Disclaimer: Victorious and all of its associated copyrights are not my property and I stake no claim to them.

A/N: Busy weekends, gotta love 'em. Or hate 'em. Whichever. Either way, got perhaps a trick or treat here, depends on how you take it. This one's pretty long, you'll find out why. Also lots of inner monologue here, just random thoughts. Lastly, warnings for drug usage.

Kevin's POV

"Okay, okay, let me try again."

"Let's go, pretty boy."

Ben, Jade, and I were sitting on the couch, watching the highly amusing show of Brad trying to prove Tori isn't tougher than him. She had told him a long time ago not to hold back, and yet he still insisted he was.

He charged at her, as she easily dodged out of the way, catching his foot with her own and knocking him off balance enough that the shove to his chest had him crashing to the floor.

As he struggled to catch his breath, she just laughed, "Give up yet?"

"Fine," Brad grumbled. Tori smirked in triumph as she went to go reassume her usual spot on Jade's lap.

"You know, Brad, this is like, the 5th or 6th time she's whipped your ass in zero seconds flat," Jade said, barely containing her laughter.

"Yeah, you try to fight her!" He snapped back. Oh shit.

Ben had a thoughtful look, "We've never actually figured out which one if you is the stronger one."

"Me, obviously," Jade said with a smirk.

"Oh really?" Tori asked as she stood up.

Jade stood up as well and got right in Tori's face, still wearing her playful smirk, "Yeah."

Ben leaned over to me and said quietly so the girls wouldn't hear, "Is it just me or is it getting hot in here?"

I rolled my eyes as Brad came and sat down on the couch, out of the way of Jade and Tori, who both looked like they were coiled and ready to strike. Finally Tori made the first move, looking for an early takedown, but Jade was ready and quickly moved out of the way. Jade took the opportunity of Tori's vulnerability at that moment to trip her, but Tori caught herself and was able to regain her balance.

"Good one, but no."

Jade smirked and went for a takedown of her own, this time getting Tori down. They wrestled around on the floor for a few seconds until Jade finally got on top of Tori, pinning her down.

"I win."

Tori frowned, "Fuck you."

"Maybe later."

"Oh that's cute."

"I know," Jade said as she began to kiss Tori.

Brad leaned over to me, "Man, if only this happened every time women fought." I sighed and got up to go to the kitchen, kicking Jade's leg as I walked by so she'd stop before giving the guys too much of a show.

I went ahead and started dinner so we could eat before leaving for Pierce. Just as I expected, not even a fraction of a second after I started getting stuff ready, I heard the door to their room close. They really have insatiable libidos, good lord.

As I was about done getting dinner ready, Brad came into the kitchen to get a Pepsi, "Man, why did we ever buy a TV if we live with those two? Endless quality entertainment right there."

I had to laugh, "Because Ben and I are slightly gentlemanly and respect their privacy. And fuck's sake one of them is my sister!"

"Meh…"

"You seriously need to get laid," I suddenly heard Jade say.

Brad thought for a moment, "Bet you twenty bucks I will tonight."

"Someone's cocky. S'a deal," Jade replied.

"Alright kids, dinner's ready. Get it now 'cause it's not gonna have your name on it," I said, grabbing my own plate. They all ran to the kitchen, shoving each other out of the way to get the last roll or using distraction tactics to get their food first (Jade and Tori). I swear some days I live in a zoo.

Aerosmith was just kind of standing off to the side, watching the chaos with curious eyes. Remembering his food, I put my food on top of the cabinets, where nobody but me was actually tall enough to get to it, and went to get Aero's. Afterwards I got my food again and went to go sit on the couch to watch whatever they had turned on, apparently Fast N' Loud.

Later on we all got dressed in our usual attire before heading off to Pierce. I always love our concerts. Being in the back seems like the bad spot, not being seen and all that, but it's actually pretty cool, I can see all the others.

