Kyle awoke the next morning with one thought.
School.
yesterday he spent the whole day in his room, refusing to come
out. He was still so pissed at his parents.
He lifted himself off his bed and rubbened his eyes.
If there was one thing he was excited about it was about
seeing Cartman. His mom cant make him not talk to him at school.
Kyle rolled his eyes at the thought of his mother and the way she barged into
Cartman's house like that. She could have atleast knocked?
It didnt matter.
Beacuse no matter what his mom said, nothing
was going to stop him from being with Cartman.
He got himself out of bed and put on some new clothes,
Then trotted down the steps.
He saw his dad in a brown suit eating before work and his mom
doing the dishes. The minneute Shelia saw Kyle she turned to look
at him with her hands still in the soapy water.
"Kyle, Your not getting a ride from Eric. You can walk to School."
Kyle rolled his eyes, He expected her to say something like that.
"Whatever" he mumbled.
"What was that?!" She turned to him.
Kyle glared and looked the other way frowning.
Kyle skipped breakfast and headed for the door.
"Kyle, You didnt eat!" His mom yelled, Kyle slamed the
door shut behind him for a responce.
He still felt anger in his stomach for his bitch mom.
He started stubberenly walking towards school.
Luckily it wasent that far from his house.
Kyle walked angerily with his fist tightened and glued to his sides.
A minneute later, After his house was out of sight and he was 4 blocks
away from the school he heard a car pull up, He didnt look, Thinking it was
just another car driving by.
Then the car slowed down,
"VRROOOM ROOOOMM!" The engine went off,
Kyle looked and it was Cartman's corvett.
The window was open and Cartman sat there with
a smile, and his hands on the steeringwheel.
"What the hell are you doing? Get your fine ass in here"
Kyle felt his cheeks burn and they went red, and he smiled,
looking down, and headed towards Cartman's car.
Cartman grinned as Kyle got in the front seat and Cartman sped off.
Kyle felt his blushed cheeks fade a bit and he turned to Cartman,
"Did your mom and whats his face come home last night."
Cartman smiled and looked to him, "Nope"
Kyle grinned back.
He's never seen Cartman so happy.
Or smile so much.. now that he thought about it, Cartman wasent
a smiley kind of person. But he loved how he was in a good mood.
'Probably beacuse Rick isnt around' Kyle thought.
Cartman pulled up to the school and screetched up into a parkinglot.
They both got out.
As they were walking Cartman put his Arm around Kyle's neck and
smile at him still walking towards the school.
"What did the bitch say when you got home?" He asked.
Kyle felt his cheeks going red again, 'Damn it!' he thought.
He fucking hated how he could blush so easily.
It was embaresing.
"Um.. Well I'm grounded for two months.
And maybe more if I keep this 'attutude' up" Kyle bent his fingers twice for
perenthisis.
Cartman laughed with his arm still around Kyle, when they are almost entering
the school. Kyle smiled and He felt Cartman's arm around him.. He's never been so affectionet.
Usually Kyle's the one who's trying to show Cartman affection on school grounds.
He liked the change.
"..And then Bebe to mellisa that Cristy dumped him but she really didnt,
And then so someone told Ben that Cristy was going to break up with him
beacuse of what everyone else said and he wanted to break up with her first
so.." Wendy went on.
Stan sighed looking out the front window of his car.
Didnt even bother listening to Wendy.
He loved her but he was fucking sick of all this girltalk.
He was a guy.. He didnt fucking care who told who what.
"And then so we all went to chrisy's house and wanted to Know
what was going on and then.."
Stan Rolled his eyes. Not like Wendy noticed.
She kept talking.
He missed GUYtalk.
Kyle's head popped into Stan's mind and he sighed.
He knew Kyle was mad at him. Yesterday he sent a text
message "Fuck you Stan" to his phone, and when Stan
texted back four times Kyle never wrote back.
Or answered the phone.
Stan toke a turn into a parkinglot of his school while wendy was
still talking.
'Hopefully I can talk to him, explain things.'
Stan got out of the car and wendy did too, following
behind him, Still talking.
They got into the school, and wendy went on.
"Stan, Are you even listening to me?!" Wendy asked.
