Oi, I am so sorry! This is shorter than the last and the wait was so long but I wrote about 90% of this, excluding my OMAKE at the end, on my phone, so, yeah! I must admit, though, writing it on my phone was... fun.. kind of. It might also because this is the chapter I've DREAMED about! Seriously! I had this idea since about ten minutes after reading the first review for this. It just... I NEEDED this. BAD! So, yeah, lime and stuff happens and I am so happy~ Oh, and the reason I didn't write this on the computer was for the exact same reason it took forever to write MMFGP's chapter five as well... and then TPATH's chapter five took forever because of some stuff... Dang, Remind me, if I ever try to write an ongoing fic, END IT AT FOUR! T.T Sorry this is at the beginning but I just want to tell you all, when you reach the end of the REAL story, don't worry, this is definitely a Switzerland/Japan story! Anyway, please, enjoy and review. Honestly, you people...

Switzerland looked around the room as Austria shifted around in a closet for something decent to give. One side was filthy with erotic magazines on the bed, sheets scattered, food rotting with wrinkled clothes beside it. Clearly that was Prussia's side. The one he was, thankfully, in was almost annoyingly proper. Only traces of a mess being some straying music sheets on a dark wood desk. The Swiss could only imagine what the Austrian would normally act like.

The blond was curious, though. He didn't like getting help and the fact it was from someone considered practically a stranger did nothing for his pride. It was very random to say the least.

"So why exactly are you helping me?" he asked perhaps too harshly.

Austria 'Hm'd' as he turned holding a simply white undershirt out for him. It wasn't what he expected but a lot better than what he had or something frilly. Austria sighed and gave a kind smile before speaking.

"Well, seeing how often the Swiss helped the Austrians in time of need, I think this is only fair. Besides... you really wouldn't want to be shirtless here... It's not... wise to say the least. Here." Austria explained passing the top over.

Switzerland quickly put it on and stared disbelievingly. "Yeah right. National debt is hardly a reason to help out a stranger. Someone as prissy as you seem wouldn't just go by passing out shirts."

Another sigh from Austria as a light blush vaguely appeared on his skin. "Well, you may not have met her but... my ex, Hungary, she has this... obsession over males... with other males, you see and... I admit, that I was helping myself by helping you but, with her, really no attractive man is safe. If she would have saw you shirtless I believe I would have never heard the end of it. She would go on about me needing to loosen up and 'take the stick out' and just 'claim some vitals, already' and with the nations we have around here, you would be bound to get molested and her crazy mind would just rant and rant about how much I would need to, erm, 'fuck you'. Trust me, as handsome as you are, I am very content with how things are now. I just can't go through with her trying me set me up all the time with any nation that she can fool herself into believing is gay." Austria explained sliding up his glasses.

Switzerland couldn't believe this new information. Sure, he was bothered by the way Austria was acting but he was mostly furious that his own innocent sister was with that corrupting influence! There was just no way he could let her be so tainted!

Switzerland got up quickly and walked towards the door, much to Austria's confusion.

"And just where are you going?" the brunet asked curiously.

"N-none of your damn business! B-but tell me, do you know where she would be around this time?" the Swiss questioned worriedly.

"She's the type to just tour around for anything male loving. I would bet my piano she has a sixth sense for spotting things out like that. She would often insist about something between America and Russia or Germany and Italy. Greece and Japan are the ones she tends to stalk lately, though..." the Austrian explained vaguely running his fingers through his hair.

Switzerland didn't know why, but that last sentence made his heart sink a little at the thought. With dread slowly filling him, the Swiss nodded almost kindly and left the Austrian's room in a hurry.

...~

Japan laid in bed silently. He heard his loud Korean cousin talk and eat loudly and knew if he didn't stay wary of the other's actions, Kami knows what would happen.

He felt so fuzzy now. Not tired or happy, a little fuzzy, tingle just crept in him. He tried to focus on nothing, but always popped up. A certain blond something whose appearance was more enjoyably without his shirt on.

Japan mentally scolded himself about how wrong that was but forgave himself every time. The Swiss's image seemed to perfect when the were like that, close and... feeling so very warm. Japan knew under the light sheets he was blushing but couldn't think of a reason why! Sure, he liked the blond as company, or at least thinking about him was nice, but why blush? Especially if the only one around to know is himself.

Suddenly he heard some goodbyes said and soft laughing from his roommate and the Korean plague and then a door shut. Slowly he heard approaching footsteps come near and shake his shoulder so gently.

"Japan-chan~ I very much doubt you are sleeping. Are you alright? I didn't know you hated Korea so much. He's a bit energetic but he's not so bad if that's the problem. What happened?" the Greek male asked softly still sweetly stoking Japan's side.

Japan shrugged off the massaging hands and blushed deeper barely having he blanket uncover his eyes. "N-nothing is wrong Greece-sama! Just a bit tired is all. Do not worry over me, the Japanese are a strong people! Just let me rest okay? I feel a bit warm but, I will be able to sleep it off, alright?"

Greece frowned at his friend fearfully getting up quickly. "That's horrible! I'll get you some ice right away!" and with that, Greece ran out of the room.

Japan slowly slid off the covers and sat up to see the now vacant room and sighed. Switzerland was still in his head! He wish he could have just taken a picture and have the merciless image in his head with no escape but for now, he settled for taking out his sketch pad and began the outline of a human. Within about three minutes the pants and hair were finished and all that was left was the face, arms, and chest details.

Arms were easy to make creating the fine lines that implied the strong muscles and did the same with the chest. Everything seemed accurate enough to the point where Japan shivered a bit at the perfect image. The Swiss' face but that was the hardest part.

