Hey, guys! Sorry for not updating Sunday. To be honest, I totally forgot! I spent the majority of the day typing up a book report, then played "Professor Layton and the Unwound Future" for the rest of the night. Have I mentioned I'm addicted to Professor Layton games?

Anyhow, here's your chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own "Yu-Gi-Oh!" or any of the characters, nor do I own "E.T." by Katy Perry.

It doesn't matter if there's no alarm clock, nor does it matter if curtains are prohibiting the entrance of sunlight, the internal alarm clock instead my head seems to always wake me up in time for school. Even if it is spring vacation. I opened my eyes, not immediately recognizing my surroundings. I had one of those 'holy crap, where am I?' moments that I always tend to get at a sleepover, before remembering where I am. It wasn't what I would call a 'sleepover', but I guess it can be called that. 'Hey mom, I'm gonna go sleep over at my friend's house.' 'Oh, what friend and where?' 'Oh, my Extra Terrestrial prince friend that lives on a planet called Novum. I'll be sleeping in one of the guest rooms in his humongous palace/mansion/house.'
Yeah. That's a normal conversation.

I pushed myself up and let out a yawn, stretching and shaking my head in an attempt to fix my messed-up hair. It didn't do much.
I shoved off the large sheets and slid off the giant bed. Even though it was the maids' job, I made the bed; force of habit, I suppose.
I then turned, making my way to the dresser. My shoes and clothes from yesterday were gone, probably the work of the maids Yami mentioned. Instead, I found a neatly-folded outfit waiting for me on the dresser, along with a note and a large, folded paper. I picked up the note first, since it was on top.

"Yugi-

I trust you slept well. I could hear your snoring from down the hall merely three minutes after leaving you."

This did not amuse me. I'd known Yami for hardly a day and he'd already teased me about three times. I continued reading none-the-less.

"I sent my maids to pick you out an outfit. They asked if they could see you first, so they could judge what would look good on you better. I wondered why they took so long, so I questioned them when they returned. Apparently, you look like a baby panda when you sleep. I should've gotten a picture, huh?"

More teasing, it seemed. I glared at the note, practically able to see his smirk through the writing.

"I should probably tell you, my parents left town to settle some kind of negotiations with a neighboring country. They've been gone a day or two and will be gone for a few more, so they left me with loads of work. Fun for me. So, I was too busy to personally settle the task of your map, but I got an assistant to handle it. I'll have my maids deliver it with your clothes and this note. Also, due to the work, I'll be awake much later than you were, so chances are I won't be awake when you are. Feel free to follow the map to the nearest kitchen and ask the maids for some breakfast."

I did a double-take. Nearest kitchen? So, there were multiple kitchens?

"After that, feel free to explore. Oh, though I must ask you to stay out of my room and my parents' room. My room because I'll be sleeping, and I would not put it past you to draw on my face while I'm sleeping. As much as I love practical jokes, I do not wish to wake up with a mustache and a monocle. Thanks, but maybe another time."

This gave me such evil ideas. If only they could be fulfilled.

"My parents' room, on the other hand, well... privacy reasons. Even I don't go in there, and it's myparents. Other than that, go in any room that you wish and try not to break anything too expensive.

Sincerely, Yami

P.S. I noticed you've been calling me 'Prince Millennium'. I understand you're trying to be respectful, plus my guards are intimidating, but please call me Yami. Prince Millennium makes me sound like some fancy-pants, spoiled, royal kid."

I put the note down, looking at the clothes. There was a white t-shirt with black sleeves, a pair of blue jeans, a black belt, a pair of black and white sneakers and a choker with a buckle on it. The choker looked oddly familiar, but I wasn't sure why. (Okay, I should probably add that there was also a pair of socks and a pair of boxers. I hoped that went without saying, but I didn't want people thinking that I was walking around in day-old boxers... and I just made this super awkward. Sorry about that.)
I scooped the clothes up in my hands and made my way to the bathroom, changing quickly and dumping the pjs into an empty hamper.
After fastening the choker on, I quickly fixed my hair; sleeping always does wondersto it (as if it isn't already difficult enough as it is).

I then walked back to my room and picked up the larger paper: the map. I unfolded and scanned it, wondering how they managed to fit all the rooms onto a piece of paper. I ran my finger from the door we entered, the door to the balcony, and followed it until I reached my guest room. "Let's see..." I muttered aloud, stepping out of the room again, "If I take a left from this room and take another left at the end of the hallway, the kitchen is the... fifth door on the right..."
I refolded the map and stuck it in my back pocket, figuring it wouldn't be too difficult to find my destination.