"Yeah, Yeah I'm listening" Stan said.
Wendy gave him a smile.
Stan looked forward and Saw Kyle, With Cartman's arm wrapped around him
down the hall.
Kyle was talking to him about something.
Then Kyle stopped when he saw Stan.
Stan starred at him, Cartman looked in Kyle's dirrection and saw Stan too.
Cartman grinned and whispered something In Kyle's ear still looking
at Stan. Kyle laughed at whatever Cartman told him and they turned, and Cartman let go
Of Kyle as Cartman started in his combonation.
Stan frowned tightening his fists.
He knew they were talking about him.
They keep glanceing over to him, whispering things
and laughing.
Stan clenched his teeth.
Wendy noticed this and looked to him,
"Stan? Stan what's wrong?"
Stan kept his frown and turned to his locker.
"Nothing" he said stiffly.
Wendy looked over at Cartman and Kyle, who were Laughing.
"They seem really happy today" Wendy composed.
Stan got more mad and Slammed his locker shut stalking away.
Wendy starred at Stan wondering what was wrong.
Stan was going the wrong way, But he'll go all the way around for
his first class. No way in hell was he going to pass Kyle and Cartman at Cartman's locker.
Cartman sighed happily as he headed for his first class.
Today.. He was in the best fucking mood.
One, Rick was gone! We'll His parents were gone,
His bruises didnt hurt anymore, You could still see them but atleast they didnt hurt.
2, Kyle's pissed at Stan.
Yes! Cartman fucking hated Stan to the gut.. Knowing Kyle was actually mad at
him too was like an answered prayer, wrapped in a little present with a ribbion.
3, He had sex with kyle FINNALY.
He missed out on fucking for a long two years beacuse of Kyle's
"I'm not ready" bullshit.
4, Again, Rick was gone.
Cartman couldnt stop smileing.
He got to science and saw Stan sitting in his desk with his arm's
crossed stareing to the floor.
Cartman grinned, He loved seeing him miserable.
He walked past him and sat to his desk.
He looked to Stan again and started laughing just to piss him off.
It worked.
Stan turned to him, "SHUT UP YOU FUCKING FATASS!"
Cartman put on his 'I'm inocent' look.
"Did I upset you?' He asked putting his hand to his mouth.
Stan tightened his fists, even more mad.
Cartman smiled.
'Another bonous for today'
Stan tried his best to iggnore Cartman.
Stan knew he was just trying to piss him off.
He could still hear Cartman snickering at the edge of his
ear, and he tightened his grip on his pencil.
He was so fucking annoying.
'I want to wrap my hands around his fat fucking neck
until he cant breath anymore.'
Cartman just kept going and going.
Stan was sure if this class was any slower he will fucking
snap.
Kyle store down at his paper.. Which were suppose to be working
on notes like everyone else, but he knew the fucking notes by heart.
He didnt feel like it.
Instead he drew in cursive letters on a blank sheet of papper,
EC+KB 4ever, with hearts around it.
He held his face in his hand and drew in thee hearts.
"..Does everyone understand?" Mrs. Moore went on.
"yes" The rest of the class repeated.
Mrs. Moore noticed Kyle drawing and not paying attention.
She looked to him
"I said, Does everyone understand?"
Kyle couldnt hear her, He was zooning out stareing
and slowly drawing.
Mrs. Moore started walked to Kyle's desk.
"In other words, Paying attention" she said looking
down at him.
Kyle still didnt notice and kept drawing slowly.
Mrs. Moore put her finger down on his desk and he looked
up at her, "Paying attention?" She asked him.
"Yes, Mrs. Moore"
"Well then. Do you mind telling the whole class what I was just talking about?"
"Umm.." Kyle glanced behind her and at the chalk board.
About the 1970's indian barrial grounds.
Kyle looked to her praying he was right.
"You were talking about 1970's barriel grounds which only occured in texas
from 1865 to 1980, and they name it from the 1970's
beacuse that was the one date it became popular and The indians made it into a tribe."
A few moments went by still store down at Kyle.
Then she broke the stare and glared. "Fine" she said.
She started walking up to the chalkbord.
Kyle smiled and felt relieved going back to his drawing.
Sometimes, It's good to be smart.
