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Author's Notes: Man, almost a week since an update! Sorry for the wait. Work has been crazy lately. Right now I have one more chapter planned for Silver Wings 2 and then I'll begin Silver Wings 3 which will wrap everything up.
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SILVER WINGS 2: 1000 CONFESSIONS
by akksgurl
Chapter Nineteen: Unfinished Business
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Lenne's eyes opened and she tried to figure out where she was. The last thing she remembered was Shuyin's sword coming toward her head. She recognized the bedroom she had been standing in and made a move to stand when she realized that her hands were tied to the headboard with a sheet.
She pulled as hard as she could against her confines, but he had tied her tightly enough to prevent escape. Just what was he planning? Where was he? Questions shot through Lenne's mind as she listened for his footsteps. The radio was completely out of reach for her in the drawer where she had placed it. If only she could reach it, then she could call for help.
She hadn't wanted to fool Shuyin, but he had given her no other choice. After Rikku and the others had told her what he had done, she knew she had to stop him. This was ultimately her fault and she needed to fix it. If she hadn't asked the fayth for another chance with her beloved Shuyin, then none of this would have happened. She needed to make him understand that their time is over but nothing would ever change her love for him.
But would he even listen to her now…?
"Honey, I'm home!" came his sing-song voice from the entranceway. His footsteps echoed on the barren walls as he came down the hallway toward the bedroom where he had her captive. She noted the cuts on his hands as he walked toward her and knelt down, "How's your head?"
Lenne didn't reply, instead she turned her face away from him in disgust. This wasn't the man she had fallen in love with. Her Shuyin would never have done the things that he did. This Shuyin was twisted and sick. This Shuyin was evil.
"Fine, don't answer me." Shuyin replied with a shrug as he stood and stretched his legs, "I don't really want to talk to you either."
"Then why are you here?" she asked.
Shuyin grinned, "So you can talk! I was beginning to think that the clunk on the head had erased your ability to speak."
"Don't flatter yourself. You handle that thing really clumsily."
He laughed and patted her head affectionately, "Funny, Lenne. You always were really funny."
"What do you want from me, Shuyin?" she asked, fear creeping into her voice.
He shrugged, "I don't want anything from you. I'm here to talk to Yuna." He grabbed her hand and placed his fingers firmly around the ring, "Sweet dreams, Lennie."
And the world went dark around her….
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Blue and green eyes opened and stared into the crystalline eyes that glared back at her with a hatred she didn't even comprehend. It took her a moment to realize she was not with her friends.
She was with Shuyin…
"Good morning, sunshine." He hissed, sarcastically, "Did you have pleasant dreams?"
Her spine stiffened at his gentle caress on her cheek and she turned her head away in disgust, "What do you want with me?"
He growled low in his throat and dropped cross legged in front of her, "Okay, we'll get straight to the point then." He said, leaning in to hiss in her face, "Why did you send Lenne here to trick me? Did you honestly think you'd get away with it Yuna? You must really think I'm an idiot."
"I didn't send Lenne anywhere." Replied Yuna, turning to stare directly into his eyes, "I simply suggested we see if Lenne knew where you might be. Anything that happened after I put the ring on isn't my fault."
He frowned and became pensive for a moment. She knew that he realized she was telling the truth. She had no control over what happened after Lenne was in control. He paused before speaking, "I suppose that's true." He laughed, "That's not even the main reason I wanted to talk to you anyway."
"What is the main reason then?"
"How long have you known the merger wasn't working the way I wanted it to?"
So he knew. Yuna felt a tremble start in her feet and travel up her body. She was alone with a crazy dead person inside her boyfriend's body who just found out that no matter what he did, he was going to vanish.
This wasn't good…
"Not long." She replied in a hushed voice, "Only after our interaction on the Celsius."
"So you didn't know back then?" he clarified, "One of your friends told you then?"
Yuna nodded, "They had gone to see the fayth and he told them what was going on. That's when they told me."
Shuyin scratched his chin and leaned closer into her face, "You wouldn't lie to me, would you Yuna?"
She tried to choke down the audible tremble in her voice, "N...no." she whispered.
"Good." He said with a grin, "Very good." Standing and stretching his legs, Shuyin patted Yuna on the head and ruffled her hair a little. She felt completely helpless and wondered what he planned to do next, but then decided she didn't particularly want to know.
A flash of light caught her attention and Yuna looked up and around Shuyin's legs to see the little fayth child standing near the edge of the bed. Her eyes lit up and she thought for a moment that her savior was here when the child nodded curtly, "Hello Shuyin."
The fayth…to see Shuyin?! Yuna's faith in Yevon had been shaken two years before after finding out that everything she believed in and was willing to die for had been a lie, but she hadn't believed that the fayth would have turned on her too…
"I have your answer." The child said, looking blankly at Yuna for a moment before walking – without touching the ground – toward the front room, "Shall we discuss it in the other room?"
