Debs: Hey. This is my first fic.

Kiya: Hiya.

Debs: This is my OC Princess Kiya. Soon to be Queen Kiya wife of Pharaoh Yami.

Yami: Yeah.

Kiya: Oh hey.

Debs: Hey Yami.

Yami: Right Debs doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh unless you count dreams which no one does.

Debs: I do.

Yami: IT'S YOUR DREAMS.

Debs: Your right.

Kiya: Can we just get on with our little romance

Debs: Okay.

Chapter One:

The elegant princess walked through her father's palace. This princess is the arranged bride for the Pharaohs son. They have not even met each other. She walked into her father's quarter.

"Father, am I going to meet my 'fiancée' today?" She asked. Her old father turned to his daughter.

"Kiya darling, I wish you would take your affiance more seriously." He said. Kiya looked to him.

"But father. I haven't even met him." She said. He looked softly but sternly.

"Well you are going to today." He answered earnestly. "I am old and won't be here for long, Kira dear if you are to get married to the Pharaoh's son then you will both rule the two lands and stop a war that has lasted for generations. Your marriage will go down in history." He said. She faked a smile as she was sent to the tailors to get her dress made so she can look proper for the first time that they will meet.

The pharaoh had ordered his son to meet him.

"Yami. You shall be meeting your fiancée today." He said. Yami was as pleased as Kira was that this was happening.

"I can't marry her. Father she is going to be a complete stranger to me. And you guys will never accept her as she is one of them." He said hoping that he could maybe get wormed out of this.

"Yes Yami she is one of them. But she is not part of the mess that our pre families were part of." He said. The tri coloured prince sighed realizing he will never get out of this so he may as well meet her.

So as she was on her way, Yami was getting ready by speaking to his mother.

"Mother, have you met my fiancée?" He asked the woman who had long straight black hair and brown eyes. She gave him a gentle look. She softly kissed his forehead.

"I am afraid that I do not know her. But sweetheart, everything's going to be fine. This is the way I met your father." He smiled back. Soon they heard that the princess had arrived. She had to serve the tea, imagine a princess hasn't to do that. She walked in. Yami wasn't in yet. She walked over. She served politely the Pharaoh and Queen there's then her mother and father. She had been ordered to where something to cover her face like her mother was to. Then Yami entered.

"Oh finally." He said. Her father looked over.

"We were beginning to think that you had run away like our angel had…. "He trailed off noticing Kiya was gone.

"We has she gone now." Kiya's mother asked. Yami's mother laughed a minute noticing Kiya under her table. She shook her head pleading her not to tell her where she is. After everyone except Yami had left Kiya raised herself up from under the table. She brushed down her dress. Thinking she was alone she said?

"This is havoc." She said. "I can't meet him." She put her head in her hands.

Yami turned around to the sobbing girl who had her back to him. He looked to her. Kiya sensed the present after thinking everyone had gone.

"Oh no." She said. He looked at her. He wondered if she knew who he was because he wondered if she was the princess.

"Are you okay?" He asked. She shook her head. Not yet had she turned around.

"What do you think? I'm being forced to marry some prince I haven't met." She almost screamed. "You wouldn't understand." He obviously knew who she was now but not who she was.

"I do understand, princess. I am that prince." He said making her turn around. "And I would appreciate to see my fiancée's face." He said walking up to her. "Not that your headdress isn't beautiful." He said taking it off although she was gobsmaked at how he looked he was so handsome. "You are really pretty." He said.

"Thank you." She curtsied. "You are really handsome." She said admiring him by placing her fingers on his face feeling his bone structure - feeling her touch made a feeling of love flow through his body.

"You do not have to curtsy for me." He said.

"Oh." She replied.

"I thought this was going to be horrid." He said. She smiled when there parents came in.

"KIYA!!!!! YOU ARE NOT WEARING YOUR HEADDRESS!!" Her father shouted at her. She looked away from Yami to her father shocked.

"Your name is Kiya. It is really pretty." Yami said. "My name is Yami." He introduced himself to her. He forced her to ignore her father.

"Darling." Kiya's mother said to her father as he almost dragged her away from him. "Can't you see them?"

"Of course I can see them dear and look at her!" He said. "Look at her she has taken her headdress off." Her mother picked up the headdress.

"What does it matter?" She asked persuading her husband with a kiss as the Pharaoh and his wife went to see Kiya.

"So your our bride to be?" the Queen asked.

"Yes miss." She said curtsying. Yami looked to her and whispered into her ear.

"You have forgotten already that you don't have to curtsy." She nodded. She kissed his cheek returning to her parents.

"Well then tomorrow you can take Kiya on a tour of the town and get to know each other as you are going to get married." The Pharaoh said. Kiya flinched there was that word again. Oh no. "You are going to get married aren't you?" He asked as Kiya's father looked at her.

"Well." She said looking at Yami.

"Yes of course we can't disobey your orders father." He said helping her out as she agreed.