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SOOOOO...Okay, (ahem) who saw the end of chapter two coming? I mean, I wasn't going to have Honda work at Kaiba Corp at first, but then I said, "eh…why not?" Anyways, here's chapter three!

Chapter Three: Black Cat

"Can I help you, Sir?"

Honda blinked to find that he had walked into the building while he was mentally cursing himself for his bad luck. Now he was standing in front of the large front desk, staring at the blonde secretary that sat there.

She said impatiently, filing her nails, "Sir? If you have no business here, you have to get out."

Honda shook his head, Might as well. He put on a smile, "Hi, I'm Honda Hiroto. I'm here for the job you were offering."

The blonde rolled her eyes, picking up the phone. With pink press-on nails, she dialed a number Honda could care less about. She waited for the other line to pick up, "Hiroyuki? There's another deadbeat here for you." She hung up with a clang, pointing over her shoulder to a door, "Go through that door and the second room on the right is where your interview is."

Honda scowled openly at the girl, I don't care who you are, nobody calls me a 'deadbeat'. He sighed and walked through the door, sending a dark glare at the woman. She had turned her back and was gabbing noisily on her cell phone.

Honda knocked on the second door on the right, running a hand through his hair and fixing his shirt. Maybe it'll be something easy. I wonder if I'll be able to see Kaiba if I get the job. Honda shook his head. He seriously doubted it. There must have been a thousand people working in the Kaiba Corp. building. The odds of seeing the CEO of the place were slim to none.

"Come in." a calm voice said from the other side of the door.

With another deep breath, Honda opened the door. It was a fairly nice office. For the first floor, the man sitting at the desk had quite a view of the street. The man, while the subject was still in the air, was a person about mid thirties. He had square glasses and dark hair that was combed back neatly. He had on a suit and tie that looked very expensive. He sat in his leather chair with a smug smile on his lips and a gleam of confidence in his green eyes. If Honda didn't know any better, he'd say this was the CEO of Kaiba Corp.

"Welcome to Kaiba Corp. I'm Hiroyuki Reita, head executive of employment." He stood from his desk and offered his hand out to Honda.

The teenager approached the man, shaking his hand, "Nice to meet you." He said politely, "Honda Hiroto."

Hiroyuki smiled, sitting back in his chair, "Please, take a seat." He folded his hands on the surface of his darkly stained desk, "Now, you were interested in our job offering?"

"Yes, my mom heard from a friend you were looking for somebody." Honda sat in a cushy chair. He relaxed at once.

"I see." Hiroyuki nodded, opening his laptop, "Well, we always have several job openings at Kaiba Corp. We're all always so busy." He smiled warmly at Honda, "Now, you'll need to fill this form out for me." With a couple clicks of his keyboard, the printer on the bookshelf released a paper. The man, very tall when he stood, put the paper on a clipboard and grabbed a pen. He handed them to Honda and said, "Take your time."

Honda nodded, answering the form's questions. They were the obvious inquiries; name, age, address. Honda finished in record time.

Hiroyuki, who had been working on his laptop, took the form and scanned it with his eyes, "So, you go to the same school as Mr. Kaiba?"

Another nod, "Yes, he's in my class."

"Do you two get along?" Hiroyuki asked suspiciously.

Honda thought it was best to answer honestly. He knew that this 'Hiroyuki' knew Kaiba wasn't the friendliest of folk, "We aren't buddies, if that's what you're asking. We don't wish the worst of each other though. At least, I don't." he laughed a little. God, how I don't.

The men nodded, smiling politely at Honda's humor, "That's good to hear." He continued to scan through the form, "Well, Mr. Honda, I think you are more than qualified for the mail delivery job." He picked up a pen and began filling out the rest of the form.

Honda blinked, "Mail delivery?"

"Uh huh. It's a good job for a boy like you. Organization and you get plenty of exercise from running around the building." Hiroyuki said, standing from his desk, "I'll show you the way to your job and give you the run down." He opened the door.

This could be better. Honda said to himself as he followed Hiroyuki down the hallway. Though it could also be worse. He smiled; taking in the speech the older man gave him.

"Your boss; besides me and Mr. Kaiba of course, is Mitsumura. You'll report to him if you have any problems. Mitsumura will also give you orders everyday you come to work." Hiroyuki continued on, taking a left to a pair of large double doors. He opened the doors and Honda's eyes went wide.

It was a mailroom alright, but it was extremely advanced. There were conveyor belts and computers and Honda could have sworn he saw a robot. Hiroyuki led him to a glass office and knocked on the door.

A young man, barely thirty, answered the door. He had blue eyes and a short black ponytail. He smiled, seeing Honda and Hiroyuki, "Reita! What a surprise." He said, stepping out of his office and shaking hands with the man. He spotted Honda and smiled just as brightly, "Is this your son, Reita?"

"You of all people know I'm not married…let alone have a son."

Honda bowed his head, keeping his respect in check, "I'm Honda Hiroto. Apparently, your new mail boy." He looked up and grinned.

