Chapter 4 :3 Sorry for no update my internet went down for a while T-T

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The time came to leave their comfy homes and head out for a week of fun and party's. Kyle had taken his brother out as promised then met up with Stan, catching a lift with him and his mom. Kyle had a big bag on his shoulder, stuffed to the rim and a smaller bag for other essentials like toothbrush and alcohol. Well Alcohol wasn't an essential, but to Kyle it was if he was ever to have fun. Kyle's mom was busy talking to Sharon, frowns on their faces. Kyle's mom was strict, and probably needed further convincing. "So dude. Did you bring the alcohol?" Stan asked, a hint of excitement in his facial features. Kyle nodded and whispered into Stan's ear.

"I stole it from my dad's secret stash." Kyle giggled and pulled away from the taller teen, being stopped by a pair of hands on his arms. Stan also had something with him.

"I brought Condoms, pot and some lube" Stan snickered, trying not to act to suspicious with his and Kyle's mom around. The red heads eyes widened. He didn't know Stan smoked pot. It was a shock indeed. Also what did he need lube for? Wendy?

"Dude. Are you planning on having sex with Wendy?" Kyle backed up, his breath hitching slightly at 'Wendy'. Stan had a blush across his cheeks and rubbed the back of his head.

"Well...I plan on having sex." Stan replied. Kyle shook his head in protest, he didn't want to share a tent with Stan if he was going to have sex all week.

"We're not sharing a tent dude. I don't want you fucking Wendy's brains out while I'm next to you." He pretended to gag and chuckled lightly. He knew it wouldn't be that extreme, but he didn't want Stan to have sex with Wendy. The girl who was taking his best friend away from him.

"Aw, Ky!" Stan pleaded, his eyes looking down at Kyle's glazed emerald orbs. Stan bit his lip slightly and backed up, chucking his bags into the boot of the car. Kyle was over reacting, he would never make anyone watch him have sex. He wasn't that perverted.

Sheila and Sharon headed over to the car, getting ready. Sheila laid a wet kiss on Kyle's cheek and embraced him tightly, receiving an insult from her son. Kyle tried to escape, but her grip was way too strong. Stan-already in the car- was clutching his sides as he saw his friend squirming and getting kissed by his mom.

"MOM!" Kyle shrieked in protest, Sheila let him go and smiled, pinching a cheek.

"I'll miss you bubbie. Have you got your insulin?." Her voice sounded concerned. She always worried about Kyle. When he even went to the cinema for a few hours she would constantly check up on him. Her anxiety always took over her.

"Yeah mom, I've got it." Kyle smiled and headed for the car, making sure to lock the door and close the window to stop his mother from getting in. Sheila waved in the distance as the car pulled away from the quiet mountain town. The ride down to the forest was in silence, mostly because Sharon was there and it felt awkward. Every once in a while Stan would glance at Kyle and make a funny face, receiving a chuckle from Kyle. Sharon broke the silence, making the drive super awkward.

"Are there girls going to this boys?" She asked, Stan rolled his eyes. He had already told her that it was Wendy's party, but she had obviously forgotten already.

"Yes mom. It's Wendy's party remember." Stan snickered along with Kyle. She gave an intense glare to the couple as they carried on with their fun.

"Be careful Stanley. I mean if you're going to...you know...with Wendy." She spoke in a careful tone, turning Stan pale. Did he just hear that sentence from his own mom's ears. He was totally embarrassed, his cheeks turned beet and he held his face in his hands.

"Mom!" Stan groaned. Kyle smirked, this must be karma for earlier. He truly loved Abraham right now. Sharon then looked at Kyle in the mirror.

"You too Kyle. If you decide it's time,then use protection." At this point Kyle was in fits of stitches. He didn't take Sharon's point to heart, why should he? He wasn't dating anyone.

"Mrs Marsh. I'm single so nothing is gonna happen with me." He held his hands up, proclaiming his situation at the moment. Sharon sighed and carried on driving.

"Stan." The red head smiled cutely at his best friend and poked him lightly in the arm. Stan shrugged away from Kyle, getting in one of his famous fowl moods. Kyle frowned and placed his hand on Stan's.

