"When You See the Light"
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Wow, it always takes me so long to update! I was reading over the previous chapter to this story and shaking my head! I have so many typing errors, it isn't even funny! So from now on, I'm going to start proofreading! I really should get my own editor, but then again, I would prefer to be the content of my stories and their quality to be my own work and I would rather not have to rely on someone else! Anyways, here is chapter seven!
DISCLAIMER: I still do not own anything of Yu-Gi-Oh. I'll let you know when I do! I still own this plot though, so hands off!
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The plane ride was rather silent, much to Seto's liking. Seto sat reading a book while everyone else slept. . . well, everyone except Joey who had whipped out a portable CD player, his loud music reaching even Seto's ears. It wasn't that bad, all he had to do was get absorbed in his book enough not to notice. . . which he did with much difficulty.
The distance they had to travel wasn't really that far (I don't know how long the flight would be) so it wasn't like they were going to be stuck in the jet for an excruciating amount of time.
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(A/N: this next section is rushed, I know. I just couldn't think of any details for it.)
Joey was ahead of the group as he bolted down the stairs of the plane and landed on the ground, sucking in a huge breath of the air, "Yeah! Hawaii!"
Women were there dressed in grass skirts and bikini tops at the bottom, draping lei's around the necks of each newcomer, welcoming them all to the Island.
Once inside the airport, the large group stood around the conveyor belts awaiting the many pieces of luggage that were to be picked up and loaded into. . . rental cars!
Te'a bit her lip and made her way over to Seto Kaiba, who stood waiting impatiently for his luggage to come by, "Um, Kaiba?" Her voice was like a little girls, cold, blue eyes turned to her, "Um, I forgot to mention that we would need two cars to get around in. . . do you think that you could pay for them?" Now she sounded like a child asking their father for a cookie when they had already had one.
Seto grunted in annoyance, but walked over to a rental desk anyways, leaving Mokuba to get all six of their suitcases.
Four white suitcases began their journey around the many belts, claiming the attention of three boys. It was Bakura's luggage and the small boy was making his way over to retrieve them, when Tristan, Marik, and Yami Bakura darted for their chance to assist the bishounen. It was a race now, a competition to impress the shy boy with their gentleman-like qualities.
Yami Bakura was never one to play nice. He ran passed the brunette and blonde, simply shoving them onto other luggage and lifting the white suitcases off of the belt and onto the ground, his hikari wide-eyed at the actions he had taken to do so.
Men with luggage carriers came to assist them in moving it all outside to the two cars waiting for them. They were two Buicks. Though both were five-seaters, they were spacious enough to be ridden in comfortably. Ten people and two cars. There was just enough space for all of them and thank the heavens they had huge trunks!
"Okay," Seto Kaiba felt like the leader of the group for some odd reason, "There are two cars here with five seats in each. That means that half of the group will go in one car and half in the other car." When no one moved, he added, "So hurry the hell up and get in a car already!" At this, they all scattered, trying to determine which car they wanted to ride in and who would drive.
Seto had already hopped into the drivers seat of one car and Te'a ran to get the drivers seat of the remaining car, which left Yami Yugi, Yugi, Yami Bakura, Bakura, Tristan, Joey, Mokuba, and Marik all to choose.
Mokuba climbed into the passenger seat of his brothers car, fastening his seatbelt and grinning at his older brother, who looked EXTREMELY irritated. Tristan, Marik, and Yami Bakura all waited to see which car Bakura would pick so as they could try to squeeze in with him. Yugi, in the meantime, had climbed into the passenger side of Te'a's. Joey had climbed into the backseat of Seto's car and was soon followed by Yami Yugi.
Bakura finally opened the back door to the female's automobile and climbed in, closely followed by Yami Bakura. Marik climbed in on the other side and sat on Bakura's right. Tristan, who was angry at being left out, climbed into the same car as Joey.
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Even Seto stared in awe at the vacation home. It was huge! A spacious living room with a connecting kitchen, a room with a desk and chair in it (an office, the elder Kaiba mused), Five Large bedrooms each with a bed, a dresser, a desk and a window along with an attached bathroom! There was also a small closet in the hallway with a vacuum cleaner and broom inside, along with spray bottles and glass cleaners. Though the house was grand, the most beautiful thing in the whole building had to be the dining room.
There was one floor-to-ceiling window with sconces on either side. Long garnet-colored curtains hung on either side of it. The table was of mahogany and it was long. There were enough chairs around for twelve people. Five on each side and one on each end.
