Second chapter. Its title should tell you everything you need to know.

Kyle woke up feeling unusually well, mostly due to the dream he had. He could barely remember it, but he knew it involved Kenny, and any dream that had Kenny in it was a good one.
He got up slowly from his bed and dragged himself to the bathroom. After that, thanks to, among other things, splashing his face with ice cold water, he was able to walk normally back into his room. He turned on his computer and started writing down possible ways to make the presentation with Kenny.
After a while, however, he realized he forgot something important – he hadn't asked his mother if Kenny could have lunch at his house or not.
Kyle ran downstairs and found his mother making him breakfast. He approached her, making the same face Cartman made when he asked his mom anything and asked her if Kenny could have lunch at their house. At first it seemed like she was going to say no, but when she looked at him, she smiled and said it was OK.

"Wow, I can't believe that actually worked. I really gotta pay more attention to what fatass does to get what he wants."

Kyle was almost back in his room when he heard a knock on the door. He ran back downstairs and saw that it was Kenny.

"Either I've been sleeping for ten hours or he's early... Yup, he's early. Kinda weird, especially on a weekend."

Kyle: Hey. You're early.
Kenny: And you're still wearing your pajamas.
Kyle: ...Yeah, I woke up like twenty minutes ago.
Kenny: ...Well, I don't mean to be rude, but it's freezing out here, and I'd very much like to be able to feel my fingers.
Kyle: Sorry. Come in. I turned on my computer and wrote down some stuff for you to read. It's just some suggestions for how we could organize our presentation.
Kenny: Alright.

Kyle led Kenny into his room, picked up some clothes and went into the bathroom to change into his regular clothes. There was no way he was going to change in front of Kenny, even though he had already seen him naked many times when they were kids. Back then it was different. Nowadays, with his newfound feelings for Kenny, it would just make him very nervous, even more so than talking to him in the locker room yesterday.

Once Kyle got back into his room he saw that Kenny was already writing down some stuff of his own; more specifically, stuff for their presentation. As soon as he walked into the room Kenny looked at him from head to toe and waved his arm so that Kyle would come closer and see what he had been writing.

Kyle: Wow. When did you learn all of this?
Kenny: Hey, I pay attention in class... and to you.
Kyle: Well, I'm both flattered and impressed.
Kenny: Thanks... How's your hand?
Kyle: It's fine now.
Kenny: Let me see.

Kyle showed his hand to Kenny, who did the exact same thing he had done yesterday: he ran his fingers on the same place that Kyle had hurt yesterday and made sure it really was fine and, just like yesterday, Kyle smiled and blushed. The boys smiled at each other for almost thirty seconds and got back to work. They decided to make a small slide show so that their work wouldn't be too boring to listen to, but that was the easy part. First they needed to write down the information they had and organize it. That wouldn't take too long but, as sure as the sun rises in the east, the boys would distract each other for hours and wouldn't actually work that much. From pillow fights to random Internet searches for whatever they could think of, Kenny and Kyle were effectively playing around ten minutes for every ten seconds of actual work; not to mention that Kyle's feelings for Kenny and the latter's childish personality didn't help much either.

Sheila: Boys! Lunch is ready!

"Oh, fuck!"

Kyle: Dude, we're way behind on this.
Kenny: Relax. You're the smartest guy in our class and we have the whole weekend ahead of us.
Kyle: "The whole weekend" is a day and a half and that's if we don't sleep at all.
Kenny: Relax. We'll be fine.

"We'd be going a lot faster if you didn't start a pillow fight or 'Truth or Dare' game every ten minutes... Then again, that's part of why I like you."

The boys went downstairs to eat and, after they finished, ran back upstairs. However, Ike wanted to talk to Kyle in private.

