miyumiyu9648: Thanks. You may call me Kyotu-chan!

As you may have read on our blog, (if you haven't, check it out! It's our homepage, and we update that more than our profile) Sakura decided to back out due to a small writer's block with this fanfiction. In order to keep you all from waiting, I have continued!

Here are some things Sakura-chan wants to point out about this chapter:

- We are going to let Higuchi to deal with the whole age situation. We are not going to start a debate here; please don't get into any conclusions about who's older than whom from this story.

Lotsa OOCs are in this story. Heck, the fact that Natsume is actually doing this play is OOC. XD (Well, to me at least…)

~Kyoko-tan & Sakura-chan

Disclaimers: -copies and pastes Kyoko-tan's disclaimer from chapter 1- We do not own Gakuen Alice or Romeo and Juliet. Credits go to Higuchi Tachibana and William Shakespeare. Also "Love Story" and Mikan's dress does not belong to me; credits fgoes to Taylor Swift.


"You'll fall, Romeo. You'll fall in."

"We'll see." He playfully smirked to his cousin.

The First Scene of the First Act has concluded.


Chapter 2:

The voice of Anna and Nonoko is heard through the speakers again as the curtains close.

"Act I, Scene Two."

Once that was said, the curtains open into the street setting once again. Koko is speaking as Hayate and Tsubasa walk up onto stage with him.

"… I had egg, milk, and bacon for breakfast today. Did you know? That-"

A vein pops out of Hayate's head, and then he whispers to Tsubasa, "This guy hasn't stopped talking yet. I don't remember Lord Capulet to be so talkative!"

Tsubasa replies with a sweatdrop.

"LORD, GET BACK TO THE TOPIC!" Sumire yells from backstage and throws and shoe at his head, which misses Koko's head by a fraction of a millimeter.

"Okay, okay, dear." he replies, then he looks at the crowd and says his line: "The Montagues did the same oath we did, and their penalties are the same as ours as well… obviously we can't keep the peace."

Hayate says his, "Then what do you think of my request?"

"Mikan's only 14, I don't think she's ready to get married… let's wait until she's older."

"But—"

Hayate was interrupted when Koko rambles on. "Well actually, she's older than me-"

"KOKO SHUT UP!" Sumire's voice rang from backstage.

The audience sweatdrops.

"Psst, Hayate continue your line." Tsubasa nudges.

Hayate does what he's told. "Younger than she, are happy mothers made."

Kitsuneme pops out of nowhere and says, "This may not be the case in today's society. We strongly urge you not to listen to his advice."

Koko goes on cue. "She is my only child. Personally, I think younger girls that get married grow up too fast, but don't let that stop you; turn on your charm, I'm only part of her decision. I'll be hosting a feast at my house. With all the royals - apart from the Montague – perhaps some other 'candy' will catch your eye."

Koko then glides towards Tsubasa, and gives him a piece of paper with a long list of names.

"Here, find everyone on the list and invite them to my house." Both Koko and Hayate exeunt, leaving Tsubasa alone. Looking out into the crowd, he hopelessly and meekly says his small line before trudging to the side of the stage:

"But I can't read."

The background of the scene quickly changes to another outside scene with a pull of a rope. Ruka and Natsume then enters the stage.

Ruka commences. "Tut man, one fire burns out, another's burning;"

"Right, and I can always start a fire myself," Natsume lights a fireball in one finger, causing an abrupt laughter to stir through the audience.

Ruka takes a step back and continues his line. "What I'm saying is, you can get rid of your old lovesickness by meeting other girls."

"Face it, I'm locked up in this place, tormented and- what do you want, shadow freak." Natsume says as he senses Tsubasa creeping up to him.

A vein throbs on Tsubasa's forehead, but he manages to keep his composure.

"By chance sir, do you know how to read?"

"Obviously, if I know the language."

"Would you tell me about this list?" Tsubasa bows slightly to show respect despite how much he doesn't want to. After all, Tsubasa is a few classes below Natsume – in this play.

Natsume takes a quick glance at the paper. Deep within him, he has an urge to just burn the whole thing, but he resists.

"Well what does it say?"

"It's a long list of names. What's this." Natsume says in more of a statement than a question.

"Oh, uhh it's an annual feast hosted by the Capulets. As long as you're not a Montague, you're welcome."

"Okay." Natsume's resistance to burn the paper fails. The ashes falls onto the ground.

"Hey!" Tsubasa says out of character. "Why you little —"

"What'd you say?"

"You LITTLE…" He was interrupted when Misaki comes onto the stage.

"Peter, anon! Come help me bring this back to the Capulet's." She throws him a few bags of groceries before leaving the stage. Again, Natsume and Ruka are by themselves.

"We're going." Natsume says to Ruka.

"Going? Where to?"

