A/N: Wee! Chapter 4 is up! thanks to all who are still reading this and i really do appreciate all the suggestions that you have given. i was able to use some of your suggestions and i really do thank you! I love you guys!

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CHAPTER 4 – MILE HIGH CLUB?

"Don' lib 'im out op your sight, okay?" Aikawa-san concluded while Misaki and Usagi carried their baggage towards the gate.

"What?" Usagi-san asked, leaning forward. "It's hard to understand you when you have cotton in your nose."

Aikawa glared at Misaki. "Whose bault is that ediwei?"

Misaki shrugged. "You were the one who wanted the picture."

"Ediwei, sday dogether, okay? Takes lots and lots of bictures."

"Flight 404 to Paris via Air France is now boarding. Please proceed to gate 4." Came the announcement overhead.

"Oh! That's us!" Misaki gleefully exclaimed. He hugged Aikawa-san tightly. "Take care, okay?"

Aikawa-san hugged him right back. "Enjoy yourself." She then drew back and turned to Usagi-san. She held out her arms. "Hug?"

Usagi-san glared. "No."

Aikawa pouted and visibly slumped. Usagi sighed exasperatedly. His editor can be a pain in the ass sometimes, but he still loves her. She's like his older sister…or mother. "Fine. Come here."

Aikawa beamed and hugged Usagi-san. "Enjoy yourself, Usami-sensei. Take care of Misaki."

Usagi grunted and patted her back gingerly. He tries to hide it but his hands were sweating and shaking. It has been three years since that ill-fated plane crash that left him with amnesia. Even now, after therapy and after much care from Misaki, the sight of a plane still leaves him trembling.

Misaki and Usagi walked towards the gate. Misaki was so excited that his step has a little bounce in it. But he noticed that Usagi was lagging behind. Misaki stopped. "Usagi-san? Is everything okay?"

Usagi smiled forcefully through pale lips. "Of course. What makes you ask that?"

Even without him saying it, Misaki understood. He stepped forward and was about to hug Usagi when he realized there was a lot of people around. He settled it by grasping Usagi-san's trembling hand tightly. "It's okay. I'm here. It's not gonna happen again."

Usagi's eyes held a bit of fear. "But what if –"

"It's not." Misaki said harshly. "I won't let it. Not if I can help it. I almost lost you once. That's never gonna happen again. I won't let it. I won't." Misaki angrily wiped his tears away. "I won't." He whispered.

Usagi sighed, and not caring if there were a lot of people around, he hugged Misaki tightly; stroking Misaki's back, whispering soothing words of comfort. "Shh. It's okay. I know it won't happen again. Don't cry." He then drew back and kissed Misaki's red nose. "Sorry for being such a kill joy."

Misaki sniffed and smiled through his tears. "It's okay." He then placed his hand on Usagi's chest where his heart is located. "Just hold my hand if you get scared, okay?"

Usagi smiled and kissed Misaki's forehead. "Okay."

Usagi exhaled for the fiftieth time since they boarded the plane. He was seated on the aisle seat while Misaki was on the window seat. They're in, of course, first class. Misaki was busy reading the manuals on what to do in an emergency but can't help but feel excited. His first time in a plane! And he's going to Paris! Misaki sighed and glanced at Usagi-san.

"Hey, you okay?" Misaki asked, rubbing Usagi's hand.

"Yeah, I'm good." Usagi said through tight lips.

"Please fasten your seatbelts, ladies and gentlemen. We're about to take off." Came the captain's voice.

Usagi visibly paled and grasped Misaki's hand tightly. The take off was uneventful and Usagi visibly relaxed when they were already in the air. Misaki smiled and on impulse, kissed Usagi's cheek. Usagi turned surprised eyes at his seatmate but he was already immersed on the in-flight movie, The Wedding Singer, with subtitles.

