Alright- this is a very... choppy chapter. I had to do a lot of time-fast-
fowarding-stuff... so that everything would work. But- it does and I hope
it's good! ^_^. People were asking for it... so with some editing,
everything worked out nicely! But yeah- replies!:
SILVER DRAGON: Peggy saying something in Mexican? O.o is there a language called Mexican? [blinks and shrugs]
SHENYA: Finally gets to meet someone? Ah well- continue reading...
YOUKO DEMON: Yes- Pegasus in a musical... I dunno- just seems like some crazy thing he'd do!
PRINCESS STRAWBERRY: Uh... NOW.
IMMORTAL MEMORIES: Um... no... I'm not a local... did you read any of my ANs? Because I think I mentioned that I was just.... um... VISITING the area for the cruise? I think I wrote that somewhere... um... yeah... [scratches head]
VEGAKITTY: Hun, yes- this is a YY/Y fic... just wait- this is how the week happened- and if I said that it was going to be a YY/Y fic, then it's GOING TO BE a YY/Y fic. Trust me a little!
RENEE THE RABID SQUIRREL: I don't think you'll get very many more Bakura/Yuugi moments from here on out... I could have dragged out the night with the two, but I figured it would be wise to end it there... [shrug] he'll show up later on, though.
NEKOSTAR: [drool] aww... Bakura....
Alright- I wrote a really long chapter for everyone... and it WAS going to be longer- but I was itching to put this up all ready so it's here... yeah.
DISCLAIMER: No- I don't *HATE* Jamaica- I just really dislike it. If you manage to read all of the AN at the end of the fic, I think you'll understand why. Yes- the last scene was going to keep going- but I didn't wanna write anymore- but yes- next chapter should be good. And my disclaimer is.... NO I DON'T OWN YGO!!! [grumbles and huggles her Ryou plushie] I just... yeah- I just don't own it. -_-.
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/.../: Thoughts
Helplessly, Hopelessy: "My New Vice"
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The teenager awoke to the rustling within the small cabin he shared with his grandfather- who was actually being extremely rude in waking him up by knocking things over and almost tripping in their small confines.
"Mornin', Yuugi." Solomon seemed extremely upbeat and without a care for the time as he continued to get dressed.
"Ohayo..." The young man yawned as he sat up. For once he'd taken advantage of his late night curfew and was somewhat thankful he hadn't been interrogated by his relative. The entire night had been spent talking to Bakura- and it wasn't as if the topics were odd or flamboyant, they were things that made sense to the Motou. Their conversation had bounced from sports to their favorite singers- and to school. /He'd be an interesting person to keep in touch with.../ Yuugi had thought vaguely when he'd climbed into bed the night before.
But all that was behind him now as Solomon continued to make noise that morning. "Why are you up...." Yuugi stretched. "...so early?"
"It's not early, Yuugi- you're just up late. It's all ready 10! You've missed breakfast." The old man was gathering things into a backpack- camera, sunscreen, and a couple bandanas [1].
"Oh... gomen..." The teenager slid out of bed and yawned again, walking to his small suit case to pull out clothes for the day and shampoo for a shower.
"It's alright- just hurry up or else we'll be late for the excursion."
"Excursion?" Yuugi asked as he moved past his grandfather and into the small bathroom.
"Of course, Yuugi. Didn't you look outside?"
"No..." The teen was arranging his things inside the sink for easy access. "Why?"
"The ship's stopped- we're in Jamaica."
"Oh."
"Yeah- now hurry up and put on something comfortable- today is gonna be a long day with the tour I've planned."
/Oh yey./
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/Damn it- turn off the damn air conditioner!/ The teenager shivered in his seat on the small tour bus as it bounced down the paved streets of Jamaica, making it's way quickly down the left side of the road [2].
"And this is where Queen Elizabeth II came and gave us a speech. We call it Elizabeth Monument!" The bus stopped for the millionth time in their 45 minute ride, pulling to the side of the road to admire yet another small plaque that was embedded into the soft brown earth before starting up again.
/Why the hell do they admire that woman so much?/ Yuugi curled away from the ice cold stream of air that was pointed directly at his chest; his efforts were futile and Yuugi was still extremely cold.
