A/N: Eeehhhaaa! I'm back! And since I took so long, I won't waste time with author notes. Doncha love me? Oh, and my computer made this thing longer than it seems. It's in 1.5 spacing in OpenOffice, so it only seems longer. Don't be mistaken, it's pretty short. -shame shame-
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'Golf. Golf. Why golf?'
Honda stared, standing in the background as the taller of the two practiced his swinging. Since when did Seto play golf? Couldn't they go do something like basketball or baseball or even hockey?
"It's really not that bad," the younger Kaiba whispered from behind Honda, "He can get so caught up in a game, he'll forget we're here."
"It's like he's working." Honda whispered back, covering his mouth with his hand so as not to be too loud.
"Yeah ..."
"I'm not deaf, monkey boy. I can here everything you say."
Honda winced as Seto tapped him on the forehead with his golf club, not very softly or lovingly either. He shuffled as they just stood there together.
"It's your turn." Mokuba blurted out, swinging his golf club lazily.
"Oh! Right!" Honda chuckled nervously as the two Kaibas stared him down with identical looks.
'Now how does this go again? I know the basics, but Seto will chew me out anyway!' Honda nodded as he came to a decision and plainly swung at the ball.
Eyes went wide as the tiny ball flew into the air and out of sight. Mokuba quickly ran up to a gaping, wide-eyed Honda.
"Honda! What was that!"
"That, Mokuba," Seto was starting to walk closer to them, "is what we call a fly ball."
"... I thought that was only baseball." Honda muttered lightly.
"I did too." Mokuba murmured before trotting after his older brother.
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"Well, that was fun." Mokuba muttered sarcastically, swirling his straw inside its glass.
Seto smirked, the mischievous glimmer in his eyes hidden by his glasses, "You should be more enthusiastic, Mokuba. You didn't have to come and then me and Honda would have a better chance of enjoying this day to ourselves."
"Ew." Mokuba made a face before hopping up out of his seat and leaving the two alone.
"That got rid of him," Honda noted, scooting closer to Seto.
"Now what do you want?" Seto murmured, looking at the menu.
"You just said we could ENJOY the day. What do you think?"
"In a public restaurant? Honestly, Honda, do you realize how dirty these things are?"
"That is not what I meant."
"Really now?"
"Okay, fine, it is what I meant."
Before Seto could make a smart comeback, Mokuba hopped back into his seat and stared back at the two.
"I'm back and I don't want to hear any disgusting things you have to say to each other."
"Then I'll tell you," Honda started, "Do you know that your brother thought I wanted to do it in a public restaurant? I-"
Mokuba quickly cut the older boy off, "Honda! Please. I don't want to know."
Honda quieted down hesitantly, sending glaring glances to his side where Seto calmly sat. They soon finished their meals and left the restaurant to head back.
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The limo pulled up and a rapid Mokuba jumped out the car before the driver could even hit the brakes. Inside the limo, Seto had cornered Honda into one of the cushions and was depriving the boy of oxygen.
"Seto! Stop that! I- Oh, sh-"
"Honda! Oh, Honda, my dearest half-naked nephew."
Both brunettes looked up from their previous 'activities' and noted the face of the gray-haired Minoru.
"Uncle!" Honda shouted, pushing Seto away and climbing out the limo as he straightened his clothes.
Dr. Minoru watched the amusing sight of his nephew adjusting his clothes and sputtering over himself. It was actually some he was sure Honda's mother would laugh herself to death at. That is, after she sat Seto down and 'interrogated' him.
"Honda, it doesn't matter if your clothes are a little wrinkled as long as you've got clean underwear on."
"Of course I'm wearing clean underwear, you-"
The color in Honda's face disappeared as he noticed a few faces looking at them, including Seto. He held his down a little and uttered a short "What do you want?"
"I'm glad you finally asked, Honda. I'm here to issue Mr. Kaiba as healthy."
"What do you mean, issue? He's healthy. Look at him." Honda gestured his hand in Seto's direction as the taller boy sauntered closer to the talking relatives.
"Appearances, appearances. There's more to a person than what they look like. I think you'd know that after all the months you've spent with Mr. Kaiba."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Minoru sighed, taking off his glasses and cleansing them with his white lab coat. Honda waited for his uncle to finish. He always was uptight about those glasses. Nobody knew why. It's not like they actually helped him to see. The poor man was as blind as a bat- if not blinder!
"Like I was saying, you've spent so much time with Mr. Kaiba that you realize he's not as cold as everyone thinks-"
Minoru cut his own self off to take notice to the slick arm curled around Honda's waist. Honda blushed and stopped the stubby man from continuing,
"I get it, Uncle, I get it."
"Good. Now let's go check up on that man of yours."
"UNCLE!"
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Minoru grinned brightly as he let go of Seto's arm, "He's just fine."
"I know that, but is he healthy?" Honda shot, desperate to get his uncle out of the house.
"Well, I meant he was healthy. If I wanted to make advances on Mr. Kaiba, I'd do something more lik-"
"No! Leave! Now!"
Minoru chuckled to himself as he was shoved out of the room by his nephew, following the shutting of the door. Inside the room, Honda pounced on Seto, cuddling him into the bed. Hands clasped onto his back and Seto gave him a kiss on his head.
"Happy now?" Seto asked, petting Honda's head affectionately.
"I'm very happy now. Mind you, it's because my uncle's gone." Honda smiled and nuzzled his head into Seto's shoulder.
"I can still hear you!" Minoru's voice shouted from the other side of the door.
"Uncle! Leave!" Honda shouted, his head snatching itself up from its previous spot.
"But-"
"LEAVE!"
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Fin. D Ok, so maybe that was really quick. But don't worry! I've got a whole week's time to write fanfiction. It's Spring Break for me. I'm going to write some more Seto/Honda too. That's for sure. It's such a cute couple.