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Morien_Alexander: (grin) Very determined. Though I guess Juliet does have some affections for him deep down. Er, very deep down. Thanks for reviewing! ^o^

Callisto_Firestarter: How's the next chapter? (Yuusuke pops up and whacks head) Mew…can't blame a writer for wanting more reviews. Glad you enjoyed it by the way. ^o^

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Chapter 5:

            Gliding quietly across the floor after his father, the black-haired Juliet smirked with satisfaction as Lord Capulet halted before a large oak door. Just as Capulet raised his fist to knock upon it, Juliet found himself dragged away and pulled out of the window.

            The brunette Capulet blinked and turned to the cyan-haired nurse on his shoulder. "Did you hear a scream, or was it just me?"

            "It's just you," muttered the nurse.

            Kicking his attacker in the shin, Juliet leapt away, sword in hand. A familiar redhead stood before him, rubbing his bruised shin.

            "A very good evening to you too, Juliet."

            The man just glared, suppressing his instinct to behead the sharp-tongued Romeo.

            Taking Juliet's fair hand, the fiery-haired Romeo led the former with him. "I have arranged everything. Let us be wed today!"

            Snatching his hand away, its owner's emotionless black eyes blazed.

            "What did you say?!"

            Romeo smiled. "Rose whip." Just as the spiked plant zipped by Juliet as he dodged, another batch of plants whipped out behind him, hitting a nerve.

            Hoisting the unconscious Juliet up his collar in a rather undignified manner, the young Montague raced back to the church, where awaited the little Friar Lawrence.

            The little boy stood at the entrance, his hands folded within the sleeves of his oversized robes. With a glance at Juliet, he threw Romeo a questioning look. The latter merely propped his black-haired lover up. "He's ready, Friar."

            Raising an eyebrow, the Friar spread his arms wide. "Well, uh…frankly speaking I'm not certain of the whole marriage speech…so uh…I shall just deem you both husband and…uh…" His eyes paused upon the unconscious Juliet. "…Wife…and that the heavens may smile upon this act."

            Nodding, Romeo gave the dark-haired Friar a pat on the head. "Thank you, Friar. God bless you." Leaping into the air, the fiery-haired Montague merged with the starless night.

            Shuffling into the church, Friar Lawrence clasped his hands together.

            "Well, now that that's over…back to my praying."

            The sun shone high in the air, as the dark-haired Mercutio and the spunky Benvolio walked through the streets of Verona. Grabbing two apples from a fruit stall while the owner was not looking, Mercutio flung one at Benvolio who caught it and polished it against his shirt. Chewing noisily on the fruits, the pair continued their stroll down the street.

            Until a party of Capulets appeared round the corner, headed by the impetuous Tybalt.

            Pointing an accusing finger at Romeo's dark-haired friend, it grew until it touched the tip of the latter's nose. "You! The friend of the Montague bastard!"

            Being impulsive as ever, the hot-blooded Mercutio gave a snort of contempt. "Oh look, Benvolio, it's the freak."

            "Freak?!"

            Benvolio rubbed his head sheepishly. "Come on, this isn't the time for a fight…"

            "Well, I didn't start it! But if he wants a fight, he'll get a fight!"

            "Mercutio…"

            "Mighty confidence about yourself, are you boy?"

            "Ha! I could say the same for you!"

            "Mercutio…let's go."

            "Not until I beat the shit out of that snob."

            Juliet's cousin sneered. "What's the matter, Benvolio? Scared?"  

Pulling his fist back, Benvolio gathered the wind about them and focused it round his fist, creating a mini tornado. "I'll show you who's scared!" Shooting it at the smirking Tybalt at rapid speed, the fight began.

Crossing the street with his hands in his pockets, Romeo gazed in curiosity at the mushroom cloud coming from three blocks away.             

Back at the Capulet's, Juliet was busy smashing every fragile item he could lay his hands on. His poor nurse was sent to the apothecary once again.

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Author's notes:

An update, praise God! My SATs are over! WAHAHAHAHA!! Free to write again…oh joy. (purrs)

Oh and by the way, I never did post the casting list did I? But I'm sure you're all smart enough to figure out who's who! ^o^

Kurama: (tsks) Really, Aatash san, that's just an alibi to cover your laziness.

Shush. Please comment on the fic ne! Thank you! (bows)