I don't own Air Gear or Air Gear the Musical.

Romeo and Juliet are from the Air Gear Musicals and so are Hamlet, Macbeth and Puck. All of them are guys. I wrote this after I opened my mouth and said I would write about them. So here it is! It took me a good time to think of what to write but finally I got it.

ALSO THEY ARE GOING TO BE TEN YEARS OLD AND WILL GET OLDER AS THE STORY GROWS

AND YES JULIET IS ALSO A GUY.

It was the first day at school and Romeo was not at all happy about going. First of all his parents had refused to change his name to Romeo. He liked the name Romeo and there was no way he was going to stop calling himself that.

Heading into the classroom he took his seat and looked around. There was barely anyone there. Well there was about fifthteen minutes before class so he might as well try to make some new friends.

Right as he was getting up he heard something going on in the hall. Just as he poked his head out he saw another boy about his age run past him. There was four boys chasing him. Well, that wasn't nice and so he gave chase.

"Leave me alone!" cried the boy who was being chased.

The other boys laughed and continued to chase him. The boy went around the corner as he tried to get away from them. All he had to do was get to the office and he'll be safe. Then suddenly one of the older boys came out of nowhere and pushed him back.

"AH!"

"We got you now pretty boy!"

The small boy began to fill up his lungs to scream for help when suddenly the one guy who was holding him let go and fell in a heap on the floor next to him. Not sure what was going on the boy crawled away to hide behind a trash can.

Romeo was having a little trouble fighting off the other boys but somehow mange and soon they were running away . Laughing and doing a pose he called after them.

"Ha ha! I, Romeo, have beaten you cowardly dogs and sent you back to your masters!"

Turning on his heels he saw the boy he saved sneaking away from him.

The boy was just about to crawl onto a class room when all of a sudden a voice asked him what he was doing. Looking to the side he jumped. That guy was on the floor next to him and fallowing him.

"What? I don't get a thank you?" Romeo asked as he stood up.

"Oh, um… thank you… um?"

"Romeo."

"Like in Romeo & Juliet…?"

"Yup! Please to meet you- hey where are you going?"

Romeo reached out and grabbed the boy by the back of the shirt. The other had made a quick attempt to run away or should we say crawl away.

"Ah! Please don't hurt me!"

"I'm not going to hurt you! Geez… anyway what's your name?"

"I'm (insert any name you like here)." he said softly.

"Nice to meet you. Now tell why where those guys where chasing you?"

"Oh… it's because I'm in drama class…."

"That's all?"

"Well, I'm also in cooking class…"

"And again, that's all?"

The boy frowned the next thing he didn't feel like telling so he asked a question instead.

"What do I look like to you?"

Romeo thought this was a silly thing to ask but answered anyway. This person might as well be his first friend.

"A boy crawling around on the floor."

"Huh…?"

"What?"

"You-you knew I was a boy?"

"No, I thought you where a happy fairy here to grant my wish, of course I knew you were a boy!"

The boy winced. "Sorry, usually people think I'm a girl at first glance."

"What? Nah," Romeo sat down next to him. "So, I'm new here. Want to show me around?"

"I can't."

"Why not?"

The boy sighed and pointed to the clock on the wall. "We're late for class."

"…" Romeo stayed silent and then grabbed the boy by his arm and pretty much drag him along. "Hurry! Or we'll be in more trouble!"

"Wait! I'm in class A-2!"

"Really? So am I!" Romeo burst into the room and the teacher looked at him in shock. Letting go of his friends arm he jumped onto the table.

"Forgive our lateness! We were attacked by villains and-"

"Ah, you must be Romeo…" Said the teacher. "Your mother told me all about you. Take your seats."

"As you wish fair lady."

The class giggled and the teacher looked like she wanted to go home. Something told her this new boy was going to give her a handful.

Romeo walked down the rows of chairs and noticed his new friend sat right in front of him. It must be faith that they meet he was sure of it. Half way through the class some of those boys from earlier started throwing paper ball at his new friend.