Stan felt so fucking good when the class was over.
He didnt have to deal with Cartman anymore.
He felt like going over there and punching him in the face.
He quickly gathered his books, got out of his seat and sprinted towards the halls.
he got out then just remembered he had gym next.
With Cartman AND Kyle.
'Fuck' he thought.
"Today's the worst day of my life."
Stan grumbled to himself.
'Just iggnore them, and get this over with as quick as possible.'
When Stan Was in his Gym clothes and in the gym, He realized
It was going to be almost imposible to iggnore them.
Cartman stod there in Red basketball shorts and a oversized
grey shirt, with Kyle beside him who had green basketball shorts and
a smaller white shirt.
Stan saw Kyle roll his eyes at him whenever he caught him looking to him.
Stan fiddled with his fingers instantly regreating what he told his parents yesterday.
'I should have minded my own fucking buisness and not have said anything.
Kyle saw Stan looking at him again and he frowned and crossed his arm's
looking at Mr. Ryler.
Stan looked down, 'Was it really that bad that I told?
I mean I didnt want the cops to go out looking for him'
Mr. Ryler was still talking but Stan wasent paying that much attention.
"Let's Play Ball!" Mr. Ryler yelled
'What?'
"Ashley, Gorga, mikey, Vick, Tyson, Kyle, Matt, Laura, Bebe, trevor, Gavin,
LEFT SIDE" He called, pointing left.
Kyle and other's started walking to the left.
"And Steve, Martin, Clyde, Chris, Mark, Eric, vanessa, kelly, Zach,
Stan and Payton to the RIGHT" He called.
The other's went to the right side of the gym.
"Ok" Mr. Ryler announced.
He had Red cussion balls in his hand,
He set them down on a line in the middle of the gym while explained.
"Dodge ball, Most of you know the rules but we'll go through it again for the idiots that done.
Pick up the ball and throw it at someone of the other team.
If you hit them, their out.
Unless they dodge it, catch the ball or if they have a ball in their hand they bouce it off with their ball
No hitting to the head or below the waist.
If they caught the ball they can atomatically get someone one their team who was called
out and bring them back in the game. The team that remains, Win's alright are we ready?!"
Everyone positioned themselves to run towards the ball.
"And... PLAY BALL!" Mr. Ryler called, and blew the whistle and everyone went
for the balls, some got it and backed up and threw it at the other team.
Laura, Payton and Mickey were already out.
Cartman picked up sevral ball's at a time and tossed the ball with force,
and knocked almost everyone he aimed. He smiled, 'I'm pretty good at this Game.'
Kyle had a ball in his hand.
Most the time he was dodgeing balls that people threw to him.
He ran accross the Gym, Past people on his team and got Mark out.
a ball went right past him and barly missed, Kyle looked and saw Zach throw it.
He ran to the ball, and threw it to Zach, which Zach dodged it.
'Ok. So I'm not the best athlete in the world.' Kyle thought.
He looked to Cartman who was doing really good, Kyle think's their going
to win beacuse of how he's playing.
They have more team players then Kyles.
Kyle picked up a ball and turned, and Saw Stan stareing there looking at him accross the gym.
Kyle clenched his teeth. As hard as he could he whipped the ball in his direction, realesing the anger
he had towards him, and the ball immediatly hit Stan smack dab in the nuts.
Kyle smiled, Right where he was aiming.
"FOWL!" Zach called.
Stan was bending his knee's and arched down holding his sack
that spicked in pain.
"What fowl?" Mr. Ryler called to Zach.
Everyone stopped playing.
"Kyle hit Stan in the balls, Thats not an out!"
"I wasent watching, Did he do that?!"
"No, He's a liar!" Cartman yelled.
Kyle smiled, Cartman gave up his team to deffend him.
Cartman loved winning more then anything.
"His boyfriend's opinion doesnt count!" Kelly yelled.
Cartman turned to her "Shut your goddamn mouth, bitch!"
"Ok Ok, Stop! I missed it, so for now It's not an out. Stan stays
in that game" Mr. Ryler announced.
Kyle rolled his eyes, "Ok, play"
Stan got up from his knees glareing to Kyle.
