A/n: Hey peoples! Didn't think I'd be back so soon, did ya? First of all,
I'd like to thank my first reviewer, sesshomaru! Don't worry; there will be
more Kaiba. Now, for the disclaimers:
I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the characters.
I don't own Cats, T.S. Elliot, Andrew Lloyd Weber, or the poem "Macavity
the Mystery cat".
I don't own Faith.
Last but very important: I don't own Macavity, who shows up in this
chapter. She owns herself and I am using her penname in here with her
permission. Oh, and she helped write the part with her in it.
Now that we're done with the boring stuff, on to the fic!
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*When we last saw Kaiba, he was being dragged backstage by a security
guard. *
Kaiba: What do you want now? Going to tell me that you stole a few million
from me for a vacation in Rio?
Jia: * Glares* No. Anyway, I just borrowed that money. I'll pay you back
eventually. You are going to sing next.
Kaiba: What?
Jia: Are you hard of hearing? I said you are gong to sing next.
Kaiba: * muttering* The morons I put up with.
Jia: I heard that.
Kaiba: Give me one good reason for me to sing.
Jia: I have three.
I have the incredibly morbid and embarrassing first chapter in this
notebook. I could publish this.
I could make these papers-* waves folder in the air*- on that "secret
little branch" of Kaiba co.
Kaiba: What the- where'd you get those?
Jia: Your office in Kyoto, top left drawer, at the same time I borrowed
the money. Stop interrupting. And last but not least, I'm the Author. I
could put you in a dog suit if I wanted!
Kaiba: you WOULDN"T!
Jia: And that's why you're going to sing.
* Meanwhile, onstage.*
* Backstage* *A puff of purple smoke appears. There's a bout of coughing offstage*
Puff of Purple Smoke: HIEEE!
Faith: Who are you, and what are you doing onstage?
Macavity: I'm Macavity. I'm looking for Jia.
Faith: Um, I think she's backstage, arguing with Seto.
Macavity: Sweetness! * Goes backstage* Oh, Seto-chan...
Faith: ok then. So * Holds up card* How much do I hear for this Gemini twins card?
* Backstage*
Macavity: I ARRIVE!
Jia: Hi Macavity!
Macavity: Hiya! What were you arguing with my Seto about? ...Seto-chan! Where do you think *you're* going?! * Flying-tackle-Glomps Seto, who was trying to sneak away*
Seto: Oof. Macavity, what have you been eating, bricks?!
Jia: He wouldn't sing. Which gives me an idea.
* Uses author powers to summon Yami*
Yami: *grumbles* They always poof me in right when I'm in the shower-- AAUGH! Oh, hi, Macavity.
Macavity: YAMI!!!! * Attempts to flying-tackle-glomp Yami but-*
Jia: Yami, You're going to sing the song "Macavity" From Cats, for our special guest here.
Macavity: ...I'm a special guest? Wow! I feel...special!
Yami: I am?! When did I agree to this?! I demand to see my lawyer! I have rights, you know!
Macavity: No, you don't. This is Jia's story. Jia: Besides, I'M your lawyer!
Yami: I refuse! I am *so* not going to sing!
Jia: * holds up duct tape * Yes you are.
Yami: O_O ok. * Onstage * Faith: And the Harpies' feather duster goes to the blond in the really tight shirt! Mai: YAY! Jia: Fae, we have an actual singer now, the Auction will have to stop for a bit. Faith: Fine. Who's singing? Jia: Yami is. Faith: OK. What's he singing? Jia: Macavity, from the musical Cats. Faith: All righty then. Ladies and Gentlemen, Here's Yami, singing Macavity! Yami: * Grumbles * I cant believe I'm doing this. *normal * This is for our special guest tonight, Macavity! Macavity's a Mystery Cat: he's called the Hidden Paw--
For he's the master criminal who can defy the Law.
He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard, the Flying Squad's despair:
For when they reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there! Macavity, Macavity, there's no on like Macavity,
He's broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity.
His powers of levitation would make a fakir stare,
And when you reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there!
You may seek him in the basement, you may look up in the air--
But I tell you once and once again, Macavity's not there! Macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall and thin;
You would know him if you saw him, for his eyes are sunken in.
His brow is deeply lined with thought, his head is highly doomed;
His coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are uncombed.
He sways his head from side to side, with movements like a snake;
And when you think he's half asleep, he's always wide awake. Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity,
For he's a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity.
You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square--
But when a crime's discovered, then Macavity's not there! He's outwardly respectable. (They say he cheats at cards.)
And his footprints are not found in any file of Scotland Yard's.
And when the larder's looted, or the jewel-case is rifled,
Or when the milk is missing, or another Peke's been stifled,
Or the greenhouse glass is broken, and the trellis past repair--
Ay, there's the wonder of the thing! Macavity's not there! And when the Foreign Office finds a Treaty's gone astray,
Or the Admiralty lose some plans and drawings by the way,
There may be a scrap of paper in the hall or on the stair--
But it's useless to investigate--Macavity's not there!
And when the loss has been disclosed, the Secret Service say:
"It must have been Macavity!"--but he's a mile away.
You'll be sure to find him resting, or a-licking of his thumbs,
Or engaged in doing complicated long division sums. Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity;
There never was a Cat of such deceitfulness and suavity.
