CHAPTER 2.

Tweek continued to stare down at the white table cloth. After a long awkward pause the server brought out their food. Tweek did his usual of poke the pasta, while Calcifur quietly sipped his soup. The server returned a bit later. "So which of you gentlemen are going to cover the bill?" Tweek jumped at the random sound of the voice. Calcifur's eyes slowly rolled towards the server. "I will" he said quietly. Handing the him $30.00, he stood and motioned for Tweek to follow. Tweek stood and walked outside with Calcifur.

"Which way is home?" Calcifur asked. Tweek replied with a "Huh?" Calcifur looked at his phone. It was nearly 10:45. "Curfew is in effect for you right?" Calcifur asked. "Unh...yeah…" Tweek whispered quietly. "I just…um…" He began. "Hey, it is Friday." Calcifur interrupted. "We have all weekend if you want to hang out." Tweek's eyes flashed open and he stared at his new friend. "Y-you would actually...want to spend more time with me." Calcifur's expression was quite soft for a goth. "Yeah, why not? I don't have any other plans..." He paused. "Do you want to hang out?" Tweek didn't have to think about his answer." Yes." He replied sternly. Calcifur smiled and allowed Tweek to lead him towards his house. In a short time they arrived at Tweek's average red house. Tweek stopped at the entrance to his walk way. "Ungh...would you like to stay the night. I am sure that you are just as tired as I am...I mean…you…would have to walk home wouldn't you?" He blushed and twiddled his thumbs. "Sure." Calcifur smirked. Tweek looked up. "Ok…you just have to wait until I check my room…It uh…may not be clean." Calcifur sighed and followed him inside.

"Tweek hunny is that you?" His mother called. "Y-yeah, I have company." he replied. "Would you like me to bring you guys some coffee then?" Tweek nodded. "Ungh, yes..." Calcifur elbowed him in the gut. "No, we will be going to sleep." Calcifur replied. Tweek gave Calcifur an odd look. He shook his head. "Tweek if you drink coffee then you wont sleep now will you?" Tweek looked down." I can't sleep anyways." Calcifur followed Tweek upstairs into his room. It was a relatively clean room, furnished with the average teenage boy things, computer, desk, drawers, and a bed. Tweek began laying out a futon on the ground." I hope you don't mind my bed." He said nervously. Calcifur gave him a challenging look." I am taking the floor" he muttered." Tweek shook his head in disagreement. "No you are my guest." As Tweek finished his statement Calcifur drug him over to his bed and pushed him over. "I don't like to fight, so we will sleep together." Tweek's face lit up. "T-t-together!? As in the same bed?" He began trying to push Calcifur away. "Yes together Tweek." He pulled Tweek in an unbreakable hug." There now, no more squirming." Tweek's breathing began to increase as his heart rate did. His face buried itself into Calcifur's chest. "Ungh…I think this is a bad idea." he whispered. Tweek felt Calcifur's surprisingly warm skin underneath his white button up shirt. He let out a soft hum and rested his cheek against it.

"UNH! Clothes" Tweek gasped. He slid out of Calcifur's grasp and ran to his dresser. He tossed out some pajama bottoms for himself and tried to find something big enough for Calcifur. Calcifur chuckled and said "I'll just sleep in my boxers." He began to unbutton his shirt. Tweek stared mesmerized at his pale goth skin. "Tweek?" Calcifur asked. "Are you alright?" Tweek sat next to his dresser head half cocked staring. "Tweek!" Calcifur stated loudly. Tweek shook himself out of the trance and looked around..."uh uhm...sorry." Calcifur looked at Tweek's hands fumbling with his buttons, he sighed and knelt down next to him and undid the remaining buttons. Tweek peeled his shirt off revealing his porcelain skin. Calcifur noticed slightly odd marks blemishing his white skin. They were scars. Not regular scars but carvings...As if someone was using his body as paper. Tweek quickly pulled a shirt over his head blocking Calcifur's view. "Hey" Calcifur uttered. Tweek looked down and scooted towards the bed already in his pajama bottoms. "What was that" he asked with a concerned tone. Tweek rolled over in the bed. Calcifur sat next to him and turned Tweek back towards himself. "Tweek, I am going to look now ok." Calcifur lifted Tweek's shirt enough to see the scars lining his sides. Phrases like 'Psycho' and 'bad boy' there were more lewd terms there as well. "Calcifur that is enough" he choked out. Tweek pulled the blankets up to his neck and turned away. Calcifur reached out for Tweek's shoulder and paused. "You will tell me when you are ready?" He asked. Tweek didn't respond. That night neither boy could sleep. Tweek was too worried that Calcifur would go prying, and Calcifur was wanting to pry. Tweek's eyes filled with tears as he remembered what had happened.

