Author's Note: Busy, busy, busy.

I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or any of the characters in this fanfiction.

Summer Vacation

Seto unfolded his paper at the table, non-nonchalantly looking over the news of the world with a cup of steaming coffee sitting in front of him. His brother, Mokuba, nibbled on a piece of toast in the seat across from him and Joey was gobbling down a bowl of cereal, filling the room with unnecessary crunching.

The brunette turned the page of the newspaper, then, without looking up, said to the two other boys, "Its summer break. So, besides Joey's strict need for studying," His eyes slowly glided over to the blonde with an accusing look that caused Joey to choke on his food, "What do you guys want to do?"

Milk dribbled down the blonde's chin as he lifted his head with a disgusted frown. "I hafta STUDY durin' the summer? Summer's for playin'! And like," Joey's face contorted to one full of concentration then he jerked up, "Not studyin'!"

"Maybe you should get him a private tutor, brother." Mokuba offered, pushing the last bite of the toast into his small mouth.

Seto smiled simply, folding the paper back up gracefully and in one swift motion, setting it down and grabbing his coffee cup, "But I want to be the one teaching him."

Joey's annoyance became clear with his expression. "I never learn anything when yer the one teachin', Seto."

With a snort and an all-knowing smirk, Seto's attention quickly turned to Joey. He rested his perfect chin upon his palm and cooed, "What are you talking about? You learn all kinds of stuff."

Joey slammed up from the table, rocking his bowl back and forth. In embarrassment, he shouted, "Not th'RIGHT kinda stuff!"

Mokuba sighed slightly, averting his gaze from the two lovers, too much information, you guys. So, to put an end to the conversation about Joey and Seto's private lessons, he jumped in, "Why don't we go to the beach?"

Joey plopped back down into his seat, folding his arms, "Nu-uh. I hate th'beach."

"Is it because you can't swim, puppy?" Seto's eyes shimmered with this new, amusing realization. The cold, condescending smirk stared Joey in the face as the blonde began to shake in his seat.

"SO WHA'! I don' NEED ta know how ta swim!" Joey quickly defended himself, slamming his fists on the wooden surface of the table. His cheeks flushed to a rosy shade of pink that spread all the way to his ears. "There's nothin' wrong with me!"

"I didn't say there's anything wrong with you. I can't swim either." Seto replied lightly, leaning forward across the table. Which let his shirt hang loosely off his fine body. His eyes met Joey's slyly, daring him to say anything about Seto's lack of knowledge in the water.

Joey flinched, squeezing his hands into fists against his thighs. To his dismay, with Seto's confession, he felt even more embarrassed than before. It doesn't sound embarrassing when HE admits it! Wha' th'HELL!

Mokuba frowned, giving his brother a skeptical look, if you tease him too much, brother, you'll probably send him to an early what will you do without anyone to play with?

"So, if that's a no to the beach, what do you want to do, Joey?" Seto asked, putting his coffee cup down, half empty. If it meant getting to spend time with Joey, Seto decided he could take some time off during the summer to spend on vacation.

The blonde's eyes flickered back and forth in thought before his whole being lit up with a wondrous idea. A wide smile found his lips, and his eyes almost seemed to sparkle.

"Guys, let's go ta DISNEY WORLD!"