I followed the hallway and peeked into the fifth door on the right after the corner, scanning the room. "Uhm, hello?" I said quietly. The kitchen was as large as one in a restraunt, only there were no cooks in sight. There were only maids, dusting off the countertops and cleaning the ovens out. The nearest one, a blonde, looked up. She froze, blinking a few times in confusion. She nudged another maid, and pretty soon every maid in the room was staring at me, whispering amongst themselves.
I cleared my throat awkwardly, "U-uhm, h-hi..."
The blonde maid gave me a weird look, "Are you our guest, sir?"
I nodded, "Yeah... Prince Millennium left me a note, saying I could go to the nearest kitchen and get myself some breakfast..."
She smiled, "Breakfast. Right away," she turned to the other maids, snapping them out of their silent stare, "Get the cooks! Fire up the grills! We have a guest to feed!" She turned back to me, "Follow me, I'll take you to the dining room table and get you settled..."

She urged me through the kitchen quickly, the maids glancing at me as I passed. I looked back as I was pushed through another door, furring my brow in confusion, "What was that all about? They were acting as if I had a third eye or something." I then proceeded to rub my forehead, making sure there wasn't a third eye. I sighed in relief; my forehead was eye-free. The blonde maid led me through the room, a verylong wood table resting in the center of the room. Under the table was an exotic red rug, covered in gold swirls. Off to the side of the room were portraits, statues and vases. As if that wasn't fancy enough, I could hear faint violin music playing. I wasn't sure where it was coming from, as there was no one else in the room, but there had to be some kind of speaker that was playing it.

The maid pulled out a chair for me, her smile now sheepish, "We weren't expecting a visitor this early, so our butlers aren't all in their places yet. Hope you don't mind."
I shook my head, "No, it's fine. I mean, I grew up picking out my own clothes and making breakfast myself, so this is all really nice of you."
She curtsied, "It's our job, sir. Is there anything you need while you wait?"
I shook my head, "Oh no, uhm, I'm fine. You're... dismissed."
She nodded and left promptly.

"I'm never going to get used to these maids. I feel like a bum, letting them do everything for me."
I swung my legs nonchalantly, scanning the room for a clock. I knew I was awake early, even the maid mentioned it, but I wasn't sure how early. "I bet it's about... eight o' clock. Wait... this is a different planet. Are the times different? Like, what if they have twenty-six hours in a day or something? Or like... forty hours. Oh, and what about the years! What if they have four hundred days in a year instead of three hundred sixty-five?" It's funny how things simple as how long the days are intrigued me; it was, quite literally, a whole new world.

"Excuse me, sir." I was pulled out of my thoughts as a maid stood by me. I turned to her, "I'm sorry, could you call me by my name? Not trying to be rude, but 'sir' just sounds weird."
She nodded, "I'll call you whatever you want to be called."
"Yugi. Yugi Mutou."
"Well then, Mr. Mutou. We have your food prepared."
"Mister. Well, I guess it's a step up from sir."
The maid nodded at the door to the kitchen, a flurry of cooks coming from them, each one carrying two or more platters.

Within seconds the table was covered with plates, the cooks taking off the lids and letting different aromas fill the air.
"Oh dear." I couldn't help but let the words slip out of my mouth: there was so much food! Scrambled eggs, French toast, pancakes, toast, muffins, bagels, waffles, bacon, sausage links, omelets, cinnamon rolls, plus the various drinks such as apple juice, orange juice, milk, water...
The maids and cooks waited patiently for me to choose some food.
"I, uhm, don't think I can finish this all..." I admitted. They didn't respond. I sighed and reached for the eggs, only for it to be picked up by a maid as she served it onto my plate. I blinked a few times, then slowly reaching for the cinnamon rolls. The same thing happened: they grabbed it for me and placed it on my plate. Next I reached for the milk, unsurprised this time as they took it and poured it for me; these maids weren't going to let me do anything myself!

I grabbed a fork and began to put eggs in my mouth, chewing quietly and slightly surprised the maids didn't try to feed me. I swallowed, "So, have any of you eaten yet?"
The blonde maid curtsied, "We all eat during our breaks, Mr. Mutou. We serve others first, then ourselves."
"So that's a no. Why don't you all join me in eating right now?"
Another maid's eyes widened, "Mr. Mutou! We... we couldn't!"
"Why not?" I asked, "You're all hungry, there's plenty of food, and I'm lonely."
"Still..." she was unsure.
"What if I made it an order? I mean, I don't like ordering people around, but if I order you all to eat with me, then you can't get in trouble for doing it, right?"
Unsure muttering filled the room. I smiled, clasping my hands together, "Then it's settled! I order you all to join me in eating breakfast!"

