The Kyle Game

Chapter 6| The Kiss

Stan's POV

"Umm, can we untie him?" I asked, looking at Kyle struggle in his bondage. "No! You'll try and steel our precious Kyle!" Blaze said, hugging him. "Fuck off!" he sneered. "He doesn't look comfortable y'know. Please just untie him for a bit," I requested. "How do we know you won't kidnap him?" MuffledParka asked. "Swear on Kyle's ass!" Kenny yelled at us. "Yeah! Swear on Kyle's sweet ass!" Blaze demanded. "Can you stop treating me like an object dammit!" Kyle yelled. I sighed in aggravation. "I swear on his ass," I muttered. "Ok, fine," MuffledParka said, beginning to untie his ropes. They untied him and pulled off his blindfold.

I felt so happy to see his sparkly green eyes again, they really shouldn't be so concealed. He looked at me and started to blush. "S-so I have to kiss you now?" he asked. "Uh yeah," I replied nervously. Kyle bit his lip in slight fear. Oh my God it was the cutest thing ever, it made me blush furiously. He stepped towards me and shut his eyes. "Go ahead," he said. I stared at his lips as he spoke those words. I wanted to kiss him so badly but he was shaking in fear, it wouldn't be right.

"I can't do it," I admitted. Kyle opened his eyes and looked up at me in shock. "WHY NOT?!" Blaze asked angrily. "Awww," Sugar whined, her nose bleed disappearing. "He's scared! I can't make out with someone who doesn't want me to," I replied. Kyle muttered something but it was too quiet to hear. "FUCK YOU STAN! STOP BEING SO WHOLESOME AND DESTROY HIS LITTLE BODY!" Kenny yelled. "YOU DON'T DESERVE THAT KISS!" Cartman screamed, trying to climb up the wall but failing miserably. "Guys shut up!" I yelled. "Stan the fangirls will loose it if you don't kiss me," Kyle said.

"But you don't want me to," I replied. "Just do it before they kill us," Kyle mumbled. "Ok, if you're alright with it," I said. I cupped his cheeks and bent over slightly, pulling his lips up to mine. As I pressed my lips against him I could hear camera clicks and screeches. I wish my first kiss with Kyle was more romantic and personal but it's still amazing. His lips were soft, they were much softer than Wendy's ever were and they weren't coded in gloss. It was a smooth kiss, a gentle kiss.

"Ok that's enough," MuffledParka said angrily pulling us away. Kyle's face was red with embarrassment and he brought his hand to his mouth in amazement that he had actually kissed me. His eyes were widened and I could see them even more clearly than before. Ok God, WHY DID YOU MAKE HIM SO INCREDIBLY ADORABLE?! I SWEAR IF HE'S STRAIGHT I'M GONNA BE SO ANGRY WITH YOU! "Ok, back in the pit," MuffledParka instructed, pushing me into the pit. It hurt to hit the ground with such force but at least I got to kiss Kyle. I looked up at him again, they started to tie him up again.

"I'm officially pissed off," Kenny said angrily. "Why?" I asked, rubbing my head as I sat up. "I'm the only one who hasn't kissed that fine piece of ass!" Kenny replied with anger. "Ok, both of you let's get something straight. His name is not Jew, Fag, hot ginger, hot piece of ass, my next boyfriend, Jew Fag, ginger loser, sexy or nice legs. His name is Kyle and he should be treated like a human fucking being!" I yelled. "Can we just give him Kyle?" Blaze asked. "No! Style is a stupid ship; they're obviously just friends!" some Kyman shipper yelled.

"CARTMAN AND KYLE FIGHT ALL THE TIME! HOW DOES THAT MAKE A BETTER RELATIONSHIP?!" Sugar asked angrily. The girls then started to bicker again and threw a few punches. "They're so obnoxious it's not even funny," Kenny said. "I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Cartman screamed, grabbing his sword and running at me. Well that was a serious delay. I grabbed my axe and swung it at him before he could stab me. Luckily I hit slashed his sword arm deeply, causing him to drop it. All the girls stared at me. "FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" they started to cheer.

Kenny grabbed his spear and looked at me. "Kenny stab him before he gets back up!" I commanded. He gave me a glare and helped Cartman up. "Kenny what the fuck?!" I asked angrily. "You're getting too close to Kyle," he explained. "We had a deal!" I yelled in frustration. "Not anymore," he said simply, jabbing his spear at me. I gripped my axe tightly and swung it at him, causing him to jump back a bit. Unfortunately his spear had more range so he stabbed me forcefully in the chest. "AHH!" I yelled in pain, falling down. Kenny stood over me, spear in hand. "Goodbye Stan," he farewelled.