Disclaimers: Me dun own. :sniffles:

Bakura: look what you've gone and done!

Akemi: :sobs:

Bakura: Quit crying you twit!

Akemi: 'Kura's a meanie!

Bakura: :frowns: Ah..let her have it....

Yugioh owners: NO! SHE IS CURSED FOR TURNING THE BOYS INTO YAOI BOYS

Bakura: :Blinks: But...but people like us all other one another

Rabid fangirls/boys: YES! WE LOVE IT!

Bakura: :crosses arms smugly: See?

Yugioh owners: :whispers among each other: We will get back to you later. But you do not own it.

Bakura: Kisamas :watches the yugioh ppl walk away: IT WILL BE MINE!!! :hahahahaha:

OOOOOOOOOKAY! I'm a loon. :P

This is yaoi! boy x boy love O_O (and lotsa cursing!)

summary: Bakura hates Yami. Well, what happens when the gang (Ryou, Bakura, Yami, Joey, Malik, Honda, Tea, Marik, Seto and Yugi) get stranded on a cruise ship. O_o and the two are stuck together in the dining hall? Can they work their differences out and get to their friends? And what of the other passengers? Is there romance? O_o

Guys...Girls...this is my first shot at doing a non-angst!

O_o and i dont own the cruise ship. i got the name from chrono cross.

CAN YOU FEEL THE LOVE TONIGHT?

Bakura groaned, watching his hikari hastily pack several suitcases both with his clothes and the yami's. Clothes, personal items, camcorder, camera, spare emergency objects were all being stuffed inside. Bakura..was being ignored. Currently, the snow haired akutenshi, was leaning against the wall, arms crossed in front of his trim and toned chest. The deep chocolate eyes glared at the boarding passes for the cruise ship, the S.S Zelbiss. Bakura didn't want to go but he didn't trust the others-namely Malik- He had to be there to protect Ryou from a hormone driven teenager who hadn't seen action for five thousand years. Though, going meant he had to deal with the damned pharoah. Bakura produced an image of the cocky, arrogant little bastard from his past. Damn his Sennen Eye. That was the only thing stopping Bakura from exacting his revenge on Yami.

It had all started in Egypt, where the pharoah was a complete justice leader who sought to destory the evil of society. Bakura was a tomb robber and thus, a bad person. Okay, so he enjoyed murdering people and stealing expensive artifacts from the final resting places of the more prominent individuals, it didn't make him evil. Bakura shrugged. Maybe it did. He had to survive somehow. Still, Yami didn't have to be so cruel to him. He only wanted to live. Then, came the time when Yami sealed the Shadow Games up...sealing himself and seven others inside the Sennen Items. For five thousand years, Bakura was stranded inside that freaking Ring. At least his aibou wasn't as bad as Yami's. Yugi, the pipsqueak, was as self-righteous as his irritating yami. Yugi's innocence annoyed Bakura to no end but...time passed and Bakura saw Yugi as another version of his hikari.

Ryou blinked at the blank expression on his yami's features. Ryou paniced. Perhaps it wasn't such a good idea to have Bakura come with them. He and Yami would probably end up killing each other and Ryou wasn't ready to lose Bakura just yet. His darker half had grown on him and it was love that Ryou knew was returned. Though, not the love between lovers. Ryou bit his lip, confusing himself. Ryou grabbed the two passes, smiling softly. It was spring break, what better way to relax then a cruise on the Carribean? There, he could be with his boyfriend. The others-not even Bakura-knew of their relationship. Ryou wanted them to know but Ryou was positive it would only spark a conflict between Bakura and Malik.

Malik reminded Ryou of his akutenshi. A presence to be feared yet admired, hated yet loved. It was either one dealt with Malik or completey ignored him. Most of his friends chose to leave Malik alone, rather than risking their lives should they anger Malik. Ryou thought it a good idea since, most of them annoyed Bakura. Bakura and Malik were so similar, it was a given that Malik would end up murdering them all-especially Tea when she started on her friendship rants-in their sleep. However, for Ryou, it had been love.

