Summary: Some times it is your parents who decide how the world treats you, so what would happen if two complete strangers just happened to be trying to escape the same fate in the same place at the same time.

A/N: I do not accept flames but structured criticism is welcome. Hopefully the first two chapters will be up close together to give you something more solid to review and then I will decide based on the reviews if the story is worth pursuing further. I hope that you do like what you read and that I do get to continue with this story.

"Rinoa"

"Rinoa over here!"

"Rinoa, Rinoa!"

She was used to their raised voices and flashing cameras, but she never asked for it. Daughter to the singer Julia Heartily who tragically died fifteen years ago when an attempt was made on her father's life, and her father, General Caraway of the Galbadian Army. It had been a peculiar relationship but it had worked most of the time and she was living proof of that. Now there was very little of that once shinning family left. Her father was distant and that she should be so much like her mother obviously broke his heart. Never the less the papers and magazines pursued her more than they ever did her mother and her father always made sure she had the best care to keep her safe, somewhere in some way he still loved her.

She made very little effort to give them what they wanted the striking pose or fabulous smile. Three hours of playing piano and singing in the hotel where her mother had first started her career had exhausted her playfulness. She was sure to give them a quick smile but one that failed to reach her eyes before being guided safely to her car. She was appreciative of the privacy the dark windows offered her and she sank into her seat.

"Your mother would have loved tonight." She was startled by the voice but smiled softly in recognition.

"Thank you" She mouthed as she rubbed her eyes. "I forgot how much press there'd be." She mumbled as she squirmed in her seat trying to get comfortable.

"They used to hound Julia too; we never seemed to be able to escape them."

"Thanks again... for coming tonight."

"You were right if anyone one should have done a tribute to your mother it should have been her daughter." Even though tears reached her eyes they shared a small smile as he reached across and kissed her forehead. "I'm proud of you."

Some are a little luckier.

"Squall Leonhart wasn't always in the media's eye. For a long time he was just another nobody, nothing to the world he lives in now, now he's one of the most sought after bachelors of the century. He first came to the media's attention only two years ago after a search by his birth father Laguna Loire the current President of Esther city."

"Yes that's right Claire; Squall Leonhart the heartthrob melting the hearts of so many young teens has again today made an announcement that the allegations that he was to wed Quistis Treppe are nothing more than vicious lies. This isn't the first time that Squall Leonhart is said to have had these problems, only this time it wasn't the woman herself declaring this but a member of the presidential palace's staff."

"Yes, unfortunately we are not being allowed to air the woman's name for legal reasons but we do have a clip of Mister Leonhart's speech."

"As you may have heard recently there has been a rumour that I have plans to marry a young woman by the name of Quistis Treppe... There are no such intentions. This is a lie and nothing more. Another vicious attack on my private life..."

"Aww Squall you cut off the best part." The cheery voice was that of his sister Ellone.

"Whatever." You never would have guessed from her behaviour but Ellone was in fact the elder of the two. Her brother's stern and silent demeanour however seemed somewhat more mature than her playful childish antics.

"We could always just watch it on another channel." She chirped with a sinister smile as she snatched the remote from his hands.

"Ellie!" His voice never changed much when he got angry but he did sound sterner and she turned the TV off as quickly as she had turned it on. She looked like a child that had just been scolded, that was until her smile crept through.

"I'm just playing with you Squall."

"I didn't ask for this Ellie." He raised his left hand to his forehead as he frowned. "Why do I have to get all the attention you're Laguna's daughter too."

"Yes but I'm also not his birth daughter which makes you the lucky guy that's next in line for Esther's presidency." She seemed much calmer and more adult like as she settled in the arm chair.

"About that, why the hell don't they just elect someone like the rest of the world?"

"Hey despite all the 'magical' technology Esther's really a pretty backwards kind of place. I guess everyone's just stuck in their ways." Ellone watched him thoughtfully as he sighed heavily. "Look if it's really that bad I have a place where you can get away from all of this. I mean not a soul will know who you are..."