I do not own Lord of the flies – it belongs to William Golding. Oh, and I'm sorry if I'm not describing Lord of the Flies perfectly – I've forgotten a lot since we studied it.

- Chapter 14 -

"How'd you do on the test?" Another week, another Thursday meaning another day spent hanging out in the school courtyard – they had long stopped going to the classroom, being indoor was no fun. Joey shrugged.

"I dunno, pretty good I think – I hope. I actually read this time so..." He shrugged again.

"It kind of helps to actually read the assignment doesn't it?" Seto asked dryly. "And that reminds me – do you need help with tonight's homework?" Joey blinked.

"Damn, I forgot about that. Yeah, that would be good." Joey pulled out a book from his school bag. They just started a new book a few days ago. He pulled out his copy of Lord of the flies and scooted closer to Seto so that they could work together.

Joey then got out his English binder, taking a piece of paper filled with questions from one of the pockets. He also grabbed a pencil from Seto's bag.

"Thanks for asking." Seto said sarcastically. Unfortunately his sarcasm was just wasted on Joey.

"You're welcome." Joey just grinned.

"What was the scar that was mentioned in the first chapter?" Seto read out one of the questions. He, being somewhat of a genius – Joey preferred the word nerd – had already answered all these questions but he didn't mind going over them again.

"Scar?" Only on the first question and already Joey was confused. I guess it doesn't really help if you don't remember what you read...

"What scar?" Seto, who had been expecting this, pointed out to Joey where the scar was mentioned in the book.

"All round him the long scar smashed into the jungle was a bath of heat." Joey read slowly from the book. He looked at Seto confused.

"Think about it. The scar is smashed. What other thing had been smashed – what just happened to them?" Joey looked clueless for a moment but then the wheels started turning.

"The plane?" He asked uncertainly. Seto nodded. Joey scribbled that down onto the piece of paper.

"What part of the human psyche would Piggy, Ralph and Jack represent?" Joey read out loud. "Human psyche?" He looked at Seto with a look that resembled a lost puppy's when it came to a fork in the road.

"Remember in class when-" Seto began before Joey interrupted.

"Nope." He said brightly, and then frowned realizing that wasn't exactly something to be bragging about.

"Id, Ego, and Superego all are parts of the human psyche." Seto said, trying to spark Joey's memory. Joey bit his lip absentmindedly, thinking.

"Id is like...doing whatever you want, right?" Seto nodded.

"That's the basic gist of it."

"So that would be Ralph." He was about to write that down when Seto stopped him.

"Look at the other one's first. It'll make it easier to figure out which is which."

"I don't remember them." Joey told Seto reluctantly; annoyed that he had to ask for help.

"Let's look at it this way. Let's say I was acting like Superego. I would then be worried about what's proper and try to be basically perfect. I would actually be nice to the teachers..." Both boys grinned at this.

"That'll be the day." Joey laughed. "I mean, most of our teachers are afraid of you!" Seto mumbled something that sounded like 'well they deserve it' then returned his attention to Joey's homework.

"If I was Id I would be?"

"Acting like you always do – doing what ever the hell you feel like doing." Seto frowned.

"I'm not always like that." He objected. Joey snorted.

"Right. Whatever you say." Seto decided to ignore that comment and returned once more to the homework.

"If I was ego?"

"You'd be inflated?" Joey guessed.

"Funny." Seto muttered sarcastically. "Actually Ego is more like the middle of Id and Superego. Ego balances the other two out." He explained.

"Oh so, then Ralph would probably be Ego then and Id would have to be Jack leaving Piggy with superego." Seto nodded in approval and Joey wrote that down.

They worked through the rest of the questions in a similar way – Seto provided an explanation for things Joey didn't understand and Joey occasionally told a few bad jokes. Then they came to the last question...

"If you were acting like Id what would you do?" Joey read.

"Basically it means what you would do if you could just do whatever you want." Seto informed Joey.

"I know what it means." Joey replied. "It's just – I don't know what I would I do."

"Don't look at me. I wouldn't know." Seto shrugged. "You probably wouldn't go to school."

"Hey! Just because I don't get grades like yours doesn't mean I hate school!" Joey retorted.

"What, you actually like school now?" Seto raised his eyebrows questioningly.

"No."

"Didn't think so." Joey didn't reply; he was trying to think. Seto took Joey's pencil – which really was his – and began doodling on the margins of Joey's homework.

"What did you put down?"

"Huh?" Seto asked confused, dropping the pencil. "Put down on what?"

"For that question, what did you write?" Joey asked again.

"I forget." Seto said not really caring.

"Aww C'mon. You can tell me." Joey pleaded, putting on his puppy dog eyes.

"I don't know. Just some bullshit to keep the teacher happy." This answer of course did not satisfy Joey.

"Well, what would you really do then?" Joey asked, this time in a way that Seto would have to respond.

Seto looked at Joey who still had on his puppy dog eyes. Damn, they were hard to resist. Seto thought – what would he really do? Joey was right before. He pretty much did whatever he wanted to already. Well, except for one thing...

Almost subconsciously, Seto leaned down just enough so that his lips would land onto Joey's. It all happened so quickly that Joey had no time to think – but even though his mind was behind (A/N: That rhymes! Yeah, I'm cool!) in processing what was happening, his body wasn't. Immediately he felt himself kiss Seto back.

Both boys separated soon after not due to lack of air but because of confusion. Neither of them was expecting that and neither of them completely understood what just happened. Joey just stared at Seto in surprise, not knowing what to say or if he'd even be able to say it.

"You can stop staring." Seto murmured quietly. He was looking at the ground, figuring that was safer to look at than Joey. Joey meeped and quickly looked away from Seto, a tint of red making its way across his face.

"I guess the question is how am I supposed to write that on my homework?" Joey finally said quietly. It was Seto's turn to stare. What was Joey talking about...?

"What?"

Joey didn't say anything but wrote something on his homework, and then handed it to Seto to read. Seto looked down at the paper, reading the last question.

If you were acting like Id, what would you do?

And below in Joey's messy handwriting was an answer.

I'd kiss Seto Kaiba.

Seto's eyes widened. It was his turn to blush and look speechless. Joey of course by now had recovered and was packing his books into his school bag. He took the paper from Seto and packed it away. Joey stood up.

"Thanks for helping me with my homework." Joey smiled timidly and was about to turn to leave when Seto grabbed Joey's wrist and pulled him back down – and needless to say he landed right in Seto's lap.

"You're welcome." Seto grinned and placed a single and simple kiss on Joey's lips. Quickly he got up – carefully, so not to hurt Joey – grabbed his stuff and left before Joey could say anything. This way he got the last word.

- End of Chapter -

Thanks for reading.

I hope they didn't act too much out of character! Or act to weird...