"Well," Yugi began, "I guess that we should all pick our rooms, put our clothes in the drawers, and send someone out shopping! This place has a kitchen, but the website said that we have to supply our own food!"
Joey wasn't in the least bit excited about rooming with the blonde Egyptian, so he quickly volunteered to go shopping; Tristan decided to go with him. Just before he left, Joey stopped in the door, "Oh yeah, how am I paying for this?"
All eyes turned to Seto, who growled in an irritated anger and pulled out his wallet. Eyes widened at it. Only one credit card, an ID card, some pictures of his brother, and his money. The money is what they gawked at. At least twenty one-hundred dollar bills were stuffed inside. He pulled out five and handed them to the blonde, "I expect change Wheeler." As he pulled his hand away, their hands brushed and Joey's face turned red as he left.
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All members of the group, minus Joey and Tristan, had gone to their respective rooms and began to unload their many bags. The clothes were all neatly folded and placed into the drawers of the dresser and items such as hair brushes, soap, shampoo, and medicine, were all placed in their correct places.
Yami fingered his 'special box'. It was still inside of his bag and his eyes were wandering about the room, searching for the best of hiding places. His eyes rested on his very own underwear drawer, 'I seriously doubt that Kaiba would dig through my clothes, let alone my undergarments.' He snickered at the thought of Kaiba digging through boxers and socks.
Looking about the room again, he picked up the box and ran to the dresser, sliding it in just before the brunette emerged from the bathroom to check his now-empty bags and thrust them onto the floor in a corner.
Feeling eyes burn into his back, the young CEO turned around, finding the former Pharaoh staring at him while standing alongside the dresser, "What?" The taller boys voice dripped with annoyance, which the Pharaoh mentally assumed that he was annoyed about staying with Yugi, Joey, and all of the others. The fact that Yami and him had to share a room also made the former Priest cringe.
During the time of his mental pondering, Yami Yugi continued to just stare at Seto Kaiba. Angrily, Seto marched over and waved a hand in his face. The Pharaoh didn't stir, and he continued to stare in the direction that the CEO had once been.
Seto put his hand to his chin, 'Perhaps he was already daydreaming like that before I got out here. At least he wasn't staring at me. I just have the feeling that he's gonna try something.' He pulled some silky, dark-blue pajamas from his top drawer and placed them on his bed.
The Pharaoh snapped out of his daze and closed the door, locking it behind him. Seto jumped a bit at the sound and looked over his shoulder, watching Yami pull some light-blue pajamas out and lay them on the bed as well.
The crimson-eyed boy had begun to undress. He didn't seem to be bothered by the other boys presence.
Seto was tempted to go into the bathroom, but he decided to test the smaller boys control. Slowly, he peeled away his coat and shoes, which were soon followed by his shirt.
Yami's eyes would flick up at the brunette every second, trying not to get caught in his attempt to eye his former Priest. . . but now, he couldn't help but blatantly stare while he himself removed his clothing which Seto had thought would have to be cut off.
The elder Kaiba made a show of removing his pants. He had unzipped them slowly, being sure to excessively touch that one spot the Pharaoh had his eyes on. They were slipped away with ease, leaving the billionaire in only his silky, dark-blue boxers. Yami mused at how they matched his pajamas. How cute.
Seto knew that he had attracted the Pharaoh's attention. For some reason, he wanted to. The Pharaoh now peeled away his own clothing quickly. He grinned in a cat-like manner and then yelped.
Seto Kaiba's blue eyes jumped from his pajamas up to Yami's face and then to the direction in which his eyes were staring. Quickly, the door slammed shut.
Blue eyes flashed angrily, "You bastard! I thought you locked it!" He pulled on his pajama pants, not bothering with the shirt and the ex-Pharaoh did the same.
Crimson met azure, "I did lock it! You know, there ARE keys right above the door! It's not my fault!"
"Well did you at least see who it was that was looking?"
"No."
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Bakura entered his room, shutting the door and locking it behind him. His darker half was already in black pajamas and was now holding out a white pair. The hikari stripped quickly, much to Yami Bakura's disappointment, and pulled on his white pajamas. Neither of them spoke.
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All were in the living room now. It was only five O'clock on the evening and all of them were in pajamas. Seto and Yami had pulled on their pajama shirts before making their entrance.
Joey and Tristan walked inside, caring multiple bags of store-bought goods.
"Eh, don't everyone help at once," Joey muttered sarcastically as he hauled bags inside.
Immediately, the older boys of the group got up and went outside - even though they weren't exactly dressed for it - and carried the remainder of the food inside.
