Hey! I'm back! I hope that you enjoy this next chapter! Also, it may look like Aya will end up with Atmeu, but I still don't know yet. If she doesn't, then she almost did. If she does, then she does.

Disclaimer: How old do you take me for? And I'm not a male, and I live in Texas so how could I be a man that lives in Japan that is waaay past his teens! --sighs and rolls eyes--

(Chapter 6) The Suitor's Ball

5 years later!

"Wake up!"Mana yelled in Aya's ear.

"Uggh, go away!" Aya droned. She pulled her out of bed as a response.

"You've got to get ready for the Suitor's Ball! It's already 4 o'clock and your not even awake yet! It starts at 7:00! Remember, Atemu is counting on us to get the scoop on the girls!" Mana said that as if it were a good thing, while it only made Aya's blood boil. Truthfully, she'd been dreading this day, and she really didn't know why. It WAS a good thing he was finding a queen, but she didn't think any of those girls could be right!

Why couldn't it be ME? Aya thought, exasperated. Because, you're not a Princess...

Sure, Aya didn't remember much that happened before she met Atemu, but that didnt make her a princess now, did it?

"What's wrong with me?" she asked the Gods. "Nothing! Why? Do you not want him to find a girl? If THAT'S it then you're not alone. Myself, and some others that don't wish to be reveled, personally think you're the best match for him if anyone!" she replied. They continued to talk until it was about 6:45, 15 minuets before the ball.

Since Aya was an honored guest, she only got the finest. A long, flowing white lenin dress that clung to your curves. Her long, brunet hair was down and shining. Golden arm bands were place around her arms and one about her ankle.

The princesses were to arrive promptly at 7 and Mahado, along with his apprentice Mana, were ordered to be there to greet them.

Aya, on the other hand, went to see Atemu. He was reclining in his throne when she arrived in the ballroom, lazily blowing a feather into the air.

"Hello! MY Pharaoh!" she exaggerated, taking a dramatic bow and getting dirty looks for onlookers. "Ha-ha, very funny!" he said, sarcastically. "How many times do I have to tell you to call me Atemu?"

"Last time I called you that, the guards nearly beheaded me for being unhonerable to your holiness. Instead, I'm sarcastic about it instead so as not to take my chances. Do you wish me dead?" she mock-pouted, walking up to the throne. "Of course not, oh spy-of-mine!" he announced, twirling a lock of her hair in his fingers.

She pulled it from his grasp. "Mine! Besides, you're about to be engaged, this is no time to be flirting with me.

As Atemu blushed furiously, the princesses' flooded in. "Well, that'd be your cue." Atemu whispered, still embarrassed by her comment.

She sighed, starting off to check out the competition.

The music began to play as the Pharaoh stood up, welcoming everyone to the Suitor's Ball.

Every princess in the entire palace was fawning over Atemu and Aya was left fuming in rage.

Must. Not. KILL THEM! She sighed. Just let them go. The best one will win in the end... and that's me! Aya thought, even though she knew very well that she could never marry a prince/Pharaoh. She was a simple commoner that the royal family had taken a liking to. Nothing more.

"How's this one?" or" Is she any good?" kept heading her way from the advise-ridden Pharoh. There was only one thing that really scared her. Atemu actually had to ask about a girl that was clearly a slut, not only by what she was wearing. It was a tight black dress, the 'X' shape that fell across her chest area clearly showed cleavage. Her dark, chestnut hair matched that of the boy she was hitting on, as did her eyes.

He pointed slightly at her after he questioned. "Are you KIDDING ME!" she whispered as loudly as she could. "Can't you tell what she's doing?"

"No." he stated shortly and hastily. MEN! Aya thought. "She's hitting on Seth!" she commented ,waving her arm around violently.

"Oh!" was his only response. She shook her head. This was going to be a looong night.

The rest of the night was, indeed, long and restless, what with helping 1:Atemu with advice on the girls and 2: Seth get that Princess off of him.

Towards the end, Seth's father walked over to Atemu and Aya made her way over to see what they were saying. "Have you found a suitor?" his uncle questioned. Atemu sighed, sadly. "No. Unfortunatly."he grumbled. "Then that means that-""You choose for me. I know." Atemu finished. Oh shit! What if he picks that slut! she thought frantically, suddenly having a very disturbing image pop into her head about her and Seth. Aya shuddered, involuntarily.

