A/N: I AM SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SORRY!
Fox: To all of my reviewers and readers I am so sorry for the unbelievable long update but my father had a scary accident and was sent to the hospital and I nearly lost him. So, I have been since my other siblings are in college taking care of my father. I am SO sorry it took so long but I did have other priorities. Please forgive me! OH! And thanks to all who have reviewed this far its just amazing thank you so much for your support!
ALSO! I could also use a second reader or like a beta reader to help me so I can update faster for you!
DISCLAIMER: LZfOx1379 does not own South Park, Matt and Trey own those little dickenses! (Everyone grumbles under breath) Because if she did there would have been slash galore!
WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS SLASH AKA MALE ON MALE ACTION! PLEASE LEAVE IF YOU DON'T LIKE! ALSO THIS CONTAINS BLOOD AND SWEARS AND IF THAT MAKES YOU QUEASY MANY APOLOGIES!
HERE WE GO FOLKS!
(FAN FARE PLAYS)
ONTO THE FIC!
Quick pHs! The story is taking on a more serious dark turn. If you are of the light hearted please exit in an orderly manner.
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Kenny immediately scooped Kyle out of his wheelchair with amazing strength and jogged over to his car. Stan and Wendy were right behind him, and Cartman brought up the rear, heaving. Wendy stepped back a bit, looking around cautiously before grabbing her cell phone and texting madly.
"Kenny" Cartman wheezed, "What are you doing?"
Cartman was ignored as Stan rushed passed Kenny and opened the door. Kenny gently placed the injured redhead into the back and started getting him situated. Checking the violently red marks with a scrutinizing gaze, Kenny cursed under his breath as he ripped a piece of his shirt off, and reached for a water bottle.
"Stan can you look in my trunk and grab the first aid kit? I need something to stop the bleeding before Kyle passes out."
Stan nodded curtly and threw open the trunk of the car and started shuffling through the garbage, porns and cigarette cartons that were strewn across the floor. Cartman heaved himself against the car, causing it to lean slightly and watched Stan franticly look for the kit. Stan threw Kenny's gym bag out of the way to discover the first aid kit. Grinning in triumph, Stan lifted up the kit to only see something underneath it. Picking up the piece of paper, Stan turned it around to reveal a picture of the boy's eighth grade graduation. Cartman was standing next to Kenny, smirking at the camera for a change. Kenny had thrown one arm around Cartman, a grin on his face too, but his gaze was elsewhere. Kyle was in the middle, in between Kenny and Stan. Stan and Kyle had arms over the others shoulders, both grinning madly at the camera. Stan and Kyle had put their heads together and though Stan was looking at the camera, Kyle had his green eyes looking adoringly at Stan. Stan sucked in air softly through his teeth, feeling really stupid. Kenny wasn't looking away from the camera….he was glaring at Stan. Scrawled violently in the bottom left corner in tiny black ink were two words.
He's mine.
"Stan?" Cartman poked him.
Stan quickly looked up to see Kenny's chilling blue eyes looking at him calmly. Discreetly, Stan folded the picture and slipped it into his front pocket of his jeans. Breaking the gaze, he turned around to give a smile to Cartman.
"Found it."
Stan went around the other side of the car opening the kit, grabbing some gauze and peroxide, and handing it to Kenny. He snatched it out of Stan's hands and quickly started fixing up Kyle as best he could.
"He needs to go to the hospital" Stan whispered to Kenny, who only nodded in response.
"Kyle, babe, look at me" Kyle's gaze weakly rolled up towards Kenny, "We're going to take you to Dr. Kane ok? He's going to help you."
With that Stan whirled around and hopped into the other side of the car and grabbed a firm hold on Kyle. Kenny jogged over to the other side and glared at Cartman.
"You coming fatass?"
Cartman let out a pretty stream of comeback curses, but still waddled over to the front seat, pausing slightly to look at Kyle through the window before getting in.
Once more Kenny stopped, but this time he was staring at Wendy. Blue clashed with purple, gazes firmly locked, a whole conversation passing between them, yet not a word spoken. A broad smirk flitted across Kenny's face, as he turned towards his car and got into the front seat. Turning on the ignition, he quickly peeled out of the parking lot and towards the hospital.
Wendy watched the car fade away, and when it was out of her view, she snatched up her phone.
Ring…
Ring…
Ring…
"Hello?"
"Baby, I've got a problem."
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Dr. Kane let out an angry sigh.
"Kyle stay still!"
"No!"
"Kyle!"
"No!"
"Kyle c'mon!"
"No!"
"Godammit Jew just stop moving!"
"NO!"
Exasperated sighs filled the cubicle in the emergency room at Hells Pass. Kyle sat on the bed, arms crossed and a defiant look on his face. Stan, Kenny and Cartman looked furious, while Dr. Kane took off his glass and rubbed his temples.
"Please Kyle, I do not want to use force but I must finish bandaging you up"
Kyle sat there and said nothing. Stan walked over and kneeled in front of Kyle.
"Come on Kyle; let Dr. Kane do his work so you can get better."
When Kyle didn't respond, Kenny shoved Stan none too gently aside and took his place.
"Ky, what's wrong? Something is bothering you." Kenny took one of Kyle's hands and gently stoked it with his thumb.
Kyle mumbled something under his breath, before saying loud enough that Kenny could hear.
"I don't like him touching me" He said softly, face etched with pain and fear. Kenny let out a soft laugh, before placing a kiss on Kyle's palm.
"Dr. Kane I think I can handle it from here, I mean if that is ok with you?"
Dr. Kane nodded gently and gestured towards the anti-bacterial and the bandages. With a soft smile he left the room with a click of the door. Stan reached out for the bottle, but Kenny quickly snatched it up and walked towards Kyle.
"I can handle this; you don't need to be here." He stated sharply, "I mean, wouldn't Wendy be worrying?"
It's swell to have a stiffy
It's divine to own a dick
From the worlds tiniest tadger
To the world's biggest prick
Cartman roared with laughter and clapped Kenny harshly on the shoulder.
"Always count on the ho, eh Kenny?"
Kenny grinned and Stan just flipped them both off before answering his phone.
I owe her one…
"Hello?"
Kenny hid his smirk as he set to work on Kyle's face. He gently dabbed the alcohol on the cotton ball, sweeping it gently across the scratches, cleaning it thoroughly.
Cartman plopped down in a plastic chair, which creaked and bent dangerously. Kenny really does love him, he realized, this is not going to help me get my revenge either. I need to take control of the situation if I want to get my payback. And I need it sooooo badly too.
"Fine baby, I'm coming."
Kyle needs to suffer.
"Kenny that hurts!"
"I'm sorry!"
Not babied.
"My boobalah!"
The Broflovski family burst into the room, Mrs. B in tears, clutching Kyle to her chest, shaking back and forth. Mr. Broflovski, scolded Kyle wagging his finger like he was reprimanding a dog. Ike just sat there watching sadly.
Cartman clenched his hand into a fist and scowled darkly.
The Jew must pay.
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LZfOx1379: AHH! I'm so sorry if this is really short and bad but I am pressed for time but I hope this tides a few of you over because I will continue! Just please bare with me here and help me out!
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