A/N: Thank you, thank you, thank you! 3 I really love getting emails about your reviews and alerts and fave-ing, etc; Thanks so much! This is a bit early, since I've been slacking lately. I drew Japan in his tuxedo if you want to see. It's on my dA account (link's in the profile!).

More fan service! This opening scene is the closest I've come to writing a yaoi lemon. Don't ask why I wrote it the way I did, I just thought it would be fun, and indeed, it was. XD This chapter also leads to more plot (finally!), though it is rather short. Enjoy!

With the softest of creaks, the mattress indented as Japan sat up in the bed and swung his legs over the side. Cracking open one eye, Germany lazily stretched an arm out, his hand grabbing Japan's. "Stay in bed," he murmured.

"But there is so much to do, and we cannot be late for the-"

"We won't be late. Our flight is for noon and it's only-" Germany sleepily glanced over his shoulder at the alarm clock on the nightstand. "It's only 6. That's more than enough time." Germany yanked on Japan's arm, forcing him back onto the bed and enveloping him in his arms. He nuzzled Japan's neck with his nose. "We can sit in a crowded, stuffy airport, or-" Germany kissed Japan's jaw, "we can stay here, if you like." His lips were millimeters from Japan's slightly parted mouth, teasing. "Which do you prefer?"

Japan tried to think practically and ignore Germany, who had started running his fingers through Japan's hair, kissing the area behind his ears. There is not much to pack, but we have to return the tuxedos to the rental store and- Japan shivered involuntarily as German stroked his back with the edge of his fingernail, tracing the curves of his spine- we need to eat something, the flight is long- Germany moved, straddling Japan and pinning his arms down gently, Germany's lips trailing to Japan's chest- and traffic will be a hassle; it is Paris after all- Japan shuddered, trying to suppress a moan as Germany slid down and began sucking at one of his stiff nipples, Germany looking up at Japan's conflicted eyes and flushed face, his blue irises twinkling with amusement-and… and- Japan released the moan this time as Germany's hand crept down to an especially sensitive area and began slowly tracing patterns around it- and… but-

Japan gasped as Germany's lips moved down to his belly button, his tongue flicking in and out. "I… we… stop!"

Germany glanced up, worried momentarily. Was something wrong?

"I agree... We should… we should stay here…" Japan panted. Germany could be very persuasive.

"Oh." Casually, Germany lifted himself off of Japan's body, clambered back up so that he was at Japan's eye level and left a chaste kiss on his lips. Japan leaned in for more, but Germany rolled over, facing away from Japan, and covered himself to the waist with sheets, a hand tucked under his cheek. "Gut. I'm still sleepy." He closed his eyes and pretended to fall into a deep slumber.

Japan stared blankly, confused. After a few moments of silence, he managed to stammer a word. "W-what?"

Germany ignored him, trying to prevent the small smile on his lips from spreading. He let out a fake snore.

"D-Doistu, what are you doing? You can't really be asleep, can you?"

The smile became a smirk.

"Doitsu. Doistu! Germany!" Japan was frustrated now and grabbed Germany's shoulders, shaking them. "Stop teasing! Anata wa ijiwaru desu!"

Germany let out another pretend snore. Japan sighed, exasperated, but smiled as an idea took hold in his mind.

Fine then! I suppose it's time for revenge.

Japan started tracing the contours of Germany's body with drumming fingers. "I suppose I'll have to entertain myself while you 'sleep'," he whispered seductively. He left soft kisses along Germany's back, continuing down to the base of his spine, his fingers ghosting across Germany's abdomen. Germany's smirk grew more pronounced. Suddenly, Japan stopped and rolled off of the bed. Startled, Germany opened his eyes and glanced around. Where had he gone? And then he felt it- that frantic, twitching sensation.

With a jerk, Germany tried to pull his feet away from the foot of the bed, where Japan had taken hold of them. "Someone is kusugetai!" laughed Japan as he tickled Germany's feet. "Where else are you ticklish?" Japan jumped onto the bed and attacked Germany's torso with wiggling fingers.

"Stop!" choked out Germany as he jerked back and forth with laughter. "Ah! Stop, Japan!"

"No! This is your punishment!" Japan too was laughing.

"Ah… stop! Japan! No… stop it!" Germany was short of breath, barely managing to get the words out.

"Make me." A determined fire burned in Japan's eyes as he spoke- but Germany rose to the challenge.

"Fine, you asked for it!" Germany saw his chance when Japan reached out to tickle his neck. With a burst of speed, he grabbed Japan's wrists and pinned him to the bed, using his legs to keep Japan from kicking. He leaned down and kissed Japan full on the mouth, silencing both of their laughter. Heavy quiet engulfed the room. Germany let Japan's hands free, allowing them to pull him closer. When the two broke apart, connected by a string of saliva, they were gasping for breath.

Japan looked at the alarm clock. "We still have a few hours," he whispered.

"Then let us make the most of them," Germany replied hoarsely as he bent down for another kiss.

Germany was right. They had enough time to return the suits, eat breakfast and get to the airport. They even had to wait a while once they arrived. Germany simply raised an eyebrow at Japan, who cocked his head to the side and smiled.

It seemed all was well again.

Once on board, Germany slept for the majority of the flight, his head leaning on the window, woken up only when Japan nudged him gently when the flight attendant stopped by. He must be exhausted, mused Japan. After all, it he's been up and about all week. Germany had returned late at night from his trip back to his home on Wednesday, gone to see China on Thursday, and taken Japan to France on Friday. Now, it was Saturday. Oh dear. It appears there was some truth to his teasing. Japan looked up at Germany, who had a bit of drool escaping from his mouth. Japan smiled at how cute Germany looked and reached for a tissue. Standing up a little, he carefully wiped the drool away. As he did, he noticed that the bandage Germany had been keeping on his neck was falling off, held in place by the collar of Germany's shirt. Curious, he looked down, seeing a bruise that looked rather like a bite mark. Did I give him this? I don't thin-

Germany opened his eyes, sensing a presence. Japan was standing in front of him, holding a tissue and wearing a perplexed expression, eyes staring at his neck. Germany moved his hand up to his neck slowly and felt the bandage that had slipped off. Panicked, Germany slapped it back on and got up from his seat. "I-I have to use the bathroom." He disappeared.

Japan stood confused, staring at the tissue. Germany was looking guilty again.

A/N: Dun-dun-dah! Or however that noise you use when something dramatic happens goes.

Yeah, Germany has quite a bit of endurance, huh? And an exciting sex life, but that's beside the point. XD

Please review everyone! :) It lets me know that I'm doing this right! ;)

Oh, yeah, um "Anata wa ijiwaru desu" means something along the lines of "You're being mean!" But said politely, of course! :) and kusugetai means ticklish, but that one was more obvious.