Chapter Two – I'm On the Highway Toooo… Somewhere..?

The pair ended up walking to a bus stop. The airport was too far away and Kenny had started to get lazy already. They silently stood at the bus stop, waiting for that one bus that goes around nonstop in a constant loop. They stood in silence, the night only growing colder and darker. The street lights were across the road by the buildings that Craig and Kenny stared at. When Craig sighed, Kenny mistook the little puff of air that was warm and visible from the cold as smoke.

"How much longer do you think the bus will be?" Craig asked, his voice remaining in its usual deadpan. Kenny shrugged, moving his eyes to stare down at his feet.

"I dunno… My house is only a few seconds away. I can quickly jump in and grab something…" Kenny answered as if he knew Craig was about to ask whether they could get some sort of drug in their system.

"You better hurry up then, I don't wanna miss this bus," Craig rolled his eyes, looking at Kenny briefly before returning his attention to the street light that was across the street. It was so cold that there weren't even any bugs that desperately hung around the light. The temperature was freezing and they needed something to warm them up.

"At least try to stop the bus for me if it comes," Kenny said before breaking out into a sprint. He ran down the path in the direction of his house. As he ran, he tried to tighten up the hood of his parka even more. The cold wind was biting at his face and it even stung a little. It was so cold and dry that he wished he wasn't rushing. Once he got to his house, he silently rubbed his nose and eyes, hating how cold he was. He walked to his bedroom window, pulling it up with ease then sliding back into his room. The amount of times he had snuck in and out of his room at night, especially to see Craig, was incredible. He had lost count by now though. He landed on his bed that was right next to the window then shook his head. It wasn't even warm in his room let alone his house. He bent down, looking underneath his bed where he found a shoe box. Kenny opened up the little box, pushing the crack pipe and needles and whatnot aside so he could grab whatever was left. He hadn't gotten anything new lately and his dad had already sold his meth so the little bag of marijuana would have to do. He also found a small box of cigarettes which was also useful. He grabbed what he needed, as well as a twenty dollar bill he had saved from the latest scheme Cartman had bribed him into. He packed up, shoving everything into his pockets then got ready to climb out the window. He stopped for a moment, thinking about how he was about to leave this shitty house behind.

He wondered if he should've gone into Karen's room and brought her with him. Or even tell Kevin he was gonna leave so he had to look after their sister. Part of him wanted too, but Karen was older now. Mysterion had taught her to defend herself. Kenny just sighed and jumped back out the window. He was clumsy with his jumping though and almost got his leg caught, which would've resulted in him falling into the icy snow. Luckily, he managed to catch himself before this could have happened. He started to walk back to the bus stop, putting his hands in his pockets to make sure nothing had fallen out while he jumped out the window.

After a few moments of walking in slow silence, Kenny remembered that he was actually in a hurry. He groaned out in annoyance, holding onto his pockets as he ran over the snow. He almost slid on some of the ice that had formed on the path, his chest heaving as the cold air around him harshly slapped his face. Kenny could see Craig's silhouette, making him breathe with relief. He started to slow down, licking his dry and slightly cracked lips as he walked. He didn't feel like he had to run anymore.

Light randomly came out of nowhere from behind Kenny. Kenny turned around to see a bus approaching the bus stop. He groaned and started to run again. Craig turned to face Kenny fully, watching him try to run faster than the bus that was coming. The bus stopped at the sight of Craig, parking and swinging its doors open. Craig looked up and stepped onto the bus. He slouched then reached into his pocket to grab his ID out. Craig's eyes moved so he could look out the window. He watched a puffed out Kenny run to the bus then jump up onto it. He rested his forehead on Craig's back and tried to regain his breath.

"We- we need to- to get to Denver Airport…" Kenny panted from behind Craig.

"Look kid I'm not a taxi. Just show me your ID's and sit down," the old man demanded. The bus driver for school was so much better than this wanker. Kenny reached into his back pocket to pull out a shabby wallet. It was basically falling apart but it still had a damaged school ID card. He wasn't as fancy as Craig was with his license so this dumb ID card would have to do. Craig shrugged and walked down to the back of the bus, choosing to sit in the second last row.

