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Gnomeo stared at the piece of paper in his hand, knowing it his connection to Juliet. That and her hairpin, which he still had.

He was going to send her a note, straightaway. The minute he got home, he threw his things down, sat at his father's desk, grabbed a piece of paper, and scrawled,

Juliet,

I can't stop thinking about you and I cannot wait to see you again, which will hopefully, be soon.

Love,

G

P.S. I still owe you an uninterrupted kiss.

He hoped that it sounded alright. He wasn't really sure what to say but he sealed and addressed it, copying her careful handwriting, before he could freeze and change his mind about sending it.

Seemingly, right after he sent it, just the person he didn't want to see stepped into the office.

"Oh Gnomeo, why are you lurking about in here?"

Gnomeo inwardly groaned, especially at Sowden's nasal and snotty tone.

"And why shouldn't I be?"

Sowden glared at him, dissapprovingly. "I've been looking for you since morning. I couldn't seem to find you anywhere."

At Sowden's suspicious glare, Gnomeo felt his heart quicken and quickly he covered, "I was getting my, er, suit..fixed, because it was,,it was broken." He knew it was a sucky lie.

Sowden nodded.

"While you were out, your mother and I discussed your future, quite indepth." He sighed annoyed.

"My future?" Gnomeo nearly laughed.

"Yes boy!" Sowden barked. "Your future. We've deceided that I should control the family finances and business for a few more years, while you perhaps, focus on other aspects."

Gnomeo was furious. Now he knew that Sowden was trying to keep him from his fathers business. Gnomeo was more than ready to take on the responsibility and at this rate, he never would.

"What other aspects?" He spat.

"Well, you could study abroad again, or travel, or perhaps think about finding a wife, to share your immense fortune with."

"A wife?"

Gnomeo didn't want a wife. He'd never thought about it very much before, and now that he'd met and fallen in love with Juliet, he was even more sure he wasn't destined to marry, unless it was to Juliet, and he just didn't know how that could be possible. Her father would never allow it, and neither would his mother.

"I'm not interested in a wife." He told Sowden plainly.

"Oh?" Sowden raised an eyebrow. "I'll just tell our guest to leave then."

"Go ahead." Gnomeo was extremely frustrated. He tried to focus his thoughts on his note, travelling to Juliet. Maybe she had already got it, and was opening it right now.

Suddenly there was an indignant cry and Rosalie barged in.

"You promised!" She muttered to Sowden.

"Rosalie? What are you doing here?" Gnomeo asked.

"Hii Gnomeo!" Rosalie's entire demenaor changed. She smiled and brushed back her hair.

"I'm just paying a visit to a very dear friend." She batted her eyelashes.

"Then, can you and Sowden take it to another room then?"

Rosalie looked taken aback. "No, with you, silly. I want to visit with you!"

"Oh." Gnomeo wondered what was with this girl. Was she trying to impress him? He grabbed a newspaper and held it up in front of his face. He didn't want to talk to this girl. He just wanted Juliet. Why couldn't it be Juliet?

"How are you?" She asked inquisitively.

"Oh fine." He said, hoping she would just leave.

After an extremely awkward pause, "Lovely day isn't it?" Rosalie offered.

Gnomeo grunted in reply. It had been lovely when Juliet was in it.

"It's sad, you're so content with bachelorhood." Rosalie began, twirling her hair.

"People say we make a perfect couple, you know."

People obviously hadn't seen him and Juliet together then. "Where do they get that idea?"

Gnomeo said from behind the paper, he was supposedly reading.

Rosalie snatched the paper away and leaned over, dipping her shoulders.

"Because it's true, isn't it?"

Gnomeo glanced away. "Rosalie, I've been feeling rather sick today, and I wouldn't want you to catch anything so, the gentlemanly thing to do, is to insist that you leave." For effect, he fake- coughed into the bend of his arm.

"Oh!" She jumped up. Gnomeo quickly ran ahead of her before she could grab his arm, and led her out of the office.

"Will I see you soon?" Rosalie asked.

"I'll see you around." He said hastily.

She waggled her fingers and left, and Gnomeo wiped sweat from his brow. All he could think about was how nice it had been to kiss Juliet.

He couldn't stop thinking about Juliet.

Her reply came the next day.

