A/N: My school work is calming down now, so hopefully no more delays!

And it's the chapter you've all been waiting for! They FINALLY go to England! Woop!

Thanks to everyone who reviewed~!


Ryou glanced at the clock for what seemed like the fiftieth time in the past five minutes. It was 3:00am in the morning, and he had half an hour to kill before the Ishtar's came to pick him and his brother up. Today they were finally going to England, and Ryou was visibly bouncing from excitement. Bakura on the other hand, was not.

"Will you calm down? You're giving me a headache!"

"Sorry 'Kura! I just can't wait!" Ryou replied with a sympathetic smile. He didn't mean to wake his brother up so early; he just couldn't get to sleep and decided to finish packing. All the noise woke up Bakura, and now he was grumpier than Ryou had ever seen him before.

"Yeah yeah, whatever," Bakura mumbled before flopping back down on the couch. Once he was awake, he couldn't get back to sleep again, no matter how hard he tried.

"What time did Marik and Melvin say they would be here?" Bakura said - his speech slightly mumbled as his face was squished in one of the cushions.

"3:30. Maybe I should ring them and ask them to come sooner?" Ryou suggested, he was getting sick of doing nothing. Bakura must of felt the same way, giving a grunt in reply.

Ryou flipped open his mobile, just as he received a text from Marik:

Ryou.

Gonna be earlier than expected, probably be there in 10 minutes.

Marik.

'Well that's lucky' Ryou thought as he sent Marik a quick reply of 'okay' and looked over to where his brother had collapsed on the couch.

"They'll be here in 10 minutes, start getting ready."


Sure enough, ten minute later Marik knocked on the door, and before they knew it they were at school with the rest of their class.

Everyone was talking enthusiastically to each other. The atmosphere was buzzing at the thought of no school work for the next week.

"Everybody, I understand you're excited, but please listen!" the teacher spoke, desperately trying to calm down her class. "Before we can let you on the coach, you need to partner up with a buddy! When you have chosen your partner, please come to the front and tell us."

"I PICK CREAMPUFF!" Melvin yelled, grabbing Ryou's wrist and dragging him over to the teachers.

"I guess that leaves me and you," Marik said awkwardly. Bakura merely nodded in reply, before walking in the same direction as their siblings, and getting on the bus.

Marik and Bakura sat behind Melvin and Ryou on the coach as they waited for the other students to pair up.

"Wow, I can't believe it! We're actually going to England!" Ryou said, trying to control the excitement in his voice.

"Where exactly are we going again?" Marik asked.

"It's a place called Whitby in Yorkshire; it's a lovely seaside town! Me and 'Kura used to go there all the time when we lived in England. They have the best Fish'n'Chip shops! I hope they allow us some free time, that way we can buy some chips and walk along the beach! It'll be so much fun! And we can…" Ryou trailed off as he saw the next person coming onto the bus: Ushio.

Ever since that day in science, Ryou had managed to successfully keep out of the other boy's way. This only managed to piss Ushio off more, but that didn't matter. If he got beaten up, his brother would notice and take action. Ushio had made it quite clear that he wasn't scared of Bakura anymore, and Ryou didn't want to risk his brother getting hurt as well.

Just when he thought he wouldn't have to deal with any of that stress for a week, the source of it all strolls onto the bus. He wasn't even in Ryou's history class, what was going on?

"Ryou? Hello? Earth to Ryou!" Bakura said, waving a hand in front of his brother's face to try and snap him back into reality.

"Are you okay? You spaced out on us for a minute?" Marik said in a concerned tone, following the white haired boys gaze in the direction of Ushio.

"Oh, yeah I'm fine! Just thinking about England is all…" Ryou hated lying to his friends, but it was the only way they wouldn't get hurt. "Does anyone know why Ushio is here? He isn't in our class." It couldn't hurt to ask why Ushio was here, could it?

"Apparently there were some spaces left over, so Miss gave asked if anyone in her form wanted to come, obviously Ushio took the offer," Marik replied matter-of-factly, as if the situation wasn't a problem.

"Oh…I see…"

"Is something wrong creampuff?" Melvin asked, speaking up for the first time since they sat on the coach,

"No, everything is fine Melvin," Ryou smiled, but Bakura wasn't convinced.

"Are you sure Ryou? 'Cause if he's bothering you again…" He replied with clear venom in his voice, glaring at Ushio.

Maybe asking was a bad idea.

"No! Bakura its fine! Honestly!" Ryou said slightly too hastily, but luckily no one picked up on his panic as Melvin spoke.

"What do you mean by 'again'?"

"When we first started school, Ushio and his gang of knuckle heads used to bully Ryou. He didn't tell anyone because Ushio said if he did, he would beat him up even worse than he was already doing, which was quite bad I might add. Anyway, I eventually figured out what was going on and sorted it out. Ushio hasn't touched him since," Bakura finished his tale with a smug look on his face.

"He was talking to Ryou the other day…" Melvin said giving Ryou a questioning look.