"The Capulet's feast," They walk to the side of the stage.

"Ah… Capulet's annual feast. No doubt, your beloved Rosaline shall be there."

"Tch, she has no interest in men, remember? I stand no chance."

"Ha. Take my advice and preoccupy your mind with other girls. It is the Capulets, there's ought to be some other who will catch your eye."

Exeunt. The curtains closed once again, signaling a short intermission.

3 minutes intermission –

[Insert Love Story by Taylor Swift featuring Gakuen Alice Students]

"Mikan, you're up next!" Anna calls.

"Quick; set the props up! Change the setting! Lights need to be dimmed." Narumi hollers to the backstage crew.

"Transition from street to Capulet's room commencing… " They reply. They pull of the rope; changing the scene to a room in Capulet's house. "Okay, we're ready."

"Misaki and Sumire, get on stage. Go go go!" The organizer yells and turns around to direct the other crews; however, she was interrupted when she sees Luna twirling around in a dress.

Luna flicks her hair. "Natsume, aren't I your belle?" She tugs Natsume on his arm. "This dress suits me right? Or do you prefer this dress… hmmm?"

Natsume walks away from her to find Ruka. Luna gawks at the scene before her.

"Ahh! Juliet's party outfits are missing!" the clothing designer comes running into the green room (place where actors and actress hangs before their turn on stage).

"Missing? Please describe the outfit; everyone look for it!" The organizer panics.

"Creamy white, golden in the middle, off shoulder, laces on the sides —" the dude rushes the words out.

"Ummm… do you mean the one Luna's wearing right now?" He looks at where the organizer pointed. Sure enough, it was the dress – except it looks a bit small, too tight… if you know what I mean. Was it always that small?

"Luna, stop stealing other girls' dresses. They need to get ready for scene 5. If you want to dress so badly, wear your own clothes." The organizer bickers.

"But I don't want to wear those man clothes… no one can see my beautiful body shape." Luna tried to pose like a model, but the dress prevents her from bending to the side.

"Careful with the dress, you'll rip it! Anna, help Luna get ready for Tybalt's entry in scene 5."

"No need, I'll take the dress off myself! I'm happy to take this dress off." Luna storms off into the change rooms.

"Madam, the song is about to end."

"Alright everyone, positions. Lights, camera, ACTION!"

"There's no camera, miss." One of the back stager whispers back.

"Whatever." The curtains were raise.

"Nurse, where's my daughter? Where's Juliet? Call her here at once!" Lady Capulet yells.

Suddenly, I feel a wave of nervousness. A hand is place on my shoulder to calm me down. I turn around to see the person. It was Hotaru.

"I'm scared, Hotaru. What if I screw up? Grandpa…"

"You'll do fine, like you did last time." She flashes me a reassuring smile.

"Juliet!" My cue, Hotaru gives me a slight push.

"Who calls?"

"Your mother," The Nurse replies.

"What do you need me for, Mother?" I walk closer to the sofa and sat beside Permy.

"Nurse, leave us alone for a bit, it's a personal matter." Sumire commands. "Actually Nurse, stay. I would like to hear your input as well."

"Aye, madam."

"As you know, Juliet, you are of age."

"Of age? I am not yet fourteen mama," I say.

"How long until then?" The Nurse asks.

"Still a fortnight and a few away." Lady Capulet replies for me.

"What is a few days? My daughter was taken from me, in a few hours! My only wish for now is to see Juliet to be married." I blush at the sudden outburst.

"Right you are. That's the reason I came to talk about. Juliet, what do you think of getting married?"

"Marry? I haven't given it much thought."

"Well, think of marriage now. Younger than you,

Here in Verona, ladies of esteem,

Are made already mothers.

In short: Paris seeks your love."

"A man, young lady! What do you need to consider? He has power, status, money and beautiful looks if I dare say so myself. He is simply purrrrr-fect!" Misaki boasts.

"What do you say? Can you accept his marriage proposal? He will be here tonight at our feast, examine him. If you choose him, your reputation will surely grow."

"I shall look to like, if looking liking moves." I reply to Sumire and Misaki. And it's true, love comes when it does, at least I was a true believer to that.

"Go, girl, seek happy nights to happy days." Misaki place both of her hands one either of my shoulders, before waltzing off the screen with Sumire. I walk close to the edge of the stage.

"Somehow, I get this feeling, deep within – I will meet my beloved tonight." The platform rose up and stairs unfolded beneath it.

The Third Scene of the First Act has concluded.


Did you know?: Today is the day (October 31st, yes; on Halloween!) that me and Sakura-chan made our account on Fanfiction? :D

Also, I wasn't planning on adding Luna in this chapter, but I couldn't resist. As for Mikan's party outfit, I based it on Taylor Swift's Love Story dress. Please review. ;)

Kyoko-tan signs out.