Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.

Author Notes: I also do not own Gena Showalter's book, which this fic is based off of, nor any brand name items that may pop up in this fic.

Yugi woke the next morning to the sounds of birds chirping outside his window – along with an odd noise that he couldn't place while he was stuck somewhere in between his dreams and reality. It took him a few moments to realize that the bizarre noise he was hearing was his alarm was going off, and he slapped the button to silence the annoying device. Rubbing at his eyes Yugi slowly sat up, taking another moment to orient himself before swinging his legs over the side of the bed and planting his feet on the floor.

With his mind working on auto-pilot for the moment, Yugi rose from the bed and gathered his clothes, planning on showering before he made breakfast and went to work. He left his room and wandered down the hall to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. After shedding his clothes and tossing them into the laundry basket Yugi made his way over to the tub and started the shower, yawning sleepily.

Fifteen minutes later found the petite teenager towel-drying his spiky hair as he padded back down the hallway. As Yugi passed the guest bedroom, he froze. Glancing behind him with a wide-eyed look of horror, Yugi stared at the wooden door, the events of the night before flooding into his brain with a startling quickness. Had that all truly not been a dream? He bit his lip and turned, taking a few steps back, the thought that he had completely lost his mind circling around his head as he stared at the barrier between him and the truth.

He stood in front of the guest room, frozen for a moment or two. Finally the absurdity of his hesitance grated on his last nerve and he half-raised his hand, as if he were preparing to knock on the door. But he was quite shocked when the door opened right as he was about to knock.

Every muscle in Yugi's body instantly froze when his eyes took in the sight in front of him. Atemu stood before him, rubbing one eye to rid it of the sleep that had accumulated there. His hair was sleep tousled and his clothes were ruffled. Yugi's eyes widened and his heart began hammering in his chest. God did this man radiate sex appeal! Yugi's face flushed as he realized where his thoughts were headed. Whoa boy, slow down. Why was he even thinking this way? Yugi shook his head to clear his thoughts and found Atemu now staring at him.

"Can I help you, Master?" Yugi blinked at the question. Atemu's glance moved down to his hand, and Yugi's flush deepened as he realized he had frozen with his hand poised to knock. He jerked his hand down to his side and avoided the Egyptian's gaze.

"Ah, could you please call me Yugi? I really don't like that master bit..." Yugi forced himself to stop as he realized he was now rambling a little. "And uh... I just was coming to see if you were awake."

"You are my master and will be addressed as such, and as you can see, I am awake." Atemu yawned, one tanned hand rising to cover his mouth. Yugi frowned at his answer. He really didn't like being called master.

"What if being called Yugi pleased me? Would you do it?" Yugi inquired, raising his indigo eyes back to crimson orbs. Atemu stared at him for a long moment, his facial expression blank. Finally he nodded.

"If it would please you, I have to oblige." Atemu replied. Yugi sighed. He didn't want to force Atemu to do anything, but the master thing was where he was putting his foot down, so he nodded.

"It would please me greatly if you called me anything other then master." Yugi told him.

"Then it shall be done." Atemu agreed. Yugi smiled and opened his mouth to thank him, but then he remembered the shopping trip he'd wanted to take, and he decided to bring it up.

"I was thinking," Yugi began, and he suddenly had Atemu's full attention.

"Yes?"

"Uh... Well, if you're going to be staying here with me, you certainly can't walk around dressed the way you are." Yugi explained. Atemu's ruby orbs narrowed.

"What is wrong with my garments? Lesser men would trade their most prized possessions to be able to afford the linen I'm wearing." Atemu snapped. Yugi flinched. He hadn't meant to upset him.

"I'm sure they would, however, around here you can't really wear that sort of thing. You'd look out of place." Yugi tried to explain.

"I have no desire to even be in your world, so why should I dress like one of your people?" That comment stung Yugi a bit. He knew Atemu was upset, but this attitude he was giving him was really starting to get on his nerves, especially since all he wanted to do was be nice to the guy. He bristled, glaring up at Atemu.

"Like it or not buddy, you are in my world! And I have a feeling you're going to be here for a while, so I'd drop the attitude and get with it! I'm only trying to help you!" Yugi shouted. "I do not feel I've done anything to deserve this kind of treatment!" Those crimson eyes flashed and his mouth set into a hard line.

"Help me? The only way you can help me is to send me home, and I highly doubt you can do that, Little One." Atemu sneered. Yugi's eyes widened and his mouth gaped open. Atemu briefly mused that he looked like a fish gasping for air.

"Little...!" Yugi let out a cry of frustration. "I am not that small!" Atemu smirked.

"You did say I could call you anything but master, correct?" Atemu inquired smugly. "And compared to me, you are tiny. You remind me of a little kitten, all fuzz and claws. Perhaps you would rather be called Kitten?" Yugi's face flushed bright red and his jaw dropped.

