Yay, this is my first ever fan fiction on here. First of all lets start with the disclaimer!!

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Final Fantasy or the gaming series, the original characters are not mine although i have put some original characters of mine in this, so please do not steal them! This is a purely fan based fiction, All right for the original FF characters go to their rightful owners at SqaureSoft.

So then, what do you need to know about this fanfiction of mine??? - well basically, this is a fanfiction of Shuyin and Lenne before the beginning of FFX and FFX-2.. it's also, how i think their stories could have fit better into the story of FFX, please review, but also please don't be nasty, this is my first fanfiction to be published here.. Thanks xxx

Chapter 8: 1000 Words

I know that you're hiding things,

Using gentle words to shelter me.

Lenne glanced out to the audience that was sat at their tables for the evening, awaiting her performance before their dinner. She knew he was here, watching her like everyone else as she sang her new song that she had dedicated to the soldiers in the army, which was actually more personally dedicated to her husband.

Your words were like a dream.

But dreams could never fool me.

Not that easily.

She didn't want to be here. This was the last place she wanted to be, at a ball for the soldiers, more than anything she wanted to be at home with Shuyin. The Shuyin she knew and loved, not the Shuyin who had gone against everything his own wife believed in.

I acted so distant then,

Didn't say goodbye before you left.

But I was listening,

You'll fight your battle far from me.

Far too easily.

Lenne raised a little eyebrow at the last line, whilst wearing a smile. Surely, Shuyin would know what she meant. He might very well be a backstabber and a liar, but he's not stupid. She thought to herself in mid note.

Save your tears coz I'll come back.

I could hear that you whispered,

As you walked through that door.

But still I swore,

To hide the pain while I turned back the pages.

Shouting might have been the answer.

What if I'd cried my eyes out and

Begged you not to depart?

A direct question to him. She had noticed him stood by the back doors directly in front of her, just behind her families table, where she had also noticed Mahra glancing at him. The lights were too bright for her to see their faces, but she had a good idea of what was happening.

But now I'm not afraid,

To say what's in my heart.

Lenne shook her head slightly, the half determined and partly disgusted expression on her face taking over as she sand this all important line, which was almost like a mark for her. It was true, she wasn't afraid to tell anyone what her feelings were anymore; today's events had proved that already.

'Cause one thousand words,

Called out through the ages.

They'll fly to you,

Even though I can't see

I know they're reaching you,

Suspended on silver wings.

Oh one thousand words,

One thousand embraces,

Will cradle you,

Making all of your lonely days seem far away.

They'll hold you forever…….

Oh one thousand words,

Have never been spoken,

They'll fly to you,

They'll carry you home, and back into my arms

Suspended on silver wings.

A thousand words….

By the end of the song she was ready to break down in tears. Shuyin had gone out the back door to the gardens without being seen, after a brief talk with Mahra. The words of the song had never effected her like this before, but she managed to keep it together whilst receive a standing ovation and thunderous applause from her none the wiser audience.

After stepping off stage, being replaced by the evening's MC, Lenne sat down by her sister. Teran was sat next to Jecht, both of them also seemed to have no idea that Shuyin had been standing right behind them. Mahra leaned in to Lenne's ear after she had taken a sip of her water and let her in on what had happened during the song.

"He's out on the terrace getting some air. Go to him, I think it's about time you settled things with him, and let him know how you feel." Mahra said, cunningly placing her hand flat to Lenne's stomach.

Lenne didn't reply with words, just a brief glance at her sister before she stood up and left the room through the back doors, whilst the audience were pre-occupied with the terrible humour of the MC.

She closed the glass door quietly and turned to see her husband stripped of his jacket, and leaning against the concrete barrier, next to the lantern post. Lenne walked cautiously, allowing him to know that she was in his company, without making him feel uncomfortable.

"Shuyin?" She spoke quietly also, not to startle him, then placed a hand on his shoulder.

Shuyin immediately stood up and pulled her into a loving hug, holding her head close to his heart. "I'm sorry," His voice sounded deeper to Lenne when she had one ear at his chest. "I was going to tell you later, I never expected that you'd be coming to the temple anytime soon."

"The head monk called me in this morning." Lenne breathed, and pulled away to look him in the eyes. "Shuyin, there's something need to tell you."

"Me first." Shuyin countered, his eyes wide with anxiety. "They're planning to send all the summoners to the front line to fight with their Aeons."

