Hello all! I hope you enjoy this, because I did when I wrote it! This story has soooo much going for it, I'll probably be biased and update it more than others, but I haven't forgotten about the others! As usual, my people here are to thank for everything, and you all know who you are and I love you all! I'm so excited for you to see this, so here you go!

Juliet had been very quiet, ever since she'd gotten home. She'd since, been helped out of her dress and finery. The jewelry had been put away, and her hair was down. She'd washed her face and put on her nightgown and soft red silk robe.

"So, how was it? Was it as wonderful as you imagined it would be?"

"What? Oh it was fine."

Juliet mostly answered the question, to say something. The beauty of the ball was really a distant memory to her now, all she could think about was him. Gnomeo Bluebury. How lovely he had been, and how nice their time together was, and how it was horribly unfair that he had to be who he was, and that she knew she should despise him, and she was trying to, but she couldn't. She wanted to see him again, but she'd been the one who ran away. He probably hated her now, and thought she was a tramp. She sighed again.

Nanette had noticed something wasn't right, right away. Juliet was quiet and mopey and almost docile, as Nanette helped her get ready for bed. Juliet kept sighing and looking around, as if something awful had happened. Nanette thought she knew what.

"Shut up!" She crowed. The very thought of what she had in mind was precocious! And yet,

"You met a boy!"

By the way Juliet's head swung around, and her eyes widened like a trapped animal, Nanette knew she was right, even if Juliet denied it, which she did.

"What? No! Of course not! Whatever gives you that idea? Well….maybe, kind of sort of, ...alright, fine, yes, yes, yes! I did."

Nanette gasped and sat next to Juliet excitedly.

"So? Is he handsome?"

"Yes! Eyes, like you wouldn't believe!"

"Is he well built?"

"Of course!"

"Is he rich? Good family name?"

"One of the richest in New York I think."

"Well, Who is He?"

"Ummm" She leaned in close, and whispered in Nanette's ear.

"Whaat? I can't hear you! Why are you whispering?"

"Because! He's..his name is Gnomeo, Gnomeo Bluebury."

Nanette's eyes grew large and she gasped. Poor Juliet looked absolutely miserable.

"You're joking right?"

She put her head in her hands, "I wish I was."

"Wait, is this for real? Oh my God, Juliet do you have any idea?!"

Juliet lunged and pressed her hand firmly against her friends mouth. "Shhhhhh. I mean it! If anyone finds out-"

"Juliet!" Nanette managed. "This is great!"

"Is it really?" She sounded so relieved.

"You're doomed!"

"What?"

"The Redbrick and Bluebury families have been rivals for decades. You two, just cannot be together. Your families would never allow it, and it would be a huge scandal. So, you're potentially doomed, should you ever meet again, and that, is the most interesting kind of love there is. You probably won't ever see each other again, and then when you're old and unhappily married to whomever your father chooses for you, you'll sit and you'll think, I was in love with that Bluebury boy, and we only met once. I wonder what became of him?"

"Nanette! That's horrible!" Juliet exclaimed, her cheeks flushed.

"What part of it?"

"All of it!"

"You know it could happen! It's reality! Facing the music!"

Nanette patted Juliet on the back and got up to finish cleaning up, leaving Juliet alone.

Gnomeo was going to be in huge trouble, if his mother found out he had ditched the party, but frankly, he didn't care. He had to find Juliet. He ran along the alleys to the Redbrick mansion. He knew he would be in bigger trouble if anyone caught him there, but he had to find Juliet. Something was driving him, and he had to find her. If he didn't, he knew somehow that he would be sorry.

Of course, the Redbrick mansion was nearly impossible to miss, and he found himself more determined than ever. He circled the house. Likely, the old man and Tybalt weren't back yet. He jumped a fence, and narrowly missed hitting it, and found himself in the expansive and lush Redbrick gardens. Where could she be? Where do I look?

Suddenly, he heard a voice, and his heart jumped. He ducked behind a bush, wondering whom he had heard. As the voice approached, he observed it sounded female. Who?

The voice was talking, but it sounded like only one set of footsteps, and as the voice grew closer, he realized it sounded like an angel's. Hadn't he heard it somewhere before?

"Oh Gnomeo, are we really never going to see eachother again? Why do you have to be a Bluebury? Why couldn't you be anyone else? What's in a name? Because I'm a Redbrick, my father sees I'll never speak to you, and because of that, I'm feeling as blue as your name. Should this age old rivalry be what keeps us apart?"

