Cloud sighed at the scene before him as he entered the apartment, brow furrowing slightly.

Reno was sprawled limply across the couch on his stomach in the middle of their apartment, his face pressed into one of the cushions as his right arm drifted lazily over the edge, long fingers barely touching the cold floor, a rolled up piece of smoking paper held between them.

He wasn't asleep however, because incoherent mumbling and giggles could be heard as the redhead shifted a bit to see who had walked into their home, a crooked grin spreading across his face as he saw the familiar spiky blonde hair.

"Heya Cloud-o" He crooned out, rolling onto his back and attempting to sit up; only managing to get half way upright before collapsing back down into another fit of hysterical laughter, bringing the now identifiable joint up to his lips and taking a long drag.

The blue eyed man just shut the door softly behind him and headed over to the only window in their tiny apartment, opening it in an attempt to filter out the strong smell of marijuana now inhabiting the room. Unfortunately, the pane of glass didn't want to seem to budge more than half way open, but the blonde knew that's what they got for paying so little rent.

Reno, who was in the middle of another deep breath of his weed, seemed to find this humorous and let out a snort of laughter, smoke shooting out of his nostrils as he did so.

"It's not funny" Cloud growled out, closing his eyes as a small frown donned his features.

He hated when fire topped man was high; he became childish, or at least more so then usual. (Of course it was tolerable when they were both high, which just wasn't the case right now.)

"Whatever man, its fuckin' hilarious, your…Your hair, is like, man, it's so tall and stuff, and…The window" The thin man stopped mid sentence to take another long drag, but the look on Clouds face made him change tone when he continued;

"You're mad at me…" He mumbled, pouting and huffing another drag as he watched the blonde curiously.

The blonde didn't respond, just stalked past the clearly stoned man into the bedroom.

"Hey, where a' ya goin?" Reno called after him, and his voice cracked slightly. There was a moment of silence before he was once again nearly convulsing with laughter, this time at himself.

Cloud shut the door of their shared room and sighed, he was going to take a nap, and hopefully by the time he woke up, the redhead would be in a more coherent state.

Collapsing onto the pillows he looked at the small digital clock on the nightstand and noted that it was five o'clock in the afternoon. It was way too early for this kind of thing, and with that thought he closed his eyes.

In a few minutes he was out like a light, unaware of what Reno was up to outside.



Something warm and wet was making its way up Clouds neck when he was next aware of what was going on.

Cracking his eyes opened he saw the unruly mane of red hair hovering over him and sighed,

"Are you sober?"

" 'Course" came the short reply, but the soft panting that followed those words caused the blonde to narrow his eyes and sit up suddenly, kicking Reno off balance and onto his back.

The thin man just lay there, staring at him with a shit-faced grin while Cloud stared right back.

"No you're not" He responded softly, noting the dilated pupils and jittery blinks the other man gave every now and then.

Reno just grinned up at him and sat up languidly; it was then that Cloud noticed the line of dried blood coming out of his right nostril.

"Damn it Reno" he whispered, a slight frown forming on his lips.

The green eyed man didn't seem to respond to his words, his smile just shrank a fraction of an inch before he cocked his head to the side.

"What's wrong with you Cloudy?"

"You're coked up Red"

Reno scowled suddenly, "Quit it with that nickname crap, you only use it when you're about to say something I aint gonna like"

Cloud had forgotten how unpredictable the redhead was when in this state of mind, he'd go from happy, to angry to horny in minutes. It could be used to his advantage though, as much as he hated to admit it…

"Actually, I was going to see if you wanted to keep on doing whatever it was you were doing a second ago" He murmured out huskily, giving a tell-all twitch of his hips.

The lanky man sat them for a moment, his drugged up mind computing what the blue eyed man had just said, and when he finally got it, he didn't waste any time in straddling his hips and attacking his mouth.

While he began to undress his lover in a rehearsed, familiar rhythm, Cloud couldn't help but realize how much he enjoyed fucking the redhead while he was like this. He was obnoxious yes, but in bed it he was shameless and willing to try anything- No! He would not support Reno behaving like this, this was just a way to calm him down was all, he did not enjoy it, he did not enjo- Oh ,but it really did feel good when the thin man touched him right there, licked him at just the right moment, said just the right words.

"Nnng, Cloud…Oh…god…har…der"

Maybe Reno on cocaine wasn't such a bad thing…

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He couldn't stand Reno on cocaine.

"Damn Cloud, that was good, man I aint gonna be walkin for days, weeks even-"

"Shut up!"

He rambled and talked, gossiped and talked, lectured and then talked some more for good measure.

"C'mon man, don't tell me that wasn't the best sex we ever had, " the taller of the two continued talking, "except for that one time I gotcha ta' try ecstasy with me, remember that?"

The blonde couldn't help but remember that occasion, and he couldn't deny it had been the hottest night he and the redhead experienced, albeit it was a bit sloppy, like drugged up virgins.

With a sigh, Cloud decided to allow the red head to keep on talking and suggesting things; maybe it was just better off that way.