~!MATURE LANGUAGE/NUDITY WARNING!~

Chapter 20

"Hey, I heard you're going to be released tomorrow," Kyle had his official lover encircled within his magnificent arms, "Is that true?"

"Yes," Stan slightly moved his head, "The nurse told me that I can leave this dull place tomorrow morning, just in time for school."

"And that doesn't sadden you? The longer you stayed here, the longer 'vacation' you would have from school…"

"On the contrary, it makes me happy to get out of here. It's monotonous, staying in this hospital. Besides, I'd much rather be with you, Kyle."

"Well, I can still be with you, can't I?" Kyle's grip on Stan's slender body grew more sincere and secure.

"That's true, but… Hey! Stop trying to jump around the subject! Good night!"

"Oh, Apostle…" Kyle shook his head with a smile on his face, "You can be… rather odd sometimes."

~The next morning~

"Hmm…" Stan awoke earlier than his masculine boyfriend, "Man, does time fly when you're having fun… Kyle, wake up. The sun is already out."

"Yeah…?" Kyle sustained a minor headache as Stan lightly slapped him awake, "Oh, s***! What time is it?"

"7:30 a.m., it seems," replied Stan, "No! The nurses are going to be here any minute! Get your clothes back on, Kyle!"

"Of course, of course," Kyle put a hand over Stan's mouth, preventing the young apostle from speaking any further. Stan could barely look at him as he put his clothes back on, struggling to poke his black and white wings through his coat.

"Man, you took it pretty well last night for your first time," Kyle couldn't help but giggle.

"Shut up, you!" Stan turned around to face Kyle with a flushed face, "How else would you expect a virgin to- Whoa!"

Perhaps coincidentally, the first thing Stan saw when he turned his head was Kyle's delightfully nude body. The wolf prince had yet to put even underwear on, and his sturdy manhood hung like a girl's high ponytail.

"Put some clothes on!" Stan hissed, gritting his fangs and tossing Kyle's pants to him.

"Calm down, already…" Kyle grabbed his boxers and pants, "You're acting like a girl who had just done it for the first time. Sheesh."

"You think that's because I was a virgin before 10:00 last night?" Stan's tail hair stood on end as he put his hat on, "It's just… I was so stunned at seeing you entirely undressed that I feel… embarrassed…"

"Well, when we get married," Kyle now began to put on his gloves, "you'll be getting a lot of it. So get used to it while you can."

"Grr…" Stan pouted as he waited for Kyle to fully dress, "Your mind is so twisted, Wolf Prince."

"Well, stop bitching," Kyle was already ready to go, "We have to go to school, or else Principal Balls will have a thing or two to say."

Kyle found it hard to resist the urge to take hold of Stan's girly hand as they walked to the reception desk near the front of the hospital. But knowing that their relationship should be kept latent, he somehow managed to do so.

"Hello," the receptionist greeted the two teenage boys with a friendly, warm smile, "Oh, you're Stanley Marsh from room 123?"

"Yes," Stan nodded to confirm the information.

"You may leave at once, if you wish," the nurse pointed her hands towards the hospital's exit doors.

"Thank you, ma'am," Kyle tilted his head slightly out of politeness, "Let's go, Stan."

"Um… yeah…" Stan's mind went virtually blank as he beat his wings to soar into the air with Kyle.

"Stan, I told you, don't worry about it," Kyle attempted to reassure the griping apostle.

"But… but…" Stan looked in the completely opposite direction, "If Cartman finds out that we did something we shouldn't have been doing last night, he'll tell everyone. Then we'd be totally screwed. And I didn't even hear either goddess' voice for that."

"Yeah, I know," Kyle's face contorted slightly, "I knew that too."

Before long, the two already landed at school, with class about to start in 5 minutes.

"Prince Kyyyyyyylllllllleeeeee!!!!" the usual group of girls swarmed around Kyle in an instant.

"Oh, jeez…" Kyle rolled his eyes, trying his best to go past the mob, but to no avail.

"Hey, hey," one girl from the crowd piped up, "Why are you with Stan? Why, Kyle?"

"Is it really any of your business?" Kyle could barely keep his fangs hidden.

"Were you… doing it with him?" another fangirl spoke.

"No, nothing like that," Kyle said with a straight face, "You know me, I only like girls."

"Aww…" a group of about 20 yaoi fangirls complained in shame.

Kyle, why'd you have to lie? Stan whimpered as he and his hot boyfriend walked to Ms. Choksondik's classroom, We're destined to be together.

I know, I know, Kyle patted Stan on the head as Stan pointed his ears upwards, But you want to keep our relationship a secret, don't you?