"Dude. No big deal if you have sex. Just shrug off your mom's comments." Kyle comforted him gently. He loved mocking Stan, but not like how Cartman made fun of him for being Jewish, Ginger and from Jersey.

"Sorry Ky. I'm over reacting." Stan entangled his fingers with his friends and smiled. They always used to do this when they were younger, when they really felt close, they felt the need to hold hands. It wasn't considered homosexual with Stan and Kyle.

"It's 'kay." Kyle mumbled under his hand which he was using to lean his chin on to look out the window. Their fingers soon de tangled and found there ways back to their owners. It took around twenty minutes to arrive at the camp site. Wendy, Butters, Kenny and Bebe were already there, looking impatient. Wendy's eyes lit up as she say her boyfriend. She mutterd something to Bebe and ran towards the car.

"Clingy bitch." Kyle grumbled and stepped out of the vehicle, looking over towards Kenny who was chatting nicely with the small Blond-butters. His blue eyes peered at Kyle and waved him over. Kyle smiled and grabbed his luggage from the boot of the car, he watched as Wendy flung herself at Stan. He could feel the jealousy burning in his gut.

"Stan! I missed you sooo much." She squealed and clung he arms around Stan's neck. Sharon rolled her eyes and broke the couple apart for a moment to help Stan with his things. Meanwhile, Kyle had taken a seat on the grass, well more of a bed, since he was laying down with his eyes closed, Butters nagging him about Kenny.

"So then, Kenny thought it would be best if we just shared a tent since then I-I wouldn't freeze at night." Butters explained, Kyle nodding in reply. He was happy that he and Kenny were connecting so well, but he had other things on his mind.

"uh huh." Kyle grunted and listened to Butters go on and on. That was until Kenny saved him from the torture of Butters. Of course he liked Butters but he could talk and talk.

"Hey Butters. Wanna' set up our tent so we can get an early night." Kenny gestured. Kyle's eyes shot open and were on Kenny in a mili second. An early night wasn't a good thing when Kenny was involved, Kyle shot a death glare at the dirty blond teen. He knew that Kyle meant business, due to the fact he could beat up even a lard ass like Cartman.

"W-Well sure thing Kenny." Butters agreed and stood up, dusting off his pants and heading away with Kenny. Kyle sighed and knew he really should put up his tent but Stan had other things to do. Like Wendy. Kyle cringed and sat up, looking over In Stan's direction, fortunately Wendy had kept her paws to herself for the moment.

" Oi, Stan! We need to put our crappy tent up!" Kyle yelled over to him, Stan peered over his shoulder and smiled. He knew that Stan wouldn't help that much but it would be much more fun if Stan was there to cheer him on.

"Alright my Kosher buddy, I'll be there in a second!" Stan yelled back. 'Kosher buddy? What the hell?' Kyle grimaced and shook it off, he didn't want to be reminded that he had to bring his own food, due to the fact that he had a limited amount he could eat. Kyle smiled to himself and laid back down, waiting for Stan to finish grabbing his things.

"Ay! Don't call me fat you poor son of a -" Kyle's eyes shot open again. Was that Cartman. If it was Kyle's chance of having fun was officially over.

"Eric Cartman! Mind your language!" Sharon yelled, making Cartman cuss to himself under his breath. Kyle watched as Wendy walked up to the fat ass and greeted him. No look of hate in her eyes, just a nice friendly greeting.

"Hey Cartman." Wendy greeted, her eyes showing pure kindness. She lead him into the camp and gave him some snacky smores to munch on while she got the dinner ready for everyone. Except Kyle of course.

"Hey ho." Cartman replied, slightly muffled due to the fact he had food in his mouth. The brunette had slimmed down a bit over the years, being more muscular than fat at the moment. Though he was still a fat ass in everyone's eyes. More and more people arrived over a small time. Craig, Clyde, Red, Tweek, and a few others. There were few girls, but Wendy didn't mind, it meant less challenge for her.

"Food's up everyone!" Wendy yelled, Everyone stopped putting their tents up and headed over in Wendy's direction. Stan heard her cry and stood up, waiting for Kyle to follow. He didn't. He remained putting their tent up.

"Dude, she said food." Stan grabbed Kyle's shoulder gently. The red head shrugged off the touch.

