(A/N I am incredibly sorry for not updating I will try to get them up as soon as possible, oh and I'm so sorry Tweekers, you're pain will hopefully end soon! . Craig better watch his back. I know the chapters are extremely short but I struggle to update fast so if you could please send me a PM or Review and tell me if you want short and faster chapters or long chapters which will take longer. Thanks :) )

Tweek's POV

Christophe still had the same bored expression on,"Well thees seems like something to me."

I heard Craig growl (was that even humanly possible?) and started panicking, I didn't know what it was but I just couldn't bear to have Christophe get hurt. "E-er its ACK! really nothing s-so if you nngh would excuse us w-we have to... go ... p-places." Saying that I pushed Craig through the door.

I heaved a heavy sigh knowing I was going to get beat extra hard for that little stunt. And I also knew that Craig was currently furious with me, and to be truthful I was scared. The little incident caused us to miss a lot of class so instead of going back to class, Craig dragged me to the bathroom.

Fuck I thought to myself. He practically flung the door open and pushed me in. Usually he would say something degrading before hitting me, so this time he surprised me when he proceeded to punch me in the gut, when I bent over he kneed me in the eye. Everything went a little blurry and I collapsed onto the floor. Hm... usually I last longer.

Craig continued to beat me, but I was having an out of body experience, yet sadly I still felt the pain. I saw a pale-blond boy who looked so fragile he was extremly underweight with dark bruise like circles under his eyes, and bruises and cuts all over him. But no that was not what scared me, it was the dead look in his eyes like he had lost all hope and was just existing, no longer living, it wasn't just a guy I knew though it was me and I just couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe I turned into this person, someone I would pity. Yet I knew above all else, I deserved it.

*-.*-.*-.

To be truthful I just couldn't recall when Craig stopped beating me and left me in the bathroom. Nor do I recall when a certain French guy came in and saw me. So to be honest I was very surprised when I woke up to find a florescent light blinding me and the depressing pastel color scheme. Oh shit Craig is going to kill me, he hates it when I go to hospitals. Sad that it was the first thought that came to my head not even a What the hell happened to me? or Why am I in the hospital?.

Then the realization hit me like a rock, I was in the fucking hospital! Oh God what was I going to do? Ugh last time I was in here they questioned me and I am no good at lying. I turned my head over to the side and was hit with the most beautiful sight know to man.

Christophe slumped in a chair, his brown hair tousled, his usual stoic expression gone leaving a soft child like innocence on his face. He was sleeping, looking relaxed. As I shifted in my bed to get a better view of him it let out a loud groan freezing me in place, slowly his eyes opened and I saw a brief crooked smile and a bit of happiness before his expression once again became stoic. I don't know how long we just stared at each other, drinking one another in until he broke the silence. "You are finally awake." I once again saw the brief crooked smile I had learned to love flash across his face. W-wait did i just say lo-loved? Oh flabbernisticks I-i meant li... I don't know something that starts with and L.

Christophe's POV

It took all my self control not to squeal like a school girl when I saw Tweek's gorgeous coffee brown eyes when I woke up. Now that is the best way to wake up. I thought to myself. " You are finally awake." I blurted out before I could stop myself.And Captain Obvious makes an appearance once again. I would have face palmed if he was not staring intently at him. I felt a shit eating grin about to appear on my face, I mustered enough strength to put in place my usual expression. Suddenly I saw a panicked expression cross Tweek's face and my heart lurched.

It went away as quickly as it came and I let out the breath that I hadn't know I was holding. But I knew I had to question Tweek as to why I had found him almost dead in the bathroom. I already had an idea I just was praying to God that it was not true, because fragile angel-like Tweek should not go through this. He was too innocent.

"Tweek..." I whispered his name and he looked up at me with such a trusting expression my heart melted. Oh Goodness that was the cheesiest thing I have ever thought.

"Yes Christophe?" my name rolled of his tongue so easily I had to resist the urge to ask him to repeat it.

"Why did I find you in the bathroom half dead?"

His expression turned panicked. "I... er... fell? Ya I fell." It was such an obvious lie.

"Okay that was thee bull sheet answer, now give me the real answer, mon amour."

"B-but Christophe that was the ACK! r-real answer." I gave him a 'That's bullshit and you know it.' look.

He sighed. And began speaking once again. "I-it doesn't matter. Can't y-you just forget about ACK! Me just l-like everyone else does?"

My heart felt like it was shattering, he thought himself worthless. How could he be so off, he was the picture of selflessness of kindness of all things good. My next words came out as a growl. "How can you say that?"

Tweek cringed and braced himself, Oh God he thought I was going to hit him. "I-i'm sorry, so sorry I didn't mean it."

"Tweek," I loved the way his name felt coming from my mouth " why do you theenk I am going to hurt you?"

"..." was all the response I got in return.

"Tweek." I attempted to encourage him to continue.

"I-if you tell me why you care th-then I'll tell you why I think y-your going to hurt me d-deal."

Nodding I blurted my answer before even thinking about it, "I love you Tweek." his eyes widened.

Aw shit please don't tell me i said that aloud.

(A/N Cliffy! is not the French ass hole we all thought he was after all.)