So it's the day of the rewrite meeting (AKA Monday) and everybody can have their say in any suggestions that the kids throw around. Everybody who was there anyway... To those like Horohoro, Ren, and Pirika who couldn't make it, the director will tell them about the new script and give them the rewrite. The original play isn't very much after this, so if you were in it for the original, I suggest you leave. This whole story was a rewrite, so I don't know why you're reading it if so.

MankinFan: Yes, it is a bit of an AU. Should I put that in the summary, or do you guys find it unneccessary now?

At the meeting...

"So, I think that we should have Romeo and his friends attend the Capulet ball, not for Romeo's sake, but for Mercutio's desire to see Rosaline and Romeo to have a chance to meet someone new." Yoh said.

"All in favor?" Dr. Thespian asked.

"I." the group chanted.

"All opposed?"

"..."

"So that will be an idea to be rewritten." the director said, taking it down on notepaper.

"At the ball, Romeo doesn't fall for Juliet, but someone very close to her. Would Paris be okay?" the brunette asked.

"All in favor?"

This answer was slightly hesitant, but it came.

"I." the group said.

"All opposed?"

"..."

"Another idea to be rewritten, however, that is a very big plot twist. Will you be able to rewrite the script while incorperating everybody else's thoughts?" the Drama teacher asked.

"It's no problem. I know what to do." Yoh said. "Just give me a copy of that sheet of paper and consider it done."

Nodding, Dr. Thespian gave him the paper before turning to the rest of the cast.

"Alright, Yoh will tell us when he is done with the rewritten script so we can rehearse for it the next day. I don't care when you come, as long as you come on the days I call you and don't come theey days I say don't come." he said. "Dismissed!"

The shaman fighter sighed as he stood up. He headed home with Anna, the silence peaceful. When they arrived at the front door, they pulled off their shoes and found Pirika and Horohoro in the living room, they were waiting to greet them. The elder of the two having his little sister nurse his black eye.

"Hey guys!" Horohoro said.

"Hey you." the brunette replied. "How was the fight?"

"It was good. A got hit here and there, but I won!" the ice shaman said. "How was the meeting?"

"Nothing much. Changes here and there about what they didn't like about the script." Yoh said.

He was eyeing Anna so she wouldn't give anything away, and to his surprise...

"Ah. Not a lot was changed. Most of the actors loved the real play." she said. "Yoh. Get to rewriting it. I want to rehearse at latest, the day after tomorrow."

"Alright, alright." Yoh said. "I'll get right to it."

"We'd better head home ourselves seeing that you're home now." Pirika said. "We'll see you on Wednsday then."

She stood up her beaten older brother and they smiled.

"Bye Yoh, bye Anna." they said.

The lazy shaman and his fiancee waved them off and closed the door behind them. Yoh turned to the Kyoya, rubbing the back of his head.

"Thanks Anna." he said. "I don't know what would have happened if they knew how I was going to change up the script."

"Whatever." Anna said, lying down to watch TV. "Just hurry up and finish up the script. I'll give you a break later to make dinner in half an hour and eat."

Yoh smiled lightly and sighed, the predictions he had of his own future didn't seem very forgiving.

I'd better enjoy one of my last days of living...Ren's probably going to kill me if he know I rewrote it.

--

"How was your trip Renny-chan?"

"Don't call me that! After what I went through..." Ren said. "I was tortured enough this weekend."

"Oh?" Jun asked. "I thought you would have fun. Father is much nicer now."

Her younger brother twitched slightly.

"It wasn't very enjoyable due to the fact that he tried to smother me once again. Not to mention he destroyed the next Go board. I survived, but not without a scratch." The Chinese shaman said, wincing at the pain in his leg. "Aside from that, it's not what I wanted to say. What were you doing that forced me to fly to China? Surely it had to be significant."

The smile that his sister left him with confused him to no end when he took a chance at trying to read her face.

"It's something little boys like you don't need to know about until you were older." his sister said.

Ren looked at her, his fierce glare thoughtful. Click, click, click. A light blush dusted his cheeks as a line of illustrations emptied the rest of his thoughts out of his head.

"Unbelievable..." he said, looking at her. "Y-you..."

"What?" Jun asked. "Ren?"

He was lost in his own train of thoughts, many he didn't want to see that were induced from her vague words. Ren couldn't take the images of his own mind and collapsed from the heat rushing to his face.

"Tao Jun? What happened to Tao Ren?" Pyron asked, putting down the baggage.

"I don't know actually." Jun said. "I was just teasing him and he collapsed. I guess he thinks planning weddings is that embarressing."

The Kyonshii looked at her skeptically.

"What exactly did you say to him?"

The grass haired Tao thought a bit before answering.

"'It's something little boys like you don't need to know about until you're older.'"

Her guardian sighed with exasperation.

"No wonder..." he said. "He looks like he found out too much."

"Let's go home." Jun said, oblivious. "He'll wake up."

"Hai." Pyron said, picking up her little brother.

--

Tuesday...

"Hey Ren?"

"Yeah?"

"There's a rehearsal today afterschool. You were in China so I couldn't call that far without being punished. See ya in the auditorium."

"Ah. I heard it on the announcements. No need to call me for that, Ainu-baka. Bye." Ren said. He clicked his phone shut and sighed. "Damn Ainu and his dragging me to the play."

Tuesday Afterschool...

"Okay, I'm here." Ren said.

He looked around at the cast members, surprised at the range of their emotions. Some of the girls were staring at Horohoro and him with light blushes on their cheeks, Horohoro's blank looking one, Anna's emotionless mask, Yoh's carefree smile, and Dr. Thespian's excited face.

"Here's the rewritten script." he said, giving the Chinese a collection of papers. "We only have time to practice scene 1, so let's get started. Romeo, you're up first on stage with Benvolio and Mercutio, sneaking into the Capulet ball."

