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Guys and Surfers
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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3
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Honolulu
AN: Terribly sorry about the wait, but with summer school and up coming tests I really had no time to write ~sighs~… Well enough about me on with the story! And thanks for the reviews! I feel so loved ^///^
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Kaiba had already rented and resort on the west side of Hawaii in the city of Kona called Ala Kala Resort. The resort has four bedrooms, three bathrooms; two story vacations get away that cost at least 1,320 weekly. Not much by Kaiba’s standers, but at least he wouldn’t have some cramped hotel room to share with all four retards, yes his Jou was a retard also, probably the biggest of them all.
On the plus side the bedroom had a maximum capacity of four persons per bedroom unit. So that meant Kaiba got all the space he needed without having to feel claustrophobic.
“Oh my dear Ra,” Malik dropped his dingy duffel bag to the floor his mouth draping in a lopsided gape; “This place is as big as a house!” He ran off to go explore the upstairs area the .thunk .thunk. Thunk of his feet was enough to make the other four flinch.
True, the condo was beautiful, beige push carpet, wooden pillow top chairs, it even had and dining room, full kitchen, washer and dryer, ceiling fans, and in each room there was a king size bed with and dresser to store their belongings. Three of the rooms had a bathroom attachment. So someone was going to have to share.
Malik belly flopped on his comfy pillow top mattress, “I call dibs on this room,” his room being the closes to the stairway meaning late night fridge raids.
Instantly, Jou locked eyes with Seto. “Let’s hurry up and grab a room with a bathroom!” He latched a hand on to his boyfriend’s wrist toeing the brunet through the dinning room and up the steps to the back of the condo where all the rooms were. They picked the room next to Malik’s.
If only the Egyptian knew what little sleep he was going to receive, if any, he would have probably chosen the room without the bathroom, since it was the furthest away from the couple’s.
Yugi notice the couple’s hasty retreat to claim a room with a bathroom. He took a sidelong glance at Ryou. The ash-blond was too engrossed in admiring the condo to realize that slowly his friends were disappearing. The shortest out of the bunch ran up the stairs and to the back of the condo he was going to get and room with a bathroom damn it!
“Hey guys look there is even a garden view! How cool is th- hello guys are you there?”
Did they go exploring like Malik? After several minutes it donned on Ryou were his friends had wandered off to. There were five people, four rooms’ three bathrooms. Why those sneaky snakes!
“Ha-ha too bad Ryou. You should have been paying attention!” Malik was leaning on the wall beside the stairway tan arms folded at his chest and a superior smirk breaking his flawless features.
“Well, one of you are going to have to share so (he shrugged) whatever.”
And he made his way passed the ash-blond to put his things away.
They had left at six in the morning from Domo Japan and arrived at Kona international airport around 1:15 PM so they had time to kill. The crew boarded Kaiba’s rental jeep to Kailua-Kona, which was about 15 minutes away; with their entire belongings store in dressers for the two weeks vacation in Honolulu there was plenty of time to kill.
“I have to get up early in the morning for a meeting with Kaiba crops biggest sponsors so instead of just jumping right into something extreme lets all get to know our surrounding.” He turned cold sapphire orbs on each member at the mahogany dining room table that only consists of three. Hmm… they seemed to be one albino short.
“That sounds like a good plan.” Yugi agreed.
“Hold up, where did you guy’s pet albino go?” Seto stood up from the table the other’s mimicking his actions. They hadn’t realized a member was missing.
Ryou was proud of himself he sneaked out unnoticed. Upon arrival he wanted to go check out the condo’s surrounding area, but was surprise, pleasantly surprise mind you to see that the limestone patio had stone steps leading down the mountain side that the condo resides on to a beach! A gentle Hawaiian breeze was there first to greet him the sound of waves crashing onto jagged black rocks, and still, he had not forgotten the Japanese costume of leaving his shoes at the front door so he was barefooted thee.
He heard the chirp of seagulls hovering above as he step down the stones steps with caution until the soles of his bare feet came in contact with the soft white beach sand. Further down the beach were people mostly tourist curious Ryou rushed his steps fully ready to join them, he may look shy but making new friend was always and enjoyment.
And Islander by the name of Joan Matavao greeted Ryou. She was a heavy set woman who could have been in her late thirties or early forties. Her two kids a boy and a girl were splashing about in the waves, though she and Ryou started up a casual conversation she kept a watchful eye on her children knowing the dangers this tropical paradise holds.
