A/N: Thank you beautiful reviewers!

Disclaimer: I still do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!

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Malik had no clue how he'd got on to the plane… which, he noticed wasn't built quite safely.

Last he remembered the Spanish man that dropped him into the clutches of a brown eyed, tan skinned brunette. Who, though looked adorable, innocent and cute had the strength of a professional wrestler, which explained why he was still being glomped and he couldn't feel a single bone in his body.

It wasn't his current state of body he was REALLY worried about; it was what was going to happen.

This brunette girl had introduced herself as Cat, AKA his tour guide. Right now she was bragging about someone called M.L and worshipping him and something else about Ra being weak minded.

He looked around the plane; they were going to get two more people, M.L as Cat had said and another innocent victim. He stared around at the plane again for the fiftieth time.

It definitely couldn't be safe; the chairs looked like they had been ripped out of cheap, broken down, old cars and the seat belts didn't look like they could hold on to each other any longer. The television was a cardboard box cut out and, sweet Ra, the thing that worried him most… there were only four seats! It was like a flying car for Ra's sake. He didn't even know WHERE the toilet was. Plus he'd have to, most likely sit next to the girl beside him, which scared the shit out of him.

Finally he decided to open his mouth and talk. "So…" he began.

Cat immediately stopped talking and stared at him with huge eyes. "Yes?"

He forced a cough and heard her gasp dreamily. He was really beginning to enjoy this. She seemed to worship his every move. If there was anything else on his mind it was that they were alone in the 'plane'. "Your Cat, huh?" For a split-second he thought she was going to scream in joy.

"Yes and your Malik, I worship you!" he suddenly felt her arms around his waist. "AND I LOVE YOU!"

'Wow,' he thought. Dazed. 'This woman has a very good grip.' "Yes I realized that when you first attacked- I mean, hugged me." He heard the footsteps. He blinked. He tried to see who it was but Cat was hugging him so that SHE was facing the door.

Suddenly, she let go and screamed. He grabbed his ears and dived down.

"Malik?" asked a soft voice. A very familiar voice, who was it?

"OMG! IT'S MALIK ISHTAR!"

He felt another pair of arms around his waist; this person he decided was M.L. He heard snorts of laughter and a few sniffs; he pushed M.L of him and got up. And for a moment thought he was going to fall back down.

There right in front of him was a stunningly beautiful creature with reddish-brown hair and cerulean blue eyes and LOTS of curves. A familiar beautiful creature with reddish-brown hair and cerulean blue eyes and LOTS of curves. "Mazaki?" he gasped in disbelief.

Anzu smiled and extended her hand in a greeting. "Hello Malik, long time no see. Almost a year in fact."

He shook it and heard an angry growl.

"Oh!" said the voice of the person who had jumped him earlier; he turned around to see a dirty-blond haired and green-eyed girl in front of him. Her teeth gritted. "Anzu knows Malik too." Before he had time to blink she was in front of him, shaking his hand. "I'm M.L. Nice to meet you. Cat," she pointed at the brown-eyed girl then to the cerulean-eyed one. "Meet Anzu. Anzu, Cat."

Cat smiled, pushed imaginary wrinkles out of her skirt and waved at Anzu, who smiled back.

'Looks like this one might be nice.' Thought Anzu. She turned back to Malik. 'He's so hot…. What am I thinking? It's Malik.'

"So!" they all turned to M.L. "Cat you fly the plane for two hours and I'll fly it for the next two hours, k?"

"Okay!" said Cat happily as Malik and Anzu stared wide-eyed.

M.L noticed. "Something wrong?"

Malik saw that Anzu's first impression of the plane was the same as his and then seeing that a KID was going to fly it? Yes they were teens, but barely, from the looks of them even sixteen yet.

"How old are you too exactly?" asked Anzu.

M.L opened her mouth, but Cat was the one who answered. "Were both still fourteen, ofcourse, I'm older then M.L only half a month though. I turn fifteen in July… eighteenth." She added. "And M.L in August… sixteenth, was it Ginny?"

"Huh?" M.L looked up. "Oh yeah, Azzy."

O.O

"So Azzy-" Malik was immediately cut of by and evil glare from both girls.

"Only I get to call her that." Said M.L

"Yes," said Cat nodding her head, her eyes half closed. "Only M.L, or there shall be dire consequences."

Silence.

Anzu coughed. "So, we're going to Funny Island, huh?"

"Oh yes!" Cat hit her head with her hand, then instantly started massaging it. "God that really hurt."

At the exact same time Anzu and Malik noticed Cat's accent. "Your British?" they asked at the same time. Anzu blushed lightly.

"Yeah, well actually I'm Welsh." She said making her way to another door. "Don't disturb me." She slammed it behind her.

"So," said M.L. "We'd better get to out seats, safety first!" she said cheerfully. But both passengers knew it was bullshit. "You two have to sit together if you don't mind." She said. "I've got a control unit in the other seat so I can make sure the-"Cough"-Plane-"Cough"-Is working properly."

They didn't ask. They were both afraid to know. So they sat down silently, the beginning of a long journey and they both hoped it would be safe and the lane wouldn't explode.

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A/N: I'm DONE! REVIEW ALL!