Chapter One:

Honolulu

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Author's note: The Yamis are in college and the Hikaris are still in high school. Thus, making things a bit complicated. Seto and Jou are willing to help the Hikaris well Jou is. Seto is being his charming self as usually. This story is AU as you can tell.

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Kaiba Seto, CEO to a billion dollar gaming empire and well known in Magazines as the "bad guy", could not believe that his icy exterior was being thaw out right from underneath his black Stacy Adams. He debated on his long half an hour limo ride that he'd have a glass of Jack Daniels whiskey and call it a night. However, fate had another purpose for him and that purpose was the key to his undoing named Katsuya Jonouchi who was now standing before him with overly large watery puppy dog eyes, and three other young men lined up beside him mimicking his actions.

"Do I even want to know?" he sighed and grimly removed his suit coat to hang on his platinum coat rack.

"Kaiba hun, its summer vacation and Yug, Ryou, Malik and I have been discussing our summer plans and well…" The blond trailed off his brown eyes snapping to the polish floors of Kaiba's mansion.

"What is it mutt?" Did he really want to know what his boyfriend was asking too late to take back what he just said.

"It's just that we heard about your next business trip being in Hawaii and all-"

"No," That was the brunet's final answered or was it?

His boyfriend had turned blue in the face both cheeks puffed out similar to that of squirrel cheeks stuff with nuts. His brown eyes blazing. "I didn't even get to finish, Sheesh!"

"I don't care the answer is still no."

Unfortunately, for Kaiba his boyfriend was skilled at getting what he wanted. All the blond had to do was deny Seto of the four things he craved the most and that was: the right to grope, fondle, kiss and even have rough sex thus making the mogul finally caved and agreed to bringing all four minors upon his private jet to Hawaii. He was whipped for sure.

Mutou Yugi openly gawked at the massive jet, parked on the airline strip. He suddenly felt sick. He was already short four eleven to be exact and the reality of riding a thousand ton jet three thousand feet for seven hours in the air made him want to turn around and go back home. He would just have to explain to his grandfather that he suddenly had a revelation.

He was afraid of heights. Besides his grandfather needed help with the game shop he owned. The man wasn't getting any younger.

"Hey Yug are you coming!" Jou only had one foot on the steps leading into the jet he didn't look concern, but he brown orbs were still swarming with emotions.

"Uh… uh…"

"Come on slow poke let's go!" Malik Ishtar draped and tan arm over the short teen's shoulders ushering him to the awaiting jet.

Malik never been flying either and he could relate with Yugi's immediate awe, but the sixteen year-old Egyptian would ride a boat made out of popsicle sticks and duct tape just to get as far away from his bitchy older sister Ishizu especially when it was that time of the month. He inwardly shivered, well enough about his pain and misery.

"Aren't you excited Yugi we are going to be flying with nothing but metal and air between the ground and us, ouch what you do that for?"

"You are not making it any better! Don't listen to him Yugi you know he's a walking mental case."

Bakura Ryou could only hope he had made it in time before Malik's damage could be done but judging by Yugi's sickly shade of green he was too late. Damn Malik! All Ryou wanted to do was get on the jet as soon as possible before his father woke up and seen the note he left for him on his pillow.

The three had to haul Yugi on the jet. He latched onto Ryou for dear life once they aboard the jet. Seto sat crossed at the knee in one of his comfy leather seats a crystal wind glass filled with red wind.

No, he wasn't an alcoholic but he found himself drinking whenever all four knuckle heads were together. He only hoped he'd be in a drunken haze for the next 7 hours and 15 minutes.

The four made themselves comfortable Jou sitting across from his boyfriend on the left side of the jet away from the door. The other three were sitting to the right Yugi had passed out from senses overload his head resting on Ryou's leg, while the milky-haired boy combed his long fingers through Yugi's black and violet spikes every so often he would brush the boy's blond bang from out of his eyes. Malik watched the pair across from him if only his bitchy sister was as nice as that then maybe he would be a lunatic.

The five of them were on their way to Hawaii this should be interesting thousands of miles away from Domo Japan. They had yet to know that there were three reasons for making this get away interesting.

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Kaiba had already rented and resort on the west side of Hawaii in the thriving City of Kona called Ala Kala Resort. The resort has four bedrooms, three bathrooms; two story vacations get away that cost at least 1,320 weekly.

Not much by Kaiba's standers, but at least he wouldn't have some cramped hotel room to share with all four retards, yes his Jou was a retard also, probably the biggest of them all.

On the plus side the bedroom had a maximum capacity of four persons per bedroom unit. So that meant Kaiba got all the space he needed without having to feel claustrophobic.

"Oh my dear Ra," Malik dropped his dingy duffel bag to the floor his mouth draping in a lopsided gape;

"This place is as big as a house!" He ran off to go explore the upstairs area the Thunk Thunk Thunk of his feet was enough to make the other four flinch.

True, the condo was beautiful and beige with push carpet, wooden pillow top chairs, it even had and dining room, full kitchen, washer and dryer, ceiling fans, and in each room there was a king size bed with and dresser to store their belongings. Three of the rooms had a bathroom attachment. So someone was going to have to share.

Malik had did sudden belly flopped on his comfy pillow top mattress, "I call dibs on this room," his room being the closes to the stairway meaning late night fridge raids.

