Quickly, I have to jet!! Mother is coming down the stairs to tell me off at being up so late GOD I AM SCREWED.

Love you guys!!

HHF~

Enjoy the crappiness of this one, too!!

Su-san was confused.

As he wondered around the house, he was finding items of clothing.

Fin's items…

"Papa, Mama's clothes are around the house, desu-yo." Sea-land poked his head around the kitchens wall with a curious look on his face. "If his clothes are there, then what is he wearing, desu-yo-"

Immediately, Sweden grabbed the boy and threw him outside and shut the door; in the space of a few seconds. There was NO-WAY that after that 'sex' talk they had had, he was letting the boy near anything associated with that. Faintly, he could hear bangs on the window, and shouts that sounded like 'Let me in, desu-yo! I am not a pervert, desu-yo!" but he ignored them.

And so he continued around the house.

There was a t-shirt in the kitchen, and socks in the living room. As he searched further, there was a belt on the stairs… and as he climbed the stairs, there was trousers at the top… he shivered, not unpleasantly, but not nicely, either. What was Fin playing at? As he reached the upstairs landing, he turned the corner, and looked outside his and Fin's room.

There was… a rose?

France.

Sweden burst into the room, expecting this to be a repeat of Christmas, where he had found Tino naked on the bed, asleep, with just Hanatamago covering his dignity.

He was sorely mistaken.

Finland stood in the middle of the room, at the front of the bed, with a really shot pair of shorts on, in the colour black. His hair was all messed up, sticking up oddly in places, and for some reason, he was breathless even if he was just standing there. He had a sleeveless top on, which stopped somewhere at his chest to reveal his smooth stomach, and his face…. He looked like he was snarling.

"You!" He pointed a finger at Su-san harshly. "Come here, now!"

Sweden shivered again. This was totally un-Fin-like in everyway. He was partially scared. Was Tino drunk, or had he been taking drugs? But he looked perfectly fine… Sweden found himself OBEYING despite telling his legs to stop moving and even gripping onto the door to stop himself. He towered over Finland, not intimidated, but slightly cautious.

"Fin-"

Crack!!

Sweden jumped as out of nowhere, a whip snapped to the side of him, and he edged back in worry. Of course, Finland was the one holding the whip, with that same nasty look on his face.

"I'm not Fin!" He growled. "You'll call me Master for the rest of the night, or else!" The whip cracked again, and it sent shivers up the older males spine. He was not prepared to ask what was going on… because the dirty part of him wanted to play along with this. And maybe… that wouldn't be a bad thing?

"Yes… Master." He said with a slight hint of defiance.

"Good. Now, get in bed. Right now." Finland said it with no love at all. Sweden put his hands up, now in slight fear, and hopped onto bed quite neatly, and sat there; until suddenly, his hands here pinned to the mattress and lips were smothering his. When they finished, Sweden was left gasping for air. No way. Finland ALWAYS broke apart before he did… who was this person and what had he done with Tino!?

"Good." The Finnish boy purred. He then held out his slender hand, smirking.

"Kiss me. From my hand, all the way up to my neck. Do it, now." The whip in the other hand made a hissing sound as it was dragged on the floor, being threatened to raise. Quickly, Su-san kissed his hand, and, inch by inch, edged up closer to his shoulder. By the time he had reached the boys elbow, however, he felt something strike his back and he prickled instantly.

"Do it harder, slave!" He hissed. "Kiss me harder! Bite me!"

Sweden was in shock at the fact he had just been whipped. Sure, it had been kind of light, but it still stung like hell. Still deciding to play along, he bit, harder, nipping gently at first, but when he heard the whip snake against the flooring, he nipped harder. Finland panted as his nipped, and wore a grin that was akin to a sadistic smirk.

"XWEVFWX!!"

They both jumped suddenly as a figure bowled out from the closet, and collapsed on the floor. The two jumped away from each other to stand beside the bed, and stared at the figure.

France.

Having a nosebleed.

"Y-you two…" He gasped, standing up and giving them the thumbs up. "You did good, Finland! Now, excuse me…" And he ran out the bedroom door and disappeared.

Awkward silence. The two turned to each other, each with a blank look. Sweden would be the first to ask questions. Assuming the 'game' was over and seeing that Finland has dropped the whip, he went back to calling him by his proper name.

"Fin… why wa' France hidin' in ther'?"

"B-because…" Finland lost that bad-ass look he had been wearing, and went all teary-eyed and flustered. "H-he was teaching me how to be 'sexy'! He laid the clothes trail so you would follow, and gave me these revealing clothes, and the whip, too..."

"… 'Sexy'?" The man arched an eyebrow elegantly.

"Y-yes!" He squeaked. "I wanted to be 'sexy' so France told me this is what people found 'sexy'! B-but Su-san…" He rubbed his arms. "Your biting kind of hurt…"

Despite the fact that he had been TOLD to bite harder, he said nothing. He sighed wearily, looped an arm around Finland's waist and pulled him closer.

"I fin' y' sexy." He said simply. "Jus' the way y' are."

Finland stammered, and then closed his mouth to avoid further shame.

"Thanks, Sweden…" He sniffled up. "I am glad. I hated being like that…"

"Yes… next tim', could y'… not hide France in th' cupboard?"

"… There's a next time?"

Su-san grinned a little, and this time, it was Finland's turn to shudder.

"Yes… an' I'll b' the one with th' whip."

Finland would get a taste of his own medicine, as Su-san picked up the whip and pushed him onto the bed, where he laid as Su-san closed the door with a Sweden-ish sort of smirk.

They were both unaware that as the night wore on… Sea-land remained outside.

With uncle France.

LOVE YOUUUUU *Runs*

FINLAND, UR NOT DOING IT RIGHT.

SWEDEN YOU RAPIST. (Why can't you rape me--shot-)