bell atop the door suddenly jingled, signaling someone had just come into the coffee shop. Saskia turned her head to greet her red-headed friend whom she was expecting with a smile and a wave but was left in surprise. It was a certain tall blond with piercing blue eyes. Saskia's eyes were cast down and her smile faded.

"Geez, try to control your excitement, it's only me." He swaggered over to the girl and offered her a goofy smile. She crossed her arms and glared at him. "Alright, I get it, you don't want to see me but... I'm trying really hard here Sas..." He let out a small sigh. "Last chance... please..."

"Is this douche bag bugging you Sas?" Craig glared at Kenny so intensely that the blond began to sweat a bit.

"Why do you keep trying Kenny? What is it that you want from me?" Her emerald eyes narrowed at him. "Why are you so persistent? You talk bad about me then beg me to forgive you, honestly what's your problem?" Craig left the counter and was now standing at Saskia's side protectively.

"Last chance. I promise you wont regret it and if you do, then I'll never even look at you again. Please... I'm begging here..." His sky blue eyes pleaded with her and she sighed in annoyance.

"This is your LAST chance Kenny... I don't know why you're so determined but... fine"

"Are you sure about this? I don't want this man-whore trying anything Sas." Craig flipped Kenny off and the blond did the same to him.

"It's alright Craig, thanks." She smiled at the tall dark haired teen. "Besides, if he does try anything, I'll be sure to knock his ass out." At this, Craig chuckled and nodded.

"Still, just be careful."

"Fuck Craig, it's not like I'm gonna rape her!" The blond was clearly annoyed now.

"I wouldn't doubt you trying." Craig shot back.

"HEY, FUCK YOU!" The blond started to lash out at the taller male but Saskia stopped it.

"Alright that's enough! Kenny let's go. Craig I'll be fine, no worries ok?"

Craig nodded but inwardly was wanting to tear the blond a new asshole but for Saskia's sake, he controlled himself.

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"So where are we going anyway?" Saskia had her arms crossed over her chest as she walked along side the blond. They were already a few blocks away from the coffee shop.

"Well, we're gonna meet up with someone at the fountain in town square and then we can decide what to do from there."

"Who?"

"Ahhh... it's a surprise." He gave her a goofy smile but she wasn't buying it.

"Who is it Kenny?" She narrowed her eyes at him.

"So... nice weather today huh?"

Saskia remained silent but continued to glare at the blond. Kenny just laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head. A few minutes later they arrived at the fountain and Saskia stopped dead in her tracks. The second her emerald eyes landed on the tall jock before her, her heart dropped.

"Fuck no." She simply said before turning on her heels and swiftly walking away. Kenny caught up to her and took hold of her hand tightly.

"Hold up! C'mon don't be like that! You two were best friends Saskia, don't be stubborn. You two need to work out your shit and apologize to each other."

"I'm not the one who called me a whore!" She hissed.

"Just hear him out yeah?"

She remained silent for a minute. Saskia quietly pondered the ups and downs to this little meeting. She really did miss him dearly, there was no denying that... "Oh what the hell..."

They both walked over to the fountain where Cartman stood waiting for them. The girl noticed the jock visibly stiffen as they got closer to him. 'Is he nervous?' she mused.

"Hey Cartman!" The blond greeted his friend with a smile and nod. Cartman nodded in acknowledgment but no smile.

The tall jock could feel his palms begin to sweat. He was a nervous wreck. Would Saskia take him back? Would she forgive him for being so stupid? Well if she's here with Kenny it must mean she's forgiven that idiot right? So maybe she's in a good mood and will accept him...

Saskia was nervous too. She couldn't deny she had a crush on Cartman but was too stubborn and hurt to apologize. She sincerely hoped he would apologize first and she knew in her heart she would quickly accept him. The girl missed him too much to say no.

"Alright you two, get on with it." Kenny broke the tension between them.

"Eri-"

"Saski-"

"Uh no, go ahead, you first." The girl blushed.

"Nah it's fine you go..." Cartman blushed as well.

There was another awkward silence until Kenny spoke up again.

"Here let me help you." He cleared his throat and continued, "Saskia I wanted to say..." The blond gazed over to his male friend and smiled.

"Uh... right well..." The tall jock stared at his feet with a deep blush staining his face. "I... uh..."

"I'm sorry Eric..." Saskia couldn't look at him but could no longer withstand this back and forth banter. She decided to be the first to say it and perhaps that would give him the courage to say it to her. "I'm sorry I was being a bitch and ignoring you and all that but the truth is you really hurt me when you called me a whore and the way you acted at Token's party... but... I miss you Eric... and I want us to be friends again..."

There was a small silence that was followed by Cartman sitting down on the bench that was behind him. "I don't know Saskia... I mean you were being a total bitch and -" he was cut off by a smack to the head by Kenny. "Ow what the fuck Keeny?!"

"Stop being a pussy fatass!"

"Alright, alright!" He stood up and stared at Saskia who giggled at the scene. Ah how he missed that... "Sas... I'm sorry for being a dick... friends?"

"Friends." She hugged him without second thought and he stiffened at the sudden contact but a second later returned the affection.

"I missed you..." He whispered so softly Saskia thought she heard him wrong. He allowed himself to bury his face in her long, curly, ebony locks. She smelled like vanilla...

Taking her chances she whispered back, "Me too..." and hugged him a little tighter.

Kenny stared painfully at the two. It was crystal clear... Saskia didn't have to say it but she had chosen Cartman. That hug lasted a mere five seconds but the way she affectionately held the tall jock close to her screamed love. That intense happy look on her face told the blond what he kept denying... she love him.