It was Tweek's sixth grade year, his "Uncle" James had come to visit. Sure it wasn't blood but it was family enough. His mom had planned a huge dinner, with lots of incredible dishes. Food that his mother never mad unless it was a holiday. You see, Tweek's uncle was a very well off man, he ran an asylum. He was the head of the hospital, meaning he had a lot of experience with psychologically challenged people. Tweek never had a problem with him, not since he was a baby. In fact Tweek pretty much confided in the man. He was a couple of years younger than Tweek's father and three if not ten times better looking. He had a kind smile, and his voice was calming. Tweek told him about his regular problems and the man would listen, not offer a cup of joe to settle him. He actually seemed to care. Then that summer Tweek's parents had left him in his custody.

James Geist was a nice, patient man. He was smart, easy going and most of all he loved what he did. He was wonderful with his staff, he didn't have any complaints against him, he was a sincerely nice guy. Tweek liked that about him. He looked up to him. The man had no evil in him. The only thing that troubled Tweek while he was at James' house was the shadow that appeared and lingered on the wall and the door that was always open. Tweek had a nervous feeling that someone was watching him. It was very hard for him to sleep as is and now this figure in the door way. Eventually Tweek would fall asleep.

The morning of the incident Tweek had gotten up early for breakfast. He didn't want to miss James on his way to work.. He hurried to the kitchen to see James munching on toast and checking his e-mail. "U-uncle James." he stuttered. "Yes Tweek," James said calmly. "I…ungh…was wondering if you had anyone cleaning your house at uhg… night." Tweek's eyes shifted from wall to wall. " I mean I ..think that someone is watching me sleep at night." He began fidgeting with his clothes. James raised an eyebrow and took Tweek's small hands into his. " We've had this talk before Tweek. Do not pull on your clothes, you will stretch them and speak more clearly, people can not understand you when you grunt or grumble." He smiled at Tweek kindly. Tweek nodded and asked again. "Does anyone work at night?" James looked at Tweek and smirked. "No little one, there is nobody here at night except you and me." The wide smile and narrow eyes on James' face made Tweek shiver. "Well then," James said standing." I am off to work." He patted on Tweek's head as he headed out. Tweek was left in the kitchen eyes wide and his breath caught in his throat.

The whole day seemed off. Tweek did nothing but sit in the living room, for he feared that if he messed anything up something might happen. Tweek woke with as start as he felt himself being carried up stairs. "Good morning Sunshine." James whispered in Tweek's ear, earning him a shiver from the boy. Tweek stared up at James' soft smile and gasped." I can walk." James chuckled and grinned wider. Not for very much longer." Tweek's eyes filled with tears. "You know Tweek, I've watched you for some time now and I must honestly say that you bewilder me. I mean, I am around the mentally handicapped all day but none of them intrigue the way you do. It, well it make me want to push you further, see how much your mind can hold." James' eyes seemed clouded over with imaginings. Tweek let out a nervous laugh. " You…you had me there for a second Uncle." James was forced from his dream world as he looked at Tweek. "Oh Tweek, I'm quite serious. And the best part is, nobody will believe you. You see it is pretty much fool proof. I am a doctor and you well you are mentally disturbed, ignored by your parents, picked on at school, and insulted you decided to act out some of that agony. It is very common in your case of instability. You know where my kitchen is and as in every kitchen there are knives, you decided to take one of those said knives and carve out what you feel." He laughed subtly. "I only happened to catch you before you could carry out the rest of you sad little plan." He said opening the door to Tweek's bedroom. "It won't be long now Tweek. Your sweet little cries, pleading with me to stop." Tweek's cheeks were stained with still running tears. "Shh…Shh. Don't cry yet." James teased. "We still have a long way to go." He smirked closing the door with his foot.