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They all sat around the T.V. Joey and Tristan had already changed and were now lounging in the couches along with their friends. Seto, Joey, and Yami all shared a couch. Yugi, Te'a and Mokuba were seated on the floor, and Yami Bakura was sitting on the 'love seat' with Tristan. Marik had joined Bakura in the kitchen, claiming that he wanted to help the other boy prepare dinner.
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"Wow Bakura, you're an awesome cook! This food smells excellent!" The Egyptian sniffed the air, a blissful look on his tanned face.
Bakura stood in front of the stove, stirring some pots and adding vegetables and seasonings to others. A smile found it's way to the young albinos lips. He couldn't help but smile and blush when he was complimented.
Marik watched the boy work. Standing behind the bishounen, he slowly snaked his dark arms around the pale boys waist, startling him and causing him to cease all work. Marik leaned his head over the other boys right shoulder, "Oh don't mind me." He smiled, leaning his head against the other boys cheek, "I just want to watch you work." Much to his relief, the shy boy slowly began his cooking again, a frown had crept to his lips. . . but it wasn't a sad frown, it was an uneasy frown.
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Having heard the sound of spoons against pots and chopping of vegetables suddenly go silent, the Tomb Robber got to his feet and quickly walked to the kitchen, peering in and seeing red at the sight. That Egyptian was all over his hikari! How dare he!
"Alright you little faggot! Get your disgusting body away from Bakura! Now!" He point to the living room, indicating that the blonde was to go that direction. The violet-eyed boy frowned and backed away from the white- haired cutie. After what happened yesterday at the Muto residence, he decided that it would be in his best interest NOT to invoke the Yami's wrath. He left, earning a few stares from the rest of the group and a deadly glare from Yami Bakura.
The hikari blushed. His darker half was being so protective of him. It made Bakura's heart flutter, but again he told himself that he was getting excited over nothing. His Yami had made it clear that he held no feelings for his light.
He sighed, walking past the thief and into the living room, his usual smiled pasted across his lips, "Lady and gentlemen, dinner is served." The rest of the group smiled, darting for the dining hall.
Yami Bakura sighed, 'this is going to be a looooong trip. . .'
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Oooh! Really long chapter (for me at least). This story isn't getting as many reviews as I had hoped -pouts-. Oh well! The next chapter will be up within the next two weeks! You know the drill! Rate and review!
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Wow, it always takes me so long to update! I was reading over the previous chapter to this story and shaking my head! I have so many typing errors, it isn't even funny! So from now on, I'm going to start proofreading! I really should get my own editor, but then again, I would prefer to be the content of my stories and their quality to be my own work and I would rather not have to rely on someone else! Anyways, here is chapter seven!
DISCLAIMER: I still do not own anything of Yu-Gi-Oh. I'll let you know when I do! I still own this plot though, so hands off!
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The plane ride was rather silent, much to Seto's liking. Seto sat reading a book while everyone else slept. . . well, everyone except Joey who had whipped out a portable CD player, his loud music reaching even Seto's ears. It wasn't that bad, all he had to do was get absorbed in his book enough not to notice. . . which he did with much difficulty.
The distance they had to travel wasn't really that far (I don't know how long the flight would be) so it wasn't like they were going to be stuck in the jet for an excruciating amount of time.
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(A/N: this next section is rushed, I know. I just couldn't think of any details for it.)
Joey was ahead of the group as he bolted down the stairs of the plane and landed on the ground, sucking in a huge breath of the air, "Yeah! Hawaii!"
Women were there dressed in grass skirts and bikini tops at the bottom, draping lei's around the necks of each newcomer, welcoming them all to the Island.
Once inside the airport, the large group stood around the conveyor belts awaiting the many pieces of luggage that were to be picked up and loaded into. . . rental cars!
Te'a bit her lip and made her way over to Seto Kaiba, who stood waiting impatiently for his luggage to come by, "Um, Kaiba?" Her voice was like a little girls, cold, blue eyes turned to her, "Um, I forgot to mention that we would need two cars to get around in. . . do you think that you could pay for them?" Now she sounded like a child asking their father for a cookie when they had already had one.
Seto grunted in annoyance, but walked over to a rental desk anyways, leaving Mokuba to get all six of their suitcases.
Four white suitcases began their journey around the many belts, claiming the attention of three boys. It was Bakura's luggage and the small boy was making his way over to retrieve them, when Tristan, Marik, and Yami Bakura darted for their chance to assist the bishounen. It was a race now, a competition to impress the shy boy with their gentleman-like qualities.
