Prolouge

"Two households, both alike in dignity

In fair Midgar, where we lay our scene,

From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,

Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.

From forth the fatal loins of these two foes

A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life,

Whose misadventured piteous overthrows

Doth with their death bury their parents' strife.

The fearful passage of their death-marked love

And the continuance of their parents' rage,

Which, but their children's end, naught could remove,

Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage—

The which, if you with patient ears attend,

What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend."

-Romeo and Juliet, Prologue

Act I

Scene I

"Luxiere! We cannot take this, I refuse to take their trash!" Kunsel announced, as himself and Luxiere walked down the street. He took his hand up and ran it through his brown hair.

Luxiere half smirked before uttering a teasing, "Then we would be garbagemen."

"You know what I mean," Kunsel said. The look on Luxiere's face told him otherwise. "If they make us angry, we will fight."

"You don't get angry, Kunsel," Luxiere deadpanned.

"I can."

"Sure you can," Luxiere said, rolling his eyes and eyeing a stand with various fruits out on display. The market was bustling with activity. Citizens were out and about, buying items they needed, barley any cares in the world.

"A Rhapsodos dog can make me angry," Kunsel said.

"So angry," Luxiere said, continuing his teasing. "Angry enough to flee the scene."

"And speaking of which here comes 2 of the dogs now!"

A servant of Montague was in fact, heading towards them. Nero and Weiss I believe.

Kunsel had a hand on his sword, ready to draw in at any moment's notice.

"I'm ready to fight, I got your back," Kunsel said to Luxiere whom looked about ready to approach the two servants.

Luxiere looked at Kunsel with disbelief. "How?" he said snarky. "By turning tail and running away."

"Don't you dare worry about me!"

"I worry about you."

Kunsel didn't answer. Luxiere turned around, ready to start but was stopped by Kunsel.

"I was right, you are afraid," Luxiere said.

"No! We will break the law. Let them start something," Kunsel reasoned.

"I'll flip them the bird," Luxiere said, "Let's see how they react."

And so, Luxiere went up to lean against a crate and Kunsel next to him. As they passed, Luxiere ever so discreetly flipped them off, sending them a clear fuck you.

"What are you doing?" Nero said, coming up to the two, Weiss behind him. "Are you flipping us off?"

Luxiere looked over to Kunsel. "Is the law on your side if I say yes to this?"

"No."

Luxiere turned to Nero. "I'm flipping people off, not necessarily you."

"Are you trying to start a fight?" Kunsel asked.

"Fight? Of course not," Nero said.

"Well if you want to, I'm here," Kunsel said. "I serve a man that's just as good as yours."

"Not better though," Nero argued.

"Well then," Kunsel said, smirking.

Luxiere looked over to notice a man approaching quickly. In a low voice, he said to Kunsel "Say better. Here comes one of his master's kinsmen."

Kunsel nodded slightly. "Yes, better."

"Liar," Nero said, his eyes narrowing.

"Fight if your men then! Luxiere, remember how to land a blow!" Kunsel hollered before charging at Nero who had taken his sword out.

Luxiere pointed his sword at Weiss who had in turn, taken out his own weapon.

"Break it up!" Angeal yelled out to the fighting servants, using his sword to break up the clashing. "Cease this foolish fighting! You have no clue what you're starting!"

"Oh Angeal, what a fool you are," Zack announced, coming up behind them. "You've drawed your weapon over useless servants. Turn and face me, look at the man who will kill you."

"There is no gain from this fighting," Angeal said, trying to reason with the aggressive Strife. "Put your sword away or help me break this up."

"Hypocrite! You take out your weapon then talk about peace? Peace is stories for children! I hate it, like I hate hell and how I hate Rhapsodoses. And you. Now come dance with me, coward!"

Zack took a lunge at Angeal, wasting no time starting a fight. Citizens already had begun to gather any weapon then could, attempting to break the fight up, with no results.

Citizens were shouting a number of things, such as "Down with the Strifes!" and "Down with the Rhapsodoses!"

As the fight went on, no one noticed a quickly approaching Hojo Strife with his wife, Lucrecia.

"What is this?" Hojo hollered out, noticing the fight that was growing bigger by the second. "Bring me my long sword! Now!"

"A crutch, a crutch!" Lucrecia called. "Why do you need your sword?"

Hojo glanced over at the approaching Vincent Rhapsodos.

"I want my sword," Hojo hissed. "That old cow Rhapsodos is here. He's trying to make me mad, waving around his blade like he's the best!"

"You brute, Strife!" Vincent growled. Yuffie immediately grabbing her husband's arm, detecting his will to get into the fight.

"You are not taking a step into that fight," Yuffie seethed out.

