A/N: This a request made especially for Beautykookie13! She is the first person to request a story from me and I'm happy to fulfill her request! So, here's your story, Beautykookie13!

Martha's POV

My friend, Ranko, had invited/forced me to come to a rich guy's party with her, so she wouldn't be lonely. She needed to do an article on the party, but I heard that the guy has this really famous painting called the beautiful girl. I heard it was by the famous Japanese da Vinci! Secretly, my great grandfather! The only thing that can tell people I'm the great granddaughter of the fabulous artist is a ring my great grandfather gave me! Nobody is able to see it's by him, though, so I'm safe! I'm a famous thief by the name of Broken Diamond! Cool name, right? Back to the party, though! Ok, so I'm wearing a gold, sleeveless dress that has sequins around the middle, sprinkling down into the knee length skirt, and sprinkling up to the top of the dress. The dress is made of a gold fabric up onto the top of the chest and then it goes into this gold tinted, more thinly (see through) on my collarbone area. My blond hair lies in curls around my face. My brown eyes have gold, sparkly eyeshadow with black eyeliner on. I top it off with simple, comfy, and glittery silver flats. I'm wearing flats because I'm going to use this party to my advantage. That painting will be in my possession before this night is over.

"Hey, Martha! I'm going to go interview the host, ok?" Ranko told me.

'Showtime' I thought.

"Ok!" I responded.

Ranko left and I snuck off. Making sure I was in front of guards, I fake fainted. One of the guards ran over.

"Are you alright, miss?!" he asked me.

"Oh, yes, I just drank too much. Is there a room I can rest in for a little bit?" I asked the guard.

"Sure, this way, miss" He answered, leading me to one of the spare bedrooms in the mansion.

The bed was decorated with a red fancy comforter hanging over its gold bedframe. The walls were decorated with a brown wood, same with the ceiling. I didn't really care about the room, though. I watched the guard leave from the bed. Once he was gone, I got off the bed and peeked out into the hallway. Like I thought, there were no guards in this hallway because the party was a floor below. I snuck down the hallway to the rich guy's bedroom. I saw the painting on the wall above his bed.

'It cannot be that simple' I thought.

I checked the painting, only to see I was right. It was a counterfeit. I then saw a painting over in the corner of the room that looked crooked.

"No way would anything be crooked in here unless it was moved regularly. I took the painting off the wall to find a safe behind it. I cracked the safe open, being the smart genius I am. I took the REAL painting out of the safe and tucked it under my arm. I left my sign to say I was here in the safe, a card with a broken diamond on it. I walked out of the room, and then jumped out the window.

I landed swiftly out onto the grass and started walking along the edges of the stone wall surrounding the guy's garden I had landed in. I got past the gate and started towards my car. I'm so close to being safe! Although, it isn't unusual I get out safely. The painting, all of a sudden, was slipped out from under my arm.

"I'll take that!" an orange haired guy said from behind me.

"Hey!" I shouted, turning around swiftly.

I reached out to grab the painting, but he hopped backwards. I hopped forward, he hopped backward. All of a sudden, we were in a hopping chase, him hopping backwards while I hopped forward. I think he got tired of that because he winked, leaned forward, and kissed me on the cheek and then turned around and ran away. I stood there in shock for a little while. I mean the guy was cute, like really cute, but he kissed me! ON THE CHEEK! I was freaking out! Shaking myself out of my stupor, I chased after the dude. He had gotten a little ways away, but I was fast! I caught up to him and grabbed the painting. We got into a tug of war match with the painting. I think he got an idea and he pecked me on the lips! I let go out of shock, and he ran way to a black van. The black van hurriedly pulled away and drove away. As the car shrank into a little black dot, I slapped my forehead.

"I've got to stop doing that! Stupid emotions! Stupid cute guy!" I shouted out in the middle of the vacant road.

Realizing I just yelled stupid cute guy out in the middle of the road, I slapped my hands over my mouth and blushed. Not realizing what he had done when he had kissed me, I climbed into my car and drove away.

Hiro's POV

"So did you get the painting from the thief?" Riki asked me as I climbed into the van.

"Yep!" I said, smiling. "And I got something else!"

"What?" Kenshi asked.

"Remember that girl we have been looking for? The great granddaughter?" I asked them.

"Get to the point, carrot head," Takuto grumbled.

"Well, that was her! She was the thief! I could tell by the ring on her finger!" I excitedly told them.

"That's good news, but how we going to find her again?" Riki asked us.

"Oh, don't worry! I put a tracker on her back!" I answered.

"Good job, Hiro! Let's all go back to Le Renard Noir then and discuss our next plan!" Kenshi said.

'Pretty cute girl too, funny reactions too' I thought, smirking as we started to drive back to Le Renard Noir.