Perfectly Flawed

It was 6 or 7am... Or at least something close to it... Had to be considering the sun was making it's way up into the sky. Funny; it seemed to come out of no where really. Cloud rambled in his mind as he stared off the tree covered mountain in front of them. The colorful array of orange, pink and yellow hues dancing there way over the light blue sky line was truly beautiful. Even more fascinating with a few drinks, Cloud chuckled. He lightly tapped his index finger to his lip and paused over his last thought, Maybe... a little more than a few... maybe... Cloud looked over to the boy to his right. They were the only ones awake out of their group. Cloud's mother, brother, his mother's friend and her two children and one of Cloud's friends Cissnei had all come up to camp for memorial weekend. Cissnei had passed out early on into the night; apparently she over did it with the drinks... Which, Cloud pondered, technically Cloud should be passed out right along side her really. A goofy grin plastered on his lips; obviously a bit drunk... just a bit.



"It's light out kid," Cloud stated; he wasn't all that tired, but by the looks of his new found drinking buddy, he could tell the other would fall over any minute.



"Sure is. I guess outta get myself to bed... I'll... see you later today," he asked with a sincere smile.



There was no doubt the boy had taken a very fond liking to Cloud; it was painfully obvious. And though he was cute; Cloud wasn't really 'into' him.



Cloud and the other boy both stood from their respective fold out chairs and made their way across the camp to Cloud's tent. Mike, his new drinking buddy, offered a hug as they were to part so he could return to his own camp site. Cloud accepted the embrace and melted in the warm arms; now don't get the wrong impression. It wasn't that Cloud was melting into the embrace of a lover, more like, he was melting into a comforting embrace. The contact felt strange to Cloud; his entire body numb from his consuming of alcohol. Each touch and brush of skin felt like feathers dancing across his skin and the pressure for the other one's arms and body pressed against his made his entire body tingle. It was comforting... and Cloud felt like he did deserve the attention. After all he was usually the one who did the comforting... not the other way around.



Cloud tilted his head back to speak parting words but his words caught in his throat as he saw the others eyes. There was a strange emotion flickering in his new friends eyes. A longing and desire that Cloud hadn't seen in a long time. He hardly had time to part his lips to try and speak before he felt Mike's lips dance across his own. It was a strange kiss; but Cloud in his drunken high indulged himself in it. He loved the affection; the feeling of being wanted and possibly even needed. He longed for the unfamiliar sensation of lips moving against his own; the tongue ring too was a plus. Cloud smirked as they kissed a low groan parting past the other man's lips and vibrating against his own. As soon as he felt the other boy's hands against his slender waist he slowly broke the kiss; as to not offend the other only tell him that this was as far as he was willing to go.



Mike, though very obviously disappointed, didn't push the matter. He placed one soft kiss against Cloud's forehead before saying his goodbyes and heading towards his own tent. Cloud felt a blush... or was that just from the alcohol...? Cloud giggled; yes... giggled.... as he stumbled into the tent where Cissnei was snoring with a surprisingly loud and destructive force. Even with the girl's snoring making it apparent as to where she was located in the tent Cloud still managed to stumble over his friend and nearly fall on top of her. She stirred from her sleep cursing in a slurring whispered voice. Cloud could only laugh as he pushed himself up, "Yo Cissnei.. Tongue rings are the shit!"



"Huh...," Cissnei took a moment to realize what Cloud was saying but as soon as she caught on she smirked; soon her own 'make out' buddy of the night popped back in her mind, "So, Lip rings are soooo much better."



They just laughed as Cloud whined, "Dude I need to take a serious pissssss! Come on Cissnei, walk with me!"



"Are you serious? I don't want to walk.... Aw... I think I have to take a leak... thanks for reminding me..."



Cloud and Cissnei; still laughing for really no reason at all other than the liquor that apparently was still driving their systems; walked to the bathroom huts. Along the way collecting Large blue cups that they used the night before for various drinks...



Maybe we should start from the beginning; and by the beginning I mean the moment the first toxic sip of alcohol that touched Cloud's lovely lips.



"I don't like shots," Cloud looked down at the foreign substance his eager 'friend' wished for him to consume. His voice it's normal flat tone; straight to the point.



"Ah, it's not that bad. It's a great way to start the night," Cissnei glowed as she lifted her own shot in the air. "Come on Cloud. Relax, live a little."



Live a little.... Tch... Fuck it... What do I have to lose... Cloud seemed to argue his own thoughts, Only the contents of your stomach is what...



Cissnei giggled as she poured Cloud and herself a shot. Cloud eyed the bottle in her hands; "Puerto Rican rum?" She just reassured him that he would like it as he eye balled the shot glass with apprehension. With a small sigh he tilted the glass to his lips and threw his head back; the foul liquid burning down his throat and settling in his gut. Of course by settling it meant that his stomach felt like it was on fire; his face twisted in disgust. Cissnei on the other hand only giggled; her nose scrunched a little being the only indication that she was even remotely affect by the foul taste.