At the last part of the movie, where Robbie Hart was singing to Julia about growing old with her, Misaki had tears in his eyes and was clutching his heart. Usagi looked up from the book he was reading and glanced at Misaki, amused. Misaki has watched that movie like twenty times already, just like Sweet November, A Walk to Remember and The Notebook. His Misaki really likes sappy, romantic movies. Usagi then kissed Misaki's cheek and whispered in his ear.

"I wanna grow old with you~" Usagi sang in his ear.

Misaki turned surprised eyes to Usagi then promptly blushed. "You're so cheesy."

Usagi then nuzzled Misaki's ear. "You were the one who said that sometimes cheesy works."

"Well, t –that only applies to certain situations." Misaki stuttered, suddenly feeling hot.

"Such as when I asked you to marry me?" Usagi whispered. His face is so close that Misaki could feel his breath and could almost count his eyelashes.

Misaki gulped, movie completely forgotten, as he was suddenly mesmerized by Usagi's lips. "…w-what?"

Usagi leaned forward and Misaki closed his eyes as he felt Usagi's breath on his lips. Suddenly, the heat was gone. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw Usagi was back reading his book.

Misaki glared and slapped Usagi lightly on the shoulder. "You jerk."

Usagi looked up with mock surprise. "What? What did I do?" he asked, hiding his smirk.

Misaki huffed and turned back to the movie which was now showing an action movie. "You made me miss the movie."

Usagi chuckled. "Sorry." He then leaned his face on Misaki's shoulder. "Misaki~~"

"What?" Misaki snapped.

"I love you."

Misaki struggled not to respond to that. Usagi smirked and planted kisses on Misaki's shoulder, neck, jaw and to his ear. Misaki could not help but close his eyes at the pleasurable feeling of his husband's lips.

"Ahem."

Both men jumped at the sound. They saw the stewardess was smiling at them, amused. She was quite beautiful, with blond hair and blue eyes. "Would you gentlemen care for some refreshments?"

"Coke please." Misaki squeaked. He cleared his throat and tried again. "I would like a coke, please."

"How about you sir?" She asked Usagi with a seductive voice.

"Iced water, thanks." Usagi said flatly. He glared at the stewardess. Way to ruin the moment.

The stewardess gave them their drinks and continued down the aisle, adding an extra sway of her hips.

Misaki looked back at her, sipping his coke. He turned back to Usagi-san. "She was flirting with you."

Usagi sipped his iced water. "Who was?"

"The pretty stewardess." Misaki sipped his coke, watching Usagi's reaction.

Usagi grunted as he picked up his book again.

"She was quite pretty." Misaki insisted.

"If you say so."

"I think she wanted to eat you." Misaki tried again.

"What?" Usagi asked, amused.

"She looks like she wanted to have you for dinner." Misaki emptied his glass and stared expectantly at Usagi.

"Sorry, I'm taken already. And I have a jealous husband."

Misaki spluttered and blushed. "What? Your – he's—I'm not jealous!"

Usagi looked back at him, amused. "Really?"

MIsaki huffed and settled back on his seat, arms crossed against his chest. "Of course not."

Usagi chuckled and tapped Misaki's cheek. Misaki whipped his head and glared at Usagi. Usagi placed a gentle kiss on Misaki's lips, and when he felt the younger man starting to respond, he opened his mouth and plundered the hot mouth. Misaki couldn't help but whimper at the tongue invading his mouth. He grasped Usagi's shirt as the older man deepened the kiss. The kiss was very slow, deep and sensual and Misaki could feel himself harden at the pleasurable feeling of his husband's lips.

After a few delicious moments, Usagi drew back and Misaki gasped for lack of air. Usagi swiped his thumb across Misaki's lips. "No matter how many women or men parade before me, I would still want you."

Misaki was still panting from their kiss. "Even if they're naked?"

Usagi chuckled. "Yes, even if they're naked."

Misaki smiled softly as he stroked Usagi's cheek. "I love you."

Usagi kissed his palm softly. "Hey Misaki, ever heard of the mile high club?"

"It sounds familiar. Why?"

