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Mahad stands up shaking uncontrollably while Atem is sitting down, messing with his long brown, spiky hair with a bored expression. For some reason, Mahad can't teach the lesson. How can he? This is the pharaoh!

'How she manages all this hair is beyond me,' Atem thinks to himself before looking up at Mahad who continues to shake and sweat. "What's wrong? Aren't you going to teach me?"

"I a-apologize m-my pharaoh. I just can't."

"What seems to be the problem?"

"It would just be strange teaching you. You're my king, not my student."

"I'm not your king, I'm your apprentice."

"B-But…"
"If you continue with this, you will blow our cover. For now on you shall call me Mana, especially in public, understand?" Mahad only nods. "And you will treat me the same as if I were actually Mana."

"Yes sir," he replies and Atem arches an eyebrow. "I mean…let's get to work, shall we?" Atem nods.

Mana slowly sits down on the throne. She has to admit that this chair is definitely special and different from the other chairs she's sat in. It's a lot more comfortable that's for sure. She looks at her surroundings. There are her five priests. In all she has six, but Mahad is busy teaching a lesson to Atem. She snickers at the thought before her right hand man Shimon stands by her seat.

"My king, we have a man convicted of stealing," he tells her.

"Really? I mean, really?" she asks, quickly changing her voice to sound like Atem.

"Yes. Bring him in!" orders Shimon and the guards momentarily drag the convicted man inside. He's a middle aged man with grey hair. Mana's eyes soften a little bit, feeling sorry for him for some reason.

"Please, forgive me! I was only trying to provide food for my family." the man explains.

"Silence!" the Priest Seto commands. "By speaking out of turn, you are disrespecting the pharaoh!" Mana blushes slightly, never given this much respect at all. And Atem's always complaining about his duty.

'This is cool,' she thinks, smiling to herself.

"What shall we do with him?" asks Shimon. Mana gulps and sweat drop. She has never made such a big decision in her whole life. Well besides the time she had to decide between food. "Well?" he asks again, him and everyone else waiting for her decision.

"Ahem, are you truly sorry for what you have done?" she asks him and the man blinks. "Are you?"

"Why yes sir. I really am," the man replies.

"Then you are free to go." The priests look at Mana while the man looks with gratitude. Mana looks at her priests, feeling nervous. 'Er…did I do something wrong?' The guards let him go and he runs out of the throne room.

"Pharaoh, may I congratulate you on a well decision," says Shimon. Mana sighs in relief.

"Well I am pharaoh after all."

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Atem slouches in his seat as Mahad lectures him. His lectures are even more boring then the ones that he gets from his priest Shimon. "…And therefore you cannot bring your guard down. You must always stay on the alert. Now…" Atem's eyes start to get heavy and he tries his best to keep his eyes open. But Mahad's constant talking is making it hard for him. His head drops back with his mouth open and he sleeps.

At first, Mahad doesn't notice, since he's talking with his eyes closed. But they quickly open when he hears snoring.

"Mana!" Atem's head shoots up and he looks around quickly in alarm. Mahad sighs and places a hand on his head. 'He's just as bad as the actual Mana.'

"Our lesson is over. You may now leave."

"Thank Ra," Atem sighs.

"What was that?" Atem shakes his head and takes this opportunity to sprint to his room…well, Mana's room for now. He wants to see how she did today. Did she screw up? Or did she actually do well? He smirks as he makes his way to her room. There's no way she can handle being king of Egypt.

He knocks on the door. "Come in," she replies from the other side and he opens the door to find her standing in front of the mirror with a knife to her hair. He quickly closes the door with his eyes wide.

"What do you think you're doing!?"

"Chopping your hair off."

"No!" he goes at her and tries to take the knife out of her hands but she puts up a struggle. "Stop Mana or you'll get--"
"OW!" she screams and she suddenly drops to the floor, holding her face.

"Mana!" Atem shouts, dropping the knife and bending down to her to see if she's alright. She quickly turns her face from him and starts to cry. He holds her shoulders, trying to get a good look at her face, but she continues to look away and cry. "Mana. Mana, I'm sorry. I--" He suddenly hears giggling and he raises an eyebrow. "Mana?"

She looks at him and starts to laugh uncontrollably. Atem's eyes widen, finding out that she had no injury in the first place and she was joking all along. He grunts and stands while she wipes away a tear and stands up afterward.

"You fell for one of my jokes again!"

"You know how much I hate it when you do that Mana. Your jokes always cause me to get extremely worried. Then later I find out that there's nothing wrong at all."

"Aw, I'm sorry," she apologizes. "I forgot how sensitive you are."

"You should know that. We have known each other since we were children."

"True."

"How was your first day?" he asks, sitting on the bed.

"Totally awesome! Man, it's great to be king!" she falls back on the bed and smiles while Atem looks down at her, wondering how she can like that job of having so much responsibility. "I don't why you're always complaining."

"Just you wait. One of these days you're going to have to take real action and you'd better know how to handle those situations." Mana sits up with a clueless look on her face.

"I guess we didn't go over that…"

"You do know how to summon monsters right?"
Mana shakes her head. "Only with my staff. But not the thingy magigger on my wrist," Mana replies, referring to the gold object on her wrist.

Atem thinks for a moment. "The only monsters that I have used so far are the Egyptian gods. But only I can do that."

"I can't summon my Dark Magician Girl?" Atem looks at her as if she's nuts. "Come on! I don't care if you're a guy, that's the only monster I can summon!"
"For now, you will let the priests handle those situations."

"But what happens if they can't handle those bad situations?"

"We will worry about that when it happens."

"Um…okay then."

"Question."

"Yeah?"

"Were you actually planning to cut my hair?"

"Nah, I actually like it. You coming in on me when I was about to do it was all apart of my plan."

"What if you had actually gotten hurt by the knife?"

"Eh…I never thought of actually getting hurt," Mana says with a chuckle and Atem drops his head.

Chapter 2 done. I actually enjoyed writing this chapter and I hoped you enjoyed reading it! Please leave reviews and tell me what you think or what I should do to make it even more interesting! Merry Christmas!