Hey everyone! I decided that this is the last chapter. But don’t worry, it’s worth it. Once this story is done, I’m gonna start working on my Madagascar story. And once that is done, I’m gonna take a story break. After a while, I’m gonna start on another InuYasha story, then I will choose the next South Park story that got the most votes from my profile. Ok? I hope none of are dissapointed. There are much more stories to come. Ok, enjoy!

Chapter 15: I care about you

Kyle moaned as he opened his eyes. “Huh?” He realized he was in his bed, in his own room. Was I dreaming?

“Kyle.”

Kyle gasped when he saw Stan come in his room. He walked up to him. “How are you feeling?”

“What are you doing here? What’s going on? How did I get here?”

“I went to find you, dude. You scared me. Don’t ever run away again.”

Kyle was shocked. “You knew I ran away?”

Stan turned around and walked up a bit. “It was obvious Kyle. And...I know it was my fault. I sent you away.” He turned back around.

“Stan...it wasn’t you.”

Stan grew confused and walked back up to Kyle.

“It was...well...me. There is no point in me living here.”

“Why?”

“Because....I’m Jewish.”

Stan couldn’t believe what he was saying. “What, you’re listening to Cartman now?”

“Well...yeah actually.”

“Dude don’t let that fatlard get to you.”

“But he’s right, Stan. I”m Jewish, and I’m going to hell.”

Stan was shocked. “Kyle, you’re not going to hell.”

“Yes I am. And...even when you go to heaven....I won’t be able to see you again. Because I’ll be in hell.”

Stan could almost see tears in Kyle’s eyes. He went over and sat on the bed. “Kyle, we’re always going to be friends. Forever.”

“But I’m done, Stan. I have no life after this. Once I die...I’m going to hell.”

“Don’t say that, Kyle.”

“It’s true, Stan. No one, not even you can be there for me.”

Stan could now see fear in Kyle’s eyes, which made Stan grow very sad. “Kyle...I will always be there for you.”

“You weren’t before. You were with Wendy.”

“I was just mad, Kyle. I’m really sorry for it.”

“There’s nothing you can do.”

There was a minute of silence when Stan finally spoke. “Kyle...don’t you remember that song you wrote?”

Kyle said nothing.

“Remember?” Stan began to sing very softly: “Life is full of mysteries.....things we need to know....we need to discover..what’s beyond the glove.”

Kyle started to listen as Stan went on.

“But you know I can’t do it alone....it’s a task we do together...and when things seem really tough...I have you by my side.”

Kyle sighed.

“Work with me...help me out...to discover what we don’t know...it may be sad of what we find....but at least I have you to comfort me.”

Kyle really started to listen now.

“I tried and tried to work so hard on finding out...what the world is really made of but..it doesn’t work out....”

Kyle smiled and started to sing with Stan. “You know I really need you..I need that help...To find out why we’re really here...and who we are....”

“You see Kyle,” Stan spoke, not singing anymore, “you made that song because you’re a great writer, and because you’re the most optimistic person I know. You think of the positives. I don’t see that in you anymore.”

Kyle sighed.

“You don’t have to worry, Kyle. Because some how I know things will work out.”

“How do you know?”

“I just do. I’ll be with you, though. I’ll help you.”

Kyle smiled while crying. “Thanks Stan.” He and his best friend hugged. “I’m so sorry for the way I acted.”

“It’s ok. I promise I won’t ever leave you out again.”

“Kyle?” Sheila came in with Gerald. “Kyle, are you alright bubby?”

“Yes mom,” Kyle answered, I’m fine.

“I wanna know why you ran away like that.”

Kyle looked at Stan then back at his mom. “I...have no idea why I ran away, mom. I think I’m ok now.”

“What about your grades?” Gerald asked.

“I...I’ve been having a hard couple of weeks. But...I know things are going to be ok. I do know. I promise I’ll...I’ll get better grades.”

“You better. Because you are grounded for two whole weeks. One, for your grades. And two...for running away.”

“Aw...come on!”

The End

Stan Marsh and Kyle Broflovski are super best friends forever (SBFF). They’re friendship is very deep, and very brotherly. They care about each a lot, but it’s just because they love each other in a brotherly way.

They would cry if the other dies or gets horribly injured. Some people thinks its gay. But sometimes straight people do act gayish. It doesn’t mean it’s true, though.

Stan and Kyle are very special friends, nothing more than that.

A note, to all of you slash style writers and fans.