Kenny put his crappy ID back into is shitty, empty wallet then walked up to where Craig was sitting. He sat next to Craig, both of them just sitting in silence for the first few minutes. The bus was driving down the main road that cut through South Park. It didn't take long for them to drive around then realize that they were no longer in South Park anymore.

"Did you get them?" Craig softly asked. He sounded like he had a blocked nose but something about it excited Kenny.

"Yeah, I had half a packet of smokes left and only a little weed but yeah…" Kenny had to whisper really softly. Besides the faint sound of music playing through the radio the bus was basically silent. Craig nodded in response to Kenny then returned to basically ignoring him.

There was only two other people on the bus excluding the bus driver. There was an old homeless man who sat behind the driver. He was asleep and had a ripped cap covering his face. He looked the stereotypical homeless man with the baggy brown jacket and he looked like he was wearing many layers of clothing. He had multiple bags surrounding him and he generally just looked tired. Kenny looked at him, realizing he must've just gotten around this much from sleeping on this 24 hour bus all the time. Kenny briefly wondered if he and Craig were going to be like that, but he turned his attention to the woman who was on the bus. She was wearing a suit and had her hair tightly tied back. Her suit was as black as her hair. She had headphones in and stared out the window. Kenny noticed there was a briefcase on the empty seat next to her.

He started to wonder about their stories. Why were these people on the 24 hour bus at whatever ungodly hour in the morning it was. Kenny knew that it was just after midnight, but the look of the sky said it wasn't late enough to be actual morning. He just assumed it was somewhere around two or three am. Kenny stared past Craig, looking out the window. He watched trees and land go past, the stars finally visible. Kenny had no idea where they were right now, but he'd have to get used to that feeling.

Kenny scrunched his nose up in distaste. The bus smelt like burnt rubber and piss. He groaned and folded his arms over his chest, leaning back and closing his eyes. He was glad the bus was warmer than outside, but the warmth intensified the piss smell. He breathed through his mouth, keeping his eyes shut as if that would kill the smell.

Craig tapped the beat of the song that softly played on the radio. The radio was very faint, but he could hear the song clearly. His finger tapped to the faint beat, his expression never changing. He looked over at Kenny, assuming he had fallen asleep or something. He stopped his tapping so that he could nudge Kenny. Craig had no idea where they were going, he was just following Kenny. Kenny opened his eyes, looking at Craig through the gap in his parka's hood.

"What's up man?" Kenny grinned although Craig couldn't see it. He stared at Craig in awe. He loved Craig's face. He loved the bys light, creamy skin. He loved his dark blue eyes and the little bits of black hair that was visible from underneath his hat. Kenny wanted to know why Craig loved that hat so much. He had worn it for years. Kenny ignored all these thoughts though as he stared at the bored teen.

"You need to stay awake so we don't miss our stop… I haven't really left South Park so I have no idea where we're going. I'm solely depending on you here," Craig said nasally. Kenny was hoping they were going to end up some place warm so he could see if Craig's nose was blocked or if his voice was actually that nasally.

"Yeah don't worry man; I've got this trust me…" Kenny smiled. He looked out the window. All he could see was night. Kenny sighed then moved to rest his head on Craig's shoulder. Craig clicked his tongue. He wasn't a huge fan of the affection crap but he was starting to get tired, so he didn't really care. Kenny felt happy when a few moments passed and Craig had made no moves to push him away. There was nothing but land surrounding the bus as it drove through the night. This was gonna fucking suck.

Kenny knew they weren't really going to end up anywhere soon. So it was okay to just stare into space and daydream right? Craig had closed his eyes, trying to just focus on the Green Day song that played on the radio while Kenny just stared ahead of him. He was probably staring right at the business woman but he didn't care, he was lost in thought by now. He could hair Craig faintly humming the tune to Boulevard of Broken Dreams while he rested his head on his shoulder. Kenny had never heard Craig sing let alone hum or anything. He was usually silent all the time so hearing him hum made Kenny grin. He nuzzled into Craig a little more, trying not to chuckle as he remembered how this whole 'relationship' started.

