A/N: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of it's characters. Namine is my own character. I'm having alot of fun with this story. Please review and tell me what you think. Oh, sorry the chapter is so long. Thanks.

1-Awakening

The sun began making its way through his uncovered, second story window, its rays caused a pale hew to cross over his white sheets, warming his bare chest.

"Hmmm," he groaned, rolling on his side not really wanting to wake up. His dark brown hair fell over his face as a quiet knocking subsided and he slowly drifted into consciousness. He couldn't quiet remember what he had dreamed about, but he liked it, and would do anything to get back into it. Then, reality sank in and he groaned. It was Monday the 13th, the first day of summer.

"Ugh," his pillow muffled his groan, "summer."

Please don't get the wrong idea that Seto Kaiba doesn't enjoy the summer. He does, but every summer always brings with it Joey, Yugi, Tristan, Bakura, Tea, Mai, Serenity and their never-ending ploy to get Seto a date. The girls aren't too bad. After about a week, they forget all about the plot and get sucked into the summer fun. The guys on the other hand, don't give up so easily, especially Joey and Tristan. Each summer for the last eight years, the gang would come and spend the summer with Seto and his little brother Mokuba in Domino City. They have been best friends ever since (despite the fact that Yugi and Seto still have their dueling arguments on who is king) and each time they come, the boys always have some plan to get him a date or worse, they bring a girl with them.

"Damn you two," he sighed, thinking of Joey and Tristan and cringing at the thought of what was in store for him today and for the next four months.

Twenty-three year old Seto Kaiba is founder and owner of Kaiba Corporations, and because of that, his house in Domino City is freaking huge. It consists of thirty plus rooms, a theater, a go-cart track, an indoor and outdoor pool, a game room with everything from Dance Dance Revolution to Halo to Laser Tag to Rock Band, not to mention the many virtual reality games he has designed over the years, and everything in between; nothing short of a mansion. Some would say he was a spoiled little brat. The spoiled part is true, the little part is completely wrong. He is 6' 9" with dark brown hair, deep blue eyes, and an incredibly lean body with a six-pack, anything but little. As for the brat part, he has his moments, but most of the time, once you really get to know him and as long as you catch him on a good day, he is kind, understanding, and fun to be around. On those rare occasions when you catch him on a bad day, he can definitely be the world biggest smart ass, but they love him anyway.

Although he is the oldest of the group, he gets along great with them all. Joey, Tristan, Yugi, and Tea are all nineteen and starting their first year in collage, Mai is twenty-two and dating Joey; Serenity, whom is eighteen and just graduated high school, is dating Tristan (with much fuss from Joey,) Bakura, twenty and in his second year of collage, has a girl back home named Mae, a short, cute little blond with a big heart and a shy, sweet smile. Yugi is dating Tea, and Atemu, whom is back in his rightful time and place as Pharaoh, has a wife named Kara (she goes by the name Kar or Kai, but that is a completely separate story.) Mokuba is only twelve and isn't really into girls so much, he's more into Duel Monsters and video games; Seto wouldn't let him date anyway, so they are the only two singles in the house.

All right, he thought, still in bed, I really need to get up. All he did was sigh and laugh at himself.

"Okay," he groaned pushing his body up off the bed; his arms flexed and his shoulder blades became visible at the movement. The sheets fell of his back revealing black sweats and a perfect chest. His hair was chin length and messy, concealing part of his face, but the moment he got to his knees, he seriously considered falling back onto his much too comfortable bed. A banging on the door made him change his mind.

"Seto Kaiba! Get up!" The corners of his mouth pulled up slightly as he imagined Mokuba's annoyed face outside his door, his fists white from slamming on the door, his jet-black hair on end from constantly running his hands through it in frustration and his dark, blue eyes bulging.

"Come on Seto, get up." It was more a plea now, and Seto couldn't contain his laughter any longer.

"Alright, alright, I'm up," he chuckled. He grudgingly got out of bed and crossed his ridiculously huge room to open the door. Mokuba looked just like he imagined; fists white and in the process of banging on the door, hair on end, eyes bulging, and face annoyed.

"So," Seto said as he crossed his arms with narrowed eyes and a smirk, trying not to laugh, "it was you who woke me up then."

Mokuba's answering glare provoked Seto to snap and burst out laughing as he rubbed his little brothers long black hair before gently slapping his head and walking down the hall.

"You are such a lazy butt." The youngest Kaiba hissed under his breath following his still shirtless older brother, causing Seto to glance over his shoulder with an amused look playing on his face. By the time they were in the kitchen, Mokuba had his arms crossed and had his back to his brother. Rolling his eyes, Seto thought it not wise to keep his little brother mad.

"Oh come on, I'm up and dressed-"

"Half dressed," Mokuba whispered coldly.

He had to compose his voice before continuing.

"Okay, half dressed, but its summer and the gang will be here soon," he added, knowing that would cheer him up. Sure enough, Mokuba slowly turned toward him fighting a smile.

"Well, I guess that's good, but that doesn't excuse your laziness." His finger shot out at him. His eyes suddenly narrowed and his lips set into a hard line. Again fighting a smile, Seto threw his hands up in surrender.

