Hey guys, and welcome to my Vaseshiping Week one shot collection. I am super excited for this whole week, especially since this my shipping week in this fandom and Dippica Week Challenge was a blast. But I am not here to babble about a pairing in another fandom, we are here for the exploration of a pairing featuring a magical appertince and a pharonic dork- wait, that came out wrong...But you get my point.

This week I will be producing a vaseshipping one shot each day, using a prompt on a list on Tumblr. Let's begin.

Prompt 1: Childhood || The Past, Present and Future: This is based on a prompt idea I got on Tumblr from Bunny-Ears-Bakura on that site a few months back. Since I never got the chance to write it until now, I decided to write this for vaseshipping week.

Tired, Atem sat in his chambers in front of his desk. A few days ago, a man, who called himself The Thief King, crashed into his court. However, he was no piety thief. In addition to claiming that his father was responsible for slaughtering a whole village and dragging his father's dead corpse along with him, which angered and shocked him greatly on there own, he had ka named Daibound, which was so powerful it easily wiped the floor with all of his High Priests. The only reason why he was able to stop him was that he was able to summon Obelisk in order to aid him in the fight. Despite his efforts, the thief got away, running off into the night. Atem knew that he was plotting his next move against him and his kngdom. Whatever it was, it wasn't good in the slightest. He just knew the fiend and his followers had to be stopped, but he had no idea how he was going to do just that.

To add to his troubles, his father passed away last harvest season, dying in his sleep as he was told. And now, Atem was pharaoh, the God King of Kemet. How could he ever live up to his father's legacy? He wished his father was still here. He wanted him to be here, but he knew that was impossible since he is in the Field of Reeds among the gods. How was he going to do this without his help?

Suddenly, Atem heard a foot steps behind him. Whirling his head around, he saw Mana walk into his bedchambers.

"Mana, what are you doing here?" he wondered, staring at her in confusion. "I thought you were supposed to be studying right now."

She shrugged. "I wanted to take a little break for a while, so Mahad let me take one."

Atem arched an eyebrow, arms crossed. He knew Mana. She had a bad habit of skipping her classes, especially when she didn't find them super interesting. This time was probably no exception.

"Come on, Atem! I'm not that bad," she protested, hand on her hip.

Smirking mischievously, he said, "You are."

"Hey!" Mana protested. "I really am this time. I promise."

Laughing, he said, "All right, all right. I believe you."

Slowly, Atem's face slowly twisted into a frown as he looked away from her. His thoughts went back to the fiend. How was he ever going to stop this madman? He had to stop him. He just-

"Atem, what's wrong?" Mana asked in concern, breaking him out of his thoughts. He fixed his gaze on her once more. "You seem worried about something."

"I'm fine," he denied after he blinked.

"Come on, Prince. I know you; there's something on your mind."

Atem let a sigh escape him, knowing he couldn't hide anything from her. She was his best friend. If anyone deserved to know about this, it was her.

"It is about the Thief King. Ever since he showed up in the court a few weeks ago, he has been terrorising the country side. I'm trying to keep the people calm and keep things under control, but..."

Mana looked at Atem with solemn eyes. She knew he went through a lot over the last while, especially with that fiend and his followers on the loose. Not only that, he lost his father not that long ago, which was a huge blow on him to say the least, so he was now a god on earth and everyone looked at him for guidance.

"I'm worried, too. But, you can't let him get to you. But if you give up now, you would be giving him exactly what he wants."

She had a point. If he gave up, he would've lost this man's twisted game. He's the God King now. He can't give up. Not just because of his own pride, but for the good of everyone in Kemet.

Atem stared his friend. "You're right. Thanks, Mana."

"You're welcome. Besides, I know I am," she boasted playfully in an attempt to cheer him up.

"I guess," he muttered, gaining a worried look in his eyes.

Mana frowned at this, getting even more worried about him. She had to do something to get his mind off of this.

"Come on. We should do something to get your mind off things," Mana said, wanting to cheer him up.

"Sure," he said. "Though, what do you want to do?"

Mana paused. What should they do? Wait...

"How about hide-and-seek?" Mana suggested.

Atem blinked at this, taken back. "Aren't we a bit old for that?"

"Come on!" Mana urged with a grin. "It'll be fun. It will be just like when we were little."

While Atem still thought it was childish, he didn't care in the slightest. Atem never spent time with her in ages, despite desperately wanting to do so. This gave him the chance to do just that.

"All right," he replied. "You want to go first?"

Mana nodded. Atem got out off of his chair and walked towards one of the walls, facing it and closing his eyes. As Atem started counting, for the time in a long time, he smiled.