A/N If you, like my friend, believe that keeping characters is extremely important then read this note. Personally, I think fanfiction is a fan's interpretation of characters. I picture Seto as this angst-ridden teenager who gets pissed easily. Other authors may see him differently, and I respect that. But I do not want any reviews bitching about how OOC characters are, because MY versions of those well-loved characters CAN'T Be OOC. Random rant: OVER.

DISCLAIMER: I am 93% sure I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of its characters. If I did, neither Yami nor Yuugi would be alive. And there would be less card games and more Malik. This, now that I think about it, is exactly WHY I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! ^^'

Chapter 2: Am I having fun yet?

"Come on, Seto! We're going to be late! Do you WANT to miss the boat?" Mokuba rushed his brother.

The brunette chuckled, "Very much so."

"Oh shut up," the younger boy snapped, pushing the older man out of the door.

"The boat doesn't leave for two hours. How are we going to be late?" Seto observed after he glanced at his watch. Mokuba just remained silent and shoved the taller of the two forward. The CEO reluctantly climbed into the limo while his brother was giving directions to their chauffeur.

As soon as they were rolling down the street, Mokuba began rambling a mile a minute about how much fun an eight-day cruise would be. The more the smaller Kaiba spoke, the more his older counterpart wanted to hurl.

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"Marik! Wake your lazy ass up! We need to get going, like, NOW!" Malik screeched at his yami, while scrambling around the room packing random articles of clothing. The taller Egyptian stirred as the smaller of the two frantically shoved items into a suitcase. The tan yami slowly got himself ready as his hikari ran around screaming about how late they were and attempting to force all of the required clothing into their bags.

"Malik," Marik sighed once he had finished his daily routines.

The small tomb keeper froze, "Yes… Marik?"

"You forgot your clock is two hours ahead. You should probably fix that sometime. We still have two hours before we have to leave, dumbass," the tanned yami told the young boy in front of him.

The hikari rolled his violet eyes, "Yeah, and I'm a fairy princess."

"Well… That IS what you went as for Halloween last year," Marik chuckled.

Malik turned red, "Shut up, you! Just pack your own damn clothing!"

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"Baaaaaaaaakuuuuuuuraaaaaaa! Time to get up, sleepyhead!" Ryou chirped as he lightly shook his yami, who was out cold and buried underneath a mountain of sheets. The lump under the covers of the bed began to grumble, clearly aggravated by the awakening.

The small albino giggled, "You silly yami, you! We have to get ready! We leave in an hour to get to the cruise dock!"

"Are you still going on about that? Bloody wanker…" Bakura mumbled from beneath the covers of the cloud-like bed.

The young brit just rolled his chocolate eyes, "C'mon, 'Kura! Marik and Malik are going!"

"HOLY SHIT THAT'S AWESOME!" the snowflake screeched as he flew out from the island of happiness and crashed into a wall. "…. Ow."

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"Smooth as hell, man," Ryuuji chuckled after Katsuya and Hiroto had finished explaining that they pulled an unwise all-nighter and were about to fall asleep standing up.

They both turned pink and mumbled something along the lines of: "We forgot the cruise was tomorrow…"

"Of course you did," the gamer rolled his emerald eyes. "But you two should go get ready. We have to leave in an hour."

Both the idiots in front of him grinned vacuously and stomped upstairs to begin packing.

"Why I agreed to babysit these two I'll never know," he muttered irritably, stupid Yuugi needed "the day off". The gamer could very well have stayed home and slept in his own bed, but the small game king just HAD to make him spend the night at Katsuya and Hiroto's shared house. Well, someone had to make sure the pair didn't burn down the house…

Ryuuji sighed, "Lazy bastard."

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"Anzu? Are you ready? We're leaving in an hour and still have to eat!" Mai called down the hall of her moderately sized apartment.

The response came almost immediately, "Hold your ponies, Mai! I can only pack so fast!" Soon, the brunette had completed her packing and exited the small guest room, making her way to the kitchen.

"Finally! Took you long enough!" the blonde sitting on the counter snapped as soon as her friend entered the room.

