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Chapter 11.- Get away from Butters.

The more he read, the angrier he was. That stupid Cartman was going to pay for this. How did he find out? Did Butters really say something?

-Don't worry Kenny, no one is going to believe Cartman's lies-said a confident Stan.

-Yeah, no one can really believe you were with Butters, don't you worry-said Kyle, smiling-And about what we'll do to Cartman, I think Wendy is already working on it-he added.

Kenny had been looking intently to the article, specially the bit in which Cartman said that Butters' innocence was sickening and that he (meaning Kenny) couldn't have gone lower. That made his blood boil in anger. Butters was the cutest, most innocent boy he had ever met. Never, not even for a moment, had he thought that having been with him had been repulsive in any way, on the contrary. Suddenly, he realized how much this could affect Butters.

-I have to warn Butters-he said aloud. To hell with that thing about not caring about what happened, he still wanted to get in his pants and he was going to do it.

-What do you mean, Kenny? What that article says is true?

The boy of the orange parka, who had been distracted, looked at Stan and, making a gesture with his hand, he crumpled the newspaper page and threw it to the floor with disgust.

-The thing about being with Butters is true, about everything else, that son of a bitch Cartman is gonna get it good, he can't talk like that about Butters-he stomped furiously on the piece of paper-I gotta see him-he muttered, leaving his two friends perplexed about that new bit of information while he walked quickly to the infirmary.

Just before he arrived, he was stopped by Token.

-Just where do you think you're going?-he asked.

-I came to see Butters.

-Don't you think you've done more than enough? You did what you wanted; you slept with him, made him the laughingstock of South Park with your friend Cartman as an accomplice. Now, just leave him alone-the aforementioned widened his eyes.

-I didn't do that, the fat ass was the one who planned this, like always.

-Look Kenny, it's not like I dislike you, you know I like you, but I don't think the thing you have with Butters can last any longer than it already has. I suggest you to leave him alone. Clyde is with him in this moment and I know he honestly cares about Butters. I think he could be someone more reliable for him to be with, because with you he can't expect more than a one-night-stand and for you to forget about him. But I'm afraid that, for Butters, the separation wouldn't be so easy, so leave him alone.

The boy frowned angrily. Clyde was with him? Did that mean that brute Clyde was in love with Butters? His Butters? The comment about the one-night-stand and forgetting about him was nothing new to him, but the fact that Clyde wanted Butters for himself simply made his stomach fill with a corrosive substance that didn't let him think straight.

-That's not your business. After all, Butters and I will be the ones who decide what's gonna happen with this. Now, get outta my way-the challenging tone he used made Token stay still when Kenny walked into the infirmary.

-Get away from Butters-he said, with an extremely clear voice for someone who was wearing a hood that covered his lips. He narrowed his eyes with fury when he saw how Clyde's hand was holding the blond boy's, who looked very nervous and was blushing a little-Get your filthy hands off him-he said, getting closer and closer to the bed the boy was sitting in.

Meanwhile, Stan still couldn't believe what just happened.

-Did Kenny admit having spent the night with Butters?-he asked aloud.

-Yes, he did-confirmed Kyle, while he stayed next to him with the same bewildered expression.

-Then Cartman didn't make that up, Butters and Kenny did it at Token's party-said Stan, trying to clear his thought.

-It seems so-answered the boy of the green hat, nodding.

-No, Butters can't be the one who…no, Butters is who…Kenny is, in love with Butters?-Stan widened his eyes with surprise and Kyle did the same.

-It doesn't make sense-started to say Kyle-Wait, it makes much sense. Who else would make Kenny feel that way, ah? It's obvious that someone like Butters could make Kenny feel different. My God, every time that Kenny was in the classroom, he looked at Butters in a very different way, although I think he didn't realize it. I think that the thought of being with Butters didn't even cross his mind because he is…well, he's Butters, too innocent. But once he was drunk, his inhibitions lowered; not that Kenny has many inhibitions, but it's said that alcohol brings up the deepest and most secret desires of the subconscious and that must be the way it happened.

Stan started to nod, as if the pieces started to fit in. What Kyle was saying made much sense.

