This will be a slightly humorous, a little romantic, and very steamy.
Disclaimer: I do not, repeat, DO NOT own Yu-gi-oh, its' characters, their relationship to one another, etc.
Pairing: JxH; brief mention of YxYY, RxB and JxS
Warning: Yaoi, lemon, extreme OOC, drinking, buddyshipping..everything your mother warned you about.
Summary: The boys are having a party to celebrate their highschool graduation;
after a few too many drinks and a game of "questions," Honda Hiroto makes a few
confessions to a certain blond bishi. (From Honda and Jou's POV)
P.S: A Star* represents a little note at the end.
--------Honda's POV--------------
The graduating class of Domino High waited anxiously as the clock ticked minute-by-minute;
each second brought the students closer to their ultimate freedom: leaving the wretched highschool
and never looking back. Yes, it was a glorious feeling; knowing they would never have to sit in
one of those horribly uncomfortable chairs again until they made their way to university.
A few had plans; some had already put in their applications to their next school of choice,
others had just decided, quite frankly, to be bums, but most were just happy to carry a diploma
and would cross that bridge when they came to it. Honda Hiroto was one of those people.
Honda didn't exactly have a plan for life after graduation; he knew he liked motorcycles,
and figured he would turn his hobby into a worthwhile career. He knew that he wanted to have
a house out in the country somewhere, far, far away from Domino City, but wasn't exactly sure
how he was going to fund it yet. For the most part, he was pretty content with his future, except
for one aspect of his life that was completely mind baffling: his best friend.
Honda gulped as he looked across the room at the aforementioned boy; to Honda, Jounouchi
Katsuya was the image of perfection. Dirty blond locks with subtle golden highlights, a medium build
that was just muscular enough to give him an image of masculinity but still soft and supple,a few
freckles that barely dusted the bridge of his nose and those gorgeous amber eyes with the
tiniest flecks of gold surrounding the iris. All of it was just enough to cause a stirring in Honda's
loins. He'd been battling with his feelings for Jounouchi for quite some time; ever since he'd lingered
just a little too long at the smaller boy in the shower room, freshman year of highschool.
Ever since then, he'd been observing Jounouchi's most subtle of features and had fallen in
love with each one of them.
He knew quite well of the blond's sexuality; throughout most of their highschool years,
Jounouchi had made a reputation for himself as a bit of a boyslut, for both men and women.
His "relationship," if you could call it that, with Seto Kaiba had ended after the CEO began to
expect some progress toward something serious, whereas Jounouchi, as he himself put it, "just
wanted to have a few good fucks.*" Honda often suspected that Jounouchi DID in fact have serious
feelings for Kaiba, as he sunk into a momentary bout of depression after their nasty breakup,
but he always chalked it up to Jounouchi just not being on the same maturity level as his lover.
The confusing part was not whether he would face rejection from his blond friend; he
could probably talk him into a one-night stand if he really tried, but that wasn't what Honda
wanted. He LOVED the boy, on a much more intimate level than he'd ever been on with anyone.
Nonetheless, even THAT wasn't the truly confusing part. What completely threw Honda for a loop
was that before he caught himself eyeing up his best friend, he'd never considered himself to be
gay before.
Most of Honda's friends had confessed their sexual preferences at some point or another
during highschool; Ryou had been the first to come forward, with a beet red face, and confess
his relationship with his darker counterpoint. Said counterpoint, Bakura, had his arm slinged
over Ryou's shoulder and a dirty gleam in his eye. Yugi was the second; he was much less shy
about his confession than Ryou, as he sat in his Yami's lap and twirled one of the yellow streaks
framing his new beau's face. Jou, however, made no confession at all. It was just obvious.
It was believed that Jou had lost his virginity to some asshole during freshman year;
no one knew exactly how it happened, or why, but ever since Jou discovered the power behind those
big brown eyes oozing sex appeal underneath long, black lashes, he was not afraid to admit to
being a bit of a deviant and using it to get whatever he wanted.
At the rate their little group was going, it seemed that Honda was going to be the only
one to get through highschool without a very interesting sexual past. Sure, he'd had a fling or
two with a few of the girls in Domino high; both he and Jou had entered the school freshman year
with the intent of earning quite a few new gnotches in their belts. He'd never had a girlfriend
though, and had never even considered having a boyfriend, until he realiZed his feelings for
his steamy blond friend. Oh, what he would like to do to that boy, if he could only...
"Honda?"
Honda jumped as his train of thought was broken, and looked up to see a pair of cheerful lavendar eyes and an amused grin. Yugi mock-tapped on the top of Honda's head with a short giggle.
