I just want to make one thing clear: Minion doesn't eat fish because I don't see him as that kind of animal, but that doesn't mean he's a vegetarian!

Okay, so what inspired this chapter? A Cinderella Story, High School Musical (just a tiny bit), and duh, Romeo and Juliet. This is the first time I give Megamind an actual name! And thanks for the reviews so far!

As Metro Man continued scanning for Roxanne, his eyes fell upon some masked man dancing around wildly beside a girl in an angel costume. He had to admit, his moves were impressive and the girl seemed to enjoy them, but something about them was familiar, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

After a few more songs, Roxanne was feeling exhausted and Megamind suggested they take a walk out in the garden. It was lit up with Christmas lights, giving the place a romantic setting. For Megamind, it illuminated the woman's beautiful features. How he was tempted to remove her mask and wig and see what was really under there.

"It's funny," she said. "I don't know anything about you and yet, I feel like I should."

"I feel the same way," he admitted. "Tell you what. How about I ask you a question and you ask me a question and we keep going until we're out of questions."

"Sounds fair. Do you want to go first?"

"Uh uh, it's ladies first."

She giggled. "That's very courteous of you. Okay, what do you do for a living?"

He hesitated. "I invent things."

"Really? What sort of things?"

"Things so complicated you wouldn't understand. Hey, no fair! You asked two questions!"

"Three if you count the 'really.' You can go ahead."

"Alright, what's your favorite color?"

Please say blue, he prayed as she pondered over the questions.

"It's hard to decide," she declared. "There are so many, but I think red."

His heart sank. "What's wrong with blue?"

"Nothing! I just don't wear it that often. But if I had a second choice, I guess it would be blue. Hey, it was my turn to ask the question!"

"Then I suppose we're even."

She couldn't argue with that logic. "Do you have any siblings?"

"No, but I have a best friend who feels like a brother."

"I have a sister. She's living with me, actually, ever since her boyfriend kicked her out."

"Human men think they can do anything they like with women."

"Human men?"

He dodged the question by saying, "Ah, ah, it's my turn! How long have you lived in Metrocity?"

"You mean Metro City."

"Of course, that's what I said!"

He had called the town that several times in battles. I hope she didn't catch that.

"I've lived here all my life," she replied.

"How…?"

"My turn! This I have to know. Have you read any of Shakespeare's plays?"

He grinned sheepishly. "Yes."

"Honestly? Tell me which ones!"

"About…all of them."

"No way! Most guys would never admit that! It's a very…sensitive quality."

They locked eyes again. It was Roxanne who broke the silence.

"Your turn."

"Yes, of course. If you have lived here all this time, how come I haven't seen you before?"

"I'm sure you have. You just don't know, since I'm wearing the mask."

They reached a gazebo in the middle of the garden. The pillars were laced with rose vines, so the pair was careful not to snag their costumes on thorns. They sat on a bench together.

"Now for my question. If you weren't lying about Shakespeare, would you please recite one of his lines?"

He thought for a moment and then took his hands in hers.

"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer's lease hath all too short a date."

Roxanne sighed with pleasure. "Sonnet 18."

"I'm not just quoting, you know," Megamind smirked.

"I think it's your turn now."

He paused to think of one that he absolutely had to know. "What do you think of Metro Man?"

She groaned. "Please don't bring up that show-off!"

He nearly fell off the bench. "What?"

"Wayne and I went to high school together. We were friends, but everyone thought we were an item back then. We assured them that we weren't, but they didn't buy it. Now all he cares about is showing off his mighty powers and not caring about how dirty our streets are at all!"

I wonder if he caught that hint.

Megamind blinked in astonishment. "Not a lot of women would say something like that about Metro Man."

"Well, I guess I'm not like a lot of women. Anyway, my next question. Do you like Mexican food?"

He chuckled. "Yes, I believe I do. Why? Wait, don't make that count!"

"It's my favorite."

"Speaking of favorite, do you have a favorite flower?"

"Red roses. I guess I'm riding the bandwagon in that category. Do you think I might have met you somewhere else before? You seem familiar."

"Um…you probably just saw me in the streets somewhere. Would you mind telling me your age?"

"No."

He waited. "Well?"

"You asked if I would mind telling you my age, not my age specifically."

His jaw dropped. "You…you temptress!"

She giggled. "Okay then, how old are you?"

"Twenty-four."

"Hey, that's my age!"

