Sam just sighed in frustration again.  Now he was being forced to find his sisters for no good reason, AND tell them dinner was in two hours for a dinner together.  "Fine," he groused out as he sulked away from his parents.  He was oblivious to the attention his board shorts and tight T were getting him from the younger girls as he walked by.  The only girls he was interested in were the ones back home he'd been trying his hardest to get to know, yet who seemed to want nothing to do with him.<br/><br/>As Sam wandered the ship towards where he thought his sisters might be, he considered flattout ditching the family dinner, only to realize that there was nowhere to go and no way he wouldn't end up completely without freedom for the rest of the trip.  The easiest to find was Yuyuko, lounging on the open deck on the other side of the ship.  "Yuki," he shouted to her from more than a stone's throw away.  He kept his meandering pace walking up to her and didn't bother to say another word until he was right next to her.  He didn't care that his nickname for her had little to do with her proper name, and didn't really care what she thought of it.  In fact, at that moment, he wanted nothing more than to piss her off and ruin her trip.  His freedom could have easily been assured this summer if not for both of his sisters' eagerness to go on the cruise.  "Mom and Dad said we have dinner in about an hour and a half, in their cabin.  Now help me find Kat.  They won't let me into the shitty clubs on this ship."  His face was set rather petulant and unbecoming a young man as strong as him or of his age, and while his voice wasn't whiny, it was clearly dismissive.