As the brawl continued on between the two families, more citizens had started to fall, attempting to break up the fight.

Everyone halted at the sound's of horse's footsteps coming up the side streets, fast and loud.

On a large white Stallion, followed by escorts, Prince ShinRa entered the scene. And what he saw horrified him. Civilians laying dead, swords clashed.

"Disturbers and enemies of peace," Prince ShinRa announced loudly. "Lay down your arms! See the peace which has been disturbed once again. I'll have you tortured if you don't put down your swords and listen to your angry prince. "

At the Prince's command, The Stifes and the Rhapsodoses both laid down their weaponry and looked up the Prince whom was on the great horse.

"Three times you have disturbed peaceful Midgar. Old Strife and Rhapsods! All because of a few words. Three times the citizens have raised their old rusty weapons at you to end your fights," ShinRa continued. "If you ever riot on the streets of Midgar again, you shall pay with your lives. You, Strife, a word."

Hojo nodded. "And Rhapsodos, come see me later today, I will tell you my judgments."

With that, Prince ShinRa left with Hojo and Lucrecia following behind him.

Once the crowd had dispersed, carrying the dead away and going back to their business.

Vincent looked over to Angeal.

"Nephew! Who began this ancient brawl? Were you here when it started?" Vincent said, turning to the black haired man.

"The servants were quarreling when I arrived," Angeal started. "I drew my weapon with hopes of breaking it up. Zack showed up weapon at the ready, taunting, making the air around him hiss. As we were trading blows, more and more people showed up to join the fight, until the Prince came and broke everyone up."

"Where is Genesis?" Yuffie asked. "I haven't seen him all day. Have you? He wasn't here was he?"

"Miss, I saw him earlier, over by the Sycamore trees. He saw me and went running," Angeal said to the worried mother.

"He has been rather sad lately," Vincent said. "And spending quite a bit of time by the Sycamores. When he's at home he locks himself in his chambers, and doesn't come out."

"Why," Angeal wondered aloud. "Do you know why he acts in such a way?"

"He won't tell me," Vincent said.

"Is it your fault?"

"I've tried, and many of our friends have tried to make him talk, but he keeps his thoughts to himself. He's doesn't want anyone to help him out."

"Here he comes now. Let me talk to him," Angeal said.

"Well good luck," Vincent said to Angeal. "Come good Yuffie, we have things to attend to."

With that, Vincent placed an arm around Yuffie's waist and they left, heading back towards the Rhapsodos household.

"Morning, Cous!" Angeal said happily as he bounded over to Genesis.

"Is it really only morning?" Genesis said, sadly.

"It's only half past nine," Angeal said."What trouble's you?"

"Nothing can make time fly faster," Genesis announced dramatically.

"You're in love?" Angeal guessed.

"Out."

"Out of love?"

"I'm in love," Genesis sighed out. "She doesn't love me back."

"That's got to be tough," Genesis said.

"Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will! Where shall we dine?" Genesis said before seeing some blood that littered the streets. "What fight happened here? Another fight? Sad happiness! Serious foolishness!" He continued on before noticing Angeal's chuckling. "Are you laughing?"

"No cous, I'm crying," Angeal said.

"Why?"

"Because of how sad you are!"

"Is this what becomes of a man that's in love? Reduced to tears? My sadness sits heavy in my chest, and you want to add your own sadness to mine so there's even more. I have too much sadness already, and now you're going to make me sadder by feeling sorry for you. And thus, I bid you goodbye."

"Wait, I'll come with you," Angeal said.

The pair continued down the road.

"Tell me, who is it that you love?" Angeal prodded.

"Should I groan and tell you?" Genesis said snarkly.

"Groan? Probably not. But tell me seriously, who is it?"

"You wouldn't tell a sick man he "seriously" has to make his will—it would just make him worse. Seriously, cousin, I love a woman."

"I already guess that you were in love correctly," Angeal pointed out.

"She's beautiful and clever but refuses to be struck by cupid's arrow, shielded by the armor of chastity."

"She's sworn to live and die a virgin?"

"Aye, such beauty will be wasted. Never shared to future generations. Never will feel love's touch."

"Don't think about her."

"Teach me how to forget!"

"Look at others, surely there is someone here in Verona that would be willing!"

"But none will be quite as beautiful as she!" Genesis said. "But fine, let's go."

With that the conversation dropped, leaving Angeal alone on the street.

"I'll teach you to live on and forget," Angeal uttered. "I swear on my honor."

A/N: Done!

Obviously,I did some major changing with the names.

Oh, and the Nurse if going to be Tifa because obviously, Zack cannot by Tybalt and the Nurse.