A/N: OMG, i got 10 rvws in less than a day! AND i forgot the ra-damned disclaimer!!!!! YGO IS NOT MINE! (but Kai is) dar lol okay........MAJOR MAJOR plot twist here! Y'all wanted this not to be a one-shot, so it aint. I MIGHT make a lemon, just might, but I suck miserably at them.

Taryn: YOU do, but I don't! *smirk*

Sane Lady Wolf: Pervert.

Chiba Muse: Pewvewt!

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Yami squinted his eyes open and scowled. Half-scowled-- he was grinning on the inside. He put a hand up to his eyes, blocking the bright ray of sunlight from the window. He heard a faint sound coming from downstairs, and slid out of bed. Yami wrapped up in a robe and quietly sneaked out the room.

He waltzed down stairs, clear of the room witht he sleeping occupant. He saw Ryou sitting on the couch, gracefully and perfectly playing his guitar. He plucked every string without flaw; played every note perfectly and with great expertise. Yami listened and was lulled into a stupor by Ryou's music, but Ryou suddenly stopped playing and Yami jolted through his trance.

"He lives!" yelled Ryou. "The zombie has come back from the dead!" he said, laughing. Jou and Honda rushed in and laughed hysterically.

"What?" said Yami.

Honda smirked. "Your HAIR. It looks like a porcuipine!" he yelled, and all three boys burst into laughter. Yami rushed into the bathroom to, to his horror, confirm the awful state of his hair. A bloodcurling scream erupted form the room, following wiht the scrambling of Yami through the droors to find his comb.

"WHAT??!!" he hissed. "What did you RETARDS do with my BRUSH?!"

Joey snickered and removed the green brush from his pocket. He threw it at Yami, who cuaght it abrubptly and ran back into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him.

Ryou looked up at the celing and shook his head. "That Yugi can sleep through anything..." he said.

"Ding Dong!"

The doorbell rang, but none of the boys felt like answering it.

"Diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnggggg Doooooooooooooooooooooooooong Dingdong dingdong di-di-di-ding do-ong!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Al-RIGHT!" snapped Jou, and he walkedtoward the door. He opened it and a girl, about his age, stood on the doorstep. SHe had crimson-red hair, and was wearing a soccer uniform and a beanie. She had the trademark black-and-white striped sleeve on her left arm that all the Wolf Soccer players had. The girl looked at him quite skeptically and crossed her arms.

"Well?" snorted Jou.

"Congratulations." she said in a dull, monotonal voice, sounding as if she intended to sound boring and lifeless.

"Take them. I picked your address out of a hat. You and four other friends (that makes five tickets, in case you can't add, whoever you are) are going to Kawaii island of the Hawaiian Islands for two weeks. What a blast."

The girl threw five green pieces of paper at Jou, who scrambled hysterically to catch them.

"Oh, by the way: You'll be going with the Wolf Aero Girls' Soccer team. I'm Kai. You will also be attending our games in Hawaii."

Jou stood in amazement. Kai jogged off and soon dissapeared behind the sidewalk. He waltzed inside and yelled at the top of his lungs.

"WE'RE GOING TO HAWAII!" he said, flaunting the tickets in the other's faces, including Yugi's, who had arose from the bed.

"What?" they said.

"Did I stutter?" Jou said, mockingly. " Five tickets! One for youu-" he said, as he threw one at Ryou, "One for YOU, Yugi, one for me, and one for Honda!"

"But that leaves one more," said Yugi.

"Yeah...I'm gonna save the tickets by yall carrying you're yami's in yer items," said Jou.

"How about we take Anz-" said Honda, being cut off by angry glares from his friends.

"Just kidding!" he said.

"If ANZU came, the whole damn vacation would be ruined," spat Yami.

"How about we ask Malik?" suggested Yugi.

"Okay!" said Jou. "Let's all get packed!"

Yami and Yugi rushed upstairs and sprinted to the dresser.

"Dibs on the lucky swimsuit!" snorted Yami.

"WHAT?"

"You heard me. Dibs," said Yami, quickly pecking his light's forehead.

Each boy packed his suitcase full of clothes, bathroom supplies, dueling cards, suntan lotion, gameboys, CDs and CD players, and other assorted items. Yugi's suitcase was chock-full of candy. Yami pranced downstairs withhis baggage, as did Honda and Jou, but Yugi remained upstairs.

"Can't...move....this...BAG!" he said, making himself visible to the crowd of three. He was dragging a bag about his size slowly across the floor. He threw it down the stairs and panted heavily, then started to giggle, which was spread to all his friends.

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A small red convertible sped across the busy highway, unnoticed by all other people driving. In the front seat sat a blonde-haired boy, behind the wheel. Beside him was a brunette, sitting back and reclining on the leather seats. In back were a boy and his yami, sitting close by each other.

"What ARE you two doing back there?" snorted Honda.

Yami was cuddled up against Yugi, who was holding a bag of Sour Straws, apple flavored, and eating on one at the moment. Yami was eating one too, while eyeing Yugi from aside.

"Oh my god..." said Honda, beginning to laugh. "Don't tell me you're..."

Yami started to snicker as he chewed on his candy. Yugi scoffed a laugh, and then shoved the remains of his sour candy into his mouth.

SCREEEECH! Jou slammed onto the brakes and swerved the stering wheel, causing all the occupants of the car to sway and tumble and muffle screams. Jou pulled out of the heavy traffic and onto another road, barely escaping with his and his friends' lives.

"You RETARD!" snapped Honda. "The light was RED. NOT yellow! RED!" he yelled as he socked Joey hard in the ribs.

"A thousand bottles of beer on the waal," Joey began. "A thousand bottles of beeeeeeeer!"

"Oh, crap..." said Honda, smacking his head furiously. "WILL YOU CUT THAT OUT?!"

"Take one down, pass it around, nine-hundred-ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall!" By now, the other two boys had chimed in, adding to Honda's misery.

By the time they reached Malik's house, five hundred and sixty five bottles of beer had been removed from the "wall", but the singers were far from drunk. Jou, Yami, and Yugi ceased singing when they walked up the stairs to Malik's apartment and knocked on the door. A few moments later, Malik emerged, looking disrupted and annoyed.

"What now?" he asked.

"You're coming with US to Hawaii!" saud Jou, shoving a ticket at Malik.

"Fool! This ticket says that our flight leaves in two and a half hours! We'll NEVER make it!" snapped Malik. The boys stared at their plane tickets in horror.