"Ugh, do I really have to wear this?" Sora questioned, looking in the mirror at his reflection. He was wearing a magenta and aqua colored robe that fell to his feet and a cloak hood that covered his head. He wore a blonde wig over his brunette head and pulled the cloak over his eyes so no one could tell he was a boy, but nevertheless, he was embarrassed. Zidane whistled.
"Ain't you one sexy mama?"
"Zidane, I feel bad enough as it is. You're not making me feel better."
Zidane grinned. "I'm just trying to break the tension."
"Are you sure there's no one else to do the part?"
Just then, Sora heard a crash in one of the rooms of the airship in the distance. Zidane blinked and turned away from him. "I'll be right back. Eiko probably forgot to turn on the light again and ran into something."
Sora watched as Zidane walked down the hallway and into the dark room. He switched on the light and shut the door almost completely behind him. Sora listened for any movement and watched as Zidane was shoved back out into the hallway and jerked against the wall.
"Yeesh, chill out, lady!" he shouted.
"Well, you shouldn't be acting like you're so cool," Sora heard someone say.
"Aleisa?" he said.
"Sora?!" Aleisa ran into the hallway and into the room with Sora. She looked around, then looked to him. "Have you seen someone named Sora?"
"Uhm.." Sora started.
"This is just too rich," Zidane said, falling to the floor, rolling and laughing. "She doesn't even recognize you. I suppose that's a good thing, cause no one else will if she doesn't."
"Sora?" Aleisa said, peeking into Sora's hood and jumped back when she saw his face. "What are you doing dressed like a woman?!"
"Sorry, chick, it's a long story," Zidane said, "but he's going to be in a play and there wasn't a girl around to play in it."
"Now she's here! I don't have to do this, right?" Sora said.
Zidane smirked. "Sorry, you still gotta do it. She doesn't know the lines, now does she?"
Aleisa looked to Zidane. "There's a performance going on? Is it anything like 'Romeo and Juliet'?"
"A little bit. It's a tragedy and there's a love scene."
"What?!" Sora exclaimed.
"I never studied that part with you," Zidane said, wincing. "Kinda didn't want to, but basically, I'm this ugly beggar who is in love with the princess and I go to meet her, which is you. We kinda just hug real affectionatly is all."
Sora's eye twitched. "There's no kissing?"
"If there was, I'd cut it outta there," Zidane said, laughing nervously. "Now come on, the play starts in a few minutes. I gotta get into my cloak, so shoo shoo."
Zidane led both Aleisa and Sora out of the room and slammed the door. Aleisa looked to Sora, her eyes wide. "You left me!" she exclaimed.
"I'm sorry," he said, lowering his head. "I'm just really anxious to get back to Kairi, and I left you and--" He paused. "Donald and Goofy aren't with you?"
"Uhm," she started, looking to the ground. "You see, I ran ahead of them and found how to get here, but they still aren't sure how. I shut off the elevator in the last world where the portal was contained, so it would take them a while to get here, if they get here at all."
"But why? Were they being a nuisance to you?"
"Well, for starters, me and Donald just don't get along. Kinda like how he and you don't get along. Goofy was okay, but I knew he wouldn't go off somewhere on his own. He'd follow Donald."
"That's not really a good enough reason. They've been with me this whole time, you know."
"Then why did you leave them?"
Sora scratched his head. "Erm, they were.. annoying me and in the way?"
"See? That's exactly the reason I ran away from them."
"There was no other reason?"
"Well.." she started, and was interrupted when Zidane kicked open the door, dressed in a dark, hooded cloak that fell to his feet. Sora paniced and drew his keyblade.
"Whoa, whoa! What're you doing?" Aleisa asked.
Sora looked to his keyblade and lowered it. Zidane removed the hood from his head. "Is there something wrong?"
"Sorry," Sora replied. "You just look like.. someone I used to know."
"Pray tell, Princess," Blank said, standing on stage at Sora's side. "Why would ye run to some beggar of a man? He not of royal blood?"
"Aye, Blank," Sora said, tuning his voice up slightly to match that of a girl's. "You, too, are not of noble blood. Why must I run with ye to the lands of distance? What difference be that of you and he?"
"You tell me this, Princess."
"Then I shall. He has a heart. He cares for me."
"Naive Cornelia. Do you think I will not cherish you but all of my days at your every whim?"
"Your head is so large. Your ego so high. You think only but of yourself. You only wish to cherish me but for the riches of my father's and thine." Sora turned away from Blank and walked off stage.
"Ah, Cornelia. Your fate hath been determined, then. If I shall not have you, then neither shall Marcus." Blank followed Sora off stage and the grand audience applauded when the curtain shortly fell.
"Great acting," Blank said to Sora, nudging him in the side. "You sound and move just like a girl."
Sora grinned. "I lived on an island with a girl and immitated how she walked because it got on her nerves."
"It came in handy," Blank said with a smile.
"We need to get Zidane on stage soon." Sora said. He looked off a bit in the distance and saw Zidane trailing ahead in his cloak. "What's he off so far away for?" Sora asked.
"Who's off so far away?" Zidane said, walking to Sora's side.
Sora blinked. "Uhm, nothing," he said, and looked off stage to see that the cloaked figure had disappeared.
"Intermission's over," Blank said, "so let's get this last act over with."
"Right," Sora said, and walked on stage.
Blank ran around the set and to the other side of the projection, where he encountered Sora.
"Good day, fair Princess," Blank said.
"Good day, Blank."
"Aye, will Marcus not be showing up soon?"
"That, he will be."
"I'm afraid he won't be here to see you tonight, Princess," Blank concluded, and punched Sora in the stomach. He fell over his arm and Blank dragged him off stage as the Princess, and remained offstage. The lights dimmed and Zidane walked on stage with Cina, who was the faerieman.
"Where could she be?" Zidane asked. "I asked her to join me under the moon by the riverside."
"Come, Marcus," Cina said to Zidane. "I cannot stay but only a while. Will you be leaving for the new world with Cornelia or nay?"
"She said she would come here. Could it be that she had forgotten me and ran off with another?"
"Marcus, the night is short. You must come or stay. Come, Marcus!"
Zidane walked to the end of the stage, the shadows concealing his face. "Am I never to hear her sweet voice again? Could she have left me behind?" He turned to stare at the moon. "No, Cornelia would never leave me. Our love is much too pure." He called to the stars "Oh, Heavens that give light to the stars and moon above, grant me my only wish--"
A stagelight beamed on Zidane as he removed his cloak and looked to the balcony where Princess Garnet sat. "Bring my beloved Dagger to me!"
(Okay, so it's not exactly the same lines of the play, but I mentioned that they weren't going to be the same, so there.)