"We'll be stoppin' at a local stand here on the road. Ya' can stretch ya legs and go to the bathroom- ya'll have 20 minutes before we have to get back on the bus and finish up at the falls."
/Falls? What falls?/ But Yuugi's mind suddenly drifted as the bus pulled over once again, between a small shack that was selling wooden statuettes and a convenience store. The wooden statuettes caught his attention, though. They were... small carved men with giant penises. They were wooden dildos. /What the hell...?/ [3]
Yuugi knew he was starring with a slight blush on his face before he turned away from the window to look at his grandfather. Solomon was gathering a few things and was beginning to climb out of the tour bus. "Wait for me...!" Yuugi called as he followed the old man out to the humid Jamaican air. /So... hot.../ The teenager winced as he stretched.
"Wait here, Yuugi- I'll be back in a minute." And the old man was off- probably to the bathrooms.
And curiosity took the best of him right then; Yuugi was walking around the small bus, looking at the luscious green vegetation and the clear blue sky- and occasionally sneaking glances to the women who were also curiously pointing at the wooden "statuettes". /I wonder if those hurt.../ He slowly walked towards the shack in an evasive way, aiming for an old man sitting in a lawn chair nearby selling necklaces.
"All necklaces are here for donations." The old man spoke in a gruff voice and thick accent as he displayed the stranded "beads". They were actually dyed seeds of different varieties and shapes. "They were made by school children trying to earn money for new books." Yuugi sighed lightly- school children? It was an odd excuse in his mind, but it didn't stop him from pulling out a few dollars and picking one of the necklaces up.
"Here you go." He handed the money to the old man and slipped the seed- beaded necklace over his neck- and again his eyes darted to the crowd of women around the wooden dildos. /Aw damn- I need to get a life.../ The short teen decided to make his way back to the entrance of the bus.
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/Why did I have to get stuck with this old man? Why?/ His arms were draped over the railing of the wooden deck as he starred down at the rushing water. When he'd heard the tour bus lady say "the falls", he'd assumed it was to see huge waterfalls- but now he took that back completely. The excursion was to a waterfall that people could climb up- and what was Yuugi stuck doing? Watching the crowds do it- and not him.
"Aw, Yuugi- don't look so glum- just enjoy the sunlight!" Solomon spoke cheerfully as he munched on a granola bar. "Just because I forgot to tell you to bring your bathing suit doesn't mean anything. You wouldn't want to be with those people- look at how wet they're getting!" The teenager was trying his hardest to not snap.
/I'd rather be wet down there and climbing up a damn waterfall than be stuck here with you!/ The young man took a drink from his water bottle and sighed. /That looks like fun.../ "How long until we go back onto the ship? It's getting really hot out here." /And if I was actually told what I was going to do here, I wouldn't be- because I'd be in the fucking water!/
"Hmph- well, the people still have quite a ways to climb up- we're probably gonna spend another hour here- and then the bus is going to go to a place where we can shop for souvenirs... and then we're going back to the ship. And yes, I know it's hot- but it's nice and toasty and makes me feel good. Maybe we can get a tan!"
/Maybe... not./
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Yuugi's steps were shaky as he and his grandfather walked towards the tall ship docked along the Jamaican coast. The entire experience there had been... scary. As much as he wanted to believe the people were nice, the more he was convinced that he wanted to be safely back on the ship and sailing back towards New Orleans.
After the boring two hours at the waterfalls where Yuugi did actually get a light tan, the tour bus had taken its crowds to a crowded area of the country that the tour bus lady had affectionately called "my town".
The entire experience had been overwhelming. As soon as the bus was unloaded, they were bombarded by people trying to sell them things that would undoubtedly be useless. It was particularly frightening for Yuugi because when he wasn't looking, a man grabbed onto his wrist and began tying a bracelet on it with force [4]. After pulling away quickly, the young Motou had stuck by his grandfather for the rest of the small excursion.
