A/N HI THERE so this chapter is where things start picking up!
Thanks to everyone who is reading this because I'm getting the feeling that no one is
PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW
I don't own FF9
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She sucked in a breath of the night's clean air and swung one leg over the window sill—thankfully she wasn't didn't have that lengthy dress she was required to wear on. Chocolate eyes darted over her shoulder and back to her extravagant bedchamber.
Should I really?...
She was about to turn back around and give up her wild scheme, but no…she was too sick of being alone. Garnet pulled the hood of her cloak over her head, concealing her face and all of her hair. Though white wasn't the best color to be sneaking around in, it would have to do for now. Garnet gripped the window sill and swung her other leg over, then using the momentum she was able to fling herself sideways and into the vines that grew along the edge of the castle. She clung fast, trying not to shriek as the vines swayed because of the sudden weight. Once they settled, she began her careful descent. Being sure she never lost her footing and being sure she didn't make the vines sway once more.
When her ordeal was over, Garnet gave herself a pat on the back; looks like all of her training had paid off. Now all she had to do was "borrow"—because a princess would never steal—a boat to reach the city on the other side of the river.
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To many people, repetition is soothing. You'll sit, you'll stand, you'll pace, you'll sit again and so on. Zidane, on the other hand, did not find it comforting in the least. In fact, he had been repeating the same process for the past hour, his tail twitching nervously all the while. In another hour he gives up and falls face first onto his bed. He was beyond despair, and far beyond help. Unless for some reason Baku decided to stay in Alexandria. Zidane smiled bitterly, Baku would never do that.
The blonde let out a sigh and turned over. He hated, no, he despised when Tantalus left Alexandria for some other city to hunker down in. Well, he had to admit, it wasn't necessarily Alexandria he would miss. To be honest, he couldn't care less about the city. What he cared about, and loathed leaving behind was the princess, even if she wasn't "his."
And he had never really "met her."
Zidane locked his azure eyes on the castle, glowing pink in the dawn's early light.
Maybe I'll get lucky and see her for just a moment! He thought hopefully.
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Sneaking out in the middle of the night had not been one of Garnet's greatest ideas. As a matter of fact, she had never felt so idiotic—or afraid for that matter—in all her life. The streets were abandoned and bathed in inky black shadows. All was silent. Deathly silent. It was as if the city was holding its breath, waiting for something tragic to befall its princess.
Garnet dashed along an alleyway in hopes of locating a less ominous part of town she could stay in until dawn came. Suddenly, a beefy hand grabbed her by the shoulder. Garnet squeaked in terror as she was spun around. A giant man towered over her, with a twisted grin painting his face. He was obviously powerful; the muscles on his chest and arms looked about ready to pop the shirt he was wearing open.
"Aren't you a pretty little thing?" he cooed.
"Th-thank you sir, but I-I really must be going!" Garnet tried to pry the man's fingers from her shoulder, but to no avail. His grip only tightened the more she struggled, until it felt like he would break her shoulder. Garnet felt panic rising inside her. Her attacker used his other arm to grab her by the wrist and pushed her up against the wall. Pinning her there. He leaned over her, so close she could feel his breath and flipped her hood off, so he could see her entire face. She turned her away hoping it would help with something. The beast began forcing a kiss upon her when panicked instinct took over. Garnet shot her leg up and lodged her foot right in-between the giant's legs. His grip on her immediately loosened and he doubled over groaning. Garnet ran as fast as she could.
What a monster! Oh I hope everybody does not act that way!
Garnet didn't stop running until she found a crevice between a box and a building. She collapsed there and hugged her knees trembling on the cold stone until a troubled sleep took over her senses.
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"Bye Baku, I'm going out for a bit!"
"Don't you try and make us stay here by getting 'lost' again monkey-boy,"
Zidane nodded his head "yes" in reply and fled. He wanted to enjoy his last day in Alexandria! Right down to the last second. After all, he would be gone for half a year. He headed for the town square. Plenty of fun stuff went down there!
The blonde reached the market at midday, so the square was extremely crowded. Just the way he liked it. Zidane smiled, his tail swaying happily, there were so many people to pick pocket from! He moved easily through the crowd. Slipping his hands in and out of pockets and taking the money for himself without a single soul noticing. He would have made an impressive ghost. The thief didn't really have a reason for taking random stranger's money—it was just for fun! A hobby almost. Just as he was beginning to feel bored there was a commotion at a fruit stand. Zidane grinned wickedly. Finally some action!
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A homeless child approached the unguarded food. His hair was long, down to his shoulders almost. It was matted and dirty. His clothes were stained gray and in tatters. He reached over the corner of the booth cautiously, praying he could get away with on of the brightly colored fruits.
"Get away from those you filth!" an outraged voice bellowed. The boy cried out in pain and fear as his hand was smacked with the flat edge of a sword. With wide, bewildered eyes the pitiful thing dashed blindly into the crowd. In his haste, he rammed into a young lady, knocking her over.
"I-I'm s-so sorry miss!" he stammered—terrified of receiving further punishments.
"Oh no it is quite alright," Garnet picked herself up off the road and adjusted the creamy hood concealing her face. "Accidents happen."
She looked the abandoned boy up and down, horrified with how malnourished he was. His bones were pressing up against his skin as if they were trying to break free. His face was hollow and his eyes were empty. Garnet strolled over to the stand he had recently tried to steal from and picked up a large peach. She then handed it to the boy.
"You seem hungry," she said wearing a friendly smile. The same smile she uses to fool everyone. That same processed smile she had worn her entire life. The smile she got in return brought such joy to her it was almost real.
"Th-thank you so much ma'am!" the child turned and dashed away. Garnet watched him vanish into the crowd, her brown eyes sparkling with delight.
"Hey." A not-so-friendly voice came from behind, "were you planning on paying for that?"
