Chapter six

"Kyle, wake up!"

Kyle blinked his eyes open, Immediately picking up on the sensation that Cartman was giving him light kisses on his neck, while simultaneously stroking his abdomen with his fingertips, effectively tickling him.

"Stop!" Kyle wailed desperately, in between laughs, and frantically pushing the larger boy off of him.

Cartman pulled his hands away. "Sorry."

Kyle wrapped his arms around the husky boy. "Let's go back to sleep."

Kyle almost fell asleep again when he heard his door open, along with a familiar voice.

"Kyle? Are you still asleep?"

Kyle lifted his head up. "Butters?" Kyle sat up.

Butters smiled. "Hey, we gonna go hang out again today?"

Kyle scratched his head. "Uh…"

Cartman sat up as well, an annoyed look on his face.

"Butters, fuck off."

Butters looked at the two confused. "Why are you two sleeping in the same bed together?"

"Huh?"

Kyle looked over at the brunette. "Um…"

"Butters, watch." Cartman said, and scooted closer to Kyle. He then placed his hands behind Kyle's neck, and kissed him right on the mouth for a good few seconds before pulling away. Kyle nervously looked over at the blonde, who had a look of horror on his face.

Butters then proceeded to scream and then run out of the room.

"Dude, Cartman, what the hell?!" Kyle asked angrily, hitting him the shoulder. "Why would you do that?"

Cartman chuckled. "Who cares. It's just Butters."

Kyle hit with his pillow. "I do!"

Angry, Kyle got out of bed. "I'm gonna take a shower." He slammed the door behind him.

After his morning routine of showering, brushing, and changing into clean clothes, Kyle met up with the rest of his friends in the cafeteria. However, the table was filled in such a way, that the only place for him to sit was beside Cartman, so he did, making a point to ignore him. That is, until he felt Cartman place his hand over his own. At first he thought it was a mistake, until he realized he wasn't moving it away.

"...So Kyle, what do you think?"

"Huh?"

"We were all gonna go to the park and protest again today, you in?"

Cartman rolled his eyes, "You gotta be kidding me..."

"Sure, I'll come."

By that afternoon, Kenny and Butters were sitting in a circle with the other protesters, chatting, flower crowns on their heads. Stan had left the park earlier with Wendy to walk around the city together.

Cartman on the other hand… Kyle had no idea where he was. By the evening, Kyle decided he'd look for him on his own.

"Cartman?" Kyle walked around yet another bend, leading to the same result. He was nowhere to be seen. Kyle sighed, but kept looking.

Suddenly, a pair of arms grabbed him from behind.

"Eeep! Let me go!"

"Kyle, relax, it's me."*********

Kyle turned around. "Cartman! Where have you been?"

Cartman let go of the smaller boy. "Here and there."

"Whatever."

Cartman gave Kyle an odd look. "Did you miss curfew? It's 6 o'clock you know."

Kyle paled. "Shit! I completely forgot!"

"Relax, I didn't show up either."

"...What's going to happen to us?"

"Who cares." Cartman said. "Besides, we might as well stay out now."

"I guess."

Cartman smiled. "Actually, can I take you somewhere?"

"Where?"

"You'll see."

Kyle followed Cartman halfway across the city to the mysterious place. He didn't say anything when he felt Cartman grab his hand halfway there.

They arrived at what looked to be an indoor park. It was different than the other one he had been to before.

After stepping thru automatic doors Cartman said "you can take your helmet off in here." So they both did.

After finding the perfect spot, They laid down on the grass. "Why did you want to come here?" Kyle asked.

"Just watch the sky." Cartman said.

He did so, and after an hour, he was completely mesmerized by the stars. And then he saw it. A giant red flash. Kyle shot up.

"What was that?"

"A firework."

Another second went by before three more flashes lit up the sky.

"Tonight is a festival." Cartman explained.

Kyle layed back down, and the two boys enjoyed the show. Kyle suddenly felt a chill go down his spine. Like he just realized just how close Cartman and him were sitting. He felt his heartbeat speed up a little bit. He almost jumped when he heard Cartman's voice.

"Kyle?"

