YA: Remember when I said that my last story would be the last new one. Okay…I lied. This was supposed to come before Jealous Eyes, Black Bitter, even Til I Hurt You but I haven't had the courage to post it. And after thinking about how to update my others ones…I'm still at a block so please check this story out. I'm pretty sure you'll like it as much as I do. Anyway here's a full summary:

*~*~ The original Pharaoh left his son into the care of the greatest mage Seto. Sounds simple? Not if the young prince is a wild unruly teen! Seto now has his hands full caring for the rowdy boy while teaching him about life and love. Will young Prince Yami learn how to be mature and soon take the place of his father as Pharaoh? ~*~*~*

*~*~*~*~* Unruly as I want to be *~*~*~*

"Great Ra! Not again!"

A tall fellow draped in violet slammed the small scroll he was holding only a moment ago down on the floor, taking in all his strength to keep his calm and not stomp on it. His shoulders tensed, shaking a little as past memories ran through his head. Not one at a time but all at the same time. It was giving him an unforgiving headache to the point where his head was spinning. Stopping himself from creating more damage he paused to look outside. Parting the sheer curtains with a wave of his hand, the warm breeze of the desert blew in, coming to him and brushing against his hot cheeks as if to soothe him.

The sky was the clearest of blue, just like the blue in his eyes, if not, his eyes carried a storm inside which was natural. Not a cloud was in the sky, they would only abuse its natural beauty. Only then did he realize that he was getting too lax about the atmosphere and forgetting about his not-so-new responsibility. With a sigh, he picked the scroll from the floor and read it again, just to make sure it was real:

Dearest Seto,

Forgive me for leaving so soon but it was important that I settle a dispute in the South. Dangerous bandits carrying black magic was giving them trouble and they sought for my help. The threat is getting stronger Seto! This is the third time they had to call me for help; I do not know how long I can hold them back this time. I need your help. I can only stall them before they reach the palace. Teach my son the power of the Shadows. His body is fresh and built with enormous energy. He may be the one to save us all. This is a burden, yes, but forgive me. You are my trustworthy mage and I wouldn't have given the job to anyone else.

Take Care,

Former Pharaoh

Seto's head leaned back and he gave another sigh followed by a groan of disappointment. Taking care of the Prince was not easy. Seto remembered when he was 17, but he wasn't unruly like the prince was. Life is not all fun and games, especially if you have a country to serve and defend. Feeling defeated, he thought it'd be best to wake the prince and start schooling as soon as possible.

For safety reasons, the prince wasn't far from Seto's room, only two doors down if you're counting the second entrance to Seto's main quarters. The doors were second biggest, letting one know who inhabits the room. With one twist of the handle, Seto opened the door partially, so only his voice could be heard.

"My Liege? Are you awake?" There was no answer, just quiet. Not even the breath of sleeping was heard. Seto slightly panicked. "Golden One, can you hear me?" Still no response. With his other hand, Seto stroked the back of his head to calm himself of further anger and frustration. "Excuse me for intruding." He murmured. The first thing Seto felt when stepping inside of the prince's room was a fresh breeze. His window was opened and his bed was not occupied. Seto let out a roar of frustration, startling other servants and calling in one of the guards.

"Master Seto? Is something the matter?" he asked. Seto pointed a shaky finger to the window.

"Prince Yami has escaped again!" he yelled. The guard gave a quick bow before turning on his heels to leave but Seto stopped him. "No. No. I'll get him."

"Is there anything I can do for you, Master Seto?" a servant girl asked him. Seto rushed into his room, grabbing a worn brown cloak, placing it over him and fumbling with the buttons.

"Yes, tell Anzu I want one of the best teas to be ready for me, run my bath and have another servant girl waiting in it when I get back." The servant girl nodded, clapping to signal another one to help her with Seto's needs. Before Seto made his way into the main halls, he stopped to speak to the servant girl. "I was kidding about the last request." And with that, he left the halls. The servant girls squealed in excitement.

"Such a charmer, Master Seto is!"