"Earth to Honda. The bell rang 5 minutes ago; let's go!" Said Yugi.
"Oh...right...the bell." Honda glanced up to look at the clock and discovered it was indeed 3:05 pm; he shrugged and slung his backpack over one shoulder as he followed Yugi toward the rest of the group standing by the doorway.
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The plan for the night was a graduation party; Ryou had convinced his father to loan
him the family's private cabin, under the condition that it would just be a few friends staying
over, not including any girls. Honda had to chuckle as Ryou readily agreed; he was quite amused
by the irony in the fact that Ryou had no interest in or intention of having girls at the cabin.
The whole group had packed their bookbags full of supplies for the weekend; as soon as
they left the building and headed into the parking lot, they all piled into Yugi's brand new
Durango; a graduation present from his grandpa, with plenty of seating fit for Yugi's plan to
drive across the country. Yugi, Yami, Ryou, Bakura, Honda and Jou would be the ones actually
spending the weekend in the 4 bedroom cabin, but unbeknownst to Ryou, who honestly just wanted
to spend a nice last weekend with his friends before heading to University, Bakura had passed out
flyers to anyone walking the halls of Domino High shortly before his lover got out of class.
'This is going to be one interesting weekend..." Honda thought to himself. As the rest of his friends climbed into the large truck and Yugi rolled down all of the windows, Honda took a moment to inhale through his mouth and out through his nose; a relaxation technique that he still found to be ineffective. He tensed up at the sound of the car door on his right slamming shut, and nearly jumped out of his skin as he felt a certain someone's thigh pressed against his own.
"Hey buuuuuuddy.*" Said Jou; the blond still had the same goofy sense of humor and love of Pauly Shore movies.
"Ready for one fun and exciting weekend to celebrate the rest of our lives?" He asked with a genuine smile. Honda could feel a bead of sweat trickling down his temple as he nodded; he tried to relax and appear comfortable, and just had to smile as Jou cocked his head to the side, like a confused puppydog.
"What's the matter? You look like you're gonna puke or somethin'."
Honda shook his head and gave his friend a sheepish grin.
"Nothing, man. Just a little warm in here, I guess..." That was the understatement of the year. It was getting a little more than warm sitting next to his secret crush. Jou, however, thought nothing of it and cranked up the AC next to Honda's seat.
"There ya go. I gotta tell ya, you've been actin weird as hell, buddy."
Honda let out a sigh of relief that his friend hadn't put more thought into his discomfort, and
tried to relax as the crew drove off toward their weekend destination.
"Hey! Bakura, this is MY car, and I don't smoke. Put it out!" Demanded Yugi. Bakura just shrugged and blew puffs of smoke into Yugi's face from his seat behind the driver.
"Quit your bitching, midget, before I put this out on your precious leather seat covers."
While Honda did feel bad for Yugi as he watched him become increasingly aggravated, it served as a pleasant ice breaker for the uncomfortable silence that filled the back half of the car. He let out a bit of a chuckle as he watched Ryou trying to make his lover behave, and Yami in the passenger seat beside Yugi, threatening to send Bakura all the way back to an unmarked tomb where he belongs. 'Maybe this won't be such an awkward weekend afterall..' Honda thought to himself, and right on que, the group's large vehicle pulled into the gravel driveway of the four-bedroom private cabin.
----------------Jou's POV-
While Honda may have been uncomfortable throughout the group's car ride, Jou remained
oblivious as to why, exactly, his friend felt so awkward. 'Maybe he's just nervous about
the future or somethin',' Jou thought to himself. It was easy to dismiss Honda's troubles as
typical jitters about heading off into the unkown; that was just the type of person Honda
had always been. Back in their bullying days, Honda was a lot more laid back; he'd joked around
more, even if the jokes were usually cruel and at the expense of fellow classmates. Jou could
even think back on a particular turning point; it was toward the middle of freshman year when
his best friend just started to seem uptight.
'He probably just needs to get laid,' thought Jou. It wasn't often that he saw his taller
companion with a woman; in fact, he could count the times on his right hand. Unlike himself, Jou
always figured his best friend was completely straight, and not only straight, but also a bit of
a prude. It was a little depressing, knowing that Honda had once been a fun-loving,
trouble-making guy; the two had made quite a pair. Sure, they were still great friends, but
there was still something...different about the brunette; something he couldn't quite put
his finger on.