Cartman sat up, and leaned over Kyle, looking in his eyes. He stroked his cheek with his hand, and Kyle placed his hand on top of his.

"Let's go back now."

Exhausted, the two walked all the way back to their assigned building, and snuck into Kyle's room. Too tired to do much else, the two crawled into Kyle's bed not bothering to change clothes, and fell asleep together.**********

The next day, when Kyle woke up, his room was filled with aliens. They were pacing around, and doing random chores. But, as he continued to stare, they all looked at him, their eye's dark pits. Kyle tried to scream, but couldn't. They all began to walk closer to him, but he couldn't move. It felt like there was something on top of his chest to. He was gasping for air, but felt light headed, like he were about to faint. Desperately, he tried to move. He could move his fingers. Then his arm. Then his chest. He shot up, gasping for air, his body sweaty. He was awake. It was just a dream.

He looked around. It was still dark, but he was undoubtedly still in the same strange room he had woken up in three days ago. Cartman was awake to, staring at him.

"Kyle, are you okay?"

Kyle panted, trying to refuel his body with oxygen. "I had a nightmare." he said.

"Oh." Cartman said. "Yeah, I thought… well you suddenly stopped breathing, so I shook you awake."

Kyle felt slightly embarrassed by this.

"What time is it?" he asked.

"Six a.m. We might as well get up now." Cartman pulled the covers off of himself. "I'm gonna go take a shower."

The two ended up in the cafeteria. There were only a few others there. Eventually, there other friends showed up, and they chatted.

Seemingly randomly, a whistle was blown, and they were all asked to line up in the hall for a morning protocol.

The same man in tan uniform passed out devices to them all. "These are all pagers. You can use them to communicate with each other, or press the emergency button if you're in trouble. You're all only getting one, so don't loose it. They also have an alarm function, to ensure that none of you are late for protocol in the evenings." The man gave Cartman and Kyle a dirty look.

"So… Their like cell phones?" Craig asked.

"What? No. Their pagers."

"I'm pretty sure-"

"Look, It doesn't matter what them, just don't loose them. That is all."

Everyone dispersed, and Cartman said to Kyle, "Dude this is sweet!"

"It is?" Kyle asked.

"Yeah, hey I got an Idea. We'll explore the city separately, y'know cover more ground, and use these to stay in touch. And we'll get the others to do it as well."

"Huh, I guess."

Cartman managed to get Stan, Kenny, Craig, Clyde, Butters and Tweek all in on his idea.

"Okay, everyone separate." Cartman said once they were all outside, and they all did.

"Kyle, wait!" Kyle turned around. Butters was running up to him. "C-can we walk together? I don't want to have to walk around alone. I have a pretty bad sense of direction."

"Sure." Kyle said.

As they walked, Kyle noticed Butters giving him the occasional odd look.

Finally, Butters asked, "H-hey Kyle, can I ask you s-something?"

"What?"

"Do… Do you and Cartman always do that?" Butters rubbed his knuckles together nervously. "K-kiss I mean."

Kyle sighed. "Butters, Cartman only did that because he was pulling a prank on you."

"O-oh." Butters replied.

They walked in silence for a moment before Kyle added, "But… yeah we do."

Butters stared him. "Really?Why?"

"We just do."

"What's it like? I've only kissed girls before… well a girl… and I had to pay her for it…"

"I don't know. Normal I guess."

"D-does it feel good?"

"I guess."

"Can I try?"

Kyle gave Butters a strange look.

"Well, uh, I'm j-just kinda curious is all…" Butters said.

Kyle considered it. "Yeah, okay. Just close your eyes."

"Uh, right…" Butters shut his eyes.

Kyle thought over whether or not this was a mistake one more time, before lightly kissing the boy.

Kyle stepped back, and Butters opened his eyes. "that's it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, it really wasn't that different from kissing a girl…" Butters said.

"Just forget it, okay? Let's just keep moving."

The two boys continued walking thru the city, But stopped in front of a large building.

"Hey, Kyle, look at that! It looks like a movie theatre!"

As the two stepped closer, Kyle agreed that it did in fact look like one. "Pretty cool right?"

The two stepped inside, and asked the alien behind the desk. "Movie theater? ...Oh, you must have those back on earth. Yeah this is. Although here we call them movie palaces."