Juliet. It's Juliet. He saw her silhouette first, in the moonlight and lantern glow. She was perfect. As he stepped out of the bush, he saw her. She was in her nightgown and robe. Her hair was down and fell in soft waves around her face, as she turned to face him, he saw that indeed, she could have been an angel, especially in the white. Her mouth dropped open and the world seemed to stop.

"No!" He cried gallantly, "It shouldn't! We should never be apart!"

She gasped, and her eyes darted all around her, "You! You..heard that! What are you doing here? Are you mad?"

"I'm madly in love with you!" Something seemed to light up inside her and her face transformed with stolen joy.

"Quick! Follow me!"

He would have followed her to the ends of the earth and back again. She led him quickly to a secluded spot. It was a little gazebo, with enough room for two and a lovely view of the skyline.

"Gnomeo! What were you thinking coming here? If they find you-"

"They won't find me. I had to see you again."

"I wanted to see you too, but I didn't imagine you'd come find me here." She admitted.

"I have to say, when I realized who you were, I was a little shocked." Gnomeo told her.

Juliet smiled and nodded, "Me too."

"But now, I know it doesn't matter to me."

"Me either. This feud, between our families, it seems silly, when you're here."

At that moment, they were infinite, and time stood still, just for them, and there with the glow of the light and the fragrance of the flowers, he leaned over and kissed her perfectly red lips, and she met him there, her arms reaching around his neck, and his hands on her small waist, they stood there, stolen kisses, seeming to each other, the most wonderful sensation they had ever experienced, while neither ever wanted to pull away and end it, they did, and Juliet leaned her head on his chest and he wrapped his arms around her.

"You should go." Her voice was wobbly.

"Wait." He told her.

He reached into his waistcoat and pulled out a flower, ,somehow undamaged.

"A cupid's arrow orchid, for my love." He told her.

"Thank You" she told him, as her eyes lit up and she embraced him once more. He pressed the flower into her hands, and she smiled at him, and he wished he could stay there forever, and he probably would have, this girl was worth that risk, except she pulled away.

"Now go, I don't want you to get caught here with me."

"But I have to see you again!"

"I'd be delighted, but we can't meet here."

"I know a lovely spot, I promise you'll like. Can you meet me by the fountain in the square?"

"I think so. Noon?"

"That's not soon enough."

"Eleven Forty Five?" She was smiling now.

"Done. It's going to feel like an eternity though."

"I know, I wish you didn't have to leave"

"I don't have to"

"Yes, you do. You'll see me soon."

"I'll dream of you!" She laughed and nodded. "Farewell my Gnomeo!"

"Good bye!"

He ran away, his heart pounding in exhileration. He was going to see Juliet again. How was he going to wait?

Juliet knew her father didn't like to see her in her nightclothes in his gardens at night. It was a long and stealthy journey to get back to her rooms.

As she got back, she sighed happily. As she caught herself in the mirror, she saw her cheeks flushed and her eyes bright, and the flower still clutched to her chest.

"Oh Nanette!" She exclaimed.

"What's happened to you?" She asked, eyeing the flower.

"He came."

"That Gnomeo boy?" "

"Yes!"

"No! For you?"

She nodded.

"I'm going to see him tomorrow, oh Nanette, he's the most wonderful man I've ever met!"

Suddenly, her expression changed. "Nanette! You're not going to tell a soul are you? Please don't!"

Nanette scooted on the bed, next to Juliet. "Don't be silly, I'm not going to tell anyone. But Juliet, please be careful."

"I will! I promise!" She hugged Nanette, "Thank you! You're the greatest!"

"I know!'

Juliet slipped between her silken sheets, the orchid in a small glass vase on her bedside table, so she could see it and think of Gnomeo, and her love.

Gnomeo couldn't believe he had actually made it back to the party, and no one seemed to notice! Well almost.

"Gnomeo! There you are! We've been looking for you!" Said Benny.

"Oh, I've been around, so I'm surprised you didn't see me sooner!" He covered.

"Well, Aunt wants to leave now, so you'd best come with me."

Gnomeo followed him, smiling like a fool. It's been a day! I haven't ran into Tybalt and I met and am going to see Juliet. As he climbed in the carriage, he smiled satisfied, knowing tonight he would dream of Juliet and her perfect mouth and how she smelled like roses, and her soft touch, that sent electricity through him. He couldn't wait for tomorrow.

Hoped you like it! R&R, and suggestions and feedback always welcome! xoxoxoxxoxoxo-lorelibelle54