Even the ordeal of SITTING ON A STATIONARY BUS had been odd. Yuugi had been fed up with the annoying badgering and as he sat down on the barely full tour bus, a man suddenly scarred him by knocking on the window of the bus and trying to sell his goods. The teenager had had enough.
/Oh finally.../ His breathing calmed down as the two Motous walked back onto The Waltz and were being led through the lower decks towards their rooms. /Back... away from that place.../ The teenager sighed as they arrived at their room, plopping down atop his single bed.
"That place was... odd." Yuugi moved to the window and motioned to the dock and the vivid Jamaican city beyond it.
"Yes- it was. Well- I'm gonna take a little nap- that day left me tired." Solomon was stretching as he laid down on his own bed.
"Oh... okay- I'm going to walk around. I need food." The old man nodded as he adjusted in his bed and yawned.
/What to do, what to do...?/ The teen closed the door behind him and looked around. The hall was mostly empty, but occasionally people coming back from the mainland walked past.
Soon he found himself in the Requiem Ball Room- it was empty and quiet and all Yuugi did was sit in one of the booths staring at the stage. Another dull reminder of how pointless this trip had been for him.
/It can't keep being like this.../ The Motou thought vaguely as he pulled his legs up to his chest, hugging them. /I have to do what I can- just like Bakura said. Hmph... I wonder where he is?/ A small smile slipped onto his lips as he recalled the porcelain-like face and sharp features. /Well- he's probably enjoying this little excursion to Jamaica better than I did.../ One of his fingers slipped to the seed necklace that hung loosely around his neck. /Oh well, though- what did I expect?/
The small figure stood up from the booth, heading out of the ball room and in the direction of his usual spot which at the time faced the dock. But it was then that he noticed a tall, slender young man sitting at a seat nearby, looking out towards the dock as well. /Uh oh.../ The teenager slowed his steps and eventually came to a stop in a spot behind where the other teen could see him.
/Should I sit there? What if he sees me? Will he get bothered?/ His odd sense of possession of his spot seemed to have disappeared and he was in awe of what may happen. /What if nothing happens?/ And then Bakura's odd words seemed to drift back to him- make it count. /Ah- screw it./ Yuugi straightened his back and walked towards his favorite spot, sat in the chair and looked outside- no longer caring about the handsome teenager sitting only 5 feet away.
/Should I even talk to him?/ The thought came easily as he recognized the cold blue eyes, chestnut brown hair, and taunt muscles under a white wife beater. It had been the male he'd seen laughing avidly with who he supposed was a friend on the first day of the cruise. /"make it count"- that's what Bakura said. It's not like I'll see these people ever again./ He smirked, then dropped his arms into his lap, slipping off his watch and sliding it into his pocket.
"Hey- do you know what time it is?" Yuugi asked softly, catching the stoic teen's attention. His expression showed that he was sizing up the other male before he replied.
"It's almost 3." The brunette turned to look out the window again and was silent.
"Oh- um... thanks." Yuugi turned to look out the window once again, slightly intimidated. /Oh that went well.../
"This place fuckin' sucked..." The male muttered under his breath- but obviously loud enough for Yuugi to hear.
"I agree."
"Hmph. I hate to say that I'm actually overjoyed to be back on this damn ship." He crossed his arms over his chest.
"You don't like the ship?" /I understand why.../
"What- do you?" His frost colored eyes turned to Yuugi's.
"Not particularly. There's nothing to do." The tri colored haired male glanced back out at the dock. /We're actually having a conversation- *wow*./ The taller male suddenly reached over and stuck his hand out.
"My name's Seto Kaiba. And you are...?"
"Yuugi Motou." The two shook hands and then Seto pulled away, readjusting himself in his chair.
"Who are you here with?" He was staring out the window as he spoke.
"Just my grandfather... you?"
"I'm here with my little brother and best friend who's here with his dad."
"Oh..." Yuugi was striving as best he could to keep the conversation going. He wasn't about to let someone to talk to slip away in his fingers. "I don't think I've seen you around very much- probably on the first day, though-"
"Seto- you ready to go?" A silky voice suddenly asked that interrupted the conversation.
