All right folks, here it is! My first fanfic, EVER: D I hope you enjoy! And if people think that it's really bad, I shall take it down.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, never have, never will. : P

Kaiba peered out the blackened window of his limo, out into the world beyond. What had he done? Why had he agreed to this? Never in a million years could he see himself doing this. Never could he see himself…going on a day-trip to the beach. With an annoyed sigh, he ran his fingers through his thick chestnut coloured hair and glanced at the beaming boy sitting beside him. Mokuba was already in his swimming trunks (covered in Toon Blue-Eyes White Dragons, of course) and grinning from ear to ear. "This is gonna be GREAT big brother! Thanks for agreeing to this!" Mokuba said as he hugged his sibling. Kaiba offered him a small smile, as the limo's driver began laughing hysterically. Kaiba's attention averted to him, snarling. "What's so funny?" he said, daring him to respond. The driver tried desperately to stop himself from laughing. "Nothing sir.." he said, in a very professional tone. Just pictured you in a bikini, is all.. he thought to himself.

The limo pulled into the sandy parking lot as the sounds of laughter and seagulls began seeping into the vehicle. Kaiba cringed. Maybe he was just dreaming, and this was all just a terrible nightmare. Mokuba darted out of the limo and raced over to the beach, hopping about madly. "C'mon, Seto!" he cried, laughing like an imp. Kaiba sighed and opened the door, stepping out into the lot. "Have a nice time sir," he heard the driver say, before breaking into a fit of laughter. Kaiba gave him a warning look and stepped over to the trunk of the car, pulling out a large black duffel bag with the silver initials of "K.C" emblazed on it. Mokuba dashed over to Kaiba and began tugging on his hand. "Let's go! I wanna build a sand castle first! No wait, I wanna play volleyball first..no, I wanna chase some old women! C'mon Seto!" he yelled. Kaiba sighed. "Mokuba calm down. I need to change into some appropriate clothes first.." he said. Hopefully then, no one will recognise me.. Seto thought to himself. Mokuba pouted. "Alright, alright, but hurry up!" he said before dashing back onto the beach.

Kaiba peered around until he found a small changing booth. With speed only a man late for his wedding could match, Kaiba ducked into it. Unzipping the duffel bag, he looked around for his swimming trunks. Nothing. "Oh this is just what I needed.." he grumbled. His hand slipped on something that felt like trunks. "Here we g-oh…dear….lord…" he gasped, holding up a red Speedo. Attached to it was a note that looked oddly familiar. Kaiba read it to himself.

Dear Kaiba,

We just heard! YOUR GOING TO THE BEACH! Man, and we thought we had seen it all! Well, we just wanted to say good luck. Oh, and here are a pair of Speedos we thought you'd might enjoy. Surfs up!

From,

Tristan and Joey

Kaiba snarled and ripped the note up into a million pieces. "Those bastards!" he cried. They had replaced his nerdy-looking swimming trunks with a Speedo! They'd pay for this. Oh, they'd pay DEARLY. But what choice did he have now? He couldn't just walk out onto the beach in his white coat and sweater! Everyone would know it was him! With a very tense and aggravated sigh, he undressed and put on the Speedo. Silently, he prayed for a Blue-Eyes White Dragon to spring to life and squish him. Or Tarzan. Whichever came first. Slowly, he pulled back the curtain of the dressing booth and peered outside. His mouth dropped. Dear mother of pearl, no! NOT HIM! Yugi Mutou and his Yami (which was now oddly visible to the world) were outside chatting with Mokuba! Kaiba could feel his heart race. What the hell was he going to do?

Please R&R! This is my first fanfic ever! If it gets good reviews, I'll write another chapter. : D