This will be my shipping fic if you will!

Before you ask this will have vaseshipping in it.. later

I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! It belongs to Kazuki Takahashi

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Chapter One - Three Years Old

"Prince! Come back here at once!"

The little Prince ran as fast as any three year old can down the corridor. The guard who was on 'Prince Watch' duty came running after him. The Prince giggled as he ran but he was too occupied by giggling to concentrate on continuing to run. His left foot got caught by his right and the Prince toppled over hitting the floor with a 'thump'. As the Prince was only a child, the impact from the floor made him cry. It was not that he was hurt, the shock was the thing that made him cry. The guard soon scooped the Prince up and replaced him onto his feet. But the Prince did not stop crying, so the guard did what he was meant to do in this situation. Taking the small Prince by the hand, they made their way to the Throne room. The Pharaoh would be in session with the scared court now and the only interruption he would allow was when his son was upset.

As they entered the room, the Pharaoh looked over and, upon seeing his son, stood waiting for the guard to draw level with him. The Prince let go of the guard's hand and ran the remaining short distance to his father. The Pharaoh picked the crying Prince up and held him close. He didn't want to know why the Prince was upset, he would just do his job as a father.

"We shall finish this court meeting later." The Pharaoh stated, before he left the room with the Prince still in his arms.

The Pharaoh walked down one of the corridors, the Prince was still in his arms.

"Come my boy, there's no need to cry."

He wiped his son's tears away with one finger. He felt his son snuggle closer to him. Continuing on through the corridors the Pharaoh took his son out in to one of the many gardens. Popping the Prince back on the ground, he watched the Prince potter about in the garden. Watching his son play round in the garden got the Pharaoh thinking. The Prince really needed someone to play with, that would stop him from being chased around by the guards. Sitting on a beach he was deep in thought, occasionally he was presented with various objects from his son and he took them wordlessly.

"Atem." His son looked around, "Come here, son."

The Prince came without question looking with curious eyes at his father.

"How would you like someone to play with?"

"Someone to play with me?" The Prince repeated.

The Pharaoh nodded. The Prince thought for a moment.

"Not one of those people with the wooden sticks?"

The Pharaoh chuckled, "No, not one of the guards, but they will be watching."

At that point the small Prince lost his concentration on his father's world and took to pulling the Pharaoh's fingers in a playful manner. The Pharaoh, however, still had a lot on his mind. He did know that he was going to find a 'play-mate' for his son but where to look. Sighing, he stood. He needed to talk to Shimon even though he would object. Walking away he turned back and called to the Prince who, again, came without question. The Pharaoh walked in the direction of the throne room with the Prince trotting along beside him. Shimon was still in the throne room at and looked in the direction of the approaching Pharaoh, with Prince following behind. At once the Pharaoh began to explain his proposal to Shimon who, as suspected, was not convinced by this. But gradually he came round.

The Prince trotted around the room, he came to some steps he saw a whole golden object at the top. Climbing the stairs, the Prince came across the huge thing. He remembered that he'd seen his father sitting there, so he reached up and somehow managed to pull himself up and onto the 'chair'. Once there the little Prince watched his father and waited for his reaction. Shimon was the first to notice the Prince, technically speaking no one but the current Pharaoh was allowed to sit there. The Pharaoh turned having noticed Shimon's look but instead of telling the Prince off he just laughed.

"Have you taken my throne, my boy?"

The Prince giggled and reached out to his father, who came and picked him up.

"Come on son, let me find you someone to play with."

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It only took two days to find the child who was to play with the Pharaoh. The girl was a few months younger then the Prince and lived with her mother in the poorest part of town. But having been chosen to be the Prince 'play-mate' they had been moved into the palace. The sun was shining down as the two children were playing. The brown haired girl ran over to a bush and pointed to a flower.

"Look! Blue!"

The Prince walked over and giggled, "That no flower. Flowers' are not blue."

A bird flew over head, "Look Prince! I'm a bird!"

The girl held out her arms and ran around the little garden. The Prince followed suit and both three year olds ran around and around the garden.

The women watched the two children with a small smile. As they rushed past the women the Prince tripped over and fell, with a bump, to the ground. The women gasped and was quick to lift the Prince back to his feet. But when she went to let go of the Prince's hand she found that the Prince continued to grasp her hand. She smiled slightly at this action but she knew that this was wrong. Fear trickled into her veins as she had approaching footsteps. Looking up she gasped.

"My Pharaoh! I do apologise! The Prince, he fell and I couldn't help myself. I jus-"

The Pharaoh held up a hand, "Do not worry, I don't mind. I understand that feeling when a child falls even if it's not your own. Besides, my son likes you."

The Pharaoh observed his son, and smiled. He seemed very content with the women which of course was a good thing. Apparently the Prince had just noticed his father as he let go over the women and went to his father, holding his arms up to him. The Pharaoh smiled and picked his son up. The women smiled at the scene but then there was a cry followed by;

"MOMMA!"

The women rushed over to her daughter and picked the crying girl up.

"Oh Mana, there now. You're ok, just a bump."

The Pharaoh walked over to them, with the Prince in arms; "Is she alright?"

The women nodded, "I think they're both tired, they've had a lot of fun together today."

The Pharaoh smiled, "Good, I'm glad. Come now Atem, let's get you to bed you can have more fun in the morning.

With that the Pharaoh turned and walked away, the little Prince looked back at his new friend and waved. Mana waved back.

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Well, I hope that was worth the wait.

Yeah, the shipping will come later it's all part of this fic plan. But I do hope you enjoyed the first chapter!

Please review and tell me what you thought :) If it is good or bad I don't mind :)

Oh, the some of Atem's speech in there might seem like a grammar mistake or something but that's how 3 year olds would speak.. So please don't shoot me :P

Thanks for reading, I shall update as soon as I can! :D