Shuyin grunted, "Stop talking so fucking proper, Bruttam!" before he followed and closed the door behind him. Yuna struggled to hear what the two were talking about, but all she managed to hear were muffled voices. She needed to know what they were planning and she needed to get out before Shuyin decided to hurt her. She knew Tidus wouldn't hurt her, but she knew Shuyin didn't feel the same way.
Forcing herself has high as she could with her feet, Yuna gnawed at the bed sheets Shuyin had used as makeshift handcuffs. They were dirty and disgusting, but Yuna was desperate enough to look past that and she finally heard the sweet sound of fabric ripping. Pulling hard with all her strength, she ripped the sheets all the way and freed herself from her precarious position on the floor.
Now the trick was to escape…
The door was off limits since Shuyin could still be heard in his mumbled conversation with the fayth so her only other option was the window. Creeping as slowly as possible, Yuna opened the window silently and climbed, one foot at a time out until she was safely on solid ground. She rounded the house and came out in the front yard, practically crawling so as not to be seen out the window and was about to escape when voices caught her attention. She could hear their conversation much clearer from her current vantage point from beneath the open window.
"You only have a short time frame for the window to Zanarkand to be open." The fayth was saying, "It'll be in the exact place that it was left."
Shuyin seemed intrigued, "After Sin attacked you mean?"
"After the Cry began…"
Shuyin seemed to be confused, but brushed away his confusion with the question, "What will happen after it closes?"
"Time stops for them again."
"Well, what the hell do I care?" Shuyin asked with a laugh, "The important thing is, how long are they willing to do it?"
"Three months. We will open the portal where you requested and will keep it open there tomorrow. After that, the portal will be moved to another location that is difficult to get to. If I were you, I'd get it done tomorrow."
Shuyin giggled maniacally, "That's more than enough time. Thanks so much, Bruttam."
"I'm not doing this for you," the fayth replied as a light filled the room, "I'm doing this for Spira."
Realizing that, chances are, the fayth had disappeared; Yuna rose to her feet and took off in a mad dash for the water that surrounded Zanarkand and the little boat she saw floating in the water. She didn't know what Shuyin and the fayth were plotting and she didn't have time to figure it out. She needed to get back to her friends first. Together, they could stop him.
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"Oh Yuna! I'm ba…" Shuyin stopped in mid sentence and stared at the ripped cords of fabric that marked Yuna's last location. His eyes flashed to the window that was slightly open, letting a warm breeze in and he cursed. The damned girl had escaped, but he had to give her credit where credit was due. He had underestimated her. Fortunately, her escape came after his agreement with the fayth. His plan was going to happen whether Yuna was his captive or not. Fayth do not break promises, even to psychos.
He grinned happily and made quick work of removing the torn shards of cloth and throwing them onto the nearby bed before flopping down on his back upon it and stretching gleefully. Maybe his plans of being with Lenne again weren't going to happen. Maybe his brief thoughts of being with Yuna weren't going to happen, but Shuyin could rest assured that Tidus wasn't going to be with his girl either.
Tidus was going home, whether he wanted to or not.
Shuyin sighed and sat up straight on the bed, running a hand through his frazzled blonde hair. He had spoken to Lenne, checked on Yuna, made arrangements with the fayth…
What was left to do until the portal was opened again?
"Leaving so soon?"
A memory formed in Shuyin's head as a vision of a young, shapely blonde formed in front of him.
"Yes." He replied, unsure of why he was speaking to the empty room.
"We just had the best sex we've ever had and you're just going to leave? Don't you want an encore?"
"Don't read too much into this, Allyn." He said, huskily.
"Too late…"
"This was a mistake. It won't be happening again."
"This wasn't a mistake, Shu. This was fate."
So much fate had occurred in Shuyin's short life – a life cut short by a group of angry soldiers and a large and empty cavern. Fate had sent killed his parents. Fate had sent Lenne to him. Fate had started the war. Fate had killed them all…
But, had fate truly killed Lenne and himself? Had fate truly destroyed their chance for happiness?
Another memory formed in the farthest reaches of his mind as he sat alone in the dark. The shapely, blonde woman vanished and was replaced with a scene he had almost forgotten.
"Wha…" Shuyin put a finger to Lenne's lips to silence her question and motioned to the window. Lenne nodded her understanding and Shuyin slowly crawled out of the bed and silently approached the open window and the peeper beneath.
Reaching down quickly, he grabbed the person by the hair and pulled up. His shock at the fact that they were being watched was doubled when he recognized the cry of pain from the person he held.
