Never Again
Fandom: Romeo x Juliet
Summary: Hermione is anguished when she realizes that Romeo does not love her. She sits in the middle of the field. Tybalt passes by. Hermione/Tybalt.
Disclaimer: I do not own Romeo x Juliet.
Hermione Borromeo, with her neatly spun blond silky curls, stumbled into the middle of a lush green field, and sat down on the grass. She had run away from Neo Verona. She had long stopped crying when she realized Romeo do not reciprocate to her strong feelings for him.
She loved him, and how caring he was to her. The blonde had run away, holding the first rose that Romeo had ever given her, on their first encounter, courtesy of his father. It was a beautiful pink rose. His deep blue eyes would sparkle in concern when she showed any hint of being sad. But now, he was with Juliet! She crushed the rose in her fist in anguish and buried her face into her hands. She couldn't understand why he would fall in love with her. She thought herself rather attractive, far more than Juliet, who never spent a lot of time on herself. He was her betrothed, the one she had cherished the most.
"Ahem." The sudden sound made her look up and see a young tall raven-haired man in front of her. He tilted his head politely at her and said, "Do you realize that one cannot be out-of-town-limits when Lord Montague has ordered the citizens to not do so? These are dangerous times, and I despise him for this mess." Hermione peered up at the man. She was confused.
"How did you know I was a citizen, sir?"
The man said, "Juliet sent me to find you, when you broke out of Neo Verona a day ago." Hermione lowered her eyes and sighed. She didn't want anything to do with Juliet, even though she was the very hope of Neo Verona, the Crimson Whirlwind. She thought a bit about that and her friends who would be heartbroken when she left, especially…Romeo.
The man swept a strand of hair from his face and waited patiently for her to respond. Hermione finally asked, raising her head to the man, "May I ask who you are?"
"My name is Tybalt. Pleased to make your acquaintance, m'lady." His eyes penetrated through hers with a deep intensity. Hermione broke away from his gaze, blushing slightly and then looked back up.
"I-I'm Hermione, long- time fiancée to Romeo." She said her tone remorseful as she finished her sentence. If Juliet wasn't there for him, she could have married Romeo, she thought. A flicker of comprehension came to Tybalt's eyes. "Ah, my brother… " Tybalt said. "He would always gallop away in that magnificent horse of his, Cielo."
Hermione was shocked. "You're Romeo's brother..?
"Certainly," Tybalt half-smiled, although it didn't seem to quite reach his eyes.
"He never told me that." Hermione said.
Now that she had come to think of it, Romeo never really confided in her truly and told anything about his family. Well, she knew that Romeo's father was the Duke of this village and was a tyrant to the people of Neo Verona. He just didn't share his feelings with her. Her hands balled into tight fists, and she ducked her head. There was the crunching sound of Tybalt's boots stepping on grass, as he walked over to Hermione. Hermione was staring through the field, her eyes sad.
"Is something wrong, Hermione?"
She shook her head, and then burst out, "Why did Romeo have to love Juliet! He could've have loved me…" Tybalt looked a bit taken aback at her outburst and then she felt her arm go gently around her shoulders. "Juliet and Romeo were meant to be together, Hermione. Fate chose them to be, and Cielo recognizes that too."
