Kyle touched his fingers to his lips. He lay in bed reading when he came across a fimiluar name. Craig.

Kyle tried to turn his attention to the book but couldn't. His mind was 100% on Craig. Craig's handsome face, his perfect body, his dark hair and eyes. Kyle sighed out of longing. Finally he couldn't take it anymore. He set the book down and pulled the sheets over him, grabbing a tissue. He clicked off the light and put a hand in his underwear a, little hesitent.

If he did this, it'd be awkward seeing Craig. If he didn't he'd also explode from desire. He decided to do it, remembering everything about Craig he knew - or could see. He was in love.

"Kyle!" Craig stood next to his locker. Kyle jumped and turned red. "what's wrong? Did Stan?" Kyle shook his head. Craig gave Kyle a puzzled look. "Anyway, Can I walk you home again today? Since it's Friday I was wondering in you'd like to spend the night."

"You'll have to walk with me and Stan. And sure, I'll see if I can."

Craig broke into a grin and hugged Kyle quickly.

"I don't mind walking with Stan and you don't have to worry, if you spend the night we don't have to do anything." Craig said while walking alongside Kyle.

Part of Kyle wanted scream lets get naked and do everythign possible, but on the other end his relationship with Craig hadn't gotten him very far with his best friend. He could begin to imagine the toture he'd indure if Cartman knew.

"Lye? Kyle?" Kyle snapped out of his thoughts and looked up to see Craig's worried face. Instently he felt guilty.

"Sorry. I was just thinking." Kyle smiled. "Lets wait here for Stan." Craig nodded, still looking a little worried, and leaned against the side of the building. Kyle stood his back against it beside Craig. When he saw the hard look on Stan's face he looked down.

"Hey Kyle." Stan gave an obviously fake smile."Is he walking home with us again?"

"Yes. I am. You don't have to pressure Kyle, he is supposed to be your best friend."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I mean quit acting like a spoiled little bitch and get over the fact that Kyle and I are dating."

"Stop it!" Kyle raised his voice a little to loud and some students stared at them. "You guys, lets just go home!" Kyle pleaded.

"Alright." Craig and Stan agreed in unison. Kyle let out a sigh of relief and walked between them.

"Oh, yeah, Kyle." Stan began. "I was wondering, you haven't spent the night in a while. Do you want to?" Kyle blushed.

"He's already staying with me." Craig answered him smuggly. Stan grimiced.

"How about next week?" Kyle offered.

"No, just forget it." Stan stromed ahead a few feet. Kyle felt bad, tan was his best friend and would always be. But now there was someone to share that number one space. Admittedly, he had been with Craig more often instead of Stan. But also Stan had blown off on him for being gay. Or was he bisexual. No, he was pretty sure he was gay.

"Sorry." Craig broke Kyle's train of thought. Kyle gave him a weak smile.

"It's alright. Stan has his moments, but he'll be over it in no time."

"If you wanna stay over there it's fine. You've always been hanging out with me lately anyway."

Kyle wrapped an arm around Craig's waist, surprising him a little.

"It's fine. I'll stay over at his house next week. You can come in and say hi to my mom." They turned into his driveway, Stan barely in sight. Craig gave a shy, but very cute, smile.

"Mom! I'm home!" He called out when he opened the door. Ike was sitting on the couch but hopped up, surprised to see a new face.

"Mom's not home. She went shopping for dinner." Ike stared at Craig while saying this, who inreturn was not trying to look to awkward.

"Stop staring Ike, it's rude!" Kyle snapped. Ike sat back down on the couch. "Craig, I'll be back in a minute. I'm gonna call my mom and fix us a snack." Kyle turned to leave.

"Wait, Will you fix me one too?" Ike asked. Kyle said sure and left Craig with his brother.

"So... How's your school?" Craig asked, sitting next to Ike. Ike turned and grinned.

"Good. I'm surprised Kyle didn't bring Stan home again." Craig felt a little jealous at that. "Aren't you Craig? Kyle talks about you all the time. No offense, but it gets wayyy annoying."

Craig smiled to himself. Kyle was so sweet sometimes.

"Really now?"

"Yeah! You'd think you two were a couple or something."

"What does he say?" Craig's curosity was at a peek.

"You play Basketball, and you like to eat turkey lunch meat but pick of the cheese. Your locker is 347 and you hang out with Clyde and Tweek and so on blah blah!" Ike swung his hand back and forth.

"Ike! Shut up!" Kyle was holding a plate with three sandwhichs and a bag of chips. His face was beat red.

Craig chuckled.

"Can you stay?" He asked with a goofy grin on his face. Kyle turned redder.

"Y-yeah." He wouldn't look Craig in the eyes. And thought that was cutest thing on Earth.