"I know, but" –

"And I've been sneaking off to Bevelle under the Commander's orders to find out what they're planning to do to us. I found one of their weapons Lenne, it's huge, and it looks really powerful." Shuyin seemed unusually excited about this.

"Yes, I know. The summoners don't stand a chance against Bevelle's weapons. They've been made by the Al Bhed slaves, from the strongest metal and combined power spheres. There must be some other way of winning this war."

"There is Lenne. That's where I come into it."

"You? What are you gonna do? – Wait no, Shuyin I need to tell you something."

"Tell me later, the commander wants me to go back to Bevelle again. I'm sorry I've been sneaking off, and I'm sorry for neglecting you when you needed me the most, but trust me, when I've done what I need to do, and the war is over. Everything will be as it was." Shuyin kissed his startled Lenne on the forehead, "I have to go now. I'll be home soon, I promise."

"No Shuyin, don't go, please!" Shuyin began to walk away, but Lenne reached for him. She felt her foot catch against an Uneven slab on the terrace and she hurtled towards the concrete. She landed on her side, thankfully, and yelped on impact. Shuyin looked back, now half way down the stone staircase.

Lenne looked down to him with watery eyes, "I love you" She pleaded. Mahra was immediately at her side and helped her to her shaky feet. Rubbing her hands and examining the cut on her cheek where it had grazed the floor.

"Are you alright?!" Mahra asked forcefully.

"I'm fine." Lenne cried.

"Is the baby alright?" Mahra questioned again.

"The baby is fine." Lenne replied.

Mahra put her coat over Lenne's shoulders and rubbed it against her skin to warm her up. They had almost completely forgot about Shuyin half way down the stairs, who was making his way back up to see if Lenne was alright.

"The baby?" He asked, completely astounded at the two word phrase.

Both sisters looked at him in unison. Lenne was in even more tears now because she hadn't had the chance to tell him before Mahra appeared. "Lenne, what is she talking about?"

"Y-you can't leave me. Y-you can't go to war." Lenne blubbered whilst clutching onto her sister.

"Why not?" Shuyin took Lenne into his own hands, holding her by the arms. "Stop crying!" He shook her a little, forcing her to calm down and put two words together. "What's going on?"

Lenne stared at him with wide eyes and took a deep breath. "Shuyin, I'm fourteen weeks pregnant. We're going to have a baby."

Shuyin didn't answer. She just stared into Lenne's eyes as he held onto her for dear life.

Mahra interrupted by pulling them apart from each other. "Come on! This is no place to discuss this; let's not ruin the evening, we'll go back inside and pretend that this didn't happen, and then it can be discussed later in the privacy of your own home. Agreed?"

Lenne and Shuyin looked at each other again and nodded. Shuyin was smiling, which must have meant he was happy about the news.

Back inside the hall couples had begun dancing, Lenne held onto Shuyin's hand and they walked slowly behind Mahra. Shuyin pulled her back slightly to speak in her ear. "Dance with me, then we can talk about it."

"Okay," Lenne uttered, and followed him immediately to the dance floor, where they joined in with the slow waltz.

The rest of the evening seemed to go well, Shuyin finally knew about the baby, and was over the moon about it. He vowed that night that he would be there for Lenne whenever she needed him, and that he was going to try and be the best dad he possibly could be.

Lenne smiled at him as he whirled her around the dance floor. This was the Shuyin she loved, this was the Shuyin she knew. He had his secrets still, but that didn't matter right now. She loved him and together they were going to have a baby, and raise it the best that they could, whilst also trying to win a war.

Weeks began to pass by, and soon Teran was beginning to get suspisious. He'd seen Lenne and Shuyin walking and talking more and more in public. He was finally let in on the secret, they'd let him know last off, after tying him to a chair so that he wouldn't kill Shuyin for knocking up his little sister. Kidding!

Sure, he wasn't too happy about being left out of the news, but the damamge was done and there was nothing he could do to change it. He saw how happy Lenne was with Shuyin and decided not to hold a grudge. If Lenne was happy, Teran was happy. Although he was quite against the idea of being there in the room when his neice or nephew was born.

Just a quick update! YAY!!!!! Everyone knows about the baby now, execpt for the whole world... Next chapter is going to be a bit of a jump forward and the war is fast approaching!!!, Please read, review and pass on to all of your friends! x x x