Hey there! Sorry it's been a few days. I was at an event at my church youth group, and have been supper busy!

Some say they like the POV changing, some say they don't. I'l try not to switch it around a lot, but if I want longer chapters I'l usually have to switch it once or twice. I'l never switch it like more then 3/4 times though. I don't think that's too much. Please tell me what you think!

Most people are liking the Bunnyness! So there will be a lot more here. This is pretty much just a filler for the Stan/Kyle-ness. This is officially half Style, half Bunny, so if you hate Bunny, you can skip it.

Stan's POV

Cartman has been giving Kyle an even tougher time then usual. I don't know if he can just tell something is wrong, or because someone told him. The only ones who knew were me, Kyle's parents(obviously) and Ike. Shit, what if Ike told Cartman? They're both evil, Cartman a little bit more, so maybe Ike wanted some help from the master. Let's hope not.

As soon as we walked in this morning, Cartman started pissing Kyle off, like usual. The problem was, he never stopped. Through every class, Cartman was insulting Kyle for every single thing. If he said something, Cartman would give him a hard time about it, and saying things like "Fucking Jew, don't you know you're not supposed to talk unless spoken to?". I'm not sure if Kyle is upset about Cartman, or just super pissed off.

Now, we're at lunch. Kyle didn't have anything. I had completly forgot this morning that Kyle's mom always put his lunch in his bag for him, and he probably didn't even think about bringing anything. While I have a sandwhich, too small to share, Cartman has atleast 5000 calories worth. Kenny isn't here. Where is he? I just assumed he was probably behind the school making out with some girl, but whenever he does that, he is back by now. Maybe he's getting more then a kiss.

Butters isn't here either. That's odd. He never misses lunch, and there's no way in Hell he could be making out with a girl. Maybe the two are together?

"Dudes, where's Kenny and Butters?"

"I was just thinking that. Cartman, do you know?" Kyle asked Cartman, but he had too much food in his mouth to respond. He did flip Kyle off, though.

We went to look for them, leaving the fat-ass to eat. Before we could find them, though, the bell rang.

"Fuck it, let's just go to class," Kyle didn't really care about finding them.

Kyle's POV

"Fuck it, let's just go to class," I honestly didn't care about finding them. Why should I? They could be making out somewhere, and we would bug them. They should be together. I know they like each other. I just know it. I see the way they look at each other, they can't deny it.

Anyway, I don't want to be late for class, either. The school could call my parents, and then the principal would tell the guidance counseler, I would have to tell them what happened and a whole bunch of shit would go down.

I never responded to Ike's text. Why would I? The little mini-Cartman doesn't deserve to know how much he pissed me off.

Cartman was definitely not making me feel better. I don't think he knows anything about when he's pushed things too far. Well, obviously not. He assisted in killing two people back when we were nine. I can't ignore him, that makes things worse.

Butters and Kenny never showed up for class. It's not like I expected them to show up, though. Kenny never shows up late, he just skips. Butters has never done anything like this, so he must be with Kenny. If anyone can convince Butters to do something bad, it's Kenny.

Gee, Kenny and Butters didn't show up for any classes today. Butters' parents are going to be extremely pissed at him. Kenny's parents probably won't care. He does this kind of shit all the time.

When Stan and I get to his house, we're going to try and find out where I'm going to go. It's too much to ask from him if I can stay there. He said I could stay until I get things figured out, but I don't want to stay there for long. I can't risk his parents trying to help. They are friends with Mom and Dad, so they would call them so we can all 'talk'. Like I'm gona let that happen.

Kenny's POV

Butter's and I were so busy that we didn't realise gym class had ended hours ago, and we had missed pretty much the entire school day. It was completely and utterly worth it though.

After he had agreed to skip, I grabbed his hand and ran out to the back of the school. It wasn't exactly like holding hands, though. I was just leading him out there, but as soon as we got there and I let go, his face was bright red, and he looked a bit sad that I let go.