Allyn…
Yanking harder, he pulled Allyn by the hair through the open window and dropped her on the floor. His blue eyes flashed and the clouds seemed to react to Shuyin's bad temper as rain suddenly started falling from the sky, "What the hell are you doing here, Allyn?!"
Lenne reached for her nightgown and pulled it over her head before rising from the bed to join Shuyin, "I'd certainly like to know that too."
Allyn rubbed her sore scalp and scowled at Lenne before rising to her knees and turning her attention to Shuyin, "I was going for a walk…"
"You never were a good liar, Allyn." Shuyin said, "Why were you watching us?"
Allyn narrowed her eyes, "It wasn't for fun, that's for sure." The woman replied as she glared at Lenne, "It's important to know one's enemies…"
Faster than Allyn could react, Shuyin had her flipped over his shoulder and was carrying her toward the front door with Lenne following in toe. Allyn kicked and screamed but Shuyin wouldn't let her down as he opened the front door and walked into the yard where he promptly dumped her in the mud. Allyn let out a furious scream and pounded her fists next to her which only succeeded in making the mud splash and land on her face and hair. As the rain pelted hard from a diagonal position, Shuyin leaned over toward her – still clad in only his boxers – and hissed, "Don't ever come near me or Lenne again."
"Are you threatening me, Shuyin?" the muddy woman asked.
Shuyin stood up straight and shook his head, "You're not important enough to threaten, Allyn. Just count your blessings that I don't have you arrested for stalking, peeping, breaking and entering…"
"You're the one that dragged me into the house!" Allyn shouted.
Shuyin smirked, "It'd be mine and Lenne's word against yours, sweetheart…"
"You wouldn't!"
"Go ahead and test me, Allyn." Shuyin replied, "I'm sick of dealing with you. Leave me alone!!"
Allyn rose her furious figure from the mud and attempted to fix her hair but gave up and instead wiped rain from her eyes. She stared at Shuyin for a moment before whispering, "You belong with me. I promise you, you will be mine again." Allyn glared at Lenne who was just a few feet behind Shuyin, "This isn't over, bitch."
This isn't over, bitch.
He had underestimated Allyn and her desperation to get him back. He hadn't thought she'd do the things that she did, but when he saw Lenne lying in a pool of her own blood that day he had known it was her. Yet he had let her convince him that it wasn't.
How could he have done that? Did he really want to see the best in her, even though that quality was lacking?
No…
He was just stupid.
He'd let her get away with everything and that everything included murder. He wasn't going to let her get away with it anymore. He'd kill two birds with one stone. He'd get rid of both Allyn and Tidus together. It was perfect.
Rising to his feet, Shuyin made a dash for the boat that Lenne had arrived in, only to realize that Yuna had taken it. Cursing the little twit, he crossed to the Celsius only to remember it was out of gas.
"Damn it!" he shouted to no one in particular. Nonetheless, he climbed on board. The do-gooders had to have kept a stash of extra fuel somewhere on board just in case and, as luck would have it, he was correct. Quickly filling up, Shuyin started the ship and chose the auto pilot to Youth League headquarters, parking just outside of their sight range.
He couldn't risk loosing his element of surprise.
Dusk had arrived at the home of Nooj and LeBlanc as Shuyin crept silently passed the guards and into the house that was dimly lit with candles down the main corridor. The door to the study was slightly ajar and he saw Nooj slumped over his books, furiously scribbling something into one of them.
Continuing down the hall, Shuyin glanced into another room – the bedroom – and saw his prey. She was brushing her short, blonde hair into submission as she admired her reflection in the glass. No sound signified his entry but LeBlanc stopped her movements as a shadow passed the reflection in the mirror. She turned as Shuyin ducked behind the bed, "Is someone there?"
No answer.
"Ormi? Logos? Nooj, love?"
No answer.
She shrugged and turned her attention back to her reflection in the mirror. He waited a few more moments before crawling silently toward her back as she sat unsuspecting in the chair. He clutched the handle to Tidus' sword tightly, quietly pulling it from the holster at his hip before he stood quickly. He allowed her no time to scream as he quickly put the cold blade at her neck, "Don't say a word, Allyn." He hissed in her ear, "Just come with me quietly and I won't hurt you."
She whimpered a little as the blade cut a mark into her neck, but she complied and rose from the chair, allowing him to push her along. He didn't want to go back the way he had come and whispered harshly, "Is there a back door?"
She nodded and pointed toward the back exit which Shuyin readily took, trusting that she wouldn't lie to him when she was in such a precarious position.
"P…p…please, d…don't hurt me." She stammered as the two of them entered the fresh air of the back of Youth League headquarters and toward the Celsius.
"If you're a good girl, Allyn," Shuyin replied, "Then I won't."
He wasn't lying either. What he had planned for her, was much, much worse.