Joan was even able to get him to take off his shirt and go play in the crystal clear waters Of Kona. Before he knew it he was in a splashing competition with the two kids. The warm water felt good on the skin he was having the time of his life and decided to swim out a little further.
Joan notice where he was, “eh, Ryou you should stay close to the shore it’s dangerous!” She warned, however, her warning had drowned out but the clash of waves and the laughter emanating from people. He dunked his head under the water not prepared to see a clear aqua world beneath he realized when he popped his head up, for a breath of fresh air, that the beach was drifting further away and he was no longer touching the ocean floor. Though he didn’t panic knowing that all he had to do was swim back that was easier said than done.
Now the panicking was kicking in. Joan was standing ankle deep in the sea before she herded her kids away from the waves and ran to go get some help. Ryou choose the worst of moves freaking out his swimming coming more frantic making it harder to keep his head above the roll of the waves.
With out the slightest of warning the worst thing that could happened happen a six foot wave to be exact rolled over the blond trapping him in a swirling rip tide beneath it tossed him, rolled him and, jerked the blond relentless to let go. He wondered if this was it, was he really going to die on summer vacation how cruel was that? His chest ached and started to burn as his air way started to constrict and almost automatically his body fault for dear life, only to fight in vain the sea wanted to claim another victim and what she wanted she usually got.
Out of no where he felt something wrapped around his chest in a firm grip. The grip tightens as a struggle to be pulled upwards increased. Once his head broke the surface he sputtered and coughed. Heaving for a breath he clenched the floating plank or whatever the hell it was he didn’t give a damn it was keeping him afloat. The person who had dived below to retrieve him was pushing the surfboard this being the object that Ryou was clenching on to for dear life and reluctant to let go until his feet touched land. If only he got to see his saviors face before his vision blurred out from shock.
The foursome was trying not too panic all except for Seto he retired to his and Jou’s room he was not in the mood to play detective if Ryou winded up getting himself kidnapped by some mountain man and sold into prostitution it was his own damn fault.
What they all fail to realize the chain of events that was starting to take place and just how out of their hands it was going to be…
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Kenji Bakura, hands shook clenching the note that was left on one of his pillow he had scan the note repeatedly believing it was a joke; however, when he searched his home for his son and found it to be empty the man’s little resolve snapped and the next thing he knew he was contacting Domo airlines. There was going to be hell to pay.
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Kaiba had already rented and resort on the west side of Hawaii in the city of Kona called Ala Kala Resort. The resort has four bedrooms, three bathrooms; two story vacations get away that cost at least 1,320 weekly. Not much by Kaiba’s standers, but at least he wouldn’t have some cramped hotel room to share with all four retards, yes his Jou was a retard also, probably the biggest of them all.
On the plus side the bedroom had a maximum capacity of four persons per bedroom unit. So that meant Kaiba got all the space he needed without having to feel claustrophobic.
“Oh my dear Ra,” Malik dropped his dingy duffel bag to the floor his mouth draping in a lopsided gape; “This place is as big as a house!” He ran off to go explore the upstairs area the .thunk .thunk. Thunk of his feet was enough to make the other four flinch.
True, the condo was beautiful, beige push carpet, wooden pillow top chairs, it even had and dining room, full kitchen, washer and dryer, ceiling fans, and in each room there was a king size bed with and dresser to store their belongings. Three of the rooms had a bathroom attachment. So someone was going to have to share.
Malik belly flopped on his comfy pillow top mattress, “I call dibs on this room,” his room being the closes to the stairway meaning late night fridge raids.
Instantly, Jou locked eyes with Seto. “Let’s hurry up and grab a room with a bathroom!” He latched a hand on to his boyfriend’s wrist toeing the brunet through the dinning room and up the steps to the back of the condo where all the rooms were. They picked the room next to Malik’s.
If only the Egyptian knew what little sleep he was going to receive, if any, he would have probably chosen the room without the bathroom, since it was the furthest away from the couple’s.
Yugi notice the couple’s hasty retreat to claim a room with a bathroom. He took a sidelong glance at Ryou. The ash-blond was too engrossed in admiring the condo to realize that slowly his friends were disappearing. The shortest out of the bunch ran up the stairs and to the back of the condo he was going to get and room with a bathroom damn it!
“Hey guys look there is even a garden view! How cool is th- hello guys are you there?”
Did they go exploring like Malik? After several minutes it donned on Ryou were his friends had wandered off to. There were five people, four rooms’ three bathrooms. Why those sneaky snakes!