Ike: So... You didn't tell me Kenny was coming over.
Kyle: There was no reason to. Our biology teacher assigned us groups and-
Ike: And naturally you didn't think that being in a group with the one guy you've ever liked-
Kyle: Shut up! He might hear you.
Ike: Relax... The door is closed, unless he's got his ear pressed against it, he can't hear a damn thing. So, when are you gonna tell him?
Kyle: I'm not gonna tell him anything because there's nothing to talk about. Now leave me alone, I have work to do.
Ike: Whatever you say, bro...

"Note to self: If Ike wants to talk and Kenny is around, don't."

Kyle went back into his room after making sure Ike went away and found Kenny once again typing away on his keyboard.

"He's really working hard on this."

Kyle: ...Listen, Kenny, why don't you take a break? You can rest on my bed while I work on this.
Kenny: I don't want you to finish all of this by yourself. Besides, I'm fine. I don't need to rest.
Kyle: You're the one who's gonna finish by himself if you don't let me help every now and then.
Kenny: ...Alright.

Kenny got off the chair and lied down in Kyle's bed while the latter grabbed a book and started reading it, so that later he could write down everything he read, only summarized.

"Always with the books. I don't understand why your mother gave you a computer in the first place."

After ten minutes of watching Kyle go through the book, Kenny fell asleep from boredom. When Kyle noticed it, he giggled.

"So much for not needing to rest. He looks cute even in his sleep... I wonder why he never takes off his hood though."

Kenny only took off his hood to change his clothes or to shower. All that was visible of his hair most of the time were just a few golden strands right above his eyes. Kyle thought that just made him cuter, but it was still a bit annoying. He loved Kenny's blond hair and he didn't understand why he hid it from everyone.

Kyle put down the book five minutes later and started writing on his computer, as he was tired of reading it.

"I can see why Kenny hates these things. This is fucking boring, not to mention uncomfortable."

Kenny woke up when Kyle's mom knocked on his bedroom door to talk to him for a while. He kept his eyes closed, but he was wide awake.

Sheila: Kyle, your father and I are going to leave for while tomorrow. We need to go take care of a mistake your father made, and it's gonna take some time.

"By the way you said 'father' I assume it was really your mistake. That's what happens when you try to get others to do what you want."

Sheila: We're going to have to leave right away, so you'll have to order something or cook for you and your brother.
Kyle: OK. Thanks for warning me. Kenny still needs to come over, though, since we need more time to finish this thing.
Sheila: That's alright.

"I just hope Ike doesn't get any ideas and leaves me alone with Kenny. I don't understand why he doesn't just leave me be."

Sheila went into Ike's room to tell him about the fact that she was leaving and Kyle went back into his room, where Kenny was still lying on his bed. As soon as Kyle closed the door, Kenny opened his eyes, yawned and got up, groaning.

Kenny: What was that all about?
Kyle: My mom and dad are gonna leave tomorrow morning for a few hours. No big deal.
Kenny: ...Alright. So, what do you have there so far?
Kyle: Well, I started writing about...

As Kyle explained to Kenny what he had written, Ike had already heard everything he needed from his mother and started calling some of his friends to see where he might spend a couple of hours.
Although he knew Kyle wouldn't like it, he really did want to help him deal with his feelings for Kenny. He knew that the best way of dealing with anything was to get everything out in the open and talk about it, even if sometimes it didn't seem like a good idea.

Kenny and Kyle spent most of the rest of the day practicing their presentation with what they had written so far (since they were bored with research) and the rest just slacking off. Every mistake each of them made gave them a chance to act like little kids, and they took advantage of every opportunity. When the sun went down, Kenny told Kyle he had to leave, which made him sad. He was really having a good time with Kenny.

Kyle: Do you really have to go?
Kenny: Sorry, dude. My mom wants me home early.

"When I was 8 she didn't give a shit. Now she wants me home early... Fucking unbelievable."

Kyle: Well... alright then. Just don't forger that you need to come back tomorrow so we can actually finish this.
Kenny: Don't worry, I won't. See ya.
Kyle: Bye.

