Pairings: Creek, Dip, Gregstophe, Small hints of Style and Dip

Warnings: Language, Boy x Boy, I don't have a beta.

Summary: I, Tweek Tweek, will be conducting an experiment, and observing the daily acts of Craig Tucker. He is indeed aware, so its not stalking. I promise, OH GOD! What if it IS considered stalking! I DON'T WANT TO GO TO JAIL!

ASP: This is the only time I, Awesome Spells Prussia, will be talking to you directly. The rest of the A/N will be in Tweak's point of view as well. He will be answering your reviews. If you want to talk to me directly you have to write something like, Dear Awesome Spells Prussia. I hope this Story goes over well. Its my first South Park FanFiction I will be posting.

Chapter one: Introduction into the chaotic beauty

He really is one confusing enigma. He is withdrawn, independent, you could even see him as cold hearted and, for lack of a better word, a huge ass hole. And in some way, he is all of those things. But he is so, so much more.

Craig is Whole-heartedly one of the greatest people I have ever met.

He puts everything he has, mind, body and soul, into everything he does, and wont settle for anything less than the best. But he is not a perfectionist. He accepts his flaws and the flaws of others with a grace I have yet to find in anybody else.

He gives everybody his all. He never keeps secrets, but he never tells you anything. Its all in his eyes.

The deep passionate, indigo orbs hold everything anyone needs to see what deep dark secrets are lying in the mind of Craig Tucker. But nobody ever looks.

I can only hope to get close enough to see. I want to- no NEED to know what he thinks. Wants. Needs.

One look into those beautiful circles of pure passion and feeling and I am stuck. As long as I am looking into his eyes, I am no longer my own person, I am his.

He is beautiful in a whole. His hair, to his shoulders in a laid-back skater look, black as the feathers on a midnight raven - kept under control only by his classic blue chullo hat - frames his perfect cheek bones, and his defined jawline.

He is 6'8" easy, and his skin is a pale porcelain shade. He is VERY well built to. His muscles are well defined and no one could ever win a fight against him in my god-forsaken high school.

"W-why n-not do sports C-Craig?" I had asked him once, "You would b-be s-s-so good at It. Gah!"

"That's exactly why," he said simply, "Why would I do something when I know for a fact, that it would pose as no challenge to me? I would gain nothing mentally from the experience, and it would be a waste of time."

I loved that about him. Craig never does anything that won't benefit him.

It is sometimes seen as a drawback when you say it out loud. It makes it seem like he only cares about himself. But that is just the opposite.

He never gains anything if it is not beneficial to himself. And helping others is always a learning experience.

He told me this once.

He said, "Never, ever, will helping anybody else in the world, regardless of any situation or others involved- Will anybody go away without learning something, no matter how miniscule the lesson."

He is always learning, never not paying attention to the world around him. He takes it in, every ounce of poetic beauty in the world.

"Never not knowing, but never knowing it all," were his words.

He knows everyone's problems, he knows how to fix them all. But he also knows when he should let others fix it for themselves.

He is beautiful

He is Chaotic

He is sincere

He is Charming

He is everything everyone wants.

But he doesn't want anyone.

I will break through his walls.

I am Tweek Tweek. And I will learn the enigma that is Craig Tucker.