Maru: Okay, just so everyone is aware this isn't in High School, it's in Grade 6... Hahaha... Yeah twelve year olds.
Kenny: Damn, that's hot. Smooth and soft little boys doing the naughty-naughty, naked bodies-
Maru: That's enough Kenny, God, you're such a pervert.
Kenny: I'm not the one writing a smut fic about twelve year olds now am I?
Maru: Touche... Do the disclaimer.
Kenny: MaruSakura does not own South Park, if she did just imagine what would become of us cute little boys?
Maru: Hey!! ...No that's about right...

Warnings: Slash, shota, swearing, limes+lemons(lots...maybe), rape, bit OOC, angst, etc.

Protect me From my Lover
Chapter 4: Melted Freedom

Jogging around the track field is something Butters loves to do, he's good at it and it gives him time to think. Besides, it's way better than playing Field Hockey. What's so special about hitting a flat ball from one end of the field to the other?

Thinking. That's pretty much what Butters been doing all day, and it's not even past first period. He swears his mind will over-heat if he keeps this up but how can he not think about what happened in the past few days. First he finds out that he wants Kenny, which is confusing enough as it is, then Clyde and now probably Kyle knows his terrible secret. Before only Tweek knew and that was because Butters needed some help and Tweek was the only one who he trusted since he had a few problems of his own, but only Tweek was supposed to know.

"Hey Butters?"

Snapping away from his thoughts, Butters took a cautious glance over his shoulder and spotted Kenny jogging towards him, a few meters away. Of course he was going to have the same punishment as him for being late, but still, Butters would rather not be near him, not after his out of character outburst.

For now, Butters decided, I'll just ignore him. The thought itself brought a stab of pain in his chest, which was added to the list of confusing things but Butters ignored that too.

"Butters? Hey, what's up dude?" Kenny's voice sounder closer and Butters tensed up as he was on the verge of turning around and jumping on top of the blonde, snuggling into his chest like he always does when he's upset or confuse. Apperantly ignoring someone who you can't live without is harder than Butters thought.

Suddenly a hand rested gently on his shoulder, stopping him in mid-jog and turning him around to face the person haunting his thoughts.

"Butters," Kenny started whispering sternly, staring into Butters baby blue eyes in deep concern. "Tell me what is going on here." Butters shyly gazed back but quickly glanced away, embarassed by their close promixity.

"W-what do you m-mean?" Butters stuttered refusing to look at him.

"What do you think I mean?" Kenny patiently said in a low tone. "What happened in the locker room?" He would have yelled if it was anyone else, but this is Butters, someone who cries over dust bunnies being vacuumed up. Someone who means more to him than anyone else...

Without moving his head, Butters eyed the solicitude blonde nervously. He didn't know what to do or how to respond. What could he say? 'Sorry Kenny there's just so much going on. There's all that sex with Eric Cartman and then having Clyde and Kyle finding out something horrible about me and now I realize I'm lusting for you. I just couldn't control myself from freaking out.' Butters mentally snorted. Yeah right.

Both of Kenny's hands were now resting on his shoulders, his face hidden behind his over-sized orange parka was looming slightly closer so their noses were centimeters apart. Butters breath hitched and he started to mildly shake. This is bad, so very bad. Butters eyes darted from side to side rapidly wondering if he should run for it. If they stay like this any longer than he would lose it like he almost had back in Stan's room.

Even so Butters wanted to be like this, to be close to Kenny, to have him touch him without even being sexual, to be... cared about.

Slowly, light blue eyes met blue-gray and Butters felt himself going dazed. It was extraordinary how he felt like mush and all Kenny had to do was look at him. He never felt so turn on before in his life and the realization frighten him. He's still a child who hasn't even reached puberty yet and he's already having thoughts and doing things that should only be happening in High School or at least in the final year of Junior High or so.

It was Eric's fault, he came on to Butters a few months ago after finding that he had a crush on the obese boy and said he wanted to teach the blonde a few things. They say kids always experiment on these types of things but it was more than an experiment, it was the real deal.

"Hey, Butters are you alright?" Kenny asked, feeling the silence was too long but Butters just gazed at him with half-lidden eyes, his face increasing in heat with each passing second and his breathing was becoming labored. Right now, all Butters could think about was wrapping his arms around Kenny's neck and burying his face into it, breathing in his scent.

Butters eyes went wide when he could feel Kenny's face growing warm and he realise that his thoughts was actually reality. Both blondes froze afraid of moving and triggering something that could be regretful later.