"Alright, I'll make it up to you, I promise," he said as he held out his right hand to shake on it. Mokuba seemed to question his gesture but after a moment, he seemed to find it acceptable and shook on it. They both smiled, and took up finding breakfast.

"So…" Mokuba began, but stopped, seeming unsure of how to phrase his question. His eyes were narrowed and his jaw was crooked as if in deep concentration.

"What?" Seto asked with a queer look at his brother. He wasn't sure why Mokuba was looking at him like he had food on his face. Well, it was a possibility seeming as how they had just enjoyed a large breakfast of French toast with extra powdered sugar and milk, courtesy of Seto.

"What?" he asked again. "Do I have something on my face?" he rubbed his hand over his face to make sure.

"Do you know what time it is?" Mokuba asked him, still looking at Seto strangely. Mokubas question caused him to glance at the clock above the sink.

"Uh, 11:30," he hesitated. "Is this a trick question or something?" he raised his eyebrows at his brother. This caused Mokuba, who was sitting on the counter with his legs crossed, to break out laughing.

"What is so funny Mokuba?" Seto demanded crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes. He was beginning to get annoyed.

"The guys are coming at noon," Mokuba began, his laughter subsiding, "and I'm not sure that your present appearance will be the best welcoming gift, especially for the girls." He cocked his head toward his brother and eyed his still shirtless chest. Seto, instinctively, looked down and understanding immediately dawned on him. He too, began laughing.

"Your right little bro, not the best idea." He cocked his head to one side and winked at his little brother, knowing full well what would happen if he welcomed his guests half naked. He walked past his little bro, who was still laughing at his stupidity, and went to change.

His room was one of the biggest in the house, though he was seldom in it except to sleep. On the left, right after walking in, was the door to his ridiculously huge bathroom with a Jacuzzi tub that could fit ten if he tried, a giant glass shower with beautiful rock work carvings inside, and a closet the size of a room (which he never used). His right wall had another door that led to another enormously huge closet and a nice sized flat screen TV, Xbox, Wii, Playstation, etc. Across from his TV, a huge king size bed with a beautifully crafted black, wooden frame took up part of the wall. Two large windows and a sliding, glass door to his balcony took up the remaining wall. His room was a light, wooden brown and had little on the walls besides a couple paintings and a few pictures of Mokuba and the gang. As he entered his room, he put on some mellow rock and entered his huge closet. Being summer, he didn't need to dress up in his traditional silver jacket. No one will care anyway he thought as he picked up a white band t-shirt and a pair of dark jeans and slipped them on. Just as he had finished, squeals and laughter erupted from downstairs informing him that the gang had arrived. What perfect timing they have he thought with a smile as he headed downstairs to greet his guests.

"Seto!" Mai's squeals of delight greeted him before he had even reached the living room and her arms around his neck came next. Her long, blonde hair was the same as always, and her clothes were as modest as they ever were going to get, which wasn't great.

"Hey, get your hands off my girl," Joey joked as he came up and gave Seto a beg hug. Joey had changed since last summer. His blonde hair had the look of a surf bum and his arms pulsed as he moved, showing that he had been working out. Mai must be finally knocking some sense into the kid. Next came Tristan, whom hadn't changed much and who gave him a quick hello and a wave, followed by a hug from Serenity. Each summer, Tristan would be a little intimidated by Seto, but that soon wore off. Yugi and Tea came next, both giving hugs and hellos and both looking the same as always. As Seto glanced over his guests, he noticed someone was missing.

"Hey," he asked, "where's Bakura?" guessing they left him on the highway somewhere thinking it was funny.

"He's at the airport," Tea interjected.

"Airport, for what?" Seto asked with a quizzical look on his face. Why was Bakura going to the airport he thought to himself, but before he got any farther with questioning, Joey interrupted him with an arm around his shoulders.

"Yeah, so," he began with the same, wicked smile that always meant trouble, "we are going to have an extra guest with us this summer." Uh oh Seto thought, that can't be good. "Hey, hey, relax" Joey said looking at his worried expression, "It's not what you think, she wasn't our idea-"

Seto's eyes widened at the word 'she' and he shrugged out of Joey's embrace. "She?" he sneered glaring at Joey. The phrase 'If Looks Could Kill' instantly crossed Joeys mind and he quickly explained himself.

"Hey, don't look at me like that, like I said, it's not what you think. It's Bakura's Cousin that's coming and-"

"Cousin?" Seto's relieved voice cut him off. "Since when does Bakura have a cousin?" he asked. Bakura had never mentioned a cousin, or anything like one.

"I don't know, her parents are away somewhere, Europe, I think, and she came to live with Bakura for a while, but since Bakura is coming here for the summer, she rented an apartment in the city, but that still means she'll be here quiet a bit…" He trailed off and glanced at Seto then added, "Is that a problem?"

Seto's laughter put everyone at ease. "Of course that's not a problem. For once, you guys aren't trying to hook me up with someone," he turned to laugh at Tristan.