Said friend narrowed her sapphire eyes, "Well I'm SORRY that I had to run home to get pants, Mai! I don't live here!"

Violet eyes were narrowed and the younger of the two girls was pushed out of the room, "Well excuse me, princess!"

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After an hour, everyone had actually found their way to the port so they could embark on their eight-days-of-fun cruise.

"Hoo-rah. Eight days of constant sea-sickness, annoying employees and these losers…" Bakura muttered under his breath as he gazed at the nerd patrol, more commonly known as Yuugi and his posse of stalkers.

"C'mon, 'Kura! It won't be that bad," Ryou smiled thoughtfully while shaking his head at his yami.

The retired thief king rolled his ruby eyes with a snort, "Yeah, sure. Whatever you say, hikari."

"Hello everyone! It's good that all of you could show up!" Mokuba greeted everyone as they huddled around him. He got a slur of responses, most being positive and cheerful, to his immense relief. He smiled and continued, "I hope you all don't mind, but the man who gave us the free cruise has filled up the empty spots with the highest-paying bidders off EBay. Sorry for any inconveniences…" He was met by some groans and mumbling, but it seemed as if most didn't mind all that much.

The small Kaiba grinned, "Well, we get boarding priority, so let's go!"

"Yay!" was the general reply as there was a scramble to be the first on the large ship. Bakura and Seto reluctantly trudged onto the boat behind the rest of the group as they rushed into the large atrium.

"Wow," Ryou breathed, "This is exquisite!" A murmur of agreement swept throughout the crowd.

"… Meh," Seto's voice rang out, echoing around the cavernous lobby area. Now, a surprised series of gasps escaped the mouths of all the teens (and Mokuba) in the area, save three. Malik just snorted, Marik wasn't paying an ounce of attention, and Bakura was too busy trying to steal Yuugi's Millennium Puzzle to notice that anything interesting was happening.

"Uh… Bakura? What are you doing?" Yuugi inquired, finally noticing the ancient thief.

The albino looked up and smirked, "Oh! Don't mind me. I'm totally NOT trying to steal your millennium puzzle."

"Get your grimy hands off my puzzle, you lowly thief!" Yami growled from beside his hikari, snatching the golden pyramid from Bakura's vice grip. "Maybe I should wear the Puzzle for now, aibou," the Pharaoh whispered to his light, a hand covering his mouth to protect their conversation from the thief's prying ears. The short boy nodded, sliding the Millennium Item off his neck and into the pale hands awaiting them.

Bakura smirked as soon as Yuugi had let go of the pyramid, grabbing it and high-tailing it out of there. Or, "Escape maneuver number seven: getting the fuck out" as the thief king loved to refer to it as.

"Mwahahahahahaha!" Bakura chanted evilly while attempting to dive out of the door that led to the docking area, the tanned yami and hikari pair on his heels. They were all laughing maniacally—well, Malik was giggling—and taking turns grasping and stroking the puzzle they had just acquired.

Marik had been rubbing his face over the eye of Horus when a blond fluff-ball tackled him to the ground. As soon as Katsuya had made contact, the tan yami had done the smart thing and tossed the powerful item in question to Malik.

Then the sun-kissed light was tackled by a rhino- oh wait, it was just Hiroto. Being the smart villain he is, the blond boy slid the Millennium Puzzle across the linoleum into Bakura's waiting hands. The albino clutched his prize to his chest greedily, bolting towards the door he had previously attempted to dive out of.

But, his path was blocked by a rather pissed CEO. "Listen up, Bakura," Seto snarled, uttering the thief's name with poison, "Knock it off or I'm going to shove your precious ring so far up your ass that you can taste gold." The yami paled—considering how white he is, it's a great achievement—and reluctantly presented the puzzle in a defeated manner.

The brunette smirked, "Damn straight. Here, loser!" He tossed the Millennium Item to Yami and glared at Bakura again before stalking off mumbling about his brother's "suck-ish choice of friends".

"Love you too, Kaiba…" the ex-thief king muttered, creeping towards his hikari and best friends.

"Well that was fun while it lasted," Malik giggled, he just played along and had been planning on giving it back to Yuugi when the yamis were done.