After a short moment, they both gotten used to the closeness and relaxed. Besides they are always cuddling and such, this isn't really different. Well for Kenny it isn't since he comforts Butters like this all the time and he thought this was just one of those times, but for Butters, well, let's say there was nothing innocent running through his mind at the moment.

"Shh, it's alright." Kenny soothed, running his fingers though Butters soft cornsilk hair. They stayed like that for awhile, holding on to each other as if it was their only life-line, but as they say all good things come to an end.

"Butters can I see you for a second. You too Kenny." The coach called standing near the locker room doors. He had a slightly remorse tone to his voice and they both automanically knew something was wrong.

They pulled apart, slightly embarassed about being so close in the middle of their class when they were supposed to be jogging around the field.

Walking cautionly towards the coach, they both noticed he was staring at Butters sadly and instantly Butters knew that the gig is up, Clyde or Kyle blabbed and now the teachers knew and he was in trouble. He just hoped they hadn't called his parents or things really will be a mess and Eric...

Eric will leave him for sure.

"Would you please go to the nurse's office," he directed this to Butters. "You can go with him too Kenny, the principle already excuse you both for the day."

The two blondes glanced at each other, one wondering what the fuck was going on and the other praying this was all a horrible dream. The nodded and headed towards the locker rooms not bothering to change back in their normal clothes. Well Kenny only need to put on his orange sweats since his gym strip include his own parka and his boxers.

As they walked slowly to the nurse's office, Butters was getting more and more nervous. Soon everything will be exposed, destroying the little world Butters worked so hard to keep hidden.

-

"Are you positive about this?" Principle Victoria asked the three boys with wide almost furious eyes. She couldn't believe something like this was happening in her school, or any elementary

school for that matter.

Kyle answered her with a small but firm voice, "There's no mistake about what I felt on his back." He peeked a look to the side to see Tweek distraught and hysteria expression, and Clyde hutched over, almost looking like he doubled over, then back at the prinicple. He lowered his head and collapsed his hands together whispering, "I-I'm worried about him."

Principle Victoria nodded business like. "I don't know if this isn't some kind of misunderstanding but I can't ignore it either. Right now I have Butters on his way down here with Kenny. Until we can have some evidence that it is indeed Eric's doing, there's nothing I can do." Then she mimic Kyle's movements and whispered back, "I am too...."

"H-Hello...?"

"Hey , you here?"

Holding hands, Butters and Kenny strolled into the Nurse's office and was taken aback when they felt the tension lingering in the air and upon seeing Clyde, Kyle, Tweek, the nurse and the prinicple made Butters shudder and grow tense.

"Butters..." Principle Victoria breathed, standing up from her chair. "Please would you sit down?" she motion to one of the beds and hesitantly, Butters obeyed with Kenny close by his side. His baby blue orbs travel from one of the boy's eyes to the next, hoping they could see his anger for spilling something that wasn't their business.

Everyone went quiet after the two blondes sat on the edge of the bed and Butters started to fidget his fingers, a bit nervous and a bit pissed. Just get on with it... he thought mentally sighing. He could always lie himself out of this however the problem is, is that he's so terrible at it.

"So," Kenny said, breaking the apprehension filled silence. "Is there anything you want to talk about or shall I go get some cake and we all have a friggen tea-party?"

Principle Victoria cleared her throat and spoke calmly and evenly like you would with a mentally handicapped person, "Butters everyone here is very concern about you and they would do anything to help whatever problems you have, but you must be honest with us." She paused, letting that sink in to the boy and continued. "Do you have anything you would like to tell or ask us?"

Glaring mildly at everyone in front of him, Butters shook his head and ask almost monotonely, "What am I doin 'ere?" Everyone, except Kenny who was the most clueless one here, glance at each other and then turn back to Butters with worried eyes.

Their Principle answered him, "Your friends here told me that, well..." she didn't really want to ask the child if what his friends said was true so bluntly, but there really is no choice. "Is Eric Cartman abusing you?"

Choking on his own spit, Kenny coughed hysterically, staring at the principle with bewildered eyes. "Are you shitting me?" he asked once he stopped coughing to death. He would have agree with them if it wasn't for the fact that Butters and Cartman were never seen together since grade four. Ever. So how can Cartman abuse someone who is never there?

However, now that he thinks about it, there were times where he would see them both staring at each other briefly that seemed like their eyes were speaking in their own little code, but Kenny always thought it was just in his head. Maybe, just maybe...