"I have diabetes and can only eat kosher foods. I don't think she'll have anything I want." Kyle groaned and had a concentrating expression across his face, sticking his tongue out.

"Oh, I'll see what she's got and bring you something back if it's cool with your taste." Stan offered generously and headed for the scent of food. Butters and Kenny already had their tent up, it was a bit further away from everyone's, but Kenny being Kenny needed the privacy.

"Stupid Wendy. Stupid food." Kyle grumbled and hammered the last peg into the soft ground. He stood up and looked at his work. It was pretty good in his eyes. Since Stan hadn't helped at all. The red head unzipped the tent and crawled in, turning on the electric lamp his mom had packed, he was thankful for once. She had a good idea there. Kyle zipped the tent back up and sat alone, testing out how comfortable each bed was. He had too admit they weren't that bad.

"Ky. I brought you some food." Stan unzipped the tent and peeked in at his smiling best friend. Kyle nodded and took a small plate from Stan, tucking in to the food. He had to admit he was hungry and the food really hit the spot. Stan climbed in with Kyle and sat opposite him, glancing at him every now and then.

"Stan, I was thinking we could sneak a drink in later tonight. I know Wendy wanted to save drinks for tomorrow night, but I thought it would be a good bonding session." Kyle explained, munching on his food, trying to keep his cool. He really wanted to make Wendy spend as less time with him as he could.

"Sounds good." Stan purred and finished off his food. Climbing closer to Kyle. The tent was a bit of a squeeze but it was still comfy.

"But first, Wendy wants us all to do some shitty truth or dare game." Stan rolled his eyes. Kyle gulped. Truth or dare. He knew it would end up bad if he played.

"I hate truth or dare. Can't we skip it?" Kyle begged in a needy voice. He really wanted to get out of the situation, knowing Wendy would make him do something super embarrassing. Stan shook his head and re assured his friend.

"Dude, I'll make sure it's fun okay." Kyle faked a smiled and followed Stan out the tent. Neither of them speaking as they made their way over to the circle all the friends had formed. The males joined the circle, sitting next to each other, butters and Craig on each of their sides.

"Okay, I'll start." Wendy proclaimed and looked around the circle, picking her victim. Her eyes stopped at Butters.

"Butters. Truth or dare." She spoke, a smirk across her tainted lips.

"T-Truth I guess." He stumbled on his words and played with his fingers nervously. Bebe and Wendy whispered to each other for mere moments before coming to a conclusion.

"How far have you ever gotten with someone." The girls giggled, whilst Kyle rolled his eyes. This was such a girly game. Butters thought for a moment. He hadn't gotten that far with someone, but had done some things.

"I-I've given erm..." A crimson blush stained his cheeks. He was reassured by a soft hand on his lower back, Kenny's hand to be precise.

"I've given head...to a guy..." Butters mumbled just so everyone could hear. There was silence in the circle for what seemed like minutes. When he looked up Wendy had a concerned look on her face.

"I meant with a girl Butters! How far have you gotten with a girl." Wendy said, this time in a more agitated voice.

"Oh. Well I've kissed a girl." He exclaimed in a cute voice, Kenny couldn't help but surrender a small laugh. Wendy rolled her eyes then told Butters to pick someone. He looked around the circle and his eyes stopped on Kyle.

"Truth or D-Dare Kyle." Everyones eyes averted to the red head, who seemed to be sulking. Kyle shrugged.

"Dare...I want to actually have fun." He grumbled, receiving a glare of hatred from Wendy Testaburger.

"Okay. Well I dare you to..." Kenny whispered something into Butters' ear, making him blush a more deeper red. If that was possible.

"Sorry Kyle...Kenny said to dare you to skinny dip in the freezing lake." Everyone burst out with laughter. Except for Kyle, of course. He was frozen. He was really self conscious. Kyle looked toward Stan with pleading eyes, for him to some way get him out of this. Stan chuckled and threw an arm around him friend.

"How about I do it with you. That means you won't feel so vulnerable." Stan stated, a generally kind smile across his lips. Kyle blushed at the idea and nodded. If he had to do it, he was going to bring someone down with him. Everyone decided the dare would happen later, they carried on with the game as Kyle and Stan went to get ready. Since they left Wendy chose Craig to take the next go.