"Ah ha! I knew I'd get it out of you!"

As they laughed again, they could hear "Love Story" by Taylor Swift playing from the house.

"I love this song," Roxanne mused.

Megamind rose and held out a hand to her. "My question: would you care for another dance?"

She looked at his hand and then up at him. "Only if you answer mine. Have you ever danced to a slow song before?"

"Come to think of it, no."

She took his hand with a giggle. His right one snaked around her waist, just under her wings, and pulled her in close. The pair gently swayed to the song, each lost in the other's eyes. Then he lifted his arm, allowing her to spin. He could never imagine a more graceful creature, yet something was oddly familiar about her.

"All out of questions?" she asked after a while.

It took him a minute to come up with something. "Do you believe in love at first sight?"

She smiled. "I'll let you know."

Their faces were only inches apart when the music faded and people were counting down in the distance. Megamind glanced at his watch and realized it was only seconds until midnight and the New Year would begin.

"Five…" the crowd inside chanted, "four…three…two…one…"

There were cries of excitement as flakes of snow started to fall from the sky. The pair gaped in awe. It never snowed in Metro City.

"Do you think it's a sign?" Roxanne wondered.

"Of what?"

"I don't know. Something."

They looked back at each other, the woman grinning.

"We can take our masks off now."

Megamind was frightened. "Do we have to?"

"You don't want to hide yourself forever, do you?"

They turned around to remove their disguises when Megamind remembered he only had to take off the mask and not the hologram. When he spun around and saw the face of his companion, he froze like the falling snow.

"Roxanne Ritchi?" he breathed.

The woman shrugged, setting her mask and wig on the bench. "Guess the cat's out of the bag now."

"But you're…that is…you and Metro Man are…not a couple?"

She sighed. "Nope. He's not really my type."

"Really?" He stepped closer. "Then what is your type?"

She grinned at him. "I think you might be."

His heart nearly leapt out of his chest. He was someone's type! More importantly, he was Roxanne Ritchi's type!

"Well, you know who I am, but I don't know who you are."

He had forgotten about that part.

"You wouldn't like me if you knew."

"Don't be silly. Come on, tell me your name!"

He could say his real name, which he had never said to anyone. For some reason, he couldn't bring himself to lie to her.

"It's…" he stammered, "Romeo."

She couldn't believe it. "Seriously?"

He turned around, embarrassed. "My parents had a wide interest in Earth literature." He winced at the mention of Earth, but she apparently hadn't noticed.

Roxanne was still taking this in. A few days ago, she had been saying she wanted a Romeo in her life, but she didn't think it literally.

"I think it suits you," she said.

"You think so?" he asked, turning back round.

She stepped toward him. "After all, you are the most romantic guy I've met."

They leaned forward as the gap closed between them and their lips locked in a gentle kiss. Megamind closed his eyes as he drowned in the feeling of her lips against his. He had only dreamed of kissing before, and it was even more wonderful than he had imagined.

In her fantasies, Roxanne reached down and took his hand, brushing up against the watch on his wrist. Suddenly, something changed in the kiss, and strangely, it felt better. Sparks of electricity shivered up her spine as she took a breath and then kissed him again, placing her hands on his face. It felt thinner than before, and her fingers touched a bit of hair on his chin.

Confused by this, she pulled away and opened her eyes, immediately widening at the sight. Cupped in her hands was the blue face of Megamind. She shrieked in shock and backed away.

"What?" Megamind questioned. "What?"

He saw his gloved hands and screamed. Then he saw the frightened look in her eyes. He shrunk away and covered his face.

"Don't look at me!" he shouted.

"Megamind?" Roxanne gasped. "What the…?"

"No, please! Just look away! Don't look at me!"

"Wait, I…"

But he had vanished into the bushes before she could get the words out. She stood there in silence, putting a hand up to her lips, realizing what had happened. She had just kissed the city's resident super villain.

Minion's head thumped when Rachel removed her mask at midnight, revealing her pretty face.

"You look an awful lot like your sister," he observed.

"I get that all the time," she shrugged. "At one point, when we were teenagers, everyone would get us mixed up! It wasn't long before one of us finally cut her hair!"

"I'll bet if Megamind ever tried to kidnap your sister, he'd take you instead!"

She laughed with him. "That would be very embarrassing for him! Wait, why would he want to kidnap Roxanne?"