Honestly, I've been sitting back at these drums for four years, and every concert of those four years, I've seen the band in front of me grow and evolve, getting better every time. Sure, our first guitarist left, but we've got Brad now, and despite his occasional douchebag personality and horndog ways, he's pretty cool. No idea what-so-ever where we'd be without Ben; he's always been the level-headed one of the group, and we've needed that quite often. Then there's Jade, and damn, am I proud of her. She's awesome at what she does and nothing matters more to her than the people she loves. Such as Tori, who is the newest, but probably most influential member so far. She got the real Jade to come back, and I couldn't ever thank her enough for that.

Let's face the facts though; we've never been better than we have since Tori joined. I can't tell you what it is, but she's got somethin' that the band's been missing. Whether it'd be the more family-like attitude we've developed for each other, or the protective instincts we all share, or just the simple fact that Jade actually throws metric fuck-tons of emotion into her music these days.

The band aside, life's great. Ryder and Emma vanished off the radar, granted Emma's dead, but as for Ryder, time can only tell what he'll do. If that time comes though, he's gonna have four people to go through before he can get to Tori. We protect our own, and as far as I'm concerned, she's part of the family.

As we finish up our last song, the crowd goes nuts, as per the usual. We make our way backstage to pick up our spoils from Evan, and I see someone I'm all too familiar with who's here to greet me.

I know what you're probably thinking, what about Kevin? What's going on with Kevin? Well nothing, yet. I've got my eyes set on a certain overly-happy, perky redhead who doesn't seem to like to leave my mind.

"Hey guys!" Cat greeted us, running up and giving each of us hugs, receiving hugs (a reluctant one from Jade) and greetings in return.

"Jade, I still can't get over how amazing your singing is," Cat continued to gush.

Jade shrugged, "I kinda do it for a living."

Cat rolled her eyes, "Haven't changed a bit, have you. Anyway, come on; let me buy you guys a round of shots!"

As we got up to the bar Jade spoke to Cat, "Just get me a Pepsi."

"Oh no, you're getting at least one drink tonight. Don't have to get trashed but your 'sobriety' thing is lame!"

Jade sighed, "Fine, but get me something that Tori usually drinks, one of them sissy fruity drinks."

Tori frowned and smacked Jade's arm, to which she just smirked. As Cat came back with the shots she announced what she had brought, "Alrighty, got a Lemon Drop for the pansy and straight Tequila for the rest."

"Har har," Jade deadpanned before drinking her shot.

After Tori drank her shot she leaned over to whisper something to Jade, and Jade said something back that she grinned at, and I was honestly curious what kind of shenanigans those two were up to now.

Jade's POV

As Tori finished her shot she leaned over to me, "Hey."

I couldn't help but grin at her never ending dorkiness, "Hey."

"You're really hot when you sing, you know that?" She whispered, getting dangerously close to my ear.

I was about to respond, but Cat spoke up first, "So Josh's havin' a party tonight, you guys down?"

We all agreed, soon leaving for Josh's house. His driveway and the street his house was on were both loaded with cars, no unusual occurrence when it comes to his parties. We went inside, Josh greeting us enthusiastically; we'd always been pretty good friends.

Eventually we all ended up out in the backyard of the house, sitting around the fire pit and talking with some other friends we hadn't seen in a while. I randomly glanced over to my left, and saw Tori talking to this guy, looking extremely flirtatious. Like 'I want to be in bed with you right now' flirtatious. I was curious; I'd never seen her act so risqué before. My jealousy almost got the better of me, until I saw him hand her something, and she gave something back in return. He had a creepy smile as she walked off, you can guess what his eyes were glued to.

Tori sat back down next to me with a sly grin, and my mind was just a jumbled mess of 'what the fuck'.

"Uhh…Whatcha doin'?" I asked hesitantly.

"You wanna leave?" She asked out of nowhere, avoiding my question.

I shrugged and got up, "Sure." I told Kevin we were leaving, and then we went home to switch cars to go up to the mountain. As we were driving home, I asked Tori, "So what was up with all that flirting?"