"I told you it was nothing Melvin! He just wanted to ask about the practical!"

"Ryou…" Bakura said with disbelief evident in his eyes.

"Ohh! Look! The bus is moving!" Ryou said quickly changing the subject, as the coach started to pull away from the school.


"Okay everybody, off the coach!" The teacher called, startling Ryou. He hadn't realised he had fallen asleep on the long coach journey, and now they were already at the airport! "Remember to stick with your buddy to ensure safety!"

"Come on Melvin, let's go," Ryou said turning to face the Egyptian, only to find him fast asleep.

"Urm…Melvin?" he gave the tanned boy a poke in the side, but all that resulted in was a grunt.

"Melvin! Come on Melvin! Wake up!" Ryou said, frantically shaking the other boy as more and more people started to leave the coach.

Nothing happened for a few seconds, but before Ryou knew it, the taller male had stretched his arms out and around the white haired teen, forcing Ryou to face plant his chest as he remained fast asleep.

Feeling all the blood rush up to his face, Ryou tried his hardest to wake the other up, but it was to no avail as all that came out were muffled squeaks.

He didn't know how long they stayed like that, but it couldn't have been too long before he heard snickering that he recognised as Marik.

"What the bloody hell are you doing?" Bakura said, pulling his brother from Melvin's strong grasp.

"I-it's not what it looks like! I-I was j-just trying to wake him up!" Ryou said, his face going even redder as Melvin somehow managed to remain asleep through the whole embarrassing experience.

"You tried to wake him up…by lying on him?" Bakura asked sceptically.

"N-no! Agh! Just forget it!" Ryou turned his gaze to the floor, hoping that by doing so his face would regain its normal colour.

"Marik, would you wake your bloody brother up! We need to get off the coach."

"Alright! Alright!" Marik said, walking over to his brother. He leant down so his mouth was level with Melvin's ear before whispering, "Hey Melvin, there's fresh creampuffs waiting downstairs with your name on them!"

Almost immediately Melvin's eyes shot open and he jumped up from his seat.

"CREAMPUFFS?! WHERE!" he started looking around frantically, causing the three other boys to burst into laughter.

"There aren't any! Come on! We need to leave the coach," Marik said pulling his more than disappointed brother along with him.

"Doesn't Melvin call you a creampuff?" Bakura said once the Ishtar's were out of ear shot.

"Oh…y-yeah he does…" Ryou replied blushing slightly at the nickname. All he got in return was a frown from his brother as they walked into the airport.


After two and a half hours of going through customs and security, they were finally on the plane! It was actually happening; Ryou was going to England for the first time in 6 years. It had really started to sink in now, there was no turning back. Ryou let a soft smile play on his mouth at the thought. They were finally going home. It may not be for a very long time, but they were going nonetheless.

He was pulled out of his thoughts by a very loud snoring noise coming from his left.

"Good grief! He's asleep again! The plane hasn't even left yet!" Ryou exclaimed to Marik, who was sat behind him and Melvin.

"He's been sleeping a lot more than usual lately…"

"Huh, lazy bastard," Bakura mumbled under his breath, earning a head slap from Marik.

"Don't insult my brother Bakura!"

"I was just telling the truth…"

"You can't really say anything 'Kura, if it weren't for me you would never get out of bed," Ryou added quietly as his brother glared at him.

Just then the seat belt icon lit up, signalling it was time for them to belt up before the plane left.

Ryou did up his own belt, before realising that Melvin had fallen asleep before he had done his own up.

Without thinking, Ryou leant over Melvin, feeling down the side of his seat for the belt buckle, but not having much luck.

What he didn't notice was the now wide awake Egyptian smirking at him.

"Any particular reason why you're feeling me up, creampuff?"

At the sound of Melvin's voice, Ryou froze, his eyes wide as he realised what he had been grabbing at had not been the seat belt, but Melvin's leg.

"I-I w-wasn't…honestly! I-I was trying to do your belt up because you were asleep!" he stuttered, his face going tomato red for the second time that day.

"Ahh I see, well," Ryou gasped as he felt Melvin's hand wrap around his own, "Let me help you with that." Melvin then proceeded to guide Ryou's hand to the belt, and clip it into the hole. "See," he purred down the smaller boy's ear, "Much easier."

Ryou shivered as he felt Melvin's hot breath, it took him a few seconds to realise Melvin was no longer holding his hand. Blushing an even deeper crimson, he straightened up and sunk down into his own seat.

He figured his face wouldn't return to a normal colour for a long time.


After an excruciatingly long flight and another tedious coach ride, they finally reached their destination.

Stepping out of the coach, Ryou was hit by the familiar smell of the salty sea, and was instantly flooded with a sense of nostalgia.

He looked up at the Bed and Breakfast he had seen many times before, and only one thought entered his mind.

It's great to be home.


A/N: Yay! They're in England! I've been to Whitby quite a few times and I love it so much I just had to include it in this fic!

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