The Laertes/Guildenstern AU ... why do we bother calling it that any longer? ^_~

[ay_my_lord]

*scene--the apartment that Horatio and Rey now share, on a lovely summer day; Horatio has opened a window to catch the sunlight, and he's sitting in the patch of sun, curled up on his beanbag chair. when Rey passes, he'll look up, with a smile* Can I ask you something?

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[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*smile* So you work with her? I didn't know that. What else happened?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

Well, that was it. She didn't even talk to me, she just ... left me a post-it. There was a smilie face on it. *sheepish* I don't know if I even realized it before, but I used to be terrified of this girl. And she left me a post-it with a smilie face on it.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*pokes--then goes to the kitchen to pour them both some lemonade (Horatio's, about a quarter soda)* Maybe she's realized that you're wonderful?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*did he take his lily? then is holding his lily* I ... I don't think so. I sort of ... snapped at her yesterday.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*pauses, startled, in the doorway, a glass in each hand* You snapped at someone? *quiet* What happened?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

It wasn't anything ... *blushblush, looking into the petals* It's just, she noticed my neck, and she started accusing me of sinking my claws into some poor girl, and I had to tell her about us, and I was waiting for her to make something awful out of it ... and I just ... I don't even remember what I said ...

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

Oh-- *puts their glasses down, and goes to hug him* I'm sorry she was awful to you. I'm sorry she's been awful to you, I'm sorry I didn't even realize ...

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*softly-shyly against Horatio's shoulder* It's not that awful ... I'm sorry, if I'm making make a big deal of it ...

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*gently, apologetically* I won't kiss you like that where it shows anymore. I don't want her to make a fuss again.

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

I don't think she will. *sheepish* Her post-it said she was sorry for all the trouble. And to say hello to you ...

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

Oh ... *sillysmile* Does that mean she really is nice, do you think?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*hesitates, not sure, exactly, what he should say* I ... I know she's nice. She's just never been nice to me, before.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*presses his cheek to Rey's, comforting* Then I'm glad. ^______^ Even if it hurt for a while.

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*frowns* Did it hurt?

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

Didn't it hurt, to have her be awful to you?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

I ... I guess. *blushes, looking down* It hurt knowing she thought those kinds of things about me. But that wasn't her fault ... other people told her those things, you know?

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*nuzzles* It doesn't matter what she thought, or what they told her. People say awful things, and hurt good people, and they don't matter ... what matters is, you shouldn't ever think awful things about yourself, especially if they're not true.

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

I thought maybe they were true. *sheepish* And maybe I'd just missed it. I ... I figured that if all these girls that I'd really liked, that I thought I loved, were saying these things after being with me ... I figured it had to be something wrong with me.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

Well, I couldn't ever say anything bad about you ... *softly* You're not going to realize someday that you only thought you loved me, are you?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

If one day you want me to stop loving you, if ... it becomes a nuisance to you, I'll try not to say anything.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

I ... what, Rey? *hurt* It's not a nuisance ...

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*frowning, trying to say it gently* But if someday it is ...

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*quiet* This isn't about Hamlet, is it?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*freezes* Why would it ... ?

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

Because I guess it must have looked like I left him, when he was a nuisance ... and I never meant it to. *looks away, ashamed* I should probably call him more often. He likes it when we talk.