"That was terrible...," Cloud muttered.



"Such a baby; here," Cissnei poured another shot and than turned to the cooler. Cloud tilted his head to see what she was digging through the ice for; he snapped back up into place as she turned around quickly in victory," This will do!"



Cloud blinked at the blue liquid floating in the plastic container, "...Cissnei... that's... kool aid..."



"No," she corrected him with a matter o fact tone, " It's a 'chaser'."



Cloud's raised brow was soon answered after five more shots of the foul liquid and sweet blue juice. It still had an awful after taste but Cloud just shrugged it off; he wasn't going to have Cissnei of all people poke fun at him all night for complaining about the taste of a few lousy shots.



Soon after they finished up the shots Cissnei pouted, "There's not much left; and I don't want your mom to get upset."



Cloud nodded; his mother would get pretty pissed if they finished off her bottle. Genius than struck, “I met this guy early; Mike. Said he would have a few drinks for us if we're interested..."



Cissnei cooed, "Ooh, you didn't tell me you have an admirer Cloudy!"



Another raised brow and a pair of crossed arms followed her comment, "Whatever... do you want to go find him or not?"



Cissnei only giggled softly, "Yeah sure, where would he be?"



Cloud shrugged, "Guess the pavilion but I don... ugh...!"



Cloud didn't have time to finish as Cissnei all but yanked him to their destination. After arriving Cloud smirked; That wasn't so hard..



The pavilion had already been packed for the events taking place later that night; nothing much just a DJ and a camp full of drunks; but it would be fun none the less. Mike wasn't to hard to spot out of the crowd; he was a larger guy, not fat per say but not exactly fit either. Tall and a little bulky Cissnei described him. Mike was talking to his younger brother and both were leaning against his car. It was a green mustang; Cloud guessed a 91' or 92'. Not to long after introducing Cissnei to Mike they were on their way to Mike's site for some drinks.



Somewhere in between the introduction to white Russians and finishing his first three he found himself heading back to the pavilion with his small group; of course yet another white Russian and a cup of Jell-O shots with a spoon in hand. Cissnei carried her own drinks; a white Russian and her own cup of Jell-O shots. Mike following right next to Cloud with a water bottle mixed with his own concoction. Back at the pavilion they all managed to find a table for themselves to sit at. The music had already started though not to many people were drunk enough to make embarrassments out of themselves. Cloud knew Cissnei was looking forward to that part of the night; but at the moment he knew what she was thinking. Cissnei let her eyes playfully trail from Cloud's to Mike, "Hey Mike; you mind watching our drinks for a minute. I need to speak with Cloud... privately..."



Cloud only shook his head, "We won't be long." Mike nodded with a smile as he gave Cloud's thigh a quick squeeze, "I'll be waiting."



Cissnei tugged Cloud behind the pavilion inching closer to him, "So we need to find someone for me too you know!"



Cloud blinked rapidly; why did it seem he was doing that so often, "What do you mean someone for you?"



Cloud was a little fearful of her but listened none the less, "Well you, Cloudy, have mikey boy over there... So who's going to give me some attention, hm?"



"I don't know Cissnei maybe he has a friend or... Wait what? Mike," he corrected, "is just a friend..."



Cissnei snickered; her breath already reeked of rum and Cloud silently wondered how bad his breath smelt, "Well that’s not the way 'he' sees it; he's a little touchy feely don't you think?"



Another arched brow and a slightly opened mouth the only response as he failed to come up with a rebuttal; but she was partially right... Mike did grab his thigh; he didn't mind but he didn't take it 'that' way. A lot of his friends, male or female, had touched him in gestures just like mike had; but he never looked upon them as anything other than friendly.



"See! Ok so now! Someone for me Cloud, focus..," Cissnei chuckled with a squeeze on Cloud's shoulder trying to stir him from his thoughts.



"Alright Alright; I'll ask ok," Cloud sighed but couldn't help but smile at his friend," I need another drink..."



"That's the spirit! Come on!" Cissnei bounced back to their table at the pavilion and Cloud followed suit both sitting in their seats. Mike smirked at Cloud's reappearance and waited eagerly for the boy to pipe up; he really was trying to remain cool but something about Cloud made the boy giddy. Cloud smiled taking a sip of his drink, "So Cissnei," Cloud's eyes trailed to the giggly girl with a hint of annoyance which was all but erased by his cheeky grin, "would like to know if you have a 'friend' that she can 'hang out' with tonight. For some reason she seems to think she's a third wheel..." Mike only snickered, "Well understandable.. Yeah I might know a guy she would like; I'll be right back... you guys want some more drinks while I'm up?" Cissnei nodded her head smiling, "Great idea!" Cloud only snickered, "We haven't even finished our..." He was cut off by Cissnei who put the blonde in a head lock, "He'll take two!" Cloud wrestled out of Cissnei's hold the sight making Mike chuckle once again, "Gotcha; be right back guys."



