Zidane Tribal was a poor boy that was adopted into a family of Thieves. His "Father" was a man who did not want Zidane to become involved with anyone who would take his mind off thieving. For the longest time, this never once bothered the young genome. Then on his 18th birthday, his friends took him out to a club. That's when he first laid his eyes on her.

Garnet Til' Alexandrios was a beautiful girl that lived in the richest of homes. She had an easy life as a Princess. Always being waited on hand and foot. What could be better? To her…. anything could be better. All she wanted was to get away from that life. So one night when Steiner, her guard, let his guard down, she snuck off to a club that she had heard of from a friend.

Zidane, Blank, Cinna , and Marcus had been sitting at a table eating food and just having a good time when Garnet walked in. Zidane saw her and at first glance, he wanted her. He had always been like that. He sees a girl and he wants to "feel" that girl, but he didn't just want to do this with her. She seemed special. She had long dark brown hair that ended just below her back. Her eyes were a dark, almost chocolately color. She had on what seemed to be a yellow jumpsuit with a white shirt underneath. And it was not only catching Zidane's attention, but the rest of his table was staring at her. Blank ruffled up his red hair, and stood up.

"I'm gonna talk to her... maybe I'll get layed."

Zidane stood up in Blank's way and and pushed him back into his seat with his tail, "I saw her first."

He walked over to her and ran his fingers through his dirty blonde hair. "Where are you coming from?"

Garnet just looked at him. She saw how impressive he was attempting to be and let out a small laugh. "That's cute"

Truthfully she did find him incredibly good-looking. Zidane was of average height, and he wore a snug fitting blue vest. What really attracted her was a tail that seemed to be popping out from the back of his pants. His hair was of an amazing blonde color that he pulled back into a ponytail. She kept smiling at him. The silence was gave them time to just look at each other. Zidane smirked at her.

"So, what's your name? After all since we're gonna be good friends, I think I should know"

"What makes you think we'll be "good friends"?"

They looked at each other and he raised his eyebrows. She seemed to forget what she just said.

"My name is..."

"GARNET!"

At that moment Steiner burst in through the club door. He looked around eagerly and spotted her. He ran over to where Garnet and Zidane had stood talking.

"Garnet, why did you run off?", Steiner looked at Zidane and whipped his head back towards Garnet, "And what are you doing talking to this filth?"

Steiner had recognized Zidane from the many times he had been seen stealing from the castle and narrowly escaping. "You deserve to be in jail….In fact I'll send you now…you scum."

"Steiner...Shutup! You have no right to say that! I'll go home without complaint, but leave him out of this!"

"But…Princess…"

"Let's Go"

Garnet pretended not to hear him. She looked at Zidane, and then walked towards the exit. Steiner looked at Zidane, "You're lucky this time."

Steiner followed after Garnet and left the club. Zidane watched them both leave, and realized he had never told her his name. He had only learned hers.

"I hope to see you again…..Garnet."