A/N- I'm happy with the first part, it relates to the C.T I'm happy with the second part -w- very happy. I'm just not happy with them together, but meh guess a lot of writers have problems with their stuff now and again, also yeah the SouthparkAA reviewer is my house mate he's the one this fic is out to destroy :3 *insert evil laugh here* and it's just getting worse from here on out, so anyway please enjoy rate review ect... it shouldn't take to much time

~As I walk through all my myths
Rising and sinking like the waves
With my thoughts wrapped around me
Through a trial of tears~

~Stan's p.o.v~

After visiting the hospital I left in a very emotional state, hearing it was your fault, YOUR FAULT your best friend hurt himself like that, hurt himself with the intention to end his life, and you were the cause of the pain… I guess it got one back on me, this was hard, my chest was aching, so many questions were running through my mind. How could I have left him in the hospital for that long?
I had heard the day after when Kyle and Kenny didn't turn up at school, that Kyle was admitted to hospital, but I did nothing… I had Wendy to please, she had the date set to go dress shopping for Bebe's party… looking back on it now I can't believe I didn't drop everything and run to Kyle's side, I was stupid, I had no idea what was stopping me. Was I that tied down by Wendy that I would shrug off something as urgent as my best friend being put in hospital? Wendy kept me back the entire week; I had Bebe's party to go to that I even skipped my Soccer game for… it was all too much the decisions I regret were piling up. What ever happened to bros before hoes? What ever happened to Kyle to make him do such a thing? Was it really my fault? Were my actions that dickish? Was this all really what I wanted?
I stopped for a moment, wiped the stream of tears from my cheeks,
I got out my phone and texted Wendy.
*-"We need a break, sorry, I can't do this anymore… I can't do it at the moment"-*

~Kenny's side~

Was it right? After what happened, the infamous cock slut Kenny had finally got a crush, a love, and confessed, asked to go steady, everything in his head was mush and his stomach butterflies, he couldn't stop being happy for a split second but in the back of his mind there were doubts, after what happened in Kyle's house, after what happened to his little kitten he didn't know if he could bring himself to love the little ginger in his broken state, or after the embarrassing ordeal of Stan's name being screamed while he was having sex with his crush for the first time, it ruined everything Kenny imagined it could be, but that being said… Kyle seemed to need the love and affection of another person, it might help to get his mind off everything shitty to know there is someone there that loves and cares for him. Kenny thought… he still couldn't process why Kyle would go to such extreme lengths, he couldn't imagine losing the one he loves for ever but this was something he wanted, if he knew Kyle wanted it, then he'd be there for him, his willing to go to any lengths now to make sure Kyle is happy and that something like this would never happen again.
He stopped for a moment, wiped the stream of tears from his cheeks,
filled his coffee and lifted both cups heading back to the room where Kyle was waiting.

~Kyle's p.o.v~

This seemed all too much, I honestly can't believe what possessed me to do what I did last week, but the pain just seemed too much to bare, like I'd rather have the pain of dying than suffer what seemed like eternal agony, maybe it seems like an exaggeration to some, but honestly… that's really how I felt. Though waking up to Kenny and hearing what he had to say, the pain eased it got lighter like he was the fireman to come douse out the flames, as cheesy as it sounds. I don't know where this all will go, I don't think I'll get over Stan, but I guess I'm going to have to try, he clearly isn't going to ever feel the same, and I have someone as wonderful as Kenny asking for me to return his feelings, I'd honestly love to, but at the moment all I can do is try, if nothing is there it can't be forced. I still can't believe I did this to him and my family, worried them all like this, it's more than just selfish, I would have left my pain for them all to bare, for it to only be a hundred times worse on them… they would have to suffer the loss of someone, I am just suffering the pain of life, everyone who lives are suffering just as much as me, and there I was ignoring the life ahead of me, every good thing that was to come, and just selfishly wanting out of the pain… The world isn't as bad as you think when you stop for a moment and open your eyes, same with the pain, when you open your eyes it's really not as hard to deal with as you think, all humans have the strength to help themselves there's nothing life throws at us that we aren't strong enough to overcome…
I stopped for a moment, wiped the stream of tears from my cheeks,
as I heard the door open being greeted to Kenny's angelic smile holding two cups of coffee for us both, I smiled back at him, I hope things will change… it's all in my hands now.

…. 3 weeks later ….

"Hgggn… Ky… kyle!" Stan groaned thrusting up a little more, reaching for a better angle, Kyle's face was beautiful through the eyes of Stan, cheeks bright red in embarrassment, hair sticking to his forehead with sweat that was glistening down his body, his mouth wide opening drooling on the odd occasion bobbing like a fish as he tried to word his need for more, Stan understood and thrust inside him faster and harder while pumping Kyle's own erection at the same tempo, the sex was hot steamy and both boys didn't for one moment, think about keeping quiet, they were voicing their need for each-other and how much they were enjoying it. The room was filled with Stan's occasional groan, Kyle's sluttery begging, moans and pants, and the sound of skin on skin slaps.
"AAHH~! STAN PLEASE I'M NEARLY THERE, PLEASE FILL ME, COME INSIDE YOUR DIRTY BOY!"
Stan smirked and broke all rhythm to make his last few thrusts, "hnnn aah…. AH….AHHH"

"AHHH!" Stan jumped up, eyes shot down, quickly aware with what happened. "Fuck."

~Kyle's p.o.v~

Kyle rolled over, before slowly sitting up in bed, he rubbed his eyes and sigh, Nightmare? Or another Great dream, he couldn't tell, he can't deny he wanted to be like that, but admittedly it wasn't going to happen, he had other goals at the minute, the dreams were holding him back from moving on. Kyle swung his legs of the bed and stood up to go shower, aiming to feel fresh and have a much clearer mind after, he fixed his hair and changed quickly leaving for the bus stop skipping breakfast entirely.
"Hey" Kyle muttered in the direction of Stan, the ebony just nodded back
The small ginger wasn't entirely happy with how things were going, all three boys agreed that Cartman shouldn't know what had went on, in detail, so as he was kept in the dark he kept dragging them out together, admittedly all the boys bar Cartman were probably unhappy with it, but just rolled with it to keep things from getting more complicated than they needed to be, Kyle still harboured a lot of strong hatred towards Stan, rage, tears and jealousy was all that consumed Kyle when he was around the ebony jock, he didn't think it was entirely health to feel that way, but it's not entirely healthy to continue putting yourself in a situation you don't like or putting yourself around someone you feel that strongly against. Somewhere deep down in the gingers heart, he knew he still held something for Stan, but it was either long dying or he was just trying to bury it under negative feelings for him.