As the moonlight poured in the open window of a second floor room it highlighted the figure of a young woman who's head lay restlessly inbetween her spread out arms. Her companion was behind the shade of floor length drapes, stone still, eyes yielding nothing except that the person had passion. Her eyelids drooped, and she became faint, her form sagging slowly, breathing becoming long and labored. There had been no other choice for them. The companion remained stock still until his ward's and lover's eyes were closed, and perceptible breathing stopped. He fingered the vile that she had drunk and placed it within his pocket, leaving no trace that what the moon showed was done on purpose. Romeo and Juliet, her deathly inspiration, but in the night by the light of the moon and Romeo's eyes, perhaps the lady Juliet would live to kill the constraints that kept the companions apart.

p.S. The couple I had in mind for this was Heero and Relena, but yet again since I used no discerning characteristics, your choice of characters.