Second chapter. This one focuses a bit more on the romance. I hope you enjoy it. I apologize for the time it took to write this but I had important exams to prepare for.

Kenny was finally going home. He started wondering whether his parents noticed that he had been gone for a month, but he knew that they probably hadn't. They never noticed when he was gone, and he had no reason to believe that this time would be any different.

Kenny: So, Kyle, how's Tweek?
Kyle: He's fine. He's the same as ever. The coffee really had no influence on his personality, it just made his stress unmanageable.

"It's almost creepy now."

Kyle: We just have a few more miles to go until we get back to South Park.
Kenny: Good. Wake me up when we get there.
Kyle: Alright, Kenny.

Kenny was truly exhausted. The rehab had been hard, but Kenny never gave up. Moreover, he had been awake all night waiting for Kyle. Everything he had done had taken its toll, but he wasn't feeling their effects until now. Kenny fell asleep almost immediately, much to Kyle's surprise and amusement.

"...So cute."

Kyle slowed the car down a bit. He wanted this ride to last, and he didn't want to wake up his boyfriend. Kenny had been through a lot recently, and he deserved to rest.

The boys arrived at Kenny's house almost thirty minutes later. Kyle wished it had lasted longer, but now there was nothing he could do about it. He put his hand on Kenny's arm and gently shook him to wake him up.

Kyle: Ken, wake up. We're here.

"Already? I barely slept..."

Kyle: Ken?
Kenny: Yeah, I'm awake...
Kyle: Good. Come on, I'll help you.

Kyle grabbed Kenny's things, put his arm around him and took him to the front door. Kenny wasn't that tired, but he also wasn't complaining.

Kenny: Thanks for helping me, Kyle.
Kyle: It's what boyfriends do.

Once Kyle released Kenny, the latter immediately put his lips against the former's. Kyle dropped Kenny's bags and put both arms around him, pulling them closer together. Kyle had really missed Kenny, but he had to sleep now.

Kenny: Kyle, I gotta go to sleep. It's like 1 AM or something. You can sleep here too, if you want.
Kyle: I can't. I have to take my mom's car back, before she freaks out.
Kenny: Alright. You're not gonna get in trouble, are you?
Kyle: No. I'll be fine.
Kenny: Alright then. Good night, Kyle.
Kyle: Goodnight, Kenny.

Kyle gave Kenny another short kiss before getting in his mom's car and driving away. He hadn't even left Kenny's sight, but he already missed him. However, Kenny had to sleep now. He didn't even bother to undress; he just got into his bed and fell asleep.

Kyle, like Kenny, was also missing his boyfriend. He was driving away as slowly as possible, with tears running down his face and a deep feeling of regret. He wanted to turn around and go back to Kenny, to put his arms around him and never let go again. They had been apart for too long, and yet they couldn't be together again. Not yet, anyway.

Stuart: Kenny, wake up! Your friend Butters is here to see you.

"Shit, dad, it's like 8 AM or something. I need sleep. At least tell me you didn't let him in my room."

Butters: Hey, Kenny!

"God dammit."

Kenny: Butters, I need to sleep. This better be important.
Stuart: I'll... leave you two alone.

"Smart move because I was gonna yell at you after Butters left."

Butters: I think it's important...

"Good enough for me."

Kenny: What is it?
Butters: I came here to congratulate you for doing well on your rehab, of course!
Kenny: Thank you. And thanks for visiting me while I was in rehab.
Butters: You're my friend, Kenny. Of course I visited you. I'd have visited more often but I don't have a license, as you know...

"That's true. Butters' parents were always trying to 'protect' him from pretty much everything. If only they knew..."

Kenny: That's okay, Butters. You were the only one who came to visit anyway.
Butters: I tried to get Kyle there too, but you always said no.

"I don't know why, though... He was always so worried about you."

Kenny: I know. It's okay.
Butters: Well, I just came here to tell you that. I gotta go now.

"Well, that seemed pointless."

Kenny: Alright then. Thanks for the visit.
Butters: Bye, Kenny.
Kenny: Bye.

Kenny had slept for about seven hours today. It wasn't perfect, but it was more than he had slept in the past month.

"I should go downstairs to get some breakfast, before Kevin eats it all."

Kenny: Hey, mom. What's for breakfast?
Carol: Oh, I made waffles. Here, have some.

"So no, they didn't notice I was gone for over a month. Incredible. Do they do this with my brother and sister or just me?"

Kenny: Thanks, mom. I'm going back to my room now.
Carol: OK, Kenny.

