"What do you mean by "He'll tell everyone?" You mean that I caught you two kissing-" Kyle started.

"Hey guys I got the stuff for Tweek's injuries! I found Token to!" Clyde declared happily as he burst through the boys bathroom door. "So-" Clyde paused as he looked from Tweek and Craig to Kyle. "Uh…what's going on?"

"What do you mean by injuries?" Kyle asked. "Tweek did you get hurt?" Kyle took a step forward and Tweek hide his face in Craig's back, blushing, muttering.

"You bet he fucking did. That fatass friend of yours beat the crap out of poor Tweek. " Clyde chimed in taking a step in front of Kyle.

Craig sighed. "Look Kyle, I know what you just saw was-"

"Cartman? That fatass is no friend of mine. I just hang out with him." Kyle said defensively. He peered over Clyde's shoulder. "Tweek did Cartman beat you up?"

"GAH! TO MUCH PRESSURE!" Tweek cried out.

"Well it's a good thing your not friends with that asshole. God when Craig found out he was so pissed. I mean you just don't mess with a guys boyfriend like the-" Clyde said. He paused for a minute and then gasped, covering his mouth with his hands and looking to Craig who just sighed again Token rolled his eyes and pushed Clyde aside, walking to the sink and putting a small First-Aid Kit on the table.

"Geez Clyde, ever heard of shutting the hell up?" Token Said.

"I-I'm sorry Craig!" Clyde blurted out.

Kyle looked from Clyde to Craig, then from Craig to Token and then to Tweek. "Uh…" Was all Kyle could manage.

Craig sighed again and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "It's alright Clyde. As for you Kyle," Craig looked over to Kyle. ",you tell anyone and I'll hurt you myself." Craig cracked his knuckles and Tweek twitched.

"Hey Craig you going to help me with this stuff or do you want to tend to Tweek's wounds by your-" Token started.

"Wait you mean tell people that your dating?" Kyle asked. "Why would I tell anyone that?" Craig sighed.

"Token, Clyde. Can you both go for a walk for a bit so I can talk to Kyle for a moment?" Craig asked quietly.

"Sure." They both chimed. Token grabbed Clyde's hand, Craig glanced to Kyle and blushed, and dragged Clyde out of the bathroom.

"So…" Kyle said.

"So." Craig said. "I expect you pretty much got the gist of what had happened. I also expect you can guess tha sort of relationship me and Tweek here have."

"Well yea, it was rather obvious with Clyde blurting out shit and stuff." Kyle said awkwardly.

"Yea…" Craig said. "So please, don't tell anyone okay. Tweekers here would die from all the pressure."

"GAH! C-Craig don't call me t-that in front of K-Kyle!" Tweek muttered. Kyle frowned.

"Hey Tweek." Kyle said.

"Y-Yea K-K-Kyle?" Tweek asked, peering over Craig's shoulder.

"I'll try and talk to Cartman about this, okay? I can't promise anything but I'll try to get him to stop okay?" Kyle smiled and Tweek squirmed a little.

"O-Okay Kyle." Tweek said.

"Well I'll uh….be going now." Kyle turned and started for the door.

"Hey Kyle." Craig said. Kyle turned around, hand on the doorknob, and smiled.

"Yea Craig?" Kyle asked.

"Why are you being so….like understanding. Most kids I know would have gone of shouting that Tweek and I were gay and shit."

Kyle blushed and looked a bit flustered. "I…have my reasons."

"HEY KYLE!" A voice from behind the door called. "Move that sweet ass of yours, okay? I wanna get home so we can study some anatomy tonight." The voice called seductively. Kyle went about as red as his hair and squirmed a little. Craig laughed.

"Sooooooooooooo, Mr. Broflovski," Craig teased. "Was that Stan Marsh I heard calling your name so fondly?" Kyle went about twelve shades red.

"S-Shut up." Kyle stuttered out before he hurried out the door.

