OPERATION: T.I.C.K.L.E Part 2

A/N: One thing I'd like to say before you get started on this next part, thanks to all the people on dA and FF that have read and loved the first part! Hopefully this will be as good as the last, so enjoy!
Favorite this story if you like it, and read it whenever you want to [re-]read a ¾/tickle fic! ~Sadako the Wolf/The Girl from the Well

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After Wally and Kuki had admitted their feelings (and one last tickle for the oriental girl), they had hung out with each other and actually had spent the day together. The two were much happier knowing they were both in love.

Finally it was the end of the exciting day, and the blond one was about ready for bed. He took his date to her room. "Ah really had a great toime, Kuki." He smiled at her. She smiled back.

"Me too," she agreed. They quickly kissed and said goodnights, and so the Australian headed off to his room. The raven haired girl appeared to go in her room, changing to her pajamas, but then remembered what got them together in the first place, she being tickled. That's when she wondered to herself, 'I wonder if Wally is ticklish, just like I am… Hmm…'

That's when the Japanese girl thought of a plan similar to her love's. She wasn't sure if he actually was, for all she knew he could be completely oblivious to tickles. But something in her heart told her to try, just try.

Kuki sneaked out of her room and went to Wally's, quietly tiptoeing her way there. When she made it, she opened the door to just a crack, to see if the blond was still awake. Though it didn't really matter-she would try to tickle him either way.

The Aussie was, apparently dressing. The oriental girl giggled to herself, and slinked right in, completely being unnoticed as she went closer and closer to her 'prey'.

Orange shirt being pulled off, the blond grinned to himself, happy about the day that had unfolded right in front of him. He thought the day was over and was getting ready for bed, but it wasn't. Not yet, with what the Japanese girl was planning, anyway.

Then, she went for it, doing exactly what Wally had done earlier, except going in from behind him, him not knowing her existence in the room. Girly hands under bare arms, fingers moving passionately. 'Please, let this work!' Kuki begged in her thoughts.

It turns out, the Australian was also ticklish, just as she suspected. Very ticklish, she might add. Possibly as ticklish as herself, even. The black haired girl breathed an inward sigh of relief as she tormented her love.

At first, he was completely shocked, feeling an odd touch out of nowhere. But when he realized the warmness of the hands, and that they were tickling him with much success, he found out it was his oriental girl, but the only thing heard was his laughter.

"K-Kuki?! Hahahahaha! Wh-Whaddya d-doin' ta meh?" The blond gasped, breathing in air he desperately needed. He never remembered any time he'd really been tickled, so it felt like a new experience.

The Japanese girl giggled at him. "I'm tickling you, silly! This is what it felt like when you tickled me!" She moved her hands to the skin covering his ribs, much like what he did to her. Kuki wanted to recreate everything he did to her, showing him how it was like.

His laughs and chortles were as loud as hers had been. "Ahahahahaha! K-Kooks! Wahahahahaha!" The Aussie seemed to react just like she had. His face almost completely red, him almost close to tearing up, his heart beating rapidly. The raven haired girl could feel its fast beats on her fingers, thump-thump thump-thump thump-thump…it oddly comforted her.

The blond was wheezing for a breath. Being tickled really was something to him. It was odd, and yet it was…good. He wished it would stop, and then again he wished it would never. It was tiring him out, and it was making him feel good. He never knew that when he tickled Kuki, all these weird feelings were going through her body. It was a good thing, yet bad, and that was okay for him.

Now the oriental girl was almost done, as she made her hands travel all over his torso in attempt to tickle him more, for a little bit longer. Then finally, Wally admitted defeat.

"K-Ku-Kuki! Wahahahahaha! Ah g-give! Ah give! Just-Ahahahahahahaha! Just s-stop, Kooks!" he pleaded, small tears now appearing in his eyes from all the ticklings. Though it appeared that the Japanese girl was deciding whether or not she really should stop-something he didn't do, so she decided to just play with him.

She shortly contemplated it. "Hmm…do I want to, or not? Mmm…say the magic wooord!" she teased. The Australian somehow looked worried under all the laughter. 'Oh no, what would that be? Ah moight be tickled forevah if Ah don't know!' Many words went past his lips, including the predictable 'Rainbow Monkeys', which he had in fact said without calling it dorky.

It felt like an eternity to the blond before he finally remembered what the 'magic word' would be in a situation like this. "Pl-pl-please?" he stuttered, desperately hoping this was the correct word. "Okay!" the black haired girl confirmed, much to her love's relief, and stopped her fingers and pulled her arms away.

Wally was absolutely exhausted when he was finally let go. His face was almost entirely red, his entire upper half sweating. His heart still palpitating fast, yet slowly recovering into its own, unhurried rhythm. Breathing in and out speedily, trying to regain oxygen. Now he knew he had never felt anything like that before.

The oriental girl giggled again, seeing him this way. "I never knew you were so ticklish, Wally! Just like me, how cute!" She gave him a short hug, yet it almost squeezed the life out of him. The Aussie felt as if his face was about to melt off, blushing at her and being hot at the same time.

"Y-Yah, Ah…guess Ah am…" he struggled for air as he spoke, and then waited a while before he did again, Kuki apparently waiting for him. This made him ask, "Whoi are ya still here? Aren'tcha gonna go back ta ya room or somethin'?" She pondered it, and then decided on an answer.

It was another stunning saying, to the blond. "I don't wanna. I wanna sleep with you now!" He would have debated it, but he knew why. 'She loves meh, and Ah love 'er.' he reflected. 'Maybeh that's whoi…' He also thought that if he quarreled with her, she would beg him and make all sorts of cute faces so she could stay. They were nice, but using them for beseeching was just plain evil. Not really, but that's what it seemed like to him, anyway.

Motioning to the wresting ring he called a bed, Wally called, "Okay, ya can. Just lemme change ta my pajamas and Ah'll join ya." The Japanese girl cheered and climbed in, making herself comfortable. She was pleased that he would let her do this, and smiled contently.

Finally dressed, he clambered to the ring and lied next to his love. Lips met to form another short nighttime kiss. Then the raven haired girl turned away, letting the Australian wrap his arms around her waist, him trying to protect her from any nightmares. He muttered, "Goodnight Kooks. Ah love ya."

"Goodnight Wally, I love you too…" she murmured, then recalled something. "Oh, there's something else I wanna say."

The blond seemed confused, but didn't mind the statement. "What is it Kuki?"

"Happy Valentine's Day, Wally…" she trailed off, the outside of her mouth curving to form a smile.

He smiled just the same, both of them falling into a deep sleep.
That's the end! And if you noticed, the ending is a slight resemblance to what might have happened before a fic called 'Different Blankets'. Read that one (I know for sure it's on FanFiction) because it's a really cute story and really short so it won't take too long to read! Again, I hoped you liked this short fic and happy (belated) Valentine's Day to everyone!
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