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Admittedly, there may be a few cases where this sort of 'Yes, your Majesty' syndrome from Virgo, and the 'Do exactly as I tell you, because I know best' syndrome from Leo, gets into a pattern, then solidifies into a very sad, permanent arrangement, but a I've already mentioned, such a situation is rare and infrequent.
What is more likely to occur after a time, is what is referred as 'the turning of the worm.' When this happens, Leo is dumbfounded to discover that the curtsying, obedient Virgo does have a tolerance level for being trampled upon, and when it's been reached, the long-suffering, quiet Virgin will become quite surprisingly verbal. All of a sudden, he (or she) will reel off a list of Leo's flaws and shortcomings, with painful accuracy, then quietly (and till courteously) walk away from the royal castle with an irritating aplomb and determination (Virgo is an Earth Sign, you know), open up a cobbler shop somewhere… and thereafter refuse to cobble any boots or slippers for His or Her Majesty's feet, let alone kiss them in servitude any longer.
There we have the opposite scene: the unfortunate Lion or Lioness (this Leo will invariably be a Pussycat type) who becomes the masochistic-victim of a long siege of very subtle sadistic treatment from a cool, earthy Virgin, who incessantly (never mind how politely) splits every hair in Leo's mane, until the poor Lion ) or Lioness) is nearly bald, in a symbolic sense - continually berates and belittles the Shy Pussycat's accomplishments or efforts - endlessly analyzes his (or her) Leonine dreams as being impractical, and as full of holes as Swiss cheese - and criticizes the Leo's every word and gesture as overly dramatic. After a while, bereft of all dignity, the Leo person, stripped of pride, and robbed of confidence, will wander forlornly around the house or classroom, office or playpen, like the whimpering Lion in the Land of Oz, twisting his or her tail nervously, keeping it tucked protectively under the arm, weeping waterfalls of tears… and searching pitifully for the gift of courage. Nothing could be a more pathetic sight than a proud King or Queen of the jungle thus reduced to a quivering mass of masochistic meowing.
Although this is an extreme example, it can happen. Nevertheless, such a story will likely have the same kind of O. Henry ending as the earlier scene we used as an example, when the Virgo worm turned. Only rarely will such a situation continue permanently. The most probable ending is that the Leo worm (I don't know if I dare call Leo a worm, even in an allegorical sense, but I feel uncommonly brave today) is that the Leo worm will also turn, grow into a Giant Monster Cat, growl… then give a deafening roar… and pounce upon the unsuspecting Virgo nit-picker like any feline pounces on a mouse… magnanimously allow the now-frightened, squeaking Virgo to escape… and finally stalk out the door (or over the side of the playpen) in regal victory, draped in majestic anger, never again to return.
These are all the sad endings, the dangers this Earth-Fire. 2-12 Sun Sign Pattern must guard against. Now that we've warned them about the negative naughtiness that might tempt them, which might occur in some variation, if the Sun-Moon aspect between them is square or opposed, or their Ascendants are unfavourable to each other - and have hopefully taught them how to prevent such heartache - we can move along to the brighter side of the Leo-Virgo association. And there very definitely is a bright side.
A Pussycat and a Virgin of either sex, who have conquered their differences and created a compatible atmosphere for themselves, are a joy to behold. Leo will at last have found a gentle, devoted companion, who sincerely appreciates the golden Leonine virtues - an admiring, intelligent subject to serve him (or her) and to be loyally protected in return. Virgo will at last have found someone genuinely worthy of respect (and Virgo standards are high), a warm-hearted and generous friend, who is both wise and loving… strong enough to count on in an emergency, yet vulnerable enough to need the Virgin's constant fussing and attention. (The awareness of being needed is an intoxicating boost to the lonely Virgin spirit.) When the association is a good one, it's very
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