A/N:

OMG, sorry so long no update!!!!!!!!! I have been cramming for baka exams, PLUS my toilet just overflowed......heh...well anyways heres Chapter 8! It has two days in it!!!!!!

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DAY THREE!

Malik, finally rid of his usual followers, stretched out on a beach chair and relaxed. The cool breeze of the ocean flipped little wisps of his blonde hair, running around like a dancing child. The wind danced and twirled across the deck, playing with anyone in its path. Malik put on his sunglasses and threw his arms back, closing his eyes and relaxing on his chair. It was about 9 in the morning, and most of the others were still snug in their beds. Malik, however, sat outside watching the purple and pink glow of the sunrise.

***

"Mmph..."

"Ryou, are you awake?"

"Mmhmm.."

"I'm sorry about last night..." Bakura began.

"Shhh."

Ryou sat up in his bed and looked his yami square in the eye. Bakura was sitting by his knees on the sheets, staring out the window at the soft, morning waves in the ocean. Ryou crawled over to him, snuggling up against his side and resting his head on Bakura's bare shoulder. Ryou's snowy white hair cascaded down Bakura's back and down his chest. Bakura wrapped his arm around Ryou's back. Ryou did not cover himself modestly with the covers; he slept naked. A mere sheet lay over him, which was enough for the point that the two were at.

Bakura turned to face his hikari in silence. He placed a soft kiss on the boy's lips, which grew deeper as they wrapped their arms around one another and embraced each other tightly. The thin sheet slipped from Ryou's legs. Bakura held tighter onto Ryou, and the little light loosened his grip around Bakura's bare back. Bakura held Ryou close to him, almost possessively, and stroked his back in a soothing rhythm.

Ryou whispered. "Bakura, if you hadn't revealed yourself, this wouldn't be happening. Don't be sorry," he said as he suddenly thrust forward and locked his lips with Bakura's. Bakura took it with surprise, and eased into the kiss.

"Arigatou, Ryou. Ai shiteru."

***

Yugi swirled and glided through the crystal-blue water. He broke the surface, sending drops of water everywhere. His hair dripped as it was weighted down by the water, strands of it were floating on the surface or sticking to his neck and shoulders. He climbed out of the pool and began to run as fast as he could, smiling and giggling to himself.

Yami was standing at the edge of the gigantic swimming pool, staring at the reflection of the morning sunlight on the surface. He thought of Yugi, and how happy he was. He loved to see his light this way. Suddenly, it felt as though something tackled him, and he went tumbling into the water. He yelped, realizing Yugi had jumped up on him from behind and pushed him into the pool.

"Haha, Yami!" said Yugi, popping out from under the water. Yami looked at Yugi angrily, but seeing the happiness in the boy's eyes quickly faded the frown and replaced it with an endearing smile.

"Aibou!" he said, laughing. Yami bent down underwater, signaling Yugi. Yugi climbed up on his back, wrapping his arms around Yami's neck and clasping his hands tightly. Yami stood up and gripped Yugi's ankles. He walked over to the deep end of the pool and stopped.

"Hold on, aibou."

Yami took a deep breath, as did Yugi, and plunged headfirst into the deep abyss. He thrust his arms out in front of him and soared down through the water, opening his eyes and looking back at Yugi. His eyes and mouth were open as well, as if he were silently laughing underwater. Yami glided like a bullet through the water until he reached the bottom. His ears popped due to the high pressure, and he attempted to stand upright on the bottom of the pool. He grabbed onto Yugi's ankles and floated in the water, spinning around in circles, he and Yugi's hair waving like wind. It reminded him of the lake back in Japan, except it wasn't cold and melancholy. He soon forgot about the icy lake when he rose to the surface for a breath, still carrying Yugi. They threw their heads above the water.

"Yami!!" said Yugi. He couldn't find words to say, except for a bright smile. He couldn't resist giggling. Yami broke into laughter again, as he carried his light back to the shallow end of the pool.

"Wanna play human surfboard?" asked Yugi.