It officially started when Kenny had approached Craig after school one day. Around the time after prom, Clyde had started up a bunch of rumors with Bebe that involved Kenny and Craig getting high together. Kenny wanted to talk with Craig about it because they swore that they were going to keep that one prom night to themselves. Craig agreed to let Kenny walk home with him that afternoon so that they could talk about the lies that had been spread. Craig's house was empty though when they got there. Since Kenny had a joint on him and some porn they decided to light it up and get to work. Them hanging out after school and on weekends to get high together eventually turned into fucking each other like there was no tomorrow. They weren't together and they were barely even friends. They just loved getting high and having a good fuck.

That's also why Kenny was confused about why Craig would even agree to actually running away with his little fuck buddy. As far as Kenny was concerned Craig hated his guts. But after they fucked and got high Craig always complained about hating South Park and how badly he wanted to leave. Which is why they're on this bus right now.

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The prom that year was spoken about months before it even happened. Everyone boasted about how it was going to be 'a night to remember'. Kenny didn't even know what the theme was but he knew he wanted to go. He knew all the girls got overly excited about prom so if he looked hard enough he could probably get laid. Kenny got dressed and ready to go. Of course, he wore his blue suit over his parka because he couldn't find an appropriate hoody to cover his face.

While everyone was excitedly preparing themselves for the prom, Clyde and Token literally had to drag Craig out of his house.

"C'mon dude! Don't be boring today it'll be fun I promise!" Clyde said excitedly.

"You guys are only going because you have dates… I have no interest in sitting around while you suck each other's faces off…"Craig said miserably.

"Aww someone will probably ask you while we're there y'know?" Token grinned. He held onto Craig's wrist, pulling him out the door. Craig just sighed. He tried to make up excuses but his friends weren't having any of it.

"Will Tweek be there?" Craig moped as he followed his friends to Clyde's little car that was parked out the front of his house.

"No dude, it's way too loud for him and like, I think his parents needed help with the shop or whatever…" Token answered. Craig sighed again. He really didn't want to go to this dumb school event. It wasn't even a proper prom. It was more of a dance that was just for everyone.

The gym was set up with silver and red themed decorations. Everything was cleared for a huge dance floor, balloons, a few chairs and tables as well as a buffet table. Kenny went in excited. He didn't officially have a date because he was on the hunt for a lonely girl who was desperate for a gentleman to come ask her to dance. He walked in with Stan, Kyle and Wendy. Music boomed pop music that had just been released. Kenny wasn't really a huge fan of this kind of music but the overly catchy lyrics and fast beats helped make the prom what it was. Kenny headed straight for the food, not even caring that the people he had arrived with all separated from him.

While everyone was dancing and starting the prom, Clyde was getting pissy that they were late. His and Tokens dates were waiting for them they didn't have time to be late. By the time they got to the school and walked to the doors, Craig sighed irritably.

"I just need a second out here guys, I'll come in later on…" Craig stated. Clyde and Token just waved him off because they knew there were two beautiful girls waiting for them so suddenly Craig didn't matter. Craig just shrugged them off then walked around to the side of the school. He walked to where the Goth Kids usually sat. Since they weren't there he just sat on the stairs and stared out at the play area. He groaned, leaning back and almost yelling; "I fucking hate tonight!"

The night still went on though. The sun had set and Craig remained outside while everyone else was inside dancing. An hour or so had passed and Kenny wasn't having any luck at all with anyone of the girls. He already had eyes set on a certain someone but he knew it would never happen. Kenny was at a point where he was desperate and anyone here would be a good fuck. Even Eric Cartman. Kenny stood by the food area, holding a glass of punch.

"Dude I thought you were gonna spike that crap," Kyle's voice was raised enough so he could talk over the music.

"I forgot to bring the vodka," Kenny spoke loudly in return. Kyle was tapping his food to the beat of Take on Me by Ah-Ha. It made him kinda happy they played a bit of retro music along with the new songs. It was just annoying since it was a remix.

"You were gonna spike it with vodka?" Kyle asked loudly, surprised by his choice in alcohol.

"It was all I had left!" Kenny yelled over the music.