Aya stood by Atemu,expecting the worst, as his Uncle called for attention.

"Hello! And welcome to oh, wait, wrong speech," The crowd gave a nervous laugh. "Anyway, I bet you are all wondering who my nephew has chosen, hmm? Well, I am very sorry to announce that he has 3 weeks to find a suitor, for he has not found one," All of the princess' moaned, seeming how they were let down.

"If he has not found one by the alloted time, he will be wed to Princess Fauna!" he roared.

Everyone turned to see the lucky girl. Aya flushed as she saw that girl that was clearly after Seth jumping up and down in glee.

"PSST! You REALLY need to find a suitor within 3 weeks or I'll kill her, and I'll enjoy it." she murmered. "I know!" Atemu responded, taking Aya's advice about her. After all, he didn't understand girls the way one of they're own kind did.

With that said, the night ended and all the girls, except Fauna,(A/N: Tea, NOT ANZU, like character) departed.

"Might I speak with you, Aya?"Atemu said, politely. "Why, certinley. my Pharoh." Aya answered.

He gently took her hand and led her to Seth and his Uncle in a hidden room.

"I have a plan." Seth started. "But it's got gaps. We can pretend Aya's a princess who's come out of hiding, and she can marry Atemu. But, if we get caught, we're all dead, or, at least, Aya is."

There was a very uncomfortable silence.

"EXCUSE ME!" she exclaimed. This was NOT happening! It was too perfect. It had to be a dream...

----------ATEMU'S POV!-------

"EXCUSE ME!" Aya exclaimed. I was just as shocked. I just didn't show it in the same way. This was perfect!

I really did like her, truly. The necklace I gave her proved that…

--------FLASHBACK-------------

We walked back in after I gave Aya her necklace. She seemed to like it. I was happy about that.

She walked to her room, smiling slightly. "So, you gave her your mother's necklace." I jumped, Seth having scared me.

I nodded. "Yep! I hope she likes it…" I trailed off, seeing Seth smirk. "What?" I asked.

"You like her!" he teased, poking me on the shoulder. I blushed, looking about. "S-so what if I do!" I said hoarsely.

Seth just shook his head, walking forward. "You need to know, you can't be in a relationship with her." My eyes widened. Since when was that? "Huh? WAIT UP!" I called after Seth.

"Since when?" "Tch, she's not of royal blood. She's, to put it bluntly, an outsider. You have to marry a princess."

I stopped dead in my tracks. That was it. My fantasy was ruined. But I still had hope in my heart….

----------END FLASHBACK--------

Stupid childhood fantasies come true once in a blue moon, son. I recalled, my father's words echoing through my head. I looked out at the moon. It's not blue, father, it's not blue. I thought, smiling.

"Is there a problem?" Uncle asked Aya. "N-No!Nothing!" she stutered.

"We hafta make this realistic. Pretend-if you have to-" he added quickly, also remembering about the necklace that was still wrapped around Aya's neck. "That you are in love and 3 weeks from now, if you hate each other, you can mysteriously disappear." he said, making a wild hand gesture. "Just as long as he isnt stuck with that, that THING!" Seth exploded, grimacing.

We all agreed eagerly. I know I most defiantly didn't want to talk to her, let alone be forced to love her.

I escorted Aya from the room, taking her to the oasis we had all grown to know and love.

"Aya, I have something to ask you." I slurred nervously. "Y-yes?" she stammered.

---Normal POV!---

"Y-yes?" Aya stammered, feeling nervous just being alone with her soon-to-be husband. "If...if you don't want to do this... you don't have to, you know..." he mumbled.

Aya knew that this was his question. "Do yo want to marry me?" Well, the answer was easy. Saying it was a different matter. "Atemu," she whispered softly as she took his hand.

"I'd want nothing more."

He smiled, for the first time since his father died. He wrapped his arm around her waist and her arm went around his neck as he pulled her closer. She leaned in and, just as their lips were about to meet, the oasis came alive with snickers and giggles…….

Hey! This is chapter 6 so I hope you liked it! Oooh, cliffie! YAY! Lol! I hope it's not too obvious who's in the oasis... please, though, I still need votes! So far, this is the talley.

Bakura: (1)

Atemu: (0)

Atemu: I feel so unloved...

Bakura: You should, because you are.

Me: OKAY! Before we have a brawl, R&R Please!