"Tomorrow we really have to work. My mom will kill me if we don't finish this."

As soon as he walked out the door, Kyle started missing him: his laugh, his pranks, his warm smile...
Every step home for Kenny was a step away from Kyle, and he didn't like that one bit.

"Dammit. Staying with him all this time just made it worse."

After Kenny completely disappeared from sight, Kyle went back into his house and was once again faced with his brother. Ike opened his mouth to tell his brother that he was going to leave him and Kenny alone tomorrow, but Kyle just shook his head from side to side, thinking he wanted to talk about Kenny, and went into his room.

"Ike really needs to learn when to shut the fuck up. I know he just wants to help, but 'no' means 'no'."

Ike was confused, but he just shrugged and went back to watching TV.

"Whatever happens tomorrow is not my fault. I tried to warn him. Besides, it's not like I would've made a difference."

Kyle stood at his window and looked out into the town. It had been colder than usual lately; it would probably start snowing very soon. He thought about practicing on his own, but it just didn't feel right without Kenny, so instead he tried to play one of his favorite games, but everything in it just reminded him of Kenny. Even the character he was playing as had piercing blue eyes and blond hair, just like Kenny.

"I really have to review my choice of games."

Kyle also tried listening to music, but the lyrics of all his favorite songs also reminded him of Kenny.

"...This is fucking stupid."

Finally, Kyle decided to just rest for a few hours. Even if he fell asleep and dreamt of Kenny, it would be infinitely better than missing him while awake.

Kyle fell asleep almost thirty minutes later and had the same dream as last night.
He was holding hands with Kenny as the latter walked him home. When they arrived, Kenny followed Kyle up into his bedroom and closed the door. He approached Kyle and caressed his cheek with one hand as he put the other one on his back. He looked into Kyle's dark green eyes, sending shivers down his spine, and leaned in, placing his lips right next to his ear.

Kenny: ...I love you.

"I love you too, Kenny."

Kenny then stood up straight and leaned in again, this time aiming for Kyle's lips. But just before they could actually connect...

Sheila: Kyle! Time for dinner!

"The fuck?"

Kyle woke up with a headache from his mother's high pitched voice and extremely upset that he couldn't finish that dream.

"I'm having a good dream and you wake me up for fucking dinner? Fuck you!"

Kyle went downstairs anyway, slowly forgetting the dream with every passing moment, until all that was left was Kenny's voice saying "I love you", echoing in his head. He tried to remember the rest of the dream to no avail. It was gone, but the voice in his head never subsided. He felt an incredible desire to hear those words in real life, from Kenny himself, and he was trying to suppress it as much as he could.

Kyle ate his dinner quickly and changed into his pajamas, trying to go to sleep quickly in the hope that his dream would "resume" itself. However, before he could actually get in his bed, Ike approached him once again.

Ike: Are you going to sleep right now? It's not even ten.
Kyle: Yeah, I know.
Ike: Is it because you miss Kenny?
Kyle: ...Yeah.
Ike: You need to-
Kyle: I know what you're going to say, but the answer is no. I can't... tell him.
Ike: Why not? What are you afraid of?
Kyle: ...I don't know.
Ike: Well, you should figure it out. Kenny's not...
Kyle: ...What?
Ike: ...Nothing. Just go to sleep.
Kyle: That's the plan.

Kyle lied down on his bed and closed his eyes as his brother closed the bedroom door and went into his own room. He was still pretty annoyed because of his mom, but he knew he would feel better as soon as he went back to sleep. He only went to sleep almost a full hour later, however, as the only thing on his mind was Ike's voice, telling him that he should figure out what he was afraid of.

Well, I hope you liked that chapter. The third one (yup, there's gonna be a third one) will take a bit longer because of some more stuff I have to do. This one was originally entitled "weekend", but I stretched one single day throughout the whole chapter so I could write a third one.