Tweek awoke screaming. He felt hands around his shoulders shaking him, and familiar voices calling his name. It was his parents and Calcifur. He had been dreaming again. "Tweek" his mother said in a worried tone, "Are you ok." Tweek nervously pulled his blanket over his head and cried. Calcifur turned to Tweek's dad, as if looking for answers. Richard Tweak shook his head and walked out of the room. "It has been a while since you've done this hasn't it dear." His mother said patting the blanket on his head. Tweek's body shivered in response. His voice came out in tiny hitches. "S-sorry…Cal." Calcifur wrapped his arms around the tiny ball of blanket and nodded. "It'll be ok." He tried to reassure the both of them. Tweek eventually trailed back off to sleep with a series of sniffles and hiccups. Calcifur gently stroked Tweek's shoulders, till he too drifted into unconsciousness.

The next morning Tweek woke looking around, his room wasn't his room! It was dark, and hot. His arms began to flail hitting an object next to him. "Ouch" came a voice. "Tweek calm down." It was Calcifur. He pulled the blanket down to reveal a sheepish grin on Tweek's face. "Sorry." Calcifur chuckled and popped Tweek in the head with a pillow. "Lets go get some breakfast." Tweek nodded and followed the now dressed Calcifur down stairs. Tweek's parents had already headed out to the coffee house leaving Tweek a letter on the fridge.

'Tweek take it easy today and have fun. You don't have to come in this afternoon we've got it covered. There is some lemon poppy seed muffin mix in the fridge so make you and your friend some breakfast.' -Love Mom.

Tweek frowned. He wasn't a fan of lemon, but he knew that Calcifur might enjoy them. He began digging in the cabinets searching for the non-stick muffin tin, he hated having to put those tiny muffin papers in the bottom of the pan. "You want some coffee." the voice came from nowhere causing Tweek to lift his head quickly , smacking it on the top of the cabinet. "Argh!" Calcifur snickered and wrapped his arms around Tweek's head. "That really hurt you know." Tweek grunted looking up at Calcifur's half smile. "Ungh…don't laugh!" A knock at the door sent them both in different directions.

"Hey Tweek!" It was Kyle's voice. "Your mom said that you might need some company today!" A series of different peoples giggles came after Kyle's. "C'mon Tweek wake up!" Kyle chortled. "We know you and Callie spent the night together." That time it was Cartman's voice. "Shut up fat ass" Kyle said elbowing him roughly. "Ow! You fuckin' J…" Kyle knocked him harder leaving him on the ground and the rest of the gang laughing. "Ungh…just a minute!" Tweek responded, checking his kitchen making sure it was clean. "Okay" He said unlocking the door. Kyle smirked holding up a bag of bagels and cream cheese. "You're mom said that she had fixed you some muffin batter. I knew that you probably wouldn't like it so I took the liberty of picking up something to eat." Tweek took the bagels happily. "I was just about to start the muffins actually." He turned to Calcifur. "And he was going to prepare some coffee. I don't know if we have juice but…" Kyle cut him off holding up another bag. " I'm one step ahead of you." Tweek smiled and nodded.

Calcifur smirked and started a pot of coffee. "So Raven," he began, "How long have you all been together." Stan looked up at Calcifur. "Eh…just about….all of our lives…Tweek joined about sheesh…Um….fourth grade." He paused to think back. "Yeah. It was fourth grade." Calcifur frowned. "Graduating is somewhat difficult. I mean…" he began spinning a spoon on the counter. "There won't be any more curly goth." He half chuckled. Tweek gave Calcifur a concerned look. Stan looked between the two. "Psh! You'll show up, I know you will. You're a crazy goth kid." He joked. Calcifur shook his head. "Y-yeah, you're right."

