Here we go, after a lo-o-o-ong period of waiting (thanks to Writer's Block and horrible compy troubles), it's time to cut the ribbon and offically post Sleeping Beauty, YGO Style.

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-much applause, streamers, confetti, etc.-

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own YGO, or Disney, or Sleeping Beauty, or anything at all except Kiara and her cousin. (you shall meet her forthwith!)

It was with some excitement that the postman was greeted at the Moto house.

"Yes! The catalogue!" yelled Yugi, practically falling down the stairs.

He was followed more demurely, but at equal speed, by Yami, who shook his head at Yugi's words. "I don't think so, Yugi. It's probably just a letter from my pen pal."

"No, I'm sure it's the catalogue!" Yugi skidded to a stop by the door, almost falling over. "It said 'allow for three weeks delivery'."

Yami pulled the door open, and smiled at the postman. "Hello, sir." The postman seemed taken aback at being greeted – he'd obviously been expecting to just slide the mail through the slot in the door or put it in the post box.

Yugi elbowed Yami out of the way, grinning. He noted that the man was not the usual postman, but figured that everyone got sick, so why not postmen?

"This is for…" The postman checked the label on a large rectangular parcel, the sight of which made Yami smirk. That was no catalogue, for sure. "…Misters Moto?"

Yami blinked. "Misters? As in plural? Are you sure?"

The postman gazed short-sightedly at the print, and then held the item out for Yami's inspection. "That's what it says."

Yami took the parcel and read the label. The postman had been right – it was for both of them. He smiled, feeling an excitement building within him at the prospect of a mystery gift. "Well, that's us! Anything else?"

"Nope, just that," the postman answered cheerfully. He tipped his hat to the boys and nodded. "Good day."

"You too!" said Yugi, and closed the door. He turned to Yami, who was examining the parcel, his face alive with curiosity, and asked, "Who's it from?"

"No idea… it doesn't say…"

"Let's open it!" yelled Yugi, grabbing the parcel and running back up the stairs.

Yami blinked, and then began to run after him. "Hey! Yugi! Wait!"

The shorter teen was faster than his older counterpart, however, and in the time it took Yami to climb the stairs and enter the room they shared Yugi had already put the parcel on his desk and started to unwrap it. It appeared to be a large book, with a leather cover and, amidst several jewels set on the cover, it said in golden calligraphy, Sleeping Beauty.

"I wonder who it's from!" Yugi exclaimed, carefully lifting the cover.

Yami, who had been concentrating on the book's magic aura, opened his mouth to shout a warning, but when Yugi finished opening with book, nothing happened. Relaxing slightly, he advanced on the book and looked down to read what it said on the first page.

"A souvenir, from your pal, Kiara…"

And then, the next page turned itself, and the world… shuddered.

Quite suddenly, they were standing in a large hall with a stage on one end. (1) A very familiar large hall with a stage on one end.

There was a long pause, after which Yugi blinked and then said, with great sincerity of feeling, "…shoot."

Yami sighed and turned towards the stage. "Okay, Kiara," he called, his deep voice echoing in the almost-empty room. "You can come out. We know you're in here!"

A Kiara-free silence.

"I'm not in the mood for this, Kiara! What do you want?"

"Hello, gentlemen."

The voice came from behind them, making Yami's head snap around so fast Yugi could have sworn that he heard a pop. He turned, at a more sedate pace, and saw…

"Where's --?"

"Miss Pendragon? On leave."

It took Yami a few seconds to work out who this was supposed to be. A few seconds that Yugi didn't apparently need – he had a knack for remembering things like that about people, Yami'd noticed. "On leave? I didn't know Kiara got leave."

"Then who are –"

There was a high-pitched squeal, and a multicoloured blur cannoned into Yami's side. He toppled over, only to see Yugi getting a similar treatment. As the smaller of the two hit the floor, the blur slowed back to normal speed, revealing it to be Kiara, dressed in a green-and-blue skirt, purple-and-yellow top, bright pink slipslops and orange legwarmers on her arms, for some unknown reason.