Jou knew that the pair had fallen apart a bit after he began dating Seto; what Jou
intended to be just another fling quickly took up 2 years of his life. It became difficult
to keep up with his friends, especially Honda, considering his best friend and lover despised
each other. Jou had never been much of a "relationship" type; he most certainly did not feel
the same way that Seto felt about him, and when the CEO actually PROPOSED of all things, he
knew he had to call it quits. Jou let out a bitter chuckle at the memory; he could've sworn
that he'd actually seen tears welling up in the older man's eyes. Seto wanted an explanation,
and when Jou said he was just too young and still wanted some time before he settled down,
Seto fed him this huge plate of bull shit about wanting to make him his and how he needed to know
they'd still be together even after highschool.*
'What a joke..' Jou shook his head at the memory, and went back to focusing on his best
friend. The biggest regret he'd ever had about messing around with Kaiba was that Honda never
approved of it, and it created a gap between the two boys. He could never understand why; to
Jou, it was just sex. It was one thing to get upset about having less time to spend together,
but Honda was acting like a jealous ex. Jou was almost tempted to think that Honda may be a
little bit less straight than he had previously thought, but that idea was absurd. He shook it
off and glanced at his brunette friend; since he was the tallest and strongest of the group,
he took on the job of lifting the large bags from the roof of the Durango; Jou had to admit
that Honda was not at all bad looking. After working in the head, he had managed to soak most
of his tight t-shirt with sweat, giving the blond a glance at his well-defined washboard abs.
Halfway through highschool, he talked Honda into ditching his stupid chocolate cake-looking hair
spike; it was now replaced with a short cut with just enough length for Honda to create a few
lazy spikes on the top. His appearance in general had changed dramatically over the past couple
of years; instead of the slightly boy-ish, almost feminine look that Jou posessed, Honda
resembled a well-toned man.
'It's really too bad that he's straight,' thought Jou. Given the opportunity, Jou wouldn't pass up an offer to pin the brunette down to a mattress and show him everything he'd learned over the past few years. It was only a fleeting fantasy though; Jou knew Honda too well, and realized that if something like that were to ever happen, it would destroy the friendship the two men shared. With that, he dismissed the thought, and helped Honda carry the remaining luggage into the cabin.
---------Honda's POV-----------
"Alright, so, I've got beer for everybody, Jack Daniel's for the real men, Cranberry
Lemonade for Mr. I-wear-panties Ryou over there, and...anything else?" Bakura was busy making
a list of various types of alcohol to pick up for the party; Honda rested comfortably in his arm-
chair as he made a mental checklist of the party supplies.
"Nope, I think that's everything." Said Honda.
"DON'T forget my melon bombs,*" exclaimed Jou. Honda should have known; he was all-too-familiar with the blond's favorite mix of melon liqueur, vodka and orange juice; something Honda passed off as some snobby executive drink that Jou had sampled at a party with Seto.
"Ok, fruity shit for that pussy with the blond hair." Bakura snickered at his own
comment, and everyone bursted into a good laugh as Jou gave him a less-than-friendly hand gesture.
Honda could honestly say that's what he'd always loved about him; he may come off as offensive
to some, but Honda just appreciated that he wasn't afraid to express himself. He caught Jou
giving him an odd look from across the room, and suddenly became aware of the dopey smile
spread across his face; luckily for him, Jou just laughed and play-punched him in on the arm.
"Havin a good time?" Asked Jou. Honda, trying to relax a bit, nodded and crossed his arms behind his head.
"Yep. This is gonna be a good weekend. We've gotta make this one count; it might be the last time we're all together like this." Both boys sighed at the thought of the group being split up.
"But hey, we're still gonna hang out, right?" Asked Jou, with his signature cheesy
grin. Honda nodded in agreement; Yugi, Ryou, and surely their Yamis were all leaving Domino
within the year, but neither Jou nor Honda had any idea when they would set off on there own
or where they would go. Honda was one of the only people who knew of Jou's plans for the future;
shortly before graduation, Jou decided he wanted to teach history. Specifically, about the
Holocaust. Honda had absolutely no idea why; he knew one side of Jou's family was German, so that
was as good of a guess as any. Regardless, Honda loved the fact that Jou didn't have to leave
to earn his degree; his plan was to attend a local college within Domino, and Honda wanted to
keep it that way. He wanted the boy to stay near him; with everyone else gone, he could have
Jou all to himself.
"Dude....you're startin to creep me out with that shit," said Jou. Honda realized that he, once again, had gotten lost in thought and had probably been staring at his friend for the past 5 minutes. Jou just did the same thing he always seemed to do; he laughed it off and gave Honda a good slap on the back. Honda just hoped he didn't seem to suspicious.
