Landing?
AN-Yami and Yugi have separate bodies in this fic.
Yami, Yugi and Kaiba were on a way to an invitation only tournament on an island about 20 miles off the coast of America. There were 2 large planes and one little one transporting all of the contenders to this mysterious island. Unfortunately, Yami, Yugi and Seto were the 3 duelists sharing the mini plane and there were a lot of insults being tossed back and forth between the 2 taller duelists.
The journey was beginning to get very boring and the group slowly began to nod off. Kaiba woke up when he could feel a descending sensation and shook the other 2 awake.
"Does it feel like we're going down to you guys?" he asked confused.
"Impossible! It's been far too little time for us to be here already!" Yami replied.
"Um, guys," Yugi interrupted. "Isn't that the pilot flying passed with a parachute?"
"SHIT!"
Yami woke up a little while later on some sort of land. He looked to the side where Yugi was lying beside him still passed out. He gently shook him.
"Yugi! Wake up! Are you alright?"
Yugi slowly opened his eyes and when he saw Yami he jumped up and hugged him. Yami returned the embrace but let go when he saw a figure wash up a little while away. He hopped over Yugi and knelt down beside Seto. He wasn't breathing.
Yami began performing CPR and after about 5 tries Seto's eyes finally began to flicker and he gasped slightly for breath. He noticed Yami leaning over him and yelled, "What the fuck do you think your doing?"
"Hey! I just saved your Ra damned life!" he replied.
Seto spat a few times then looked at Yami. "Sorry and thanks," he mumbled going a little red.
"Quite alright," Yami said smirking triumphantly (but not nastily cause it just doesn't suit him) while Yugi walked over to them flopping down beside Seto and putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Hn. Where the hell are we?"
AN-Sorry if it's a little short but I'm writing this at night. I promise I'll make it bigger next time. Thnx 4 reading and please R&R