That Struts and Frets His Hour Upon the Stage

Mar 14, 2007 05:29


Yugioh   Convo in chp. 17
one-sided Rebecca/Mokuba

Mokuba took another drink.  He licked the stray drops of water off his lips and looked down at the phone again.  He took another drink.

And then, in a wild fit of courage, he picked up the phone and dialed Yugi’s number.

“Hello?”

“Yugi!  Oh, it’s Mokuba.  Hi.  Hello.  You’re beautiful.”  He paused.  “Please make Rebecca talk to me.”

“What?  Mokuba, are you - “

“No, just listen - please.”  He sighed.  “I know that I really pissed her off, but I was only reacting to her beauty and infinite appeal.  I can’t be blamed.  I’m young and hormone-ridden.”

“Mokuba…”

He sighed again.  “All right, all right.  I know, I have to apologize.  But you’ve got to help me Yugi - I know she’ll listen to you!  Tell her I want to make amends; tell her I’m willing to throw myself at her feet, begging for mercy.”  He stopped for a moment to catch his breath.  “Please?”

Yugi laughed.  “Mokuba, I’d be happy to help you, but I think it’s best if you apologized to her yourself.”

“Oh, no - that’s exactly what I want to do!  But come on…  Do you really think she’d listen to me?  She thinks of me as lower than dirt; I am scum to her.  However, if you put in a good word for me, or just happened to suggest that she give me a moment to explain my indecent behavior…  I could apologize my adorable heart out and proceed to sweep lady-fair off her feet.”

“I suppose I - “

“Do it for her if not for me!  Think how poor, sweet Rebecca must be suffering, not knowing how wonderful I am!  That’s cruelty, Yugi - true cruelty.  And if not for her, do it for Seto!  He’s been busy lately, and Anzu’s been conspicuously absent - and with a moping little brother around all the time, he’ll be forced to pull out all his old dragon fetish magazines and spend hours in his bedroom alone, doing who only knows what kind of kinky things!”

“Mokuba…”

“I really am sorry.  Sincerely.  I’ve never been sorrier.  It was inappropriate and cruel and a tiny piece of my heart dies each moment I haven’t told her what an idiot I was.  You don’t want me to walk around as a broken-hearted wreck, do you, Yugi?  Are you really that unfeeling?”

Yugi sighed and chuckled once to himself.  “No, Mokuba, I’m not that unfeeling.  I’ll try to ask her to give you a chance to explain.  You’re right about one thing, though - she’s still furious.”

Yugi shook his head and held the phone to his chest to muffle it.  “Rebecca!” he called.  “Rebecca, could you come here for a second?  You’ve got a phone call.”

“Hmm?  Who is it, Yugi?” she asked as she walked into the room.

“Just so you know, you can be somewhere else if you want to.”  She looked at him, confused.  He smiled apologetically.  “It’s…  Mokuba Kaiba.”

Her expression hardened immediately.  “Oh?  Well you can just tell him that - “

“Wait,” Yugi said quickly.  “He called to apologize.  He says that he feels really terrible about what he said, and he’d like to start over fresh.”  He looked at her to try and judge her reaction.  “If that’s all right with you, of course - it’s up to you.”

“I don’t think he deserves it.”

“But…”  Yugi smiled at her.  “You’re a good, kind-hearted person and you’re going to give him a chance anyway?”

Rebecca rolled her eyes.  “Oh, Yugi!”  She sighed and held out her hand.  “Fine, give me the phone.  I’ll listen - but I’m not guaranteeing anything.”

“That’s fine.  Hold on a second.”  He put the phone back to his ear.  “Mokuba?  Hi.  Yes, she agreed to talk to you.  What?  No, no, no - Mokuba.  Calm down.  No sacrificial anything, please.  I’m going to put her on the phone now.  Yes, Rebecca.  Hold on.  Yes.  Yes!  It’s really going to be her.  All right?  Good.”

Yugi shook his head.  “Here you are, Rebecca.  Don’t hurt him too badly.  His ego’s huge, but it’s fragile, too.”

She muttered something under her breath and took the phone from him.  “This is Rebecca,” she said coldly.

“Rebecca!  You beautiful, beautiful person, I…”  Mokuba cleared this throat.  “Hey.  What’s up?”

She rolled her eyes.  “Don’t try that with me.  I want begging.  Or I’m hanging up.”

“I can beg.  Oh, can I beg.  Would you like groveling or Mokuba-bashing or perhaps a nice ‘I will be your slave for all eternity’ monologue?”

“I change my mind.  How about you just say something real - something sincere?”

He sighed.  “Look…  I’m a guy.  And I can also be kind of an idiot.  Think about my role model - I think that, considering my background, I’m about as well-balanced as it’s possible for me to get.  But like I said, I can be an idiot.  I never should have said any of what I did.  It was insensitive.  I’m not going to say I didn’t mean it.  Well, wait, I didn’t.  Not really.  You’re beautiful - babe, you really are.  And I obviously didn’t express that well at all.  I’m attracted to you!  Come on, how can you fault me for that?  I didn’t mean to upset you or hurt you, though.  I truly regret doing that.”

Rebecca was silent for a moment.  “And that’s it?”

Mokuba sighed.  “You told me you wanted sincere.  That’s what I’ve got.  I’m sorry.  There, I’ve apologized.”  He paused.  “Now please love me.”

“Look…”  She sighed.  “Okay, so I have to admit you’re pretty amusing.”

“Yah for Mokuba!”

“Would you please be quiet for a minute?”

“Yes, o mighty blonde one.”

She took in a deep, calming breath.  “This doesn’t mean I totally forgive you.”

“B-but - “

“But I am willing to start over.  All right?”

“I am completely amenable to that suggestion.  Totally.  I’m wonderful, I really am.  Let me prove it.”

“So you’d take me to dinner, then?”

“Or lunch or breakfast, supper, or an afternoon tea.  Name your hour of sustenance intake and I shall be there to drive, pay, and otherwise please you in any way I am instructed.”

“Don’t make me change my mind.”

“Dinner sounds divine.”

“Good.  You’ll call me with the details later?”

“Definitely.  Rebecca, darling, you won’t regret this.  Your world will be a better place with me in it.  I’ll talk to you soon.  Bye.”

She sighed, thinking of Yugi and how even if they had a great time she’d still end up breaking the poor boy’s heart.  “Yeah.  Goodbye.”

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Or is it frets and struts?  *shrugs*  This song makes me want to dance.  Heh.  So I do.  I don't believe in sleep.  La.  I'm going to finish this chapter eventually.  I promise.  Hopefully today is that eventually.  Right.

ILB

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multi-chp. piece, lifestyles-verse, humor, yugioh, fluff, written early-07, romance, sakura arc, author approved, icoe

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