A/N: I bring you the next part! Edited the last chapter too so it's easier to read. I didn't know how to do so before, excuse me. Still trying to figure this uploading thing out XD.

Warnings: A shirtless Gilbert and shameless flirting. Enjoy!

Gilbert was sitting in the 'Torture Chair' as Johan so affectionally called it, and looked at the equipment in front of him. A huge needle, a package of wet wipes, some disinfectant, a book with photo's of the tattoo's Johan has done, and a few pictures of the Prussian Eagle he printed out. Gilbert took one of the prints and ran his fingers over the smooth surface. In a few moments the Eagle would be a part of him, and he couldn't help but smile at the thought.

'It took me a while, but I'll finally be able to fulfill my promise, Gramps.'

He smiled as he put the print back on the table and leaned back in the chair, waiting for Johan to show up. What the hell was taking him so long? He'd been waiting for ten minutes already! Getting tired of waiting he got up and walked towards the office. He found Johan sitting behind the desk with some more prints of the Eagle and a sketchbook.

'Why did you print so much? You could have just taken a few of the prints in the other room.'

'What are you talking about? I didn't print any new pictures,' Johan said, eyes still fixated on the sketchbook as he kept scribbling.

'Are you blind? There are a bunch of prints on your desk! Like this one here!' Gilbert picked up one of the prints and wanted to shove it in Johan's face, when he noticed something. Except for the Eagle the paper was completely blank. It felt different, too. It wasn't as smooth as the print he had in his hands a few moments ago. He looked at Johan, who was still scribbling, and then it hit him.

'Did you draw all those Eagles on your desk?'

'Yup. I always make a few sketches of a tattoo beforehand. Makes it easier for me to ink them on skin later.'

Gilbert couldn't believe his eyes. The sketches looked like they could fly off the paper at any given moment. And that intense stare…

'Hmph. Are you quite done scribbling yet, I don't have all day.' No need to compliment the guy, that would only make him more arrogant than he probably already was.

'Hey, it's easier to erase a mistake on paper than on skin. Less painless too.' Johan was still drawing, and after a final strike with the pencil he put it down and smiled. He turned the sketchbook around and showed Gilbert his latest piece. 'And I'm done. I wanted to use this sketch, what do you think?'

Gilberts jaw dropped.

'I'll take that as a yes.'

'About damn time we got started.'

'Like it's my fault you were paralyzed by the greatness of my drawing. I was just about to slap some sense into you when you decided to snap out of it,' Johan said, still grinning at the memory. He should have taken a picture, that look on his face was priceless. He'll have to remember to draw it in his sketchbook later.

'I was not paralyzed okay! I was just glad to see that you did the Eagle justice!' Gilbert crossed his arms and looked away, trying to hide the blush that crept on his cheeks.

'Glad to get your approval,' Johan said laughing. 'Okay then, take your shirt off, lay back and let me work my magic!'

'Magic. Right.'

He removed his shirt and necklace and handed them over to Johan who put it at the table behind him. He shivered a bit as the cold leather of the chair touched his bare skin as he leaned back. Johan took out a pen leaned closer to Gilbert, looking him over and chuckling.

'Nice body. Do you work out?' Was he mocking him? That bastard was gonna get it as soon as the tattoo was done. He'll just humor him for now.

'I know, my awesome body is something else. You can stare at it as much as you'd like after you're done. Aren't you supposed to use that needle of yours?'

'In a minute, I need to draw the tattoo on you first as a guideline. And is staring all I get to do?' Johan put his hands on Gilberts chest and started drawing. 'I kinda like what I'm feeling,' he said with a wink.

'Do you flirt with all your customers?' Gilbert willed his blush away. He got this kind of attention from women all the time without blushing, why would this be any different? Just because a guy was flirting with him this time? Hell no, he was too awesome for this.

'Only with the interesting ones. And you're the most interesting customer I've had in a while.'

'You must get pretty lame customers then.'

'Hells Angels, musicians and top models do get boring after a while.'

'Top models are never boring, what the hell is wrong with you.'

'You've obviously never hung out with models before.'

'Who says I haven't?'

'I would have heard about you if you did. I have connections in that world,' he said with a grin as he put the pen away and held a mirror in front of his chest. 'Take a look, this is what the lines will be like. I'll color it during the next session.'

'I have to come back?' Gilbert looked at his reflection and nodded in approval. It was the perfect size. Not too big, and details like the crown, staff and globe were visible. He could already imagine how awesome it would look after it had been colored.

'Yeah, your skin needs some time to heal. '

'Aha.' He leaned back in the chair and watched Johan get ready. He washed his hands, put some thin plastic gloves on and grabbed the disinfecting gel, rubbing it on Gilberts chest. He shivered again when the cold gel touched his skin.

'Well well, do I excite you that much?'

'You wish, pervert! It's a miracle no one has sued you for sexual harassment yet!'

'What can I say, I'm just that good,' Johan said grinning. 'Seriously though, I do need you to stay still. If you keep moving too much the tattoo will be ruined.'

'I know that! I can take it. I'll just look away or something.'

'Well, I know a way to keep you distracted.'

'I doubt you can tattoo and make out with me at the same time.'

'I know you want me, darling, and I'll be happy to comply after I'm done. Do you know the game 20 Questions?'

'You wanna play 20 Questions?'

'In a way. I'll ask you a question, you answer, and we keep switching until I'm done.'

'Hmph, I guess. Okay then. Ask away.'

'Great!'

Johan grabbed the needle and turned it on. A small buzzing sound filled the room and Gilbert tightened his grip on the handles of the chair.

'This will sting, but I need you to stay calm, got it?' Johan asked as he looked at Gilbert. Gilbert nodded and Johan put the needle to work.

'Good. Okay, first question.'

A/N: I keep failing you, Gilbert! I made you way too tsundere! But you got to flirt and bicker, so it's not too bad! I hope.

The next chapter will pretty much be the two of them talking and getting to know each other better. I already have a few questions in mind, but I'd love to hear your ideas too. Leave any question you want the two of them to answer in a review and I'll throw it in! Thanks in advance!