Disclaimer- I don't own KWM or Romeo and Juliet
In Atalanta and in a grocery store
"I hold up my middle finger, sir; but not at you, sir." A servant of the Walker household said while walking by. Two other fellows backed him up.
"Are you trying to pick a fight with us, sir?" An Ayuzawa servant looked away from the apples and asked. Another servant was beside him and placed some green peppers wrapped in a plastic grocery bag into the shopping cart.
"No, sir; but we are as able as you are."
"No, we are better." Another servant of the Walker house corrected his comrade.
"Can you back up that claim?" Taunted the Ayuzawa servant.
They fight
"Delinquents, quit fighting in public! You know not what you do! Do you not realizing the inconvenience you are creating for other shoppers or the store itself! Do you not realized that you have cost both houses a fortune by using the fresh produce as weapons!"
"Ahh, Ayuzawa Misaki, using violence as a solution as always. Punching people and tossing them like ragdolls just to make them stop fighting. Ironic isn't it?"
"Shut it, Gerard Walker. You are as aware as I that this fight is wrong in its entirety."
"You just like to show off your skills, so that no one will bother you." Gerard mocked luring Misaki into his trap.
They fight
Sirens blared from the outside of the grocery story.
"Hands to yourself!" Yelled a police officer as if he were talking to kindergarteners. The senior officer walked in with baton in his hand and beated the arms of anyone who was fighting anyone.
"If you dare disrupt the peace again, there will be consequences. Go home and tell your masters that.
In Ayuzawa Household
Misaki dismissed the servants when they arrived at the Ayuzawa estate. It was different from the properties of other wealthy people. Her great-great grandparents had bought a good part of forest in a deal and cleared it. At the time they didn't have much only a small business and property. Overtime the small cottage they lived in became a two story concrete house, and now it was a three story house with a balcony, porch, garden, and a basement. It wasn't a mansion though. The Ayuzawa's were cautious in their spending and were aware that their wealth at any point could disappear into thin air at any time. With this in mind the family saved up money for emergencies and didn't fling their money around, but they did invest a lot in education. For as long as anyone could remember every child of the Ayuzawa family had been home schooled.
"Misaki!" A middle aged man rushed out of the house in formal attire and hugged her. He tucked her head into his chest and protectively placed his hand on her head just to make sure she was real.
"Are you okay?" Her mother climbed down the porch steps in a simple summer dress. A look of concern painted on her face.
"Ya, I'm fine. I kinda got into a fight that Gerard drew me into. It was my fault for being rash and naive, but the servants… The tension between both houses is as strong as it was 143 years ago. Where's Suzuna?"
"Trying to win those assortment packages for the orphanage. I'll go inform the servants of the consequences if this happens again." Her father informed and reluctantly let go of his daughter.
"I'm going to go clean up. " Misaki said and tried to walk off, but her mother grabbed her shoulder.
"Don't forget your flute teacher is coming over at 2:00." Misaki's mother Minako said sternly. Misaki sighed, and her mother tagged on, "It was part of our deal. You learn the flute and you get martial arts class right afterwards."
"Yes, Mom." Misaki replied with a backbone of politeness as she climbed up the porch steps and opened the door.
"I'm home." Misaki called out.
"Okay, sis!" Suzuna yelled from her room.
Little did Misaki know that outside her parents were planning a surprise for her.
In the Walker Household
The Walkers were the opposite of the Ayuzawa's. They didn't originate from pioneers. They had royal blood from England, but now they were considered distant relatives to the Duke; nonetheless, they still were wealthy and deserved respect. The Walker Household maintained the same social status as the Ayuzawas, but they weren'tknown quite as well to the public especially since they didn't attend so many charity events. They keep to themselves for the most part. Like other people with money, they spent it on extravagant merchandise; and they homeschooled both children.
"Gerard Walker!" *Slap "Young man, what do you think you were doing fighting those dirty Ayuzawas! Look your father in the eye! When I say go see if my suit is finished, I don't mean go into the grocery store and join a riot! Go to your room, and you are forbidden to go outside of the property for the next three days."
"Yes, father." Gerard replied solemnly to the man with slick black hair, a shaved face, and navy blue eyes. He felt a bit frustrated by the fact that he never got to tell his side of the story.
"Wait, Gerard." A middle aged woman with wavy blonde hair placed a handle gently only his shoulder.
"Yes, Mother?" The son that was a spitting image of his father replied to the lady in a flowery dress.
"Takumi hasn't left his room yet. Would you mind checking on him for me? I don't know why, but one day he's in the library reading; and the next he's locked himself in his room with the curtains drawn. I feel like he'll tell you what's wrong if his parents aren't right there."
"Alright," replied Gerard as he placed his hand on the stair railing and began to climb up the grand staircase.
Knocks on Takumi's door
"Hey Takumi, it's me Gerard."
"Come in." Replied a voice from inside. Gerard turned the doorknob of the white door and pushed it open. He was greeted to the sight of a dark room with a fourteen year old boy laying on his back on his bed. Trying to summon the protective big brother inside of him, Gerard took a seat at the edge of his brother's bed. Takumi didn't look at his brother; he just stared at the drawn white curtains.
"Uhh, what's wrong." Gerard asked and laid down on the bed hoping to meet his brother's eyes instead of his mop of blonde hair.
"Hmm" was all that came from his mouth.
"I won't tell Mom and Dad."
"Hmm" was the only response once more.
"I'll return your favorite stuffed animal from three years ago." Gerard said in an attempt to bribe the answer out of him. Takumi turned in his head to his brother. With piercing green eyes and a flat tone he spoke.
"Ahh so that was you." Takumi turned his head to the ceiling and began his tale.
"Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs."
"Eh?" Gerard rose an eyebrow completely confused."
"She left me."
"Rosaline, the girl with the red hair in a braid and a fiery temper?"
"Ya, her." Takumi replied in a dreamy way.
"I told you she was after your money and nothing else. Your looks too. You're a chick magnet." Gerard commented. The soft aura radiating from Takumi died and was replaced by a dark, protective wall.
Sensing the change in the atmosphere and the fact that he was treading on thin ice, Gerard wondered out loud, "You know… I've been through the same situation, but would we have to deal with girlfriends who are secretly gold diggers if they already had money. What if" Gerard stopped deep in thought.
"What if what?" Takumi pressed facing his brother. Dark blue eyes locked with a pool of curious emerald orbs.
"If there was a girl out there who didn't want money, but only cared about how much you loved her."
"Ha," whispered Takumi. "That stuff only happens in fairytales."
"Wanna bet?" Gerard challenged.
"Sure, no way is there a girl who doesn't care about looks or cash." Takumi said nonchalantly.
"I'm sure there is. There too many people in the world to not have at least one good girl."
"Can I have Flufferto back now?" Takumi asked.
"You named that thing?"
"My payment." Takumi said once more.
"Ya, ya."
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A/N: The setting is in a made up place called Atalanta, but it takes place in the real world in this century. I'm basing this off of Romeo and Juliet changing a couple things so Usui and Misaki are not OC. The plot may be a bit different too. I'm also trying to slip in phrases from the play too. Btw Rosaline is Romeo's first love in the actual play. I have two other stories too. I started this one since it has been on my mind, and I love Shakespeare. More reviews=faster chapters
Thank you for reading!