:Hello everyone! Welcome to my brand new story that won the poll! It is A Pharoah's Visit, winning with 16 votes while all the others had about 6 or below votes, it won by a huge lead! This story will be challenging for me but I am sure everyone will inspire me and help me out to keep the block away for a bit. My house situation is still not fixed but I can update regularly (maybe a day later then usual). I hope you all enjoy this story and hang on for the ride because this story is forcing me out of my comfort zone! Have fun and review!:

"This plane is making me sick..." A tan male teen groaned as he laid over two plane seats on his stomach. His eyes were a bright violet and his hair was a dust blond color that hung around his shoulders. On his person, was a purple vest and long black pants with matching black shoes, on his wrists were gold bands. He turned his eyes to his companions in the plane. The area of the plane they were in was first class, the area being surround in wine colored walls and many relaxing seats and televisions, not to mention the beautiful plane attendants that would check up on the four passengers.

One passenger was watching a show on one of the televisions, smiling and gasping at what was on the screen, the passenger was a tan female teen, only she looked much younger then the first teen, her hair was brown and spiked along the edges, making it's way past her shoulders and giving her a playful style, her eyes were a dark green color that reminded many of dark pine trees in a forest. On her body was a long silk blue dress with pink outlines at the neck, around her neck was a blue gem and on her feet were pink slippers. She looked away from her show to look at the blond haired teen, she giggled.

"Maybe you should take a rest." She suggested with a smile, the blond let out a loud whine.

"But I don't wanna!" He complained as he rolled over on his back, regretting it instantly as he felt his stomach turn upside down, he put a hand over his mouth and began to gag. The girl sighed and stood up, making her way over to the sick male.

"See? This is what you get." She pouted and looked around, perhaps they had brought some kind of drug that could help him with his air sickness, after all they would be in the air for another two hours. She turned to the oldest passenger, a slender tanned teen with extraordinary hair and eyes, his hair was spiked up, black enveloping most of the hair while around the outlines of it all, was in a crimson color, only darker so it would compliment his black, framing his face was his golden bangs, only some would spike up his hair, giving the impression of lightning bolts. His eyes were sharp and could sent shivers down anyone's spine with just a glance, they matched his outline, crimson. On his hair rested an exotic golden crown with an Egyptian eye in the center of it, his torso was left bare and on his legs were long white, black and red baggy pants that dragged off his hips, on his feet were black sandals and on his shoulders rested a long velvet cape. His attention was fixated on the circular window that allowed his eyes to see the bright blue sky, his chin was rested on top of his knuckles while his elbow rested on an arm rest, his other arm laid in his lap while his legs were crossed.

"Big brother," The girl called, acquiring the crimson eyed teen's attention. "Do you have any idea if there is any medication? Malik seems to be air sick." The crimson eyed teen rose an eyebrow and shook his head.

"Sadly, no." The male spoke. "Maybe you should ask an attendant, perhaps they could spare some medication instead? It would be easier then unpacking our bags and searching to see if we brought any." The girl nodded and began to walk toward the door, only to see it open and reveal the final passenger and companion in their little party. He was tallest member in the group, his skin was the palest out of them all and his gaze was the sternest. His hair was short and brown, giving him an ordinary look compared to the others, his eyes, however, didn't compliment that ordinary look. His eyes were the sharpest kind of blue, making the warmest of hearts freeze in fright just by looking at the ice cold stare. On his person, was a modern dark blue suit with a black tie and white shirt underneath and dress shoes on his feet.

"Mana." The brown haired male spoke as he held out his hand. Mana looked down at his open palm and smiled, resting in the middle of his hand was a bottle of pills. She took it from him and nodded in thanks.

"Thanks, Seto." She smiled brightly at him and walked back over to Malik, who was face down once more on the seats. Seto turned his gaze to the male staring out of the window, the male's gaze somewhere unknown.

"Your highness." Seto spoke formally as he walked to the male and sat across from him. The male turned his head to Seto, he allowed himself to smile at his adviser.

"You needn't be so formal, you are my friend." The male spoke, his voice kind as he looked at him. Seto sighed and looked around, taking in who was around. It was only the royal family and a friend, perhaps it would be okay to relax a little?