"I dare Bebe to get off with Wendy." He stated in a casual tone.

"I have a boyfriend asshole!" Wendy complained, standing to attention, an aura of fury engulfing her. Craig wasn't intimidated by her, he just thought that she was contradicting herself. Truth or Dare meant you had to do what others said.

"A boyfriend who is skinny dipping with another guy?" Craig raised a brow and took a cigarette from his pocket, holding it in his mouth and lighting it. Inhaling the delicious nicotine. Wendy was pissed.

"Shut the fuck up!" She screamed and threw herself at the male, being restricted by a pair of warm hands. She was brought back to reality as Stan stood behind her. He looked at her with concern.

"What's going on?" He asked in a husky voice. He looked displeased. Like he had pity for Wendy for sinking so low.

"Craig is being a dick." She hissed, aiming a glare towards the smoking boy. Craig shrugged and exhaled a puff of smoke. Everyone had began their own conversations in small groups. Craig was talking to Tweek. Butters Kenny and Cartman. Clyde Bebe and Token.

"Wendy chill. You just take things too personally." Wrong move. Wendy's hand collided with Stan's cheek, leaving a small red imprint on his creamy skin. Stan was shocked to say the least. No one stopped their conversations, Stan and Wendy always had their moments of fighting, usually ending in Wendy hitting Stan.

"Don't tell me to chill! If you were a good boyfriend you would stand up for your girlfriend!" She preached to the raven. Stan had his hand on his bruised cheek. He didn't want to hear Wendy's shit any more. Wendy went on and Stan listened, sometimes getting in a word or two. Wendy was controlling the argument, along with everything else.

"Ho. Is Stan being his usual ass hole self." Cartman interrupted, taking his stand next to Wendy who was red in the face. Stan couldn't understand why she was so mad. She needed to chill. Really chill.

Cartman's face had a mocking expression plastered on it. 'What is he up to' Stan frowned and walked away from the argument. Wendy yelling something as he walked back to the tent. He knew a petty argument wouldn't brake them up. They did this all the time.

Kyle could hear the faint shout of Wendy Testaburger. He didn't pay much attention due to the fact he thought she was just yelling at Craig or Token. He began to undress. Taking his shirt off and over his head. It wasn't too cold but he could feel goosebumps rising on his skin, mostly because of nerves, but the cold didn't help. He was interrupted by Stan entering the tent, Kyle tried to cover up so that he wouldn't get too embarrassed. "Stan! I'm changing dude!" Kyle yelled and watched as his friend moped in the corner. Knees tucked into his chest.

"Stan?" Kyle placed a cold hand on his shoulder, he could hear a faint sob emitting from the raven. He knew it had something to do with Wendy's scream. Stan couldn't face Kyle. He hated people seeing him cry. Though he always ended up in tears when Wendy was involved.

"Go away Ky." Stan used his pet name and shoved his hand away from his shoulder.

"No. What happened?" Kyle spoke in a stern yet gentle voice. He placed his hands around Stan, hugging him from behind, comforting him. Stan shook his head and wiped his eyes.

"Me and Wendy had a fight. A stupid fight." He choked out and fought the tears which were almost seeping over his lids. Stan turned to face Kyle, he looked up at him with thankful eyes. Whenever he and Wendy had fights, Kyle's presence never failed to aid him.

"What?" The red head smiled down at his friend to clear the bad atmosphere.

"Thank you Kyle." Stan mumbled and wrapped his arms firmly around Kyle. Nuzzling into him. He knew this situation seemed weird but he liked holding Kyle like this. To be honest he preferred it to Wendy's embrace, which were usually short and temperamental. Kyle's hugs really felt like they meant something. Maybe they did.

Stan looked up into Kyle's eyes. A blush across the Jews creamy cheeks. Kyle's heart beat became five times faster as Stan drew closer to him and ran a gentle hand across his smooth cheek. "Ky. I-" Stan was interrupted by the tent unzipping. Kenny entered the tent and greeted the males.

"Hey Kenny" They both replied, scooting a distance away from each other. Kenny looked at the friends and saw how red Stan's eyes were, he began to think how serious Kyle and Wendy's fight must have been to actually make him in that much pain.

