The day was going by faster than any other day for Stan this week. Once he got to math class he looked over to his Kyle and smiled. Kyle smiled back and they both continued listening to the teacher lecture on about numbers. Hopefully everything will be better off today than it was yesterday. They decided earlier they were going to walk home since it was still warm outside, as warm as an always snowy town gets. The last bell rang and Stan was walking to the front door while checking his phone. There was a text from Wendy from earlier that day.

Hey :) Want to hang out next friday?

Stan groaned, that was not something he wanted to do this upcoming Friday, but maybe it would be good for him to get out. Though he didn't bother to text her back and Kyle saw his sour look as he got closer.

"What's up with you?" Kyle asked with a laugh.

"Wendy wants me to 'hang out' with her next Friday," Stan said rolling his eyes.

"Sounds hot man. When are you going to start dating her? It's been long enough," Kyle said to his friend with some interest.

"I'm never going to date her. She is not my type and I don't even talk to her anymore," Stan said back to his friend. He didn't really want to admit to anything else, which he still wasn't sure if he was gay. The thought kept hitting him though.

"Finally giving her up? You guys have had so much history over these years," Kyle stated.

"I don't think she's the one for me, like she is always changing guys. I highly doubt she can keep a relationship," Stan ranted.

"So you still going to hang out with her Friday, anyways?"

"It is my sister's birthday on that Friday so I don't want to be home. I know that for sure and if the only way out is to go with Wendy, then oh well," Stan said knowing he didn't want to, but he rather be with Wendy than his sister and her friends. Plus maybe if she tried something he might regain some confidence in being straight.

"I don't blame you man, your sister is a total bitch. I can only imagine her friends. Also, you know, if you ever need to be busy on Friday you know who to call," Kyle said with a smirk and nudging his friend.

"Oh, I know," Stan said back in the same mocking tone. "I would call my best friend, Butters, duh," Stan joked.

"Because you two are just the bestest of friends, for sure," Kyle said in a sarcastic way.

"Don't worry, I already know you are jealous of him."

"You got me," Kyle said throwing his hands up. They started laughing at their stupid conversation. "We are great man," Kyle spoke as he fist bumped Stan. Even though that was lame, it was basically their 'secret' handshake.

"I could probably come over after words, give you all the gossip of it," Stan chuckled.

"Oh yes, I need the 411 like right away, like oh my god," Kyle said in girly tone. Stan laughed and heard his phone beeped again.

Did u get my txt?

"Jesus Christ, I sometimes forget how crazy girls are," Stan said after reading his text. "She asked if I got her text."

"That's girls for you. If you are lucky you might get some excitement in your life."

Stan rolled his eyes, "Oh yeah, maybe get a quickie in a bathroom. That's really exciting, I can't wait," He said very sarcastically.

"I wouldn't complain," Kyle replied and Stan gave him a quick look. Then he looked back at his cell phone and texted her.

yeah i got your txt, sure we can hang out friday

Almost immediately he got a text back.

Awesome! See u then~! 3

Stan almost gagged when he read the heart. "I don't think I really want to do this," he said looking at Kyle.

"Then don't go dude! You don't have to go if it's really bothering you," Kyle said back sympathetically. "Who knows you might start liking her a lot again."

"I was thinking that too, but I at the same time I hope I don't," Stan revealed. He was quiet for a moment, maybe she just wanted to hang out. Girls send tons of random hearts when texting plus she probably has a boyfriend right now. He was trying to cheer himself with his own thoughts.

"I'm so glad I don't have stupid girl problems like you," Kyle laughed at his friend.

Stan also laughed, but not at Kyle's joke. "What ever happened to you and Bebe, man? Do you still talk to her?" Stan asked with a chuckle.

"Don't even get me started. Last year she was talking to me after school and she told me to turn around and look at something. So I did, then she is like 'Wow your ass is still pretty hot," Kyle complained on. "You'd think she'd be over it by now."

"Maybe she is right. Let me check," Stan said jokingly and slowing down his walking pace. Looking down to Kyle's ass.

"Stan, get out of here!" Kyle said placing his hands over himself and walking backwards to face Stan straight on. Both of them started laughing and Kyle sped up to get to his friend's front door. As Stan opened it Kyle punched him in the shoulder. They both headed up to Stan's room like routine. Throwing their backpacks in the corner and shutting the door.

"So how have you been?" Stan proposed the question, while they sat on his bed.

"Dude this whole Ike thing is crazy, who would have known he was gay. It's probably the Canadian in him," Kyle started off.

"Because all Canadians are gay," Stan laughed.

"He says he dating his one friend Grant and now my parents won't let Ike seem him anymore. That was, what we thought, his best friend, but that was wrong. Apparently they've been making out in his room. He told us very bluntly at the dinner table on Saturday. Which I've tried talking to our parents about it, but then they just get mad," Kyle frowned. Stan wasn't sure what to say, he was sure his parents would do the same if he was ever to come out. "Ike won't even talk to me, but I'm trying my damnedest to help him. I can't handle seeing him be sad."

"Maybe you should just tell him to sit down and ask how he is really feeling. Ask him supportive question about it, that might make him feel better," Stan suggested to his friend. He looked at Kyle, whose eyes seemed so lost. "Please tell me you aren't mad at him," Stan said with concern, he hoped with his heart Kyle wasn't homophobic.

"No. No, I completely support him and anyone who is gay," Kyle stated and Stan had a breath of relief. "I think I'll take your suggestion and ask him about it. Learn what's going on." Kyle started to smirk, "Remember in 8th grade when the whole grade thought we were gay?"

