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Chapter 14.- Plans and separation.

-So Clyde, is in love with Butters?-Stan wondered aloud for the ninth time, while Kyle frowned.

-God! It's like everyone is going crazy for Butters. I mean, it's Butters-Stan looked at him, arching an eyebrow.

-And what's wrong with someone liking Butters? After all, he's a handsome boy and he's so cute that no one can help but feel affection for him-Kyle looked at him with widened eyes.

-No, not you Stan. Now you're gonna tell me you like Butters? But I thought you were 100 heterosexual.

-I'm not saying that Kyle, but what's wrong with falling in love with someone like Butters? He's a smart, cute guy. And what do you mean with 100 heterosexual? Are you telling me that you see me as a chauvinist or someone who doesn't accept differences? You, more than anyone, should know how much we have worked so that kind of stereotypes are eliminated and everyone can be free to choose what's better for them. I can't believe it, Kyle-the boy, shaking his head in denial and with a disappointed expression walked away, leaving a very confused Kyle.

-Then, you like Butters, don't you?-was the only thing he could say, in a sad whisper.

Meanwhile, in a broom closet, two boys were involved in more heated arguments.

-I can't…I can't keep doing this-Kenny had whispered against the ear of the boy that he had imprisoned between his arms; while, with his tongue, he caressed the boy's earlobe, savoring it.

-Mmm what…what do you mean?-said the boy between pants, while he felt Kenny's hands roaming in his body.

-I need…I have to have you now!-said the boy with a husky voice, while he started to kissed his neck, sucking in the exact place where Butters' pulse beat hurriedly.

-N…Now?!-whispered the boy with a broken voice.

-Oh God, yes!-answered the boy while he started to slide one of his hands to the edge of the blonde boy's pants, ready to take them off. The hand of Butters stopped him.

-No, Kenny, not here-said the boy.

In that moment, his senses were too clouded to think about rejecting him completely. The boy of the orange parka sighed deeply, putting his hand in Butters' waist, trying to suppress the tremor of arousal that filled him up.

-Then, when?-he finally asked.

-I…this afternoon-nervous, Butters answered, not even thinking about it.

-Where?-Kenny asked, showering kisses in his neck.

-My parents aren't going to be at home today, so…-he started to say, then he covered his mouth with his hand.

He shouldn't have said that, he wasn't supposed to tell anyone that his parents weren't in town. But he it had slipped, feeling that warmth coming from Kenny's body and, even after all the things that happened, he felt so comfortable next to him that he couldn't help it. Even if he couldn't see it, he knew that the orange-clad boy was smiling when he said.

-All right Butters. Tonight, you'll be completely mine-the blonde felt himself shudder from head to toe.

Kenny kissed him again, their lips grazing tenderly. The softness of the kiss was very refreshing. It seemed like, even after all the things said and the knowledge of what awaited for them that afternoon, they still couldn't separate. In that moment they needed to feel each other, bit if they didn't want to end up doing it in the broom closet, they would just have to conform with those soft kisses. Butters' hands went up until they were in Kenny's neck and, instinctively, started to caress his hair, while answering to that heart-melting kiss. Kenny's hands were in his waist, caressing slightly with his thumbs. Their lips felt each other and caressed. Kenny's tongue decided to explore and discover the taste of Butters' lower lip, who felt trapped while he felt that delightful suction. He felt his toes curling inside his shoes. Kenny pressed him against him, his hands sliding around his waist. His tongue took advantage of the moan that escaped from Butters' lips and slipped into the cute boy's mouth, who just let him do as he pleased. That kiss, which was turning more intense than at the beginning, had to be interrupted because of the school bell.

-Lunch is over?-asked Butters with a pant, while slightly withdrawing from the orange-clad boy.

-It seems so.

-And I didn't go with Clyde to eat-muttered the boy.

-I'm glad-answered Kenny with a hoarse voice.

-Why do you say that?

-I…don't want to see you with that idiot.

-But Clyde is my friend-Kenny sighed deeply.

-Butters…Oh Butters. Only be careful with him. I don't want anyone but me to touch you-he said and, trying to emphasize his words, one of his fingers traveled softly by his jaw-OK?-He asked.

Before he could answer he kissed his mouth passionately, taking away any trace of breath that he still had. After fixing his hood the usual way, he took his hand and helped him to exit the room. When they were out, he guided him through the hallway to their classroom, to where they arrived just after the teacher walked in. Everyone was sitting in their desks and looked at them, surprised. Butters was blushing, with his clothes messed up and his lips slightly swollen, which made Clyde frown and furiously fist his hand under his desk. The teacher urged them to sit down, which both of them did hurriedly. Cartman had returned to the classroom and looked at Kenny with a little annoyance, ready to tell him three things as soon as he sat down. Wendy was worried by seeing this, while Stan and Kyle didn't even shared glances with one another. Some things had changed that day and the thought that everyone shared was that they wanted everything to go back to normal.