Mitsumura beamed, "Oh good. Welcome to the Kaiba Corp mailing system. We're horribly under staff here, but you know that Mr. Kaiba is always looking for a way to improve it." He pointed over to a robot behind them. Clearing his throat, he walked back into his office, "Reita, I'll give Honda the tour." He smiled, "I'll see you at the meeting tomorrow?"

Hiroyuki nodded, waving at Honda, "Good luck, Mr. Honda." He strolled out the double doors and out of sight.

Honda swallowed hard, looking around the large room of papers and newsletters. It's my job. He looked back at Mitsumura and sighed, "Well, what do I do first?"

x-x-x

After Honda got the tour, his dress code regulations, and his work schedule for the next week, he was ready to get home and just sleep. Though, his best friend had other things in mind.

"Honda, come over tonight."

"What?" he groaned, having just felt the cushions of his couch. It was almost eight at night.

Jounouchi sounded as if his throat was a little tight, "I want to talk to you about something."

Honda was off the couch and in shoes in a second, "I'll be there in a couple minutes, Man. Hang in there." He tugged on his jacket, hung up the phone and was out the door in a flash.

What happened? Was it Shizuka? Is she hurt? Hundreds of scenarios exploded through his mind until he got to the top of the stairs of Jou's apartment. That was when it hit him.

He and Kaiba broke up.

Honda was torn. He knew his best friend was in so much pain, but he couldn't help but hide his grin as he knocked on the door. Just act surprised.

Jou opened the door with the giant smile on lips, "Honda!" he grabbed the boy's arm and dragged him into the house, "Honda's here everybody!"

Looking around the room, Honda saw everybody he knew sitting in the living room. Yugi, Ryou, and even Malik were waving to him and saying their greetings. He nodded and waved back, still a little surprised, a party? Jou, you scheming asshole. Honda took off his jacket and went to walk over to his usual chair in the room. However, there was already somebody in it.

With blue eyes like a pair of clear oceans, Seto Kaiba looked up at Honda was his casual smirk, "I'm sorry, am I in your seat?"

Honda nodded dumbly. He was unable to process a full sentence as he stared at the majestic glory sitting in just a ratty old armchair. He bit his lip, wondering if he should just walk away and sit on the floor.

Seto was quicker, standing from the chair, he offered it to Honda. He never let that smirk leave his lips, "Here you go." He walked off to the kitchen, Jou in tow.

With flushed cheeks, Honda sat down. The chair felt slightly warm from Seto's turn. He sighed, feeling extremely comfortable. He looked back at his friends. The majority of them were either watching a movie or making out on the floor. Honda wondered if Yami no Bakura and Malik only came to their parties to see if they could freak everybody out.

However, right next to him, sitting comfortably on the couch, was Otogi. His bright green eyes stared deeply at Honda; as if he was talking through them.

"What?" Honda whispered harshly at Otogi. He couldn't handle being stared at. Especially by someone like Otogi; his eyes had the power to kill.

The dice master smirked. He whispered back, "You want to get out of here?" he pushed back a stray strand of his bangs.

"I don't think so." Honda said quietly. He wasn't all that surprised. Otogi's been after Honda for as long as anyone could remember.

Otogi's fingers walked up Honda's legs, stopping at about mid thigh, "Hiroto," Otogi said smoothly, "you know Jou will kill you if he finds out."

He's bluffing. Honda said to himself, Otogi doesn't know what he's talking about. He shoved Otogi's hand away, glaring openly at the gamer, "You don't know what you're talking about."

A small chuckle, "Oh Honda, if only you knew how obvious it was." He leaned over, whispering lustfully in the other's ear, "I know you want to bed the billionaire." Otogi's tongue lashed out, tracing the outer shell of Honda's ear.

Honda's eyes went wide. How could anyone possibly know? He had been so careful to not let his secret slip. He couldn't let anybody find out. There was too much at stake; way too much. Honda looked over at Otogi, "You wouldn't tell, would you?"

"It will cost you…quite a lot, I might add." Otogi wiggled his eyebrows.

With a disgusted sigh, Honda shook his head, "It's not worth it. I came here to talk to Jou about something anyways. Not to see some movie and get harassed." He stood from his chair in time to hear the loud moan come from the kitchen. The whole room fell over in laughter. Honda was mortified.

Otogi smirked, standing from the couch, "Hiroto," He continued to whisper, wrapping his arms around the boy's waist from behind, "I have a feeling Jou's not going to be able to talk for a little while." He placed his fingers under Honda's chin, tilting his head so they could look eye to eye. Otogi was grinning like the Cheshire cat. He said, "Let's go, shall we?"

Honda nodded, feeling heavy with defeat. There was never a winning moment for the guy. Duel Monsters, gym class, even at life, Honda never won a damn thing. It was always somebody else.

I'm just a damned loser. Honda thought as he pulled on his coat. He didn't say goodbye to anyone. At the moment, his friends were distracted, and as Otogi interlaced fingers with his, Honda decided he was going to keep it that way.

x-x-x

Whoa, what an awesome chapter, huh? Well, at least the end was cool. I didn't like the beginning so much. The chapter name was 'black cat'. Anybody figure out why? Lol. Anyways, send a review over my way. Layter Days!