Usagi smirked. "I'll tell you later. Why don't you go to sleep? We still have a few hours before we land."

Usagi sighed as he closed his book. He looked at his watch. It's already 1am. They just had dinner 2 hours ago and Misaki fell asleep immediately after. He looked around and all the lights in the cabin are out, except for his overhead light. He then switched it off. He looked at his seatmate. He was snoozing with lips slightly parted, and was wrapped in a blanket. Usagi sighed. Misaki looks tired. Maybe this trip will do him good. He then took the opportunity to stare at his husband's features. His face still looks the same as it did back when they first met. Usagi smiled as he stroked Misaki's cheeks. Misaki smiled slightly and with a murmur, moved his head towards the touch.

Usagi leaned forward and brushed a kiss across Misaki's nose. Usagi watched in amusement as Misaki crinkled his nose. He just looked so cute. Then, unable to help himself, he placed a soft, soft kiss on Misaki's lips. Misaki puckered his lips unconsciously, as of dreaming of kissing someone. Usagi hoped it was him he was dreaming of.

Usagi abandoned his book and raised the armrest dividing their seat. He cupped Misaki's face and placed small kisses on his forehead, cheeks, nose, chin, anywhere except that perfect mouth.

Misaki moaned softly. He was in a very massive and very soft bed and his wrists were tied to the bedpost with a necktie, unable to move. He looked down and saw that he was very very aroused and very very naked. He then felt movement beside the bed and beheld Usagi-san. He was still clothed but he has that fire in his eyes that spoke of lust and the promise that Misaki will get a very good pounding.

Misaki moved his legs restlessly as the older man continued to stare at him. He's so hard and he was about to explode. Misaki whimpered, unable to help himself. "Usagi…please…"

"What do you need, Misaki?" Usagi spoke in that voice that was enough to make Misaki come. Almost.

"You…I need…inside me…now…please…" Misaki whimpered.

Usagi pretended to be thinking hard. "Hm…maybe later." Misaki whimpered. "I have something I want to do first."

Without warning, Usagi-san swallowed Misaki's cock and Misaki cried out, mouth open on a silent scream.

Misaki moaned as he opened his eyes. He blinked slowly, trying to clear his mind. He then felt wet kisses on his neck and he closed his eyes again as he exposed more of his neck. Then he felt that a hand was gently massaging his very hard arousal. He opened his eyes again and it collided with Usagi's violet eyes. It was staring at him hungrily.

Misaki moaned softly, grabbing Usagi's arm as he moved in time with that magical hand. "You pervert." Misaki gasped as Usagi-san undid the fly of his jeans. "Molesting me…in my…sleep."

"You just looked so cute. I can't help it." Usagi murmured against Misaki's neck, now touching Misaki's hard flesh directly.

Misaki's weak glare vanished as he closed his eyes in ecstasy. "Your hands should be made illegal." He whispered.

Usagi chuckled and tightened his grip, making Misaki bucked and moan. "Shh…not so loud. People might hear."

Misaki panted. "You're not…exactly…helping…"

"Misaki…I want you. Now. I want to be inside of you." Usagi whispered harshly in Misaki's ear as he moved his fingers close to Misaki's entrance.

Misaki bit his lip as he struggled not to moan. He wanted to impale himself on those magic fingers but people might see. With glazed eyes, he looked at their other companions. All of them are asleep. Only a dozen or so people are inside the first class cabin.

"We can't…what if…people…how?" Misaki whispered as he closed his eyes in bliss as Usagi's finger found his entrance and circled it gently.

"Bathroom. At the back." Usagi whispered as he thrust his finger shallowly. Misaki bucked and grabbed Usagi's hair.

Misaki tried not to be swept away. "I'll go first. Follow me after 1 minute." And with that, Misaki struggled to remove Usagi's fingers and button back his pants. He then got up and went to the back.