Some time after Cloud finished his Jell-O shots and cup of white ... whatever... he was forced to drink the rest the of Cissnei's cup; or should he say cups. Though she was so eager for another round of drinks; before they even finished their last...; she didn't seem to be fairing to well. She was already getting sloppy; and the new kid to the group... err Steve maybe? thankfully didn't seem the type to take advantage of that. Sure they kissed; a lot; as the evening went on but for the most part he remained respectful and kept an eye out for her. Cloud still watched out for him none the less but he relaxed a little.



Night had already fallen and after yet another round of drinks Cloud smirked over at Cissnei; he was certainly feeling some of the effects of the alcohol. What was the last couple of drinks... um... mudslides? Man they were good; the taste of chocolate was good anytime of the day and Cloud secretly held an insatiable sweet tooth, "Cissnei; Come on lets dance!"



Cissnei only laughed, "Cloud you dance? Seriously?"



Cloud didn't share her amusement he only pouted, "Cissneiiiiiiiii.........," he directed his attention to Mike, "Mike...?" Cloud spoke in the cutest; yes cutest; voice he could muster while pouting his lip.



Man this stuff was effecting him strangely...



Mike only shook his head, "Nyah not me little one; I don't dance.."



Cloud huffed, "Fine..... I'll just found someone to dance with!" Cloud declared with a goofy grin as he polished off the last of his drink; half a cup of... oh who cared!? He all but danced his way to the center of the crowd and lost himself in the music; it wasn't long that someone in the crowd took notice of the slender boy. Cloud shivered as he felt someone’s hot breath tickle the back of his neck and the bottom of his earlobe, "Dance with me..?" The voice was soft, no doubt female, Cloud didn't mind it and smiled. He turned to be face to face with the girl; she was by no means beautiful but she was cute. Not that that mattered really; he only wanted someone to dance with. The girl wrapped a thin arm around his waist and hung her other arm loosely around his shoulders. Cloud chuckled mentally as the girl moved in closer to grind her hips into his; it really was quite amusing to him. Sure he had people that thought he was cute or looked at him from afar but none had been so bold as to approach him let alone grind themselves against him; it was just too funny at the moment. He glanced over to Cissnei, Mike, and ?Steve?... every so often. Cissnei was all but hooting and hollering while ?Steve? laughed along side her; Mike however didn't seem so entertained. Perhaps he did like Cloud that much more; the next two songs ended pretty quickly and soon the girl planted a kiss on Cloud's cheek and thanked him for the dance before bounding off with her friends. Cloud chuckled as the girl and her friends giggled; no doubt she was going on and on about her 'dance with the blonde hottie'. Cloud mused that if he didn't have a buzz he might have thought otherwise; hilarious that such a silly drink could give him that much confidence. So much in fact that he decided; he would find someone else to dance with as well. He walked over to the picnic table; Cissnei ruffled his hair as he found his seat, "You little dog you!"



"Cissnei! Knock it off will ya, Oooh Drink," Cloud's goofy grin resurfaced as he drank the contents of his last drink. He drew the cup from his lips and stared longingly inside the cup, "...Empty..." He smiled up to Mike, "Can I have more?"



Mike's seemingly miserable demeanor all but vanished at how cute Cloud was, "Sure what would you like babe?"



"I'll come with you; we can get a few, I don't think I want just one anyway," Cloud winked and jumped up grabbing Mike's hand and dragging him along. Mike submitted to being 'dragged' through the camp to his site. Once there Cloud turned around to face the boy only to trip; he pulled on Mike for support but the other male couldn't hold his footing and they feel down the ground with a combined 'Ooummff!'.



Cloud could only burst out laughing as he fell; Mike laughing right along with him. Mike pulled himself back a little; he was practically straddling Cloud with the exception of his right leg which was pinned between Cloud's. He saw Mike try to move in for a kiss but Cloud pushed himself up with his elbows and extended his hand, “Mind helping me up?” Mike almost frowned but caught himself with a brief smile as he pulled himself than Cloud up to their feet.



After settling on something Mike called Cream sickles they headed back to the pavilion drinks in hand. The night went on a little uneventful for a while; mostly just rambled slurs and ridiculous conversations; even some odd displays of dancing and showing off in the mix. Soon the night was winding down but Cloud who had pounded drink after drink of whatever he was handed was far from done.