The boy was ducking from the papers and only hoped that he could just get the day over with. He moved his head as a paper ball hit his cheek. It didn't hurt but it felt funny. Just then one of his bullies let out a yelp that made everyone turn.

"What happened?" the teacher asked.

"I don't know," the guy said. "It felt like something hit me… like a small ball or something."

The teacher shook her head and just as she turned about the other boy yelped. The third one cried out. What was going on? Were they pulling something?

"Hey," Romeo whispered. The boy looked behind him to see a smiling Romeo who was holding a bouncy ball. "Watch."

Romeo waited for the woman to look away and then is one quick moved three the small blue ball. It hit one of the boys and came back to his hand as he hide it under his shirt.

in front the boy was surprised. What an amazing skill. For a second he wonder if Romeo could show him how do that.

Later at lunch he showed Romeo around the whole school. After telling where everything was they headed for the stage. Both were talking excitingly about the drama department. When they got there the watched the high schoolers acted out a play and much to Romeo's delight it was Romeo & Juliet it.

Both Romeo and the boy watched happily and made comments about the acting. Then it got to the part where the two lover meet and…

"Well that sucked!" Romeo said.

"I know… you think they would act with more passion and hold each other closer, huh?"

"You read Romeo & Juliet?"

"My favorite! I also read all the other books by William Shakespeare."

"The man was a genius, but these idiots shame the story."

"I agree."

They watched more and at some point the began to think that Romeo was going to do something that would most likely get them in trouble. Before that could happen the drama teacher left to get something the students took a break and the ones playing Romeo & Juliet began to argue about their lines and how both thought it should be done.

"Hey, Romeo, maybe we should go." said the boy. "Class will start again soon."

"You go a head." Romeo stood up and started walking to the stage.

The boy gasped and ran up to him. "What are you doing?" he said quietly.

"I'm just going to tell them something."

Hopping on the stage and the boy fallowing him. Just as his friend was about to stop him he clapped his hands to get their attention.

"Actors, actors!" Romeo said. "I wish to speak with you."

The drama teacher was just coming back and was going to tell the two little children to leave when the one who was wearing a cape spoke catching his interest.

"When you play your role you must erase yourselves," Romeo started. "You must become your character and feel their emotions. Think of how they felt at that time and what they where going through. How it must of felt to find your one true love and behold! The faith of not being able to happy together because your families hate each other!"

The older students watched as the little brat walked around telling them these things. The other boy stayed quite and listened to him. The drama teacher was impressed to hear such thing from this kid. It was as if he was veteran of Shakespeare's plays. He got a real kick out of what he said next.

"And you two!" Romeo pointed his finger at the main actors of the play. "You lack passion, grace, and most of all, what kind of lovers pull away from each other? You supposed to leave sadly and not wanting to let go! It shames me, to see such a Romeo & Juliet!"

Well, that made the two mad

"You little brat! You think you could do better?" yelled the girl.

"Think? Dear girl, I know!"

"Really?" said the guy. "Then let's see you act out the part!"

"I will!"

Romeo walked over to the fake bush and hid in it. Since there was no one on the balcony he had to pretend he was talking to his own Juliet. Okay he didn't have one but he would one day! Till then he only use he picture perfect Juliet, the one he had made up along time ago. Taking a calming breathe he let himself become Romeo… the one born from Shakespeare.

The boy who had been with him had seen the sudden change in the way Romeo looked moved and acted and was entranced. He had never seen someone so into the role. There was a pull as him to join in on this beautiful story that was Romeo & Juliet.

Romeo looked up at the fake balcony window and pictured his Juliet coming out to stand there and began to speak.

"But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?It is the east, and Juliet is the , fair sun, and kill the envious moon,Who is already sick and pale with grief,That thou her maid art far more fair than she:Be not her maid, since she is envious;Her vestal livery is but sick and greenAnd none but fools do wear it; cast it is my lady, O, it is my love!O, that she knew she were!"