Yami Bakura was never one to play nice. He ran passed the brunette and blonde, simply shoving them onto other luggage and lifting the white suitcases off of the belt and onto the ground, his hikari wide-eyed at the actions he had taken to do so.
Men with luggage carriers came to assist them in moving it all outside to the two cars waiting for them. They were two Buicks. Though both were five-seaters, they were spacious enough to be ridden in comfortably. Ten people and two cars. There was just enough space for all of them and thank the heavens they had huge trunks!
"Okay," Seto Kaiba felt like the leader of the group for some odd reason, "There are two cars here with five seats in each. That means that half of the group will go in one car and half in the other car." When no one moved, he added, "So hurry the hell up and get in a car already!" At this, they all scattered, trying to determine which car they wanted to ride in and who would drive.
Seto had already hopped into the drivers seat of one car and Te'a ran to get the drivers seat of the remaining car, which left Yami Yugi, Yugi, Yami Bakura, Bakura, Tristan, Joey, Mokuba, and Marik all to choose.
Mokuba climbed into the passenger seat of his brothers car, fastening his seatbelt and grinning at his older brother, who looked EXTREMELY irritated. Tristan, Marik, and Yami Bakura all waited to see which car Bakura would pick so as they could try to squeeze in with him. Yugi, in the meantime, had climbed into the passenger side of Te'a's. Joey had climbed into the backseat of Seto's car and was soon followed by Yami Yugi.
Bakura finally opened the back door to the female's automobile and climbed in, closely followed by Yami Bakura. Marik climbed in on the other side and sat on Bakura's right. Tristan, who was angry at being left out, climbed into the same car as Joey.
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Even Seto stared in awe at the vacation home. It was huge! A spacious living room with a connecting kitchen, a room with a desk and chair in it (an office, the elder Kaiba mused), Five Large bedrooms each with a bed, a dresser, a desk and a window along with an attached bathroom! There was also a small closet in the hallway with a vacuum cleaner and broom inside, along with spray bottles and glass cleaners. Though the house was grand, the most beautiful thing in the whole building had to be the dining room.
There was one floor-to-ceiling window with sconces on either side. Long garnet-colored curtains hung on either side of it. The table was of mahogany and it was long. There were enough chairs around for twelve people. Five on each side and one on each end.
"Well," Yugi began, "I guess that we should all pick our rooms, put our clothes in the drawers, and send someone out shopping! This place has a kitchen, but the website said that we have to supply our own food!"
Joey wasn't in the least bit excited about rooming with the blonde Egyptian, so he quickly volunteered to go shopping; Tristan decided to go with him. Just before he left, Joey stopped in the door, "Oh yeah, how am I paying for this?"
All eyes turned to Seto, who growled in an irritated anger and pulled out his wallet. Eyes widened at it. Only one credit card, an ID card, some pictures of his brother, and his money. The money is what they gawked at. At least twenty one-hundred dollar bills were stuffed inside. He pulled out five and handed them to the blonde, "I expect change Wheeler." As he pulled his hand away, their hands brushed and Joey's face turned red as he left.
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All members of the group, minus Joey and Tristan, had gone to their respective rooms and began to unload their many bags. The clothes were all neatly folded and placed into the drawers of the dresser and items such as hair brushes, soap, shampoo, and medicine, were all placed in their correct places.
Yami fingered his 'special box'. It was still inside of his bag and his eyes were wandering about the room, searching for the best of hiding places. His eyes rested on his very own underwear drawer, 'I seriously doubt that Kaiba would dig through my clothes, let alone my undergarments.' He snickered at the thought of Kaiba digging through boxers and socks.
Looking about the room again, he picked up the box and ran to the dresser, sliding it in just before the brunette emerged from the bathroom to check his now-empty bags and thrust them onto the floor in a corner.
Feeling eyes burn into his back, the young CEO turned around, finding the former Pharaoh staring at him while standing alongside the dresser, "What?" The taller boys voice dripped with annoyance, which the Pharaoh mentally assumed that he was annoyed about staying with Yugi, Joey, and all of the others. The fact that Yami and him had to share a room also made the former Priest cringe.
During the time of his mental pondering, Yami Yugi continued to just stare at Seto Kaiba. Angrily, Seto marched over and waved a hand in his face. The Pharaoh didn't stir, and he continued to stare in the direction that the CEO had once been.
Seto put his hand to his chin, 'Perhaps he was already daydreaming like that before I got out here. At least he wasn't staring at me. I just have the feeling that he's gonna try something.' He pulled some silky, dark-blue pajamas from his top drawer and placed them on his bed.