The other girl frowned. "Ki, you're supposed to be gone."

"Ah, shucks! So good to know I'm so loved." Kiara grinned and slung an arm over Yami's shoulder, nearly knocking him out. "I'm not taking the leave. I just decided I couldn't miss out on another whole… hey, where is Seto, anyway?"

"All in good time, cousin." The other girl grinned. "I, unlike some of us, planned this in advance."

"Plan, shman!" Kiara shook her head and threw her hands in the air, again almost decapitating Yami. "I don't need a plan… Spontaneous is my middle name!"

"…I thought it was Lizbettalica."

Kiara made a face. "I thought we promised not to do that."

"Sorry," her cousin said, having the grace to look shamefaced.

Kiara's eyes gleamed. "It's all right… Maribellann."

"Kiara!"

Kiara bowed, with much flamboyant waving of her arms. "Merely returning the favour, dearest cousin."

Bakura sniggered, breaking the silence that had fallen on those without known middle names. He inclined his head to Kiara's cousin in a gesture of thanks, and then walked over to a black plastic chair – the type that appear in every single hall, worldwide, for no known reason – and slung himself onto it. "Well, Lizbettalica? What's going on? Why are we back here?"

Kiara glared at him at the sound of her middle name, and then, when he had finished, pointed at him and glared at her cousin. "There! You see what you've gone and done?"

Her cousin grinned impishly at her. "All's fair in love and war, dearest cousin."

"You know, I hate being ignored," Bakura said, looking absently up at the ceiling and toying with a dagger. Yami rolled his eyes, letting out a loud, fake cough to hide – only just barely – the words 'drama king'.

Kiara and her cousin giggled.

"All right," Kiara said soothingly, walking over to Bakura and seating herself on his lap. "What is it that's bothering kurie-wurie? What can Auntie Kiara do to make the boo-boo go away?"

Bakura gave her a look that, if looks could kill, would have reduced Kiara to a pile of smouldering ashes. She smiled and clapped her hands in child-like glee. He growled and pushed her off of his lap.

She landed on the floor with an audible thump and scrambled to her feet, glaring back at him. "Well?"

"What. Are. We. Doing. Here?" Bakura growled. As Serenity appeared behind him with a soft click, he shook his head and added, "Aladdin is finished, remember?"

"We're not stupid, Bakura," Kiara's cousin said flatly. "We realised that."

Bakura made a show of being shocked. "You're not?" The faked shock slid off of his face like an egg out of an over-greased frying pan. "Answer the question."

"Wait until everyone else arrives – oh, Serenity! Welcome!" Kiara looked around and frowned. "Hang on, where's Joey?"

Serenity waved shyly and shrugged. "At home, I presume. He said he was going to Mai's, but he'd be back by now."

Kiara and her cousin exchanged glances. Bakura snickered, and Yami hid his grin with a hand.

"What the – oh. It's you."

Kiara turned and smiled. "Hello to you, too, darling Tea. It is, indeed, me." She poked herself in the middle of her forehead for emphasis. "Ouch."

Tea looked around warily. "So, what is it this time?"

"All in good time," the cousins chorused.

There was an odd, muffled clink that sounded a little more like clank, and the lights died. Kiara's cousin swore profusely, to a backing track of Kiara sniggering.

"All right, Tristan, we know you're in here!" came Joey's playfully accusing voice.

There was an audible grin in Kiara's voice as she said, "Nope, not yet, darling. But we are! My cousin's just had a problem with the lights."

"They were supposed to get their own books," her cousin snapped waspishly. "Not my fault if loverboy over there decides to screw around with my system."

There was a silence in which Joey thanked any gods who happened to be around for the fact that no one could see his blush.

"Actually," Mai said, holding back a laugh. "It's my system he's screwing with." (2)

Cue awkward pause, in which Mai snorted and giggled. Joey sunk to the floor, realising immediately that he was never ever going to live this down.