-------------Still Honda's POV------------------
The party had started by 11:00 that night; Bakura's secret began to reveal itself as people
that Ryou certainly did NOT invite began showing up at the cabin doorstep. Before the host knew
it, the cabin was filled with faces that no one recognized; one couple of students had been
curteous enough to bring a keg with them, and Honda's eyes nearly bulged out of his head as
he turned to see a certain blond friend of his engaging in a keg stand. He became more than
a bit agitated as he saw one of the holders, a boy named Hiroshi who had in fact slept with Jou,
grabbing at his friend's behind and causing the blond to choke a bit. The crowd broke out into
laughter as Jou punched Hiroshi in the gut; Jou spotted Honda from across the room and came over
to sling an arm around his friend's shoulders.
"This's great, y'know? 'Cept that bastard grabbed my ass...you should kick him in the
balls for me," said Jou, with a slightly drunken giggle. Honda could tell that Jou was already
a bit tipsy; his hair was damp with beer from the keg and he spoke with a slight slur. Honda,
however, was way behind; he hadn't even knocked back one beer, and still felt completely sober.
"Hey....you're not hav'n a gude time, are you? Look't you, THAT'S all you've had to
drink!" Jou gestured toward his half empty beer. "'M gonna fix that for ya." And with that, Jou
marched into the crowd and announced that they would begin the drinking games.
While Honda was a fairly experienced drinker, he was nowhere near Jou's level, and he
was pretty confident that the blond would succeed in getting him hammered; they began with a game
of beer pong, which surprisingly enough, Honda won. He chalked it up to the fact that Jou was
a bit too drunk to accurately land many shots. What he was forced to drink was enough to
loosen him up though, and soon, Honda began to really enjoy himself; he laughed as he watched
Bakura waving his hands by his ears and making something that sounded like a moose call, and
then clapping to indicate that Yugi should do the same. Ryou had always been the best of the
group in math, and wasn't nearly as drunk as the rest of the group, so he gave Honda a good
ass kicking in a game of "buzz." By the time Jou stood up and shouted rather loudly that he
wanted to play "questions," Honda was experiencing double vision.
A large number of people formed a circle around the cabin livingroom, and Honda was a bit surprised to recognize a blue-eyed CEO sitting across from him. He remembered though that Bakura was the one that had passed out the flyers, and he could definitely see Bakura finding it funny to invite the cold-hearted prick. Honda was just too drunk to be concerned, though.
"Ok. I'll start," said Jou. "Hiroshi...ish it true that yur shirt is missin' a button?"
Hiroshi stated yes, and the game went on. Honda, recalling the rules of the game, remembered that
the questions were supposed to start off simple and gradually become more intimate. By the time
it was his turn, a few people in the circle had revealed some rather steamy details; apparently
Bakura wasn't joking when he said that Ryou wore panties.
"Ok...Kaiba...are you secr'tly a giant v'gina dressed in an overcoat?" slurred Honda.
Taken aback, the CEO did not spit out a yes or no answer immediately, and was forced to drink
as the entire circle bursted into laughter. Jou even laughed so hard that he lost his balance and
wound up sprawled across the floor, which the drunken blond found to be hysterical. After Jou
had recovered, it was Kaiba's turn.
"Jou...isn't it true that you're a no-good cheating slut?" smirked the CEO.
"Hey! Asshole.." the blond's rant was interrupted by the crowd ordering him to drink, which managed to distract Jou, but not Honda.
'How dare that stuck-up prick insult my Katsu...' Honda surprised himself at his use
of the affectionate petname; it was something he'd often heard Kaiba use to refer to the blond.
He simply blamed it on the alcohol though, and waited for Jou to take his turn.
"Hmm..Honda...H've you ever thought about fuckin' me?"
Honda sputtered; he looked up at his completely wasted friend, who was apparently
expecting a smart-assed remark or a straight "no," and inspite of the alcohol-induced stupor,
Jou's jaw dropped a bit as realization dawned on him. Honda was forced to drink, and tried to
play it off as best as he could, but once he put down his beer, he noticed that his best friend
had left.
-----------------End Chapter 1--------------------
Ok, so...what do you guys think? Continue, or trash it? I know, I write painfully long
chapters...and no lemon, to boot. BUT, if I get plenty of reviews, it'll be in the next chapter.
*wink wink*
Notes:
*I told you this was going to be OOC. Jou's gonna be a dirty little boyslut, Seto is going to be taken advantage of by him for once, and Honda's going to be the innocent virgin.
*I want a Durango.
*I loooooove melon bombs.
*I don't own Pauly Shore.
Until next time! R&R!