Disclaimer: SO I went down to South Park studios and they told me to fuck off so I guess I still do not own South Park….but one day….

Don't worry girls I'm gonna give you what you want in this chapter too yep more make outs that will get hot and heavy. Maybe ;3 Also make sure to read the Author's Note at the end it finally has important stuff put there!

Chapter Five

You Know What They Say, Right?

The teens laid out, bodies tightly pressed together in the back seat of the car every touch of their lips made the fire in the pits of their stomachs grow. They were in the school parking lot however while very dangerous, as the levels of getting caught was severely high, they had no worries. Mainly because they sneaked out fifteen minutes before the final bell so everyone was in school plus the window was fogged so you could barely tell there was anyone inside at all. Well unless you were being a Kenny and decided to listen in to the hushed growls and whispered mewls that emitted from the vehicle. It's been roughly over a week since the best friends evolved into kissing buddies and they been abusing that title well. Every chance they got they would kiss.

It got to the point where they made a game out of it seeing how secretive they could be. During passing period, in lunch under the table, and even in the bathroom. Let's not fail to mention how they act when they're alone. Their libido shoots up a hundred fold. Stan had never felt like this with anyone else not even Wendy. It was a high he never wanted to stop. Although it's so wrong, dammit he felt right! And if it felt good he should do it, right?

Stan was placed in between the red curly headed teen's legs. His shirt was off and Kyle ran his hands up and down his torso enjoying every bump and toned muscle. They both were breathing heavily just gazing into each other's eyes. The car was filled with Nnh's and ah's as they explored each other's mouths. Surprisingly, Kyle seemed to put up a great fight. His tongue wrapping around Stan's tongue massaging it like a pro. Soon Stan gave up and let Kyle lead and even allowing him to flip them over so Kyle could grind into him moaning softly, his hands planted in Stan's chest. Kyle leaned down to take the ravennette's lips when all of a sudden Stan's phone started to ring.

"Ugh. I swear if it's Kenny, I'm gonna punch him in the face," Stan promised. After Kyle moved off of him he grabbed his phone from the front seat seeing it was Tweek. "Why is Tweek Tweek calling me?" Stan picked up. "Hello?"

"…." Stan could hear noise in the background, it sounded like two people fighting.

"Tweek? What happened?"

"Uhhwuu…S-Stan SW-SWEET GEEZUS BUTTERS, WHAT DO I SAY?"

"Calm down and speak slowly," Stan ordered but all the blonde could do was flail around and cry.

"Give me the phone," Kyle ordered and Stan obliged jumping into the front seat and starting the car and setting them on their way to Tweak Bros. "Tweek, I know it's scary but close your eyes and get under the counter, were on our way right now," Kyle voice was soft and almost motherly, cooing Tweek into a silent submission. "Keep your eyes closed and go where ever you want to go find your happy place," Stan listened to Kyle expertly calm down the fidgeting blonde while slipping his shirt on and buttoning it. "Now hand the phone over to Pip," Kyle knew Pip would be there since they're always together a phenomenon that occurred in middle school.

"Hello, deary it looks kinda grim over here we could sure use the help," the always cheery blonde greeted Kyle.

"What's going on?"

"Well, I've only just arrived but Craig and Kenny are fighting," Pip explained.

"What the fuck? Hold on I'll be right over to knock some sense into them," Kyle assured.

After about five minutes on the phone with Pip and Butters, who was also there, the secret kissing buddies arrived to Tweak Bros. Outside it looked really quiet and even inside looked like there was no on there but Pip.

"Kyle!" Tweek yelped jumping up and running over to Kyle's arms, he felt a little safe there. Not completely safe, but safe none the less.

"Shhh, it's okay, it's okay," Kyle smoothed out the unruly blonde locks. He silently told Stan to go find the two idiots and kick their ass. Pip pointed Stan to the back where he could still hear yelling. He spotted Butters and told him to retreat back inside because it was about to get ugly. The tiny blonde obeyed and waddled back inside to Kyle. "Now what happened?" Kyle inquired.