-Yeah, Kenny must feel different with him, he wouldn't worry in the way he's doing about someone else. Did he already notice?-Kyle shook his head.

-I don't think so; after all, when we tried to tell him, he fell to the floor and died of shock.

-Well, we'll have to wait to see how he is going to manage this now that Cartman put them in the eye of the hurricane-Stan concluded.

That was true, thought Kyle, all they had to do was wait to see what happened.

Meanwhile, Butters was very nervous. Just a few moments before Kenny walked into the infirmary, Clyde had taken his hand and said.

-Butters, for a long time I've wanted to tell you that, actually, well, you know we've been very good friends for a long time, right?-the boy nodded-I've always felt something for you-the brown-haired boy continued.

-Me too, I like you very much, you're one of my best friends-Butters told him with innocence. Clyde blushed.

-Yes, you're one of my best friends too, but I…-and then, Kenny arrived.

-Get away from Butters-he said, just as he stepped in-Get your filthy hands off him.

The instant Butters saw Kenny, his cheeks got a rosy tint. He felt something so intense for him, something he couldn't interpret nor describe. It was just the fact that he was there, so close, what made him feel incredible. He felt how Clyde got his hand off his and he saw him stand up the chair he was sitting in.

-Look Kenny, its better that you leave-said Clyde, looking intently into his eyes.

-Who gave you the right to decide if I leave or not? I think the one who has to decide is Butters-said the angry boy.

-Why don't you leave? You got what you wanted from him, so, what do you want to do here?

-What the fuck do you care? And how do you know what I want from him?

-Let's not fool ourselves, Kenny. You wanted him for a quick lay, if that's not it, then for what? Tell me-said Clyde, taking a step forward. Kenny felt as if someone was squeezing his throat and prevented the words from coming out of his mouth.

-I…I…I…-that was the only thing he managed to say.

Meanwhile, Butters was looking at them worriedly, rubbing his knuckles against each other.

-Are you…fighting?-he asked nervously while looking at them.

Both boys turned to look at him, as if they didn't remember that Butters had been there, hearing them fighting all along. The first one to react was Clyde who, getting closer to him, said quietly.

-Don't worry Butters, I think Kenny understood what I meant-he said, and then looked at Kenny, who felt as if fire flames were coming out of his eyes. If looks could kill, Clyde would be 100 meters (328.08 feet) under right then.

-I…Kenny…-Butters started to say. Clyde looked at him significantly.

-Butters, do you remember what we talked about yesterday?-he asked. Butters looked at him, then at Kenny, and at Clyde again.

-I…want to be with Kenny-he said with his cheeks blushing slightly and looking down. The boy in orange felt his chest grow and a smile appeared in his face. Clyde looked at him with fury and turned to Butters again.

-OK, whatever you want Butters. Only remember what we told you and remember that, no matter what happens, you can count on me with anything. I'll always be at your side-he said, smiling at him while holding one of his hands.

The blonde boy nodded, smiling, while Kenny coughed loudly to break the mood. Clyde shot him a dirty look while walking out of the room. Kenny looked at Butters, who was once again rubbing his knuckles nervously. The orange-clad boy couldn't help but smile. That boy was too cute for anyone to resist. He walked to the bed where he was and, taking off his hood and grabbing his chin, he kissed him tenderly on the lips. When they broke off, Butters sighed.

-You scared me when you fainted before-Kenny told him. Butters looked at him, nervous.

-I, I felt bad, I remembered what my friends told me and I couldn't…-Kenny caressed his cheek

-Don't worry about that, I'm here.

The boy smiled at him and Kenny felt his heart jump. Then, he remembered what he had come to tell him and he felt his heart sink to his stomach.

-I have to tell you something-he started saying-Cartman. You know what a jackass that dick-face is and he wrote something about you and me and what happened at Token's party.

Butters turned completely red when he remembered what happened between them at Token's party and then he got very nervous.

-Where did he write it?-the boy asked, worried.

-In newspaper pages and he's distributing them all around the school-the orange-clad boy answered.

-Then, every…everybody knows wha…what happened?

Kenny nodded and Butters, not being able to restrain himself, fainted again.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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