"Hey, don't think we won't at least try to hook you up," Tristan laughed earning himself an evil glare from Seto.

"So," Seto began turning away from Tristan with one last stare, "when are they coming?"

"He said they'll be here by seven, her flight comes in a six," Tea said.

"Alright, sounds good. Now, what shall we do?" the second the words left Setos mouth, he wished they hadn't. He was greeted with seven different answers and couldn't help but laugh.

"It's nine thirty and their still not here, do you think something happened to them?" Tea's worried face was eyeing the door.

"Don't worry, they'll be here," Yugi comforted her, grabbing her hand.

Mai was sitting on Joeys lap watching a bad war movie, Serenity and Tristan were on the floor, not really interested, and Mokuba was leaning in a corner pouting; he always did like Bakura the most. Seto had to stifle a laugh at this just when they heard the front door open and Bakuras annoyed voice of "…you didn't tell me we had another stop, Seto is going to be pissed." A low voice laughed at him and said something he couldn't understand. Bakura entered the living room, his white hair pointing in every direction as if he just gotten out of a tornado. Seto again had to stifle a laugh as he asked, "What happened to you?"

Bakura glared at him and said in a very sarcastic voice, "Oh this?" he pointed to his hair. "This is the result of the very annoying, not-telling-me-we-had-another-stop, short Namine and her crazy motorcycle." He cocked his head back in the direction of the front door hall.

"Hey, hey, hey," a female voice sang, followed by a crazy maroon redheaded girl walking in behind him. "I'm not that short…" Her voice trailed off as her eyes fell on Seto and immediately they bulged. Her mouth dropped slightly as she looked up at him.

"Okay, I wasn't short until just now." She glanced at Bakura then back at Seto. Bakuras face turned into a slight smirk and everyone laughed as he introduced the gang with a gesture of his hand at each name.

"Namine, meet Seto, Mokuba, Tea, Yugi, Tristan, Serenity, Joey, and Mai. Guys, meet my cousin, Namine." He sneered her name making her look away from Seto and laugh once at him. Namine was wearing dark jeans, Converse, and a black unbuttoned jacket with a white shirt underneath. Her hair was short, red and ridiculously layered; it looked like she just woke up. Her eyes were a deep gray that sparkled when she laughed. Compared to Seto, she was a pixie.

"Oh, oh, oh… YES! Ha, ha beat that." Namine, who was sitting in between Seto and Joey on the couch, crossed her bracelet-covered arms over her white shirt. A smug grin crossed her face as she demolished Bakura, Tristan, and Joey in Halo for the thirteenth time in a row. The guys weren't taking being beat by a girl very well, Bakura was grinding his teeth, Joey was bright red from anger, and Tristan was spitting out a steady stream of profanities under his breath (which was usually Joeys job.)

Everyone had gotten very involved in the Halo match and screams of "Go!" "Ah!" "Look out!" and others like them erupted from the game room like an earthquake. From the two hours since Namine arrived, they had found out that she was a twenty-one year old collage student, she worked as a professional tattoo and body-piercing artist (though, strangely enough, she had no visible tattoos and only minor piercing on her ears,) she loved music, Bakura and her were like siblings (they even called each other brother and sister,) and she hated driving slow with a passion.

"Alright guys, I have to go," she began but was interrupted by the losers' cries of "Coward… you're just afraid you cant beat us again…"

She glanced at the losers from the corner of her eye with an evil smile that made multiple people, Seto included gasp.

"Oh really?" was the only warning of her next move, which was to jump clear across the couch, over Joey and Tristan and land on Bakura in lightning speed, pinning him down.

"Hey, sis, get off," Bakura laughed as they got into a serious wrestling match that ended on the floor as a draw. Untangling themselves and still laughing hysterically, they helped each other up right on the floor.

"Okay," she said rubbing her hand through her hair, "I really need to go," still laughing.

"Aww," Bakura and Mokuba said at the same time causing the three to burst out laughing again (Mokuba immediately took to liking Namine.)

"Do you have too? It was just getting fun," Mokuba sulked.

"Hey, don't worry, I'll be back," she said ruffling his black hair and pulling herself off the floor. "But I have to work tomorrow, and that would suck for me to be tired on my first day, don't you think?" she smiled at him.

"I guess," a pouting Mokuba answered.

"Don't worry," she said again, winking at him. "Alright, I'll see you guys later," she said as she picked up her jacket from behind Seto (whom she laughed at whenever she stood next to him, he was like a giant to her, which in turn made him laugh) and hugged Bakura.

"Hey, you owe us a rematch!" Joey and Tristan yelled after her.

"You got it," she laughed before waving once and leaving the room. The quiet purr of her bike was the last thing they heard.

That night, the whole conversation was about Namine. The girls immediately fell in love with her and the guys (excluding Joey and Tristan who were still too pissed from the Halo match to like her yet) took her under their wing. By the end of the night, Joey and Tristan were planning on ways to get back at her. This made Seto laugh. He was really starting to like Namine, and what was better, Joey and Tristan had absolutely nothing to do with it. The first day of summer went great for once, and it was only going to get better.