His darker side narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean fun? That was a very serious matter, Malik!"

Bakura nodded, growling at the hikari. The aforementioned light just laughed at the pair of best friends.

"Am I having fun yet?" Seto asked Mokuba, after all of the small boy's "friends" had been settled in. By then, all the other guests had begun boarding. They were noisily clambering down the halls with their annoying chit-chat, aggravating the shit out of all of the teens. Especially the CEO, who was currently complaining the ears off his little brother.

"Bro, please, shut up. You have been bitching nonstop for the last twenty minutes. Go bother someone else!" the young Kaiba snapped.

The brunette was appalled, "Mokie… Did you just curse at me?" He used the little one's nickname, an attempt to use the dreaded "guilt trip" on him.

Sadly, it was to no avail.

Seto—now tremendously pissed—stormed out of his handicapped-sized cabin and down the hall to his favorite *Blank*'s room. "Damn! I hate everyone on this boat! Curse you, Mokuba!" He moaned dramatically, dropping to his knees and calling out to the heavens. Needless to say, he got many strange looks from the random, nameless passer-by.

"Attention all guests! Mandatory safety run-through briefing meeting! Please, everyone report to the Shadow Lounge on the fifth deck at the aft of the ship. The meeting is mandatory and all guests are required to attend. Thank you!" A bubbly female voice chirped over the loudspeaker and the message was repeated until all of the people on the ship were crammed into the Shadow Lounge.

"Hey losers, how is it hanging? You know what, I don't care. Just, someone, please, talk to me," Seto approached the crowd of people around Yuugi and his friends.

"Oh don't we feel loved," Bakura sneered sarcastically.

The brunette CEO narrowed his cerulean eyes, "Bakura? Do you like your ring?"

"Yeah…"

"Then I recommend you keep your mouth shut to save me the headache. Also to make sure your ring doesn't end up somewhere… uncomfortable."

"Aw, c'mon, Kaiba! Relax for once!" Katsuya jumped into the irritated conversation.

Seto narrowed his eyes, "Shut up, mutt. I have a taser in my bag somewhere. I'm not afraid to use it."

"Why would you bring a taser?" Malik decided to shove his way into the conference with the question that was begging to be inquired.

The brunette sighed, "I don't know what kind of diseases those Mexicans carry!" Both blondes smacked their respective foreheads while the albino yami laughed so hard he almost cried.

"It wasn't funny…" Katsuya muttered as the lights in the lounge were dimmed.

Shortly after, a short figure with long black hair skipped out onto the stage. "Hi everyone!" she squealed happily, "I'm Layla and I'll be your cruise director for the next… Eight days, not including today!" Layla smiled warmly at the guests aboard her ship, "This liner here is the Willy-Boat and she is the largest in our line of cruises! Ya'll will be spending the next week aboard this beauty, so treat her kindly!" And so, the cheerful voice explained the safety procedures and all that other useless crap, and by the second or third sentence—depending on the person—the teens tuned out the sing-song voice.

"So, Kaiba. What did you buy that got you this cruise?" Anzu asked the CEO, because she needed some more lines in this damn thing.

The male brunette smirked, "3,000 orders of condoms; each under a different pseudonym." Anyone who had been listening blushed profusely; even Bakura's cheeks were tinted pink.

"Why? What on Earth could you do with 3,000 orders of condoms?" Yami blurted out, asking the inquiry on everyone's mind.

The teen in question shrugged nonchalantly, "They make great waters balloons."

After that, all was silent in the group of—not really friends, so I'll say—acquaintances.

"What? Don't YOU guys do that…?"

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A/N Yeah! Wasn't that fun? Lol… Condoms. XD Anyhow, sorry that chapter took over a month, but… School. Yeah. It'll be the death of me, just you watch. Only reason I haven't gone demented is my friends... I love them! X3 Squee! And from now on, I'm going to end with a quote from somewhere.

"'Sup Enrique."

~Me and my BFFL, Paige. Long story short, my friend Enrique said sup to both of us and we both said that at the same exact time! It was so funny, LOL!