"Thanks" he looked to Mr. Ryler.
"Ok, Start again" Mr. Ryler said, and everyone who was up,
Started throwing balls again.
Cartman chucked on ball to someone, out.
Another person out,
Then he grinned.
Stan was infront of him.
Cartman swung back the ball and hit Stan.
"Ow!" Stan yelped, The ball hit hard.
"Oops" Cartman said and put his hand to his mouth, obviously fakeing it.
"Hey" Stan turned to Cartman in anger "You cant do that?!"
"But I did.. So I guess your out"
"No I'm not fatass!" Stan turned to Mr. Ryler, "Mr. Ryler!" He called.
Mr. Ryler looked to him.
"It's not an out if someone on your own team hits you is it?!"
"Uh, Yeah, If someone on your team hits you it's still an out."
Stan frowned and slowly started walking to the bench with his fists tightened
"You dumbass Cartman! You made us lose a player!" Clyde frowned.
Cartman sarcastically remarked,
"Oh sorry, I guess It just kinda.." Cartman looked to Stan and grinned evily "..Slipped"
He said sarcastically.
Kyle on the other side Smiled and gave Stan a smart ass look.
Stan kept his frown and put his head in his hands.
He looked at everyone else playing.
Usually Stan was the last one at these Games, Well if it had anything
that involved hitting Then him and Cartman would be the last.
"It's just a dumb game anyway" he told himself.
Then looked down, But it still bugged the hell out of him.
Mr. Ryler blew the whistle.
"Right team wins!" He announced.
The right team cheered.
"Woohoo." Stan muttered sarcastically
"Alright, End of Class, Get ready for soccer next time."
Everyone started heading towards the doors to the locker room.
Stan walked behind Cartman.
He so badly wanted to kick him.
Kyle walked up to Cartman and gave him a high five
then not letting go of his hand and they swung it down.
"Thanks" Kyle said.
Stan rolled his eyes, Wasent Kyle his best friend yesterday?
He expected him to be mad at him, But not become his arch enemy.
Stan decided He needs to talk to Kyle before this gets out of hand.
"Kyle.." Stan tapped his shoulder and Kyle and Cartman looked around.
"Can we talk?"
Kyle let out a noise of discust, "No"
Cartman smiled, He was loving this.
"Please"
"No!" He frowned and him and Cartman continued walking to the locker room.
Stan sighed.
Cartman put his jeans back on in the locker room.
He couldnt help but laugh at the thought
Of Stan comming up to him after class asking if him and kyle could
'Talk'.
What a douchebag.
Kyle was putting his gray shirt on, "Dude, I'm tired as fuck"
Cartman smirked, "How? all you did was run away from balls"
"Hey!" Kyle got deffensive, "I hit a few people"
Cartman rolled his eyes and smiled, putting his shirt on, "yeah."
Kyle was relieved he had one more class left and he's out of school.
Kyle sat in science class and they were takeing another test.
Luckily, He was sure he got all the answers right this time.
No distractions.
Kyle followed Cartman to his Car and he slammed his side of the door
shut when He got inside.
Cartman started the car.
"Where do you wanna go?" Cartman asked.
Kyle laughed, "My mom said she wanted me home right after school."
"So.. Your house then"
"Hah. no" Kyle put his hands behind his head.
"That's her problem"
Cartman smiled, He loved this cocky harsh attitude Kyle developed
when he finnaly realized how much of a bitch his mom was.
"So where?" Cartman asked looking to the road.
Kyle looked to Cartman, "DId your mom and Rick get back from their honey moon?"
"Probably not."
Kyle smiled, "Lets go to your house"
"Good choice" Cartman grinned then looked to the road.
It's been about an hour now sense Kyle's been at Cartman's.
Cartman had his arm around Kyle, While they watched tv in the livingroom.
The spokes person said on the telivision, "So then I said, Who needs em garry?" '
People in the audence started to laugh.
"Not funny" Kyle frowned and switched the channel.
"Make your bathroom look brand new," A commercial,
Kyle flipped the channel,
"Hey kids, Do you love-"
flip,
"And our ecconomy is -"
flip
"Often, Indians can"
flip
"Why what do you mean terrance"
Kyle starred at the Tv and smiled,
He recognized this Cartoon from when he was little.