"So are you gonna come dance or something? You've been standing here for like twenty minutes!" The music felt like it was getting louder to Kenny. A classic Panic! At the Disco song started to play, so Kenny just shrugged and put his drink on the table. He didn't care that he was leaving it there it tasted like socks anyway. Kenny followed Kyle to the dance floor where he just bobbed up and down. It was one of those songs that everyone knew so people basically screamed the lyrics.

"I chime in with a haven't you people ever heeeaard oooff- closing a-… Kenny?" Kyle stopped singing when he noticed Kenny was just standing still in the crowd of people. He stood closer to Kenny, resting a hand on the blonds shoulder. "Are you alright?" He tried to ask over the sound of a thousand kids singing and the music in general. It was so noisy.

"Y-Yeah, I'm just gonna go piss," Kenny said as he swatted Kyle's hand away from him. He turned around, walking through the crowd of people. He even ignored a girl who tried to get his attention as he walked out of the gym. Kenny was considering just sitting in the bathroom but he decided on walking out to the play area outside. He needed some fresh air.

He had gone to the prom with excitement, but it was around nine now and he decided he hated prom night. He just wasn't enjoying it. He walked outside, going around to the side of the school. He walked to the typical Goth Kids hang out area, only to find a casually dressed Craig.

"You didn't even wear a suit or anything?" Kenny grinned as he approached the moping teen.

"I didn't care too…" Craig said softly. "What're you doing out here McCormick?" Craig asked with a deadpan voice and expression.

"Needed some fresh air…" Kenny said as he walked over to Craig, leaning on the wall near the dark haired teen. "I didn't think you actually came though, I haven't seen you all night." Kenny stated.

"Clyde and Token forced me to come…" Craig sighed. They stayed there in silence for a few moments, barely enjoying the others company.

"Hey, I don't live too far away from here… Wanna ditch this shithole and go to my place?" Kenny asked. Craig stared at Kenny and considered his options for a moment. He could either spend the rest of the night here or he could go to Kenny's house, most likely to get either drunk or high. Or both.

"Alright," Craig said as he stood up. "I'm not coming because I like you though, I'm only agreeing because I'm fucking bored and I've been out here for hours," Craig stated, even bored of his own voice. He just started to walk past Kenny, not even caring if Kenny was following yet or not. Kenny blinked then grinned, catching up to walk besides Craig.

Silence drew over them thicker than chicken blood when it's dropped in oily water. Just like that previous sentence, the fact Craig was actually going to Kenny's place just didn't make sense. Kenny walked up to his house, and for the first time ever he felt really embarrassed, to the point of blushing forever. He was embarrassed about the state his house was in and there was no doubt his parents were already drunk. Kenny apologized as he opened the door, letting Craig step in before him.

Kenny tried to get Craig to his bedroom as quick as possible. Kenny's room was only a little messy but it was still slightly neat. Craig could easily see all the differences between his room and Kenny's room. Craig knew Kenny was the poor kid but he didn't know he was this poor. Kenny pulled the hood off his parka though so he could fully smile at Craig.

"Dude, we should get high then make out," Kenny suggested with a wink.

"What drugs do you have?" The fact Craig questioned the drugs and not the making out made Kenny happier then knowing they were about to leave this earth.

"Uhm, only pussy drugs at the moment… I haven't bought anything too big lately…" Kenny said as he reached under his bed to grab the shoebox he kept his drug related stuff in.

"So why do you want to make out with me?" Craig asked as he sat on Kenny's thinly tough bed. Kenny blushed slightly as he put the box on the bed then sat on the floor.

"Cause I reckon you'd be a good fuck. So if we make out we'll get horny enough to do it…" Kenny stated. At this point Craig was still a virgin but he wouldn't dare to tell Kenny that. Craig just shrugged and opened up the shoebox, inspecting it closely to see what kind of stuff Kenny had.

"Whatever, if fucking means this night will end then let's do it…" Craig stated as he pulled out the first drug he had seen. He looked it over then sighed, throwing it back into the shoebox. "I'm curious now… Kiss me McCormick… And you better fucking make it good…" Craig expressionlessly demanded.