She laughed, "Powers of the boobs. Scored some weed."

"You did what now?" I snapped, hoping I hadn't heard her correctly.

"You know, weed, grass, pot, mari-ju-wana," she replied, putting emphasis on each syllable of the last one, seeming to be very amused with herself. I was starting to wonder if she was on that shit already.

I sighed, "Why?"

Tori shrugged, "So we can share."

"Again, why?"

"Hot sex."

I opened my mouth to respond, but those two words coming from her just made my mind go blank. She spoke up again, noticing my lack of words to vocalize, "It'd be fine up on the mountain. You can get trashed and high as the sky up there and we'd both be fine in the morning."

She had a point, and man did I miss Mr. Adams. I had a full six-pack of Boston Lager calling my name, and I wanted it. As for the weed, I was still on the fence about that, "Exactly why would that create 'hot sex' anyway?"

"Drugs make it awesome. Coke's just too much of a bother for that sole reason."

"Sure. Why the hell not. Did you pay him at all?"

"Gave him my 'phone number'" she said, using air quotes on phone number.

I was beyond confused now, "Uh..."

She uncontrollably laughed again, "Fake number for a sex hotline."

I smirked, "You're sexy when you're an evil genius."

We soon got back home and I went inside to grab my gun, just in case, as well as a change of clothes for both of us, figuring we shouldn't come home smelling like weed. Tori had gotten the beer and was already waiting when I came back out. We left and I drove to the mountain as Tori played around on her phone; I swear she's addicted to that thing. When we got there she finally put it away, grinning amusingly at my faux annoyed eye-roll.

We went into the cabin, grabbing a lighter we usually used for the lanterns as we went to the bedroom we had recently remodeled. Well, originally it wasn't a bedroom, technically it was an attic. But we cleaned it up and put a bed up there (technically that was just a mattress with sheets), right under the large skylight that gives us a great view of the night sky, there's really nothing better.

I collapsed onto the bed, as Tori sat down more gracefully, I popped open one of the beers and nearly chugged it as I savored the taste of the alcohol I missed so much. Tori finished up rolling the joint as I was halfway through my second beer, and I had to laugh at the overwhelming amount of contradiction and irony.

Tori lit it and we lay back on the bed, listening to the mix of various Pink Floyd songs put together in a playlist on her phone. It really was nice, relaxing, letting loose without fear of something happening.

I took the first hit, the memories of when I first did this rushing back into my mind. But now those old, painful memories were being overshadowed by new ones; ones of serenity, lying in bed up in my favorite place, with my favorite person.

One could say I move fast, that I may not think before I do something or simply act on impulse, but the fact of the matter is that I know what I'm doing. I know I'm jumping the gun, tenfold. But when you're someone like me, with a past even slightly similar to mine, time is something precious, as corny as that sounds. There is no time for slow, because life never slows down for you, you got to keep up. But for tonight, the rest of the world just won't exist.

By now the joint was about gone, and we had managed to drink five beers between the two of us, sharing the odd one. My mind was more hazy than it had been in over a year, and honestly, here with Tori, it felt pretty good. Tori handed it back to me for the last hit, and after it was just a stub, I licked my fingers and pinched out the smoldering tip, to which Tori dramatically gasped, "You're gonna burn yer fingers off!" She said, slurring most of the words together.

"You've never done that before?" I asked, tilting my head.

Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "Why would I want to burn my fingers off?"

"All the cool kids do it," I said, and we looked at each other for a second before bursting out laughing for no reason.

"Are you saying I'm not cool?" She questioned when she finally stopped laughing.

I waved my hand dismissively and reached for the last beer, "Hush and make another one of those."

"Yes mistress," she said jokingly, though it turned me on immensely.

She turned the light on her phone on again and leaned it against the wall so she could see. I watched curiously over her shoulder as I lightly ran my fingers up and down her back under her shirt, which seemed to distract her a bit.

After a minute or two she finished it up and shoved it towards me, "Here you goooo."