"No…" Tweek said. "You need to go to school." Tweek's voice was no higher than a mumble at this point. Everyone's eyes were glued to the blonde boy.

Kyle bit his lip and laughed, "Uhm…Tweek where are those muffin tins." He said trying to break the ice. Tweek nodded and knelt back down opening the cabinets and handing the tins to Kyle. Calcifur stared at Tweek in bewilderment. 'Why was he so worried about him going to college or not.' Cartman grunted, "So enough with the queer-mo gay-o. What games do you have around here?" Tweek looked at Cartman with slight disgust. "I don't own any games. They cost too much money, and ungh…they are making our generation stupider!" Cartman looked at Tweek angrily. "Oh…is that hostility I sense from you?" Tweek's eyes grew wide. "Ungh no! I uh…" Calcifur cut in. "So what if it was? You're a big guy but I don't think you could take all of us." He smirked. Kyle laughed, "Cartman is all talk, and fat. He doesn't have anything to back it up." Cartman looked offended. "Shut the hell up Kyle! Nobody asked you!" Kyle laughed, "Nobody had to, they already know that you suck." Cartman had enough. He lunged towards Kyle, while Kyle dodged him nimbly. "E-enough!" Tweek cried out. Cartman stopped his attack and snickered at Tweek. "So you've had enough?" Cartman asked briskly, as if he had done some amazing feat. "I-I think you…should leave. Kyle and Stan can stay, but you, you have to leave." His voice was confident, but his heart was sporadic! Cartman chuckled. "Really Tweek" he said in a mocking tone. "You're kicking me out." His face was in Tweek's. "Y-y-yes! Yes, I ungh…am." Kyle and Stan glanced at Cartman and drug him out kicking and screaming. "Good job." Calcifur whispered to Tweek. "Good job."

The rest of the morning was actually pretty fun, Stan, Kyle, Calcifur and Tweek just sat around Tweek's living room making fun of old movies. After the movies became too silly, they sat around, playing a questions game. "Okay," Kyle stated, "It is somewhat like truth or dare, but only truth. You ask some one a question, then that person asks someone else a question. If you don't want to answer that question, then you say pass. Keep in mind that you only have three passes the whole game. Who want's to go first." Tweek twitched. 'Ungh…this game is going to be hell' He thought to himself. Stan spoke up. "Calcifur, how far have you gone with a person. Sexually." Tweek's face lit up as if the question was directed at him. "A lady never kisses and tells, but I am no lady so… I've had sex with a few people, male and female. Simple question." Calcifur nodded proudly. Stan and Kyle gazed at Calcifur in amazement, while Tweek stared with a look of pain. "Next question," Calcifur said. "Goes to Tweek." Tweek bit his lip and nodded. "Have you ever had a…" he paused. "Have you ever been in a relationship?" Tweek breathed a sigh of relief. "No." He said plainly. "I am no sure I want one the are so much trouble…and they cause so much stress." Calcifur raised an eyebrow. "Oh" he whispered. "Kyle." Tweek mumbled. "A-are you and Stan, you know…dating." Kyle's face turned slightly pink. He shook his head. "No…heh heh. We aren't." He choked out nervously. "Why not?" Calcifur questioned. "Out of turn!" Stan warned. Calcifur rolled his eyes. "S-so…" Kyle cleared his throat. "Uhm…Stan… H-how are you and Wendy doing? Romantically." He hid his face from Stan. He didn't want him to see the jealous expression. "Well, we haven't had sex if that is what you are wondering. I don't think it is working. She is always jealous that I can talk to you about everything." He nudged Kyle a little bit, emphasizing the word 'everything'. "And when you show up at the foot ball games you somewhat cheer for me. I mean…geeze relax, it isn't like we are doing anything." He sighed. "She doesn't like our study group. She thinks it is just another excuse for me to see you. I don't know what she has to worry about. I don't like you in that way." Kyle's eyes widened. "Of course" he said weakly. "Of course you don't. I think that is enough questions for now." He mumbled. "Ahh why?" Stan groaned. Kyle shot Stan an angry look. "Because those questions are old and over used." Stan flinched back. It wasn't often that Kyle got mad, but when it happened it was bad. Kyle stood up and went to the kitchen. "E-excuse me." Tweek said sliding out of the room awkwardly to join Kyle. "Kyle." Tweek said softly. "I'm sorry things turned out so badly." Kyle turned and smiled. "It should have been obvious by now. Pretty much the only thing that I haven't done to show him is kiss him. I mean…" He sighed. Tweek blushed. "Well." he whispered. "Why don't you?" Tweek arched his eyebrows. Kyle shoved Tweek's head away gently. "Be real Tweek. He's already said that it would never happen."

