"All you need is love…" the Beatles proclaimed from the speaker above Cloud's head. He absently twirled his sword around and impaled it. "Loooooooooooove…" the Beatles croaked as it died. He knocked back a bottle of beer in one gulp, and then took out the next speaker in line with the empty bottle.

"All you need is love… bullshit." He muttered.

"…Watch the glass." Squall said as he shook bits of glass out of his hair. He drew his gun blade and swiftly shot out the two remaining speakers. He drained his own beer.

"Women…" Cloud continued, his voice gradually rising in volume with every gulp of beer. "…the good ones die on ya. The others wear tight clothing to get 'cha all hot and bothered and then refuse to put out. Even after you save their fucking life!"

"too true…" Squall sighed in reply. He had been less than pleased with Rinoa's decision to take her dog to a special training school that was a long way away, and even less pleased with the man she'd chosen to escort her there. The line about there not being a hot enough sun to melt his ice-cold heart had hurt, too. Just when he had finally thought he might be warming up to her a little, she hooks up with a vamp.

Cloud settled for just slamming this empty down hard enough to crack the bar. How he cracked good oak without shattering the bottle was beyond Squall. "I need some 'un who's as strong as me. Who doesn need resc'ing. Can't fail 'er then. I need some 'un who's as horny as me, soshe don't jus teash me all the time.."

"…Sounds like your ideal woman's a guy." Squall replied dryly.

Cloud looked absolutely dumbfounded. "Duuude… I think you're right. You're a geniush man, no you're my soul mate!" He leaned over and kissed Squall soundly on the lips.

Squall's eyes widened. As he caught Cloud, who'd leaned into the kiss a bit much and fallen off his barstool, he thought, "Ah, what the Hell. I'll probably regret this in the morning…" He whispered in Cloud's ear. "Your place or mine?"

The last trace of drunken slurring faded from Cloud's voice as he said, "Yours. I'm sharing a room with Red XIII to save Gil." Squall silenced him with another kiss, and whisked his golden-haired "princess" up the stairs.