Well, yeah, but… I'd almost rather tell everyone about it rather than constantly having to lie.

Stan… As long as we love each other in secret, that's all that matters, Kyle spoke firmly as he and Stan walked in the classroom, With our enduring love, who really gives a hoot with having to lie, if it's so true?

You know, you're right! Stan exclaimed as he and Kyle sat down. His worry dissipated in the blink of an eye, Aww, I love you, Kyle, with all my heart.

I know, Kyle poked Stan's super-smooth cheek playfully, I bet I love you more.

"Ppfmfp, mfmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmfmmfmmfmmfmmfmmfm…" Kenny nearly hurled from the desk next to Stan.

"Kenny!" Stan's cat ear fur bristled, "You… you don't have mind-reading powers like Kyle and I, do you?"

"Mfpmpppmfpmf mffmpf mff pmppppppffpp, mpmfmfmpmmpp," Kenny shrugged, "Ffmppffmf fmpfppppf fmmmppmppppmmppmpm pmfmffpmpmpp ffmppffmf fppmpppffmpp... ffmppffmf pmppppppffpp, pmfppffpmmpppfffmm."

"We are not!" Kyle barked once to warn Kenny to stop talking.

"Ppfpmpmmmffm, ppfpmpmmmffm," The orange-coated boy finally gave in, "Mpfppfpffmfmmppfmp mff fmmmmmmffmpm fmpmfpmmmfmp. Fmmmfpmppmppfmmmfp."

"You'll do well to forget it, too," Stan slapped Kenny as hard as he could with his tail, which was not too painful, at least not very.

"Okay, class," Ms. Choksondik turned on the overhead to start that class period, "You are going to work in groups again. So, get into groups of three and work on pgs. 257-258, #58-66 ALL."

She does put us in groups a lot , doesn't she? Stan said to Kyle.

"Mff pmppppppffpp," Kenny agreed, "Mfffmpfmm pfpfmfmfffmpmpp fmmmffppmmffpmfmmmpff fmpppf fmpmfpmpp fppmmmffm ppmpff mmpppfmmp pmpmppmpppfmfmm ppfppp fmmmmmffmmffpppmfm 'fmffmmmpp ffmppffmfpff fppppfpffpmp mfmpmfppffpmmppfmm' ppmppfpffmpp fmpmfpmmmppp mfpmmmpmfmpf fmpmfpmpp fmpmffppmmpp."

"Okay, that's it," Stan stopped in the middle of the imaginary numbers problem he was working on, "It's quite clear to me that somehow, you got the ability to read minds."

"Fppmfpmmmfmp fmpmfpmpp mfpmpppmfpmf mmmpffmpp ffmppffmf fmpmmmpmfpmpmffpppmfm mmmmmpppffmffmp?" Kenny cocked his head in confusion.

"Let's test that ability again, shall we?" Kyle offered, turning to Stan, Hey, you know that Kenny's mom is a total slut, Stan?

Tee-hee… I know. Last night, I saw her sleeping with five different guys, Stan snickered, And one of them was not Kenny's dad.

"Mfpmppffm!" Kenny gave Stan a spink on his right cat ear, "Mpmppfppp'fmp fmpmmmpmfpmp mmmmmpppffmffmp ppmffm ppmppfppm fmpmfpmmmfmp fppmmmffm!"

Okay, it's official, Stan noted to Kyle, then turned back to Kenny, Kenny, you are hereby dubbed as a mind-reader, just like Kyle and I.

Weird... Kenny scratched his chin.

Well, since you are one of our best friends, Kenny, Stan reached in his handbag, and since you can read minds just as well as Kyle and I, I'd like you to have this sending stone.

What does it do? Kenny took the handsome stone in his hand, carefully inspecting every nook and cranny.

It allows us three friends to telepathically communicate over vast distances, Kyle explained.

Sweet… Kenny hummed, putting the stone away in his pocket. About thirty minutes later, he said, Well, since we can use mind-speech with each other, we can say things that Cartman doesn't have to hear! Cool, huh?

Yeah! Stan was ecstatic, You know, since you put it that way, you're so right!

"Hey, are you gaywads up to something?" Cartman growled from his group with Butters and Tweek.

"Oh, no," Kyle giggled, holding three fingers to his mouth.

"We weren't saying a damned thing…" Stan could barely contain his laughter.

"Ffmmppmmmmfp!" Kenny nearly scowled at the fat boy, but couldn't really since his hood covered so much of his face.

"Whatever," Cartman turned back around, "I just know you dickholes are up to something. And when I find out what it is, you're sooooo going to get it."

Tch, Kenny gritted his teeth, Who put the bug up his butt?