The marketplace was busiest today as if a celebration was carrying on for the day. A small cloaked figure was rushed through the streets, rammed into others and pushed against the fruit carts. Despite the sudden violence, he enjoyed every minute of it. Another boy ran passed him with the whitest of hair he has ever seen. Before he could go far, the cloaked one stopped him.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"Where have you been?" obviously the white haired boy was just as excited as everybody else. "We had a great sale the other night. Many made good money and today, we celebrate!" Before another word was said, the boy pulled the cloaked on with him to a circle just a little ways from the market place into a village. There were food from what didn't sell cooking, instruments were playing and fancy clothes being worn. All was happy and soaking in the joy of the atmosphere.

"Ryou over here!" A blonde boy called out. "Bring your new friend too!" Tugging a little more, Ryou brought the cloaked one to the tall blonde boy. Around him, all were commoners but today they were happy, joyful and content. "What da madda? Is he shy?" Ryou shrugged tugging on the hood of the concealed boy.

"Take that off, you're safe with us. If there's any danger, Jou will save us!"

"It is best if I leave the hood on. I guarantee you that you'll all be safe." The voice pierced both Jou and Ryou. The exchanged looks then looked at the 'boy' before them.

"How old are you anyway?" Jou asked. The boy paused, recoiling a little, hoping they didn't recognize who he was.

"That doesn't matter!" Ryou interuppted. "Let's go have some fun! The music has already started." Pulling to lead him into the circle again, Ryou swung the cloak one around, until they were all in the mix of common dancing.

Seto wandered around the marketplace for what seemed to be hours since the morning he's left the palace. He was beginning to wonder if the prince was in the city at all. Maybe he ran away from the country. Could he know that his father left again? Maybe it had upset him so much. Usually when he's upset, he would retreat to the lagoon on the other side of the land. Seto mentally slapped himself for not looking there in the first place.

He turned to go back in the previous direction, cursing to himself that he couldn't just teleport to where the prince was. Not only would it scare the common folk but it would give away who he was. There was one thing that Seto noticed when in the city. Where did all the children go? The answer was clear when two smaller children ran past him into the village ahead.

"Got you."

The cloaked one sensed Seto was near. He only hoped that dancing among the common folk wouldn't give him away. Perhaps, traveling through them would make pinpointing him more challenging. He cleared his throat and pulled Ryou near to him.

"Someone's after me! Hid me before I'm discovered." With hesitating Ryou nodded, taking him out of the crowd and further back into the village. They finally stopped in a semi dark alleyway. Still, he felt Seto's presence near, ever so nearer than in the first location.

"Don't think you can shake me so easily, Golden One." The boy and Ryou jumped out of their skins with a start. Out of the corner a taller man emerged. Even through the dark hood the concealed his face in shadows, the steely blue eyes locked on to the smaller boy.

"S-stay b-back!" Ryou said. "D-don't come n-nearer!" Seto removed the hood on his head revealing him to be the great mage of the kingdom. Ryou's knees gave him and his response was falling to the ground and bowing. "F-forgive m-m-me! I didn't know!"

"I suggest you leave, now." Seto answered.

"C-come on!" Ryou stammered, pulling on the bottom on the cloak of the boy. "B-bow down!"

"I have deceived you Ryou." The boy said removing his cloak as well, reveling that he was prince of Egypt. Ryou gasped and covered his eyes, occasionally pouring dirt on himself.

"I have looked into the eyes of Royalty! I must be punished!!" Yami snorted a laugh but stiffened when Seto gave him a death glare.

"Leave young boy." Ryou nodded and without picking himself from the ground, crawled away from sight. Seto folded his arms and continued to stare at Yami in a threatening manner. Yami gave him a sheepish grin, scooting farther away from him in a chance to run.

"Can't catch me!" he yelled. Seto didn't move, only outstretched his hand to perform a levitation practice to pull Yami back and close to distance between them. Yami struggled in mid-air to break free but to no avail. "No fair! You have to catch me without magic!"

"I hardly have the time to deal with you!" Seto growled. "We have to go back to the palace and discuss a few things." Grabbing the hood of his cloak, Seto pulled him close and chanted a spell to teleport them back to the palace.

TBC

YA: Finally, maybe after this I can update my other stories. The block came back but I have plans for this one so it should be fairly easy. So you like? No? Yea? Of course, Yami is OOC but he's seventeen! I act just like him…okay…maybe not. But seventeen is a cool age to act free and out of control! Hee heehee! Now…gotta do essay! Nooooo!