"I'm kidding! Geez," Mai complained when everyone else exchanged glances with patches of air in the vague area of where they remembered other people to be. "Can't you people take a joke?"

"Mai," Joey croaked hoarsely, his voice pained. "Please don't."

The lights flickered back into existence, revealing Mai pouting and glaring at Joey, who was slumped down by a wall, not looking at her. Serenity looked from one to the other, not entirely sure what had passed between them.

Kiara's cousin glared at everyone and pulled a list from her pocket, using a pen from behind her ear to cross one or two things off. She looked around expectantly, and then smiled triumphantly when Tristan appeared next to Serenity. "Right on schedule."

Tristan coughed. "Um, whose schedule exactly? Because I don't have a clue where I am…"

"You're here," Bakura said, not very helpfully, while Duke appeared behind a chair, fell over and bumped his head on it, beginning to swear.

Serenity smiled up at her brother's friend. "Don't you remember? Aladdin? This is the same hall."

"Oh, yeah. I knew it looked familiar." Tristan glared at Kiara. "I practically had to go to therapy for that," he accused.

Kiara smiled back at him, cocking her head to one side. "Therapy is good, Trissy darling."

Joey snorted – the after-effect of an attempt to quash his laughter. Tristan scowled at him, and sat down, folding his arms across his chest. "My name is Tristan," he said, directing the response and his scowl at Kiara.

"That's lovely dear," Kiara said distractedly, tapping the head of a bobbing-head-dog that had suddenly appeared in mid air. As the head bobbed, she squealed with childish delight and clapped her hands. Her cousin smacked her forehead.

"Kiara!" Ryou's startled voice made them all look up. Even Kiara pulled herself away from the bobbing-head-dog (which promptly vanished, possibly the work of Kiara's cousin) to wave hello and grin at him.

"What's going –?"

"They're not going to tell us until everyone is here," Bakura interrupted manner-of-factly, twirling the dagger on the tip of his finger and catching it effortlessly when gravity reasserted itself.

Kiara's cousin nodded. "Too right! Don't worry; they'll all be here within minutes. I spaced the last few much closer together."

Barely seconds after the words had left her mouth, Seto Kaiba sprang into being behind her, closely followed by Mokuba. His lips curled in distaste as he realised where he was. Mokuba grinned and ran over to Kiara to give her a hug.

"Mokie! How are you, chum?" Kiara asked, grabbing Mokuba in a headlock and proceeding to give him a noogie.

Mokuba giggled and tried to wriggle out of her grip. "All the better for seeing you!"

Seto frowned at him. "You told me you were sick," he said accusingly. "Too sick for school, if I remember correctly."

"Yes, big brother," Mokuba said, finally freeing himself from Kiara. "I am too sick to go to school. But not too sick to see Kiara!" He smiled, as though the matter was now resolved.

Seto's frown did not fade. "We will discuss this later."

"…okay…"

"Seto, dahlink! My favourite bunny rabbit! How are you?" Kiara asked, walking over to Seto with arms outstretched.

The taller teen did not offer her any reply, merely scowling. Marik and Ishizu popped into existence in front of him, saving him from having to be on the receiving end of one of Kiara's hugs, which was currently being administered to Marik, as he'd been in the way.

"GET OFF OF ME!" he yelled, squirming furiously. Ishizu giggles helplessly.

Kiara let go, sticking her tongue out at Marik, and turned to Ishizu. The two embraced as sisters embrace, and as they parted Ishizu glanced around and asked, "So, how come you're here? You said in your letter you were taking some leave..."

"She is, technically," Kiara's cousin said, extending a hand. "I'm her cousin, and I'm technically running the show here."

"Technically," echoed Kiara, grinning. She looked around. "I think it's introduction time, actually. Practically everyone's here."

