Remember Me Kyle...

Chapter 4- Support Your Local Peruvian Flute Band!

Disclaimer: I don't own SP or the original idea behind this story. I really, really don't know where i'm going with this story. Hopefully, this story will have a maximum of 25 chapters, but somehow,I doubt that.

Kyle woke up tired. It took him a few minutes to remember where he was, even though he had been living in this house for a week. Kyle hardly knew anyone at all. It wasn't easy to have amnesia. He sighed. He got dressed and went downstairs where his mom, father and brother were sitting down eating breakfast. At least, that's what everyone told him. He wasn't sure. He felt like he could kind of trust the person he called mom, he didn't know much about his father, and he still felt unsure around the little boy. He looked werid. He didn't look normal at all. Kyle thought maybe he was an alien.

"But there's a logical explination for everything."

"What was that Bubbalah?"

"Nothing." He stared at Ike. Ike started to feel uncomfortable. He didn't like the way Kyle would just stare at him and say nothing. It made Ike feel like he wasn't...human, like he was something else.

"Mom, can you tell Kyle to stop staring at me?" Kyle blushed and looked down. He hadn't realized he was staring at Ike.

"Sorry" Kyle mumbled as Shelia put a plate of french toast and eggs in front of him. Kyle picked at his food. He didn't even know what it was. He wanted to see Stan.

It was werid. He felt the most safe around Stan, he felt like he needed Stan. Kyle could not explain the feelings he had when he was with Stan. He thought back to the last day, his first day of school, as far as he could remember. Stan was introducing him to everyone in class. Kyle had ended up hugging Stan and Cartman said something about getting a room. He yelled at the fat boy to shut up. He didn't even know that kids name, only Stan's name. But somehow, yelling at the fat boy with Stan felt...right. He didn't understand.

Now it was Saturday and Stan had invited Kyle to hang out with him. Kyle was wondering where they were going. Kyle forgot his way around South Park, so it was agreed that Stan would pick him up. Kyle heard Ike yelling at him and it snapped him out of his daydream.

"Kyle, stop staring at me!"

"Sorry."

"That's all you ever say! What happened to the brother I use to have! Kyle Broflovski, come back! I fucking hate the shell you've become! I WANT MY GODDAMN BROTHER BACK!" Ike ran up to his room to cry. Kyle felt bad. He hadn't realized that he was staring at Ike. He hated having amnesia. Why couldn't he remember his family, his friends, his life? It was too stressful. He heard a knock at the door and ran to get it. It was Stan.

"Hi Stan!" Kyle said with a smile. He was so happy to see Stan. Behind him were Kenny and Butters. Kyle looked at the two with a confused expression on his face. Kenny noticed this.

"Kyle, do you remember me?" Kyle thought hard. He shook his head. Kenny smiled." Kyle, my name is Kenny McCormic. I'm your friend. I'm the one that dies and comes back to life. This is Butters, he's your friend too. You're going to remember us one day, okay?" Kyle nodded.

"Come on Kyle, we have to go meet Craig, Clyde, Token and Tweek." Stan grabbed Kyle's hand and led him down the sidewalk. They walked to the mall. Wendy and Bebe were there too. For some reason, Kyle didn't like Wendy. He only liked Stan.

"Hi Stan!" Called out Wendy as she waved. Stan ran up to her. Wendy and Stan talked to her for a bit, then she looked over at Kyle.

"Hi Kyle." Said Wendy. "I know you're having problems with your memory, but I'm Wendy, and this is Bebe." Kyle waved, but other wise, said nothing. A few moments later, Craig and those guys showed up. Craig was dressed up in some werid garment.

"Hi guys, thanks for coming." Said Craig as he flipped them off. Kyle was staring at Craig's outfit. "What are you staring at?"

"Your clothes. They seem really..."

"Werid, yeah I know. Today is International Peruvian Flute Band Day. I have to dress up like this because the local bands asked me to, what with me saving the world and all."

"I'm sorry, saved the world?"

"Yeah Kyle," Started Stan. "One time, when we were 9, we decided to set up a Peruvian Flute band because they made alot of money. We got Craig to help us. Unfortunately, we got arrested and got sent to Peru. Turns out the person behind this plan was the Geneia Pirate. Craig didn't want to stop them, because he hates being invoulved with us, but he accidently stepped on a platform that caused him to shoot blue lasers out of his eyes. He saved the world, dude." Kyle didn't believe any of this.

"I'm sorry, but that sounds really illogical. I doubt that ever actually happened." Said Kyle, kind of pissed off. His forgotten childhood seemed really out there. Craig flipped him off.

"Why are you doing that?" asked Kyle. Craig blinked. This was the first time anyone had asked.

"I'm flipping you off. Aren't you mad?"

"I don't know. I don't even know your name."

"But...Marsh just told you my name yesterday."

"Who's Marsh?" Asked Kyle. Kyle only knew Stan as Stan. Nothing more, nothing less. Stan felt his heart ache. Kyle still didn't remember anything. 'But then, what happened yesterday?' Thought Stan.

"Kyle..." Said Stan. "He's talking about me. My name is Stan Marsh." Kyle looked like he understood.

"Then, what's my name? Is it just Kyle, or something more?" It seemed like Kyle still knew nothing about himself and that he was forgetting things everyday.

"Your name is Kyle Broflovski." Everyone was silent. They hated Kyle being in this condition. Stan noticed that the people around them were whispering about Kyle. It was, afterall, a small town, and news did travel fast.

"So, I think that the movie is gonna start soon." Piped up Wendy. Everyone else noticed the whispering too, everyone except Kyle that is.

"Okay, just one more question." Said Kyle. "You said that Greg..."

"Craig."

"Craig, didn't want to be involved with us, so why is he hanging out with us now?" Everyone stared at Craig.

"That's... a long story." Replied Craig. He flipped them off. "Come on, the movie's gonna start soon." He started to walked away, followed by Tweek,Token,Clyde, Bebe,Wendy and Kenny. Stan stayed slightly behind because Kyle stayed behind.

"You coming?" Said Stan was he smiled and held out his hand to Kyle. Kyle smiled back and took his hand. Together they walked, holding each others hand, toword the theater.

Done finally! Sorry it took so long to update! I really didn't know where to go in this chapter, so, I hope this is okay, the next chapter will be better, I promise! Right now, I'm working on a million things. I have school work, fanfictions, and deviantart pictures. Right now, for deviantart, I'm working on a South Park/ Durarara! Picture. Check it out when i'm done it! In any case, it might be a little while before I update again, so until then!

PS: Thanks to SCBunny for submitting an idea for how the Neo-nazis (from chapter 1), were going to destroy the Jews. Keep submitting ideas and eventually I'll pick one to be the actual reason and it will be explained in a future chapter. C-ya!