I agree with you, Kenny, Stan noted, Even Eric Theodore "Fatass" Cartman isn't usually this cranky.

But just before the boys were going to get in a totally heated mind-speech fest, the bell to go to second period shop class rang.

Hmm… What a shame, Kenny wailed as he, along with the rest of the class, gathered their things, I was fun trying out mind-speech for the first time.

Well, Kenny, Kyle patted the poor (both monetarily and emotionally) kid on the back, you'll have plenty of opportunities to try it out. So don't try to rush anything, okay? I need to go to my locker. Bye!

With that, Kyle was off, away from sight. But Stan and Kenny both didn't need to go to anywhere but Mr. Bob's class.

So, have you been doing well, Stan? Kenny asked.

Yeah, Stan nodded.

What's been going on with Kyle? He likes you, yes?

Yeah…

Come to think of it… What was happening this morning? You weren't… I mean… That is, are you...

Goodness, Kenny, what is it? Out with it already.

Are you and Kyle going out?

Huh? Well, um, you see… Yeah.

Aww, cute!! I wish I had a lover. So, how far have you gotten with him?

Do you really want to know the answer to that question?

Yeah!

Well, it's like… Um…

Holy friggin crap! You… you two… you totally banged last night, didn't you?

Stan was steaming as he and Kenny walked in Mr. Bob's classroom, Yeah. We did.

Luuuuuucky! I'm still a virgin, too. So, what did "Prince Kyle" feel like? Moreover, what does sex feel like?

Terrific… a true spectacle of beauty. Especially with Kyle. Man, when he entered me and thrust hard so many times, I thought I was going to be ripped apart. Sex hurts but feels so euphoric at the same time. The whole experience had my heart hammering like crazy, dude.

You're making me so jealous, Stan! Kenny lightly tapped the young apostle on the back, It's cute how you're the catcher, too.

Crap, I think Kyle is coming, Stan's cat ears went erect.

Don't talk like that, Kenny wiggled a finger, Especially since you just got through telling me what a good time you had with him last night.

Not that kind of coming, you idiot! Stan punched Kenny lightly.

"Hey, what's going on over here?" Kyle waved and smiled as he entered the classroom.

"Nothing much…!" Stan hesitated.

"Suspicious, suspicious, suspicious," Kyle shook his head while smiling.

"Well, in any case," Stan attempted to change the subject, "I can't wait to get home from school!"

~After school, that night, at Kenny's house~

"So, Kenny," Carol McCormick, Kenny's nearly drunken mother, spoke at the dinner table, "What happened at school today? Anything cool?"

"Ffmppffmf fppppffmfpmfmpmppp'fmp mmpmpppmfmffmppfpmmpp ppmmpp mffmpf Mff fmpppfpmfmpm ffmppffmf..." Kenny replied.

"Of course we'd believe you, son," Stuart McCormick, Kenny's smoking and drinking father, took a gulp of his beer can after he spoke, "What could possibly go wrong?"

"Ppfpmpmmmffm... mfpmpppffmpp mfffmp mfmppfmppfmm," Kenny took a deep breath, "Ppmppfppm, Mpmmmmmpm, fmpppfmpmmmmffm, Mff mfpmmmfpmmpp mfmmmmmffpppmppmpm fmpmfpmpp mmmmmpmffpmfmfffmpffm fmpppf pffmppmmmmpm ppmmffpppmpmfmm."

At that moment, Carol nearly choked on her food, Stuart spat out his beer, and Kenny's older brother Kevin simply gaped.

"Kenny, don't be silly…" Carol appeared to be very anxious, "You can't read minds. That's crazy talk."

"Mpfmffpppmpp, Mff'pmfpmf pfmpffppffpmmpp mfffmp fmpppf ffmppffmf," Kenny challenged, "Mmmpppmpm ffmppffmf fmmmmmmffmpm ffmppffmf mmpmpppmfmffmppfpmmppmpm ppmmpp."

"Fine…" Stuart shook his head, saying in his head, I wonder what was on the hot lunch menu at South Park High School today.

"Mmfppffmfpppfmppffffm-mpfpffmffmppmpm fmmfmpmppmmmpmp fppmfffmpmfp ppmmmmfmmmfpmppmpm pfmppffmpmmmfmpppfmppfmm mmmpppmpm mfmpffmmmfpmffm," Kenny began, "Pfmmpppfffmmppfpppmmmpmfpmfffm, Mff mfmppffmp mmm mpfpfffmfmfffmp mmfppfmmfpmpfmpmmmmffpmf mmmfmm mmm fmmmffmpmmpp mmmpppmpm mmm fmmppmmmmpmfpmf mmpppffmpfmppmfmpp ppfmpf ppfpffmmmpppmfmmpp Mfmmmmfmpppfpffmmmmpmmpp fmpppf mpmpffmffppppmp."

