Ok, so I've realised that my last chapter was way too long so I decided to split it.

And to JohnnynotSid, Micah will be developed next chapter, it's just that we're not meant to get a clear picture of her character yet. Thank you for the review though!

3002 BC, Egypt

Isis watched as the prince took out a papyrus scroll and lay down on the floor, his violet eyes narrowed in concentration. She turned to Karim who stood beside her. "However anyone could see
The only point on which they didn't disagree, Was that the very thought of summertime
Was dreaded." Karim nodded sadly, for the words she spoke were true ( if slightly random) and watched the prince fiddle with his hair, which as he got older became more and more out of hand as he stared intently at the piece of paper.

Greece

Princess Micah lay on the chair as the servants tiptoed around her. They didn't dare disturb the concentrating princess whose serene beauty seemed to be growing each day. King Aristotle passed by and paused, smiling as his daughter's brow furrowed in concentration and she absentmindedly stroked the silver bracelet that Atem had given her a long, long time ago. It was the middle of winter there in Greece and she was wrapped in a blanket in front of a roaring fire. In a few months they would be back at the palace in Egypt where she would have to put up with Atem for yet another summer.

But until then her book was calling her. She smiled slightly, her lips curving up as she shifted to make herself more comfortable.

A few months later, Egypt

Micah refused to move from the carriage that they had taken from port. Her father had tried cajoling her, threatening her, even begging. He kept saying that she was disgracing him, but it didn't seem to matter to Pharoah Aknamkanon who was trying to coax the brooding Atem down from a tree.

She didn't think that it was working and had to stifle a giggle when the Pharoah sent up Mahad and Seth to pull him down. She couldn't help but notice that the entire time he was up there, he seemed to be smirking at her, his eyes watching her every move. She reddened slightly and because of her distraction, was pulled from the carriage, just as Mahad successfully pulled the prince from the branch that he was perched on.

Later that day, Atem stood with his back against the wall, rolling his eyes as the princess wandered around the throne room with his cape on her back, pretending to be a queen. His eyes narrowed though when she wandered over to Seth, who was standing guard over them and started-
Wait. Was she flirting with Seth?

"She tries to talk me into playing dress-up. She's always flirting with the Millenium guards." He complained to Mana about it hoping for a sympathetic ear. That wasn't what he got though unfortunately.

The girl looked at him with a big grin on her face. "I think you sort of like her, 'fess up!" She said pretending to swoon. Atem looked at her disbelievingly. He turned away from her as she tried to nudge him in the side.

"I'd like her better if she'd lose at cards!" He said darkly as he remembered what had happened earlier that day. In a bid to get to know the princess, (and to impress her (did he just think that? Gah! Curse Mana for putting ideas in his head)) he had challenged her to a game of cards.

They'd played for ages, and even with Mana standing behind her and telling him her cards, he still had lost.

"Four sevens and a ten." His rich baritone had said confidently, with Mana nodding happily. The princess had looked at her cards calmly, before placing them on the table.

"I think I've won again." She had said, smiling slightly. Both Mana and Atem had looked at her hand aghast.

"Every time she's won!" They cried, Atem slumping back into his chair.

Micah had put her head on her hands and had beamed at the two exasperated friends.

"This is my idea-" she'd said whilst Atem was shaking his head.

"This isn't my idea, " He'd whinged, "Of fun."

At the end of that particular summer, Pharoah Aknamkanon had insisted on accompanying King Aristotle and Micah back to their ship. He had decided to take a carriage so that the peasants of Egypt's capital could view their future queen. And predictably, his father had gotten Mahad and Seth to force him into the carriage. It had taken Mahad's considerable knowledge of magic, and the Millenium Rod's powers but he was sitting there. Unhappily sitting there, but sitting there nonetheless.

The villagers stared at the young couple. Many looked curiously at the girl, whose beauty was strange and most definitely foreign to thesee people.

One peasant remarked to his neigbour, "We need a royal wedding."

"I'd love to be invited!" Gossiped an old crone as Atem pulled faces behind Micah's back as she waved. When she turned around to glare at him, he acted like nothing was wrong. Her navy eyes glinted with fury as they passed by farmers ploughing and harvesting.

"At least we'd get a holiday to rest our ploughs and axes," said one of the farmers as he wiped sweat from his brow.

Pretty soon they were at the pier and Atem was sitting in the carriage brooding over the developments of the summer. In particular, Mana's comment about him liking Micah. It wasn't true. Was it?