“Ha-ha too bad Ryou. You should have been paying attention!” Malik was leaning on the wall beside the stairway tan arms folded at his chest and a superior smirk breaking his flawless features.
“Well, one of you are going to have to share so (he shrugged) whatever.”
And he made his way passed the ash-blond to put his things away.
They had left at six in the morning from Domo Japan and arrived at Kona international airport around 1:15 PM so they had time to kill. The crew boarded Kaiba’s rental jeep to Kailua-Kona, which was about 15 minutes away; with their entire belongings store in dressers for the two weeks vacation in Honolulu there was plenty of time to kill.
“I have to get up early in the morning for a meeting with Kaiba crops biggest sponsors so instead of just jumping right into something extreme lets all get to know our surrounding.” He turned cold sapphire orbs on each member at the mahogany dining room table that only consists of three. Hmm… they seemed to be one albino short.
“That sounds like a good plan.” Yugi agreed.
“Hold up, where did you guy’s pet albino go?” Seto stood up from the table the other’s mimicking his actions. They hadn’t realized a member was missing.
Ryou was proud of himself he sneaked out unnoticed. Upon arrival he wanted to go check out the condo’s surrounding area, but was surprise, pleasantly surprise mind you to see that the limestone patio had stone steps leading down the mountain side that the condo resides on to a beach! A gentle Hawaiian breeze was there first to greet him the sound of waves crashing onto jagged black rocks, and still, he had not forgotten the Japanese costume of leaving his shoes at the front door so he was barefooted thee.
He heard the chirp of seagulls hovering above as he step down the stones steps with caution until the soles of his bare feet came in contact with the soft white beach sand. Further down the beach were people mostly tourist curious Ryou rushed his steps fully ready to join them, he may look shy but making new friend was always and enjoyment.
And Islander by the name of Joan Matavao greeted Ryou. She was a heavy set woman who could have been in her late thirties or early forties. Her two kids a boy and a girl were splashing about in the waves, though she and Ryou started up a casual conversation she kept a watchful eye on her children knowing the dangers this tropical paradise holds.
Joan was even able to get him to take off his shirt and go play in the crystal clear waters Of Kona. Before he knew it he was in a splashing competition with the two kids. The warm water felt good on the skin he was having the time of his life and decided to swim out a little further.
Joan notice where he was, “eh, Ryou you should stay close to the shore it’s dangerous!” She warned, however, her warning had drowned out but the clash of waves and the laughter emanating from people. He dunked his head under the water not prepared to see a clear aqua world beneath he realized when he popped his head up, for a breath of fresh air, that the beach was drifting further away and he was no longer touching the ocean floor. Though he didn’t panic knowing that all he had to do was swim back that was easier said than done.
Now the panicking was kicking in. Joan was standing ankle deep in the sea before she herded her kids away from the waves and ran to go get some help. Ryou choose the worst of moves freaking out his swimming coming more frantic making it harder to keep his head above the roll of the waves.
With out the slightest of warning the worst thing that could happened happen a six foot wave to be exact rolled over the blond trapping him in a swirling rip tide beneath it tossed him, rolled him and, jerked the blond relentless to let go. He wondered if this was it, was he really going to die on summer vacation how cruel was that? His chest ached and started to burn as his air way started to constrict and almost automatically his body fault for dear life, only to fight in vain the sea wanted to claim another victim and what she wanted she usually got.
Out of no where he felt something wrapped around his chest in a firm grip. The grip tightens as a struggle to be pulled upwards increased. Once his head broke the surface he sputtered and coughed. Heaving for a breath he clenched the floating plank or whatever the hell it was he didn’t give a damn it was keeping him afloat. The person who had dived below to retrieve him was pushing the surfboard this being the object that Ryou was clenching on to for dear life and reluctant to let go until his feet touched land. If only he got to see his saviors face before his vision blurred out from shock.
The foursome was trying not too panic all except for Seto he retired to his and Jou’s room he was not in the mood to play detective if Ryou winded up getting himself kidnapped by some mountain man and sold into prostitution it was his own damn fault.
What they all fail to realize the chain of events that was starting to take place and just how out of their hands it was going to be…
0o0o0o0o0o0o0
Kenji Bakura, hands shook clenching the note that was left on one of his pillow he had scan the note repeatedly believing it was a joke; however, when he searched his home for his son and found it to be empty the man’s little resolve snapped and the next thing he knew he was contacting Domo airlines. There was going to be hell to pay.