A/N: HIIIIIII you know how all those stories for YGO are about Atem being the prince and Yugi being the servant well I wanted to try something different. Yugi is the future pharaoh of Egypt and Atem is a rather unwilling servant, but only for a little while. There is some out of characterness but not much and it isn't for very long.

Disclaimer: I don't own YGO you would know if I did it would be a bit different

Yugi Mouto was the prince and future Pharaoh of Egypt. He was small for his age and had a childish view on most things. He had spiky black hair with gold bangs that flopped almost in front of his face. His eyes were the purest violet that only showed innocence. His father did not approve of his only son, however he could not contribute to any more children after a bad carriage accident. (If you understand my meaning) It was the boys sixteenth birthday and his father was having a new wardrobe made for him. The tailor was fusing over the to long cloak at the moment while Yugi stood there staring at the ground. The Pharaoh was standing near the door watching impatiently. He spent as little time as possible with his almost grown son because in his twisted mind that was how his poor wife had died, however that is another story.

"What is taking so long?" He growled at the man trying to pin the cloak at the correct length.

"I miscalculated the Prince's height and I have to fix it now. I apologize for the wait it shouldn't take much longer." The tailor replied bowing from his position on the floor.

"You don't have to wait for me father. You can go ahead it you'd like." The youth finally spoke. It was a childish voice that, if there were any, it could be mistaken as an angel's. The man by the door glowered at him and the looked back at the tailor.

"Just hem it up for now. It can be fixed it correctly after the celebration tonight." With that he stalked out, leaving the disheveled servant and depressed Prince behind.

"If you can take that off I can hem it quickly." The tailor said kindly to Yugi, who only nodded and shed the dark blue cloak. After handing it over he walked out of the room, the man bowing to his back. Yugi told them all continuously to stop bowing to him but the did it anyway so finally he stopped asking it of the servants in the large castle. (is that what they were called in Ancient Egypt? I don't know shrug)

That night in the throne room the Pharaoh and young Prince sat in their respective chairs and watched as the richer subjects gave gifts and well wishes. The next day they would ride out into town and the people would probably throw flowers and such to him. He was loved among the commoners because of his kindness; they knew he had gotten from his mother. His father definitely was the source of it. Finally, it was his father's turn to present his gift. The boy was kicking the front of his chair because his feet didn't reach the ground. After a moment two guards brought in a young man, maybe Yugi's age, with very similar hairstyle as his own for exception of the gold locks were spiked up instead of flopping down. His eyes were deep red but bright with fury. He was tan, as most Egyptians were, in contrast to the Prince's unusually pale skin. The guards held his upper arms as if trying to make sure he didn't run away. After Yugi looked at him for a moment the Prince smiled in an uncertain way, not sure what to say to the furious youth.

"Yugi, you have become an adult and I feel you should have a personal assistant, like nobles should." Yugi heard his father say from the dais behind him. "This is Atem, he will be doing just that from now on." The man concluded. Yugi knew it was really just a way to have to talk to him less.

"Hello. It's nice to meet you." Was what the boy came up with to say to Atem. It really didn't feel like enough but what else could he say. Atem glared at him from across the room and Yugi shuddered a little. The nobles around the room were getting worried looks on their faces, the boy had yet to even bow a little. When he was in the presence of the Pharaoh he was supposed to kneel on the floor. After a second the guards made a quick movement and Atem was kneeling but one of the guards was cursing under his breath about something Yugi couldn't hear. They pulled him back up and led him out of the room, Yugi guessed to be shown around the castle.

"Thank you all for coming and I will hope to see again." The Pharaoh gave the dismissal. Everyone bowed and filed out of the Throne room. The ruler and his son got up and walked out the back door. Yugi immediately went to his room; he didn't enjoy the company of his father.

Atem was shown around the parts of the castle he would probably be going, the guards never left his side until he was pushed into the Prince's room. The bedroom section had a large fluffy bed an expensive wooden dresser and three doors. The door beside the bed opened up to a personnel library with soft chairs and candle lamps. The one across from the bed was to a small dining room that had a chair at the table and an extra beside the wall. A couch was placed a little way from the table. The last door was to a large bathroom. The tub was large enough to swim in and the toilet was hidden in the corner almost out of view. Atem's favorite room was the bedroom though. The decoration was simple light blue, purple, and gold. There was a large upside down pyramid shape sewn into the blue comforter in gold thread. On the pyramid was a design of an iris. Atem touched it lightly and jumped when the door opened a small boy, the Prince, walked in.

Yugi looked up from the floor when he heard someone at the bed. It was Atem. "Hi." Yugi smiled brightly at the older boy. He was tired of being alone at night it was rather boring.

Atem looked at the Prince and gave him a dirty look. The 16 year old looked back at the ground. "I'm sorry." Yugi muttered. It was so low Atem barely caught it. "Were you taken from your family?" Yugi asked quietly.

"Yes, they said if I ran bad things would happen." Atem snapped at the boy.

"I truly and sorry. If they are not paying you I will. Your duties are simple. Get the meals, tell the people in the kitchen to make enough for two. Make the bed and clean the rooms once a week. Accompany out when I go and go with me to celebrations and things like that. I will have the tailor make you a new wardrobe." Yugi had yet to look into the other boy's crimson eyes. "When that door is locked," He pointed to the library door. "Don't worry about going in there unless you want a book or it is important." Yugi spent most of his time in there anyway. "What free time you have you can do whatever you want. I don't care."

"Will you look up when you talk to people when stare at the ground it's like they rule over you." Atem growled. He hated when people didn't look at him when they talked. He didn't feel bad for snapping at the Prince or being pert or mean, which was unusually unlike him. Yugi shrugged and walked into the library. Before shutting the door he looked at Atem's face.

"You have the rest of the night off. Your bed is by the dresser and there are linens in the closet in the bathroom." Yugi finished and shut the library door. Atem heard a small click that told him it was locked. After a moment of blankly staring at the door he spread out his own cot and went to get sheets for it.