"Wuh-well, me 'n Tweek were jus' doing business as usual, I was helping out today, when these two guys came in an' started talkin' to us it made me feel uncomfortable the way they stared like they were hungry an' th-they were gonna eat us then allova sudden Kenny got real pissed and so did Craig and they argued with the guys and that's all I know I have no idea why soon after they started talkin' at first seemingly joking around when they got to yelling at each other," Kyle listened to Butters' story confused. Why in the hell are those two fighting?

Kyle decided to see for himself when he found Stan punching Craig in the face as Kenny had him in a choke hold. Kyle glared disappointed at the three. Not that he expected better anyway. He rolled his eyes and slight shook his head. Cracking his knuckles and clearing his throat he spoke out in a completely stern voice.

"Will you idiots just fucking stop?" Kyle spat angrily in a voice that wasn't loud but stop the three of them in fear. Kyle was in his scolding mode, and no one was gonna be spared. They all instantly straightened themselves out. "Look I don't care what the fuck happened so let's drop it right now because you're scaring three innocent blonde baby bunnies and that's unforgivable! so why don't we make nice-nice and help poor Tweek clean up alright?" Kyle was smiling but the three guys, now covered in a few bruises, could only see a mother bear about to maul the shit out of them.

"Yes sir," they all agreed still fearful of what Kyle would do next. They were forced to march into the café and clean up the mess they made. Afterwards Kyle stood with his hands on his hips and his foot tapping expectedly. The teens knew that meant "now what the fuck happened?" frightened that Kyle would actually maul them if they refused, they fessed up.

"Kenny was teasing me about Tweek Tweek, here so I told him to shut his fucking mouth or Buttercup will have a hard time kissing it…." Craig started, he wasn't even embarrassed. The words flew out and Kenny reached to the last bit by raising his fist but stopped short when he felt an ominous aura leaking from Kyle's direction.

"And what happened next Kenny?" Kyle smiled causing Kenny to shudder. Damn Kyle could be one hell of a foe when pissed off.

"So I got mad and punched him," Kenny continued eyes downcast not wanting to even glance in Butters' way.

"When I came to stop them I got hit and Craig commented about you and I just lost it," Stan finished the story as if he pieced it all together. Unfortunately, Kyle and the others didn't really understand what all the fighting was about.

"Ugh," Kyle groaned squeezing the edge of his nose. "Tweek," Kyle called out causing the blonde to squeak.

"Y-yes,"

"Get me a coffee, four creams, six sugars," Kyle rubbed at his headache. He deemed it not important to ask why they were fighting about or what was said. Tweek squeaked again happily and ran off to make the order in record time. Out of the corner of Kyle's eye he saw Craig watching the blonde make the coffee humming and trying not to giggle. The redhead noticed the tiny smile on the usually stone faced man and wondered if he should be worried or not.

"Hey Craig, your gay is showing," Kyle teased.

"Whatever Marsh oops! I mean Broflovski," Craig retaliated. Kyle growled but fell back he didn't want to cause more trouble for Tweek who was already on edge.

"Here you go," Tweek placed the coffee down flashing a smile causing Kyle to blush a little finding him completely adorable.

"Aww Tweek you're so adorable why don't you be my boyfriend?" Kyle teased relentlessly maybe it would become his new goal to make at least one of the blondes blush yeah that's a good goal to set. Tweek twitched and let out a strong list of curse words he didn't really know what to say. Kyle just watched him sputter in his green apron that had a bow in the back. Kyle made sure to give Craig the a gloating smile. The Peruvian only shot back his middle finger and ignored him completely.