Instantly, Jou locked eyes with Seto. "Let's hurry up and grab a room with a bathroom!" He latched a hand on to his boyfriend's wrist toeing the brunet through the dining room and up the steps to the back of the condo where all the rooms were. They picked the room next to Malik's.

If only the Egyptian knew what little sleep he was going to receive, if any, he would have probably chosen the room without the bathroom, since it was the furthest away from the couple's.

Yugi notice the couple's hasty retreat to claim a room with a bathroom. He took a sidelong glance at Ryou. The ash-blond was too engrossed in admiring the condo to realize that slowly his friends were disappearing. Swiftly, the shortest out of the bunch ran up the stairs and to the back of the condo he was going to get and room with a bathroom damn it!

"Hey guys look there is even a garden view! How cool is th- hello guys are you there?"

Did they go exploring like Malik? After several minutes it donned on Ryou were his friends had wandered off to. There were five people, four rooms' three bathrooms. Why those sneaky snakes!

"Ah-ha too bad Ryou you should have been paying more attention!" Malik was leaning on the wall beside the stairway tan arms folded at his chest and a superior smirk breaking his flawless features.

"Well, one of you are going to have to share so (he shrugged) whatever."

And he made his way passed the ash-blond to put his things away.

They had left at six in the morning from Domo Japan and arrived at Kona international airport around 1:15 PM so they had time to kill. The crew boarded Kaiba's rental jeep to Kailua-Kona, which was about 15 minutes away; with their entire belongings store in dressers for the two weeks' vacation in Honolulu there was plenty of time to kill.

"I have to get up early in the morning for a meeting with Kaiba crops biggest sponsors so instead of just jumping right into something extreme let's all get to know our surrounding." He turned cold sapphire orbs on each member at the mahogany dining room table that only consists of three. Hmm… they seemed to be one albino short.

"That sounds like a good plan." Yugi agreed.

"Hold up, where did you guy's pet albino go?" Seto stood up from the table the others mimicking his actions. They hadn't realized a member was missing.

Ryou was proud of himself for sneaking out unnoticed. Upon arrival he wanted to go check out the condo's surrounding area, but was surprise, pleasantly surprise mind you to see that the limestone patio had stone steps leading down the mountain side. The condo resided on a beach! A gentle Hawaiian breeze was the first to greet him the sound of waves crashing onto jagged black rocks, and still, he had not forgotten the Japanese costume of leaving his shoes at the front door so he was barefooted there.

He heard the chirp of seagulls hovering above as he step down the stones steps with caution until the soles of his bare feet came in contact with the soft white beach sand. Further down the beach were people mostly tourist. Curious Ryou rushed his steps fully ready to join them, he may look shy but making new friend was always and enjoyment.

An Islander by the name of Joan Matavao greeted Ryou. She was a heavy set woman who could have been in her late thirties or early forties. Her two kids a boy and a girl were splashing about in the waves, though she and Ryou started up a casual conversation she kept a watchful eye on her children knowing the dangers this tropical paradise holds.

Joan was even able to get him to take off his shirt and go play in the crystal clear waters Of Kona. Before he knew it he was in a splashing competition with the two kids. The warm water felt good on the skin he was having the time of his life and decided to swim out a little further.

Joan notice where he was, "eh, Ryou you should stay close to the shore it's dangerous!" She warned, however, her warning had drowned out but the clash of waves and the laughter emanating from people. He dunked his head underneath the water not prepared to see the clear aquamarine world beneath. He realized when he popped his head up, for a breath of fresh air, that the beach was drifting further away and he was no longer touching the ocean floor. Though he didn't panic knowing that all he had to do was swim back that was easier said than done.

Now the panicking was kicking in. Joan was standing ankle deep in the sea before she herded her kids away from the waves and ran to go get some help. Ryou choose the worst of moves freaking out his swimming coming more frantic making it harder to keep his head above the roll of the waves.

Without the slightest of warning the worst thing that could happened happen a six foot wave to be exact rolled over the blond trapping him in a swirling rip tide beneath it tossed him, rolled him and, jerked the blond relentless to let go. He wondered if this was it, was he really going to die on summer vacation how cruel was that? His chest ached and started to burn as his air way started to constrict and almost automatically his body fault for dear life, only to fight in vain the sea wanted to claim another victim and what she wanted she usually got.

Out of nowhere he felt something wrapped around his chest in a firm grip. The grip tightening as a struggle to be pulled upwards increased. Once his head broke the surface he sputtered and coughed. Heaving for a breath he clenched the floating plank or whatever the hell it was Ryou didn't give a damn it was keeping him afloat.

The person who had dived below to retrieve him was pushing a long surfboard this being the object that Ryou was clenching on to for dear life and reluctant to let go until his feet touched land. If only he got to see his savior's face before his vision blurred out from shock.

The foursome was trying not to panic all except for Seto he retired to his and Jou's room he was not in the mood to play detective if Ryou winded up getting himself kidnapped by some mountain man and sold into prostitution it was his own damn fault.

What they all fail to realize the chain of events that was starting to take place and just how out of their hands it was going to be…

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Kenji Bakura, hands shook clenching the note that was left on one of his pillows. He had scan the note repeatedly believing it was a joke; however, when he searched his home for his son and found it to be empty the man's little resolve snapped and the next thing he knew he was contacting Domo airlines.

There was going to be hell to pay.