"Someday these two will marry,two lands will be united."Isis said to Mahad. Suddenly a plum flew from out of nowhere and smacked the prince in the face, bursting on contact. The Millenium Guardians whipped around to see Princess Micah throw a slingshot to the side with a victorious smile on her face.

Mahad rubbed the back of his head. "And with some luck their marriage may result in lower taxes."

He smiled weakly at his fiance who glared evilly back at him.

Winter, Egypt. Same year

Aknemkanon sat on his throne, his mind on matters other then wheat prices. He was thinking about the letter he had received today from aristotle, who had been worrried about his daughter.

What if Micah doesn't go for the merger? He had written, his writing hard to read. Aknemkanon had written back instantly. URGE HER. He had scrawled and handed to the young messenger boy that had delivered it.

Summer, Egypt 3001 BC

Micah had been in Egypt for only a day and already her father was trying to get her to go see Atem. She saw the door opening and raced to it, slamming it on her father and Mahad who were trying to get her out to go see Atem.

She leaned against it heavily, annoyance overwhelming her.

Little did she know that at that exact same time, Atem had just done the same to his father and Seth.

They both stood against their doors. "For as long as I remember, we've been told we'd someday wed, Every June until September." Their doors came crashing down. Atem was pulled out of the room by his cape, his violet eyes alarmed, whilst Mahad and King Aristotle had grabbed Micah's shoulders and lifted her roughly, careful to avoid her kicking feet.

All their pushing and annoying hints, thought Atem as he tried in vain to pull away from his father.

I've got bruises with their fingerprints, Micah thought as she struggled to slip out of her captor's grasps.

Atem was shoved into the throne room, which was strangely empty. He sulked in the corner. I can do much better, I am sure.

Micah was placed on the ground on her own two feet. Her father grabbed her cloak whilst Mahad pushed her slightly into the throne room. She spun, her cloak unwrapping from around her body, revealing her slight figure wrapped in a traditional Grecian styled dress. He's so immature!" She folded her arms in front of her body unhappily.

A slight noise had Atem turning towards the sound. He looked and saw a beautiful silver haired beauty who seemed to have an ethereal prescence. She turned slightly and he could feel his jaw drop.

Micah looked at the man across the room. That's what Atem was now, no longer a boy or a teenager but a man. I see him smiling and my knees start buckling, I see inside him and my doubts are gone, she thought to herself as she smiled self conciously. She looked at him, noticing the small circlet that held the symbol of the Egyptian pharoahs was under his hair, the violet cape that was around his broad shoulders, his muscled tanned body.

He definitely wasn't immature anymire,,,,

Atem couldn't stop staring at Micah. Was this really the same annoying brat that used to try to hang around with Mana and him? She started out as such an ugly duckling, And somehow suddenly became a swan. He started walking towards her, and she did the same until they met in the middle.
She hesitantly curtsied. So happy to be here, she thought, smiling.

He bowed eagerly. Til now I never knew, he thought as his violet eyes locked with her navy ones. He smiled and took her hands in his. They both looked at each other wonderingly and thought, It is you I've been dreaming of...

This is my idea, thought Atem as he danced with the beautiful Micah in his arms. This is my idea, thought Micah as she stared entranced into his violet eyed gaze.

Suddenly, though the two young royals didn't seem to notice, so enthralled were they in each other, Pharoah Aknamkanon and King Aristotle began congratulating each other and the Milleniium guardians were watching the couple intently. Mahad subtly did a bit of magic which caused for music to echo throughout the room.

What a good idea, such a charming and romantic notion
This is my idea (This is my idea)
Such a good idea (Such a good idea)
What a good idea, such a powerful and magic potion
This is exactly my idea
Of love

Micah and Atem looked at each other, completely oblivious to the celebrations going on around them. Atem lifted Micah's chin and stared intently at her. He leaned down slightly and Micah's eyes went wide.

This was it, she thought.

The crowd watched with bated breath as the two royals leaned towards each other. Isis grabbed Mahad's sleeve in her excitement as they watched Atem kiss Micah.

It seemed like they were kissing forever. Micah was aware of the prince's slightly chapped lips as she thought dreamily, this is my idea...

This is my idea, thought Atem as he became intoxicated with Micah's scent.

Of love...

THEY KISSED! Hurrah! AND I made the Millenium Guardians sing! HaHa! Wow, that really was a long chapter...

Anyways! Cookies for anyone who can guess who the villain is going to be! :D

Rate and Review otherwise I'll make Seth sing... I mean it...

Don't tempt me -.-*