"O...O'course not, h-he d-doesn't abuse me!" Butters cried angerily, crossing his arms. "I-I don't know wh-whut makes you think that!" The blonde boy holding Butters hand, glanced at him. All Kenny had to do was peer into Butters eyes and he will know the truth. Butters eyes can never lie. However Butters kept his head down so his face was hidden and that idea became trashed.

Clyde suddenly shot to his feet turning his clearly tear-stain face torwards Butters and glaring at him with agony filled hazel eyes. "BULLSHIT! I-I saw... t-t-them..." he collapsed back in his seat with tears anew.

Things definitly was not looking well for Butters and any minute now everything will be destoryed. He wanted to cry. He did not want to lose Eric, but becase of his carelessness he won't have a choice. So in desperation Butters slam his hands on the bed and stood up, caring blue eyes turn to a raging ocean storm. "There's nothing!! Nothing has happen! Eric does not abuse me in any way and I'm perfectly fine! LEAVE ME ALONE!!"

Everyone was in awe from his eruption and stared at him bewildered. Butters just panted, sitting back down on the bed glaring at everyone the best he could.

The nurse, getting up from her desk, walked so she stood in front of Butters and lowered herself down to his level. "We aren't mad at you Butters, we are just concern with you and like your Principle said we just want to help you." She felt his burning eyes boor into her's but she ignore him. "There is one way to settle this, if you are willingly."

The blonde gave her a look and asked quiety and firmly. "What is it?"

"Take off your shirt."

Finally the moment came, where his little world ends. He could refuse like he so wanted to and raise their suspicious or do what she says and try to lie about it, like say it's his parents fault. Okay that's not really a lie... Either way they will know about his body and push themselves into his life.

After a few minutes of debating, Butters got up, scowling at her so she'll know how much he hates her right now, pushed Kenny off the bed and pulled the curtains around it. Might as well get this done and over with, he thought pulling his sweatshirt over his head. His eyes travel downwards to gaze upon his naked pale, skinny body and he sighed dishearteningly.

Done and over with, he thought again and with a deep breath walked out of the little change room he made with his torso exposed for all to see.

Their reaction were extraordinary the same. They all gasped loudly staring in sicking horror at the sight of Butters chest.

Covering almost every part of his upper arms and chest were tremendous purplish-blue bruises, some turning greenish-yellow around the edges and others a dark unknown color. They look like he suffered a serious amount of beatings from God knows what and were hardly getting better. Among the bruises were a few trails leading from his collarbone to his navel of what looks like burnt flesh and over his heart was the word 'Mine' cut into him to form a permanent scar.

Butters closed his eyes tightly and tensed his shoulders, mentally wishing himself away. He would do anything to escape this moment or go back in time or something. He wished he was more careful, like Eric says, he was utterly worthless.

He peeked an eye open and met Kenny grey blue eye's dancing furiously with shock, confusion, rage and other emotions that just can't be named but Butters could tell that Kenny is ready to murder someone, most likey Eric Cartman.

"Jesus Christ..." The principle mummured into her hands unable to blink.

Clyde burst into tears again and buried his face into Kyle's shoulder, who rubbed his back in comfort. The redhead slowly looked at the abused blonde with, and this surprised Butters, calm understanding eyes.

Butters was tempted to ask Kyle what was up with the look but figured it wouldn't be a good idea in a room full of people. He doesn't know why but it seems like a... personal matter...

Finally after an eternity, even though it's only been a few minutes, things became active again as Nurse Gollum, who had unknowingly left the room came back in with a jar of cream in one hand and an ice pack in the other.

"Would you mind turning around?" she asked softly. Butters sighed, annoyed but obeyed and heard another wave of gasps.

Criss-crossing and over-lapping his entire back were pale thick lines that looked like whip marks. Some were faded, healing and others looked brand new. One was even oozing a bit of blood.

"That DOES it!!" Kenny jumped to his feet, looking beyond pissed. He stride over to Butters side and embraced him tightly, stroking his cornsilk hair tenderly. "That bastard, that utterly repulsive fat fuck bastard." Butters flushed and drowsingly grasped his shoulders almost dreamily. He smiled finding it strange that ever since they first became friends, Kenny can always make him feel better.

"Kyle you are positive that this is Eric's doing?" Principle Victoria asked, disgust dripping from her voice. The red head curtly nodded and the older woman grimanced. "Then he has a lot of explaining ahead of him, followed by severe punishment." Then she walked out of the room muttering angerily underneath her breath. Nurse Gollum followed after she gave Kyle the items she was holding.