"U-um I'm sorry I already have-GAH! I MEAN YOU'RE VERY HANDSOME ITS JUST WE CANT GET TOGETHER I MEAN THE FANGIRLS CAME FOR SOME STYLE SO THEY'D BE DISAPPOINTED AND I DONT WANNA BE THE REASON SOME GIRL CANT GET HER HAPPY ENDING WHAT KIND OF MAN WOULD I BE? GAH! SO MUCH PRESSURE!" Tweek screamed interrupting himself from continuing that sentence his cheeks in full bloom. Kyle was lost by whatever the fuck Tweek was going on about. Craig smirked and placed his hand on Tweek's shoulder instantly calming him down. Kyle watched in amazement and jealousy as Craig shot him the same cheeky grin Kyle once wore but his was much more twisted. Craig then turned and smiled at Tweek raising his eyebrows and wiggling them getting the distraught boy to blush more. Kyle knew Tweek had a crush on Craig from like elementary even before the blonde himself even knew but he could see something has changed since them. And he was going to exploit the hell out of it.

"How cute," Kyle laughed seeing Stan furrowing his eyebrows. Now the noirette knew what Kyle was getting at he didn't like it, not one bit of it. He was pretty protective of Tweek especially from that bastard Craig. Stan only grumbled under his breath at the scene.

"Anyway! Tweek when do you close down?" Stan interrupted.

"Ah-um….I don't know when I feel like it I guess...were a 24/7 hour place but I usually don't work the night shift and plus we haven't had many customers today but what if I close down and someone comes and they reeeaaalllly nnneeeeedddd coffee! Oh that would be terrible and they fall asleep during an exam and get kicked of college then they can't find a job and I don't wanna be the reason why some guy became a crack whore!," Tweek squabbled.

"What he means is he can close up right now," Craig made clear.

"So, do it! Let's go hang out today," Stan flashed his winning smile the one that meant you just couldn't refuse.

"Where are we going?" Kyle inquired getting up from his seat downing the rest of his coffee.

"You'll see," Stan spoke mysteriously causing Kyle to want to know just what exactly he had in store. They all got into their respective vehicles and drove over to the local roller rink.

"Wow," Kyle laughed. The roller rink is about the most ridiculous place they could ever go to but he kinda felt excited. Also he'd be lying if he said he wasn't good at skating. In fact he is actually really good it's Stan who sucks at this type of thing. "Why the roller rink?"

"Hmm because," Stan answered kissing Kyle's cheek before exiting the car."

"Marsh, why the fuck are we here?" Craig growled stepping out of his pitch black vintage Desoto car. Craig, surprisingly, is really into old stuff so he and his dad worked on his "baby" to make her the shiny black beauty she is. The teens entered the rink and immediately went to go rent skates for Kyle, Pip, and himself. Craig bought for himself and Tweek while Kenny paid for himself and Butters. They went out and started to skate. If you could see you would instantly recognize who were the best skaters out of the group. Kyle, Butters, and surprisingly, Craig were the ones dominating the rink. Stan kept falling on his ass, Kenny was ok, and Tweek and Pip were grasping to the wall for dear life.

A fun time was had today as Stan took a break from eating the rink to go sit down at the food court to grab a bite to eat. The black haired teen brought a tray of burgers and fries over to their table and settled down to eat. Immediately the boys dug into the food in front of them.

"So did you guys see the senior pranks?" Kenny asked sticking a fry into his mouth.

"Yeah but, why are they starting so early? I mean it's not even January?" Stan questioned.

"Seems that they had so many pranks that they decided to scatter them all throughout the school year. No one is safe." Craig spoke while digging through his nachos. He saw that what he said spooked Tweek and so he compensated by putting an arm around him catching a glare from Stan. Kyle saw the way Stan tensed up. He sighed and got up from the table.

"Anyway guys I'll be right back," Kyle decided to change the subject so Craig and Stan wouldn't fight. He gave Stan a lustful grin which tipped Stan off. Moments later he was excusing himself to the bathroom.

"Geez, could they be more obvious?" Kenny muttered to himself.

"Yeah did you see the hickeys on Stan's neck? What is Kyle? a fucking vampire?" Craig added. The three blondes gave each other blank stares.