Kenny happily propped himself up onto his knees. Craig leaned down, closing his eyes and waiting for Kenny's lips. Kenny leaned forwards, pressing his lips to Craig. Kenny had only kissed one guy before although he had kissed countless girls. He had never felt like this about a simple kiss though and that made him fall hard. He started to move his lips on Craig's, enjoying the feeling of Craig's mouth amateurly replicating the way Kenny's mouth moved. Kenny flicked his tongue out so he could lick on the sweetness of Craig's bottom lip. Craig didn't really catch the message though so Kenny had so sit up a little more as he pushed his tongue into Craig's mouth.

At first Craig didn't know how to react as he had never kissed anyone this way before. There was a part of him that was secretly enjoying this, so he tried to widen his mouth for Kenny's tongue. Kenny's tongue darted in, softly rubbing against the insides of Craigs mouth as he moved to stand up and push Craig down. He shuffled over Craig's body so that he could straddle the taller male's waist. Craig finally poked his own tongue back at Kenny's, the both of them rubbing the muscle together. Craig's mouth tasted almost bittersweet. Kenny could taste nicotine mixed with something sugary. Possibly a fruit flavoured mentos.

Kenny pulled out of the kiss when he could feel the sudden tightness of his underwear. He blushed and sat up, still straddling Craig's body. Craig rested his head back, silently licking his lips. His mouth felt fuzzy and he knew that he wanted to feel Kenny's tongue in there again. Kenny tried to get comfier on Craig by attempting to slide off his stomach and into Craig's lap. Except as his butt squiggled down he made a soft gasp sound. He could feel Craig's hardened dick against his arse. He looked up at Craig then smirked slightly.

"I didn't even kiss you that much and you're already hard?" Kenny teased as he slowly started to take off his parka.

"Are we really going to do this tonight McCormick?" Craig asked as he watched Kenny move himself down then lean forwards, pressing their erections together. Craig laid there silently as Kenny slowly started to drag himself back and forth, rubbing their clothed hard-ons together.

"Hells yeah we are Tucker," Kenny smirked, leaning forwards to start sucking on some of the exposed skin of Craig's neck.

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Craig blinked his eyes open when Kenny started to shake him. When he looked out the window he saw the sky was a little brighter compared to when he had closed his eyes. He could still see the dark, starry night but the faint colours of a purpley orange were starting to poke at the sky.

"Our stops next…" Kenny said as he sat up a little more. When Craig looked around the bus, rubbing one of his eyes, he saw that the business woman was gone but the homeless man still remained. Craig just yawned and sat back, looking at the buildings that the bus went past. He had never seen these buildings before, but they all looked dead and silent. Everyone who must use them must still be sleeping.

"I don't want us to travel during the day because if someone we know see's us we might get sent back home, but we do need to leave as soon as possible," Kenny stated. Craig watched the blond speak, smiling a little at how serious he actually sounded about all of this. Craig stared at Kenny closely, seeing the bags that hard started to form underneath his pretty blue eyes. "We'll go in and look for the cheapest flights to anywhere. I don't care if we end up in the next state over or if we end up in Africa. Anywhere's better than here…" Kenny stated. "How much money did you bring?"

Craig reached into his pocket so that he could pull out his wallet. "We better smoke whatever you brought with you by the way; I doubt we'll be able to get on a plane if you have drugs…" Craig asked softly while he pulled out his money. Kenny nodded in agreement as he watched Craig count. "I've got $240," Craig answered Kenny's original questioned.

"I managed to find 20. So all up we have $260…" Kenny thought out loud.

"Will that even be enough to get us anywhere?" Craig asked softly. Kenny shrugged, standing up when the bus stopped.

"I guess we'll have to find out," Kenny responded as he yawned and got off the bus. Craig followed quickly behind him. The both of them walked away from the bus fast, ignoring the bus drivers tired yelling about paying the bus fares.

To Be Continued~

~ A/N: By the way I have no idea how American buses (let alone buses in Colorado) and shit work so please don't hate me ;W; I also have no idea how Proms work cause we don't do that here? But yeah, I tried my best to make them sound legit
I also apologize for not having any actual porn in this chapter, at least there was a little make out session though. I promise they'll actually be fucking in the next chapter ;) – Bebo ~