As per the usual rules, the first chapter must be a short one. Heh heh. Anyway...onward to the disclaimer!

I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. Believe me, if I did, you would have heard about it by now.

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"What do I think? I think you're both insane, that's what I think!" Bakura glared at Yugi and Ryou, who stood in the hallway outside of our small hotel rooms. His expression was one of disbelief that could only be a mirror image of my own. "The two of you are impossible! 'Let's go to America' you said, and we agreed. 'Let's go on a drive across the country' you said, and again, we agreed. But I draw the line here!" He crossed his arms, a very sour look on his face. As much as I hated to agree with him, I really couldn't help but agree with him. I mean, it's one thing to be on vacation together, but at least we had our lights to keep us from killing each other. What they were suggesting now was an entirely different story.

"'Kura," Ryou looked at Bakura with pleading puppy eyes, "Please?" I crossed my own arms, watching the two of them. "It doesn't matter what he says. I refuse to give in to the two of you," I said with confidence. That adorable sad look might work on the spirit of the ring, but I wouldn't be swerved by it. There was absolutely no way that I would be manipulated like that...

Still strong and unwavering on my grounds, I turned back toward the hotel room-and came face to face with Yugi. I swear, he possesses the most pathetic tear-filled violet eyes I have ever seen. They're his own personal secret weapon, used only when he really wants something so as not to lose their effect. In a pleading voice he shattered my willpower entirely. "Yami...please?"

I groaned, my words heavy with the weight of rare defeat, "You definitely owe me for this, aibou." On the other side of the hallway, I could see Bakura slump over in a similar fashion that showed his own hikari's victory over his better judgment.

At that moment, I had no idea of the nightmare that awaited me. But some of my better guesses came pretty damn close. The Road Trip from Hell had begun.

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