In the bathroom things were already hot and heavy. Kyle was pressed up the wall, his legs encasing Stan's hips. Their mouths connecting before separating to gasp for air. Their chest heaving against each other. They had locked the door just for safe measure. Stan start nipping softly at Kyle's soft skin. He found out he had a weird obsession with Kyle's cute nipples. So pink and so hard that they stuck out. He licked and messaged them enjoy Kyle's soft pleas.

"Stop Stan, I won't be able to control my voice if you do that!" Kyle groaned. He hated his nipples and wished that Stan would just leave them alone!

"It's ok let it out," Stan whispered huskily into Kyle's ear causing the red head to shudder and arch he wanted Stan to start rubbing already. He kissed the freckled boy's ear and bit his neck making Kyle squirm. "You're so cute," Stan's voice was dark and low it almost scared Kyle. Or more like made him horny which ever one.

"Wha-hah I'm n-not cute! I'm a man dammit!" Kyle protested but was no match for his own trifling voice that interrupted his objection with a string of moans. Kyle snapped once he felt Stan reach for his arousal. He didn't mean to get one but Stan was being too aggressive it sort of turned him on. "N-no ack Stan, don't t-touch," Kyle surely didn't want to do anything in a public restroom.

"Relax," Stan growled pressing Kyle harder against the wall holding the Jew's hands above his head. Kyle was frightened he couldn't see Stan's face since it was buried in his neck. He was powerless against Stan's strong grip all he could do was fret a few pushes but it was futile.

"Wai-"

"Hello? Is an-anyone in 'ere?" Stan snapped out of his thoughts as he heard Butter's ask in a whispered voice. He realized he had a frustrated Kyle backed against the wall with his arms above his head and wearing a terrified face. Without a word he backed from Kyle who immediately responded to Butters, his voice a still shaky and shallow as he tried to remember how to breathe. He fixed his shirt and started to wash his face with cold water trying to hide all evidence of what was just going on in there.

"It's all yours, Butters," Stan smiled as they exited the restroom. Trying to seem as inconspicuous as possible.

"W-what were ya guys doin' in the-there anyway?" Butter queried.

"Taking a best friend dump," Kyle answered bewildering Butters excessively.

"Best friends take dumps together?" Butters was intrigued, disgusted, and amazed all at the same time.

"Well, super best friends do," Stan corrected. Butters was just too easy to mess with. After coming to the table and meeting a bunch of suspicious stares with huge shit eating grins, the teens decide to call it a day. Butters was again chauffeured home in "Kandi like the stripper" and Tweek and Pip rode with Craig in his car who by the way was named "Black Betty" or "Token's Mistress".

The ride was a bit slow and gloomy. Kyle tried to keep conversation alive but Stan just seemed to go into his depressed state. He was looking more and more Goth as the ride continued. It wasn't long until Kyle gave up and they were in front of his house.

"Hey, can you stay over?" Kyle shifted uneasily. He never really needed to ask Stan, so it felt a bit awkward.

"Not tonight."

W-why?" Kyle snapped.

"Kyle…" Kyle's heart sank he knew what Stan was trying to say and he didn't want to hear it.

"Shu-shut up!" the smaller man growled. He grabbed Stan by his collar and gave him a death glare. "Don't you dare even fucking think about ending it over something so stupid!" Kyle held back his tears. Lately, he's been really emotional and its pissing him off more he feels like some hormonal bitch on the rag. "I was just a bit surprised! I don't care if we do that, that's what fuck-buddies do!"

"But, Kyle…we're not fuck-buddies. We're best friends and that's all we should be."

Fuck. That hurt.

Kyle knew he shouldn't over react. He expected this. He prepared himself for this exact moment. In fact, you would say he knew it all along. But fucking hell did it hurt like a bitch when he was met with reality.

Kyle let go of Stan's shirt and even smoothed out the wrinkles.