The disguised fish paused. "Well, she is dating Metro Man, so he'd eventually decide to use her as bait."

"Oh, don't tell me you believe that stupid rumor! Roxanne and Metro Man aren't…"

"Minion!"

Rachel glanced around. "What was that?"

"Uh," Minion stammered, "I'll be right back."

He stepped away and spoke into his watch. "What is it, sir?"

"Code: Get the Car!"

"You know, the whole point of a code is…"

"Oh, Code: Just Do It, Minion!"

"Code: Why?"

"Code: Our Cover's Been Blown So Ask Questions Later!"

"Long code," Minion muttered.

"Is something wrong?"

The fish jumped as Rachel appeared behind him. Looking down at his holographic image brought him back to his senses.

"I have to go," he said to her.

"What?" she gasped. "But it's only midnight!"

"I'm sorry, but I really have to get going!"

She snatched his arm. "Can I have your phone number?"

"I…don't have a phone number."

"What about your address?"

"I don't have an address!"

Rachel's face fell. "Did I do something to offend you?"

"No, no! Listen, I really like you and I think you're one of the prettiest girls I've met, but this isn't going to work out!"

"Why not?"

"It's not you, it's…"

"Oh, don't give me that old line! You're married, aren't you?"

"No! I can't explain, but believe me when I say that this will not work out! I'm sorry! Happy New Year!"

Rachel watched as Minion slid his arm away from her and disappeared into the crowd. When her sister slowly walked up beside her, she noticed the shocked and confused look on her face as she gazed at the floor.

"Hey, Roxie," she said. "What happened to the Phantom?"

Roxanne tensed. "Oh, he, um, left."

Rachel snorted. "Men! They give you the best time and then they run off to whatever girlfriend or wife they're cheating on! You okay?"

"Yeah, just…tired."

"Let's blow this Popsicle stand and head home."

Metro Man blocked their path. "Roxie, where have you been all night? I've wanted to ask you something."

Rachel held up a hand before Roxanne could respond. "Not now, Metro Dork. Roxie's had a tough night."

"Wait, what did you just call me?"

They were gone before he could say anything further. Roxanne's head was in a swirl as she replayed the scene over and over again. Why had she not seen it as soon as he had said 'Metrocity?' Some reporter she was. She tried to make herself angry at him for lying to her, tricking her, and then kissing her like that, but for some reason, she couldn't.

So many questions were swimming in her mind. Why wasn't she angry? What was this rapid pounding in her chest? Why did he look so scared and, she could've sworn, heartbroken when he had run off? More importantly, why had he decided to trick her in the first place?

Because he's a villain, her conscience told her. He did it for fun.

Then why had the kiss felt so…right?

She would need serious therapy for this, but any psychologist would think she was insane and have her thrown in the loony bin. No, telling people about it would make it worse. And if Wayne knew about it…God, he'd go berserk! It was his rival she had kissed after all, the one whom everyone probably expected her to hate since he was trying to destroy her supposed boyfriend.

She decided to forget about it. It had been a mistake and she wasn't going to let him stay in her head. However, what did run through her head was, ironically, a line from Romeo and Juliet, and it made her want to kick herself for what they meant:

My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late!

Minion sat in the invisible car, still in disguise as he waited impatiently for his master. He then suddenly emerged from some nearby bushes and hastened into the vehicle, quickly putting it in invisibility mode.

"Sir, what happened?" Minion questioned, noting his panic. "Where's your disguise?"

"Oh, Minion," the villain breathed. "I've done something unthinkable, something that I would've never dared to do before!"

"You didn't kill anyone, did you?"

"No, much worse than that! Minion, that girl…the one in the angel costume…she was…she was…Roxanne Ritchi!"

"I know, sir."

"You knew? Why didn't you stop me?"

"I was, um, preoccupied, sir. So what happened?"

He slumped in his seat. "I'd rather not talk about it, Minion. Let's just go home and forget this night ever happened, okay?"

Minion was about to shift the gear into drive when he spotted the Ritchi sisters coming out of the building, the arm of the younger wrapped around the older. Megamind saw them too and his heart beat faster at the sight of Roxanne. Minion noticed this and quickly drove away. The blue alien kept his eyes on the angel until she was no longer in view.

Cruel Fate, he thought. Is this another way for you to taunt me? Is this your idea of torture? Well, congratulations! It worked.

And so, the story of the star-crossed lovers begins!