A/N: THE FOX HAS RETURNED!!!

Fox: OO; WOOOT!!! (Dances about crazily) After a long hiatus, I have decided to return, and finish the story I have started.

Leo: . (coughs) and she desperately apologizes for all the people who have been wanting her to continue.

Zeo: So please hang in there with us, beloved reviewers as we continued on this great story D

Fox: (grovels and worships) YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING! And because of you I have decided to continue!!

Leo: (waves his hand) LZfOx1379 does not own anything about South Parks, yet she desperately does . .

Fox: (dances about) I'M NOT CRAZY! Mndsjgnjksdgnjngd!

Zeo: (Tackles her and sits on her) -.-;;; ONTO THE FIC!

Warning! This fic is guy on guy action Deal with it, or Leave in a nice orderly fashion!

Also, I updated the rating to Mature because its gonna get dark!

(Laughs evilly and shines her flashlight onto her face)

. Yeah…

(Fan Fare Plays)

HERE WE GOOO!

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Cartman flopped his arms, as he let out a huge groaning sigh, causing Mrs. Broflovski to whip her head around to glare at him with all her might, before turning back to a flustered Kyle, and showering him with so much motherly love, Cartman was surprised and disappointed he wasn't drowned yet.

Kenny turned his head as well, giving Cartman a dark look, before turning back towards Kyle, and patting his hand reassuringly that everything would be okay. Cartman made a loud fake puking noise, before struggling to rip his fat ass out of the stupid small plastic chair.

"PIECE OF PLASTIC CRAP!" He roared as he stood on his legs and walked in a circle, the plastic chair sticking snugly on his gynormous rear.

Kenny's laughter didn't help him, and Cartman flipped him the bird, before waddling out the door, and turning the corner. A gentle tug on his sleeve turned his attention to the pleading green eyes below. Dropping a chaste kiss onto his palm, he stroked the other's hand with his thumb, yet his blue eyes were focused on someone else.

"God, Wendy, calm down already!"

He's mine…

"I know I forgot to call you!"

All mine..

"Ugh…Yeah I'm leaving now.."

You can't take him from me..

"Give me a couple of minutes to say goodbye at least!"

Not now…Not EVER..

Stan shut his phone, and ran his hands through his shaggy black hair, letting out a frustrated sounding groan before turning to look at Kyle. The red head looked up with slightly confused eyes, as Stan walked over and grabbed Kyle's free hand, not noticing Kenny freeze up, and shake gently.

"I gotta get going now buddy, but, I promise the second I can get away, I'll come back alright?"

Kyle looked up into his eyes, with a wide innocent, almost child like gaze, biting his lip. Why did this seem so familiar to him? His head began to pound and he ripped his hands from the other's grasps and clutched at his hair.

He never gave a damn about you did he?

"Kyle?! What's wrong?"

You're lying! He's my best friend!

Pain clouded his vision, as the room swirled about until everything faded and turned black about him. Something was falling onto his face…Warm…Wet…Liquid..

Then why did he he always leave you…ditch you….hurt you..?

"Babe, what are you doing!?"

He didn't….He...I…

"Lies…All it ever was to you was a lie..."

You're right…He…he always hurt me…

Everything began to focus, as the pain throbbed less and less, and Kyle looked up into the worried and concerned faces of everyone around him. Dr. Kane came into view, a needle in his hand, and an anxious look on his face.

"Kyle..?"

Kyle turned his head slowly, letting out a meek whimper, as Kenny rose and wrapped his arms tightly about him, whispering soft words of nothings, rubbing his back soothingly. Stan felt a feeling of resentment filling his chest, as he walked over, and wrapped his arms about Kyle as well.

The redhead let out a soft cry of distress, and curled deeper into Kenny, closing his eyes against the pain flooding his body.

"Don't let him hurt me.." He mumbled softly, and Kenny's grasp tightened, as he lifted his sharp blue gaze to clash with Stan's.

"You heard the Jew, fag boy, time for you to go grovel to your ho."

Everyone turned to see Cartman standing in the doorway with a huge smile upon his face. Waddling over, now minus the chair, grabbed Stan about the shoulders and tugged on his cheek. Stan slapped off his touched and punched Cartman, none to nicely in the gut.

"Back…off…fatass." He seethed angrily, before turning back towards Kyle, who refused now to look at him. Sighing heavily, he turned and walked out the door.

Kyle peered through Kenny's arms and the second Stan disappeared from sight, he rose up and offered Cartman a warm, adoring smile.

"Thank you Master, he was making me feel bad…."

Cartman blinked slowly, and then a malicious grin appeared on his face as he patted Kyle on the shoulder and laughed harshly. His eyes glowed as he finally locked away that information, his plot forming already in his mind, as he sang happily about having a golden ticket in his mind.

"Not a problem, Jew boy….Not a problem indeed."

Kyle pulled away from Kenny and wrapped his arms around Cartman, who flinched, and stifled his retching, and stuggled to pat the other's back, while thinking about taking a long acid shower after this.

"Now, come on, it's time to go home.."

Kenny scowled heavily, and picked up Kyle daintily, and placed him into his wheelchair. Grabbing both sides of his face, he kissed the red head with all the passion he could muster, and rested his forehead against the others.

"If you need me…just call okay?" Kenny whispered faintly, slipping his cellphone into Kyle's pocket discreetly. Kyle nodded faintly, his cheeks flushed from the kiss, but wrapped his arms tightly around Kenny.

"I'll be fine, Master won't hurt me." Kyle replied, looking up at Cartman once more.

Cartman smiled wickedly, and grabbed a hold of Kyle's wheelchair, and took him out of the room, waving mockingly towards Kenny. As he brought Kyle to his car, his smile grew, his chins tripling, as he opened his door, and huffing, picked up Kyle, placing him into the front seat. Kyle looked up quizzically, and tilted his head to the side as Cartman began to chuckle under his breath, and laughed too, oblivious to what was really going on.

"Why are we laughing Master?"

Cartman stopped and offered a big, innocent smile, as he patted Kyle's fro and shook his head.

"Because when we get home, we're going to have a lot of fun.."

He shut the door and walked around the other side of the car, his smile turning dark as he wrung his grubby hands together.

"A lot of fun…"

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A/N: FINALLY! I finished!

Leo: GOOD GRIEF! That took you long enough!

Fox: . ; WHAT DID YOU SAY?! (She raises a stick and chases after him.)

Leo: (Shrieks and flails away) NO NO! I'M SORRY!

Zeo: (Sighs and crosses his arms) Gosh… Alright everyone, you see the pretty purple button below..? PRESS IT NOW!!!!!

AND WE SHALL WORSHIP!!