/Who the hell was..../ Yuugi's eyes widened and his heart immediately began to thump in his ears as he turned in his seat and looked up at another teenager- this one with a t-shirt with a fox from a vaguely familiar motorcycle company, light blue loose levis, and an immensely beautiful set of red eyes.
/This is the guy..../ The Motou and the stranger made eye contact and the few seconds were silent, both unaware of the strange look Seto was giving them.
"Yeah- I'm ready to... go...?" Seto slowly asked as he tried to recapture his friend's attention. Then the slightly tanned male blinked and the moment was over.
"I'm sorry for interrupting you two." The red eyed male chuckled lightly and he scratched the back of his head in slight nervousness.
"No- it was alright." Yuugi smiled and looked back outside. "I was just talking a little bit to your friend."
"Yeah..." Seto still felt slightly out of place, but he continued anyway. "Yuugi- this is my best friend Yami- Yami, this is Yuugi." The two teenagers looked at each other then shook hands.
/This is awkward.../ Yuugi felt himself start to blush as he glanced out the window again. "Nice to meet you, Yami."
"Likewise." Yami pulled a chair from a nearby table and sat between Seto and Yuugi, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. "So what were you guys talking about?"
"How much this place sucked ass." Seto spoke in downright spite and there was an angry sneer on his stoic face.
"It did, didn't it? I don't think I ever want to come to this place again..." Yami frowned then leaned back in his seat, sliding forward to recline in it.
"I guess it gave us something to do, right?" Yuugi said in a slightly more upbeat tone, earning confused looks from the two friends. /Why the hell am I giving this dump more credit?/
"You're nuts, Yuugi." Yami smiled lightly. "But I guess it's true. There's nothing here to look forward to."
/I may be nuts, Yami-chan./ Yuugi felt himself blush lightly as he turned out to the window. /But I think I've just found something here to look forward to./
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[1]: I just can't imagine Yuugi and Solomon in hats... sorry!
[2]: I dun know what side of the road Japanese people drive on... anyone?
[3]: Yes- you read right. They were sorta... yeah- a little scary.
[4]: Dude- when someone out of nowhere grabs onto you and starts trying to make you buy something that you really don't want, you get freaked out. I almost hit the guy- it was really scary!
NEXT CHAPTER: The rest of the day!
SILVER DRAGON: Peggy saying something in Mexican? O.o is there a language called Mexican? [blinks and shrugs]
SHENYA: Finally gets to meet someone? Ah well- continue reading...
YOUKO DEMON: Yes- Pegasus in a musical... I dunno- just seems like some crazy thing he'd do!
PRINCESS STRAWBERRY: Uh... NOW.
IMMORTAL MEMORIES: Um... no... I'm not a local... did you read any of my ANs? Because I think I mentioned that I was just.... um... VISITING the area for the cruise? I think I wrote that somewhere... um... yeah... [scratches head]
VEGAKITTY: Hun, yes- this is a YY/Y fic... just wait- this is how the week happened- and if I said that it was going to be a YY/Y fic, then it's GOING TO BE a YY/Y fic. Trust me a little!
RENEE THE RABID SQUIRREL: I don't think you'll get very many more Bakura/Yuugi moments from here on out... I could have dragged out the night with the two, but I figured it would be wise to end it there... [shrug] he'll show up later on, though.
NEKOSTAR: [drool] aww... Bakura....
Alright- I wrote a really long chapter for everyone... and it WAS going to be longer- but I was itching to put this up all ready so it's here... yeah.
DISCLAIMER: No- I don't *HATE* Jamaica- I just really dislike it. If you manage to read all of the AN at the end of the fic, I think you'll understand why. Yes- the last scene was going to keep going- but I didn't wanna write anymore- but yes- next chapter should be good. And my disclaimer is.... NO I DON'T OWN YGO!!! [grumbles and huggles her Ryou plushie] I just... yeah- I just don't own it. -_-.
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/.../: Thoughts
Helplessly, Hopelessy: "My New Vice"
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The teenager awoke to the rustling within the small cabin he shared with his grandfather- who was actually being extremely rude in waking him up by knocking things over and almost tripping in their small confines.
"Mornin', Yuugi." Solomon seemed extremely upbeat and without a care for the time as he continued to get dressed.