"I-you-ARGH! You are impossible!" Yugi shrieked. "I don't want to be called either thing! All I wanted was to offer to take you shopping for some modern clothing and you have to play Mister High and Mighty! You'd think you were a king or something!" Yugi ranted. Atemu blinked.

"I am a king." Atemu stated in a matter-of-fact tone.

"I- What?" Yugi gazed at him, startled.

"I am..." Atemu's demeanor changed slightly, and his shoulders slumped. "I am Pharaoh of Khemet."

"Y-You're a king? Oh that's great. Not only do I have an Egyptian pleasure slave to deal with, I have an Egyptian Pharaoh who's a pleasure slave to deal with. You know what, that explains so much." Yugi turned and began walking down the hallway, rubbing his head. No wonder the man walked around as if he owned the place and had an attitude the size of Tokyo. He heard footsteps padding along behind him, and he realized Atemu was following him.

"Explains what?" Atemu asked from behind him. Yugi turned, sighing heavily.

"You know what? Just forget it. I won't force you to change your clothing or anything-"

"You could." Yugi blinked, looking up at him.

"I could what?" Yugi inquired.

"Force me. You seem to have forgotten I'm yours to command. If you really want me to do something, I can't really say no." Atemu grumbled. Yugi blinked again, and then burst into laughter. Atemu was surprised by this, his ruby orbs widening.

"Force you? Oh that's funny!" Yugi wiped a tear from his eye. "You don't act like a slave with your attitude problem. Anyway, I'm not going to force you to do anything. You're a person, not a slave." Yugi added. Atemu blinked, but he couldn't say he was mad about that. He didn't really like having someone else having power over him, but the fact that Yugi didn't want to enforce it made Atemu feel the happiest he'd been since this whole thing started.

"Fine... I will wear the garments of your world then." Atemu figured it was the least he could do since Yugi was being so kind to him. His decision was rewarded with a bright smile that made his heart flutter somewhat. Atemu looked away and coughed.

"Thank you." Yugi told him. Atemu glanced back at him, noting the way Yugi's cheeks turned pink when he was happy. The boy was adorable. "We'll go shopping for your clothes tomorrow. How about some breakfast now? I'm starving." At the mention of breakfast, Atemu's stomach rumbled and he was reminded he hadn't had much to eat since this entire fiasco began. Sure he had eaten, but it hadn't been enough to truly satisfy him, as he hadn't felt up to eating. He nodded in agreement to Yugi's suggestion, and the pale youth smiled.

"Awesome. Now, let's find out what I have..." Yugi murmured to himself as he led Atemu through the house to the kitchen. Yugi then began rummaging through his refrigerator. Atemu shivered when the cold air from the device washed over his body. It was so much colder here in this strange new place.

"Alright, let's see..." Yugi hummed as he began pulling out eggs, bacon, and cheese. A bacon, egg and cheese sandwich sounded good. Turning to Atemu, he gave the man a questioning look.

"How does a bacon, egg and cheese sandwich sound?" Yugi asked. Atemu stared at him blankly, and Yugi sighed. "Never even had one, right?"

"No, I have not had such a thing." Atemu answered.

"Well, they're really good, and it's kind of all I have right now. I need to go grocery shopping, probably wouldn't hurt to pick up something for dinner tonight. Probably don't have anything meal worthy to cook..." Yugi grabbed a skillet out of a drawer and set it on the stove, beginning to heat it up so he could make the eggs. At his statement, Atemu glanced up, arching a brow.

"You cook?" He inquired. Yugi turned and opened his carton of eggs, pulling two out while nodding.

"I do."

"Cooking is a job for a woman." Yugi cracked the eggs open and let them drop into the heated skillet, ignoring the sexist comment. He had to remind himself that where Atemu came from, that's probably how it was.

"Yeah well, I live by myself, so I have to either know how to cook, or live off of microwavable goods. While those are convenient and can be good, it doesn't beat a home cooked meal." Yugi explained. "And in my time, women aren't the only people who cook. There are in fact men who cook for a living. They're called chefs."

Silence took over the kitchen while Yugi watched the eggs, flipping them when they were done on one side. The bacon he had was microwavable, so he placed them on a plate and began to heat them in the microwave while the eggs finished.

Getting out some bread, Yugi placed an egg on each piece, then laid a piece of cheese over it. When the microwave dinged, Yugi finished up the sandwich and put another piece of bread on top of each one, then handed a plate to Atemu. Yugi sat across from him and began to eat his own sandwich while Atemu studied his.

"You have no woman?" Atemu suddenly questioned, lifting the top piece of bread on the sandwich and studying the inside.

