#honjou

One day. One day Honda will learn about Jounouchi’s latest crisis from Jounouchi himself. And not from a frantic call made by Yugi at 2am in the morning.

One day.

Honda had to believe that day was possible. Because that’s the only thing that’s stopping him from screaming and throwing things into the wall.

“Where did you last see him?” he asked Yugi, already pulling on his shoes. It was raining outside, which was going to make this even more of a pain than usual.

“By the docks. There was a duel.”

Of course there was a duel. There was always a duel. Honda bit his lip as he grabbed the family umbrella.

“Did he lose?” he asked.

“N-no. He won, everything was fine,” Yugi said, voice quiet. “We were going to the convenience store to celebrate.”

Great, it had better not be another kidnapping.

And Honda was not going to ask why Yugi and Jounouchi were out by the docks dueling in the middle of the night. He stopped asking a long time ago.

“Yami says he doesn’t sense any magic,” Yugi added. “We’ve been looking, but no luck yet.”

Honda wished Ryou had more of a handle on the Spirit of the Ring. He was pretty sure the vindictive spirit would be able to find Jounouchi in no time.

“I’ll look around the warehouses on the bike,” Honda said. “Keep me posted if you find anything.”

“I will.” Even though Honda knew that was more of a hopeful promise than anything. Yugi had a tendency to forget to call until it was over. Yami was worse.

TBC

A/N: Yeah, sorry, it’s short. But I felt like posting something.