"Ohayo..." The young man yawned as he sat up. For once he'd taken advantage of his late night curfew and was somewhat thankful he hadn't been interrogated by his relative. The entire night had been spent talking to Bakura- and it wasn't as if the topics were odd or flamboyant, they were things that made sense to the Motou. Their conversation had bounced from sports to their favorite singers- and to school. /He'd be an interesting person to keep in touch with.../ Yuugi had thought vaguely when he'd climbed into bed the night before.
But all that was behind him now as Solomon continued to make noise that morning. "Why are you up...." Yuugi stretched. "...so early?"
"It's not early, Yuugi- you're just up late. It's all ready 10! You've missed breakfast." The old man was gathering things into a backpack- camera, sunscreen, and a couple bandanas [1].
"Oh... gomen..." The teenager slid out of bed and yawned again, walking to his small suit case to pull out clothes for the day and shampoo for a shower.
"It's alright- just hurry up or else we'll be late for the excursion."
"Excursion?" Yuugi asked as he moved past his grandfather and into the small bathroom.
"Of course, Yuugi. Didn't you look outside?"
"No..." The teen was arranging his things inside the sink for easy access. "Why?"
"The ship's stopped- we're in Jamaica."
"Oh."
"Yeah- now hurry up and put on something comfortable- today is gonna be a long day with the tour I've planned."
/Oh yey./
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/Damn it- turn off the damn air conditioner!/ The teenager shivered in his seat on the small tour bus as it bounced down the paved streets of Jamaica, making it's way quickly down the left side of the road [2].
"And this is where Queen Elizabeth II came and gave us a speech. We call it Elizabeth Monument!" The bus stopped for the millionth time in their 45 minute ride, pulling to the side of the road to admire yet another small plaque that was embedded into the soft brown earth before starting up again.
/Why the hell do they admire that woman so much?/ Yuugi curled away from the ice cold stream of air that was pointed directly at his chest; his efforts were futile and Yuugi was still extremely cold.
"We'll be stoppin' at a local stand here on the road. Ya' can stretch ya legs and go to the bathroom- ya'll have 20 minutes before we have to get back on the bus and finish up at the falls."
/Falls? What falls?/ But Yuugi's mind suddenly drifted as the bus pulled over once again, between a small shack that was selling wooden statuettes and a convenience store. The wooden statuettes caught his attention, though. They were... small carved men with giant penises. They were wooden dildos. /What the hell...?/ [3]
Yuugi knew he was starring with a slight blush on his face before he turned away from the window to look at his grandfather. Solomon was gathering a few things and was beginning to climb out of the tour bus. "Wait for me...!" Yuugi called as he followed the old man out to the humid Jamaican air. /So... hot.../ The teenager winced as he stretched.
"Wait here, Yuugi- I'll be back in a minute." And the old man was off- probably to the bathrooms.
And curiosity took the best of him right then; Yuugi was walking around the small bus, looking at the luscious green vegetation and the clear blue sky- and occasionally sneaking glances to the women who were also curiously pointing at the wooden "statuettes". /I wonder if those hurt.../ He slowly walked towards the shack in an evasive way, aiming for an old man sitting in a lawn chair nearby selling necklaces.
"All necklaces are here for donations." The old man spoke in a gruff voice and thick accent as he displayed the stranded "beads". They were actually dyed seeds of different varieties and shapes. "They were made by school children trying to earn money for new books." Yuugi sighed lightly- school children? It was an odd excuse in his mind, but it didn't stop him from pulling out a few dollars and picking one of the necklaces up.
"Here you go." He handed the money to the old man and slipped the seed- beaded necklace over his neck- and again his eyes darted to the crowd of women around the wooden dildos. /Aw damn- I need to get a life.../ The short teen decided to make his way back to the entrance of the bus.
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/Why did I have to get stuck with this old man? Why?/ His arms were draped over the railing of the wooden deck as he starred down at the rushing water. When he'd heard the tour bus lady say "the falls", he'd assumed it was to see huge waterfalls- but now he took that back completely. The excursion was to a waterfall that people could climb up- and what was Yuugi stuck doing? Watching the crowds do it- and not him.