This apparently was a weird concept for them, being ordered to eat, but it was nice to have the company. I really didn't like the idea of having a group of people watching me eat; besides, that would've been torture for them. I waited for the others to prepare their own plates and sit down before I started some conversation with the blonde maid I'd talked to a lot this day, perhaps she was the head maid. "I have a question for you," I said, "but, it's going to sound really weird."
She took a petite bite of a bagel, "Yes, Mr. Mutou?"
"How long are the days? Like, where I live, we have twenty-four hours in a day, sixty minutes in an hour and sixty seconds in a minute. Are things here different or the same?"
She smiled, "It's the same here. It seems kind of strange, but I heard the prince talking about it not too long ago. It's about the placement of the planets that are able to sustain life, or something like that. You'll have to ask him about it when he wakes up."
The maid then straightened up, "Ah! That's right!" She turned to another maid, "Go make sure that someone sets out Prince Millennium's clothes for him."
"Right away, Madame."

I bit off of a poppy seed muffin, "So, you pick out his clothes as well?"
She shrugged, "Not usually, but we do whenever he's up until about four in the morning. He's almost too tired to think when he first wakes up." She lowered her voice, "One time, when he tried to dress himself after getting three hours of sleep, he ended up walking around all morning with a pair of pants on his head."
I bursted out laughing, immediately slapping my hand over my mouth. Yami walking around with pants on his head? That was something I would pay to see!
The maid smirked, putting her index finger to her mouth, "You didn't hear it from me, alright?"
I mimicked her movement, "My lips are sealed."

With all the cooks and maids assisting me in eating, the table was soon void of anything edible. I stood from my chair, instinctively grabbing my plate, "Thanks for the meal! It was great."
The blonde maid stood, taking the plate from my hands, "You're the guest and while you're here, you won't be doing any cleaning."
I sighed, "Yeah, I kinda figured. I'm just used to doing my own work is all, I guess."
She smiled, picking up other plates as well, "We have work to get back to. You run along, now."
I tried to ignore the fact that she sounded like my mom and headed for the door, stopping out of curiosity. "Excuse me," I said to the blonde maid, "What's your name?"
The maid looked up, "It's Mai, but you can just call me 'maid', or whatever you want."
"That would be rude," I shrugged, "So, I'll call you by your name. Alright, see you later, Mai."

I let the door shut behind me, whistling as I strode down the hallway, no particular destination in mind.
One loud chime echoed throughout the hallway, followed by another, and another. I looked around, spotting a large clock resting on the wall. I waited until it finished chiming, looking at the time. "Seven AM. I'm awake earlier than I thought." I figured Yami would be asleep for another few hours, but I could easily entertain myself. I pulled out the map from my pocket, looking over it quickly to find something, anything, that would catch my eye. "Ah," I exclaimed quietly, three words catching my attention: Plant Specimen Laboratory. "That must be where they keep all the plants, like Yami explained yesterday. Let's see now, it looks like it's on the second floor, in the east of the building. I'm near the center of the building, a little to the west. So, if I head towards down this hallway to the right, I should run into a grand staircase..." I began to walk down the hallway, keeping out the map this time in case I got lost.

The staircase was farther down the hallway than I thought and I found myself looking down at the map multiple times, making sure I really was going the right direction. I was, but it still took longer than I expected.
Finally, the hallway opened up into a great opening: the front room. The ceiling extended up past all the floors, a giant staircase resting near the back of the room, leading all the way to the top floor. I tried to count how many floors where were, but gave up after five. The railing on the stairs opened at each level, to let people get off there if they chose, then closed again until the next level.
I bounded up the stairs, going two steps at a time until I reached the second floor. I stepped off the stairs and looked back at the map. "Alright, now I continue to the end of the hallway and make a left... then it's the only door down that small hallway..."

I glanced briefly at each closed room as I passed it, wondering how they didn't run out of things to put behind doors. "I'll have to take the time sometime to read every door on the map, to see what each room holds. At the moment though, I want to visit the laboratory."
The door that the map said led to the Plant Specimen room was down a narrow hallway at the very edge of the house, easily missed without guidance. "Why hide such an important room?" I wondered. "Maybe so it's hard for others to find and destroy, since it's so important. Yeah, that makes sense. I'd do the same."
I pried open the door, the room's lights dim to the point where I had to stand still and wait until my eyes adjusted. After I was able to see somewhat well, I took my first steps into the room. There didn't seem to be anything at first, but I followed the wall, knowing that there had to be something in here worth looking at.
I was right.

Around the corner of the room was another room, filled with shelves and shelves of test tubes. White lights lit each shelf, showing off the small seeds and dirt inside each one, a label below each tube. I slid my finger over the labels, reading each one: Kadsura, Kaempferia, Kalanchoe, Kalimeris, Kalmia, Kalmiopsis... it was only a few out of what looked like hundreds of plants. I let out a whistle, "I had no idea so many plants existed. I'll really have to pay attention to how many plants there are when I get home." I really wanted to hold some of the test tubes to get a closer look, but didn't think it was a good idea; somehow, something would go wrong, and I didn't want the extinction of a plant from this planet on my shoulders. No thank you.