"What in the hell is that?" asked Yami.

"Well, its when one person lays underwater and sort of crawls, with another person standing on top of him. Its like surfing, sort of. You try and move as fast as possible, and release a lot of bubbles if you need air.

"Ryou! Bakura!" yelled Yami as he saw the two white-haired boys run to the pool and jump in.

"I've got an idea!" boomed Yugi. "Ryou, you surfboard Bakura, and I'll surfboard Yami!"

"Surfboard?" asked Bakura.

"Yami, we've played that game a zillion times!" yelled Ryou.

"OH, THAT!" burst Bakura.

"I'm not asking...but I hope you two played it in water," said Yami.

The boys waded over to the other side of the pool, and the two yamis sunk under water and felt their hikari's feet on their back. Before the race could begin, however, the loudspeaker came on, so loud it hurt Yugi and Ryou's ears.

"MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!!!!!!" said a horribly worried voice.

Ryou and Yugi pulled their yamis up from the water so they could hear.

"PLEASE GO BACK TO YOUR ROOMS AT ONCE. MAKE SURE YOU'RE NOT ALONE. YOU MAY JOIN OTHER PEOPLE IN A ROOM IF YOU WISH, BUT THERE MUST BE AT LEAST THREE PER ROOM. I REPEAT: THERE MUST BE AT LEAST THREE PER ROOM. THIS IS REGARDING YOUR SAFETY. AND MAY I ALSO ASK THAT YOU DO NOT, I REPEAT: DO NOT GO ANYWHERE NEAR ROOM 122. IF YOU ARE ON THE FIRST FLOOR, GO SOMEWHERE ELSE! THAT IS ALL. *click*"

***

Malik, Ryou, Yugi, and their yamis piled into Malik's room, room 406. It was right across the hall from the soccer team's room, 408.

"Why do we have to go to our rooms? A storm is coming, maybe?" asked Ryou.

"No, why would they cram at least three people into a room for some lousy storm?" said Malik.

"Well, that's not fair!" said Bakura, pouting. "Wait, it's already noon. Isn't it s'posed to be light out at noon?" he said as he peered out the window.

Clouds were gathering, blocking the sun. A shadow was cast upon the boat, and the glittering on the water disappeared. No rain had fallen, but it was dark and dreary outside.

BBBZZT! "MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE! I ASSUME THAT EVERYONE IS IN A ROOM. I AM SORRY IF WE ALARMED YOU. OH, AND BY THE WAY--DON'T BE AFRAID OF THESE COULDS, THERE'S NO STORM."

"Storm or not, I'm hungry!" said Yami, getting out a huge pile of candy bags.

***

"Hehehe---hehehhe---heheheeeeee----eeeeeee!!!!" said Yami, pausing whenever he bounced back onto the bed. Bakura was flushing ripples of toilet paper down the toilet (so that it waved, you know that trick lol) and laughing hysterically, and Yugi was turning the lights off and on, off and on......

"YEHHHHHhhAHAHAHHA!!!"

Ryou jumped onto the bed and landed right on Yami.

"DOG PILE!!!!!!!!" yelled Malik as he ran and hurled himself onto Ryou.

SLAM!

SLAMM!

Yugi, Bakura, Malik, Ryou, and Yami, in that order, lay piled on the bed, gasping for breath.

"FUN!" yelled Ryou.

At that instant, Kai burst into the room, her face as pale as she had seen a ghost.

"Kai, what is WRONG with you?" said Yami, noticing her expression of horror.

"Room....122......Room.....dead!!!!!!!!" she sputtered as she ran over to the king-sized bed and toppled onto it, panting.

"What?" said Bakura.

"I saw...room 122...., getting a soda...we ran off before they could see we were spying...they was by a bed, and there.............dead man on bed......wall...smeared with blood...letters: I made out words 'I WILL STRIKE AGAIN'....written in blood!"

The boys stared at her in awe.

"You serious?"

"A murder?"

"Yeah..." she said as she began to cry.