"You're right," was all Kyle could muster out with a bitter-sweet smile. A single tear spilled down his cheek and he instantaneously burst through his door and slammed it behind him.

"K-Kyle!" Stan realized what he said may have been a bit harsh. Now he really felt like a complete fuck up. He asked himself how many times he will hurt Kyle. What can he do? Stan's head exploded with all the questions he had. However, this time he was going to listen to it and figure what these weird feelings and thoughts meant and hopefully it wasn't what he thought they were.

He looked determined to drive home but in actuality his mind was focused on Kyle. Why did kissing him, something that's wrong not only because he is male or because their friendship but he was cheating on Wendy! Ok so it may not be the first time but this time was different. Kyle was…special. He made Stan's heart flutter like some middle school girl with her first crush and his knees go weak with just a simple look. Damn. Stan was so in love with Kyle. Oblivious to the fact that Stan had already made it home he was in a daze. This was a lot to take in. He was in love. With KYLE! Stan could feel himself start to giggle gleefully but cleared his throat and remained calm until he reached his bedroom. Where the ravenette jumped for joy at his new revelation. He got ready for bed and fell asleep quickly even though it was only eight.

His eyes shot open at the realization that HE HAD NO FUCKING RIGHT.

"Fuck what do I do? I just tried to end it with Kyle...and what if he doesn't like me like that anyways? I mean all we've done is fool around we haven't talked about our feelings at all...shit," Stan drew the comforter over his face.

The next morning in the Broflovski household, Kyle arose from his bed and hailed down the stairs. His eyes were a bit puffy and baggy because he couldn't sleep. He couldn't believe he acted so whinny like that in front of Stan. He didn't even want to dare going to school today and risk seeing Stan. It'll be too much on his heart. He texted Stan telling him that he was going to walk with Butters today which wasn't really a lie.

"Ack! Bro! What the hell happened to your face you look like the thing that crawled out from the lagoon," Ike screamed dropping his toast. Kyle flipped him off and aggressively put his jacket on. He decided today was a "fuck-it-all" day so he wore sweats and a headband to push his messy locks out of his face. Ike turned around to get himself a bowl of cereal instead deciding that something must be bothering him so its best not to fuck with him. He mumbled a soft goodbye even though he knew Kyle wasn't going to reply.

The Jew didn't eat breakfast but he didn't care he didn't really like having to eat it anyway. Kyle trudged toward Butters' house and was greeted by two other blondes.

"Butters, LETS GO WE'RE GONNA BE LATE!" Pip yelled in front of Butters' window.

"COMIN!" the three teens waited for Butters to come stumbling down the stairs like the adorkable little puffball he was with a piece of toast hanging out his mouth.

"I s-swear he's a Japanese high school girl," Tweek teased causing the other two to give him shocked but highly amused faces. The disarrayed blonde was holding his signature cup of coffee being held by his glove cladded hand. They were the type of glove with special holes that showed off his skinny fingers. Pip was dressed in his usually out of date attire that made him seem kinda hipster with his scarf, glasses, and school bag decorated with the British flag.

"Sorry, fellas!" Butters came through the front door in blue pants and black ankle boots with about fifty million clips in his hair.

"What the hell, Butters?" Kyle pointed to the clips confused.

"My horoscope said that hair clips are my lucky item an' it will help me find true love!" Butters explained excitedly. Kyle sighed. They're just so damn cute it hurts. Now he knows what Kenny has to suffer through every day.

They made hast since Butters was taking so long. Even though they left out early so they would make it to school in good time. "So, how's things in the coffee shop?" Pip asked almost randomly. Kyle's ears perked up at the mention of coffee shop. Surely they were going to talk about Craig.

"It's good. Ho-how are things in hell?" Tweek spat back blushing. It was clear he hated this subject and preferred to talk about someone else. Kyle could tell by the blush on his face something indeed had happen.