As he gazed at the two exchange bashful glances and playful banter, Kenny realized he couldn't take Saskia away from Cartman. She was the cure to his insanity, the antidote to his poisonous personality. He felt like the third wheel here... The intense pain he felt in his heart at her unintended rejection of him, felt like a sharp stab. Here he was, Kenny, the tall, blond, athletic heartthrob wanting to spill tears... tears of rejection...

It felt like time had slowed down as he watched them. The way Saskia blushed and kept tucking strands of hair behind her ear shyly... how she was intently listening to the tall jock talk... the way Cartman made her giggle at his stupid jokes was tearing his heart apart. He knew the signs of a girls interest all too well. She's perfect... for him... and that realization hit him like a truck.

Or perhaps it was the actual truck that had struck the blond that hurt. He hadn't noticed himself slowly backing up and away from the other two. He was standing just off the street curb when a semi-truck hit him full on. The last thing he heard was Saskia's scream and Cartman running towards him as he fell to the floor was the last thing he saw before everything went dark...

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Kenny lay peacefully in his hospital bed. He felt dizzy and kind of out of it. Must be the morphine. His deep sigh notified his visitor he was awake. A girl with long curly raven hair sat next to his bed on a semi-comfortable looking chair. She let out a small, cute gasp when she realized he was awake. He smiled and blinked a few times to take a good look at his visitor. Maybe he'd get lucky and play the sympathy card and he'd get laid tonight. That was one of his fetishes, getting laid by a cute nurse or just simply on his hospital bed, considering he was in here at least once a week.

Lo and behold it was Saskia. His heart sped up and the machine monitoring his pulse and blood pressure started rising until it began to beep loudly. The girl suddenly stood up and rushed to his bedside. She stared down at him for a few seconds as if examining him before speaking.

"Kenny! I'll call the nurse, hang on!" But before she could reach for the call light, the blond took hold of her wrist and stopped her.

"N-no, It's alright, I'm alright..." He struggled to speak and coughed a bit but managed to convince her to stay.

Saskia sat back down and took hold of one of Kenny's hands. He blushed but she failed to notice. Her eyes were staring intensely at his hand in hers. She refused to look up at him.

"I'm so relieved you're ok..." she whispered but he was able to hear her.

Kenny let out a soft chuckle. "You were actually worried about me?... I thought you still held some resentment towards me..."

Saskia gave him a small glare and released his hand. "Stop it."

The blond rested both hands on his stomach and closed his eyes. "Why are you here?"

It took her a minute to answer. Not because she was at a loss for words but because she wanted to convey her feelings as best she could. "I care about you Kenny... Even if you're a total jerk, I... I worry for you and I want to help you..." Her eyes were cast down and she clenched her hands tightly to prevent herself from tearing up. Kenny, however, noticed this. When she said those last words, he opened his eyes and hoped to meet her gaze but she was fixated on her hands. He saw her struggling not to cry and her hands shook slightly. "We're friends... aren't we?"

Her emerald eyes finally found his icy blue ones. She gazed away from him a few times, unable to maintain eye contact with him. 'She's so shy...' he thought to himself, 'so modest... so innocent...' Kenny let out a soft laugh.

She felt insulted, thinking he was laughing at her and she stood up to walk away. "Wait." She stopped dead in her tracks but did not look at him. Instead, she stared down at her feet. "I wasn't laughing at you, don't be dumb..." She sat back down without answering or being asked to. However, she still could not make eye contact. "I want to tell you something Saskia..."

Now he had her attention. Her sweet eyes found his tired ones once more. He gave a weary sigh but with a grateful smile. "Of course we are. If we weren't, I wouldn't have tried so hard to win you back after I fucked up..." She smiled warmly at him but said nothing. "Listen Sas... I really like you, more than friends..." It was he who could not make eye contact with her now. The blond decided to stare up at the ceiling instead and fidgeted with his hands. "But..." He continued before she could say anything, unsure of whether or not she was going to. "I see now that you're too good for me..."

Saskia scrunched her brows in confusion. What was he talking about? Sure she didn't see him as more than a friend but this was Kenny! The tall, athletic, golden god that all the girls in school couldn't wait to sleep with. The guy who always bragged about how he had his own fan-base at the school. The boy whom every girl, allegedly, had wet dreams of every night. Yet here he was saying SHE was too good for HIM?...

"Tell me... how long have you been here at my bedside?"

"... Since you arrived..." She whispered.

"I thought so..." His smile broadened. "My friends, I'm hoping, payed me a visit but you... you actually stayed... even missing school to be by my side... even after all the horrible things I said to you... the way I treated you... there's still a spot in your heart for me... "

She didn't know what to say. She felt her face get hot and started to feel a little uncomfortable. "Have you... ever had a boyfriend?" This question caught her completely off guard. Why was he asking something like this now? Should she lie and say yes? Or be truthful and say no? "Do you trust me enough to tell me the truth?" He was looking at her now. His icy blue eyes seemed to bore a hole inside her.

"Yes." She whispered. A moment later she replied, "No.."

"I thought so..." He wasn't smiling or anything. He kept a straight face when he got his answer.

Saskia was feeling a little overwhelmed with the intimacy of these questions. She wasn't sure if she could truly trust Kenny with information that made her so vulnerable but she wanted to trust him.

He smiled. "I know this is personal Sas but... thank you for sharing that with me..." She remained silent. "I want to ask you something else that I'm not sure you'll want to do." He took hold of one of her hands gently. "I promise not to go after you anymore. I won't try to win you over or pressure you into doing anything you don't want to do. I'll let you go...But I... I want to ask you for something you might not want to give up..." She was confused. What was he getting at? What kind of request was he going to ask of her?...

"Will you please let me be your first kiss?..