-Gah! Oh God! The tension!-was heard at the back of the classroom.

Kenny was smiling under his parka. Soon, he would accomplish his goal. Butters was in his hands, he was just about to do it again with him and that had him at full. Besides, not only he had kept him away from Clyde during lunch, but he had eliminated any worry that he could have had because of what that stupid Cartman had done. God! Why did Butters have to be so very pretty? He wondered again while seeing him, blushed, trying to fix his shirt that he, had finally noticed, was outside his pants. Kenny felt like laughing. He felt so happy that he didn't know what to do. Just knowing that that blonde would be in his arms that afternoon made him feel weak on the knees and with his stomach full of butterflies, as well as it brought him warmth and tingles to his cheeks. What he meant was that, if he hadn't had his hood on, he would be completely red of pure happiness. He was so deep in his thoughts of the blonde that he didn't notice that two of his best fiends were acting very weird.

"What the hell is wrong with Stan?" wondered Kyle "Why did he get like that? Could it be that he's in love with Butters?" the redhead looked at the aforementioned, frowning.

At some point, he had always gotten along with Butters. He was a good guy, a little dull, but a good guy anyway. But now he was looking at him from a different view.

"What can Stan see in him that is so interesting?" He couldn't understand how his best friend could be interested in him, of all the people that were in school.

Anyway, what did it matter to him that Stan was interested in him or any other person? Certainly, he hadn't cared when Kenny had been interested in him. Why would Stan have to be different? But there was something in his heart that felt hurt. After all, he had always thought that if one day, Stan was interested in someone of his same gender, that would have to be him. Please, it was more than obvious, even Cartman said so. Which wasn't a good defense basis, but anyway, how could Stan be interested in Butters and not in him? They were Super Best Friends, they had always been. They were friends to the point that, lately, they had started to hold hands a little in parties and others, even at Token's party they had went out to the courtyard and had been just about to kiss.

It wasn't that Kyle had asked him to or anything, he just felt that and if something had happened, he was sure that he wouldn't have stopped him. It wasn't that he enjoyed that kind of things, that thing about kissing with guys wasn't his style, but being Stan…things changed. There was simply something special in him, something that made him want to stay with him all the time and not worry about anything else. And if in any moment they happened to be too close, it really didn't matter. Like the nights when one went to sleep at the other's house. They always slept in the same bed, since they were children and, even if there had been a long time since then, that hadn't changed. They slept next to the other and, strangely, they always woke up in the other's arms. They didn't know how that had happened, but it didn't bother them, it simply felt comfortable.

And now, Stan was in love with Butters? That didn't make sense. There must be some explanation for that, because if that was true…Kyle felt a knot in his throat. And now Stan didn't speak to him and that made him feel much worse. He lowered his gaze to his work and tried to wipe a tear that threatened to spill from the corner of his eye. That shouldn't bother him so much.

-Goddammit!-he whispered and tried to focus on his work.

Next to him, Stan was stiff. He hated to fight with Kyle, but in some way, what he had said had hurt him. He felt that, both him and Kyle, had an open mind about the freedom the people had to decide what they wanted to do. And the fact that he had told him that he was 100 heterosexual, as if he despised homosexual people, he didn't know why, had made him touchy, as if he had offended him. After all, he…well, Kyle and him…It was true that many people thought of them as homosexuals ad that they had always defended themselves about that and that they had never gotten to do anything more than little brushes of their hands, and they had almost kissed at Token's party but, that aside…

Stan blushed slightly. OK, he had to admit it, he had had some thoughts about the redhead that weren't innocent at all and yes, he had a strong desire to kiss him and do some other things to him. He shook his head. Maybe he had been infected by Kenny and was more perverted than he thought. But anyway, the fact that he imagined Kyle naked while he jerked off in his bathroom didn't mean that he was gay, absolutely, it was only…

Kyle was special, he had always been. He wanted to be with him all the time in the world and since some time ago, he wanted something more than spend time together, he wanted to feel him. Nevertheless, the comment he had made…He sighed. That meant that Kyle didn't think about him at all, maybe not in the same way than him, and that destroyed his innards and broke his hopes to pieces. Not that he thought that some day, Kyle would want to do those things with him, but…

The boy took off his hat and furiously messed up his hair. He didn't have to deceive himself. Yes, he wanted him to be next to him. He wanted him for himself and every time that he was with him and he couldn't touch him was torture. Tat was why, every more time, he used ridiculous excuses so he could feel him, touch his hands, grab his hair, caress his cheek, any kind of physical contact was OK. Even those little competitions where they had to tickle each other, everything was good and now…He couldn't even talk to him. He had to be able to talk to him again, but he couldn't because now, every time he saw hi he felt a knot in his throat that didn't let him say anything. He just had to get used to the idea that Kyle wouldn't ever love him as he loved him, he just wanted to be his friend or Super Best Friend, as they had decided many years ago, and that should be enough for him…

TO BE CONTINUED…

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