"No, I don't." Yugi replied, getting annoyed at Atemu's question without really understanding what is was about the query that ticked him off.

"Perhaps a man then?" Yugi flushed again at the implication. What was it with him, this man, and his ability to make him permanently red?

"No!" Yugi exclaimed quickly. Atemu smirked, setting the sandwich down on the plate. He didn't know why he was questioning Yugi like this, but he couldn't deny it was fun to tease his master and watch him blush. And Atemu also could not deny his curiosity about his master's preference.

"No need to be embarrassed. Those kinds of relationships are not frowned upon where I come from." Yugi's eyes widened. Oh gods, what was Atemu thinking? Did he assume...? Yugi fought down his embarrassment and glared at him.

"I am not embarrassed! And no, I don't have a man either!" Yugi snapped. Atemu looked back to him, his ruby orbs connecting and holding Yugi's indigo ones.

"Would you choose a man, if you could?" Well, that was a rather blunt way to ask his preference. Yugi's face turned even redder and his gaze dropped to the floor. Honestly, Yugi was bisexual. He preferred either or; he just hadn't found someone special yet. Tea was a nice girl, but he didn't know if she was right for him. He hadn't gotten to know her well enough yet, but due to how shy he was about dating, he wasn't sure he could get to know anyone better. Atemu blinked at his reaction. Perhaps he'd pushed him too far.

"I had not meant to embarrass you, really Yugi." Yugi was surprised by how soft Atemu's tone suddenly went. "You do not have to answer my question if you don't wish to." Yugi shook his head and smiled a bit sadly.

"I'm not embarrassed. I just... I prefer both, okay?" Yugi met his gaze evenly. "Let's drop it. I don't want to talk about it." Yugi then set to work on finishing his breakfast while Atemu stared at him. The Egyptian kept his eyes on Yugi the whole time the boy ate, forgetting about his own meal, not that he cared. It didn't look like something he wanted to eat anyway. Yugi began to fidget, well aware of those burning crimson eyes as they watched him.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Yugi asked, hoping to distract the other from staring at him.

"It does not look very appetizing." Atemu glanced down at his food.

"I know it's probably not what you're used to, but it's still good. And how do you know you don't like it if you won't try it?" Yugi took another bite out of his own sandwich. Atemu lifted the sandwich, staring at it in apprehension. "Come on, it's not going to bite you." Yugi fought down a giggle at the look on Atemu's face. The Egyptian took a bite, and Yugi actually burst into laughter at the surprised look on his face.

"It is good." Atemu relented, not being able to keep a smile back as he watched Yugi laugh. The little one had been right, and even he could see the humor in this. Yugi continued to laugh as Atemu practically wolfed down the entire sandwich.

"You'd think you'd never eaten before." Yugi grinned.

"It has a very appealing taste." Atemu told him. Yugi rose from his chair and grabbed a couple glasses, setting them on the counter. He took his gallon of milk out of the fridge and poured some into one of the glasses.

"Would you like some milk?" Yugi asked. "Probably should have asked before giving you the food, but I wasn't thinking about it at the time."

"Milk? I would love some." Atemu's expression lit up with happiness. Milk in his time was a delicacy. Yugi put the milk back then grabbed the glasses and set one down in front of Atemu, sipping his own. Atemu took a drink, surprised that it was so cold. He'd never had it cold before. That white box Yugi had must use some kind of magic to be able to keep things cold. When he remarked about this, Yugi looked surprised, but then he smiled.

"It's called a refrigerator. Its purpose is to keep things cold to prevent them from spoiling." Yugi explained. He chuckled a little at the thought that he was explaining modern technology to a three thousand year old Pharaoh. After breakfast, Yugi did the dishes while Atemu watched. Atemu was amused and amazed by all the things Yugi had in his cabinets. He was even impressed by his dishes, which were not made of clay. They were made of glass. Just how much money did his master have? Such things were usually only owned by kings or nobles.

After the dishes were put away, Yugi checked to see what time it was and realized it was almost time to head to work. When the thought of work crossed his mind, Yugi's eyes widened in horror. Work! Yugi raised his hands to grip at the hair at the side of his head. What was he going to do with Atemu while he was at work! He couldn't leave the man here by himself; he more then likely didn't know how to work anything, so he couldn't take care of himself.

Yugi bit his lip. Taking him with him to work briefly crossed Yugi's mind, but then he'd have to explain how he came to know him to his grandfather. Yugi considered for a moment just asking him to remain in his box for the day, but then he scratched that idea. That would be cruel to expect Atemu to stay in his prison all day. He had no other choice; he'd have to take Atemu with him to work. Yugi was sure he could come up with something believable to explain the man's presence to his grandpa. Yugi's gaze drifted over Atemu's form. Hopefully his outfit wouldn't draw too much attention. Tomorrow he would definitely get Atemu some normal clothing.