"Do you hear that, Kyle? We could watch a movie!"

"I don't know, let me first tell Cartman." Kyle opened his pager, and selected Cartman's number.

"Cartman? You there?"

"This is Commander in chief, over. Who wishes to speak?"

Kyle rolled his eyes. "It's Kyle. Me and Butters found a movie theater. Butters wants to stay and watch a movie."

"A movie theater? Thats pretty sweet… Where is it?"

Kyle described the location best he could. "I see… Well, tell Butters he can't, you two need to keep moving."

Butters frowned, and said "Oh, darnit."

"Yeah, sorry, but it's bad enough you two are together, can't cover as much ground. Can't have the both of you two give out on me completely now. Don't dissapoint me, Broflovski. Commander in chief, over and out."

Butters kicked a can as they walked. "Aw man, It's too bad we couldn't stay for a movie. Walking around is pretty boring…"

"Yeah, but Cartman has a point. We need to find out more about this planet."

"I guess." Butters replied, glumly.

The two explored more, checking in with the others every so often, until they all agreed to meet at a restaurant.

All eight sat together at two joined tables, eating and discussing what they had seen and found.

"Alright everyone, we covered a lot of ground this morning. Let's see that we cover a little more." Cartman said.

"Who put you in charge?" Clyde asked.

Cartman gave Clyde a dirty look. "It was my idea, so of course I'm in charge."

After a few more hours of looking about, Everyone made it back to what now everyone was referring to as 'base' at five sharp. After dismissal, everyone went to the cafeteria.

Afterward, Kyle decided to immediately go to his room for bed. The walking had worn him out.

As he laid in his bed, Kyle wondered if he could get into Cartman's room as easily as it seemed Cartman could get into his.

Stepping up to the door in between their rooms for the first time, Kyle stood and waited for them to open. When they didn't, he looked around, and found a button. He pressed it, and the doors opened.

Kyle stepped inside, but the room was dark. No way Cartman was already asleep? Kyle clapped twice, and the room lit up. Cartman was… nowhere in the room. Where could he possibly be?

Kyle had checked everywhere in the building, but no one had seen Cartman or knew where he was. 'He must have snuck out.' Kyle thought to himself, slipping his helmet on. 'I'll just have to find him myself.'

Kyle looked around the entire city. It got later and later, but still no sign of his heavier friend. Kyle walked farther than he ever had, not recognising any of the buildings.

But then he saw it. A door to a large building swung open, and there he was.

"Cartman!" Kyle called.

Cartman looked at Kyle, surprised. "Kyle?"

Kyle ran up to the boy. "Dude, why are you here? Were an hour away from base, and its super late!"

Cartman shuffled his feet nervously. "Nothing much."

"Nothing much? Seriously?" Kyle grabbed Cartman's hand and began dragging back in the direction of home, "Let's just head back now."

As they walked, Cartman kept fidgeting his hand, until it was positioned so that they could interlace fingers.

"Kyle did you… find me because you couldn't sleep?"

Kyle felt his face go red. "Maybe.. I don't know…"

After the long walk home, both removed their helmets, and changed for the night.

With few words exchanged, both agreed to sleep in Kyle's bed, and crawled in together.

And, happily wrapped in eachothers arms, They fell asleep.********

He felt like… he was under water. Only different. It was to thick. It felt to solid to be water. There was to much pressure. He couldn't breathe...

Kyle gasped for air, taking in sharp breaths, almost completely unaware of the boy beside him.

"Kyle, are you alright?"

Kyle stared at the boy, realizing he was drenched in a cold sweat. He pushed Cartman's hand away. "I'm fine. What happened?"

"You stopped breathing again!" Cartman tugged at his own hair. "Ugh, that's it! I'm gonna get you help!"

"Help? Whaddya mean?"

Kyle soon found out after breakfast when Cartman dragged him to the door of a psychologist's office.

"Um, Cartman? I don't think this is necessary…"

"Relax Kyle, It's fine. Just tell the psychologist what's wrong and then we'll be on our way." Cartman said pushing him thru the door.