"Don't even remind me of those days," Stan said with a groan. Both of them had an extreme fashion phase where everything they owned was skin tight. They tried to mix the look of jock with hipster. It was the worst time in Stan's mind. The amount of homosexual jokes they heard a day was unbelievable.

"I'm pretty sure everyone knew our dick sizes after wearing those pants," Kyle said and they both started laughing.

"You still wear skinny jean though, you loser," Stan pointed out to his friend.

"I don't wear skinny skinny jeans, I wear skinny jeans. There is a difference Stan, geez," Kyle said in his most flamboyant way he could.

"Oh, I am sorry," Stan replied in a mocking voice. Stan normally wore just normal jeans or on lazy days sweatpants. Cartman wore sweatpants and every so often jeans. Kenny wore the skinniest of pants. Sometimes those were even sometimes baggy on him, because he has chicken legs. Thinking of Kenny he remember their conversation yesterday. Making an effort Stan did his best not to mention anything about it to Kyle. He didn't want to pull the gay card right now while Kyle was already upset about his own brother. The boys kept talking about random things going on when it started getting late Kyle decided to head home.

Walking home Kyle was thinking about his younger brother and what to say. He felt as if he was over reacting to this whole thing. It was just out of the blue. Kyle didn't know anyone else who was gay, well, Stan's dog, but still. It never bothered him that people were gay and Kyle thought it was okay. He never counted himself homosexual, but there was a few time where he had considered it. There has been a few people in his life where he thought 'I'd totally date him,' but the thought hasn't happened to lately.

Once he got home, he walked upstairs almost entering his own room not wanting to talk to his brother. Stopping he looked at Ike's closed door knowing that it was something he had to do. He had to make sure Ike was okay. Kyle walked over it and knocked.

"Ike, can we talk?" Kyle asked to the door, "Please, Ike." Kyle could hear the footsteps leading up to the door.

Ike slowly opened it, peering out. "What?"

"Can I come in?"

"I guess…," Ike slowly trailed off as he let his brother in. Ike went back to sitting at his desk that had homework on it. Both were quiet for a few moments until Ike spoke up again, "What do you need, Kyle?"

Kyle was so hurt by the tone in his brother's voice. He just wanted things to be better with him. "Have mom and dad talked to you today?"

Ike frowned knowing how this conversation was going to go, but he answered, "No, well yeah, mom did today. She called me down to eat and asked how my day was. Dad was, of course, quiet the whole time. I don't understand why they keep doing this. I've done nothing wrong, it seems like if I killed someone they would have reacted better."

"I'm glad you didn't kill anyone," Kyle said to his brother with a slight laugh. Ike took nothing from the comment Kyle made so he continued, "It's just tough for them because they are used to a man and woman relationship, I'm sure they will started accepting you soon. Just give them time, it's hard on them too."

"Maybe, but now they know I'm a homosexual and they think I'm worthless. All my friends were okay with it, so I thought my own parents would be, but no. It's unnatural and I'm just out to make their lives suck."

"They don't think you are worthless," Kyle smiled at Ike. "Nobody thinks you are useless now. In fact there is people who think you are great! Just think, would your friend, uh, boyfriend Grant think you are useless? Or everyone else who feels like you do? I bet they are happy that you were able to tell your parents with as much confidence as you did. You are a special kid Ike. They don't feel like you've ruined their life, just think, they picked you out of all those other kids. You were the one they wanted Ike," Kyle spoke looking at his brother the whole time, showing him how much he cared.

Ike didn't say anything in return. His eyes were starting to water up, but he kept the tears in the best he could. "It's just hard when everyone is suddenly judging you now. Just for being who you are," Ike said starting to stand up next to his brother. Next thing he did was pull his older brother into a tight hug. "I'm sorry I've been distant this week, it's been so hard for me. This isn't how I wanted things to go. I didn't think mom and dad would start ignoring me like this."

Kyle hugged his brother back, "I know, you just have to keep your head up. I don't like seeing you sad. I'll try talking to mom and dad again, see if I can finally open their eyes." Both of them stood there for a little while till Kyle pulled apart from his brother.

"I'm glad you are my brother Kyle, you are really great," Ike smiled up at him.

"I'm glad you are my brother too, Ike," Kyle said with kindness and he turned to look at the clock. "You should get some sleep, it's late."

"Whatever, I guess," Ike yawned. "Thanks a lot for this, bro. I needed that."

Kyle smiled back at him, "No problem, man. If you ever need anything I'm here for you." He left his brother's room, slowly walking into his own room. After doing his homework he undressed and getting into his covers. He slowly closed his eyes and feel soundly to sleep.

A few days later Stan arrived at school and was walking in to the building. He saw his friend Kenny and waved him over to walk with him.

"So how was your date with Kyle?" Kenny asked smirking.

"Do you just assume when I hang out with people I'm actually on a date with them?" Stan asked his friend back.

"It wouldn't surprise me, you probably are. Did you guys have sex?"

"I didn't even tell him I was gay, Kenny," Stan said to his friend. "He talked about his brother a lot and I don't know how he'd handle his best friend being gay too. It might throw him overboard."

"Does he not like them? I thought he was supportive to his brother," Kenny spoke with some surprise.

"No, he is. Kyle is just having trouble understanding. I think." Stan looked down at the floor. He felt like he should tell his best friend what been going on, not matter how he will respond to it. Who knows, it might be better for the both of them in the long run. What Stan really worried about was this upcoming Friday he had to go out with Wendy.