XP Sorry for the long time it took to update. Really I am XP

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Still don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.

O_o;;.... Uhm... S.A, I have the strangest feeling that the characters are going to be OOC, because the events that made them the way they are aren't going to be there to make them that way XP.

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The young pharaoh sighed, leaning against the arm of his throne, his head propped up by his hand, eyes half closed. He was barely listening to Shimon as he went on and on and on about politics with Greece or something or another. In fact, the only reason he was still awake was because his cousin kept elbowing him in the ribs every time he was about to. Set was rewarded with a sharp glare, and then a small, thankful smile.

He jumped awake, just as he was near asleep again, and this time it was not because of Set. He and Set both ran to one of the palace windows where the sound of a crash came from. Below them, they saw a cloud of dust, rubble, and about a dozen Egyptians coughing and supporting each other, one which was bleeding heavily.

Shimon came and joined them, standing on his tip-toes to see out the window. "I knew rebuilding the temple would be hard," Shimon sighed. After scanning the area, his eyes were quite sharp for his age, he deducted that no one was seriously injured besides the man who was already being cared for. He ushered Set and Atemu back to their seats.

"Can we not at least go out there to help?" Atemu complained.

Shimon glared slightly. "You need to learn these skills so that another war does not occur," he scolded. "No, you cannot. Maybe after your lesson you, with the permission of your father you can go."

"Why is Dad not sitting here then?" Atemu countered.

"Because your father already knows all of this, and you are to be the future pharaoh. Now be quiet and listen," Shimon sighed.

Atemu sighed and assumed his original position, muttering something about boring old men never shutting up.

One thing that he hated about his lessons, besides the fact that they were going to bore him to death, was that his city was still being rebuilt, and he was not there to help. His father, who was a great man, who Atemu hoped to be just like someday, was out there nearly everyday, helping everyone get back to how life was before Atemu could remember it, and he was stuck inside learning something about how it was against Greek law to do. . . practically anything now that he thought about it.

I am the son of the Pharaoh! The prince! I should be able to not have to sit through some boring lesson about a war that happened eight years ago.

Finally, when Shimon said "you are dismissed," Atemu smiled, and ran out of the chamber, and down the hall, Set following close behind, smiling. He wondered if Mahado was finished his lesson, and if he is, if he would like to play with the two other boys.

Atemu soon learned, with much dismay, that Mahaad was indeed, not finished his lesson, and Akunadin was still speaking to the soon-to-be-priests. He wondered why Set did not attend those lessons instead of his 'pharaoh' lessons, but then decided that he would rather have Set with him rather than there.



Bakura smiled as he trailed behind his parents. He could not wait to eat, and since his parents had just gotten their reward from their line of profession, more then what they had originally thought they would get, they promised that they would buy him a big meal form the Bar-Rakuda's Inn.

He licked his lips hungrily when he saw the camel carved into the wall. His parents often talked about how strange it was that the bar still stood after the war.

Bakura did not find it weird at all. He knew that it meant something. The Bar-Rakuda was his favorite place to eat, and it was obvious that it was still around today because of Bakura. Everything that happened was in Bakura's favor.

The war for one. Just after the war, his parents had stolen loads of jewels and gems and gold and the men of the damned Pharaoh had thought it fault of the Libyans.

He ran ahead of his parents, stopping just outside of the inn. They smiled and when the caught up to him, the three went inside.

His mother then ordered the food, while Bakura smirked at his father. "I bet I can eat more than you," he said.

His father smirked back. "You are on."

Bakura's mother sighed, then added some more food to the order.

Half an hour later, Bakura sat back, and glared at his father who was still plowing through his food.

"What, full already?" his father asked around some meat, grinning. Bakura's glare just deepened, but he did not feel like putting the effort into saying anything to his father.

When it came time to leave, however, Bakura managed to get a good grin in. His father had eaten so much, he could barely move, let alone walk all the way to where they had their horses stabled.

Finally, his mother had given in, and decided to get them all a room at the inn, until the morning, when he would have digested the food. Bakura and his mother had to help his father to their new room (his father complaining the whole time), and dropped him on one of the 'beds'. Bakura claimed the other one, while his mother laid down beside her husband.

"Do you think we will be able to see the pharaoh?" Bakura asked, smiling slightly at his mother. It was common knowledge to them that he often went out during the day to help with the reconstruction of his city.

"Maybe, but it would probably be best if we did not," his mother said. Beside her, his father groaned, and rolled over to face him.

"You wouldd probably attract some attention with your hair, and that is one of the last things we need. They might recognize your mothers necklace, and then chop off all of our hands.

Bakura did not need to think about it much more then that. Instead he nodded, and then fell asleep, dreams of gold and jewels and food taunting his subconsciousness.

~To Be Continued~

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There. Sorry it took so long to update XP.

Please review. Con Crit more than welcome. Flames will be mocked.

~~Review Replies~~

S.A Bonasi:

Fixed and fixed. Thankies~!

Akkiko:

In order to fully understand, you've gotta read the Egyptian Arc in the Manga. It's not a necessity, but it would help.

Misura:

Bleh XP I'll fix that A.S.A.P.

At first I had it on a tablet, but S.A told me that in the manga it was a book, and she would be right on that sort of thing so... *shrugs*

It doesn't say canonitacly, I don't believe, who attacked Egypt. Though after looking up Egyptian history, I did find out that Libyan's did attack Egypt ^^