Feeling a little devious, the Japanese smirked as he drew a beaming smile and soft eyes. It wasn't exactly how he looked in the moment but somehow the blond had a smile that could melt him if bore into the sight for too long. Maybe a blush would do nicely as well?

Light coloring fading into the pencil drawn cheeks and Japan blushed himself. This was a foolish thing to do! It was weird or... Stalkerish even! But it was all Switzerland's fault! It was! No one ever made the quiet Asian stutter or blush like that. The Swiss was perfect, and he wouldn't leave his mind! This was only a venting method just to get his mind's obsession on paper and then just throw it away.

Really!

Still after seeing the completed image, Japan felt himself tingle even stronger than before. Sketched Switzerland looked even more... erotic than the real image. His body seemed to throb viciously in his lower body and he could hear his mind and beating heart screaming in his ears.

He felt so weak, needy. This was unusual for the clean Japanese. But his body needed something, anything to touch him, but he didn't know how or why.

On instinct, the Japanese let his hand travel to place feeling most effected in his pants and stroked slowly. A moan escaped his lips along with a breath he didn't know he was holding. It felt nice to touch it, but it also felt so wrong and dirty. He wondered lazily as he touched himself if it would feel any better if it was someone else touching. Another pair of hands grabbing him and going up and down the erection with a quickening pace. For a brief second he imagined it was Switzerland's and it did feel better, but only for that second.

A few pumps later, Japan felt close, so very close to having something spew out of him and onto his clean sheet before he heard a door close and something fall to the floor.

The arousal died down severely but nowhere near enough to the point of the normal softness at the sight of Greece standing close to the door with a melting sack of ice on the floor. Japan saw many expressions cross the tanner man's face from a surprised look to one of mischief as he strolled himself slowly over.

"Japan-chan? If you were feeling like this, I would have helped you. Here I'll make it better..." and that was all the Greek said before leaning in and kissing Japan's awkwardly covered manhood.

Greek held Japan's hands firmly over his head and smiled at the soft mewls the Asian was making. They weren't very loud and not exactly encouraging, but to get this out of Japan of all people, the Greek knew he was doing well as he kissed as sucked the slick erection.

"A-ah! Wh-what is this? Wh-why is it s-so good?" Japan innocently asked unknowingly arching into Greece's wet mouth. The Greek was taking him so sweetly as he licked all over and repeatedly took in the decent sized arousal all the way to his hot throat. It was so hard to be as silent as he was but there just weren't any words to really say at a time like this. The sounds Japan did make made him sound like a fool and was completely embarrassed by his roommate's advancement.

"If chu dunt know what t' say, y' can juhs say mah name." the Greek murmured making sweet vibrations through the poor smaller male's body.

" Ah! B-but G-Greece-san! I do n- no know why! It feels like so-something will! Ah! No! No! It's so... I d-do not!" Japan moaned trying to fight off his approaching orgasm as the Greece made him feel so amazingly wrong. He could not release saying the brunet's name. Japan just could not!

With the sight of Japan looking like he would come any second from the Greek's mouth, Switzerland walked away from the not fully shut door quietly so as not to disrupt the two 'lovers' sad and slowly. The walk back to his own room already seemed like a long one as he failed to process what his mind just saw.

"Amazing how someone can act so shy and innocent then let someone else just suck them off without an ounce of shame..." the Swiss thought bitterly ignoring all the things around as he changed his destination to nowhere and mindlessly toured around the school.

Then, by the the time blond was far out of earshot, Japan shot out his seed into Greece's mouth with the only sound made was him moaning very loudly "Switzerland!" and panted as he saw Greece's face look positively crushed and let the sticky substance drip from his lips.

Feeling his mistake immediately, Japan sat up and tried to help his friend clean up his own juices from the two and apologize.

"G-Greece-san, I am so very sorry for that! I, um, I do not know! I am so sor-" Japan is quickly cut off by Greece's lips pressing against his own harshly with sad and cold eyes staring into his own.

"I bet... that you did not feel half of what I felt from that kiss." is all Greece could bring himself to say walking out of the room to leave a confused and also hurt Japanese on his own.

...~OMAKE~…

Japan took his pencil and sketched pad and got to work. Yes, this was how things should be! The other image was so... wrong, but now, Japan had drawn what is right. No way the Swiss could be such a gruff and gun-loving man every thought he was!

With sure strokes, Japan drew the base of the blond and started on his clothes. The sweet, valley-maiden dress with a long apron and long stockings that reached his bloomers! Innocent felmale shooes filled in with lead to become black enough to match the ribbon in the center of his swift short hair. Japan knew it was still incomplete, though...

The skilled Asian began to drew the face of peure kindness and a loving happiness on the male as he carried a basket filled with goodoes as he sang pleasent moutain tunes to his furry firends. Japan was in love with his Swiss image and vowed to make it a reality as he heard the door barge open to reveal the now shirted blond.

"Kiku! Don't let Hungary comtaminate my sister's mind with your hot, sexy man-friend making softcore ametuer home porn and come with me to stop her!" He ycommanded breathlessly, face slightly flushed.

"On one condition~"

TBC! XD

Once again, I love you guys, so if you actually want me to continue with the OMAKE as well, say so in a review~! Thankies!

In a cleaner version of the Eng. Dub, I pray I misheard Switzerland's words. If it's 'man up' I, well, I admit, I still want to freaking PUNCH him, if it's 'back off', he's dead to me. If you want a link... Meh, there's too many links! Here's a link from the same guild I ALWAYS promote's thread that has a bunch of parts... Or you can watch the forst four episodes in English somewhere. Can't remember...:

http: /www. gaiaonline. com/guilds /viewtopic. php?t=19539525