HELLO, HELLO. HE HE YOU KNOW WHAT? THIS IS MY FIRST FANFIC….ON HERE, AND MY FIRST SOUTH PARK ONE.
GEEZ IM TIRED, YOU KNOW? NO SLEEP.
SO THANX FOR READIN YOU KNOW, AND R&R IS ALWAYS APPRECIATED….DUDE TOTALLY JUST REALIZED I NEED TO MAYBE SLOW DOWN ON THE INSULTS AND JEW REMARKS? HMM, IF YOUR OFFENED TELL ME, IF NOT IM STAY ING WITH IT. I DON'T CARE. NO, SPIDER, GET OFF ME. I DON'T NEED YOU TRYING TO EAT MY KEYBOARD.
"So, Kenny," Kyle nudged his elbow into the bright orange clothed rib, "How was summer vacation."
"I tried to find a job."
"Hmm?"
"Yes…and I got arrested."
"Figures," Kyle said shaking his head, his read curls swaying, almost as though they were going to hypnotize the blond boy. Kenny watched intently at the hair as if it were alive, where are the eyes? He asked himself teasingly. He reached his hand out and grabbed it, making Kyle winced.
"Dude," the red head yelped. Kenny ignored him; he should be able to play with him. Come one, Kenny thought halfheartedly, I mean, if we're hanging out more because Stan ditched you a month ago, I am going to get a little fun from it. This thought made the blonde laugh; Kyle decided to hang out more with Kenny because his friendship with Stan began to tense. A break for a little while, was what Kyle told Kenny when questioned.
Kenny raised his other hand and began ruffling the curly hair, wanting it to frizz up like before he left. Kyle stood there waiting for his taller and stronger friend to finish killing his hair. The hands stopped on either side of the Jew's head. Curious to know why Kyle looked up, he gasped as Ken's face hovered inches from his.
"Why won't your hair be normal?" whispered the blond.
"because retard," Kyle said, pushing the other off him and away a bit," I put stuff in it this morning so it won't frizz into a hair ball."
"b-but I liked the hair ball!" whined the poor boy, he grabbed Kyle's head once more and with all the force he could muster without hurting his friend, he ruffled the hair. He quickly pulled away the hair began to frizz like normal," there!"
"Hey!" Kyle raked his finger into his hair, it soon began to fall back into place with a few strands of fiery red hair standing on end. Kenny began to giggle seeing this.
"so," Kenny finally said after his giggle fit," your house is boring, let's go to mine."
Kyle looked at the other with a sideways glance, surprise laced in his brilliant green eyes. Kenny never offered anyone to stay at his house unless there was no other option. The blonde was rather embarrassed to have people see his more clandestine parts of his life, unless of course he was trying to get with them, which didn't happen often. The only time Kenny ever went with partners, was at their house or in a public place and only for that night, never at his actual place.
"Do you not want to?" Kenny asked, knots began working into his stomach. This frustrated the poor boy, he hated this feeling. Hated to know about his weakness, which were his feelings. He tried to hide it from the certain Jew for a year now. Geez, normally he could just fuck a random person or masturbate and the feelings leave, but no matter how many times the blond imagined the younger of his friend writhing under him, gasping for his name, it just made the knots tighten.
"n-no, it's fine with me." Kyle looked away toward the ground at his feet. Blush crept up and enveloped the red head's face causing Kenny to smile, it was cute.
"We could go to stalks pond, or hang with someone else?" Kenny try to make him look at him, it worked as Kyle looked at the blond, smiling.
"Nah, your house sounds fun. Plus your right, my house is fucking boring." Kyle chuckled.
"Also we don't have to worry about my parents right now, they left this morning."
"Where?"
"I don't know." Shrugged the blond," they just were not home, not that I'm complaining."
The two friends walked into the filthy living room, Kyle ignored the wince from Kenny as they walked to his room. Kyle walked over to the small, worn mattress on the ground. He smiled at ken and patted near him.
"Sorry dude," Kenny sighed sitting on the bed with his friend," Guess my house is boring as hell too."
"Nah," Kyle said, smiling he turned to his blond pal. He grabbed on to his face and stared into his blue ice eyes. Kenny stared at him in shock. This was just another fantasy that he was about to wake up from.
"Kenny," Kyle whispered, the blond couldn't care about future tribulations, he needed to know. The poor boy leaned forward and brushed their chapped lips together. A shock ran through his spine as the warm dry lips opened for him.
Kenny's brain erupted into a fit as their tongues touched, Jesus, Kenny thought hazily, This boy can kiss.
Kyle pulled away, with a shocked expression on his face.
"Uh, uh Kyle, I'm sorry…I thou..I mean…" Kenny struggled for words as the younger boy looked around. He stood up and dragged Kenny with him.
"Kenny," the red head said in a whisper, "I thought you said we're alone…."
"We are…"
Kyle furrowed his brows together, trying to reason with something his mind told him," no, we're not, I can her talking."
"Maybe they came home during classes?"
"I don't think it's your parents though, "Kyle shook his head, and he left the room leaving Kenny to try to think about what just happened. What does this mean? The kiss? Was it just that?
Before any of those questions could even be thought of answering there came a crashing noise and a sound of breaking glass. Kenny jerked out of his mind and ran to the noise. He found Kyle lying on the ground unconscious. Standing above the boy was a black haired, red eyed boy. Whose sneer alone could send someone to their deaths.
"Damian?" Kenny gasped, he knew this boy from all the times he's been in hell. How cruel and awesome he could be, and now he was standing over a certain Jew.
"hello Kenneth," the Satan spawn smiled, his fangs gleaming," sorry to crash in, yet I found it necessary."
"What…what did you do to Kyle?"
"Hmm? Oh, yes the human. It would seem your friend isn't so smart. "Damian picked up the boy bridal style and brought him closer to Kenny," here, look in his pocket I'll be waiting. You'll also have companions come with you. They should be waiting with me, make sure you watch over him."
The son of Satan handed Kyle over to Kenny who clung to him.
"oh and, get him to eat," Damian winked slowly disappearing," he's to skinny, God."