"Um, hello?" Kyle said to the large blob shaped green alien, who was sitting in a chair.

"Please, sit down." The alien offered, "My names , and your..?"

"Kyle." Kyle replied, sitting down. "My friend sent me."

"Ah I see. So what seems to be the problem?"

"I'm not really sure. I just keep having these weird dreams. I can't breathe, but then I wake up gasping."

The alien wrote something down. "...I see. I think I know what the problem might be."

"You do?"

"Kyle, is there anything troubling you right now? Any insecurities, fears, that sort of thing?"

Kyle thought about it. "I don't think so…"

"Well, seeing as I have other patients today, I'm gonna leave you with this: Try to find out what's bothering you the most, and then rectify it. From what I can tell, these dreams are a symptom of distress. Remove the distress from your life, and your nightly predicament should be gone as well."

Kyle stood up. "Thanks." Kyle left the room.

"Well? How was it?" Cartman asked.

"It was okay."

The two stepped out of the way, as Clyde was led by two of his friends in thru the doorway. "I wanna go home." He whined, as he was crying.

The two looked down the hallway to see half their class lined up. "Wow, I guess we weren't the only ones who thought to come here."

Agreeing to spend the rest of the day relaxing, The two walked down the sidewalk together. Kyle had his hands in his pockets, thinking about what the therapist had said.

"We should do something fun, to help you feel better." Cartman said.

"I'm fine. I really do feel okay."

Just then, Cartman's pager went off, and he said, "Hello?" He then stepped off to the side so Kyle couldn't hear.

"Hey, Kyle." Butters said, walking up to him.

"Hey Butters."

Cartman returned. "Sorry Kyle, I have... somewhere I need to go." Cartman looked at Butters. "I'll leave you with Butters. See you later."

Cartman left before Kyle could ask where he had to be. "Butters, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, uh, actually Stan wanted me to find you. Were all protesting at the park again today, and we thought you could join us."

Kyle agreed, and the two walked to the park. "Kyle, I knew you'd come!" Stan said excitedly running up to his friend when he got there. Stan offered him a flower crown, and took his hand, dragging him with him. "Come, sit in our circle with us."

Spending the rest of the day relaxing and doing basically nothing in a park gave Kyle time to think. But all he could think about was what Cartman was up to.*******

Kyle ended up not seeing Cartman until it was dinner time. The two sat across from each other.

"Sorry I couldn't hang out with you even after I said I would." Cartman apologized.

"It's fine. But where the hell were you?"

"Just… taking care of some business."

"Doing what?"

"Look, don't worry about it Kyle." Cartman said. "But, more importantly, do you feel better after seeing the psychologist?"

"I guess."

When the two later went to Kyle's room.

"Kyle I think I know just what will make you feel better," Cartman said smiling, and grabbed Kyle by the arm and began leading him out the door.

"Alright, alright." Kyle replied, "But where are we going?"

"It's a surprise."

As the two walked, Kyle began to recognize the area. "Wait, are we going to the movie theatre?"

"I thought watching a movie would cheer you up."

When they stepped inside, they both only got soda's and popcorn, before picking a movie and then sitting down.

The entire room went completely dark, and then the movie began to play.

Twenty minutes in, the two were really enjoying the film, it being nothing like anything they had ever seen on earth.

When they got back, they both were again in Kyle's room again. At first they excitedly discussed the movie they had watched, which lead to Cartman asking Kyle if he would like a back massage, to which he said yes.

Kyle sat on his bed, and Cartman was behind him, rubbing his back. He leaned back into Cartman's touch, welcoming the feeling. It felt nice.

"Want me to make you feel even better?" Cartman asked.

"Mmm." Kyle hummed in agreement.

Silently crawling off of the bed, Cartman kneeled on the floor in between Kyle's legs, and stroked his inner thighs.

"Take off your coveralls."

Kyle unzipped them, and rolled them down a little, along with his underwear. Cartman dipped down, and put most of it in his mouth, and began sucking gently.

"Ah… hah…." Kyle moaned.

As Cartman continued, it began to feel better and better to Kyle. "Ah! ...ah… Cartman, that feels… so good… ah..." Kyle could feel his face go red from embarrassment.

