A/n: Aw, no 30. So I'll set the minimum at 20. :P Wa wa wa wa…

So people mentioned stuff...Even though Kaiba and Tea have admitted feelings for each other in the prequel, that doesn't mean love, per se. But never fear! This is what this sequel's all about! And Hawaii's the most romantic place on earth! …Well, okay, Paris is, but with the adventures they're going to have, I wouldn't be surprised if they end up there. Tee hee.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-gi-oh but this fic's mine all mines!

Double Oh - Kaiba

Kaiba's POV

"I am not drunk. W . . . w . . . why are you spinning like that . . .?"

"It's all in your mind," I advised, my hand outstretched. "Now you lie here and I'll get some sobering coffee pills."

I shook my head as I felt around over her head in the cabinets. Once, Mokuba had done the same thing, drank the wrong thing, and starting teetering. Caffeine had the godsend sobering effect, but it had made him hyper. And Teá bouncing around would be amusing, but . . . argh . . . getting distracted, what was I talking about . . .?

Anyway, I was going for the pills. I scowled. Now where did I put them?

"Mister Kaiba," the jet stewardess curtseyed, "You're needed up front. I'll take care of your young lady."

"Hmm. Okay," I said. "Give her one of those . . . "

"Got it, sir."

As I got up by pushing to my feet, Teá grabbed me around the waist. I mean, literally. "You're mine," she sang, then giggled. I thought she was asleep. "All mine."

"Sure," I said, being sarcastic for the benefit of the watching stewardess, while attempting to unhitch her tight grip. I spoke softly, like one speaks to a tiny child. "Now, I'm going to be back, Okay?"

"Otay!" (a/n: can you imagine Tea saying that?)

"Okay." I patted her head and wrenched her arms off of me. Then, straightening my suit right again, I strode into the cockpit.

Immediately, my instincts were up. I have a sixth sense for danger. And it was readying like anything. Now this could mean only two things. Something was wrong with the plane, or . . .

Something was wrong with the people.

Being the openly suspicious Kaiba that I am, I immediately suspected . . . the people. "Gentlemen . . . what seems to be the problem?"

"Take us to Japan!" One pushed a gun under my ribs. It was very uncomfortable. I disarmed him with an orse dei attack.

"To hijack the plane, you'll have to do better than that," I said, my voice eerily calm but my eyes cold. The heavily armored guy nursed twisted fingers.

"Yeah? Well, your little girlfriend's in trouble!" One shouted. Typical.

I opened my mouth to question what his motives were, who was he working for, and so on, but I closed my mouth. I really didn't want to know. It would wreck my appetite. Not to mention, my vacation.

The plane suddenly took a dive. "Guys! We're going to crash!"

Black smoke suddenly filled the windows. Hmm. At the way the plane was tilted, the left engine was on fire. Indeed, there was a burning smell of rubber, as the flames consumed and heat up the landing tires. "Obviously, we won't be landing in an airstrip," I commented, mostly to myself since the crew was running around in a panic.

From the couch, Teá let out a loud snore. Oblivious as heck, while people were jumping off with parachutes. To their doom, of course. I patted the scissors in my right hip pocket, then went over and knelt by her bedside.

I couldn't tell if the stewardess had given her a pill, so I decided that I would, anyway. "Better?" I gave her a smile, as she coughed and spluttered from the water I had given her to wash it down with.

"Kaiba." She put her hand to her head weakly. "W . . .what's going on?"

"Problems, sweetie." I saw her eyes go wide at the flames and smoke, and decided that now, now would be a good time to move away. Just then, the pink phone rang.

Her pink phone. I don't have a pink phone.

"Um . . . uh!" she said, as the right engine collapsed. The plane speeded up, and we both stumbled. "Kaiba . . . are we going to crash?!"

"No . . . " I lied, avoiding her frantic stare. I wasn't afraid of her, per se, it was her reaction to we might die that was scary. "Here, let me get that." I plucked the still ringing phone from her stiff hand and said hello.

"Kaiba!" An especially deep voice made me cringe. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Teá's head snap towards us. Great. Just what I needed now. Her friends.

The dreaded friends Attack! Sarcastically, I waved my hands in the air while walking.

To my surprise, I saw her quickly sink back down onto the white, charring sofa. "I'm not here!" she hissed, while her eyes promised vengeance for getting her into this mess. By "mess," I mean getting into a crashing jet, not 'my friends finding out where I am' mess.

It was perfectly all right with me. "Hello, Yami," I said pleasantly to Yugi's brother, hooking up the phone to my laptop. It was still on the couch I left it, faithfully waiting. The top flipped open and it turned into a camera phone, and suddenly we were all staring at one another via WebCam. I could tell by the way that the picture was distorted.

"Where is she?!" The mutt yelled, shaking his fist. Apparently, the distorted thing had been his fist. He always steps too close toward the camera. "We know you kidnapped her! Where are ya taking her?!"