"Impossible…" Stuart couldn't believe what his son had just told him.

"What?" Kevin was suddenly curious in the situation, "What did you ask him, Dad?"

"What was on his school's lunch menu today was all," Stuart slumped in his chair, "He answered what it was, all right."

"Stuart, may I have a word with you?" Carol yanked on her husband's shirt and took him to the side.

"What do you want, Carol?" Stuart whispered.

"You know the incident with Stan's powers awakening, and the realization that he is one of the Branded?"

"Yeah."

"The same thing is happening to Kenny. I just know it."

"It seems you're right, Carol."

"But we shouldn't tell him yet! He shouldn't find out about who he really is until he has come of age."

"I agree entirely," Stuart began to return to the kitchen.

"Fppmfpffm, fppmfpmmmfmp mfpmmmpfmpfmmpppppmppmpm?" Kenny wanted to know.

"None of your beeswax," Stuart began to treat his son like he was 2 years old, "Hurry up, finish dinner, and go to bed."

"Mpfmffpppmpp…" Kenny barely agreed, slowly sauntering to his room.

~The next day, right before 1st period…~

"Oh, hello, Kenny!" Kyle waved when he saw his friend, "What's the matter? You look somewhat distraught."

It's just that… Kenny began in mind-speech, I told my family about my ability to peer into the heart, and, well, they pretty much went amok.

How so?

Well, my mom took my dad into a different room and said something about my powers being similar to Stan's. In fact, they really related this situation to when Stan became the next apostle.

I see, Kyle nodded to show that he was listening, then said aloud, "Speaking of which, where is he?"

"Mff mpmppfppp'fmp pmppppppffpp," Kenny shrugged, "Mfpmpp mpmmffmpmppp'fmp fmmmfpppffpp fmfpfm fmpppf mmfpmfmmmfmmfmm."

"Maybe he's late," Kyle suggested, then pointed at Cartman's desk, "Hey! The fatass isn't here!"

"Fmmfppmppmppfmp..." Kenny clenched a fist as a sign of victory.

"Okay, class," Ms. Choksondik spoke in her usual way, "I'll take roll call now."

Hmm? Kyle pricked up his right wolf ear, laying his left one flat, It's rather unusual of her to call roll first, isn't it, Kenny?

Uh-huh. Normally, she'd go straight to math problems or something first.

"So, the only ones not here today are Mr. Marsh and Mr. Cartman?" Ms. Choksondik announced.

"Yes, ma'am," Kyle answered from the class.

Just when they least expected it, there was a knock on the door.

"I'll get it," Kyle offered.

"Why, Mr. Broflovski," Ms. Choksondik was rather touched, "How gentlemanly of you."

"May I help you, miss?" Kyle opened the door to a sophomore girl.

"Um, yes," the girl was instantly love-struck by Kyle's good looks, "Mr. Kyle Broflovski, I have a letter for you."

"Thank you very much," Kyle nodded as the girl ran off with glee."

"What happened?" Ms. Choksondik asked when Kyle closed the door, "What did the girl want?"

"She gave a letter to me," Kyle responded. On his way back to his seat, he held the letter in his hands.

What does that letter say? Kenny inquired.

I don't know… There's no name or anything on it.

It could be a threat letter.

Maybe. I'll open it and see.

Kyle then took the eraser end of his pencil, sliding it under the letter's envelope to remove the letter. He began to read:

To Mr. Kyle Broflovski:

You want to know why Stan is absent today? He wanted to see you. So I captured him, and now you have to come rescue him if you want him to live. Meet me at Stark's Pond as soon as you get the chance. I'll be waiting.

Oh, and as for Cartman's absence… Don't worry. That is completely irrelevant.

-A mysterious terrorist

Holy shit, dude! Kenny covered his mouth to prevent a sound from coming out, I knew it! What are you going to do?

Why, go straight to Stark's Pond, of course! Kyle already got up, Sorry, Kenny, but I'm going to have to ask you to stay here.

Fine… I'll be waiting. Hurry up and save Stan from that damned terrorist.

"Mr. Broflovski, where are you going?" Ms. Choksondik was astounded at Kyle's sudden urge to leave her classroom.

"Ma'am, forgive me," Kyle bowed even more deeply than he normally did, "There's pressing matters concerning the letter I just received, and they have to be attended to right away!"

Then, without another word, Kyle was already off.

Oh, Kyle… Kenny touched his hand to the pocket which contained his sending stone, Please, please be all right…