Rain. What perfect weather for my predicament.

I looked up at the night sky, almost hoping that the rain would come down even harder, and I would drown and not have to deal with what was going on. Or maybe, the dirt road below me would get so wet that a sinkhole would open up and carry me down.

No, I thought, quickly shaking my head.

I frowned. Even thinking of such things proved that I was nowhere near ready for what would come. I was too selfish, and even more juvenile. Thatwas my tragic flaw. Maybe it was because my father spoiled me to no end, or that my mother was always daydreaming. Maybe it was because I was an only child, or because everyone in Trampoli loved me.

I blinked back tears. Almost everyone in Trampoli loved me.

That reminded me once again of the fact that I had some important matters to discuss, so I quickly went on my way to the Sunshine Inn, also known as the home of my ex-boyfriend.

I walked through the muddy road to the Business District, and breathed a sigh of relief that the Business District was the only part of town that had cobblestone roads. It was late at night, but I knew he would be awake. I knew him more than I wanted to.

The lights were still on at the inn, so I just pushed open the unlocked door. Eunice, the owner and my ex's older sister, jumped as she saw me, as though she had seen a ghost. I loosened my heavy cloak a bit, and tried not to cry.

"Leona!" Eunice cried. "It's one in the morning! What's the matter?"

"I'd like to talk to your brother," I said, keeping my brave face. I couldn't stand to say his name.

"I thought you…" she started to say.

"Please," I said, biting down on my lip every chance I got. "It's…kind of urgent."

"All right," Eunice said gently. "Why don't you sit down? Oh, and you're all wet, poor thing! Do you want me to take your cloak?"

"No, thank you," I replied, looking down. "I'd prefer to leave it on." With that, Eunice went upstairs to her brother's room.

I sat down in an armchair by the fire, and once I could tell that Eunice was far enough away, I started to cry. I needed to let it all out before they came back down the stairs. But those tears alone weren't nearly enough to let out what I was feeling.

Eventually, I heard footsteps come slowly down the stairs, and I felt sick to my stomach. Despite that, I turned my head.

There he was…I hadn't seen him in months, and he looked like a wreck. His thick, brown hair, which was usually clean and combed, was messy, dirty, and in my opinion, he badly needed a haircut. Instead of covering himself like a normal human being, he only wore boxers, and ill-fitting ones at that. And I could smell him from a mile away: sweat and alcohol. I couldn't believe that I had once thought that I was in love with him.

I was suddenly overcome with rage, and I didn't feel like crying at all. I got up from my chair, and glared at him. He also looked shocked, but then, his expression turned to one I couldn't quite read.

"Well, well," he said. "Look who it is! It's Juliet, coming to try and win back her Romeo! Honestly, Leona, I didn't even imagine that you'd be kicked out of the most famous theater troupe in Norad so quickly! What did you d-?" Before he could finish the sentence, I ran straight toward him, grabbed his shoulders, and pushed him as hard as I could. He fell, and luckily, he stayed there and remained completely vulnerable.

"Never pick a fight with a trained Earthmate, Leif," I growled. "Especially not when you're drunk."

"I'm not dr-" he attempted to lie, but I cut off his sentence by making him cry out in pain, as a direct result of me kicking him in the crotch as hard as I could.

"You've already been enough of a jerk," I told him. "Coming back from vacation and bringing in that woman from out of town…you think I'll be made a fool of again?"

"She's gone," Leif groaned, obviously in a great deal of pain. "And at least…she wasn't so possessi-" That time, I went for the same spot, but with a stomp instead of a kick.

"Possessive?" I asked, not lifting my foot. "That's hardly an insult compared to what you are! I could call you a liar, or a cheater, or scum, or…" I finally looked at him straight in the face. His expression was one of horrible pain, and there were tears rolling down his pale cheeks. I rolled my eyes, and lifted my foot off him.

"Thank God," he muttered, slowly standing up.

"You're pathetic," I told him, starting to walk away.

"Well," he replied. "You haven't been threatened with sterilization by an unlicensed 'doctor's' foot."

That sentence made me stop in my tracks. I felt the tears coming, but I refused to let them fall.

"Well," I told him, keeping my head down. "It…it wouldn't be a…a bad idea t-to…have that done." I couldn't hold my tears back any longer.

"Oh, God!" he shouted. "Now you're crying? I didn't lay a hand on you, you hurt me!" He paused. "Leona, I don't want to be in a committed relationship right now. I'm just not ready." I quickly turned around, feeling angry again.

"Really?" I asked. "Well, are you ready for this?" I quickly removed my cape, and dropped it to the floor.

We were silent, and I waited for a response. When I felt like I had waited too long, I grabbed his hand, and held it so he was touching my stomach. Then, I felt it, and he must have as well, because he quickly pulled his hand away, and looked at me, an expression of horror on his face.

"Please," he said, his eyes wide. "Tell me that you just have the hiccups."

"I wish I had the hiccups," I replied. "Instead, I thought I'd show you what became of your 'gift' from four months ago."

"No…" he whispered, running his hand through his hair.

"Funny how you mentioned my theatrical almost-debut," I said. "Because they didn't fire me…I quit. I did my research, and according to every source I looked at, there has never been a pregnant Juliet in the entire history of The Royal Players of Norad, and I didn't want to be the first. Besides, I didn't want to insult Juliet's character." I picked up my cloak, put it back on, and headed for the door. "Goodbye, Leif."

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"I'm going home," I replied.

"To the capital?" he asked.

"No," I told him. "To the farm." I opened the door.

"Your father," Leif said quietly. "He's going to kill you." I turned around, and smiled at him.

"No," I replied. "He's going to kill you, and I'll be there to watch. Goodbye, Leif."

I walked out of the inn, and into the rain. I started to walk home, pleased with myself. I couldn't wait until Dad beat the crap out of Leif!

However, something much different was in store…for both of us.

First, I'd like to clear something up: no, Leif and Leona are not brother and sister. In the game, if Raguna and his wife (in this case, Mist) have a baby girl, then Turner and Rita will have a boy, and vice versa.

Good, now I can talk about other things! As you know, I am really ADD when it comes to stories, and I work on whichever one I feel like, depending on my mood.

So basically, this is basically Leona's "Teenage Stupidity". However, the plot will be much different, aside from the whole accidental pregnancy thing, and the fact that Leif and Leona are in their early twenties. Also, I thought it would be a good idea to write about some non-OCs for a change. And this plot just came to me!

And don't worry about my other stories! They will be updated!