The gang is forced to put on a play. SJ romance. Okay so it's more of an everyone fic only not and it's no longer about the play... I don't even know anymore. In the process of rewriting although it may take some time. Enter at your own risk!
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Angst - Chapters: 61 - Words: 83,487 - Reviews: 483 - Favs: 66 - Follows: 6 - Updated: Dec 26, 2004 - Published: May 17, 2004 - id: 1866055
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Joey looked out nervously as the underclassman were led into the auditorium and seated. The last two days had gone by so fast he could barely recall anything that had happened. Kaiba had seemed to be avoiding him again, except for a glance every now and then but nothing to indicate that Kaiba had taken the bait. But now it was just a matter of getting through the rest of the play. Yugi pulled him away from the curtain and back into the back stage room.
"I can't do this," he said. "Did you see all those people?"
"So. You've dueled in tournaments with more people then that watching you."
"That's different."
"Yug' you'll be fine." He walked them over to the rest of the group. Duke was playing a dice game with Tea and Tristan was asking Ryou if he'd seen his hat.
"How can you play games at a time like this?" Yugi asked watching Duke and Tea. They didn't look over at him.
"It helps make this seem more like a normal everyday thing," Duke said.
"Yeah. Relieves the stress a little," Tea added.
"Stress?" Yugi exclaimed. "You on stage for like five seconds and then you die. You don't even have any lines!" Tea looked at him crossly.
"I'll let that go because I know you're just nervous but if you..."
"Okay guys. Get ready. We're on in five minutes," The teacher said walking through the backstage room. "Remember. Listen carefully to your cues and pronounce everything clearly." Tea and Duke stood up and followed the narrator out to the stage. Joey waited by the door for Tristan and Yugi. Tristan was still looking for his hat.
"Are you sure you haven't seen it? I thought I saw you pick it up," he was still questioning Ryou. Ryou shrugged.
"I promise you I don't have it. Maybe you left it with your clothes," Ryou answered. Tristan went over to his bag and shuffled through it. Ryou seemed to be settling something in his head and then looked over at Yugi who'd been watching him. He smiled shyly and went out to the side stage.
Kaiba slipped just stayed in the shadows and thought about whether it was more important to show Mokuba that what he'd seen didn't mean anything or that it in fact did. He ran the whole scene through his mind again.
Three days earlier
Kaiba cam home from his walk and was surprised that the house seemed to be empty. He looked in all the rooms downstairs and then went up. "Mokuba? Are you here?" he called down the hallway. He stopped at Mokuba's door, which was closed. "Mokuba?" He knocked lightly and then tried the door handle. It was locked. "Is everything okay in there?" he asked getting concerned. When he still received no response he sighed and went to his room deciding that he probably just wanted to be alone. As he walked into his room he noticed that his computer had been opened and the phone number that he'd typed so carelessly with the words ' I wish you were mine,' stared at him. "Oh no, Mokuba..." he said going back to his brother's room. "Mokuba, it's not what you think," he tried to break his brother out of it. Without any luck.
"It makes you look like a dork anyway. Who's going to notice," Joey's voice brought him back to the present. Tristan walked over to his two friends still bitter.
"Serenity thinks it's cute. And I think seeing six dwarves with hats and one without WILL matter," Tristan said. Joey pushed him out the door and Yugi followed them. Kaiba sunk back into his thoughts. He'd been pretty sure that Mokuba had called the number and found out who's it was and thought it was Serenity who he'd been referring to. But later that night when he'd finally come out and asked about it, Kaiba had ruined that idea and Mokuba had disappeared into his room again. Now he knew Mokuba thought that he was in love with Joey and this play might make things worse. But thinking about what Joey had said...no, what Joey had implied, he didn't want to pass up the chance that his feelings might be returned. But that was crazy wasn't it? After everyone else had left the room, he moved away from the wall and out onto the side stage.
The play had already started and Snow white was just being introduced as growing into the prettiest girl in the land. Yugi was pacing the stage getting ready to go on but stopped suddenly and smiled.
"The King married to another queen but this queen was very vain and mean. Everyday she'd sit before his magic mirror and..." The narrator went on. Yugi grabbed his millennium puzzle and forced Yami to appear. Just as the narrator cued in the queens entrance, Yugi pushed Yami out onto the stage. Yami, completely confused, looked back at Yugi and scowled but crossed to his place and delivered the lines. At the end of the scene he walked out and shook his head.
"I can't believe you did that," he whispered. Yugi smiled victoriously. The play continued on with Yami playing the evil queen. Finally, after an half an hour, the final scene started. Joey was already in the coffin, having died two scenes before. The dwarves had put it down in it's resting place where everyone who passed by could see her beauty. Kaiba took a deep breath and crossed the stage to where it was.
"Who is this beautiful girl and why is it that she came to settle here."
"This is the body of our dear Snow White," one of the dwarves said.
"Snow White? That is such a wonderful name. Let me have the coffin. I will give you anything you ask."
"We cannot sell it for all the gold in the world."
"Then give it to me, for I cannot live without being able to see her beautiful face."
"Fine we shall grant your wish but only if you promise to treasure her forever." The dwarves exit the stage. Kaiba approached the coffin, a knot forming in his stomach. "I love you more then anything in the world. You are my most cherished one." He hesitated, unnoticeably, thinking once again about Mokuba but looking down at Joey, he went for it. He leaned over and brushed his lips lightly again Joey's. Joey grabbed his collar and pulled him into a more passionate kiss, which Kaiba was too shocked to object to. He had to hold onto the sides of the box to keep from falling over when he was finally let go. Joey sat up with a goofy grin on his face.
"I knew you had it in you," he whispered then jumped out of the coffin and hugged Kaiba excitedly. "Finally my prince has come. Now we can live happily ever after," Joey said barely containing his sanity. Kaiba was still too shocked to react but the sudden burst of laughter from the audience brought the underclassman's existence back to both of them. Kaiba pushed Joey off him angrily, a blush forming on his face.
"As if I could ever really love a mutt like you," he said and walked off the stage. Joey's face fell.
"That wasn't a part of the story," he said trying to sound funny but feeling a little hurt. The teacher came across the stage, angry to no end, and dragged Joey off the stage, apologizing over and over to everyone else.
"What in the world happened out there?" she yelled once they were back stage. The rest of the class looked at them nervously, folding their costumes and getting ready to leave as quickly as they could. Joey's friends couldn't even look at him.
"I don't know, ask Kaiba. He's the one who walked off," Joey said defensively. The teacher shook her head not even wanting to bother and walked off. Joey looked at his friends. "Do you think that'll effect my grade?" he asked trying to lighten the mood. Tea rolled her eyes and she and Duke left.
"We'll be lucky if any of us get good grades now," Tristan said and followed them. That left Yugi.
"Yugi come on. It wasn't that bad was it?" Yugi still wouldn't look at him.
"I think..." Yugi couldn't finish. Yami spoke up for him.
"I think you need to apologize," he said.
"He never apologized to me for anything. He'll get over it."
"Then why does the look on your face say..."
"Don't even start. Which way did he go?"
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