A/N: This is a thing now. Stupid plot bunnies. If you've been following me on social media, you will be aware that I've been struggling with way too many plot ideas. Hogwarts AU, florist AU, isolated on an island AU (more soft and slow than this survivor AU).

I also have never seen an episode (I don't watch TV and I really need to stop getting AU ideas for shows I have never seen) so I will be watching an old series while I write this. Inaccuracies are therefore my own because I either have no idea or I just want to change it for funsies.

So this is a thing now and if there is anyone else who wants to join in I have already had my plot bunnies overtake Deang_Kast on AO3 to join in hahaha

In updates news: I am blocked on both Blind Date and Soul Project *sigh* The Fluffiest Hogwarts AU will eventually follow Blind Date and A Slow Descent arranged marriage slow build will eventually follow Soul Project.

I have no guarantees on update times for this survivor AU - its just a bit of fun while I'm working on Heart Beat's drama and blocked with the others.

Akihito had never been so excited in his life. The very first faint tendrils of light stained the horizon a slightly lighter grey than the dark surrounding them as they sailed over the dark ocean. He had no doubt that soon it would paint the world in beautiful reds and oranges and he was excited for it to usher in his first view of the island.

The island that he would call home for the next two months.

He had watched the reality TV show growing up. People cast away on an island and forced to fend for themselves while competing for rewards. A feat that required fitness, cunning, alliances, and a little bit of luck. Akihito loved parkour; climbing, running, jumping, and add to that a love of beaches and swimming and as far as fitness was concerned, he was set.

His friends had all applied as well but none of them had gotten in so it was just him with a group of strangers. His friends teased him that he was way too trusting for the backstabbing that people took part in on survivor but he just scoffed. Initially they had tribe members that he could trust so he could use that time to suss out everyone before it gets a bit hairy. But nevertheless, he was determined to win the one million dollars prize money.

Shadows were cast over the people in the boat with him as he looked around the mostly excited faces. People were craning to see outside while a few looked a little bored. A gasp drew his attention back outside and he looked out the window to see the hulking shadow of what had to be the island in the distance. It loomed larger and larger and glowed a soft orange in the early morning rays. It had been worth getting up at 3am for this view alone. What he would give to have his camera right now.

But no, all he had was the clothes on his back.

Excitement danced through him again as they got closer and closer. With the greater light, Akihito took a moment to glance around the people with him. A beautiful man with long luscious hair, a bouncy blonde girl, a bored looking golden eyed man. There were seven others with him for a total of eight people. Did that mean these were the people he would be working together with? There where twenty four people total so three groups of eight and this could be his tribe. Still, he couldn't be certain so he would keep his mouth shut for now.

Lush green plants waved in the slight breeze as the island took over their view. Two other boats came into view beside them and the three made their way into an idyllic bay. People from the other boats laughed and pointed and waved and Akihito found himself laughing too. It was just so exciting to be here! What a dream come true.

The boats pulled up and they all clambered out staying with their little group as instructed as they assembled before a familiar blonde man. Colour flags were set up on the beach and three small lumpy bags sat at the man's feet. Machines swept huge camera rigs around them a few times before the man began to speak.

"Welcome to Samoa! I am Mikhail, and welcome to Survivor. You are all here to prove your mettle and compete for the one million dollar prize money. Are you all excited?"

Akihito whooped along with the rest and was slightly put out when a few people from his group seemed less than enthusiastic.

"You think you got what it takes?"

Akihito whooped again. He was practically bouncing on the balls of his feet now. He was pumped.

"Take a good look around at the people standing right next to you." Akihito sceptically glanced to the sides. "These people are your tribe members. Right now, they are your greatest allies."

"Called it," Akihito muttered under his breath.

"You," Mikhail said as he pointed to Akihito's team, "Are the red team. Introduce yourselves."

He threw over a small cloth bag with red survivor bandanas in it. One of the girls picked it up and began excitedly handing out the bandanas as she introduced herself as Aoki. Akihito couldn't stop grinning like an idiot as he tied his around his head and proudly introduced himself.

Asami was the bored looking golden eyed man who tied his bandana around his arm and said nothing more. Momohara was the bouncy blonde who was just as excited as Aki. Fei Long had the beautiful long hair, now tied back by the bandana. Fujioka an ex-military man, Mizuno a busty brunet, and lastly Tamura, an athletic looking woman who loudly proclaimed that they could rely on her.

An evenly split team; four males, four females.

The yellow and blue teams were just as quickly bandana'd up before they were turned to face the water again. The three boats that brought them in were leaving and being replaced by another boat pulling some rafts and one behind that pulling a large raft.

"Survivors!" Mikhail called and they turned back to face him. "We have a beginning challenge! You are all stuck here on a remote island with nothing more than the clothes on your backs. What you need is supplies. Food, tools, building materials. These will make starting on this island much easier. There will be many challenges along the way. The rewards will be things that might make your life more comfortable, or perhaps it will be immunity so that you can keep your chance to win that prize."