We sat down, and sat there in silence for a few minutes. I knew I had to break the silence. What a better time to tell him.

"Butters, I fucking love you," no turning back now.

His face lit up instantly, and then changed to confused. Did he think I was lieing? I wasn't, and he needed to know that. "What?" I asked.

"Gee, you're not lieing are you? 'Cause I sure hope not. Kenny, I like you an awful lot, and you sure as heck better tell me you aren't lieing!"

I got up, and sat right next to him, as close as possible. Our arms were touching, and so were our knees. "Butters, I am telling the truth. I really like you," I put my hand on his to prove it. A smile crept up on his face.

"I sure do like you too, Kenny,"

And that's how it happened. That is how I became the boyfriend of the boy of my dreams. We spent the rest of the day talking, about every little thing. We ended up going to Sizzlers to eat lunch after a few hours. We walked in, hand in hand, proud to be together. Once we sat down, I started to play footsie with him. His face went red, which made me laugh, and him giggle.

Once we realised what time it was, and that school was over a half an hour ago, we decided it was time for our day together to end.

"Kenny," Butters sounded worried. He stopped walking, and looked at me. "I'm scared."

"Scared? Why?" I led him over by the hand to the playground a few yards away. We sat on the side of the playground, and he started talking.

"I'm going to be in so much trouble for coming home late. And what if the school called, and said that I didn't come to any of my classes? I would have to tell them where I was. They can't know that I'm gay, Kenny!" He was crying now. I reached over and wrapped my arms around him. He layed his head on my shoulder, and sobbed.

"He'll beat me!" He choked out between sobs. I knew his dad hit him a few times, but I didn't know he beat him up!

"He... he beats you?" I was scared for him now.

He pulled away, stopped crying for the most part, and nodded. "Tell me about it, if you can," I had to know. I didn't want him to get hurt again.

"Whenever I get a bad grade, come home late, or talk back to him, Dad hits me, a lot. Mom doesn't do anything. She just sits there, watches." He pulled his sleeves up. I couldn't believe it. I mean, I could in a way, because I knew his Dad was awful, but I didn't know it was this bad. On his arms were at least a dozen bruises. How had I never noticed those before? I never thought anything of why he wore a long sleeve shirt all the time, even to gym. I wish I had asked before.

I didn't know what to say. I could tell it was hard for him to tell me this. I just hugged him, careful not to hold on too tight.

"When was the last time?" I managed to think of.

"Last week," he looked away.

"Oh, Butters! I don't want this to happen again. I'm so sorry I let you skip school. I'm sorry you're going to go home late. I'm so sorry. If he hits you today it's all my fault. I can't let him do it!" It was all my fault. If it weren't for me, he wouldn't be late, he would have gone to school, and gone straight home. And he wouldn't have a boyfriend.

"Kenny, today I was happy for the first time in awhile. Don't feel guilty. I'd rather get beaten and have been with you all day. It's worth it," he hugged me again. He got up and started walking. "I have to go home now, and face it whatever is going to happen."

"Can I hide somewhere outside, where I can, you know, here what happens? I need to know that you're okay. I can't let him hurt you."

"I don't want you to hear me get hurt, Kenny. I'll call you, if I can. Okay?"

"Okay, but be strong," at that, he walked towards his house, and went in.

There was no way I could go home. I had to know what happened. It's like a movie you can't look away from. I crouched down by the only open window I could find, where I could see his dad, head towards the turned off T.V. I heard the door open, Butters walking in. His Dad got up, and I bent down, so I could hear, but not see. They can't see me.

I heard a loud noise, and Butters cry.

I'm sorry that this is very Bunny-ness. It's like Degrassi. So many things happening at once. I changed the summary, so it says Bunny, too. I promise to make a lot more Style happen. If you want, you can skip the Kenny and Bunny POVs if you really hate it.

But this was long! If I get some reviews, I'l post another chapter tonight! I want to keep writing, so please review!~

Sorry 'bout the change(adding tons of Bunny)