Me: Hey everyone, sorry for the long updates...I've been kind of stuck with writer's block lately and sort of lacked motivation for updating but I've been reading a lot of Yugi and Yami stories lately and I think I've found my new sources of motivation for updating…
H. Shadowcat: Of course she also has to work so she's juggling personal life with work
Me: Any who I hope everyone likes these few chapters I'm able to upload because who knows when I'll get around to posting again for this story
H. Shadowcat: Anyway we don't own Yu-Gi-Oh and never will, we also don't own any music lyrics or songs that we may add later, sorry for bad grammar and it's rated R for violence, blood, YAOI and I believe some Rape but that's only in a flash back nothing to major and Major if not mild Tea bashing. We also don't own ROMEO & JULIET either that is own by William Shakespeare. But I do own my very own copy of Romeo & Juliet and shall be using my book for the rest of the play so it might a tad different then what I posted before hand.
Me: This story will also have pairs such as YxY, SxJ, BxR, MxM and I believe DxT
H. Shadowcat: Anyways please sit back and enjoy the next few chapters to College Trouble
College Trouble
Chapter 21: Act One, Scene 4
By: Yamishadowcat22
Once Mai, Tea and Yugi leave the stage, the lights quickly dim as the teacher quickly looks for the next group to go on stage. "Hurry" the teacher ushers as the light begins to make a night effect on the stage.
[Hours later, In front of the Capulet's House]
Enter Romeo, Benvolio, Mercutio with five or six other Masqueraders and torchbearers.
Romeo (Yami) - What, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse? Or shall we on without apology?
Benvolio (Bakura) - The date is out of such prolixity. We'll have no cupid hoodwink'd with a scarf, Bearing a Tartar's painted bow of lath, Scaring the ladies like a crow keeper; Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spoke after the prompter, for our entrance; But, let them measure us by what they will, We'll measure them a measure, and be gone.
Romeo (Yami) - Give me a torch. I am not for this ambling. Being but heavy, I will bear the light.
Mercutio (Marik) - Nay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance.
Romeo (Yami) - Not I, believe me. You have dancing shoes with nimble soles; I have a soul of lead so stakes me to the ground I cannot move.
Mercutio (Marik) - You are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings, and soar with them above a common bound.
Romeo (Yami) - I am too sore enpierced with his shaft. To soar with his light feathers; and so bound I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe. Under love's heavy burthen do I sink.
At the words Yami was speaking to Bakura and Marik about, the people in the audience as well as those behind the curtain were all trying to hold back tears as they continue to listen to the words that Yami continue to speak of.
Mercutio (Marik) And, to sink in it, should your burthen love - too great oppression for a tender thing.
Romeo (Yami) - Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boist'rous, and it pricks like thorns.
As Yami spoke those words, Yugi couldn't help but watch as Yami continued to speak his lines all the while starring in amazement at how talented Yami was.
Mercutio (Marik) - If love be rough with you, be rough with love. Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. Give me a case to put my visage in (puts on a mask) A visor for a visor! What care I, What curious eye doth quote deformities? Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me.
Benvolio (Bakura) - Come, knock and enter; and no sooner in, But every man betake him to his legs.
Romeo (Yami) - A torch for me! Let wantons light of heart Tickle the senseless rushes with their heels; For I am proverb'd with a grandsire phrase, I'll be a candle-holder and look on; The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done.
Mercutio (Marik) - Tut! Dun's the mouse, the constable's own word! If thou art dun, we'll draw thee from the mire of this sir-reverence love, wherein thou stick'st Up to the ears. Come, we burn daylight, ho!
Romeo (Yami) - Nay, that's not so.
Mercutio (Marik) - I mean, sir, in delay We waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day. Take our good meaning, for our judgment sits five times in that ere once in our five wits.
When Marik spoke those words Yami had to ponder over his next set of lines. For he knew that Romeo was a love sick human looking for someone he could be with but in a way he couldn't help but feel if what he was saying some how worked in with his life.
Romeo (Yami) - And we mean well, in going to this masque; But 'tis no wit to go.
Mercutio (Marik) - Why, may one ask?
Romeo (Yami) - I dreamt a dream to-night.
Mercutio (Marik) - And so did I
Romeo (Yami) - Well, what was yours?
Mercutio (Marik) - That dreamers often lie
Romeo (Yami) - In bed asleep, while they do dream things true
Mercutio (Marik) - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you.
Benvolio (Bakura) - Queen Mab? Who is she?
As Marik spoke of Queen Mab in his line, Yami couldn't help but mentally chuckle for he knew it was just a play but he knew that if Malik had ever found out that Marik was dreaming of someone else other than Malik, well let's just say Marik would be in the dog house for it.
Mercutio (Marik) - She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes in shape no bigger than an agate stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep; Her wagon spokes made of long spinners' legs, the cover, of the wings of grasshoppers; Her traces, of the smallest spider's web; Her collars, of the moonshine's wat'ry beams; Her whip, of cricket's bone; the lash, of film; Her wagoner, a small grey-coated gnat, Not half so big a round little worm Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid; Her chariot is an empty hazelnut, Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coach makers. And in this state she gallops night by night through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love; O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on crusies straight; O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees; O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream, which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues, Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are.
Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose, And then dreams he of smelling out a suit; And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's tail Tickling a parson's nose as 'a lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice. Sometimes she driveth o'er a soldier's neck; And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathoms deep; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes, And being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two and sleeps again. This is that very Mab That plats the manes of horses in the night and bakes the elflocks in the foul sluttish hairs, Which once untangled much misfortune bodes. This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs, That presses them and learns them first to bear, Making them women of good carriage.
This is she -
But as Marik was about to continue on an on about Queen Mab Yami quickly steps in with his line which causes the audience to laugh and giggle at the scene before them.
Romeo (Yami) - Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace! Thou talk'st of nothing.
Again as that was said laughter was heard as Yami speaks of peace with Marik.
Mercutio (Marik) - True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy; Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes even now the frozen bosom of the north And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
Benvolio (Bakura) - This wind you talk of blows us from ourselves. Supper is done, and we shall come too late.
Romeo (Yami) - I fear, too early; for my mind misgives some consequence, yet hanging in the stars, shall bitterly begin his fearful date with this night's revels and expire the term of a despised life, clos'd in my breast, by some vile forfeit of untimely death. But he that hath the steerage of my course direct my sail! On, lusty gentlemen!
Benvolio (Bakura) - Strike, drum
They begin marching about the stage as the lights dim for the next setting
TBC
Me: Well? How was this version of the play? I know a little long right especially with Marik's big part?
H. Shadowcat: Anyways Please R&R and let us know what you think
Me: Yea, and if lucky I'll have the next chapter posted later today because in Scene 5 Yugi and Yami finally meet as Romeo and Juliet….Oooo the plot thickens…how will Tea and Ushio handle this…
H. Shadowcat: *stops me from spilling the beans* Just review and we'll update again later! Bye! *waves*