It took a while, six months, to work over his nervousness and approach Malik. Ryou remembered it like it was yesterday. Ryou had worn his yami's leather pants, the ones Malik had first seen him in (and Ryou was sure that the golden haired teen had been drooling mentally, he could see it in Malik's eyes.) Ryou found Malik at the place he was usually at; the ocean. Malik was so etheral when there, violet eyes glinting the sun and the waters. Ryou had lost his composure and froze when Malik turned those gorgeous eyes on him. Ryou smiled to himself. It wasn't as if he needed words. Who would have figured that Malik held the same feelings? Without so much as a sentence passed betwixt the pair, they had found themselves drowning in a kiss of electrical magnitude.

Ryou floated back to reality. That had been five months ago. Having a relationship as a secret was hard. There were times when Ryou's friends had almost caught them together, most namely Marik and Bakura. Ryou blushed faintly. This would be the chance to be with Malik in the most intimate of ways; Ryou was going to lose his virginity to him on the cruise.

Ryou tapped Bakura's shoulder. "Are you ready Yami?"

"Sure Aibou. Lets get this over with." Bakura bad-humoredly took the bags and headed for the walk out front, blanching at the bright and lively flowers that lined the sides. He saw the car coming down the street, glaring that he had to carpool.

Ryou saw the glowwer and smiled softly. "If you went to get your license Yami, then you wouldn't have to."

"Aren't you old enough Ryou to get yours?"

Ryou shrugged, taking the smallest bag. "I don't have a need for it. I don't mind having someone else take me places." 'Malik anyways.' Ryou grinned implishly, earning a worried gaze from Bakura. "Oh, nothing." He giggled, feeling giddy. Malik would be in the car and just so happens, their cabins were the same. To make it more romantic, only one bed. Ryou shivered with delight at what would happen soon.

The car stopped and the driver went to open the door for the pair when Bakura stormed past him and crawled inside. He glared at everyone already in the car. Tea bit her lip and looked out the window. Seto rolled his eyes and settled in the seat. Joey returned the glare albeit much more denser. Malik smiled in greeting to his friend, exacting a raised eyebrow from Bakura and Marik. Ryou sank beside Malik, their thighs brushing. Bakura and Marik glanced at one another, curiously. What the hell was going on?

The car continued onwards towards the Mutou's. Bakura suppressed the squall of mad clouds that threatened to becoming a storm. Yami Yugi! Bakura snarled, causing the attention to turn from Tea's ramblings to himself. Bakura seethed. "WHAT?!"

Seto rubbed his aching temples. This was going to be a long trip. Joey placed a hand on Seto's shoulder. "Are you okay Kaiba?"

Seto shrugged him off, not appreciating the touch. "I'm fine, inu! Leave me alone."

"You don't have to be such a jerk Seto. He was only asking. Friends-"

"SHUT UP ABOUT FRIENDSHIP!" Bakura bellowed. Tea immediately hushed, too frightened to respond. A pissed off Bakura was a bad thing. Joey imagined he could see steam coming from the platinum yami's ears. He laughed. Bakura lept forward, hands going around Joey's neck nearly bumping his head on the cieling of the car. "What are you laughing about bastard?!"

"Yami! Please stop!" Ryou begged, brown eyes shining with tears. Malik pulled Ryou back down, hands more tightly on the hikari's hips than 'friendship' would ensue. Ryou purred into the strong grip. He made sure the others weren't paying attention before planting a chaste kiss on Malik's lips. "I can't wait until we get on that ship," he whispered.

"Me either, koi. I am never going to let you go, you do know that right?"

"Hmm. I like that idea."

Seto had managed to pry Bakura from a gasping Joey's throat, feeling an ulcer begin. Stress...he needed to be put on medication. Seto knocked on the window seperating the front of the car from the back, telling the driver to hurry up.

Marik giggled, poking Bakura in the side. "Good work Bakura. Not only have you managed to upset everyone in the entire car, you've almost killed Joey." Marik winked coyly. "I like it," he growled, launching onto Bakura.