G,

I can't stop thinking about you either. I want to see you as soon as possible. My father will be out next Saturday, I know it's going to feel like forever, but I'll keep sending these notes to you.

I had an absolutely lovely time with you, so thank you for that.

Until I see you again,

Kisses,

Juliet.

P.S. Yes, you do still owe me that kiss.

p.p.s. What is your favourite color?

Gnomeo was sitting by the pond whenever the note came, delivered by one of the maids. He loved her careful scrawl, the way she signed her name, with a little flourish on the "J", he loved that even her note had her rosy scent on it. He would plan something perfect for Juliet.

Quickly he repiled,

Jules,

Of course I can meet you on Saturday. We'll make a day out of it. Hopefully, little notes like these will make the time fly faster. Although, I don't know, I may have to climb up to your balcony to at least see you.

You're welcome by the way. It was my pleasure.

Impatiently yours,

Gnomeo.

p.s. My favorite color used to be blue, but that was before I discovered how pretty the green of your eyes was. What's yours?

In a flash of quick thinking, he had a bouquet of yellow roses, (the flower that symbolizes eternal love) , made and tied with purple ribbon. For good measure, he added a small box of chocolates, maybe they were her favorites too.

Juliet's reply was quick.

Gnomeo, you crazy fool,

Don't you dare come peeping in my window. I do not want you getting caught. I am counting the days til Saturday. I can't wait to see you.

As for my favorite color, it was red but I think I like purple best now, because red and blue make purple.

THANK YOU, for the flowers. I put them on my nightstand, so I can think of our eternal love. Also, the chocolates are my very favorites, how did you know? I swear, you know me too well.

Love and Kisses,

Your Jules.

Saturday couldn't have come sooner for Gnomeo. This time his excuse for leaving was that he was going over to mess with Tybalt. He sincerely hoped he was just imagining the suspicious looks. Since Juliet's father was out, he could pick her up at her home, if he pulled around the back.

Juliet practically came flying out the door, her cheeks flushed. It was like the first time he looked at her all over again, he was so happy to see her. He felt himself relax, and he couldn't help smiling widely. In a flash, she was in the carriage and in his arms. They kissed sweetly, Gnomeo had been waiting too long for this moment.

"I missed you." He told her, and she grinned.

"I missed you too."

When Gnomeo asked Juliet if she wanted to go to Coney Island, her eyes literally lit up with excitement.

"I used to love that place!" Juliet exclaimed. "We used to go there when my mother was alive! They had all the games and ice cream, and I've always wanted to go back, but never got to."

"Really?"

"Yeah! Oh Gnomeo, sometimes I think you're too perfect!" She kissed him again, and he nearly lost control of the carriage.

Coney Island was a small island, just a bridge away from New York. , filled with rides, games, shows, restaurants, dancing halls and such. It was the loveliest amusement park in all of New York, and when they got there, the sun was shining high and people were pouring in. They saw families, men with sweethearts, performers, and all sorts of people all looking to have a great time. There were all kinds of smells in the air and different booths and sights no matter where you turned.

Gnomeo and Juliet grabbed hands and set off to have a wonderful day together. They watched shows, some better than others. They were impressed with the good ones, and had a good time laughing over the ones that weren't. Gnomeo hadn't laughed as much as he did that day for a long time. He loved everything about Juliet, he loved her laugh, he loved being around her, he loved her fearlessness, he loved how pretty she was when she smiled at him. Juliet had made him ride the rides with her, and after that, they'd gone dancing. Juliet was a good a dancer as she had been the night they met at the ball. Somehow, the klutziness that he normally had when he danced with girls, disappeared. They seemed to move as one, laughing at each other. As the day seemed to draw to an end, they watched the seemingly endless ocean, turn darker.

"Are you going anywhere for the summer?" Juliet asked him.

Gnomeo leaned on the railing that separated sidewalk from sand. "Not this year. We went last year, but there's business, I guess. No one really tells me anything anyway."

She squeezed his hand, and he turned to her. "What about you?"

Juliet grimaced. "My dad and Tybalt are going somewhere, and they want me to come along. I'd rather stay here with you though."

"Who says you have to go anywhere?"

She laughed a little. "How am I supposed to get out of it?"

Gnomeo thought for a second. "Well, they always say you're too delicate right?"

"Yeah, So?"

"Maybe, you should own up to the role. Maybe you're just too delicate for vacation."

