QE: I have no idea where this story came from but I found it on my notes.

E.S.P: But we were having fun with it.

QE: So here's a random one shot.

Evestar: We have no idea what Zack's done but oh well.

QE: I own nothing ^^

The honour bound black haired first class shoulder had spent the last three hours looking for his student. He stupidly agreed to let Genesis punish his student if he had done wrong. Today had to be the day he screws up and he didn't trust his best friend with anything. Let alone his student.

He sighed and walked into the training room. The screen had been blacked out which wasn't a good sign.

He pushed the screen door open a bit.

"You were warned that if you got caught Angeal said I can punish you." That definitely sounded like the stuck up red head.

"I know." Came a huff. "To be honest I didn't expect him and Seph to be there." Zack sounded alive if only for now.

"Ok. Keep your arms straight and follow through with the motion. Yep just like that. No twist it a little this way. Now

STOP THINKING and swing."

There was a distinct sound of a golf club hitting a golf ball.

"Sonova." Came a pained reply.

"Man up solider. It was only a golf ball now get up and shut up."

"Gen I think that actually hurt him."A timid reply from a voice from a third person. This one happened to be unknown to Angeal.

"I did tell him." Genesis gave unimpressed reply. "Anyway he might learn to be sneaker now."

"Right Sir."

"Zack where did I say your hands go?"

"Behind my back?" There was a slightly scared reply that made Angeal want to jump in to save his faithful student.

"And why?"

"So I can't protect my nads."

"Good boy. Swing."

"Sonova."

Angeal couldn't take it anymore and walked into the training room. He didn't expect to see Zack blindfolded at one end of the room with Genesis standing next to a blond cadet with a whole basket of golf balls.

"What on Earth are you doing?" He asked. The blond cadets squeaked and smacked himself in the face while saluting and Zack caved in on himself in fear and he could tell the puppy pout was about to beginning. However the person his question was aimed at just waved him off. "Teaching Cadet Strife hand eye co-ordination."

Angeal stood there with his mouth wide open and turned on his heels before walking out of the room. This was one of the very few times he wasn't going to rant about honour.