Again, I'm trying to modernize and paraphrase this the best I can, so if it doesn't make sense, message me and I'll explain the best I can. Remember, their personalities may show sometimes!

*Backstage*

"We all ready?" Emilee asked, weaving in and out of people. She turned a corner and saw Christina in a major lip-lock with Yami. "Really?" the brunette asked, the two breaking up. "You're gonna make out now?"

"You ruined my fun," Christina pouted, Yami blushing slightly as he walked to the rest of the cast.

"Kinda my job," Emilee smirked, walking by the curtain. "Come on, let's go."
*On stage*

Nervin and Tank walked onstage in red and white robes to symbolize the Capulet house, swords buckled at their waists. "Gregory, I swear we will not be humiliated patiently," Sampson/Nervin said.

"Otherwise, we'd always be humiliated," Gregory/Tank added. "If we're not humiliated, we draw away from the noose."

"I only strike if provoked," Sampson/Nervin said, one hand on his sword. "And only a Montague dog can provoke me so."

"They provoke and we stand or we run away," Gregory/Tank continued.

"We shove aside any dog of Montague, the weak ones first."

"True and women, being weaker, will be shoved aside first. The men taken and all others shoved aside."

Gregory/Tank grinned slightly and placed a hand on his companion's shoulder. "This fight is between our masters and men, no women," he said.

"Same thing," Sampson/Nervin defended. "When I'm done with the men, I'll be humane and kill the women."

"Kill them?"

"Yes, take whatever meaning of it you will."

"Well, I suppose you're right."

"Of course I am! They'll feel it as long as I stand and I am pretty young."

"Well, you're not a fish, thank goodness. If you were, you'd be one of poor quality." He laughed and ducked to avoid a punch from Sampson/Nervin. "Wait," he said, stopping. "Draw your sword. A dog of Montague is here."
*Backstage*

"Does this make any sense?" Jaden asked Jesse from behind a curtain.

"A little," the blunette replied, pulling the curtain back slightly. "Basically the Capulets, you, and the Montagues, me, are fighting each other." Jaden nodded, still a little confused, but looked back to the stage as Malik walked onstage in a dark gold outfit.
*On stage*

"We have swords, what do we do?" Sampson/Nervin asked.

"Run away?" Gregory/Tank suggested, getting a punch to the shoulder.

"Let's let them start," Sampson/Nervin said, grinning slyly.

"Got an idea," Gregory/Tank said, his grin matching his companion's. Abram/Malik stopped short as Gregory/Tank bit his thumb in his general direction.

"Did you just do what I thought you did?" Abram/Malik asked, offended by the gesture.

"Maybe, maybe not," Gregory/Tank replied, shrugging. "What're you gonna do about it?"

Abram/Malik drew the sword buckled at his waist and pointed it at the two Capulets. "Do you fight?" he asked.

Gregory/Tank noticed Benvolio/Duke in elaborate red clothes walking closer and elbowed Sampson/Nervin. "Say yes," he hissed. "Here comes a Montague."

"I do," Sampson/Nervin said quickly. "Gregory, remember the slashing blow."

"Wait!" Benvolio/Duke exclaimed, joining Abram/Malik as he drew his sword. "You don't know what you're doing!"

Tybalt/Bakura in simple green clothes walked up to the two Capulets and drew his sword. "Cowardly servants," he spat. "Face your death, Benvolio."

"I-I only want peace," Benvolio/Duke stuttered nervously.

"Peace, a useless word," Tybalt/Bakura mocked, grinning with slight evil. "I hate the word, you, and all Montagues!" He struck out at Benvolio/Duke, Sampson/Nervin, Greogry/Tank, and Abram/Malik also getting involved.

Citizen/Hassleberry and Citizen/Marik crowded near the fight in dirty ragged clothes, long-bladed weapons in their hands. "Down with the Capulets! Down with the Montagues!" they chanted repeatedly.

Capulet/Atticus and Lady Capulet/Tea walked onstage to see the fight. "This noise," Capulet/Atticus pondered. "Bring me my sword, woman!"

"Sword?" Lady Capulet/Tea repeated, raising an eyebrow. "What you need is a crutch."

"Montague/Zane and Lady Montague/Alexis walked in to see Capulet and his wife arguing. "My sword," Capulet/Atticus pleaded. "Come on, that old geezer Montague has his."

"That's it," Montague/Zane growled, taking a step toward Capulet/Atticus.

"You will not fight," Lady Montague/Alexis, taking ahold of his arm.

The fighting ceased as Prince Escalus/Yami walked onstage, his dark purple robes making him look like the Dark Magician. "Reckless fighters," he said, holding up a hand. "You who use swordplay as entertainment. You beasts! Put your weapons on the ground and hear my words of anger. Capulet and Montague have three times disturbed the peace. If you disturb the peace again, your lives are mine. Mind crushes are very unpleasant. Capulet, come with me and Montague, come later. We shall discuss this like men." And with that, everyone but Montague/Zane, Lady Montague/Alexis, and Benvolio/Duke left the stage.

"Who started this?" Montague/Zane asked, sheathing his sword.

"I'm not really sure," Benvolio/Duke admitted. "I tried to break it up."

"Benvolio, do you know where Romeo is?" Lady Montague/Alexis asked.

"I saw him this morning by the city edge but he ran away from me," Benvolio/Duke replied.

"He's been seen there a lot," Montague/Zane pondered, crossing his arms.

"Cause/" Benvolio/Duke asked, shifting uncomfortably as Montague/Zane shook his head. "Have you asked him?"

"I have tried," the elder Montague replied. A young boy dressed in the blue and silver of the Montague house walked onstage, his hands in his pockets. "There he is. Benvolio, please talk to him." As Romeo/Jesse walked closer, Montague/Zane and Lady Montague/Alexis walked offstage.

"Sup, cousin," Benvolio/Duke grinned. "Where've you been? It's nine in the morning."

"Thinking about love," Romeo/Jesse sighed.

"Out of love?" Benvolio/Duke asked, seeing Romeo/Jesse's nod.

"Without love, I am nothing," Romeo/Jesse said, still walking. "The love I feel gives no love back and—Why are you laughing?"

"Sorry, cousin," Benvolio/Duke apologized, wiping a tear from his eye. "Continue."

"With not love, my grief grows more and more," Romeo/Jesse continued. "It's too much. See ya later."

"Hang on!" Benvolio/Duke called, catching up with his cousin. "I'll go with you."

"I have lost myself," Romeo/Jesse said, bowing his head. "I am not loved back. She cannot be won over by my affections."

"Who is she?" Benvolio/Duke asked.

"I could spend forever dwelling on her beauty," Romeo/Jesse continued, ignoring Benvolio/Duke's question. "Rosaline."

"I'll teach you to forget," Benvolio/Duke said, leading Romeo/Jesse off the stage.
*Backstage*

"Nice job," Emilee said, grinning as she hugged her clipboard to her chest. "Liked the mind crush thing."

"Let's get to the next scene!" Christina announced. "Places, people!"