The boy could hardly take it. He slowly walked backstage.

"She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?Her eye discourses; I will answer it.I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,Having some business, do entreat her eyesTo twinkle in their spheres till they if her eyes were there, they in her head?The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heavenWould through the airy region stream so brightThat birds would sing and think it were not , how she leans her cheek upon her hand!O, that I were a glove upon that hand,That I might touch that cheek!"

As Romeo stopped speaking he realized he wouldn't be able to finish. Luckily he back was facing the actors and they didn't see he face. It was then that they all got a shock."Ay me!" Came a voice from the fake window.

Romeo looked up in surprised and smiled. His friend was there to play the part of Juliet! With out delay he continued.

"She speaks:O, speak again, bright angel! for thou artAs glorious to this night, being o'er my headAs is a winged messenger of heavenUnto the white-upturned wondering eyesOf mortals that fall back to gaze on himWhen he bestrides the lazy-pacing cloudsAnd sails upon the bosom of the air."

Romeo couldn't believe it. The way he was speaking was to wonderful. "O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?Deny thy father and refuse thy name;Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,And I'll no longer be a Capulet."

"Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?" "'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;Thou art thyself, though not a 's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,Nor arm, nor face, nor any other partBelonging to a man. O, be some other name!What's in a name? that which we call a roseBy any other name would smell as sweet;So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,Retain that dear perfection which he owesWithout that title. Romeo, doff thy name,And for that name which is no part of theeTake all myself."

What was going on? He had done Juliet's lines before but never like this. He only said them when no one was there and now saying them here with Romeo was so, so passionate.

"I take thee at thy word:Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;Henceforth I never will be Romeo."

"What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in nightSo stumblest on my counsel?"

"By a nameI know not how to tell thee who I am:My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,Because it is an enemy to thee;Had I it written, I would tear the word."

"My ears have not yet drunk a hundred wordsOf that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?"

"Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike."

"How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,And the place death, considering who thou art,If any of my kinsmen find thee here."

"With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;For stony limits cannot hold love out,And what love can do that dares love attempt;Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me."

"If they do see thee, they will murder thee."

Murder? No, he didn't want that to happen to Romeo!

"Alack, there lies more peril in thine eyeThan twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,And I am proof against their enmity."

"I would not for the world they saw thee here."

"I have night's cloak to hide me from their sight;And but thou love me, let them find me here:My life were better ended by their hate,Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love."

The drama teacher was overwhelmed about these two as they talked. It was as if the Romeo and Juliet had walked right out of the script and had relived their lives on this stage. They way they talked together and the way they looked at each other and the changing emotions on their faces when something would happen and they way they moved. He was sad when the suddenly stopped.

"Wonderful!" The drama singer said as he clapped "Even though they didn't finish, it was perfect! Gather around I want to talk to you all!"

The students didn't seem happy about it but they couldn't hide the fact they also liked the act.

Romeo stood there looking up at the balcony. Up there the other looked down on him. They stood just watching. Slowly Romeo lifted his hand up, holding out his hand. The other slowly came down the ladder, their eyes never breaking, and placed his hand in Romeo's.

"Juliet…" Romeo breath out. "I finally found you…"

"Romeo…" he was pulled into a embrace. They stayed like that not hearing the ramblings of the drama teacher in the background. They pulled back looking into each others eyes. Amazing, was the only word for this. They held hands as they looked at each other, when the drama teacher called to them.

"You, boy what's your name?"

"My name? Sir you've already know it."

"I do?"

"My name is Romeo and this is-"

"I know who he is after all he's in my after noon class, isn't that right-?"

"Juliet." the boy said.

"Huh?"

"My name… is Juliet."

Juliet smiled as Romeo lifted his hand, placing a kiss upon it.

Well, there we go. The first chapter of the story.

With great love

Lady Kitara