The boat pulling the smaller rafts pulled up to a stop near the beach while the other one remained much further out. It dropped the large raft that was piled high with things too far away to make out and left it there, bobbing up and down in the ocean. Three coloured smaller rafts bobbed in the gentle swell of the ocean shallows while that boats left them.

"You will have ten minutes to get your raft to the boat and claim any supplies that you choose. At the end of the ten minutes, you can keep anything that is on your tribe's coloured raft. There are eight of you in each tribe. Will you all fit on the raft? What will you grab? Are you going to be able to get it there in time to get anything at all?"

Akihito looked at his team. "Tools," he said urgently.

"Tools, rope, flint. Food that won't go off," Asami's deep voice added.

"I'll swim ahead," Fujioka pitched in. "I'm a strong swimmer."

"Me too!" Akihito jumped back in. "We can try and grab the best things ahead of the other teams."

"Get ready survivors!" Mikhail yelled just as Tamura and Asami agreed to go straight for the rafts paddles with the others agreeing to help push it off. He had said nothing about the fact that their entire team needed to be on the raft; just that they had to get the raft there and load it up within ten minutes. "GO!"

Akihito and Fujioka kicked off their shoes and pulled off their t-shirts as they ran slightly behind the rest of their team. Finally free of the material that would only weigh them down, they both zipped past the rafts and out into the water. The water was too shallow for swimming but too deep for fast running for a long time and it was frustratingly slow progress. It was a relief when it was finally deep enough to start swimming and Akihito dove in, his years of beach going finally becoming useful.

The other man bet him to the raft and clambered up, the first of all the teams to reach it. It was a surprising distance away and Akihito was out of breath when he pulled himself up. He was quickly followed by a blue team member and Akihito dashed around, gathering what he thought would be useful. A machete in a casing, a piece of flint, a large coil of rope. The yellow team straggler finally boarded and Akihito made sure to keep the things he chose close to him, least another team pinches it.

He turned to see the rafts struggling to arrive but he was pleased to see his red tribe in the lead. Only Asami and Tamura remained on the raft while the others brought up the rear. They were paddling furiously.

"Takaba!"

Akihito spun around to see Fujioka loading up a wicker basket with smaller supplies and he put it in the water as he approached. It floated and Akihito quickly put a few of his supplies in there too. Nothing was said about them not taking the supplies to the raft. He grinned as the other man dove into the water and passed the basket over. He left to try and find another while he ferried it to the raft. The yellow team saw what they were doing and stole the second basket but Akihito zipped in and grabbed a light wooden crate before throwing it overboard with a shrug. May as well see if it floats. It did! With a whoop, he grabbed a few long wooden poles and pushed the crate out towards his team's incoming raft.

A loud horn screamed the timer. Only two minutes left. Asami hefted the crate onto the raft as Tamura and Fujioka pulled the raft up. Akihito wasted no time in haphazardly trowing whatever he could get his hands on over. The rope from earlier. A sealed bag of rice. A second machete. A huge branch of green bananas.

The final horn sounded and Akihito tossed the last thing he carried over. That was it. The yellow boat hadn't managed to reach the supply raft in time but they had used the floating basket technique to get a few things on board while the blue raft was nearly as loaded up as theirs was. They cheered out their relief that the first challenge was over. Akihito was already exhausted after that swim and they still had to get the raft back to shore! At least they didn't have a time frame now.

A small boat zipped up beside them with Mikhail standing on the back with a loud speaker.

"Well done to the red and blue teams! You all have the rest of the day to make your way back to shore and find a place to set up camp. Good luck Survivors and enjoy your first night in Samoa!"

Akihito and the others who were on the supply raft dove into the water as a larger boat came and hooked up to it to pull it away. The two boats left towards the mouth of the small bay with only the circling camera crews for company. He swum leisurely beside the raft as they steered it back to shore.

"We should leave the supplies in the raft until we pick a place to set up but maybe someone should guard it, just in case?" Aoki said as they gathered on the beach once Fujioka and Akihito had retrieved their clothing.

Fujioka was left guarding it so that he could rest a bit after all the swimming while the tribe set off to find a good location. It all looked much the same to Akihito but they managed to find a spot a little off the beach that wasn't too far away but had a little bit of a clearing in the middle with trees around to help set up shelters.

By the time they had settled on that place, the sun was high in the sky and the heat had them all sweating ridiculously. The exercise had Akihito's stomach rumbling too. He was staying with two others to clear a camp area and dig a fire pit while the others went to retrieve the raft. Both Asami and Fei Long stripped their shirts off revealing drool worthy rippling muscles before they left with Aoki and Mizuno.

Akihito gulped as he stared at their retreating backs and his brain supplied him with Fujioka's rippling chest during the swim. He had been so busy with the challenge that he hadn't really been paying attention. But oh, was he paying attention now. He found himself wishing for his camera once again.

Bless his gay little twink heart, it was going to be hot enough that they would be shirtless 90% of the time. It hadn't even occurred to him previously. All he was focused on was proving himself on the challenges and the prize money. Oh, this was going to be even more fun that he thought it would be.