I really wanted to do a Lenne and Shuyin fan fic but I could never really think of an entertaining plot. So I came up with one finally after drinking 3 cans of Coke and eating chips. What if after Tidus came back to Yuna, Lenne came back to Shuyin? If Yuna can have her happy ending with Tidus, so why can't those two? So that's where the story begins, I hope you really enjoy it. v
I also don't own Final Fantasy X-2.
Shuyin stared up at the Zanarkand lights. The sky was as clear as he'd ever seen it. His rash thinking had he thought left him for dead, but for some reason he found himself waking up in his bed. His bedroom looking the same as he had left it: clothes everywhere, a few pillows tossed carelessly on the ground. He was covered in a deep sweat and had no recollection on how he had made it back from laying beside his precious Lenne to lying in his bed. He remembered in his sleep how he had heard Lenne's beautiful voice singing to him, even after so many years; it hadn't changed.
He tossed his sheets off of him and sat up, he hung his legs over the edge of the ground; his feet making contact with the carpet. He ran his fingers through his damp hair as he stood up in the darkness of his room. Only the stars and the bright moon illuminating it. He wanted to call Lenne, make sure she was okay; he reached into his pocket to search for his phone and found is missing. "Damnit" he cursed to himself. Those damn Bevelle guards must have searched me when I fell. He shook his head, cursing himself for never buying a real phone. He walked out of his bedroom to find his home looking the same. He always kept the rest clean for Lenne, he always wanted her to think highly of him. He flipped on the light switch and the room quickly illuminated with light, making him squint his eyes until they were adjusted. He made his way through the living room and walked to a window and pulled the blinds open. He lived in a small loft in Zanarkand, and the view was absolutely breath taking. The lights shown like they never had, people roamed the paved streets and children played. He looked down at his watch it seemed the streets were more alive at 11 p.m. than he had ever seen them. He leaned against the window seal and sighed heavily. He was hoping he'd see a hurried Lenne rushing into the building where his home was, but he knew he wouldn't. He shook his head and turned away from his window and walked into the kitchen, flipping on the light switch as well. The room filled with light. He walked over to his fridge and opened the refrigerator door and was greeted with the foulest smell. He groaned loudly and slammed the fridge door shut as he plugged his nose. He re-opened the door and looked in it… everything had expired. He looked at his watched and couldn't explain the date. " Maybe I'm just in a dream… Or maybe those damn grocers fucked up again." Yeah, that's it. He nodded to himself in reassurance and pulled out the food one by one and tossed it in the trashcan. Once all of the spoiled food was in the trashcan he walked out of the kitchen, after smelling all of that rotten food, he wasn't near as hungry as before.
He walked back to his living room and turned on the television. On every channel it was just people rejoicing. He sighed and turned off the television set, he wasn't in the mood to rejoice… it wasn't even a holiday. He sat down in the silence and stared at his lap, everyone seemed to be happy; everyone except him. He'd rather be dead than be without his Lenne. Tears stung his eyes as he thought about her, her last touch, last kiss. He could feel everything about her still. The silence was broken by a soft knock on the door. He looked over at the door, wondering if he should open it. He sighed and walked to it, he unlocked it and opened it.
A/N: I figured now would be a good time to start into chapter two.