Kenny went back into his room and lied down on his bed. Now he was officially bored. He had given Stan his PSP to keep it away from his brother, Kyle was probably still asleep, Butters had already been here... The only one left was Tweek. Kenny decided to go talk to him; see how he was doing and talk to his dad to say that he was back in town. First, however, he needed to take a shower.

Kenny had been standing outside the Tweak's house after ringing the doorbell for almost five minutes now. It appeared that there was nobody home.

Tweek: Kenny!

"Why does everyone do that?"

Tweek: I see you're out of rehab. That's great!
Kenny: Hey, Tweek. Yeah, I just came back.
Tweek: What are you doing here?
Kenny: I came to see you. Why isn't anyone in your house?
Tweek: Well, my dad is at work and I think my mom is shopping or something.
Kenny: Alright.
Tweek: So, what did you want to talk about?
Kenny: I just wanted to see how you were doing. I'd have come sooner, but it was kinda hard to get out of rehab early.
Tweek: Yeah, I know. And how are you doing? I know you were a lot worse than me.
Kenny: I'm fine. Hey, do you know where Stan is? I need to get my PSP back, before he forgets it even exists.
Tweek: He's probably still asleep. You know how he is. He'll probably sleep until noon.
Kenny: I guess you're right. I should go. I gotta tell your dad I'm back.
Tweek: Alright.

Tweek's improvement was painfully obvious. He wasn't twitching, he wasn't screaming or complaining about the "pressure" Kenny was putting on him... Kenny wished that he had gone to rehab when they were kids. That would have been much better.

Kenny arrived at the coffee shop a few minutes afterward. His first thought was how much he hated working here, but it was either that or his family was staying right where it was. He also wondered if Tweek had been here since he got out of his rehab and concluded that he probably hadn't.

Richard: Hey, Kenny! You're back, I see.
Kenny: Yeah. I came here to tell you that and to ask when I could get back to work.
Richard: Well, you can get back to work tomorrow.
Kenny: Alright. Thanks, Mr. Tweak.
Richard: You're welcome.

Kenny had one whole day to spend with Kyle, he had gotten out of rehab and his job was still his. Things were going his way... for now, anyway. He knew from personal experience that every time things seemed to go his way, something else came along and fucked everything up.

"I should go see what Kyle wants to do today. He must be awake by now."

Kenny ran towards Kyle's house and rang the doorbell, expecting to be greeted by Kyle. However...

Ike: Hey, Kenny.
Kenny: Hey, Ike. Where's Kyle?
Ike: He's up in his room.
Kenny: Thanks.

"That was unusual. Ike would normally call us fags every chance he could. I guess he's gotten over that phase."

Kenny: Kyle, can I come in?
Kyle: Of course. You don't have to ask.
Kenny: Well, your door was closed. Who knows what you might have been doing in here.
Kyle: Shut up.
Kenny: So... what do you want to do today? I got the day off.
Kyle: Really? That's great! We could... go see a movie or something.
Kenny: What movie did you have in mind?
Kyle: I dunno. I'll check online.
Kenny: Alright.

Kyle turned on his computer, eager to finally spend some quality time with Kenny. Kenny noticed that he wasn't wearing his hat, and couldn't stop staring at Kyle's hair. It was very big and soft, almost like a big red pillow made entirely out of hair. Kenny got a little closer and inhaled the scent of Kyle's strawberry shampoo.

Kyle: Dude, are you trying to get high on my hair or something?
Kenny: It smells nice.
Kyle: Thanks.
Kenny: So, what movies are playing now?
Kyle: There's the new Terrance and Phillip movie, "Asses of Fire 3".
Kenny: Alright, I guess we could go watch that.
Kyle: Cool. Let's go then!
Ike: Go where?

"That kid is fucking creepy."

Kyle: We're going to see a movie.
Ike: Have fun, fags.
Kenny: Ike, shut up.

Ever since Cartman died, Ike was the new Cartman. However, Kenny didn't care. Ike had always creeped him out. Besides, now it was time to go see a movie with Kyle, the cutest Jew in South Park.

Kyle: Two for Terrance and Phillip, please.
Clerk: Here you go.
Kenny: I hope this is a good one.
Kyle: They're always good. Come on, let's go inside.

Kenny and Kyle had been sitting in the theater for the past twenty minutes, hands held, and the former was very bored, although the latter was enjoying it. Kenny was willing to make a small sacrifice for him anyway.
Kenny could've sworn he had heard Ike's voice a few minutes ago; he even looked around, but he couldn't see him. He figured that it was probably his imagination.