Juliet smiled, and he could tell she was calculating in her head.

He drew her to him, and wrapped his arms around her, and she placed hers around his neck.

"I love you."

They said it exactly at the same time. Gnomeo felt his heart swell up, with their awkwardly cute in-between chuckle, and he leaned in and kissed her passionately, as the fireworks went up and shattered sparkles all around them.

Sure enough, Gnomeo's plan worked. Juliet had been able to convince her father, that it was the safest thing to do, to leave her at home, to look after the house.

Right away, she'd sent a note to Gnomeo.

G,

You'd better still have my hairpin. You'll probably need it this summer. They're leaving this Monday.

Love, Love, Love,

J.R.R.

"Are you sure about this, Juliet?" Her father asked as he prepared to leave.

"Yes. I've been feeling a little faint lately, remember?"

"Well, I'm having Nanette write me reports every week. I expect you'll be good, and I'll be back before you know it."

Lord Redbrick was unsure about leaving his daughter, this year more than others. Juliet kissed his cheek.

"I'll see you soon! Have fun!" She called.

"Goodbye dear!"

"Bye Dad!"

Juliet almost felt that tight closed up,about-to-cry feeling that she got whenever her father left her alone, but then she remembered Gnomeo, and instantly felt better. She couldn't wait for him anymore.

Once Lord Redbrick left, Gnomeo emerged from his hiding spot. He'd brought his loyal dog, Shroom, with him. From his pocket, he extracted the hairpin and stuck it in the lock. Sure enough, it worked. He slowly opened the heavy doors, and gazed at the ornate ceilings. The Redbrick mansion was almost as nice as the Bluebury one.

From the large, red carpeted staircase, he heard her voice say, "Gnomeo?"
"Juliet?" And there she was.

That summer became the summer of Gnomeo and Juliet. They were together at least three times a week. Sometimes, they would go out to visit Bill Featherstone and his beautiful gardens, where they could walk and hold hands and Gnomeo would push Juliet on the swing all they wanted. Featherstone didn't care that their families were huge rivals, or that they weren't really supposed to be seeing each other. It was exhilarating, the freedom they both felt, when it didn't matter who you were, or how money you had, or whose great great grandfather said what to whomever. All that mattered, was them and their romance, but underneath the giddiness and passion of young love, was a deep and mutual bond of love that they shared, and were seemingly bound by.

Usually though, they stayed at Juliet's, sitting on the deck, sipping champagne, talking, kissing, cuddling, and laughing. Shroom sometimes came along, and he liked Juliet very much, which was funny because he didn't like Rosalie at all.

Rosalie had gone away for the summer, to the resort where they'd met, and even though Gnomeo had done his best to defer her advances, she still wrote him long letters, which he didn't even bother to read anymore. Surprisingly, Sowden and Lady Bluebury didn't confront Gnomeo about where he was going so often. Sowden had wanted Gnomeo out of the way and Lady Bluebury listened to Sowden. Juliet had to keep seeing Paris, but it was obvious that Nanette had a crush on him, so she did her best to stay out of his way, and lead him to encounter Nanette.

As long, hot summer days fused into each other, their many adventures had to draw to a close. Their final day of freedom, had been a nostalgic one, and Juliet was trying not to cry when she kissed him goodbye. She wasn't a weak crybaby, but she felt like one. Their summer was ending, and she was a little bit afraid of what would happen next. People would be coming back. People who just seemed to further complicate the happiest thing she had. What did it mean for them? She was so preoccupied with it that night as she got ready for bed, that she hardly noticed someone climbing her balcony.

There was a tap on the glass, and she turned around.

"Gnomeo?" She saw his face and quickly opened the glass door, letting him in, and closing the light red curtains behind him.

It was the first time he'd been in her bedroom, but not the first time that he'd seen her in her nightgown.

'What are you doing here?" She asked him. "My father comes back tomorrow, or maybe tonight!" She shuddered inwardly, just to imagine what would happen if they were caught.

"I had to give you this in person." He told Juliet.

Gnomeo reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small box. Juliet's heart sped up. He opened it, and in it, was the most beautiful necklace she'd ever seen. It was a small pendant diamond, that glowed white and purple with a small ruby to the left of it, and a small sapphire to the right of it.

"Gnomeo." She breathed, amazed and surprised. "It's beautiful! I love it! Oh thank you!" She embraced him lovingly.