"Good." To put it simply Pip travels to hell and back a few times a week in order to care for Damien who has made him his human slave apparently. Though, most of the time Damien stays in the human world, recently his dad got sick so he's taking care of him and work. Kyle was a bit lost. So much has happened since he last had a full conversation with them. A lot of unsettling developments also, like Butters' obsession with getting Kenny to notice him. All of a sudden an image of a Butters in a sailor uniform calling out to his senpai and asking him to notice him flashed in the red head's mind.

"You were right, Tweek, he's exactly like a Japanese high school girl," Kyle held his mouth trying not to bust out into hysterics while Pip and Tweek imagined the same thing he was thinking.

"Guuuyyss!" Butters whined tailing behind them embarrassed. Maybe he was spending waayy too much time with girls.

"So how about you, Kyle?" Butters asked exacting his revenge.

"Hmm what do you mean?" Kyle glanced over to the small man grinning.

"Oh please, I totally know what went on in that bathroom last night!" Butters exclaimed. Pip and Tweek gasped faces glowing red as they looked at Kyle who was busy trying to keep Butters' big mouth shut.

"N-nothing went on. I told you we were taking a dump! A big hefty shit!" Kyle started making gestures with his hands trying to show them how big this supposed shit was. The three blondes eyed him incredulously.

"Please. Continue lying, Kyle," Butters "pleaded" monotone like. Damn, Kenny and Craig were rubbing off on him.

"Fine, so we made out nothing more…." Kyle wondered why it got quiet then figured out why when he saw the dreamy look they shared. Oh fuck.

"OMYGOD KYLE!" they oohed and ahhed over Kyle and made him tell them every detail of every rendezvous the two had. It was weird and made Kyle a bit uncomfortable remembering all those steamy sessions. His cheeks were literally on fire and even though it was cold outside he felt like he was in the desert. All this pressure was killing him.

"Look, guys I'm not really in the mood to talk a whole bunch about it," Kyle was met with a bunch of disapproving sighs and awws from the three. "It's over anyway…" as much as it still hurt to admit it, it's the truth. Kyle intends to stop it. It's brought an odd change to him and he didn't like it. Why the hell did he agree to this in the first place? Oh yeah, that's right Stan was a great kisser….

"Whatever do you mean, dear?" Pip asked for clarification.

"I mean, Stan and I are no longer in that kind of relationship," Kyle said matter of factly. Oddly he felt at peace and that he could hopefully get through the day.

"That simply just won't do!" Pip exclaimed. "We must get you guys together!" the other two agreed. Kyle tried to remind them of Wendy, Stan's current girlfriend and love of his life but they refused to listen. However, the three blondes stopped by the side and crouched down to devise a plan going as far as to draw out their ingenious never-gonna-fail strategy in the snow. Kyle couldn't help but pull out his phone and take several pictures of their cute antics.

"Guys we need to go! We have less than ten minutes to get to school now!" Kyle snapped hauling them towards the school in a hurry. He hoped he could get through the day safely or maybe he'd just play sick and leave early?

Author's Notes: That last part I wasn't so sure about but them having this conversation was really funny to me I couldn't help but compare Butters to a Japanese high school girl XD so sorry for that "boy" talk..and I'm sorry for all the mistakes I really don't have time to check I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'l fix 'em later when I have more time...and that brings me into the *Important* news:

I really HATE to do this but I needed to quickly update so that's why it's rushed. I'll be out of the country for a while so I'll be on a very short hiatus don't worry I have NO intention of stopping this story I plan to update as soon as I come back. I'll be in Costa Rica! But I'll be thinking of you guys! There is still so much more to go so don't get sad it's not over yet I promise!

((I have this headcanon that Kyle is just naturally motherly I mean with how he is with Ike I feel that this strange infinity for Butters, Pip, and Tweek is because they are pretty innocent and they remind him of when Ike was little and depended on him...but Idk maybe it's more like brotherly than motherly because he did bully them but not as much as the others but I think they'd be good friends? what do you think? remember the egg episode too...))