I backed out of the room, closing the door behind me and pulling out my map again; I would definately be coming back, but at the moment I wanted to do some more exploring. My eyes were immediately drawn to what appeared to be the largest room, near the North-East of the building, not far from where I was. The word was small and simple, but one that I knew well: Library. "This whole house is big, so the library ought to be impressive!" I couldn't help but be excited; I loved reading! I could spend a whole day in a library. Not to mention, it was a different planet, thus different authors with different ideas. I could practically hear the books calling to me.

"Okay, so if I follow this hallway back towards the main staircase, I take a right at the hallway... here, and follow it until I reach what look like double doors. Looks simple enough." Even if it was a mansion, the general structure wasn't too confusing. So far, at least. I began to walk down the hallway again, whistling "Steamboat Willie" to myself to break the silence. "Oh, I wonder if there's a music room! That's another room I would like to spend a whole day in..." Another clock on the wall caught my attention, declaring '7:23 AM'. I probably still had a few hours to myself.

The hallway came to an abrupt end in front of two grand double doors, towering above me. I craned my neck up, wondering if I'd have enough arm muscle to open the doors. I sighed, stretched out my arms, and grabbed one of the handles, pushing down and pulling it towards me with all my might. I wasn't expecting it to be as light as it was; it swung open smoothly and I fell over, landing on my butt with an 'oof!'. I grumbled at myself, looking up and into the room.
It sure was a good thing I was already sitting, since the sight would've made me fall over anyways.

It was easily the biggest library I'd ever seen. I mentioned earlier that the house was multiple stories tall, five at the least. Well, this room's ceiling extended as high as the house. In other words, this room was over five stories tall. Everywhere I looked, there were endless shelves of books reaching to the roof. Of course, there were ladders to help one reach these books, a stretch of concrete with railing under every couple of rows to stand on. I pushed myself to my feet and took my first steps in, glancing to the the ground. What appeared to be hundreds of different seats littered the floor. I peered left and right, seeing the rows of books extending out of my sight.
Biggest. Library. Ever.

I took a few more steps and turned to the right, running my fingers along the spines of books. Of course, I couldn't just search for something I'd like by author; I wasn't born and raised on Novum, so thus I knew no authors. I tapped my fingers on the books before pulling one out, tucking it under my arm and proceeding to the nearest ladder. I tested it quickly, finding it stable, and climbed to the nearest balcony, pulling out two more random books before climbing again.
I repeated this process numerous times until I had about ten books in my hands. I held the books and looked down, frowning, "Uhm... how am I going to carry ten books down a ladder? I think I got a little carried away..." I didn't want to give up any books, so made multiple trips instead.

Three trips up and down the ladder later, I had settled myself in one of the chairs on the ground and placed nine books on the ground by me, holding the tenth in my hand. I made myself comforatble and began reading.

I didn't realize how much time had passed; all I knew was I'd finished two of my ten books and was about halfway through the third when someone took a seat in the chair nearest to my own. I finished reading the sentence before putting my finger to the book, to not lose my place, and looking up. "Good morning, sunshine," I teased.
Prince Millennium rolled his eyes good-naturedly, "Yeah, well, you'd be up past two AM if you had to do the same work as me."
I shrugged, "Guess so."

"I see you're a bookworm," Yami nodded at the pile of books at my feet. I blushed slightly, nodding. Yami laughed, "Hey, don't look so embarrassed! That's a good thing. My little brother was, too..." his sentence trailed off as he looked at the book in my hand.
"Is... something wrong?" I asked, mentally noting the page number before closing it.
He shook his head, "Oh, it's nothing."
It was silent for a while after that so I went back to reading, flipping back to the page I was on.
"Do you plan on reading all day?" Yami asked. The way it was worded sounded as if it was supposed to be rude, but the tone in his voice was made of pure curiosity.
I shrugged, "I don't know. Were you planning us to do something today?"
Yami looked away, "Not really."
That's when I got an idea.

"Hey," I put my book down again, "Why don't we go to that zoo you mentioned yesterday?"
"The zoo?" Yami's eyebrows scrunched together, "You want to go see the animals?"
"No, I want to go to the zoo to buy some ice cream," I stated sarcastically, rolling my eyes, "Of course I want to see the animals! I've always loved the zoo!"
"I'm afraid this zoo is a little different than ones you're used to," Yami admitted, "It's not exactly open to the general public. There's no gift shops, no restraunts..."
"No crowds." I finished, "Perfect! It'll just be me and you then, like a private tour. Besides, it'll give you an excuse to get out of the house and away from all the work your parents left you!"
That seemed to do the trick. Yami chuckled, "You make an excellent point. Alright then, let's go."

I'm not gonna lie: Yami's letter was reaaaally fun to type.
And I want to go to that library.

So... review? :3