"Very well, Atemu." Seto breathed, relaxing for the first time ever since they arrived on the plane. Atemu smiled at him and removed his chin from his knuckles, uncrossing his legs and placing his human arms on the inanimate arms of the chair. Seto reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a small file, he looked over in the direction of Mana and Malik.

"Princess, you should listen to this too." Seto said loudly, trying to get her attention. Mana pat Malik on the back, feeling proud of herself for being able to give him the pills, and walked to Seto and Atemu, taking a seat next to her brother. Seto reached into the file, pulling out a sheet of yellow paper.

"Very well, shall I go over why we are going to Japan?" Seto asked, his voice authoritative. Atemu and Mana said nothing, Seto took that as a 'Yes'. He straightened out the paper and cleared his throat.

"'Millennium High, the grandest high tech school of japan, would like to choose the Egyptian royal family to take part in their honorary tradition.'" Seto read clearly. "'From what the workers have seen and, of course, heard we notice that your children are in need of a spouse. The tradition of Millennium High is simple, allow us to borrow your child of choice and let them have a month to choose a spouse of their choosing, if they find one, they may ask the one's hand in marriage. If they do not, we will give you anything you desire in apology for wasting royalty's time. We hope you agree, all details will be given in the next page, should you decide too.'" Seto shuffled the file and placed a different piece of paper in front of him, this one being a bright blue.

"'If you agree, you are to contact us a week before the month you wish to come visit. Tell us what airport you will be arriving in and we shall come get you to provide you transportation to the school. When you are at the school, you will get your own dorms and you will be allowed free roam of the school. There will be events to honor you and we hope you enjoy your stay. We look forward to seeing you.'" Seto finished and put the paper back in the file, placing the file back in his jacket. Mana let out an over exaggerated groan and rested her head on Atemu's shoulder.

"I am so glad, that I am not the one looking for a spouse." Mana said, giggling as she glanced up at her brother. Atemu smiled down at her.

"I would think that you would be disappointed." He spoke down to her. She shook her head.

"Oh no, I am very happy that you are being forced to choose." Mana lifted her head from his shoulder and crossed her arms. "I don't care about romance." She stuck out her tongue in disgust. Atemu chuckled at her action and shook his head.

"To be honest, I am glad that I was chosen." He admitted, smiling at his sister. Seto rolled his eyes.

"You are the oldest child in the royal family, not to mention that you will be taking over your father's place as Pharaoh when he is gone." Seto said, "The fact that you were chosen is understandable, you need a spouse...Hopefully she's fertile." Atemu grimaced and darted his eyes away.

"I-I do not need to be sure that they can bear children...right?" Atemu questioned. "I mean," He slouched down in his seat and placed his hand on his forehead. "It would be a bit strange for me to ask 'Are you able to produce offspring?'" Mana giggled at this comment while Seto rolled his eyes once more.

"That'd be an interesting conversation starter." Mana giggled more. "I would fall for you right then and there." Atemu rolled his eyes and gave her a playful smack on the head. She laughed and smacked him back. Seto groaned at these actions.

"Can you two act like royalty for once?" Seto snapped. Atemu rose an eyebrow and sat straight up.

"Did I not tell you to relax?" Atemu asked, Seto slouched at this and nodded, sighing as he did so.

"Atemu," Seto said, straightening back up and looking at him with worried eyes. "Are you..." He paused and let out a sigh. "Absolutely certain you're willing to choose a spouse within a month, it's not a lot of time when you think about it." Atemu chuckled at his friend's concerned tone.

"I'm certain," Atemu moved his eyes back to the window and smiled as he assumed his previous position with his chin on his knuckles. "After all..."

"I just might find my true love."

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"Aren't you excited everyone?!" A girl with chestnut colored hair squealed as she and three other people walked beside her. Her eyes were a beautiful sky blue color and she was wearing the female Millennium High uniform, it consisted of a black long sleeved blouse, a golden colored tie, and a golden colored checkered skirt, on her feet were golden flats with knee high black socks. The three boys surrounding her groaned and chuckled awkwardly at her as they walked. All three boys were dressed in the male version of the Millennium High uniform, which was the same in most cases, they had a black dress shirt on with a golden colored tie, golden colored checker pants, and black tennis shoes.

"Depends," The boy to her far right spoke, he had short blond hair and honey colored eyes that were soft and kind but with a hint of boldness. "Is it a girl or a boy?" The boy to the girl's left scoffed.

