Chasing Eric

"One Hundred...just to watch a movie?" Butters said leaning up beside Eric's open locker, The larger boy's face obscured by the open metal door.

There were shuffling sounds as papers and books were moved around and pulled out. Then he paused and slammed the metal door shut. "Butters, no I just don't--...Did you say a hundred? Plus the fifty you owe me, right?"

"Y-yeah?"

There was an inner struggle going on in Eric's mind as he decided what would be worse. "Alright. Just a movie." Cartman said. grabbing Butters' arm and shoved him against the metal locker using his wide body to pin him there. "But no gay shit, Butters...none." Eric growled against his ear, lingering just a moment to long before he stalked away, leaving Butters stunned and blushing.

**

"Hey, Fatass!" Kyle called, walking over to Cartman joining him for English.

"Shut up, stupid Jew, before I fucking shove you in an oven." Eric scowled, rolling his sleeves up over his thick arms.

"You're an asshole. Are you smoking after class?"

"Yeah, my bowl is in the truck."

"Sweet."

"Yeah."

"So where the fuck were you yesterday?"

"You know...I had shit to do. I fucking told you."

"Shit to do? You passed up smoking because you had shit to do?"

"...Yeah."

"Whatever, ass raver."

"Shut the fuck up, Kyle. Shut the fuck up." Cartman whined as they walked into English.

"...Fat ass."

"Kyle!"

**

Butters sighed as he sketched little hearts around Eric's name circled on the center of what was supposed to be his math notes. But nothing that Mr. Williams was saying seemed to keep his attention whatsoever. Fourth period was next. Eric, Stan, Kyle and Kenny all had a free period. They would be outside behind the building smoking.

Butters, however, never smoked...anything. But...he really wanted to talk to Eric. He did kind of missed him. He could do it. He could go back there...He'd bring him something. Oh, he owed him money, perfect...

Butters smiled as the bell finally rang. Grabbing up his books, he happily made his way down the hall, his powder blue hoodie hugging tightly against his small frame as he trotted towards the back of the school. Butters bit his lip nervously pausing in front of the back exit door. Steeling his nerves, he pushed a few strands of his milk blonde hair behind his ear as he started the short walk behind the high school.

Kenny, Stan and Kyle looked up at Butters and scowled slightly. They were sitting on the pavement in a small circle as they passed around Cartman's bowl. Eric was taking his hit at the moment, his attention momentarily caught by the sight of Butters. His amber eyes locked on Butters' ice blue gaze.

"Um...Hi...guys." Butters said meekly. "So um...Eric. I owe you money and I um...figured I'd give it to you now."

Kenny looked over at Stan as they exchanged looks of mild confusion. Maybe Cartman was beating up kids again?

Eric exhaled and looked at Butters shooting him a cold glare. Standing up he walked in front of him, keeping his amber gaze locked. "Yeah. What about it. Are you going to give it to me?" Eric asked slowly quirking a brow.

"Um, yes. Just a second, Eric." Butters said as he reached into his skin tight jeans and pulled out his cute pink and blue stripped Pochacco wallet. Butters then pulled out two twenties and a ten. He hesitated a moment before pulling out a fifty. "So here's what I owe you and um...here's half for later?" He said offering money up to Cartman.

Eric took the money and counted it before shoving it into the pocket of his baggy jeans. He took another hit as he watched Butters staring at him waiting for his answer. Eric leaned down over Butters, who's soft blue eyes widened slightly as his sole obsession moved mere inches from his face. Eric grabbed Butters' collar and hauled him off the ground a handful of inches. Immediately his cheeks brightened just as Eric exhaled a large thick cloud of smoke into Butters face.

Putting his hand over his mouth, Butters coughed a little. "Eric--"

"Yeah...that's fine. Tonight right?"

"Yes...please."

"Fucking fine."

"Oh..." Butters paused still choking on the smoke. "Okay..." He turned to leave but Eric grabbed his hoodie.

"Butters, hold on." Eric said walking over to his bookbag, he pulled out a folder.

"Huh? What is it, Eric?"

"My assignment for English."

"But Eric I--" Butters did not finish his sentence as he examined the hard look on Eric's face. "...um, I'd be happy to do it." Butters said smiling a little. "Bye then...and um, Bye guys, enjoy your um...smoking."

Stan, Kyle and Kenny looked at Eric wanting to know exactly what it was that he was holding over Butters' head to get him to do all that shit.

Butters walked off and went back inside the school hoping he didn't smell like marijuana. He pushed open the steel doors and sagged against the tile wall. He sighed happily with a vague grin on his lips. He lingered a moment, biting his lip hoping that maybe some of the pain would make his feelings go away for just a minute. But maybe just this once...Eric wouldn't hurt him. "Oh God..." He closed his eyes and shivered. Tonight would not come fast enough.


Butters spent the brunt of his afternoon typing up Eric's paper. He didn't want to do a bad job. It was for Eric and his grade surely depended on his hard work. Eric had entrusted him with the project for a reason. Because he had faith that he would do it and in no way could he let Eric down.

It took Butters four and a half hours to finish Eric's paper. But Butters was so happy with it. It was a great report. It had pictures and diagrams and was just a great paper. He glanced over at the clock and sighed. It was seven thirty. His Prince Charming usually arrived anywhere from eight to nine. Oh good! He still had thirty minutes to get his own assignments out of the way.

