Well, here's the fourth chapter! I don't except much feedback or so due to uploading rather late but..well..who cares? xP Now, this is one of the most important scene of the play which have been greatly modified to fit our character's nature :)...I grew a ..hate for..Shuuya...yeah hate ...and...well...thats why I havent been upload..but...welll...I shall finish this story :) I promise! You might aswell check the orignal play for the original dialogue...:)))))

Too dazed to respond to his friends' frantic callings, Gouenji just kept standing in the middle of the road, not moving from a single inch.

"Do you think he is alright?" Mercutio asked his companion while waving his hand in front of the eyes of the apprentice Romeo who was still indifferent.

"I sincerely don't know" Benvolio replied eyeing his cousin with much concern. Something has happened in the Capulet's place during the party and had terrified his Lord but he was too busy keeping an eye on a flirteous Mercutio to notice anything.

"Romeo! Are you alright my lad?"He yelled in his ear.

Then, for the first time, the white haired boy's seemed to come back to Earth. His index lingered on the lips aching for another kiss until he exploded a joyful exclamation.

"Damn, I'm alright! More than alright!" he said euphoric while slapping Benvolio's back who did not believe the sudden change into his friends' behavior. While in 15th century Verona, they were glad to get a cheerful Romeo back, in 2013, any sane people who had known Gouenji for more than 5 minutes would be utterly freaked out.

"Look like you forgot about the fair Rosalyn" Benvolio noticed while nodding approvingly. He was almost as happy as his cousin himself who was narrating his exploit in front of the two interested young men who seemed rather absorbed.

"What are you waiting? Go find her!"Mercutio advised.

"Are you sure?" Shuuya's face fell as he was mentally naming the pros and the cons.

"Of course lad! Now go!" they pushed him away and watched their friend running to the Capulet's orchard until he was out of sight, wishing him the best of luck.

"Hey Benvolio, do you know how maiden virgins are so brilliant in bed?" Mercutio asked conventionally.

"No and I don't want to" The brunette sighed while pulling his friend back home and wishing he would shut up with the suggestive jokes.

A reckless Shuuya ventured into his the garden of his supposedly father's enemy. He was making his way through the bushes, small vines and Orange-fruit trees' whose exotic smell was spreading into the air.

Then there is was, the imposing stone balcony he has been searching since all these minutes and soon he was short of breath not because of all the walking but because in front of him was Juliet.

But then, his face was contorted into a grimace as if someone had kicked him in the guts. What he was doing was horrible and grotesque. Didn't he promise to himself not to act like Romeo? He trying to pursue Juliet would only lead to tragedy but soon all the mature and shouldn't he be searching a way to go back to his time instead? But soon all the wise thinking was lost as soon as the young girl pronounced his name. (Well, she said 'Romeo' but all these folks thought it was him so who cared?)

"Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet." She sighed and he was almost sad that he could no longer hear her beautiful soprano voice. Even though he barely understood anything she said he was thrilled. Come on! She said her name thrice while talking to herself.

"It's only your name that's my enemy. You'd still be yourself even if you stopped being a Montague. What's a Montague anyway? It isn't a hand, a foot, an arm, a face, or any other part of a man. Oh, be some other name! What does a name mean? The thing we call a rose would smell just as sweet if we called it by any other name. Romeo would be just as perfect even if he wasn't called Romeo. Romeo, lose your name. Trade in your name—which really has nothing to do with you—and take all of me in exchange." She went on resting her cheek on her hand.

"All of you?" the intruder interrupted while stepping out of the shadow he sheltered. At the sound of the voice, Juliet jumped and became immediately alarmed.

"Who are you and why are you spying on me?" she whispered, her voice quivering.

"My name is hateful to you so I prefer not using it." He whispered back in the night.

"You haven't even spoken a hundred words, yet I know who you are! You are Romeo and Montague! My family would kill you if they happen to see you under my bedroom!" She warned while rushing through the words.

"Let them try" he answered smugly.

"I would lie to you if I would say that I'm not ashamed of all that you heard but I won't deny it though. I am really in love with you My Montague and libeling to you would be unbearable but if you don't love me seriously then I beg you to leave this place" She said while she bent forward the balcony.

"Love?" he gulped. Love like in "In Love"…That was pretty fast he had to admit.

The hesitance in his voice shocked him.

"I knew it! Please leave My Montague, just leave and never show your face again in front of me" The brunette said more harshly visibly hurt.

"No, no wait!" he exclaimed while trying to climb the sloppy balcony, his hands trying to find a support his weight while his legs was lifting him up and up to finally be close to his Juliet. "I could use a little helping hand" he groaned while trying not to fall.

"Oops! Sorry!" She exclaimed while grabbing his hand and pulling him up a few centimeters from her face. He closed his eyes was about to lip-lock when…

"No sir, this is wrong. You can't play with me" she shook her head pushing his face away. He jumped over the balcony and stood in front of the young girl.

"Wait, Juliet! I do love you!" he said impulsively while trying to soothe her.

"How can I be sure of it, sir?" she queried while fighting back the tears which menaced to flow in any second.

"I swear I do love you. I swear by the moon" the sixteen year old declared without deep thinking while assuming that swearing on the mood was a romantic thing.

"Don't swear on the moon! It changes all the time" she said blinking a few times so that the tears would disappear. Shuuya was relieved as a smile appeared on her face.

"Then what do you want me to swear on?" he asked while talking her hand in between his two palms.

"Don't swear at all, just promise to marry me!" she said while clinging to his arm.

He gulped loudly not comprehending fully what was going on.

"Madam!" A voice asked for inside the room and Juliet immediately swirled around to reply.

"I'm coming!" she shouted back. "Are you going to marry me My Love?" she asked in a hurry, her green eyes pleading him to answer quickly.

"I..Uh…Umm…Yes, Of course I'm going to" he replied quickly.

"At what time should I send a messenger tomorrow?" she asked, her beautiful face beamed with happiness at this promise of marriage.

"At nine, I guess"

"So nine it is! Goodbye my love, Goodbye though I hate to say it tonight. Sleep peacefully!" she said as a farewell while accompanying him till the border of the stone balcony.

"I wish I would be peace, so that I could sleep by your side" he spoke truthfully for the first time a line extracted from his class book. Her cheeks were tinted in a slight pink of cheek and this shade grew bigger as he kissed her goodbye. They melt into each other's arm and when she wanted to break their lips apart, he just pulled her closer and kissed her with more fervor and craze.

"Madam! Its time!" The voice in the room called again. Unwillingly, the young-boy-whose-hormones-he-can't-control let go and tenderly kissed her forehead for the last time before jumping from the balcony and landing, like a cat on its legs.

He disappeared into the night trying not to think too much of his promise, not about the mess he fell into.

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