"WHY are we going to Alaska?"

Ryou sighed. He'd been asked this question at least 10 times in the past hour. It had all started when school let out, and Ryou had wanted to go somewhere… different. He didn't want to go somewhere with a lot of people, so that ruled out a number of normal vacation spots (and earned him an hour's worth of teasing from his yami about how shy he was). Eventually, he found a picture of a beautiful lake with a cabin next to it, mountains behind the lake and tall trees surrounding the lake. Interested, he clicked on the picture, and was greeted by a loud voice coming over his speakers, telling him to 'Come visit beautiful Alaska!' He then had to wait two hours to get his computer back from the shadow realm, since his yami had decided that the voice was entirely too loud.

"HIKARI, WHY ARE WE GOING TO ALASKA?" came the voice of said yami from the backseat of the car.

"WHY WON'T YOU SHUT UP!" Marik shouted from the driver's seat. Ryou had decided to invite Marik and Melvin along, mostly because he'd need witnesses around if Bakura decided to kill him. As for Bakura's question, he just ignored him.

"I'm hungry," Melvin commented from the backseat, looking bored.

"Find someone who cares," Bakura mumbled angrily, staring out the window at the trees and snow. First his hikari had dragged him (literally) on some flying contraption, which he had dubbed the 'flying death trap', and now he was being carted to god-knows-where just because his hikari decided that the WARM city wasn't good enough anymore! That WARM beaches weren't good enough. That WARM Egypt wasn't a good vacation idea! (Ryou had muttered something about 'not bailing you out of jail' when he had suggested Egypt). In all, he was ready to kill someone. Namely Ryou. And maybe Melvin.

"So, what in Ra's name possessed you to make this little trip?" Melvin asked, deciding that he wasn't getting enough attention.

"I don't like crowds, I won't take Bakura to Egypt for the sake of the world's safety, and it looked nice in the picture," Ryou replied, still a bit jet lagged from their long flight from Japan to California.

"So, in conclusion, your hikari has dragged us halfway across the world to basically sit in a different house," Melvin said to Bakura, enjoying tormenting the other yami.

"This had better be a DAMN nice house, cause if you expect me to stay in a pathetic shack you- HOLY SHIT MARIK LOOK OUT!" Bakura screeched, clinging to the seat for dear life as the car started spinning on slick ice.

"DEAR RA WE'RE GONNA DIE!" Ryou cried, clutching his arm rests as blurred colors of white and green flew by in the windshield. Marik was too busy trying to gain control of the car, and Melvin was too busy laughing and shouting "WEEEE!" to be of any help. Suddenly, they came to a violent and terrifying stop. Because they had run into a snow bank. The two hikaries in the front seat were busy catching their breaths, Bakura was thanking every god he could think of, and Melvin was still laughing.

"That was fun, let's do it again!" Melvin cackled, which brought Bakura out of his stupor.

"RYOU, THIS TRIP HAS NEARLY KILLED ME, SO NOW I'M GONNA-" Unfortunately, that was when the air bags went off, effectively silencing anything he was going to say.


It had taken an hour for a tow truck to arrive, meaning that everyone was subjected to Bakura's constant whining that it was too cold, too wet, and in general just horrible. Then there was the argument of who was going to ride in the tow truck and who was going to ride in the car. In the end, nobody rode in the tow truck, since the man decided it was too cold and he didn't care, he started driving off without them. Most of the boys made it in the car; Melvin ended up latching onto the cars trunk and clung for 3 miles. Lucky for him they eventually hit a red light, giving him time to climb into the car.

"T-t-thanks for a-all the h-h-help," he spat out through chattering teeth.

"No problem," Bakura said smugly, smirking at the frozen yami. Both the hikaries had fallen asleep, and Bakura was smart enough to know not to wake Ryou up. His hikari was pure evil when he first woke up (a fact Bakura had learned the hard way). The rest of the ride to the cabin was uneventful, the hikaries waking up halfway there. As the tow truck pulled into the snowy driveway, the two yami's mouths fell open at the sight. The 'cabin' was more like a wooden mansion. It was at least two stories high, with different balconies. There was a hot tub on one balcony, and a little bar on another.

"…HOW on EARTH did you manage to afford this?" Melvin finally managed to ask, mostly too busy gaping at the epic cabin.

"Oh, I just called my dad and started talking with him about all those birthdays he missed… and Christmas…" Ryou said breezily, a small smirk on his face.

"You blackmailed your dad into renting this?" Bakura asked disbelievingly, not certain if he had heard his hikari right. Ryou was too sweet to resort to Bakura's tactics, wasn't he?

"Well, it's only blackmail if you look at it that way," Ryou claimed, smirk still on his face. Both yami's made a mental note that Ryou was far more devious than they gave him credit for.

(Well, here's my first chapter! This is my first fanfic that has actual chapters, so bear with me. Note: All flamers and haters will be kicked into the Spartan pit! XD)