This is My first fanfic story. Please be nice and bear with me.

Oh, and since everyone is doing this I guess I might as well too. I don't own FFX2.

Shuyin walked down the empty streets of Zanarkand, winding down the narrow alleys between towering buildings that could not help but make one feel small and insignificant.

That was exactly how he felt at that moment; insignificant. How he longed to find more than what life could offer, instead of being Shuyin, small and insignificant.

Eighteen years in the making of a loser. That was what his life was. He wasted his years away playing Blitzball, a game that mattered little to anyone, and most especially to him. He just happened to be really good at it, but then that was what made him useless. He was a coward. The only things he ever did were the things he was good at, and that was the end of that.

It was after midnight, and he was out going around in circles. He had just scored the winning goal in the game between the Zanarkand Abes and the Guado Glories, along with the other twelve out of fifteen goals they had, but it mattered little to him. He could score fifteen before halftime. It was nothing special.

His team mates were out celebrating, and he had snuck off to be alone, as usual.

As he turned a corner that led tot eh bay, he noticed someone standing over the edge of the highway, a woman with long dark hair falling to her waist. She appeared to be... crying.

Shuyin stopped dead in his tracks and was about to leave the girl in her silent demise when she saw him and waved.

Shuyin was puzzled. As forgetful as he was, he knew for certain he had never met this girl before. But she was waving at him now... He couldn't possibly leave especially when she knew who he was and he obviously didn't remember her.

Awkwardly, he went to her. "Uh, hi."

The girl quickly wiped her cheek with the back of her hand and laughed softly. "Hello."

Then they were silent. Shuyin waited for the girl to at least initiate a conversation, to at least tell him where she knew him, but she didn't. The silence went on and was starting to get annoying so he said the only thing that came into mind.

"Do we know each other?"

With this, the girl laughed again. "No."

Now he was lost. "We don't?"

She shook her head. "No."

Silence.

Shuyin shrugged. "Oh."

The girl nodded, then looked up into the starless sky. This was how it was in Zanarkand. The buildings were so tall and too bright for the stars to be visible. The only place one can go stargazing was in the beach. That was a three hours away on foot.

"Did you know that I've never seen a single star in my life?" asked the girl.

Shuyin frowned. "Huh?"

The girl laughed more. She seemed to like laughing a lot. She turned to him. "My name is Lenne. What's yours?"

"My name?"

She looked at him, her turn no to be puzzled. "You don't have one?"

"Shuyin," he said, taken aback. Was this girl for real? "My name is Shuyin."

"Shuyin? What an odd name."

Shuyin didn't like that. "Yeah, well, your name isn't any prettier than mine."

She on the other hand loved that. "Yeah, I know what you mean. What kind of parents would name their daughter Lenne? It's a stupid name." She seemed to have forgotten the reason why she was crying.

Shuyin blinked at her, then looked up into the clouds. "So, uh, you haven't seen stars before?"

"Never."

"Ever?"

"Never ever." Lenne shifted her stare out into the expanse of the city. Lights dotted the horizon, all of which reflected in her deep eyes.

Shuyin shrugged. "Well, you won't be seeing anything from here, Lenne."

She shook her head sadly. "Too bad."

"Yeah, well."

More silence.

"Listen," Lenne said, turning to him suddenly. "Thanks for your help."

Shuyin avoided her gaze. "I didn't do nothing," he muttered.

She looked at him thoughtfully. "Perhaps, huh?" She giggled. "Perhaps. What are you doing here? And in the middle of the night at that."

Shuyin, again, shrugged. "Nothing."

"Oh." Lenne bit her lip and frowned. Shuyin had never seen anyone do that and still looked happy. Her face, it was like she was the embodiment of cheerfulness. She looked over at him, thinking. "You really don't know me?"

This time, he got worried. "Am I... am I supposed to know you?"

This made her laugh again. "I suppose not."

The next thing she did completely threw him off guard. She gave him a ticket. She had produced it from her incredibly short skirt.

Shuyin looked away, embarrassed and instead read the ticket in his hand and frowned. "I don't have any money. I can't take this. It's a five thousand gil ticket."

Lenne rolled her eyes, tugging on her colorfully beaded earrings. "Shuyin, I'm giving it to you. I want you to come to a concert on the night after tomorrow. It's a special concert."

Shuyin eyed her. She merely smiled. "I don't like music much."

Lenne shrugged, probably mocking him because he liked to shrug a lot. "It doesn't matter. So long as I know I gave you a ticket, now it's up to you whether or not you'd go. I hope you don't go scalping it off."

Shuyin narrowed his eyes at him. "I won't owe you, would I?"

"Hm?" was all she muttered before finally walking away.

"Hey," Shuyin called, holding out the ticket. "Hey!"

Lenne raised her hand and waved as she casually walked down the highway as she would probably have done if she were in a park. "See you then, Shuyin."

"Hey! Come on!" Shuyin groaned inwardly. Taking another look at the ticket, he sighed. It read about this being the last concert of the Songstress.

Why in Spira would she give me an expensively lousy ticket?

Stuffing the small gift from the mysterious Lenne into his pocket, he began to walk away into the opposite direction. It was only then did he realize he still didn't know where to go.