"I thought you told everyone!" Tea said in a loud hiss from behind me. I rolled my eyes.

"Nice," I said. To the others, I said, "Well, I'm kind of busy right now, so I have to go. Nice talking to you though," I said in syrupy voice.

"Aha! I see you're lying; I can see her right foot. Tell us where you're taking her, you fiend!"

Why must people always jump to conclusions about my motives? I shook my head in a 'where is the love' way and tried to look innocent. "I didn't mean it that way," I said in the right way so as to insinuate that I did. Though, you couldn't have proven it in court.

Perhaps you're wondering why I'm still so calm in a plane hurtling us to our doom. Well, the call from her friend put me into a bad mood, so I'm not going to tell you. Just call it 'shock.' I frowned and opened my mouth, but then Mokuba's face appeared on the other side of the line.

"Hi! Hi, big brother! Good luck on your vacation!" He yelled, all waves and jumps. "How's the weather in Florida?"

I breathed a sigh of relief, then--

"Sorry, big brother! I mean, Hawaii?"

I slumped. Meet me little brother, the big mouth.

"Oh, so you're in Hawaii, are you?" said Yami in this really, really ominous and forbidding tone. He was smirking, damn it.

"No, we're not!" I yelled, finally losing my temper and shutting my laptop like I was going to slam it shut, but at the last minute closing it softly. I figured that there wasn't any reason to destroy an expensive piece of property. Besides, I was fond of my computers. I swear that I didn't slam it, but Teá jumped anyway.

"Why didn't you tell them?!" she yelled. Then thoughtfully, "Then again, I guess they could've just asked my parents . . . "

I was glad she still thought I'd told her parents where we were going. It was a lie, but I was still touched nonetheless. I gave her another smile. "Hop on."

"What-what?" she said blankly.

I opened the emergency escape hatch. The fierce wind blew in, rattling papers around wildly as I tucked my laptop in it's leather and metal carrying case. "You're not going to stay here?" I said over the roaring and whistling.

"We're-we're going to jump?!" she said, slack-jawed and gazing beyond me into the wild blue yonder. "Just like that?!" Her voice grew into shrieks. "With no parachute?!"

"Sure," I said.

"Well . . . what about my luggage?"

"Oh, right," I said before hurrying to the back and getting it.

"And would you quit acting like that," she muttered.

"Like what?" I wanted to know.

"All calm." She blushed slightly from embarrassment as I gathered her up in my arms, but it could have been the effects of alcohol. "It creeps me out."

"You don't look 'creeped out.'" I said admiringly, and then jumped. I guess this took her by surprise because she yelled out while screaming at the same time.

"Kaiba! You so own me an explanation for this!"

"Yeah, yeah," I mumbled, not to be batty, but using the tail of my coat as wind resistance to slow us down. The ground looked agonizingly close. It pays to have trench coats.

She continued shrieking at the top of her lungs, even though I tried everything I could to calm her down and finally just clamped her mouth shut with my own. The jet above us became a fireball, and then exploded. Debris shot everywhere. We hurtled towards the ground at even a faster speed. I decided that it was a good time to pull my rip cord.

Holding my breath and gritting my teeth in a snarl, I reached up. The parachute opened with a slight pop, and a "KC" appeared over the white nylon material. Good; no holes.

A piece of debris hit me on the hand, causing my fingers to slack and drop her suitcase. Holding her, my laptop, and the suitcase while making sure the parachute stayed open and wide and her mouth close and shut was too much to handle for me at the same time. Sigh.

"My luggage!" she said, foolishly trying to dive for it. Diving. While hurtling towards the ground at breakneck speeds. The only explanation was that she was a girl, and girls apparently cared more about their clothes more than their lives. But that was okay; I knew this already, after spending time with her.

But still. Really.

"What. Are. You. Doing?!" I hollered as she leaped out of my arms. Her fingertips grazed the leather handle of her precious suitcase, and continued falling. Quickly, I grabbed her again as she was slipping away from her.

We landed, safe and sound, thankfully and just barely, on the ground, Tea upside-down in my arms. I gazed wistfully up at the sky, tossing my bangs while righting her up again to preserve her dignity in a foreign land. Such a nice plane, too.

Ah, well. Borrowed it from Pegasus. Quotes on "borrowed."

"Aloha!" said a curvy lady in a grass skirt and flowers, placing a lei around my neck.

"Thanks," I said, going to pick up the smashed remains of Tea's suitcase. Good thing we landed at our destination. The lady was the only one smiling; Tea didn't look happy, to my regret. My soon regret.

I was going to pay later for that.

A/n: What a way to start a vacation, I'd say...Yup, they might end up in Paris. LOL. I kinda think Kaiba would make a good secret agent. I love James Bond, anyone who knows my email knows it. :) BTW, if this fic had room, it'd be a action/adventure, so...Anyway, next: so the vacation begins! Wait a minute: Vacation? What vacation! Oh right, I have to remind myself. See you! R&R