As Cartman sped up a bit, Kyle began to feel very heavenly, but also felt very close, and did his best to warn the other boy.

"Ah.. I'm gonna…" Was all Kyle managed to say before feeling a familiar feeling of release.

Cartman pulled away, wiping his mouth. His face was also a bit red.

Kyle shimmied his boxers back on, and re zipped his coveralls. "You want me to do you now?" Kyle asked.

Cartman looked a bit timid and embarrassed. "You don't mind…?"
"No, It's fine, just take your clothes off."

Carefully, Cartman did. "Here, I'll do it on the bed." Both crawled onto the bed, and Cartman sat against the headboard.

Kyle positioned himself in between Cartman's legs, and dipped his head down, putting his hand around the base, and licking the tip, eliciting a slight whimper from Cartman before putting the whole thing in his mouth.

As Kyle sped up his pace, Cartman began to moan, feeling better and better. "Ah.. ah… Kyle, you're the best… ah!" Cartman could feel his entire face heat up by now.

Kyle sped up his pace, making Cartman begin to feel like he was on cloud nine, but also very close. "Ah! Kyle, I'm gonna…" He said, before Kyle felt him come in his mouth, and pulled away, grimacing from the bitter taste. He walked over to the bathroom, and spat it out in the sink.

At first, Cartman was worried he was mad, until Kyle came back, crawled back onto the bed, and began deeply kissing him.

Both embarrassed, but still feeling very hot and bothered, Cartman kissed back just as feverishly. Kyle had wrapped his arms around Cartman's body, pressing there bodys close together, which Cartman didn't mind at all.

The two separated for a moment, to catch their breaths, and Kyle wondered for a moment what Cartman's reaction would be to him kissing his neck the way Cartman had to him before, and decided to test it out.

Kyle leaned down, and began kissing his neck, causing Cartman to moan from the feeling. Looks like Cartman was even more sensitive than him.

They kissed a bit more, before Kyle got tired, and settled into Cartman's arms. After a few minutes, Kyle moved away.

"We better get ready for bed."

"Yeah." Cartman replied, scooting off the bed. Both brushed their teeth and changed their clothing.

Cartman stepped back into Kyle's room. "Hey Kyle?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I sleep with you?" He asked, as if it weren't already obvious that Kyle wanted him to.

Kyle smiled, and pulled the covers aside. "Sure."

Cartman crawled into the bed under the blankets, and the two cuddled up to each other.***********

The next morning, Kyle woke up first, stretching his arms. He looked over at the sleeping boy beside him.

He leaned closer. "Cartman? You awake?" Kyle place a hand on his cheek and lightly kissed the sleeping boy. When he did it a second time, Cartman grabbed him, and flipped him over so he was on top of him, surprising Kyle.

He leaned down, and kissed back, and the two began kissing deeply, not holding back their moaning as they did so. After a moment, Cartman pulled back, and looked down into Kyle's eyes. "Good morning."

"Good morning."

Cartman leaned back down, and the two began kissing again, more roughly this time, letting their hands roam each others bodys.

"Ah… Cartman…" Kyle moaned in between a kiss. He then caught Cartman's eye, and paused. "Hey Cartman? There's something I need to tell you."

Kyle was worried what Cartman's reaction would be, but knew he had to tell him. Impatiently, Cartman began kissing Kyle's neck, eliciting a satisfying moan from the boy beneath him. "What is it?"

"...I kissed Butters."

Cartman pulled away. "You what?!"

"Look, It wasn't anything major, just a peck on the lips… but I felt like I had to tell you."

"That son of a bitch!" Cartman snarled.

"It was nothing, okay? It was my fault to, so promise you won't hurt him?"

Cartman rolled his eyes. "Fine, I promise."

Later that morning, Cartman walked into the Cafeteria. He walked over to where Butters was sitting. "Butters come here."

"Huh? Oh hey Eric-" Butters said, getting up, but was silenced when Cartman kneed him in the gut. "Ugh…" He groaned before falling to the ground.

Stan immediately jumped up from his seat, "What the hell, Cartman?! Why would you do that?"

Cartman spat on the blonde, who was crumpled on the floor. "Bastard deserved it."*******