"I thought you were into boys." He said with a smirk, he had long spiked white hair that trailed all the way down his back, his eyes were a sharp chestnut that could scorch anyone in a deadly way. The blond boy rolled his eyes.

"That's why I'm asking, but then again..." He groaned. "Most royalty isn't gay..." The shortest boy in the group, to his left, pat him on the back.

"It's okay, Joey." The boy smiled sweetly. "You might find a guy here." He had black spiked hair, an amethyst color outlining the black, making the two colors stand out in an exotic unique way, framing his face was golden bangs that gave him the impression that he had a crown. While his hair was exotic, his eyes were bewildering, a bright beautiful sea of amethyst that could make anyone go down on their knees, willing to do anything for him just to see those eyes place their gaze upon them.

"I doubt it." Joey sighed. "None of the guys here appeal to me."

"I find that very insulting." The white haired boy said loudly in the girl's ear by mistake. The girl glared at him but kept walking.

"Calm down, Bakura." Joey said, a smile creeping it's way onto his face. "I think you are very pretty." Bakura shot a glare at him and grumbled under his breath. The shortest boy smiled awkwardly and looked up at the girl, frowning at her glare she was sending to Bakura.

"Anzu?" The boy said, Anzu looked down at him and smiled.

"Yes?" She responded nicely. The boy smiled back and sighed.

"Are you alright?" He questioned, placing a hand on her shoulder. She nodded, placing her hand on top of his. The boy's face turned a slight pink as she did this, she smiled sadly at him.

"I'm just nervous," She said softly. "I'm excited, but what if..." her face turned a bright red. "What if I get chosen this year?" Bakura let out a loud laugh that echoed off the bright tan hallways of the school. Anzu shot another glare at him.

"Hey! Why're you laughing?!"

"Why would you get chosen?" Bakura kept laughing. "Aren't you into Yugi?" Yugi's eyes widened and he looked away as his face heated up, Anzu just glared at him more.

"I see Yugi as a brother, you sicko!" She yelled, crossing her arms and marching forward, walking faster then the other three. Joey rolled his eyes as he placed his hands in his pockets.

"Yes, let us piss off the only girl in our group." Joey said loudly in a mocking tone. "Because that is such a great idea." Yugi sighed sadly while Bakura just grumbled and kept walking.

"Not my fault she lives in a fairy tale..."

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"All students, please report to the school's front entrance and head outdoors to greet this years royal child."

The three boys walked slower, not looking forward to seeing the royal, they never really cared about it, when they walked to the entrance, they found Anzu leaning against a pillar waiting for them.

"Took you three long enough." She groaned loudly. Bakura opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by Joey placing his hand over Bakura's mouth. She rolled her eyes and grabbed Yugi's wrist, dragging him and making the others follow.

"Come on, I want a good place to see." She said as she continued dragging them to the outdoors, the school was a large golden building, it was known to be the most high tech and extravagant school in Japan, if you passed three extremely hard tests in all your years of middle school, you were allowed to attend. The front of the school was a vast piece of land, trees, benches, and sidewalks around. In the very middle of the front was a large area of road and a silver gate with a golden Egyptian eye in the center. Anzu dragged them past waves of students, every student in the school was required to see the royal, or at least catch a glimpse of them. She finally stopped leading them when they reached the front middle of the road.

"This is good enough." Anzu breathed heavily and placed her hands together, sighing happily. "I hope it's a boy."

"I hope it's a girl, just to make you mad." Bakura grumbled, leaning on Yugi's head as a rest for his arm. Yugi pouted at this and pushed him off of him, he loved his friends, really, but they were strange sometimes.

"Here they come!" A female voice squealed. The group of teens turned their heads to the road, seeing a long silver limo pull out in front of the gate. Anzu squealed behind her hands as they covered her mouth, Bakura just sighed and looked at his wrist, pulling back his sleeve to look at the time, Joey watched, wanting to get this over with, and Yugi...he just stared, not sure what to think. All he wanted to do was study right then...

"Please, Students! Allow me to introduce; Prince Atemu and his sister, Princess Mana!"

:This story is going to be hard...I can already feel it in my soul, UGH! Oh well, I hope you enjoyed, sorry if it wasn't very good, Please review and see you in the next chapter!: