Author's Note: Another chapter, yay! Romeo's very moody and he sighs a lot, so be warned.

Disclaimer: I do not own Heroes or Romeo and Juliet

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"Good morning, Romeo," Benvolio said as they reached him.

Romeo sighed. "Is it really only morning? I thought it was much later." He sighed again.

Matt rolled his eyes.

Romeo finally noticed that Benvolio wasn't the only one there. He looked slightly uneasy and not a little embarrassed by his overly depressed state. "Who're your friends, Ben?"

"Romeo, meet Matt Parkman and Mohinder Suresh."

Hearing Mohinder's name Romeo's eyes widened and he backed away slowly, making the sign of the cross. "An Arab?"

Mohinder forgot all about his man crush on Tybalt and turned to Romeo with a growl. "Why does everyone keep doing that? I'm an Indian! India is technically in Asia! Which makes me an Asian!" He swatted Romeo's hands away. "And I'm not a vampire, you dipshit."

Romeo held his hands up in the universal sign of surrender. "Hey, sorry...what was your name again?"

Mohinder growled low in his throat as Matt looked on in amusement. "I've had enough of these racial slurs," he said through gritted teeth. He turned to Matt. "I'm going to introduce myself to Tybalt. You can do whatever the hell you want. See if I care."

Matt couldn't help but snort as Mohinder walked away. Really, he took everything way too personally.

Benvolio shook his head slightly at Romeo. "Now, cousin, you shouldn't have done that. He and his friend here helped stop a fight before it got out of hand." He sighed in frustration. "Romeo, would you please stop doing that?"

Romeo, caught in the act of staring moodily into the distance, blushed. "What?"

His cousin rolled his eyes. "Just...listen to me, will you?"

Romeo toed the ground with his foot...moodily. "Fine, whatever."

"Would you please stop mooning over Rosaline?" Benvolio said tiredly. Romeo's head snapped up in surprise. Matt tried to hide his amusement at the turn of events with minimal success. "She's out of your reach, cuz, and besides she's related to the Capulets. You know your father would never approve."

Romeo pouted. "I love her! Nothing my father can do or say will ever change that!" He sighed deeply and added, his eyes dreamy, "In sadness, cousin, I do love a woman..."

Matt snorted. Romeo and Benvolio looked at him. He shrugged. "Sorry, that line always gets me," he said. "I mean, of course you're in love with a woman. Who else would you be in love with?"

Romeo tried not to look too guilty. "Um, nobody." He squirmed. "But that's not the point. She's beautiful, and kind, and completely..."

"...out of your reach?" Matt finished. "I know the feeling."

Romeo looked at him thoughtfully. "You do know what I'm talking about, don't you?" He gestured to Benvolio. "Unlike old Ben over there."

"Why does everyone think I'm an idiot?" Benvolio bemoaned to an audience that largely ignored him.

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Mohinder walked right on up to Tybalt and the other Capulets. Tybalt noticed him first (he was always doing this; sometimes he just chose to ignore what he saw). "Hey, you're Mohinder Suresh, right?"

He held out his hand and Mohinder shook it with a smile. Now this was much better. "Mohinder's fine."

Tybalt smiled crookedly. Mohinder didn't feel his heart flutter. He didn't. Well, not much. "Mohinder, then. I'm Tybalt." He gestured at Lord Capulet. "And this is my uncle, Lord Capulet."

Mohinder made a small bow which endeared him to Lord Capulet in a very big way. After all this was one of the men the Prince had bowed to. It made him feel quite important.

"You know, Mohinder, we're having a little party tonight," he said jovially. "Why don't you come along?"

Mohinder agreed readily.

Tybalt clapped him on the back. "Great," he said, grinning. "For now you can come with me. Since you're new in town I thought I'd give you a bit of a tour, introduce you to some of my family, that sort of thing. What do you say?"

Lord Capulet eyed his nephew with appreciation. Sometimes Tybalt could be such a hothead...and then at other times he was very intelligent.

Mohinder was up for anything that would mean more time with Tybalt so again he was very amenable to that suggestion.

"What about your friend?" Tybalt said, gesturing to where Matt was in conversation with Romeo. Benvolio stood nearby, looking bored. Tybalt's lip curled. "I'm sure he'd much rather spend his time with Capulets."

Mohinder shook his head. "He's not my friend. We just kind of found ourselves...stuck together, I suppose you could say."

Tybalt looked at him thoughtfully. "I know where you're coming from. Been there myself." He glanced back at Romeo. "Hell's teeth, he's such an idiot," he said, under his breath.

Mohinder tried not to read too much into that.

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Oooh, can anyone guess where I'm going with this? Probably not, it is a bit too soon. But then again, you're probably much smarter than I am.

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