Usagi leaned back on his chair, counting in his mind. 60…59…58…57…

Before reaching 40, Usagi impatiently stood up and went to the back. He knocked on the door lightly. Misaki opened the door immediately and dragged Usagi inside the bathroom. It was a small bathroom, good enough for one person but none of it entered their minds as Misaki slammed Usagi to the wall and proceeded to devour his mouth. Usagi moaned as he opened his mouth and dared Misaki for a duel.

Misaki gasped and drew away slightly, panting. "I thought I told you to wait for one minute." Without waiting for a reply, he devoured Usagi's mouth again as he struggled to remove Usagi's belt.

Usagi drew away slightly as he reciprocated by completely unbuttoning Misaki's pants. "I just can't wait." He then devoured Misaki's mouth again as he turned them around so that Misaki was the one leaning against the door.

Misaki was now panting, the lust overriding their senses and he does not care if there are people on the plane who might hear them, he just wants Usagi. Now. "Usagi-san, hurry please..."

Usagi turned him around placed kisses on his nape. Misaki braced his hands on the door as he thrust his ass towards Usagi. "Misaki…please I can't wait anymore."

Misaki looked back at him. "Then do it. Fuck me now."

Usagi moaned as he struggled to remove his pants.

Then suddenly someone knocked on the door. Usagi and Misaki paused, hoping the intruder will go away.

Then it knocked again. "Excuse me, are you all right?"

Usagi groaned as he flopped his head on Misaki's back. "Someone is conspiring against us."

Misaki couldn't help but chuckle. "Oh god, this is just freaking hilarious."

"Twice, Misaki. Twice." Usagi growled.

Then the woman outside knocked again. "Excuse me, are you all right? We are about to land."

Usagi helped Misaki with his pants. He then looked at Misaki with eyes that send shivers of lust down Misaki's spine. "Later."

Misaki whimpered.

Usagi then opened the door, looking apologetic. "I'm so sorry to trouble you. It's my husband." He gestured inside. "He got a little airsick and I was just helping him."

Misaki glared at Usagi-san. "I didn't –" he started.

"Oh that's too bad! Is he okay now? Do you want some medicine?" The stewardess asked, worriedly, afraid that Misaki will get sick on the cabin.

Usagi turned back to Misaki. "Do you want some medicine, honey?" Usagi asked sweetly.

Misaki glared and with tight lips said, "No, sweetheart. I feel better already."

"That's good." Usagi laughed lightly and stopped suddenly by the look in Misaki's eyes. Usagi cleared his throat. "We should go back to our seats, honey. We're about to land."

Usagi then grabbed Misaki's hand and left the bathroom. Misaki smiled weakly as he followed Usagi-san.

Misaki then flopped back to his seat with a moan. "I can't believe we almost had sex in the airplane bathroom!"

"Damn stewardess." Usagi muttered. "And here I was hoping we could join the mile-high club."

Misaki looked at him. "What's that?"

Usagi smirked. "It's a club meant only for exclusive members."

"Oh really? How do you join?"

Usagi looked at Misaki hungrily while licking his lips. "By having sex on a plane when it is miles and miles in the air."

Misaki gaped. "You were planning that, were you?"

Usagi smirked and chose not to answer.

Misaki shook his head in exasperation.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are about to land. Please fasten your seatbelts."

Misaki then gazed outside and stared in awe at the beauty that was Paris. "Ooh." He whispered, gazing at the beautiful lights of Paris. "Paris." He whispered.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Usagi whispered near his ear. Misaki smiled and rubbed his nose against Usagi's cheek.

"It really is."

The landing was uneventful and they got their luggages overhead.

"Thank you for flying with us. Please enjoy your stay in Paris." The stewardess smiled at them, gazing coyly at Usagi-san who just ignored her completely.

Misaki hid his smirk as he climbed down the stairs.

Misaki gazed in awe at the beauty before him. He's in Paris. The most romantic place in the world with Usagi-san.

Usagi stood beside him and kissed his hair.

"Welcome to Paris, my Misaki."

A/N: There goes chapter 4! let me know what you think! Please? :D