The Pharaoh snapped out of his daze and closed the door, locking it behind him. Seto jumped a bit at the sound and looked over his shoulder, watching Yami pull some light-blue pajamas out and lay them on the bed as well.
The crimson-eyed boy had begun to undress. He didn't seem to be bothered by the other boys presence.
Seto was tempted to go into the bathroom, but he decided to test the smaller boys control. Slowly, he peeled away his coat and shoes, which were soon followed by his shirt.
Yami's eyes would flick up at the brunette every second, trying not to get caught in his attempt to eye his former Priest. . . but now, he couldn't help but blatantly stare while he himself removed his clothing which Seto had thought would have to be cut off.
The elder Kaiba made a show of removing his pants. He had unzipped them slowly, being sure to excessively touch that one spot the Pharaoh had his eyes on. They were slipped away with ease, leaving the billionaire in only his silky, dark-blue boxers. Yami mused at how they matched his pajamas. How cute.
Seto knew that he had attracted the Pharaoh's attention. For some reason, he wanted to. The Pharaoh now peeled away his own clothing quickly. He grinned in a cat-like manner and then yelped.
Seto Kaiba's blue eyes jumped from his pajamas up to Yami's face and then to the direction in which his eyes were staring. Quickly, the door slammed shut.
Blue eyes flashed angrily, "You bastard! I thought you locked it!" He pulled on his pajama pants, not bothering with the shirt and the ex-Pharaoh did the same.
Crimson met azure, "I did lock it! You know, there ARE keys right above the door! It's not my fault!"
"Well did you at least see who it was that was looking?"
"No."
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Bakura entered his room, shutting the door and locking it behind him. His darker half was already in black pajamas and was now holding out a white pair. The hikari stripped quickly, much to Yami Bakura's disappointment, and pulled on his white pajamas. Neither of them spoke.
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All were in the living room now. It was only five O'clock on the evening and all of them were in pajamas. Seto and Yami had pulled on their pajama shirts before making their entrance.
Joey and Tristan walked inside, caring multiple bags of store-bought goods.
"Eh, don't everyone help at once," Joey muttered sarcastically as he hauled bags inside.
Immediately, the older boys of the group got up and went outside - even though they weren't exactly dressed for it - and carried the remainder of the food inside.
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They all sat around the T.V. Joey and Tristan had already changed and were now lounging in the couches along with their friends. Seto, Joey, and Yami all shared a couch. Yugi, Te'a and Mokuba were seated on the floor, and Yami Bakura was sitting on the 'love seat' with Tristan. Marik had joined Bakura in the kitchen, claiming that he wanted to help the other boy prepare dinner.
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"Wow Bakura, you're an awesome cook! This food smells excellent!" The Egyptian sniffed the air, a blissful look on his tanned face.
Bakura stood in front of the stove, stirring some pots and adding vegetables and seasonings to others. A smile found it's way to the young albinos lips. He couldn't help but smile and blush when he was complimented.
Marik watched the boy work. Standing behind the bishounen, he slowly snaked his dark arms around the pale boys waist, startling him and causing him to cease all work. Marik leaned his head over the other boys right shoulder, "Oh don't mind me." He smiled, leaning his head against the other boys cheek, "I just want to watch you work." Much to his relief, the shy boy slowly began his cooking again, a frown had crept to his lips. . . but it wasn't a sad frown, it was an uneasy frown.
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Having heard the sound of spoons against pots and chopping of vegetables suddenly go silent, the Tomb Robber got to his feet and quickly walked to the kitchen, peering in and seeing red at the sight. That Egyptian was all over his hikari! How dare he!
"Alright you little faggot! Get your disgusting body away from Bakura! Now!" He point to the living room, indicating that the blonde was to go that direction. The violet-eyed boy frowned and backed away from the white- haired cutie. After what happened yesterday at the Muto residence, he decided that it would be in his best interest NOT to invoke the Yami's wrath. He left, earning a few stares from the rest of the group and a deadly glare from Yami Bakura.
The hikari blushed. His darker half was being so protective of him. It made Bakura's heart flutter, but again he told himself that he was getting excited over nothing. His Yami had made it clear that he held no feelings for his light.
He sighed, walking past the thief and into the living room, his usual smiled pasted across his lips, "Lady and gentlemen, dinner is served." The rest of the group smiled, darting for the dining hall.
Yami Bakura sighed, 'this is going to be a looooong trip. . .'
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Oooh! Really long chapter (for me at least). This story isn't getting as many reviews as I had hoped -pouts-. Oh well! The next chapter will be up within the next two weeks! You know the drill! Rate and review!