"Is this a bad time?" Kenny asked, seeing that Kyle was topless and flushed.

"N-Not at all." Kyle stuttered, patting for Kenny to take a seat in the already crowded tent. Stan gazed at his friend for a moment then turned his head, moping in the corner once again. Stan felt a bit of jealousy burn in his body. He knew he had no reason, but Kenny had interrupted something special. Stan hadn't know what happened, but it felt...nice.

"Good. I came to see if you guys were okay." Kenny looked over at his moping friend, sending him a caring smile. Stan just turned his body around even more. Kyle noticed this and grabbed Stans hand, turning him around.

"We're okay." Kyle lied. He knew everything wasn't that simple but he didn't want to complicate things. Kyle could see Kenny's gaze lowering every now and then, he looked down and realised he was still topless. Kyle panicked and grabbed his shirt, throwing it on quickly, receiving a weird look from Kenny.

"Fuck." Kyle cursed and hid behind his hands, hiding the flush on his cheeks. Kenny chuckled and placed a hand on the red heads neck, Kyle jumped at the touch. Apologizing quickly and heading out the tent. Kenny watched, sort of confused by Kyle's sudden actions.

"What's up with him?" Kenny wondered and scooted over to Stan. He saw the anger in Stan's expression, not going to deep into his personal space. Stan shrugged and faced the side of the tent.

"Is there something up?" Kenny squinted at the raven. He knew he had just had a fight, but he seemed much more agitated than when he usually got into fights with Wendy.

"I had a fight with my girlfriend dumb ass." Stan hissed and rolled his eyes. He seemed quite spiteful but didn't really care at the moment. He was in a shit mood.

"Other than that dude." Kenny retorted.

"Nothing."

"Stan."

"Nothing"

"Stan. You can't hide it from me." Kenny turned his body towards Stan. His body close to his friends.

"I said nothing!" Stan groaned and crawled out of the confined tent. He didn't no where he was going, but he needed to get away for a little bit, just to calm down. He could feel Kenny's presence behind him and chose to ignore it, quickening his pace.

He had walked about ten minutes before turning around to shout at Kenny. His eyes glared at the figure standing in front of him. "Quit following me." Stan growled, pushing past the dirty blond. Kenny rolled his eyes and tightly grabbed Stan's wrist.

"Why don't you go after Kyle huh?" He hissed and shook off Kenny's grip. Once again turning his walk into a jog. Kenny was agitated by this time.

"Because you need to talk." Kenny yelled, his voice echoing in the silence. Stan stopped and stood still. How did Kenny know if he wanted to talk or not. He couldn't read his mind. Could he. Stan held his head in his hand, sighing deeply. Why did Wendy have to kick off.

"Good. You're listening." Kenny smiled and approached Stan, holding out his arms in gesture of a hug. Stan took the gesture and fell into the blond's arms, letting every thing out. Mostly about what a bitch Wendy was. Kenny's hug wasn't as warm and gentle as Kyle's, but he did feel like it took some of his anger away.

"Dude. I'm sure you and Wendy will make up soon." Kenny comforted and ran his hand gently around Stan's tense back. He had tear stains on his cheeks. This was the most Stan had ever cried. Ever. He felt like he was loosing his manly side, day by day.

"I don't know Kenny..." Stan mumbled and looked up into Kenny's crystal orbs, feeling sucked in. Kenny looked down at him and frowned slightly.

"How come?" He asked carefully.

"I-I um...I think I have feelings for someone else...I think..." Stan sat up and looked down intently at the floor, His mind wondering from his answer. Not wanting to reveal his secret to Kenny. Kenny encouraged him to go on. Promising not to tell anyone.

"How come you haven't talked to Kyle about this? I mean, he's your best friend man." Kenny was confused. He and Stan had drifted apart over the years and weren't ones to confide in each other, what had changed things now?

"Because...It's Kyle who I like."

Meh...I have been writing this for ages now on and off. Thought it was time to finish it XD

Oh I am working on some one shots so be expecting them up any time soon :D

I'm also not totally satisfied with this chapter, so it will probably be edited later on.

Reviews will be appreciated muchly ^^