A/N: *smirk* I hate Anzu...meeheehee! I'm in my peak of creativity: Its about 11 PM here or so. I've written like 2 chapters in a day--but I will be gone for a couple of days but I'll be writing my story down there so don't worry! I be going to a funeral.

Taryn: *walks in*

Wolfie: *throws spoon at muse*

Taryn: [eats spoon]

Wolfie: ::gulp::

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Malik rushed inside and threw a bag together. He tossed through his drawers, tumbled through his dresser, and slip-shoddily put together a messy duffel bag of supplies. He made sure to check his hair in the mirror before he left, and then skipped outside.

Malik looked at his watch. "Well? Let's go!"

Malik brushed through Jou and Honda and scampered down the stairs. "C'mon!" he ordered. Jou followed, and so did Honda and Yugi and Yami. The boys rushed out to Jou's convertible and tossed Malik's duffel bag in the trunk. Jou and the boys hopped in, revved up the engine, and sped off.

Malik was smashed in the back seat between Yami and Yugi.

"Turn the radio on, Jou!" he ordered. Jou flipped the switch and cranked up the volume, making sure to keep one hand on the steering wheel. The stereo caught the signal and blasted sound:

"I'm-- too sexy for my CAR-- too sexy for my CAR!"

Malik made a face and cackled hysterically! Honda snorted laughter, and Jou stifled a chuckle as his face reddened and he flipped the dial to a different station.

"May I have your attention please----May I have your attention PLEASE----Will the Real Slim Shady please stand up...I repeat: Will the Real Slim Shady please stand up... We're gonna have a problem here...."

Malik and Honda cheered as they mouthed the words to the song. Jou chimed in, but was cut off by Yami, who was rapping the lyrics so flawlessly that everyone stared blankly at him as he rapped to the beat and spoke the words exactly as they came on the radio.

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A/N: It's really funny if you listen to this song and imagine Yami rapping it!!!!!! The Real Slim Shady by Eminem (darrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr)

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Yami had finished the rap sequence, and by the time he was done, he was gesturing with his hands to emphasize words and was sitting on his knees with his eyes closed.

"Will the real slim shady please shut up!" said Honda, snorting a laugh.

Yami sat down and snickered.

***

The boys finally arrived at the house. They tumbled out of Jou's car and inside to grab their luggage, and Ryou; who had stayed at the game shop.

"Ryou, we leave in an hour forty," said Jou, panting heavily.

"What?"

"Yeah, c'mon! Get your stuff together! We need to leave!"

Soon, all the luggage was crammed down into Jou's trunk, and each boy had their on-flight carry on bag packed and ready. They all leaped into the car, leaving a note on the door, barely legible.

Anzu:

We went to Hawaii. See you later. Bye.

-Jou and Honda and Yugi and Ryou and Malik

PS: Really.

"See you later---MUCH!" cackled Jou as he sped down the freeway.

The boys snickered as Honda popped in a CD and sat back on the leather seat.

***

Jou and the others whizzed through the heavy traffic of the airport. They bumped into many, many people along the way, rushing to try and find their gate.

"Z8! Look, Z8!" screeched Yugi, pointing at a sign. "That's our gate!" Yami had retreated to his soul room for the ride, but intended to come out during the plane ride, even if he had no place to sit. Jou and the boys ran to the gate, where he saw Kai and the other members of the Wolf Soccer team. He had already turned in the luggage and had the carry-on bags scanned, so he got in line and pulled out the tickets. But as soon as he got in line, his jaw dropped in horror.

Jou looked through the window to see the jet outside slowly moving away from the port and backing down into the air freeway. The plane was moving! He had missed the flight, along with the whole soccer team!

"THE PLANE! It's TAKING OFF!" he screeched. "Kai, we've all missed our flight! You AND us!"

"Dude, calm down," she said. "That wasn't our plane. We ride on a large private jet."

Jou's expression of terror switched to one of disbelief, as did with the others' faces as well. The jet pulled in, and the plane began to board. Jou handed in the tickets for each boy, and walked into the tunnel connecting to the plane. The boys walked in after the soccer team, and proceeded to their closed-off half of the plane.

***

The five them walked into the room, half the size of the huge jet, complete with a couch and bar. There were also many bean-bag chairs in a pile across the room. There was a table, on it lay a mat and five glasses. A television hung from the ceiling, and through the windows came the light of the mid morning. There was even fluffy, cream colored carpet! A fridge which contained ginger ale, punch, and many kinds of sodas resided in the far left corner of the room. Malik started throwing the bean bag chairs across the carpet. Yugi let Yami outside of the soul room and he immediately flung his shoes off and sat on the couch. Ryou grabbed a beanbag chair and sat down, releasing Yami Bakura. Bakura looked around and grinned.