Butters looked up from his math homework as there was a knock on the door. Smiling and excited, he dropped his pen and ran over swinging the door open. "Eric!" Butters gasped with a grin. "Hi."

Cartman blinked a bit surprised by Butters' vigor. "Butters, did you eat like a pound of sugar? I'm guessing crack is out of the question."

"Uh...no and yes. I was just...happy to see you."

"Oh."

"Hey Eric. I figured we'd go hang out in my room."

"Butters, you faggot. What did I---Hi Mrs. Stotch!" Eric said his tone swinging from threating to full on friendly, plastering a fake smile on his round face.

"Hello, Eric! It's been a long while since you've been over. You're all grown up now."

"Uh, yes Mrs.Stotch. You look lovely yourself, really."

"C'mon Eric..." Butters said using his Mother's presence as an excuse to get Eric into his bedroom. He'd take the punishment for it later.

"Right." Eric said staring as Butters wrapped his small hand around his own gloved one and dragged him upstairs. Eric was forced to watch Butters' slender thighs and tight ass easily climb the stairs, not to mention sway and bounce, while he tried to keep up at the speed Butters dictated.

"God, Butters, what the fuck are you on?" Cartman muttered. Tired from moving that quickly, as they neared the top of the stairs, Eric easily tugged Butters arm with more force than was necessary. And like any action, Butters reacted, gasping as he was ripped off his feet and went sprawling backward. He cried out as he was surely about to go falling down the stairs backwards, however, he bounced into something soft.

Eric's arms wrapped around Butters as Eric looked down at him. "Stop running, Butters."

"Eric...you...you caught me...You didn't step aside and let me fall down the stairs."

"Well...it's because your Mom is right in the fucking living room."

Butters smiled slowly. One, because Eric didn't let him get hurt. The other was because Eric was still holding him in his arms and he was curled right against his chest. His pleasure was instantly shattered as Eric gruffly set him on his feet.

"Oh...well, thank you, Eric." Butters said as he quickly leaned in and pressed a kiss on Eric's lips before once again taking off up the stairs.

Cartman stood there stunned, positive that he had told Butters none of that gay shit. "Butters. I will kill you." Eric muttered as he trudged up the stairs more than ready to pummel Butters into the floor.

Cartman opened the door to the fag's room and froze. Butters' walls had been painted light blue and plastered all over his walls were Hello Kitty posters and other atrocious things that made Eric nauseated. "Butters...what...what the fuck?"

Butters was perched on the edge of his bed, chewing on his lip nervously and holding Eric's English assignment. Cartman, recalling Butters' stolen kiss, stalked across the room, lifted Butters up by his shoulders. "Listen, you fucking fa-"

"Here's your English paper." Butters squeaked, hands shaking, as he offered the paper to Cartman timidly. Eric dropped Butters on the bed. Taking the assignment from him, he dropped down on the bed a bit away from Butters. The bed drastically sagged under Cartman's weight, causing Butters' to fall into his side.

"Uh, sorry." He murmured as he quickly scooted away.

Eric started flipping through the pages of the report. Butters had even placed it into a plastic folder with a cover sheet and had sourced all his references. It was worth an A+ and even Eric knew that. His amber eyes slid over to Butters who was watching him apprehensively. "You did good." He nodded with a smirk. It was more than Eric was expecting.

Butters sighed with relief and smiled happily. "Oh good. I'm glad you approve, Eric." He smiled. "So um, is there something you want to do?"

"Of course." Cartman smirked as he dropped his backpack onto the floor. Cartman was glad that Butters' room had a DVD player.

"Do you want to play some music?" Butters asked as he inched closer to Eric.

"No Butters, we can do that later."

Butters grinned when Eric had sad 'we'. 'We' was a very special word. It meant that Eric had thought about them as a group. Not just himself and then Butters, he had said 'we'.

"So um, what did you have in mind?"

"A movie." He said with a grin. Eric leaned down and pulled a blank DVD case from his backpack and got up off the bed walking over to the TV. He pushed the movie in and hit play.

"What movie, Eric?"

"You'll see." Eric smirked as he walked back over to the bed and sat down once again causing Butters to fall into him. Eric, however, ignored it.

Butters smiled a little as Eric let him lean against him as the movie began. "Butters, go get snacks or something." Cartman grunted, his eyes sliding back, locking with his.

"Okay." Butters smiled happily as he scooted off the bed and went to get Eric something to eat. Butters trot down the stairs obliged to get Eric something to eat. He grabbed a few bags of chips and a two liter soda and slowly made his way back up stairs. Butters face froze in horror as he looked at the TV. Eric had brought over a porno film. He swallowed nervously and walked over beside Eric. "Um...he-here are the snacks you wanted."

Eric didn't acknowledge Butters. Rather, merely took the food and opened one of the bags of chips munching on it. Butters sat down on the bed and watched Eric watch the porno.

Eric's hand wandered down between his own legs where he massaged himself through his jeans.

Butters ice blue eyes widened, his face flushing red. How on Earth was he going to make it through tonight alive? Butters crawled up behind Eric and pressed his forehead against Eric's back just so he didn't have to watch the movie or Eric rub himself. Not that he didn't like it, he just didn't trust himself not to react. Eric looked over his shoulder at him before looking back to the film.

"Eric..." He breathed quietly, his cheeks warming at the images rushing his mind.