DISCLAIMER: I do not own any locations, characters, or names associated with Final Fantasy X or Final Fantasy X-2. I do, however, own this story J
Author's Notes: This chapter is in no way a rip off of Brenden Fraser's movie of the same name. I just thought that phrase worked well with this chapter. I decided to add this "blast" from Shuyin's past because I think that Shuyin and Lenne needed a little something to keep them apart besides that war (which I will be getting into in more detail in a few chapters).
Below is chapter 5. Leave a review and let me know what you think J
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SILVER WINGS
by akksgurl
Chapter Five: Blast from the Past
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Blitzball practice had run later than usual so when Shuyin, Skirpa, and Bruttam walked out of the stadium all three of them were so tired they could have collapsed on the street and slept. Skirpa still had a grin on his face – one that he'd had all during practice – but he wouldn't tell Shuyin why. He would only say that 'Shuyin knew why' and leave it at that.
The blond blitzer was about to point out that he didn't know what was so damned great when he saw a streak of blue from the corner of his eye. He turned his head and saw Lenne rushing toward him with a huge smile on her beautiful face. He briefly noted Zaon and Yunalesca behind her but all conscious thoughts left his head when she reached him and hugged him close to her. He could smell the scent of jasmine in her hair and momentarily let himself close his eyes and block out all other things except for her until she pulled away and said, "Thank you so much!"
Shuyin could feel the eyes of his friends on him and the beautiful songstress but he forced himself to focus on the gorgeous creature before him. He allowed himself a small grin when he asked, "Why?"
Lenne laughed and shook her head, "Like you don't know!" she punched him playfully and said, "I talked to Wargna this morning and he is still interested in that position you told me about last night." She waited for him to give her a look of understanding before she said, "Yep! I got it!!"
Impulsively, Shuyin gave her a quick kiss on the lips, "That is so great!" he cried before he realized what he'd done. He wanted to crawl in a hole and die or run before she had a chance to slap him, but she didn't slap him.
Instead she grinned and said, "And I owe it all to you. I don't know how I can repay you."
Skirpa stepped forward at that moment and introduced himself to Lenne. When that was finished he smiled at the songstress and suggested a means to repay Shuyin, "You could take him out to dinner with your first paycheck."
Lenne smiled and said, "If Shuyin's interested, then that'd be great."
The Farplane must have exploded. Macalania must have melted. The Thunder Plains must have become a tourist attraction. The world as Shuyin knew it had to have been coming to an end.
Lenne wanted to go out with him!
Shuyin was, once again, unable to form words. His mouth opened and closed like a fish while Lenne waited for him to respond. He could see Bruttam shaking his head in disappointment at Shuyin's pathetic display but Skirpa just grinned and said to Lenne, "See, he likes you so much he's tongue tied."
"Well," Lenne said to Skirpa, "I seriously doubt that I could make any guy tongue tied, much less Shuyin." She playfully punched Shuyin in the chest again, "So do you want to…"
"Shuyin?!"
That voice was one Shuyin hadn't heard in almost three years. He stiffened visibly and cast a glance at Zaon who also had a tense look on his face. Shuyin focused his blue eyes on the woman approaching him. Dressed in tight black leggings and a long red sweater, the girl's dark blond hair was accented by a black barrette that clung to a few strands and kept them from her face. Shuyin swallowed hard and tried to keep his anger under control.
"That is you!" she said when she came to stop in front of Shuyin, who still had Lenne by his side. She grinned, "How have you been?"
Shuyin didn't answer. It wasn't because his mouth couldn't form words. On the contrary, they could form quite a few words but none of them seemed appropriate to say in front of Lenne. After a few minutes of silence, the girl's smile faded and she asked, "You haven't forgotten my name, have you?" she put her hands on her hips, "Since I've been back in town, I've heard quite a few rumors about you. None of them too flattering, I might add."
Lenne's questioning gaze caused Shuyin to realize he was going to have to speak to the girl in front of him at some point. Pointedly refusing to speak to her would make him look bad in Lenne's eyes and that was the last thing he wanted – especially since she had expressed interest in going out with him. He sighed and said, "I thought you were living in D-West, Allyn."
Allyn's smile returned, "So you do remember me!"
"I wouldn't forget someone like you, Allyn. Someone who is so…" A sharp jab in the ribs from Skirpa caused him to stop in mid sentence and shoot his friend thankful look. Just being within feet of Allyn was making him furious.
Why was she back?!
Allyn looked at Lenne and gave her a fake smile as she said, "My, are you Lady Lenne from C-South?"