"Aw, Yuugi- don't look so glum- just enjoy the sunlight!" Solomon spoke cheerfully as he munched on a granola bar. "Just because I forgot to tell you to bring your bathing suit doesn't mean anything. You wouldn't want to be with those people- look at how wet they're getting!" The teenager was trying his hardest to not snap.
/I'd rather be wet down there and climbing up a damn waterfall than be stuck here with you!/ The young man took a drink from his water bottle and sighed. /That looks like fun.../ "How long until we go back onto the ship? It's getting really hot out here." /And if I was actually told what I was going to do here, I wouldn't be- because I'd be in the fucking water!/
"Hmph- well, the people still have quite a ways to climb up- we're probably gonna spend another hour here- and then the bus is going to go to a place where we can shop for souvenirs... and then we're going back to the ship. And yes, I know it's hot- but it's nice and toasty and makes me feel good. Maybe we can get a tan!"
/Maybe... not./
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Yuugi's steps were shaky as he and his grandfather walked towards the tall ship docked along the Jamaican coast. The entire experience there had been... scary. As much as he wanted to believe the people were nice, the more he was convinced that he wanted to be safely back on the ship and sailing back towards New Orleans.
After the boring two hours at the waterfalls where Yuugi did actually get a light tan, the tour bus had taken its crowds to a crowded area of the country that the tour bus lady had affectionately called "my town".
The entire experience had been overwhelming. As soon as the bus was unloaded, they were bombarded by people trying to sell them things that would undoubtedly be useless. It was particularly frightening for Yuugi because when he wasn't looking, a man grabbed onto his wrist and began tying a bracelet on it with force [4]. After pulling away quickly, the young Motou had stuck by his grandfather for the rest of the small excursion.
Even the ordeal of SITTING ON A STATIONARY BUS had been odd. Yuugi had been fed up with the annoying badgering and as he sat down on the barely full tour bus, a man suddenly scarred him by knocking on the window of the bus and trying to sell his goods. The teenager had had enough.
/Oh finally.../ His breathing calmed down as the two Motous walked back onto The Waltz and were being led through the lower decks towards their rooms. /Back... away from that place.../ The teenager sighed as they arrived at their room, plopping down atop his single bed.
"That place was... odd." Yuugi moved to the window and motioned to the dock and the vivid Jamaican city beyond it.
"Yes- it was. Well- I'm gonna take a little nap- that day left me tired." Solomon was stretching as he laid down on his own bed.
"Oh... okay- I'm going to walk around. I need food." The old man nodded as he adjusted in his bed and yawned.
/What to do, what to do...?/ The teen closed the door behind him and looked around. The hall was mostly empty, but occasionally people coming back from the mainland walked past.
Soon he found himself in the Requiem Ball Room- it was empty and quiet and all Yuugi did was sit in one of the booths staring at the stage. Another dull reminder of how pointless this trip had been for him.
/It can't keep being like this.../ The Motou thought vaguely as he pulled his legs up to his chest, hugging them. /I have to do what I can- just like Bakura said. Hmph... I wonder where he is?/ A small smile slipped onto his lips as he recalled the porcelain-like face and sharp features. /Well- he's probably enjoying this little excursion to Jamaica better than I did.../ One of his fingers slipped to the seed necklace that hung loosely around his neck. /Oh well, though- what did I expect?/
The small figure stood up from the booth, heading out of the ball room and in the direction of his usual spot which at the time faced the dock. But it was then that he noticed a tall, slender young man sitting at a seat nearby, looking out towards the dock as well. /Uh oh.../ The teenager slowed his steps and eventually came to a stop in a spot behind where the other teen could see him.
/Should I sit there? What if he sees me? Will he get bothered?/ His odd sense of possession of his spot seemed to have disappeared and he was in awe of what may happen. /What if nothing happens?/ And then Bakura's odd words seemed to drift back to him- make it count. /Ah- screw it./ Yuugi straightened his back and walked towards his favorite spot, sat in the chair and looked outside- no longer caring about the handsome teenager sitting only 5 feet away.