“TO THE CAMP SITE,” Cloud shouted chuckling as he and Cissnei hung their arms around each others shoulders; Mike and Steve not far behind laughing at the site in front of them. The two swayed and stumbled laughing as they moved along; singing raving and bursting in to loud fits of even more laughter. It wasn’t till they made it to the site to start drinking with Cloud’s mother and her friends that Cissnei finally was about ready to fall over. Cloud teased Cissnei as she stumbled to incoherent to walk let alone stand as she went on and on about… well… really nothing. Nothing she had said made any sense; the only thing that silenced her was her urges to sit in Steve’s lap and gnaw at his neck like a predatory animal; which said man didn’t seem to mind. Cloud saw he was still very much in his view and that Steve wasn’t trying anything else so he just brushed it off and went straight back into drinking. Long Island Iced Tea… that was it; straight from the bottle. Yup; and that’s what sent Cissnei over the edge; well…. She sat at the edge and puked but same thing. Steve watched her carefully and held her hair back rubbing her back to comfort her.



Cloud had to chuckle; the night before it was him puking and Cissnei teasing him… Oddly enough he had far less to drink the night before but it was Cissnei who was heaving not him… figure that one out.



“What was that about tolerance Cissnei,” Cloud called over in a mock teasing tone.



“Yo Fughk you Clo-blaaaaahaack-”



Cloud cringed, “Gross, not very attractive Cissnei!” He received the finger and laughed at her feeble ‘come back’. Soon after he helped clean her face up and set her in the tent to sleep; than it was back to drinking.



Mike’s cousin came over; a lot older than Mike but not ‘that’ much older. What disturbed Cloud was the fact that his mother; now obliterated; was hanging all over the man. Incoherently ranting on how she didn’t like him but liked that he was from where she grew up; than immediately groping said man. Cloud rolled his eyes before turning to Mike, “Any other drinks?”



Mike whistled, “You cleaned me out Cloudy-boy…..There might be one bottle…”



Mike came back not to long after with a bottle of tequila. This is where it got strange…er? Cloud did a few shots will his mother’s friend and her daughter came in blurting some strange story about a rave. And that’s why they were now wandering the camp grounds in search of said rave. But they didn’t find a rave…. Rather… they found… a tent party??



“WHERE IS THE RAAAAAAAAAAAVE,” Cloud and his mother’s friend shouted laughing the entire time. Mike, her daughter, herself, and Cloud all wearing glow sticks; oh yes they came prepared to rave…. Mike was swinging them around and Cloud watched as his mother’s friend’s daughter, Sam, danced in front of them. Sure she was sober; but that didn’t mean she wasn’t just as strange.



Out of the darkness a man’s voice, “TEEEEEEEENT PARRRRRRRTY!!!!!!”



Cloud’s brow raised, “WHAAAAAAAT!!?”



“TENT PARTY OVER HERE!!”



Cloud blinked, “What the fuck, WHERE?!”



“HERE”



“KEEP TALKING”



“OVER HERE!!”



Cloud and the other’s laughed as they shouted to the random voice in search of this so called tent party. Cloud finally stumbled upon a man crouched half way out of his tent in a pair of boxers, “Tent party!”



Cloud laughed, “Not much of a party; you by yourself there buddy?”



“Not if you come in,” the man winked and Cloud rolled his eyes, unseen by said man, and laughed, “That right?”



“You can bring your friends too; no females!”



Cloud shook his head and smiled amused at the situation, “Ridiculous…”



He turned to everyone, “No rave….. Let’s go back.”



After the ‘tent’ party they all returned safe and sound to the site; only to have quite a few call it a night. Thus was the comment that would lead Cloud on yet another escapade of binge drinking, “Don’t seem so eager to drink that stuff; they’ll be plenty left.”



Mike motioned to the Tequila; in which Cloud smirked, “I could polish that off no problem.”



Mike laughed, “Yeah right! There’s no way you could.”



And thus the most instinctual of childish responses rose at the challenge, “Watch me…”



Four cups later; and Mike believed; oh he really believed, “O-K. O-K you win you can polish off the bottle but how about not!”



You all know the rest; later on Cloud did a recap with Cissnei over just how much the two drank. They had to figure it out seeing as how they were stuck with hang over’s for the next three days; anything that bad needed to be explained. Cloud’s eyes were wide and he wrote out a list and handed it to Cissnei in class; her eyes went wide and she chuckled shaking her hand and whispered low, “You’re insane! How do you even remember that!” Cloud only chuckled at his friend shrugging his shoulders; camp was fun and no doubt their drinking adventures had only started.



Cissnei,



6 shots of Puerto Rican rum



3 ½ cups of white Russians



3 ½ cups of mudslides



4 cups of Pepsi and tequila



2 shots of tequila



Long island iced T straight from the jug



2 cream sickles



1 ½ cups of jell-o shots



1 beer



Some vodka ( don’t know how much )



1 screw driver



Should I be dead right now?