Alright this is the third chapter of this story. Basically this one will be about what happens at school the next day and if the two will act couplie or not. Again I'm not sure if I'm done or not that all depends on you guys. Let me know if you want more and I will keep going.

Again I do not own South Park.

The next day Tweek acted like his usual self towards Craig and didn't make up any excuses as to why he had to suddenly leave whenever the dark haired teen appeared. The two had made it half way through their day. The usual group sitting at their lunch table with the exception of Kenny, who had died sometime early that morning.

"So are you fags gonna tell us what you've been up to since the party?" Cartman sneered toward Craig. Craig looked up with a bored expression, "I could ask you the same thing fat ass. I saw you blush when Kyle kissed you." Cartman's face again started to turn red but he tried to play it off as the cafeteria being warm. "That Jewrat? As if. If I was gonna go gay for someone it would have to be a fag to my standards. I would never date a greedy Jew." Cartman scoffed.

"Hey! Fuck you fat ass! I'm sitting right here!"

"Fuck you buttfucker! I'm not fat!"

Stan rolled his eyes at the two, "Does it really matter? If Craig wants dick rammed up his ass that's his business." This caused Craig to send the other black haired teen a glare. He would not out him and Tweek over something so petty. "At least I don't barf on the person I like." In turn Stan glared back.

"GAH! Can't w-we just drop it? Jesus!"

The table of rowdy boys went back to eating. No one really talking. It was coming to the end of the lunch period when a familiar blonde came into the cafeteria in his blood stained orange parka, hood pulled down. "Hey guys! I'm back. Did you miss me?" he asked sitting next to Tweek.

"Of course not you poor piece of shit."

"Fuck you fatass!" Kenny yelled throwing an apple at him from Tweek's tray.

"Hey asshole I was just kidding!"

"Whatever. So Tweek, those are some nice jeans you're wearing today. I bet if you stood up we'd get a great show of your ass." Kenny flirted throwing his arm over the twitching boy's shoulders earning a death glare from Craig.

"I don't k-know about that Kenny."

"Maybe we should go out huh? I want to see a bit more of that sweet ass." Tweek blushed when he felt Kenny's arm slink lower to his waist. "I long would it take to see it without these tight as fuck pants?" Kenny whispered loudly in his ear. At that Craig lost what little control he had left. No body flirted with his Tweek. Nobody dare do it in front of him. Craig stood and pulled Kenny back off of Tweek and threw him to the floor.

"Don't fucking touch him!"

Silence filled the cafeteria at the outburst. The table of boys standing in anticipation of what was about to happen, and Kenny's mouth fallen open in shock.

"You better not ever flirt with my boyfriend again or even come near him with that dirty fucking dick! You hear me? I will kick your fucking ass!" With that Craig pulled Tweek up by the arm and drug him out of the stunned cafeteria.

"C-Craig! Wait! GAH! What was that man!"

Craig remained silent as he pulled Tweek to the empty janitor's closet.

"Craig seriously! What was that? Now they all know! It was just K-Kenny being Kenny."

Craig pulled Tweek into a tight embrace and buried his face into the twitching boy's neck. "I'm sorry." Tweek hugged Craig back not sure what else he should do at that moment.

"I don't want him to ever touch you like that ok? You're so innocent and pure and he would ruin that. He wouldn't love you the way you need to be. He would use you. I don't want that to ever happen to you whether we last or stay friends."

Tweek pulled away from Craig a little but still held him, "W-what if my parents find out and sell him into slavery? C-Craig do you think I'll get beat up?" Craig looked into Tweek's eyes seriously, "If anyone tries to touch you I will end them and don't worry you're parents are way more liberal than mine. If anything I'm the one who should be worried."

Tweek held onto Craig tighter, "I'm scared."

"It's ok Tweekers. We can skip the rest of the day. Come on."

Craig let go of Tweek and grabbed onto the boy's twitchy hand again as they walked out to Tweek's house.

Again thanks for reading. If you would like me to continue let me know!