/Should I even talk to him?/ The thought came easily as he recognized the cold blue eyes, chestnut brown hair, and taunt muscles under a white wife beater. It had been the male he'd seen laughing avidly with who he supposed was a friend on the first day of the cruise. /"make it count"- that's what Bakura said. It's not like I'll see these people ever again./ He smirked, then dropped his arms into his lap, slipping off his watch and sliding it into his pocket.
"Hey- do you know what time it is?" Yuugi asked softly, catching the stoic teen's attention. His expression showed that he was sizing up the other male before he replied.
"It's almost 3." The brunette turned to look out the window again and was silent.
"Oh- um... thanks." Yuugi turned to look out the window once again, slightly intimidated. /Oh that went well.../
"This place fuckin' sucked..." The male muttered under his breath- but obviously loud enough for Yuugi to hear.
"I agree."
"Hmph. I hate to say that I'm actually overjoyed to be back on this damn ship." He crossed his arms over his chest.
"You don't like the ship?" /I understand why.../
"What- do you?" His frost colored eyes turned to Yuugi's.
"Not particularly. There's nothing to do." The tri colored haired male glanced back out at the dock. /We're actually having a conversation- *wow*./ The taller male suddenly reached over and stuck his hand out.
"My name's Seto Kaiba. And you are...?"
"Yuugi Motou." The two shook hands and then Seto pulled away, readjusting himself in his chair.
"Who are you here with?" He was staring out the window as he spoke.
"Just my grandfather... you?"
"I'm here with my little brother and best friend who's here with his dad."
"Oh..." Yuugi was striving as best he could to keep the conversation going. He wasn't about to let someone to talk to slip away in his fingers. "I don't think I've seen you around very much- probably on the first day, though-"
"Seto- you ready to go?" A silky voice suddenly asked that interrupted the conversation.
/Who the hell was..../ Yuugi's eyes widened and his heart immediately began to thump in his ears as he turned in his seat and looked up at another teenager- this one with a t-shirt with a fox from a vaguely familiar motorcycle company, light blue loose levis, and an immensely beautiful set of red eyes.
/This is the guy..../ The Motou and the stranger made eye contact and the few seconds were silent, both unaware of the strange look Seto was giving them.
"Yeah- I'm ready to... go...?" Seto slowly asked as he tried to recapture his friend's attention. Then the slightly tanned male blinked and the moment was over.
"I'm sorry for interrupting you two." The red eyed male chuckled lightly and he scratched the back of his head in slight nervousness.
"No- it was alright." Yuugi smiled and looked back outside. "I was just talking a little bit to your friend."
"Yeah..." Seto still felt slightly out of place, but he continued anyway. "Yuugi- this is my best friend Yami- Yami, this is Yuugi." The two teenagers looked at each other then shook hands.
/This is awkward.../ Yuugi felt himself start to blush as he glanced out the window again. "Nice to meet you, Yami."
"Likewise." Yami pulled a chair from a nearby table and sat between Seto and Yuugi, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. "So what were you guys talking about?"
"How much this place sucked ass." Seto spoke in downright spite and there was an angry sneer on his stoic face.
"It did, didn't it? I don't think I ever want to come to this place again..." Yami frowned then leaned back in his seat, sliding forward to recline in it.
"I guess it gave us something to do, right?" Yuugi said in a slightly more upbeat tone, earning confused looks from the two friends. /Why the hell am I giving this dump more credit?/
"You're nuts, Yuugi." Yami smiled lightly. "But I guess it's true. There's nothing here to look forward to."
/I may be nuts, Yami-chan./ Yuugi felt himself blush lightly as he turned out to the window. /But I think I've just found something here to look forward to./
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[1]: I just can't imagine Yuugi and Solomon in hats... sorry!
[2]: I dun know what side of the road Japanese people drive on... anyone?
[3]: Yes- you read right. They were sorta... yeah- a little scary.
[4]: Dude- when someone out of nowhere grabs onto you and starts trying to make you buy something that you really don't want, you get freaked out. I almost hit the guy- it was really scary!
NEXT CHAPTER: The rest of the day!