"Right." Kiara's cousin walked onto the stage and clapped her hands to draw everyone's attention to her. "Your scripts!" she commanded, and a sheaf of neatly stapled papers appeared in every pair of hands. "Right… As you will see on the second page, I have included a cast list." She grinned at them and pulled a remote from her pocket, pointing it at a small black box next to her. A large copy of the cast list was projected onto the wall behind her.

SLEEPING BEAUTY: THE MOVIE
STARRING: The YGO cast

Aurora: Serenity Wheeler

Phillip: Tristan Taylor

Flora: Ishizu

Fauna:Tea Gardener

Merryweather: YamiYugi

King Stefan: Seto Kaiba

The Queen:Ishizu Ishtar

King Hubert: Joseph Wheeler

Maleficent: Mai Valentine

The Crow: Mokuba Kaiba

Extras: Ryou Bakura; Marik Ishtar; Yugi Moto; Duke Devlin; Other Random People

"I'm the main character?" Serenity gasped, her eyes going wide.

Tristan looked around, and then sidled up to Joey. "Um… I've never seen this movie. Who's Phillip?"

"You've never seen it?" Ishizu gaped at him, having overheard. "You poor, deprived child! It's one of my favourite movies! Phillip is the Prince!"

Tristan blinked, and then stared at Kiara, looking utterly stunned. "You-you-you… you made me the main character?"

Before Kiara could open her mouth, her cousin replied for her. "Not her, me." She smiled happily and then added, "But she did agree to it."

Kiara grinned and nodded. "I decided that, since you had such a small bit in Aladdin, you should have a nice big one in Sleeping Beauty!"

"Oh." Tristan looked startled, but slowly began to smile as he realised what this meant. "Thanks!"

Joey had also realised what it meant. "If you so much as put one stinkin' finger on my sister that is not required by the script," he warned. "I will beat you to a pulp."

"Subtle, mutt," Kaiba snorted.

Tristan held up his hands in surrender. "I won't, don't worry," he said, smiling as if it were a huge joke, but something in his eyes went 'Aw, nuts!' "I wasn't even thinking about it."

"Yeah?" Joey relaxed. "Well, just, ya know, don't cross the line."

"I won't," Tristan said reassuringly. He glanced up at the projection. Joey followed his gaze, and then laughed.

"Hey, isn't Merryweather a girl?" he managed to snort out when everyone looked at him enquiringly.

Yami suddenly looked very affronted. "Is there a reason my name is next to hers, then? Because last time I checked I was soundly male!"

"You have to check?" Kiara's cousin asked, feigning concern.

Yami glared at her and crossed his arms over his chest, pouting – adorably, although he didn't realise it – and started to sulk.

Kiara snickered. "Oh, calm down, Yami darling. It was that or the Princess, and I know you don't want to have that part!"

Yami did not say anything, but his pout did soften somewhat.

Kiara's cousin cleared her throat. "Let me introduce myself," she said, waving her arms grandly and almost concussing Pegasus as he appeared behind her. "My name is Serena Swiftfeather."

"How marvellous," Pegasus said dryly. "Now, do tell, what am I doing here?"

Kiara waved at him and grinned. "Oh, I thought you might enjoy being an extra, Pegs."

Pegasus pretended to mull this over. He cocked his head first to one side, and then the other, before finally pronouncing, "Oh, all right. Seeing as I can't get back without your help anyway."

"Perfect!" exclaimed Kiara and Serena, exchanging delighted glances.

Serena clapped, and a large box appeared beside her. "Right, enough chit-chat. Everyone get into your costumes for the first scene while Kiara and I get ready for the Prologue bit, all right?"

(1) Sound familiar? –wink, wink– Yes, I am shamelessly back-shadowing. There a problem?

(2) Ah, yes, that good old below-the-belt-humour… -snicker-

So, what did you think? I love reviews! (Uhm, yeah, that was a hint. A rather UNsubtle hint. Wink, nudge, etc.)

-straykitty