Meanwhile the two raven haired boys sat quietly. "Is it true?" Calcifur asked finally.

"Is what true?" Stan asked in return. Calcifur rolled his eyes and looked for a cigarette. "You know." He grunted when he couldn't find one. "Not liking Kyle." Stan's face began to glow brightly. "I…yes, but…no…I mean." He hesitated. "I don't know if I want to be with a guy. It isn't something either of our parents would want." Calcifur ran his fingers through his hair. "Screw your parents. Is it something that you want?" He stared at Stan seriously. Stan's eyes were to the ground. "Besides. They wouldn't abandon you, you are too much of a Mama's boy." Calcifur rested his head on the back of the couch. Stan gave him an annoyed look before flogging him in the arm with his fist. Calcifur chuckled and hit him back. The other two boys returned with a big bowl of Cheesy Poofs. Calcifur looked at the bright orange bowl of cheese and shook his head playfully. "I haven't eaten these since I was…phew…young." He smirked. Kyle smiled and threw one at him. "Then eat one." He laughed. Stan furrowed his brow at the two. "Okay, okay. Let's not waste food." The three of them looked at Stan with confusion. "Ungh…Let's play the second half of that truth or dare game." Tweek muttered. "You mean the dare portion?" Kyle looked at Tweek suspiciously. He nodded nervously. 'Do it for Kyle, do it for Kyle.' He kept telling himself. "Okay" Tweek said. "I'll go first." 'OH GEEZE OH GEEZE'. "Uhn…Kyle…I dare you too…" his face turned red. "I dare you to confess to Stan." Tweek stood up and ran to his room. "UGH GOSH…THAT WAS TOO MUCH PRESSURE!" He shouted. Stan and Kyle sat without moving, their faces frozen in shock. Calcifur had to cover his mouth to keep from laughing. "C'mon." He said his mouth curled into a devilish smile. "Do it."

Kyle half smirked and turned to the other boy. "Stan…even if it is for a dare…I uhm…I really do like you." He turned away, his face as red as his hair. Stan frowned. "Kyle, that isn't right man." Kyle turned to face Stan, his eyes wide with horror. " The guy is supposed to confess to the girl." Kyle punched Stan in the arm as hard as his tiny Jew arm would allow him to. Calcifur sighed. "So what now? Are you going to break it off with Wendy?" Stan blushed. "Yeah…she is a bit uhm…untrusting." Kyle blushed and placed his hand on Stan's shoulder. "What does this mean in our case?" He questioned his best friend. Stan leaned forward and placed his hand on Kyle's head. "It means that we should take our time and see what happens." Kyle's already red face seemed to glow brighter. His breath catching in his chest. "So there is a chance?" Stan face palmed Kyle and nodded. " Of course there is." He looked towards Calcifur. "What about you…and Tweek?" Calcifur shook his head. "It will never happen."

So that is it for chapter two. I hope it wasn't too uhm….dramatic…yeah that's the word dramatic. Anywho. Uhm…I'll try to continue maybe and have Ch. Three written and uploaded soon.

-Hugs and kisses-Bee-