"Have fun with the anatomy tonight Kyle!" Craig called. Tweek giggled a little and Craig turned to him, a sad smile on his face. "Come on. Lets get you fixed up." Tweek nodded. Craig gently lifted up Tweek, who squirmed the entire time, to sit him on the bathroom sink. "Be right back." Craig walked over to the bathroom door and locked it. "There, at least now we can avoid any more interruptions." Craig walked back over to Tweek and opened the First-Aid Kit. Tweek smiled lightly and twitched again. Within a few minutes Craig was down attending to Tweek's, applying band-aids and disinfectant here and there. "Tweek I need to take off your shirt."

"W-What?" Tweek asked, going red.

"I need to check to make sure your okay." Craig smiled. "Come on you can trust me, Tweekers."

"O-Okay C-Craig." Tweek muttered, looking away. Craig gently undid the buttons on his shirts and pulling of Tweek's shirt. There was a bit of bruising on Tweek's chest but he wasn't bleeding anywhere. Craig sighed happily. At least Cartman hadn't hurt Tweek to much.

"Okay now the pants Tweek." Craig murmured, blushing heavily. Tweek squirmed and gave out a light squeaking noise. "Come on hurry up. I just wanna make sure your not injured okay. Then we can get you dressed and I'll give you my coat so you don't have to wear your ripped up shirt and then we can leave, okay?" Tweek nodded, his face having gone about twelve shades red, and unzipped his pants. Craig gripped the sides of his pants and gently pulled them down. He looked back up and- wait. Craig started laughing.

"W-What-GAH-is it?" Tweek asked, squirming and twitching.

"Your wearing Red Racer boxers Tweekers." Craig laughed. "You look so cute in them!" Tweek went even redder and teared up. "O-Oh don't cry Tweek," Craig said, still laughing. "I'm not laughing at you. You do really look cute in those!" Craig picked Tweek up off the counter and placed him on the floor. "Lets go, okay?" Tweek nodded and quickly pulled up his pants. Craig took of his jacket and gave it to Tweek as he put everything back into the First-Aid Kit. Tweek hugged him and Craig wrapped his arm around Tweek's neck.

"I-I love you Craig." Tweek said quietly.

"Love you too, you twitchy spaz." Craig ruffled Tweek's hair and pulled open the bathroom door, to come face to face with Eric Cartman.

"Wow you two fags were in there for a long time." Cartman commented.

Craig rolled his eyes. "Fuck off fatass." Craig turned and pulled Tweek down the hallway. Cartman stuck out his foot and Tweek tripped flying face first into the floor. "Hey what the hell Cartman?" Craig yelled bending down to help Tweek up.

Cartman laughed and a smug grin spread across his face. "Maybe you should be a lot nicer to me Craig. I can ruin your life here. And the black kid Token and his faggoty boyfriend Clyde too." Craig helped Tweek up, who muttered a quick apology and hid behind Craig, and turned to face Cartman.

"How did you-"

"How did I know that they were dating? The same way I knew you two were dating." Cartman shoved his chubby hand in his pocket and pulled out a photo, flinging it carelessly towards Craig.

"Why your even dating this twitchy little faggot, I'll never know." Cartman grunted.

Craig caught the photo and looked at it. It was a picture of him and Tweek. He was bending over to kiss Tweek with some kind of freakish clown in the background and a Ferris Wheel. Craig realized that that had been when he brought Tweek to the carnival a few weeks ago.

"Where did you get-" Craig looked up. Cartman was gone. "Son of a bitch!" Craig screamed.

"C-Craig?" Tweek stuttered. Craig turned around to see Tweek crying.

"Oh Tweak…" Craig walked over and hugged Tweek, who burst into tears as soon as Craig did. "Come on Tweekers, lets get you home."

"B-B-But E-Eric is going to t-t-tell everyone w-w-were dating, and y-you'll leave me and then I-I'll never see you again and- "Craig roughly kissed him again, pushing him against a wall. Tweek moaned again, his tear feeling hot on Craig's face. Craig pulled back, his face till in close proximity of Tweek's, and smiled.

"I'd never leave you. Never." Craig said. But Tweek was still crying and twitching a lot more.

"B-But why?" Tweek asked. "W-Why…"

"Tweek, I don't need a fucking reason. Now shut up and kiss me." Craig commanded. He did.