"Read the back." He murmured in her ear. Slowly, she drew away and turned the stone over. It read, For My One True Love.

"Oh Gnomeo. I love you too, darling"

She leaned in and kissed him happily, but not long after, he drew away, his face grim.

"I wanted to give it to you before everyone came back. I don't know when I'll see you again."

"Me either." She admitted.

"Which was why I wanted to tell you that no matter what, and no matter where I am, I love you and I'm thinking of you." He swallowed and entwined his fingers with hers. "And someday, I promise, to give you a real engagement ring, like you deserve."

"And someday," She continued, "I promise to say yes." Her voice cracked a little, and she moved into him.

"I'll never let them marry me to anyone else but you." She said.

Gnomeo nodded and kissed her again. When he pulled away, she stopped him.

"Don't go. Please."

"But what about your father?" He asked, almost mocking her.

"He probably won't come back until tomorrow. I don't want to be alone tonight." She laughed a little.

"I guess I'm not ready to say goodbye, quite yet." She told him, softly.

He touched her arm lightly. "Good, cause I wasn't either."

As they lay on her bed, entwined. Juliet listened to the steady beat of Gnomeo's heart, her head resting lightly on his broad chest. His fingers lightly stroked her hair, and she felt her eyes closing. As she began to drift off, she heard him sleepily say,

"You don't have to say goodbye, because this isn't goodbye at all."

"I know." She'd whispered back, before falling asleep to the sound of his unfaltering breathing.

Juliet woke up to someone stroking her arm, lightly. Slowly, she turned over and saw Gnomeo's blue eyes staring at her.

"Good Morning." He whispered.

"Good Morning to you too." She replied, smiling,

Suddenly, she remembered her father, and she looked away.

"You have to go."

Juliet hated saying those words and hated that plain, flat truth of it. She didn't want him to go, ever.

As if reading her thoughts, "I know. But I don't want to."

She propped her head up with her hand. "I don't want you to either, Gnomeo, but you have to."

"I know." He slowly got up, and Juliet followed him, wrapping her robe tightly.

"Remember." Gnomeo told her as he stood on the balcony;

Juliet nodded and touched the necklace lightly. She kissed his cheek, and he began to climb away. In her heart, she felt an anger growing inside her. This was unfair. Unfair that he had to climb balconies and sneak around to see him. It was unfair that she had to wait until her family was gone, to see him. It was unfair that their money -obsessed families hated each other, for no real reason. It was unfair that this hate, was keeping something as wonderful as their love apart. It was completely and utterly unfair.

She hated it.

Gnomeo,

I'm writing this, right after you left me this morning.

I already miss you terribly, and am wondering when I'm going to see you.

Of course, it's difficult to see each other these days, but just because I am Redbrick and you are a Bluebury, doesn't mean a thing to us.

I know you have a lot on your mind, with getting your family fortune and being pushed away by your mom's associate, so know that I am thinking of you, and I miss you already.

I love you.

See you soon,

Juliet.

Rosalie was on her way to visit Gnomeo. Her life was like an hourglass, and her sand was running out. Slowly, she trudged in her heavy skirts, up the white marble staircase of the Bluebury mansion. As she was let in, she ran her fingers jealously over the pearl encrusted door and silently slipped across the cool tiled floor. Suddenly, she saw a stray piece of paper and picked it up. It was addressed in a feminine scrawl to Gnomeo.

Her heart pounded and she quickly opened it. Her eyes scanned the writing.

There were phrases like Left me this morning….missing you terribly….I am Redbrick, you are Bluebury...see you again….I love you.

She gasped in a mixture of shock, horror, and disgust. Gnomeo was seeing another girl! How was this even possible? She reread the note. Gnomeo was seeing the Redbrick girl! Who was Juliet? What would his family say if they found out? Suddenly, she had an idea.

Quickly, she walk-ran over to Sowdens office door and called through the peephole.

"Mr. Sowden?"

"Rosalie? Is that you?" He called back.

"Yes. Now open this door."

She heard shuffling and suddenly the door opened.

"Can I help you Rosalie?"

"Mr Sowden, I think you'd better read this."

And she handed him the note.

ENJOY! R&R PEOPLE! Sorry for the cliffhanger and sorry this took so long but it's my longest chapter ever!