He always has an alibi, or one or two to spare:
And whatever time the deed took place--MACAVITY WASN'T THERE!
And they say that all the Cats whose wicked deeds are widely known
(I might mention Mungojerrie, I might mention Griddlebone)
Are nothing more than agents for the Cat who all the time
Just controls their operations: the Napoleon of Crime!
**Backstage again** Jia: Kaiba, you sing or I'll use the duct tape treatment on you, plus the things I mentioned earlier. Do you REALLY want that? Kaiba: Ok, fine. *Mutters * what a - Jia: Hey, keep the PG rating! Kaiba: So, what do I sing? Jia: You choose! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A/n: So, What will Kaiba san be singing? FIND OUT NEXT CHAPTER! Remember, if you cant say something nice, at least say something constructive.
* Backstage* *A puff of purple smoke appears. There's a bout of coughing offstage*
Puff of Purple Smoke: HIEEE!
Faith: Who are you, and what are you doing onstage?
Macavity: I'm Macavity. I'm looking for Jia.
Faith: Um, I think she's backstage, arguing with Seto.
Macavity: Sweetness! * Goes backstage* Oh, Seto-chan...
Faith: ok then. So * Holds up card* How much do I hear for this Gemini twins card?
* Backstage*
Macavity: I ARRIVE!
Jia: Hi Macavity!
Macavity: Hiya! What were you arguing with my Seto about? ...Seto-chan! Where do you think *you're* going?! * Flying-tackle-Glomps Seto, who was trying to sneak away*
Seto: Oof. Macavity, what have you been eating, bricks?!
Jia: He wouldn't sing. Which gives me an idea.
* Uses author powers to summon Yami*
Yami: *grumbles* They always poof me in right when I'm in the shower-- AAUGH! Oh, hi, Macavity.
Macavity: YAMI!!!! * Attempts to flying-tackle-glomp Yami but-*
Jia: Yami, You're going to sing the song "Macavity" From Cats, for our special guest here.
Macavity: ...I'm a special guest? Wow! I feel...special!
Yami: I am?! When did I agree to this?! I demand to see my lawyer! I have rights, you know!
Macavity: No, you don't. This is Jia's story. Jia: Besides, I'M your lawyer!
Yami: I refuse! I am *so* not going to sing!
Jia: * holds up duct tape * Yes you are.
Yami: O_O ok. * Onstage * Faith: And the Harpies' feather duster goes to the blond in the really tight shirt! Mai: YAY! Jia: Fae, we have an actual singer now, the Auction will have to stop for a bit. Faith: Fine. Who's singing? Jia: Yami is. Faith: OK. What's he singing? Jia: Macavity, from the musical Cats. Faith: All righty then. Ladies and Gentlemen, Here's Yami, singing Macavity! Yami: * Grumbles * I cant believe I'm doing this. *normal * This is for our special guest tonight, Macavity! Macavity's a Mystery Cat: he's called the Hidden Paw--
For he's the master criminal who can defy the Law.
He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard, the Flying Squad's despair:
For when they reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there! Macavity, Macavity, there's no on like Macavity,
He's broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity.
His powers of levitation would make a fakir stare,
And when you reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there!
You may seek him in the basement, you may look up in the air--
But I tell you once and once again, Macavity's not there! Macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall and thin;
You would know him if you saw him, for his eyes are sunken in.
His brow is deeply lined with thought, his head is highly doomed;
His coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are uncombed.
He sways his head from side to side, with movements like a snake;
And when you think he's half asleep, he's always wide awake. Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity,
For he's a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity.
You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square--
But when a crime's discovered, then Macavity's not there! He's outwardly respectable. (They say he cheats at cards.)
And his footprints are not found in any file of Scotland Yard's.
And when the larder's looted, or the jewel-case is rifled,
Or when the milk is missing, or another Peke's been stifled,
Or the greenhouse glass is broken, and the trellis past repair--
Ay, there's the wonder of the thing! Macavity's not there! And when the Foreign Office finds a Treaty's gone astray,
Or the Admiralty lose some plans and drawings by the way,
There may be a scrap of paper in the hall or on the stair--
But it's useless to investigate--Macavity's not there!
And when the loss has been disclosed, the Secret Service say:
"It must have been Macavity!"--but he's a mile away.
You'll be sure to find him resting, or a-licking of his thumbs,
Or engaged in doing complicated long division sums. Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity;
There never was a Cat of such deceitfulness and suavity.
He always has an alibi, or one or two to spare:
And whatever time the deed took place--MACAVITY WASN'T THERE!
And they say that all the Cats whose wicked deeds are widely known
(I might mention Mungojerrie, I might mention Griddlebone)
Are nothing more than agents for the Cat who all the time
Just controls their operations: the Napoleon of Crime!
**Backstage again** Jia: Kaiba, you sing or I'll use the duct tape treatment on you, plus the things I mentioned earlier. Do you REALLY want that? Kaiba: Ok, fine. *Mutters * what a - Jia: Hey, keep the PG rating! Kaiba: So, what do I sing? Jia: You choose! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A/n: So, What will Kaiba san be singing? FIND OUT NEXT CHAPTER! Remember, if you cant say something nice, at least say something constructive.