Rolling his eyes, Ren tossed his shirt and shoved on the outfit Romeo wore. Yoh, Ren, and an African American boy, probably a newer actor, got on the stage. The Benvolio actor held out his hands to Yoh and Ren.

"Hey! I'm Chocolove!" he said. "Nice ta meet'cha."

Ren shook his hand and Yoh did also, yet with a smile. They heard a snap and turned to the castle that was on the set.

"I thank you, my friends for accompanying me to the Capulet ball." Yoh said. "For I would have no courage to see Rosaline if I were to face her alone."

"Tis no problem, cousin." Ren said, reading off the script. "But you will owe me a favor when it ends."

"Harsh you are, Mercutio." Chocolove said. "Let us hurry, before the ball ends without us."

Yoh nodded and walked into the castle. They blended in almost perfectly, aside from the fact that they were the only ones who didn't dance. Somewhere in the middle, Yoh stopped and told them he would break off to dance with a sitting Rosaline. That left Ren and Chocolove alone, and soon the African American found a green haired dance partner, leaving the Romeo actor alone to sit on the sidelines. Ren flipped through the script to the page they were acting on and read the next lines he would have to speak. It just happened to be with Horohoro.

"You're not going to dance?"

Ren looked up to see Horohoro, dressed to impress, smiling at him.

B-bmp

Ah, I'm supposed to glare at him.

The Chinese shaman glared fiercely at him, the Ainu still smiling.

"Not going to dance are you? Montague?"

Be surprised.

Ren feigned a gasp and his glare became more intense.

"Don't worry. I won't give the three of you away." Horohoro said, extending his hand hesitantly. "Besides, that wouldn't be fun, now would it?"

Ren or Horohoro hadn't read this far, so they took out their scripts and read it through to the next page. His golden eyes narrowed when he read a line that he didn't like... And the Ainu's widened immensely.

"WHAT?! I'M SUPPOSED TO DANCE WITH AINU-BAKA?!"

"HEY!" Dr. Thespian yelled. "What's going on? What are you doing to the stage?"

"I WILL NOT SUFFER THIS HUMILIATION!!" Ren yelled.

"I'VE HAD ENOUGH TOO! WHO REWROTE THE SCRIPT!! I WILL NOT FALL FOR HIM IN THIS FREAKING PLAY!" Horohoro added. "THIS IS RIDICULOUS!"

"Calm down!" Yoh and Chocolove said, restraining the two.

Ren swung his kwan dao at the director angrily, missing him by inches before it was caught in his hand.

"Now, you shouldn't have this at school, but as my Romeo, but I'll make you an exception. Calm down, my Paris, I'm sure your grades are already on the borderline of passing, I don't need to talk to you. Remember what they can do to your future."

It's for Pirika's future...I have to do it for her.

He bopped both of them with a spare script, angering Ren further, Horohoro just hanging his head.

"I'LL KILL WHOEVER DARES MOCK ME!" he screamed.

Yoh's face paled into a blank white and he nearly let go of Ren. The Drama teacher waved a finger in front of the Chinese's face.

"Well, Ren-kun, my Romeo." he said. "I hear you're getting a 4.0 GPA. That's wonderful, but I wonder what your father would say if it suddenly dropped to a 3.33..."

Shock was written all over the Tao's face, but it disappeared as he grit his teeth together.

"You know very well this is extra credit for people who participate for history, but not so much extra credit because it is part of your class participation, which is fifty percent of your grade. If that suddenly went to a zero, you would get an F."

Damn... this is blackmail. I'll be sure to wipe him off the face of the planet once I graduate. The Tao thought, viciously. I'll make sure his death will be horrible...

He relaxed slightly at his own murderous thoughts, putting his kwan dao away.

"I have a permit for this weapon, so I'm allowed to wield or carry it anywhere." he said, folding it up. "Let me go Yoh. Let's get this over with..."

"Alright everybody, back to the ball." Dr. Thespian said. "Now my Paris, calm down or this won't go anywhere."

"Tch. Like he said, let's get on with it." Horohoro said.

They both retched out of the grips of their restraints and went back to their places.

"Begin."

Ren took Horohoro's extended hand and danced with him around the room. They were both blushing profusedly as Horohoro lead; from anger or embarressment, it was hard to tell.

B-bmp

"What brings you an enemy's celebration?" the Ainu asked.

"A friend of mine." Ren replied quietly. "He wished to see the maiden Rosaline."

"Ah, but that does not explain why you are here."

"If that is the real question, then I have no answer."

"An undecided are we?" Horohoro said, as Paris. "Shall I decide for you?"

Ren's blush deepened as the snowboarder's character openly flirted with him.

"I'm afraid you already are." the younger complained. "I am not leading this dance."

They instanly pulled apart as the orchestra, band students playing their instruments, ended the song and the crowd clapped. The clock chimed twelve and Pirika stepped out from the curtains of a balcony.

"It seems my younger sister has come to join the ball." Paris said.

"She looks beautiful." Romeo lied.

She had a pout on her face and a hint of irritation and anger in her eyes. Apparently she wasn't that happy about the rewrite either.

"CUT!" Dr. Thespian yelled. "Alright, you did wonderful. The damage you did to the set wasn't too bad, so we'll be able to continue. Tomorrow we'll practice scenes 2, 3, and 4. They're all very short and are where Juliet, Romeo, and Paris sing of what's on their mind."

Ren, who was halfway through stripping his costume froze.

"SINGING?!"

--

When Ren got home...

"Mother? Would you send me a box of lethal poisons?"

Now, I'm not really gonna torture Ren like that, so I'm going to skip through that part and onto their real thoughts, not their play character thoughts.