"NNNnnNGH!!!" Tweek shrieked, slopping his whatever-number cup of coffee down his front. But he didn't seem to care about that dripping hot beverage staining his clothes. In fact no one seemed to care about anything but a certain blonde boy in the room.

Kyle gently patted Clyde on the back, saying things will be okay and stood up. Clyde automanicly scooted over and clasped onto Tweek, eflicting another squawk from him.

"Should I use the cream Butters?" Kyle asked softly.

Kenny tighten his hold on Butters but then reluctantly released him sighing. Who else knows better about first aid then Kyle.

He lowered Butters on the bed as if he would with a injured kitten and carefully stroke his cheek with the backside of his hand. Kyle then came up from behind Kenny and lowered himself on the bed and asked Butters to roll onto his stomach and started to rubbed his fingertips into the cream.

While Kyle was applying the cream on the whip marks, Kenny was caressing the blonde's hand, muttering murdersly under his breath.

Butters smiled and closed his eyes, adoration spread over his face. He... was glad that they cared about him. No one ever showed him any compassion in his life and it didn't surprise him when he started to hum to Kyle's touches. He couldn't help himself, it was gentle and it felt nice. When Eric applies it, it's like he's reluctantly washing a car he hates or something of the sort.

"God damn it!!"

All five boys whipped their heads to see a very pissed off principal standing in the doorway looking as if she will kill the first thing that moves. She stormed in, followed by a nervous Nurse Gollum, and started to pace the room, biting her thumb. Nurse Gollum went to Tweek, who look like he was about to pass out after Principal Victoria's cry, and gave him another cup of coffee, patted Clyde's head and then went over to the bed the other boys where at.

"How is he?" She quietly asked Kyle, peering over his shoulders to take a look at Butters gruesome back.

"Fine, they are nothing to worry about." he anwsered and watched as Kenny helped the blonde to a sitting position and intertwine their fingers together. Their principal kicked the wall suddenly, making them all jump and then she collasped onto an empty plastic chair.

"What's up with her?" Kenny asked, nodding in her direction. The Nurse shook he head indicating it was nothing.

"She just... can't find Eric. Not in school and not at home. His mother said she hasn't seen him since this morning when he left for school."

Kenny clenched his hands, shaking with rage. "Of course fatass will hide, he knows he is in serious trouble and rather stay the fuck away from us." He suddenly felt the fragile hand he was clutching, squeezed gently and he glance over to meet a pair of concern and scared eyes. His anger melted and he sighed leaning his head on the other blondes shoulder. "Sorry Butters, I'll try to calm down."

Sighing in content, Butters slinked one arm around Kenny's shoulders and rubbed his back like Kenny always does for him. He still doesn't know why this blonde is so special to him, but ignoring him just makes things more painful. So he has decided that no matter what might happen, if he attacks him and ruin their friendship or not, he will always be with Kenny.

"Forever..." Butters mummered to himself and lightly kissed Kenny on the cheek, who leaned into him involuntary, neither caring who was in the room.

However since the two blondes were in their own little world, they didn't realise that everyone had left. Everyone except a dishearten redhead jew, gazing at the abused blonde with agonize eyes.

-

Snow started to float its way to the ground and Butters stop in his tracks to watch. He liked snow, how it just dances around and around in time with the wind. Yet falling where it pleases not caring where it lands or where it goes.

Absolute freedom.

He reached out both of his hands and waited for a snowflake to fall into his palms. He wondered if his parents will be sore at him for the school calling them. They might think the school was accusing them of child abuse and then when he walks into the house they will beat him for squealing or not defending them or something.

It's a bit ironic. What is even more ironic is even though most of his injuries were Eric's fault and there was that huge event involving their secret, the blonde is heading over to Eric's place, anxious to meet the obese boy and to make sure he is not mad at him.

A snowflake landed squarly in Butters palm and then melted a second later, it's extremly short life of freedom ending in a blink of an eye and entering it's new prison.

It's grave.

-

Maru: OMG!!! I hated this chapter, HATE HATE HATE!!! So many writers block (cries) I don't even know where this is heading as ALL of this is improv and now I'm tearing out my hair because I don't know what or how to start the next chapter or anything, ugh!! Maybe I should start planning my stories out first huh?

Okay so, I do know this, next chapter there will be a very graphic ButtersxCartman lemon, ButtersxKenny lime-ish moment AND the first ButtersxKyle moment. Whew... I got a lot of work to do... (cries) I might have to get my girl to help meee!!!

....God Butters is such a whore -.-;;