"Cartman!" Kyle said Trying to wake him up,
Cartman's forhead was on Kyle's shoulder.
"Hm?" he said sleepily,
"Look"
Cartman looked to the Tv and saw the canadian stick figgures
they used to watch when they were little.
Cartman rolled his eyes and put his forhead back on Kyle's shoulder,
"Remember this?!" Kyle said excitedly.
"Yeah" Cartman said in a bored tone.
"Phillop, We have to save my sister! Were her only hope!
If we.."
FART
"Phillop? Did you just fart?"
"Sorry, I guess I did"
"AHAHAHAHA"
"I havent seen this in forever! I didnt even think
It still played to tv!" Kyle mused.
Cartman groaned. Wanting Kyle to just watch tv without talking.
He was so tired.
"Did you know this still played?" Kyle asked, Not being able to look
to him, beacuse Cartman's head was resting on his shoulder.
"Yes." He said bored.
"Cool" Kyle smiled and put the remote down,
' "I'm not your pal buddy!"
"I'm not your buddy guy!
"He's not your guy pal!" '
Kyle laughed at the familar show.
Cartman wished Kyle would just sleep.
"I know, lets.."
Kyle said the words they were going to say next with them,
"flip a coin, and whoever wins get's to fart!"
"Wait terrance, that doesnt make any sense!"
"Oh your right, Well how bot this.."
Kyle stopped going along with the words.
He remebered watching This rerun over and over.
He couldnt believe he still remembered it.
Kyle rested his head on Cartman's.
"Terrance, You won! you get the gold.."
The door opened, and Kyle looked up.
"Poopsi! Were home!" Lianne called with Rick following behind her.
Cartman's head immediatly shot up and Saw Rick and his mom come in.
Lianne looked to them on the couch.
Cartman's hand was still around Kyle,
"Aw, arent you two addorable?!" Lianne gushed.
"Uh.."
Kyle froze, Cartman saw Rick look at them and smile,
And Cartman slowly moved his arm from around Kyle and into
his own lap. that was inceridably weird.
"Aw, So your the boyfriend" Rick smiled to Kyle.
Kyle's eyes were wide.. He felt so uncomfortable.
"Uhh.. yeah.. Um.. We met."
Rick kept his grin, "Oh I know, But I didnt give ya a proper handshake
for datin my boy" He held out his hand.
Kyle looked to Rick's hand and ever so slowly held it and shoke it.
Cartman starred at Rick
'I'm not your fucking boy' he thought grimly.
When Kyle and Rick's hands released there was an akward silence.
"Well... I should get going." Kyle said breaking the silence rubbing the back of
his neck. "Bye" He looked to Cartman and headed for the door.
Cartman didnt blame him.
He would have done the same thing.
"No, hold on a secound now" Rick said to Kyle
Kyle looked to Rick confused,
"Now Your not even gunna give your boy a kiss goodbye?"
Cartman pinched the middle of his nose.
'Fuck..' he thought.
This couldnt be anymore fucking akward.
"Uhh.." Kyle store to Cartman, who had his two fingers
pinching between his eyes with eyes shut, Obviously just
as embarresed as Kyle was.
"Um.. oook" Kyle said slowly walking to Cartman.
Cartman put his fingers through his brown hair.
This. was. so. weird.
Kyle slowly, tiptoed to Cartman's level and slowly watching Rick,
kissed Cartman on the cheek Fast and said "Bye" and quickly left
before Rick could say anything.
Rick turned to him and smiled, "Wasent that better?" he asked.
Cartman frowned and turned going upstairs.
He got into his room, shut his door and let himself fall onto his bed, rubbing
his face in his pillow.
That was so embaressing.
His mom wouldnt even do that.
His door suddenly opened,
"Sweetie!" He heard his mom's cheerful choice.
Cartman moved his head around in his pillow, Irritated.
'Go away' he thought.
He flipped around on his bed to see what the fuck she wanted.
She held up a brown teddy bear.
"We got you a teddy bear!" She smiled and handed it to him.
He frowned at the teddy bear then at her,
"A teddy bear?"
"Yes! Rick said you would like it!"
