A/N: Hey everyone! BluechanXD here for another fanfiction! This is the first time I've ever written a Yu-Gi-Oh fanfiction, so be nice. I know that lots of people have already written about this subject, being 'Ancient Egypt', but this is MY version of the story, so it will be VERY DIFFERENT. It will be very loosely based off of certain events in the game 'Forbidden Memories'. I hope you enjoy! Please R&R and NO flames.

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Deviant-One that differs from a norm, especially a person whose behavior and attitudes differ from accepted social standards.

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"YOU'RE THE PHARAOH?!" Jono cried, pointing accusingly at his friend Atem.

For many years, Atem had kept his status as the pharaoh of the Amenhotep Dynasty from not only his friends, but from the rest of the people of the Royal City. But Atem had trusted his friends with his secret, only he didn't only plan on them keeping the secret.

Jono was just as confused as ever. "What do you mean we're not going to keep it a secret?"

"I'm saying that you won't have to worry about keeping it," Atem replied.

Jono thought for a moment, scratching the back of his head, deep in thought. Then suddenly, he jumped back in realization. "You mean you're going to use the Millennium Items to erase our minds?!"

For once, Jono actually felt smart for figuring out the pharaoh's plan. But it didn't last long, for Atem sighed, shaking his head. The blond stared at him in disbelief, comical tears running down his face. Teana patted his shoulder sympathetically.

"No. I'm going to bring you both up in status to live with me in the palace." Atem informed them.

Teana noticed the seriousness in his voice. After knowing him for years, she knew that when he was serious, he meant business. Even though she knew that he wouldn't harm him or Jono, she still felt insecure.

"Alright! Fancy living, here I come! Think of all the foods I'll try, and-" Jono had his hands clasped together as he continued with his long list of luxuries that he would be enjoying in the palace.

Teana brought her hand up to her lips as she chuckled. A hand on her shoulder made her whip around to see Atem.

"Teana. May I speak with you, away from Jono," he said, motioning towards their blond friend who continued to ramble on.

After another small chuckle, Teana nodded her head, jerking forward when the young pharaoh pulled her into a nearby alley. The auburn haired girl squeaked slightly as Atem placed his hands on either shoulder.

"What do you need, Atem?" she asked as calmly as she could, even though she knew what he truly wanted. She knew of his little charade of just wanting them to come live with him. He wanted something more.

"As you know, both of you will given a higher ranking in my palace," he informed.

'It's coming.' she thought, nodding her head.

"Jono will take the position of a personal guard," he continued.

Teana mentally chattered her teeth.

"And as for you, Teana-"

"Here it comes." She bit her lip.

Atem let go of her shoulders, backing away a bit and slightly bowing, "I wish for you to be at my side as Queen."

Normally, any girl would be flattered by his statement and say 'yes' without think of the flaws and complications of being Queen of Egypt. They would ignorantly throw themselves into harms way, for if the pharaoh were to perish during his reign, they would be given all responsibility as the ruler of Egypt. They wouldn't know how to handle it, causing the whole country to spiral into complete chaos. Luckily, Teana was not like that, but it wasn't as if Atem was giving her a choice.

Atem noticed her silence and took it as hesitation, "I know that you're contemplating on the fact that if anything were to happen to me, then you'd have to take over the throne, but I assure you, you need not worry. I have the power of the Millennium Puzzle at my disposal. But if anything were to come up, the reign will be distributed among the other holders of the Millennium Items."

Even so, Teana didn't like the fact that she would have to marry her good friend. She didn't love him like that; only as a friend. It would be as if she was marrying her own brother, and she, herself, wasn't too fond of incest. No matter how hard he would try to tempt her, she wasn't going to enjoy her stay at the palace.

"Thank you," was her only reply as she bowed her head slightly. It was the only thing she could say.

Atem smiled. "Good. Now come. We must inform Jono and head for the palace."

He flipped his cape as he exited the alley along with Teana. They went unnoticed by the still daydreaming Jono as he continued with his rant. Luckily, Atem was able to cut him off.

"Jono. We must depart. The palace requires my attendance, including my personal guard's," Atem said, referring to him.

"Ya mean I'm your bodyguard?" Jono pointed at himself in disbelief, but the young pharaoh ignored him.

"Come. Curfew is at sundown."

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"Atem!" a young brunette cried as she ran to glomp her good friend.

Teana was a little surprised by her while Jono stood there, confused.

Atem playfully pushed her away and dusted off his kilt, "Yes Mana. But I don't really have the time for this. I'll need you to show my friends to their rooms."

Mana sprang up in delight, grabbing Teana's and Jono's hands, jerking them forward. "Don't you worry, Atem!"