"A table to play cards? Duel me, Yami!"

"I don't want to play cards..." he said as he yawned and stretched.

"Solution!" said Yugi as he reached into his bag. He pulled out two Game Boys and put a game pack in each of them. He linked then through a cable and set them on the table in front of the yamis.

"Mario Kart Advance. Play away!" he said as the two Egyptians examined the games and began to play.

Jou and Honda were busy at the fridge, filling glasses with ginger ale and ice. Ryou was checking the channels on the TV, and Yugi sat back in a bean bag chair and began to play another game.

"You brought 3 game boys?!" asked Ryou.

"No, five!" said Yugi, whipping out two other game boys from his bag and tossing one to Ryou and putting the other one back.

"No, its okay," he said, giggling. "I'll just watch TV."

Jou and Honda sat on the wide open floor, covered in carpet, with their drinks.

"C'mon guys! We're playing a game!" they said.

But the two yamis were too hung up in Mario Kart to hear.

"Wow, they must be playing hard!" said Jou. Yugi walked over to watch, but then scowled.

"You two haven't even got past the character-select screen!" he said.

"I REFUSE to be Princess Peach!" hissed Yami.

"And I WILL NOT play as the little mushroom man!" snapped Bakura.

Yugi grabbed the game boys and pressed buttons on each.

"There," he said. "You're Mario-" he said, pointing to Yami," and YOU'RE Luigi," he said as he pointed to Bakura.

"Why do I have to be Luigi?" grumbled Bakura.

"Yall, shut up and come play!" said Jou. Yugi yanked the game boys from the yamis and stuffed them n his bag. Soon, all seven boys gathered in a circle on the floor.

"This is called Spin the Dr. Pepper can," said Jou. "If the open side lands on you, you have to flip a coin to get either truth, dare, or MY dare or truth," he said, raising his eyebrows. "Ya won't like MY dare or truth, no way. Heads is dare, tails, truth. Got it? So who'll spin first?"

Yugi spun the can first, and it happened to land on Honda. Honda flipped the coin, and the outcome was truth.

"I'm takin' Yugi's truth," he said.

"Kay," said Yugi. "Were you the one who slipped THIS-" and with that, Yugi pulled out a Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue magazine from his bag- "in MY bag?"

"GIMME THAT!" snapped Honda. He snatched the magazine from Yugi's hands. "Yeah, it's mine. I must have slipped it in by accident."

Malik was next to the left of Yugi. Malik put his hand on the can and spinned it. It landed on himself!

"Oh, shit..." he began. Yami flipped the coin, and it landed on heads.

"So, Malik, you have to take MY dare!" said Jou.

"Dammit..." he said, shaking his head.

"Kiss Yami Bakura."

Malik and Bakura froze with these three words.

"WHAT?"

"You heard me. You have to. And, also: It can't just be a quick-ass little peck--it has to be a full, deep, real one," sniggered Jou.

Malik's eyes widened. Jou shoved him into the center of the circle, as Honda did with Bakura.

"I REFUSE!" Bakura yelled.

"I'll wash dishes for a week back at our place, yami!" said Ryou.

"Shut up."

"Two weeks."

"Grrrr..."

"A month!"

"Shut UP!"

"Just do it..." said Jou.

Bakura rolled his eyes and looked at Malik, who was just as pissed as he was. ~Let's just get this over with...~

Bakura and Malik grew closer, until they met and winced.. But soon, both the boys had eased into it, feeling the warmth of the other one's lips locked with his own. Malik had taken Bakura by surprise, for he was a very hard and deep kisser. Bakura's body wanted to melt; to give in and be absorbed, but his mind raced furiously. Malik shocked him by biting his lower lip harshly, causing Bakura to draw back.

"I bit him. That means I get bonus so I don't have to do it next time that Ra-Damned CAN lands on me!" said Malik, wiping the saliva and blood off his lips.

Bakura scowled and grumbled and prodded at his bleeding lip with his finger. ~That little skank!~ Malik shot a provocative smirk over at Bakura, who turned away and growled.

"Ha ha, Bakura, I'm a feisty little one--am I not?" Malik spat.

"Shut up, it's MY turn to spin," snapped Yami, who took the can and twirled it across the carpet.

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