I couldn't help but laugh, I was so fucked up in the head right now. "How'd you learn to make these anyway?" I inquired, maintaining some coherent thoughts.

"Must preserve some secrets, mustn't we?" She grinned as she used my line.

I used the same dramatic gasp that she did, "Vega's a druggie!"

She rolled her eyes, "It was a phase."

I lay back down and took a long hit before handing it back to her, "You should definitely get more of that stuff," I mumbled.

"Why don't you do it? You have better boobs," she said as she traded the joint for my beer.

"Not just about the size of the boat, babe. S'about the motion of the ocean. I don't have that natural flirtatious attitude."

I'm sure she was about to be grateful for the 'compliment' until she realized what I actually said, "Wait, what do you mean 'natural'?!"

I rolled over and kissed that sweet spot on her neck that always drove her crazy, "No, just saying that you're naturally irresistible."

She sighed, "You're full of bullshit, you know that?"

"Yet you still love me."

"Unfortunately."

I made a noise of slight annoyance as I continued to place kisses and occasional bites on Tori's neck. She suddenly put her hand under my chin, tilting my head up so she could kiss me, and even though we were both so fucking out of it, the kiss was still full of passion and love. It was when we pulled away and couldn't actually see each other that we realized it was pitch black in the attic; clouds had rolled in, blocking out what little light the moon provided. I went to go get one of the oil lamps, nearly tripping down the entire fucking ladder. Note to self; don't climb ladders while highly intoxicated and/or simply high.

I used what little light I could get from my phone to find one of the lamps and very slowly make my way back up the ladder, good lord that was a chore.

When I got up there, the first thing I noticed was Tori was now using her phone for who knows what. The second thing I noticed, which was revealed by the light coming from her phone, was that she was entirely naked aside from her panties.

Though I was aroused beyond description, I still had to comment, "You know, when people do that they usually top it off with a seductive pose, not playing with their phone."

She glanced over at me with a sly grin, "'Usual' isn't my specialty, sorry."

I lit the lamp, then went back over to lay down next to her, taking a large drink from the beer before handing the remainder to her. As I went back to kissing her neck, I decided to play with her a bit, "So when do you wanna get married?" I knew full well she wasn't capable of coherent thoughts when I do this, and it drives her absolutely mad.

I moved my hand down, caressing the inside of her thigh with a light touch, "Next week? Next month? Month after? What're your plans?" I continued to question her between kisses. One thing that drives me mad is simply her scent. Her naturally aromatic smell mixed with the sweetness of her perfume that created an intoxicating fragrance that puts me in a trance whenever she was near. At this moment, she's very near, and I'm on the edge of insanity.

"Stop it," she was barely able to grumble at me.

I smirked, loving the effect I had on her, as I shifted slightly to trail my way down to her breast, kissing everywhere except where she wanted me. I finally gave into my own selfish desires and circled my tongue around her nipple before sucking it into my mouth, repeating the licking, kissing, and slight sucking in no particular order, and then did the same with the other breast, all the while listening to the wonderful sounds of her heavy breathing and occasional moans.

After she practically pushed me off and down, I finally gave in to her wishes and settled myself between her legs. I still wasn't going to entirely give in yet, though. I began a slow trail of kisses along the inside of her thigh, getting dangerously close to her soaking wet center, moving away just as she tried to shift down to get some type of friction. I repeated the same actions with the other leg, no doubt frustrating her to no end.

I'd done this a hundred times, and had it done to me just as many, but every time I liked for it to be special, to not just be another time. Aside from quickies, no time for special there; still is though. I mean come on, you can't love somebody this much and just have sex with them.

I went to take her panties off, marveling at how she still gets so wet whenever I do this. I tossed those aside and wrapped my arms around her legs, placing light kisses on the sensitive parts of her thighs, smirking every time she swore at me in Spanish. I always loved getting her so worked up, that face she'd have, stuck between pleasure and frustration, was enough to get me wet.