Lenne nodded, "Yes I am. It's nice to meet you Allyn."
Lenne extended her hand to shake Allyn's but the pompous female just looked at it and sneered, "I'm sure it is, honey." Shuyin could see Lenne's shock at the rude comment she'd received and he felt his annoyance with Allyn grow to anger. He rushed forward, grabbing the woman's arm roughly and dragging her across the street to stand under the blitzball statue that stood outside of the stadium.
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"Who is that?" Yunalesca asked as the group watched Shuyin interrogate the girl from across the street. She looked familiar and assumed she was one of Shuyin's many one night stands, but there was something about the way they fought that indicated a deeper sort of familiarity.
Her husband shrugged, "It's a long story."
Skirpa and Bruttam nodded in agreement, "A very long story." Bruttam agreed.
Yunalesca noted the way that Lenne watched Shuyin shyly and with a sort of longing. It was obvious that her friend liked the blitzer and that frightened Yunalesca. Shuyin wasn't the type to stick around and she knew that Lenne would just fall in love with him and end up hurt and alone. She really wished there was something she could do to stop that, but there wasn't. Lenne was doomed to her own fate and if that fate meant Shuyin then there was nothing Yunalesca could do to prevent it.
Still curious and a little concerned for Lenne's feelings, Yunalesca nudged her husband, "Come on, Zaon. I'm sure there's a short version to that story of yours. Who is she?"
"Her name is Allyn." Replied Zaon.
Yunalesca searched her mind for that name and then it hit her. She'd seen that girl with Shuyin several times early on in her relationship with Zaon. She hadn't known Shuyin very well then and the two rarely hung out with him at that point but she distinctly remembered that girl. She gasped and cried, "Please tell me she's not here to tell him he has a child!"
Skirpa started laughing at the absurdity of that remark and said, "No! No! No! If Allyn has a child, it sure as hell isn't Shuyin's. It's probably…" he paused and looked at Bruttam, "What was that guy's name again?"
"George or Gayorg or Georg or something like that, I think."
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"You're hurting my arm!" Allyn hissed as she wrenched her arm away from Shuyin and glared at him, "I thought you'd be happy to see me."
Shuyin let out a loud laugh and shook his head, "Why the hell would I be happy to see you?! I thought you were living it up in D-West with…" he paused and scratched his head, "What was his name again?"
"Georg." Allyn said solemnly before adding, "I'm not seeing him anymore."
"So let me guess. You thought that you could just swing your hips back to A-East and I'd drop to my knees for you." Shuyin rolled his eyes, "Get over yourself Allyn."
"Is that singer your girlfriend?" she asked after Shuyin had taken a few steps away from her. The blitzer stopped and turned back to her as she said, "You always were her biggest fan. Does she know you have all of her spheres?"
Shuyin leaned into Allyn so that she could feel his breath on her face, "Lenne is none of your business. Nothing in my life is any of your business anymore, Allyn. You made that choice when you left."
"I loved you, you know." Allyn whispered, "I still do."
Shuyin glared at her, "You had a hell of a funny way of showing it." He replied and with that said, Shuyin spun on his heels and marched right over the Lenne. He wasn't going to let Allyn's unwelcomed appearance interrupt him answering the lovely songstress' question. Smiling at the girl, he said, "Now that that is out of the way. I would love to let you take me to dinner sometime."
Lenne grinned into his eyes and obviously forgot totally about the interruption, "That'd be great. How about tonight?"
"Tonight is fantastic."
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Allyn stood seething as she watched the small group of friends walk away but she focused her anger and hatred on only one – the pretty brunette, Lenne.
Who did that bitch think she was? If she wasn't around, Allyn could have swept back into town and reclaimed what was rightfully hers without anyone's interference but now she was going to have to work at reclaiming her property.
"Damn that prissy little bitch!" she hissed to herself as she watched that pretty songstress saunter alongside Shuyin, casting flirtatious glances toward him and giggling stupidly at whatever thing he'd just said.
Forcing herself to take a deep breath, Allyn straightened her hair. She had to relax. Since it was obvious that her plan of staying with Shuyin was put on temporary hold, she had to find a place to stay first. Once that was finished, she could work on shoving little miss songstress out of the picture and putting herself next to Shuyin the way it was meant to be.
She felt a triumphant smile forming on her lips as she watched Lenne round the corner with the rest of them, "Very soon, little missy. I'll wipe that damned smile right off of your face." She hissed as she turned and walked in the opposite direction toward the apartment district.