Kyle: Dude, that movie was awesome.
Kenny: I'm glad you liked it.
Kyle: Where should we go now?
Kenny: Well, I have to go to Stan's to get my PSP back.
Kyle: Alright, I'll go with you then.
Kenny: Thanks.

"Is that Ike?"

Kenny: Dude, is that your brother over there?
Kyle: Yeah, I think it is...
Kenny: Why the fuck is your brother following us?

"He's probably jealous."

Kyle: Who knows... Just ignore him.
Tweek: Hi, guys!
Kenny: Hi, Tweek.
Kyle: Hi.
Tweek: You came to see the new Terrance and Phillip movie too?
Kenny: Yeah, your dad gave me the day off so I decided to spend some time with Kyle.
Tweek: Cool. So, where are you guys going now?
Kyle: Well, Ken here left his PSP with Stan so we're gonna get it back.
Tweek: Alright. I gotta go home, so I can't come with you.
Kenny: That's okay: See ya, Tweek.
Tweek: Bye.
Kyle: Bye.

Ike stopped following the boys after they left the movie theater. Kenny wondered why he was even there in the first place, but he suppressed that thought once he remembered that Kyle had told him to ignore it.
At any rate, now he had to get his PSP back from Stan. He had told Kyle that he could go home if he wanted to; that he'd meet him there afterward. However, Kyle had been away from Kenny for too long and hadn't even begun to make up for lost time. In fact, he had been holding Kenny's hand all the way to Stan's house.

Stan: Hi, guys. Kenny! I see you're out of rehab. How was it?
Kenny: Horrible. I came here to get my PSP back. You didn't forget about it, did you?

"You were the one in rehab and you're asking me if I remember that?"

Stan: Of course not. It's in my room, I'll go get it. You can sit down here while you wait.
Kyle: Thanks.

Kenny hadn't been in Stan's house for a while, but it was still pretty much the same. Stan was shuffling around upstairs in his room, trying to find Kenny's PSP. It was obvious that his room was still a big mess.

Stan: Found it!
Kenny: Great!

Stan quickly ran downstairs and handed Kenny his PSP.

Stan: Here you go.
Kenny: Thanks.

"Are those sirens?"

Kyle: Hey, do you guys hear that?
Kenny: Yeah. What's that all about?
Stan: Dunno. Do you think we should see what it is?
Kyle: I guess. It could be something important.
Stan: Let's go then. We can take my mom's car.

As the boys got into Stan's mom's car, Kenny started wondering about what was going on. It sounded pretty serious; at least three separate cars were headed in the same direction.

When the boys got to the place where all the sirens were at, they found the coffee shop on fire and Barbrady, "doing his thing".

Barbrady: Alright people, move along, nothing to see here.

"The coffee shop is on fire! Does he think we're blind or something?"

Kenny: Officer Barbrady, what happened?
Barbrady: It seems someone set the Tweak's coffee shop on fire. The building was evacuated, so everyone is safe.

"It's amazing how he goes from "nothing to see here" to "someone set a fire" in a few seconds."

Kyle: Do you know who did it?
Barbrady: I can't go into the building until the firefighters have stopped the fire, so I don't know for sure.

"It's not like you're going to find out anyway."

Stan: We should go back to my house. We could get in the way if we stay here.
Kyle: Right.
Tweek: Hi, guys...
Kenny: Tweek! Dude, are you alright?
Tweek: Yeah, I'm fine. Everyone got out in time, but my dad is still gonna lose the coffee shop.
Stan: How's he dealing with it?
Tweek: Not very well. Sorry guys, I gotta go. Police investigation and all that.

"Right, like the police ever does anything right in this town... Wait, who's that over there?"

Kenny noticed Ike was in the crowd watching the coffee shop burn down. He turned to Kyle and started whispering.

Kenny: Kyle, isn't that Ike?
Kyle: Yeah, I think it is... You don't think he did this, do you?
Kenny: ...No, he wouldn't. There's no reason to.
Stan: What are you two whispering about back there?
Kenny: It's nothing.

"Right. And the coffee shop isn't on fire."

Stan: Alright.

Kenny didn't want to believe that Ike could have done this, but he wasn't sure. Either way, it didn't matter. The coffee shop was burning down before his eyes. His perfect day with Kyle was ruined.

This is chapter two. Once again, I apologize for the time it took to write something this short, but exams are really annoying. In one week I'm going on a small tour across Europe, so I'll try to finish chapter three (final chapter) before I leave.