Disclaimer: I do not own South Park, admit it, if anyone but Matt Stone and Trey Parker owned it, it would probably suck.

"Come'on Pip, your not going to fifth period." said Heinretta, hooking her arm with Pips.
"Right-o, where are we going then?" asked Pip, he successfully hid his annoyance at being forced to skip class. Heinretta didn't answer, in fact she didn't say anything until she pulled Pip into the girls locker room, which was deserted at this time of day. "What are we doing here?" asked Pip nervously. Heinretta pulled off her shirt, letting it fall to floor and exposing her black lacy bra underneath. She pushed Pip onto a bench and straddled his waist.
"Your going to touch me," she informed him.
"O-oh my." stammer Pip, this was wrong, he didn't want this! "I don't want to."
"Your going to anyway." explained Heinretta, she leaned forward to kiss him, only to be yanked backwards. She tried to scream but nothing came out, then blackness consumed her. Pip watched in wide-eyed terror as she flew backwards, her head connected hard with the wall, blood and bits of brains splattered the grey tile and slid slowly down the wall. Pip could only stop looking at the horror when a pair of too-pale hands grasped the sides of his face and turned his face away. "Damien." whispered Pip, those fiery red eyes held his gaze, just like they did when he was a 9-year-old boy. Back then he had been drawn to him in what he assumed was a want for a friend, now he could feel the burning of denied desires inside himself. "I've been watching you. Your so beautiful now." said Damien quietly, gently caressing Pip's skin "She didn't deserve you." He gestured towards the dead goth-girl, making Pip's gaze flicker back to her momentarily, but she didn't matter now. "Damien." repeated Pip, he slowly moved closer to him, hands touching, allowing himself to feel the object of his desires. Damien wrapped one arm around Pip's back and the other tangled it's self in Pip's long blond hair. Damien connected their lips passionately, they hungrily devoured each other's mouth. The kiss becoming rougher and harder with each passing moment. Being mortal and all Pip had to breath, so to avoid passing out he reluctantly broke the kiss. "I love you." Said Pip breathlessly. Damien smiled, it looked great on him.
"I love you too." replied Damien "You do know your going to hell, right?"
"I know." said Pip, he smiled playfully and kissed Damien, he had the Anti-Christ all to himself now.