DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Yugioh characters. I was only inspired by Tsuda Mikiyo's idea of Princess Princess. I do not own the title of this chapter and the name of the school and the events of this chapter because it was the Balat of Pakwan that gave me the name for this chapter and the ideas. All I own is our old and low- tech pc, which allows me to create this story, which contains plenty of grammatical error… Please bear with me, enjoy and PLEASE REVIEW or GIVE IDEAS OKAY!

He's my Princess

By: Tenshi no Nanimo

Chapter 2: The First Day

The Ishtar Academy offers great education and opportunity, clean facilities and good teachers to students that are exceptionally bright, athletic and rich; in other words, only elite students are accepted at this school, which made Ryou Bakura wonder why he was invited. He is not rich. His father barely makes enough money for his tuition fee, the monthly bills, food, clothes and sometimes luxuries that Ryou rarely indulges in . Also, hee was, to put it plainly, never good and never gonna be good at sports. He couldn't even hit a ball with the right amount of strenght, which is pathetic in its own way. Maybe, he was invited because of being smart? Impossible since this school only acknowledges people as smart as Seto Kaiba, which can never be him. Compared to Kaiba, his grades are average eventhough Ryou is very smart. There was no way in hell that he'd find out why he was invited if he'd continue standing stupidly in front of the principal's office so the usually shy boy set aside his nervousness and knocked on the door with his slightly shaking hands.

"Coming." A woman's voice replied. As the footsteps neared him, the thump of Ryou's heart became faster with his nervousness and he couldn't help but shake a little under the watchful eyes of the egyptian woman standing in front of him, the principal of the Ishtar Academy.

"Oh, are you the new student Ryou Bakura?" She took in Ryou's appearance, noting his clothes, which were different from the prescribed uniform of this school. She gave off a dissapointed sigh, but quicky covered it with a small smile when she saw the pretty boy frown. She took in the boy's appearance; his milky, white skin is a great contrast to his soulful, brown eyes, which is quite prominent due to the pale glow of his skin and the white color of his hair. All in all, this Ryou Bakura, which she was so keen to invite made her proud. After all, it was her father who taught her to choose well and she would never let her father down especially when it is expected of her.

"Please allow me to introduce myself Mr. Ryou Bakura. I am Isis Ishtar, the principal of this school. I will accompany you to your classroom and since it's a long walk from here, would you mind if I tell you a short history of this school?" She shot Ryou a questioning gaze who returned it with a feeble nod of his head, signifying that he agrees with her.

"This school was built by my father. Back then, he did not receive proper education since he was the eldest among his siblings, meaning he was expected to work so that he could support his family. But my father hated folowing orders so one night, he escaped from his village in Egypt and traveled to different countries, trying to find his goal…" Ryou nodded his head, asking Isis to continue her story eventhough he was not listening. Ryou is definitely not a disrespectful or a rude kid, but the size and the beauty that this school possesses amazes him so much that he could not focus on anything, certainly not a boring history lecture.

"You're so pretty you know." Isis stopped and watched the young teen in front of her as he continued gazing around, oblivious of the fact that his companion has stopped moving.

"Yes, I suppose so." He heard someone giggling far behind his back and quickly turned red when he noticed that he was far ahead from his host, which was a sign of rudeness

"I never expected that you'd be so vain." Isis giggled once more as Ryou gave her a confused look. He expected that she'd say something about uneducated, improper or something else, but definitely not vain. He bowed his head in shame, waiting for some more sermons from the elder, but heard none so he looked at her and gave a questioning look.

"You know, you should be more attentive because it might be a disadvantage for you if you'd just say yes to everything you know."

"Hai."

"I said that you are quite pretty and you agreed with me. Did you know that?" Isis really tried hard to stiffle her laugh, but found it hard when Ryou turned red once more and stuttered on his own words.

"Hai, hai. Don't explain anymore Bakura- kun. I know that you did not mean it. Anyway, what I said before was not a joke." Once again, Ryou blushed, which was quite evident because of his pale complexion. Isis silently thanked whatever gods gave her her skin color, making it easier for her to hide her blush so that she'd not be teased so much about it like how she was tormenting the poor boy beside her. "Expect a warm welcome okay?"

"But I am not a girl or anything so I'd rather not…" Before Ryou even finished his sentence, Isis swiftly opened the giant doors of Ryou's homeroom classroom making quite a show because he was so sure that there were plenty of noise before the door opened. Seeing his classmate's faces shocked, he could not help but feel nervous once again, making him blush once more, which everyone found adorable, except him of course.

"Ohayou minna." Isis said in her calm but demanding voice. "I am here to introduce a new student. Bakura- kun please introduce yourself."

"Ohayou minna. I am Ryou Bakura and I came from Domino, Japan. I came here to accept the gracious invitation that this school has given to me. Please bear with me and nice to meet you all." Ryou quickly bowed, which he noticed that he was doing a lot now and focused his eyes on the floor, afraid to see his classmates' reaction. He never received a warm welcome before in his life so he found it strange that Isis said it before when it is clear now that nothing from his previous transfers would change.

"Marik, please take care of him okay? I expect that you'd take him to his dorm later. I'm counting on you okay?" Isis was talking to one of his classmates so finally, Ryou lifted his gaze feeling that the attention was transferred to the two talking people. But, how wrong he was. The WHOLE class was gawking at him, never taking their eyes off of him, but Ryou, being the naïve one did not see the lust and admiration burning in all of his classmates eyes.

"Ryou, please sit beside Jounouchi. Jou, please raise your hand." Ryou followed Isis' instructions as soon as the words flowed out of her mouth and Ryou soon found himself beside a handsome blonde boy wearing a goofy grin.

"So you are Ryou huh? I'm Jounochi Katsuya, Shizuka's big bro." Ryou's eyes widened and offered the other boy a wide smile. "Nice to meet you Katsuya- san."

"There's no need to be so polite Ryou you know. You can just call me Jou okay?"

"Hai."

Classes were interesting. He did not feel sleepy one bit, which shocked him and he was amazed that he understood most of the lessons even Geometry seemed easy enough. No wonder this school was well known for its superb education. He didn't notice the time rush past swiftly and the next thing he knew, it was dismissal already.

"Hey Ryou, I did promise Shizuka that I'd be your guide, but Isis- san asked her brother to be your guide so maybe tomorrow?" Jounochi gave him a pat as he passed him by. He stood up to fix his things when a shadowed form blocked his vision so he was forced to look up. He never expected to see lilac jewels looking at him with its owner, which might be an egyptian god. There was no way that a person like that would exist because only gods are supposed to look heavenly!

"So you're Ryou huh. You ARE a pretty little thing aren't you?" Marik smirked when he saw the pale boy blush, his current hobby. "And adorable… Please follow me to your dormitory so that I could fix your room assignment." Ryou silently trudged behind the demi- god a.k.a Marik Ishtar, but stopped when Marik started talking to someone. He waited for them to finish their conversation when someone bumped into him hard. He quickly pulled himself up to apologize only to find himself staring dumbfounded on the person in front of him. In front of him was a girl wearing a black, frilly dress with a matching bonnet. He was shocked to find a "girl" at the Ishtar Academy, but what shocked him the most was that the "girl" had the same jewels of lilac staring at him; exactly like Marik's!