"You shouldn't give my apprentice such a task, Pharaoh." Mana stopped when she heard the voice of her mentor. "She would only get lost in a palace such as this one. Perhaps, I should accompany them, my liege."

Teana looked around, recognizing the young man from before. He had been one of the holders of the Millennium Items that she had met earlier when Atem had introduced them; the Millennium Ring to be precise. What was his name again? Oh, Mahad. And this girl was his apprentice?!

Atem thought for a moment, then replied, "Very well."

Mana ran up to Mahad, falling down on her knees before him, clasping her hands together. "Oh please, Master! Don't misjudge me! I know my way around!" Her frown grew.

Ignoring his apprentice, Mahad picked her up by the back of her dress and began walking down the corridors. "Please come this way."

Teana and Jono glanced at one another then followed the priest down the hall.

All the way, in an unsuccessful attempt, Mana was trying to squirm out of his grasp, yelling, "LET ME GO!!!"

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"And here is your room, Lady Teana." Mahad held the door open for her, having let Mana down since Jono was shown his own room.

Teana analyzed the room; a canopy bed, a dresser drawer, a small table with a flower vase, a few golden vases here and there, and a balcony.

Her eyes glistened, "It's beautiful."

Mana looked at her oddly, "Beautiful? It seems simple to me. It's like any other guest room in the palace. "

Mahad hit her shoulder firmly, but not enough to hurt her. "Behave yourself, Mana, and don't be rude. This is Lady Teana's first time in a palace, am I right?"

Teana nodded her head. "Yes, and please, just call me Teana."

Mahad shook his head. "I couldn't. You are a princess, and should be addressed as one. I am not worthy enough to call you by name."

"But, I was once a peasant. I still feel as though you both are still of a higher rank than I," she admitted.

"It matters not. You are no longer a peasant, and it will stay that way," he assured her.

Teana remained silent. She couldn't think of what else to say.

"Lady Teana. I shall inform you when dinner is ready. Come Mana. It is time for your magic lessons." Mahad closed the door behind them.

"But I don't need any more lessons, Master! I'm as good as any other mage!" Teana chuckled at Mana's muffled statement.

"If what you say is true, then I should give you even harder training for you to surpass 'any other mage'." Mahad's voice seemed sly.

"MASTER!" Mana whined.

The last thing heard was Mahad's soft chuckle as their voices disappeared down the hallway.

She chuckled once more, walking over to the balcony. Below her was the Royal City with different merchants and customers roaming around. Past the city was a vast, never ending sea of sand. The only thing that stood between them was the beauty of the Nile River.

Teana wiped a bit of sweat that was trailing down her cheek. She noticed that a little bit farther than the Nile was a small oasis.

'Hmm. Maybe I'll go there someday with Mana.'

The thought of Mana made her think of Atem. She didn't want to be Queen of Egypt. It kept her from being what she had always dreamed of being; a dancer.

Teana sighed when she saw a group of dancers in the town square. Their movements were fluid and she only wished that she could be as good as they were. Even better.

So she decided to try her skills. She stood up strait and began to copy each step. Once she got the hang of it, Teana went back into her room for more space to dance in. She closed her eyes and felt the music within her as her emotions accompanied her in their own dance.

Her arms swung around as she leapt and twirled around the room. Even when the music had stopped, Teana continued. She didn't even notice that the time had passed or that Mahad had reentered the room.

"Lady Teana, your dinner is-" he trailed off.

Mahad stood there in amazement at Teana's dancing skills. They were so fluid. But it wasn't long until she noticed his presence, causing her to trip and fall onto the floor. Mahad held his hand out to her and helped her up.

"You are a wonderful dancer." Teana blushed slightly, covering it up by dusting off her blue tunic.

"Atem would never allow me to dance like that. It would be embarrassing for him."

"Maybe so, but it does not matter right now, Lady Teana."

"I told you not to call me that."

"It is only proper that I do so. Now come. The Pharaoh requests your presence at the table." Mahad motioned for her to come.

Teana nodded her head, but as she was about to leave the room, she heard the sound of a horse's neigh. She looked back at the balcony, seeing nothing but the darkness of the night sky.

"Lady Teana?" Mahad called from the hallway.

Teana slowly turned from the balcony to the door. "I'm coming."

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A young man on a horse looked over the cliff at the Royal City. His tanned face could be seen in the dim light emitted from the many houses and the palace. He lightly touched the scar under his right eye, fingering all of the details which he had memorized.

Under his breath, he muttered, with a smirk, "The Thief King shall strike once more."

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A/N: I hope you liked my first chapter! More will be coming soon! R&R and no flames, please!