Romeo was resting on the desk as the students came into the classroom, and he actually looked a bit misty-eyed.
"This is the end of our time together," he said. "Love's not a thing one can give grades or tests for, so we'll have no testing. But we're watching
Rabat, which has been
voted the greatest love story ever filmed, and Miss Dojima and I are here if you've questions about anything at all."
"Hai!" Dojima grabbed a stack of business cards and started handing them out, which listed her cell and email, contact info for the clinic, the florist, a good chocolates place, and some relationship counselors on the mainland. "This should cover most of what you need, if you ever find yourself in a pickle," she continued cheerfully. "Keep it in your wallets, and you'll be set."
He paused to select a bit of candy from a bowl. "And there are snacks," he added. "Enjoy."
"One more thing!" Yurika had thought about this long and hard, especially with everything that had gone down in Tokyo with the STN-J. She was on (forced) leave pending the investigation into what had gone down at the Factory, especially since she refused to disclose the wereabouts of Amon, Robin, and who the man in the white coat that she had been seen with was.
And Dojima Yurika was sick of taking orders and letting her job control her life.
"
Ano, Signore Montague," she said, batting her eyes at him and taking his hand, the other one going to her back jeans pocket and pulling out a
ring. "Think I can make an honest man out of you? Or are you having fun being my 'American Concubine,' as the papers keep calling you?"
Romeo blinked at the ring for a long moment, then reached out his hand quickly so she could slide the ring on. He'd
proposed once, when they were students, and it had been all wrong. This time ... This time it wasn't wrong at all.
"I'll be made honest for you," he said, unable to come up with a joke. "It is all I have wanted since I met you."
And if anyone could argue to the contrary, they weren't in the classroom.
Romeo cleared his throat against all the words he wanted to say but couldn't in front of the students. "Sometimes," he finally managed, "someone gets a happy ending."
And then he hit play on the DVD with a trembling finger.