I drew lazy, slow circles on the inside of her thigh with the tip of my tongue, very close to where she was desperately trying to make contact. I suddenly felt her hand on the back of my head, pushing me into her. I couldn't help but laugh at the level of aggression she sometimes gets to when I make her too frustrated; the vibrations from my laugh of course only stimulating her more, causing her to sigh in pleasure.

As I lay here, still managing to frustrate my girlfriend even more so than I already did, I'm going to entertain my inner monologue a bit more. Pink Floyd is the absolute best band to have the sexy time to. Why? Better question is, why not? Animals is a brilliant album, and perfect for lovemaking. But unfortunately, Tori's a goof and doesn't have it on her phone. So here I am, making due with The Division Bell. It's a good album too, trust me, but nothing compares to Animals.

Right, the entirety of the reason. Tori continued to profusely swear at me in Spanish, promising my almost certain demise if I didn't hurry the fuck up. From the little Spanish I did remember, she was also talking dirty, and I loved it. As I stopped for just a brief moment to catch what was playing, I realized Marooned had just started. Hmm…bet I can make her cum before this song ends…

Accepting the bet from myself, I set right to work; the sudden jolt of pleasure from my tongue connecting with her center caused a moan to escape her. This was nothing new to me, one could actually say I'm quite familiar with the female anatomy since meeting Tori, since we both pretty much have a one-track mind; obviously that one track is sex. I knew right where that little bundle of nerves was, and I was purposely avoiding it, and I swear, if she wasn't in such a trance at the moment, she'd be homicidal towards me for this torture. I was enjoying it though, my tongue practically dancing around her clit as she continued to groan in frustration and shift to try to make contact.

As the music picked up I smirked, knowing she could feel it but couldn't react before her clit was in my mouth, and I was giving her all the friction she desired. After all the teasing I did, I could tell she was already very close. As she was moaning my name and various obscenities, both in English and in Spanish, I couldn't help but think, they should make an album out of the sounds, fuck's sake this is hot.

True to my bet, about half of the way through the song Tori suddenly put both of her hands on the back of my head, holding me tight against her as she let out a rather loud and drawn out, "Oh fuck, Jade…"

I just continued the stimulation as she rode out her intense orgasm, still occasionally shuddering as the waves of pleasure continued to crash into her.

When she finally collapsed back down onto the mattress, completely exhausted and panting to catch her breath, I just smirked, proud of myself. I turned my attention back to her core, and focused on licking up all of the dripping juices, can't let that go to waste. All the while I was lightly dragging my fingers up and down her sides, this simple motion always made her happy for some reason.

I finally finished my task and went to lay down next to her, just as I heard the music fade out, and I just grinned in amusement.

Tori pulled me over to her for a long, slow kiss. As I kissed her, I noticed the distinct taste of the weed smoke, recent, not like she had smoked it 10 or 15 minutes ago. I pulled away slightly, laughing, "You smoked during sex?"

She looked at me with dreamy eyes, "You should try it, and while you're at it, learn to be a bottom; you're not gonna tease me like that and get away with it."

I smirked and rolled over onto my back, picking up the joint and relighting it, "Yes mistress."

A/N: I wasn't entirely happy with how 'Cloud Nine' turned out, and said I'd make better smut when I could. So, yeah. Hope this is better. I'm not one to promote drug usage, and I personally have never done any type of drug, so I can't be certain of the reality of the effects. As for the smut, I honestly can't help but make most everything I write, even if it's serious, slightly humorous; so of course we've got the girls' usual back and forth banter.

Disclaimer time, here we go: Animals is a very good album by Pink Floyd, as is The Division Bell, Marooned being a song from that album. Fast N' Loud is a show on the Discovery Channel, pretty cool, fun to watch. Lastly the name of the chapter is based off of the song Drunken Lullabies by Flogging Molly. None of these are of my creation.

A side note as well, that little easter egg I put in the 'Future's So Bright' chapter, was the Revel Entertainment record company. That name being a parody of Victory Records, one of the main labels for A Day To Remember, one of my favorite bands.