Carman glared at the stuffed bear, "Rick lied."
he muttered. "Oh, Your such a joker! Oh and I'll be gone
for awhile, Mommy has to work so you behave yourself with your dad ok?"
Cartman's eyes went wide, "My dad?"
"Yes Eric"
She looked to her watch, "Oh I have to go, see you in a few hours!" His mom chippered
"But-"
His mom left before he could get the comment out.
"God damn it" He scowled to himself.
He looked down at the bear he was still holding.
The bear had a smiley face, He dropped the bear and kicked it.
He hated his mom couldnt understand he wasent six anymore.
He dropped his head into his bed.
He told himself he wasent leaving his room while his mom was gone.
An hour later Cartman was still layed on his bed.
Hopeing to get some sleep.
His lights were off.
If he slept his mom would come home faster, and the night would
go faster.
So far it didnt work.
Suddenly he heard his door open.
Cartman pretended to sleep and his heart started to bang
through his chest.
He heard footsteps and clenched his eyes shut.
The footsteps came closer and closer.
"I know your awake" Rick's voice said.
Cartman clenched his eyes, hopeing he was lying and tugged
onto his blankets.
Then Cartman felt a hard flic to his head, An "Ow" Came out
before he could stop himself.
Fuck. Guess he couldnt pretend anymore.
"Think I'm stupid?" Rick asked.
Cartman now had his eyes open but he didnt look at him.
Cartman remained Lying on his stomach and stareing down from his bed.
He felt Rick Sit on Cartman's bed.
Cartman shut his eyes and his heart pacecd faster
'Please go away.. Please, please please dont do anything'
"Your boyfriend's cute" Rick said.
Cartman thought of not responding, but feared Rick would hit him
if he didnt. "Uh huh" Cartman agreed.
"But" Rick strolled his finger down his back, "Not as cute as you" he said.
Cartman, Didnt move. He was too scarred too.
'Please, Just go away' he begged inside.
Rick saw the teddy bear on the ground and got off from the
bed, Cartman felt so relieved thinking Rick was leaving.
But his heart tightened again when he sat backdown.
"You didnt like the bear?" He asked, holding the bear up.
Cartman squinted, what should he say?!
He'd say anything not to get hit.
"I liked it" he lied.
"Then why was it on the ground?"
Cartman thought for words fast, "I dont know" he hopeing
the answer was good enough.
Rick didnt say anything at first then he felt the bear touch from
Cartman's lower back then rub against his ass, "I think the bear likes you" Rick
grinned.
Cartman tightened his grip on to his blankets,
Fearing if he moved, Rick would hit him.
If he said anything, He'd hit him.
Then he felt Rick's Hand go up from the inside of his leg
"I think The bear likes you alot" Rick said.
Cartman shut his eyes trying to pretend this wasent fucking happening.
Then Rick Grabbed Cartman's nuts gently rubbing it,
"Do you like the bear?" he asked.
Cartman couldnt fucking stand it,
He hated this so much.
He decided if he didnt do anything, Rick would keep doing it.
"Can you stop?" Cartman asked quietly, prepareing himself to get hit.
Rick tightened his grip on Cartman's penis, and leaned closer to him,
"What did you say?"
Cartman gulped, Scared as hell but forced himself to say it.
"Can you please stop?" He asked in a tiny voice.
Cartman felt a sharp punch to his side and gave him sharp pain.
Cartman quickly held onto his side.
Rick forfully flipped him over.
"That's funny beacuse I thought you asked me to, 'Stop' "
He said punching him in Cartman's stomach,
Cartman arched his stomach at the pain.
He kept begging that Rick would stop.
Rick leaned closer to Cartman's face,
"You never tell me to stop" he whispered.
"YOU GOT THAT?!" he yelled.
"Yes!" Cartman agreed right away trying to inch himself away from Rick.
Then Rick grinned. "ATTA boy" he slapped his stomach twice then got up from
Cartman's bed then to the door.
As soon as Cartman heard Rick go all the way down the stairs
he put his pillow to his face.
All over again.
He was so fucking glad Rick was gone..
But he hated that, that fucking feeling was back.
Done.
hope ya liked it :)
I'll write the next chap tomorow.
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