Bakura frowned at his former lover. It had taken awhile to get over the hikari but now, the two were good friends though..not as much as Malik. Bakura took Marik's hands from his shirt. "Not here Marik. Not anywhere."

Marik good naturedly subsided back into his seat. "Okay. But..I'll get you to change your mind. You really need to get laid Bakura."

Bakura sighed, hearing the arguement already. It was always like this. Marik would tell him he needed to have sex, Bakura would say he didn't want sex that he wanted a more lasting relationship than just a fling thus leading Marik to critize him for wanting love. Was it really that bad? He had never tried it before, heard it could be a bitch but pain wasn't new to him.

Marik snickered. "Oh thats right, your whole 'need for love.'"

Ra took that minute to have Yami and Yugi get in the car. Yugi, hyper active like always, was radiating with smiles. Bakura felt like he was going to puke. Yami was looking at him smugly, down his aristocratic nose, a smirk playing on his lips. Bakura wanted to punch him. Yugi spoke up. "Your in love Bakura?!"

"No! I am not in love nor do I plan to fall in love but if I did I would never tell any of you fuckers."

Yugi, eyes watering as if he would burst into tears, pouted. "You...you wouldn't tell us? That means! You are in love!!!"

Bakura asked Ra to give him the patience to not throttle the hikari. Besides, Yami wouldn't appreciate. That snapped Bakra to attention. Since when did he give a damn about Yami? 'I need this vacation, away from these brats, by myself, in my room. Yes...thats it. I'll be fine. I will not have break down. I am..okay.' Bakura breathed deeply, shooting a death glare at Marik who was finding the entire thing immensely funny. "No Yugi. I'm not in love."

Yugi nodded, having been warned by Joey to not provoke Bakura. Instead Yugi popped some candy into his mouth. Yami groaned. "You don't need any more candy Yugi. You already ate a plate of chocolate and some ice cream!" (an: O_O kari...tee hee)

"But I'm hungry Yami!" Blink, blink went the huge purple eyes.

"Oh fine. Just don't come to me when your stomach hurts."

Bakura gulped, finding himself gazing at the tight, leather clad pharoah. 'Damn me! Why the hell am I staring!!! SHIT!' Bakura focused on Joey. 'Imagine him naked...fucking Seto. Ah...thats better.' Bakura glanced at Malik and Ryou. 'There is something going on with those two and I'm going to figure it out!'

Malik interlaced his hand with Ryou's, hiding their hands from the view of the others. He smiled softly at Ryou who blushed with a shyness that never escaped the younger boy. He felt like a school girl. Ryou blinked, wondering why his boyfriend was being..strange. "I was thinking that you make me smile like a fucking school girl." (an: thats a story...lol) Ryou's blush deepened.

Joey caught himself from oggling Seto again for upteenth time. He cursed himself for having to sit shoulder to shoulder with the billionaire. Why couldn't Seto have gotten a bigger car to pick them up?!

Tea was eagerly awaiting the arrival of Honda, her soon to be boyfriend. If she could catch him first. Her surroundings were blank, her only thoughts on the tall teenager.

Marik trailed a finger along Bakura's thigh, getting dangerously close to 'known' territory. Bakura scowled so he dropped back. Marik enjoyed tormenting his friend though..he did miss being with someone. Bakura had been his everything. A dutiful boyfriend, vocal and delicious lover. He was..perfect. Now, Marik couldn't imagine being intimate with Bakura though, it was fun to fantasize. He just needed to find.....someone. In truth, he agreed with Bakura. Five thousand years was a long time to be imprisoned and he wanted to settle down. Marik frowned. He was beginning to sound like a sap.

Seto was popping several aspirins, head throbbing. Would Joey quit looking at him?! Seto smacked himself mentally. What was so interesting about himself? A tired, boring, frozen, emotion-less person. Seto shrugged. It didn't matter.

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(um...for the sake of my fic. Marik, the hikari, shared a body with...Malik in the past..) O_O lol