"Yugi?" Atemu's voice broke through his thoughts, and Yugi turned around to face him.

"I have to go to work." Yugi admitted. Atemu gave an understanding nod, but concern briefly crossed his face.

"You seem upset. Why?" Atemu questioned.

"I was just wondering what to do with you while I was at work. Making you stay in that box is out; I won't do that to you. You can't stay here by yourself, so the only other thing I can do is take you with me." Yugi explained.

"How about just skipping a day?" Atemu suggested, leery of the idea of having to accompany Yugi to his workplace. Yugi shook his head.

"I can't. It's too late to call in now; I'd need to let Grandpa know early in the morning or a day in advance that I wasn't coming in. I'm also the only help Grandpa has in the store right now, so I don't like to skip unless I really have to." Yugi told him.

"I see. What is the nature of your work?" Atemu asked, arching a brow.

"Uh... I help Grandpa run a shop where we sell toys and games." Yugi told him.

"Toys and games?" Atemu's interest peaked at those words.

"Yeah. You like games?" A smile spread across Yugi's face at the happiness that began to show on Atemu's face.

"I love games. They're my favorite past time." Atemu admitted.

"Awesome! Then you'll love the shop!" Yugi bounced a little from excitement.

"We shall see." Atemu told him with a smile.

"We should get going before I'm late." Yugi reached up and lightly touched Atemu's hair, causing the other man to flinch and draw back at the contact. "I can give you a brush to use. Got any shoes?"

"Yes." Atemu replied. Yugi led the way back to the hallway then, and Atemu disappeared into the guest bedroom for his shoes while Yugi continued on to get his hairbrush out of the bathroom. Atemu was slipping his shoes on when Yugi appeared in the bedroom, holding out the hairbrush. Atemu took it with a mumbled thank you and proceeded to brush out his hair.

"I'm going to grab my keys. Come back to the living room when you're done, okay?" Atemu nodded, and Yugi left. Atemu stood up when he had finished and left the room, heading to where Yugi was waiting by the front door. Atemu found himself actually looking forward to this trip. His curiosity of what his master's work place looked like was great. Yugi led the way outside the house and he locked the door behind him.

While Yugi was locking the door, Atemu surveyed his new surroundings and found it to be a strange place indeed. There were all sorts of odd dwellings all around. They all looked nearly the same, but yet different at the same time. Some were taller then others. Wooden structures ran around the backs of some of these buildings and small and large trees varied in front of them. Some of the dwellings had flowers along the front of them. A pleasant breeze was blowing, and Yugi sighed happily as it ruffled his hair, but Atemu shivered and wrapped his arms around his body.

"Cold." He mumbled.

"Cold?" Yugi looked back at him. "Oh... I'm sorry. The climate here is a tad colder then what you're used to, huh?"

"Yes, it is." Atemu followed him down the stone walkway to another strange looking object. Atemu's eyes widened when he saw it. "What is this thing?"

"It's a car. You ride in it to go places. I suppose you could compare it to a chariot, only this goes much faster." Yugi explained, unlocking the door. "Lift that handle and the door will open." Atemu did so, and the door popped open. He imitated Yugi, sliding inside and shutting the door. Atemu gazed around the inside of the car. This was almost too much to take. Everything was so different. Yugi reached over him and pulled something constricting across his chest. When Atemu jumped and pulled at the device, Yugi gave him a warm smile.

"It's a seatbelt Atemu. You have to wear it to keep you safe." Atemu's gaze shot to his.

"This thing is not safe?" His voice shook as Yugi started the car.

"It's safe. It's just in case of an accident and wearing it is also required by law." Yugi hit the gas and the car moved forward. Atemu's hand shot down to the car handle and gripped it so tight his knuckles turned white. Yugi shot him a worried glance, praying he wouldn't freak or get sick before he could get them to the game shop. Yugi kept his sped under the limit for Atemu's sake, ignoring the angry drivers that beeped at him every now and then.

Soon enough Yugi could see the shop up ahead. He smiled, starting to slow the car down. He pulled up beside the shop and turned the car off, turning to look at the male sitting next to him. Atemu was slightly pale and shaking, his eyes focused on nothing in particular. Yugi leaned over and undid his seat belt, causing the Egyptian to nearly jump out of his skin. Yugi gave him a comforting smile.

"We're here." Yugi told him.

"G-Good." Atemu stammered. "N-Now how do you exit this thing?" Yugi leaned over him and opened the door with the handle, making sure Atemu's eyes were on his hand as he did so. Atemu exited the car in a flurry of movement, nearly tripping over himself in his haste to get out of it. Yugi chuckled to himself. Today was certainly going to be interesting.