Silver Wings | By : akksgurl Category: Final Fantasy X > Het - Male/Female Views: 1133 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Twelve: Blood on the Carpet
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The incessant ringing of his cell phone woke
Shuyin and Lenne around 9am the next morning. The young couple lay
wrapped in each other’s arms and Shuyin had to gently pull his arm out from
under the songstress to reach his jeans – and therefore, his cell – which were
lying on the floor. Blinking the sleep from his eyes, Shuyin pushed the
TALK button and said groggily, “Hello?”
“Good morning, sunshine.” Came Zaon’s overly
cheery voice.
Shuyin smiled and sat up letting the sheet fall
away from his toned torso, “Good morning, Zaon. To what do I owe the
pleasure?”
“Well, I just wanted to tell you about the
weirdest dream.” Zaon said, a small laugh in his voice, “I dreamt that you and
Lenne were outside of her house in your underwear yelling at Allyn who was
sitting in a mud puddle. Do you have any idea what might have caused that
dream?”
Shuyin’s laugh caused the half-asleep songstress
at his side to jump, “What is so funny?” she asked.
Her boyfriend put a hand over the receiver and
replied, “Zaon saw us last night with Allyn.”
“Did Yuna see?!” Lenne cried, louder than she
wanted to. The young songstress was not in the mood to have a lecture
from her best friend about how stupid it was to sleep with a man that – just
the day before – was having sex with his ex girlfriend.
Shuyin relayed Lenne’s question to Zaon and then
said to the woman, “No, he said she was asleep by then.”
“Yuna’s getting groceries.” Zaon said, once again
gaining Shuyin’s attention, “Why don’t I come over and we’ll talk. I’ve
got at least 30 minutes before she’s due back.” Shuyin could feel the
smirk on his best friend’s features as Zaon asked, “You are at home,
aren’t you?”
“You know damn well where I am, you dork.” Shuyin
replied, “That’s why you called my cell and not my home.”
“That’s true!” cried Zaon, “So, interested in some
company?”
After gaining the okay from Lenne, Shuyin and Zaon
hung up agreeing that the blue haired husband of Yunalesca would join them in
10 minutes which gave Lenne enough time to quickly make some pancakes. By
the time Zaon joined the duo, breakfast was being served and he took his seat
across from Shuyin. Smiling broadly, Zaon asked, “So why was Allyn here
and sitting in mud?”
Lenne giggled a little as she downed a gulp of
orange juice and Shuyin smiled before saying, “I don’t know where to start on
that one.”
“Starting at the beginning is always a good idea.”
Suggested Zaon with a wink.
“The beginning,” Shuyin replied, “has too much
information that you don’t need to know. I think I’ll start at the
middle.”
Taking a sip of the juice before him, Shuyin began
his detailed description of just what happened from the moment he noticed the
shadow at the window to when Allyn was dropped into the mud. He
especially took great care to describe how a furious Allyn had pounded the
ground next to her but only succeeded in splashing more mud upon herself.
Zaon’s laughter was joined by Lenne’s and Shuyin’s
at the sheer lunacy of the entire scene Shuyin’s description had painted.
After Zaon finally caught his breath, he said, “Sounds like I missed a fun
filled evening. I would have paid to see that close up.”
“She deserved it.” Remarked Lenne as she reached
down to clear the dishes left on the table. She smiled at Shuyin before
turning to Zaon and saying, “I’m sick of her interfering. Maybe she’ll
get the hint now.”
“Yeah. Hopefully she’ll see I don’t want
anything to do with her.” Shuyin added.
Lenne cocked her eyebrow at him, “Well, if she’s
getting mixed signals it’s hard to blame her…”
“I thought you forgave that.” Said Shuyin.
Lenne smiled, “I do, but you have to admit that
last night was entirely your fault. You caused her to think there was
hope.”
“I agree with Lennie.” Zaon said.
Shuyin threw his hands in the air in fake
exasperation, “Everyone’s against me!”
The trio laughed a little and chatted about
unimportant topics until Zaon looked at his watch, “Well, Yuna should be
getting home any minute now. I’d better get going.” He stood and kissed
Lenne on the cheek, “Don’t worry. I won’t tell Yuna that you…uh…forgave
him.” He said with a wink, “Your secret is safe with me.” Shutting the door
behind himself, Zaon left the couple alone.
The blitzer followed his girlfriend into the
kitchen with a handful of dishes to help her clean. She pointed to the
counter, “Just put them there. I’ll take care of it.”
Shuyin shrugged and backed up, bumping a spiral
notebook off of the counter. He picked it up and noticed some scribblings
on the front page.
I know that you're hiding
things
Using gentle words to shelter
me
Your words were like a dream
Lenne let out a little squeal and ripped the book
from his hands, “No! That’s private.”
“What is it?” asked Shuyin, his interest peaked.
“It’s a song I’m writing.”
Shuyin smiled, “Can I hear it?” Lenne shook
her head and shoved the book into a nearby drawer. Shuyin laughed a
little, “I’m going to hear it when you sing it at the game anyway. Why
can’t I hear it now?”
“First,” Lenne replied, putting a hand on her
hip, “It’s not finished. Second, I’m not writing it for a game.”
“What are you writing it for then?”
Lenne blushed and turned away as she whispered,
“It’s a song I’m writing for you.”
Shuyin grinned, “Well, I suppose I could wait to
hear it when it is finished.” Lenne looked at him with her broadest grin of the
morning and Shuyin wished he could lock that look on her face in his mind
forever. She was happy, peaceful. If he was unsure of his love for
her at all, he was sure now. “I’ve got to get going, babe.” Shuyin said as he
kissed her softly, “If I’m late to practice again, Wargna’s going to kill me.”
Lenne smiled, “Do you have to go?” she asked
with a suggestive wink.
Nodding, Shuyin replied, “I’d much rather
stay with you, but I have a job to do.”
“I really wish you didn’t have to leave.”
Lenne confessed, “but if you must, you must.”
Shuyin kissed her forehead, “I must, but I will be
back.”
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Shuyin had been gone for about a half hour
when the doorbell rang. Lenne thought it was Yunalesca and Zaon although
when they’d asked if she wanted to join them for a walk near the blitzball
stadium she’d declined. Maybe they were there to try and change her
mind.
Lenne reached for the door and opened it while
saying, “I told you guys that I’m not interes….” The person before her
wasn’t Zaon or Yunalesca. Whoever it was, was wearing all black –
including a ski mask – to hide their features. Their hands were covered
in leather gloves but it was the knife in the person’s hand that sent alarm
bells off in Lenne’s head. Instinctively, Lenne made a move to slam the
door but her unwanted visitor was faster and forced their way inside,
brandishing the knife like it was a toy.
Her assailant kicked the door closed behind her as
Lenne made a dash toward the kitchen in the hopes of getting a knife for
herself but her assailant was faster and grabbed the songstress’s hair, pulling
her backward until Lenne lost her balance and fell to the ground. Lenne
saw the knife heading toward her and she turned on the ground as quickly as she
could but the assailant’s aim was true and the knife penetrated deeply into
Lenne’s left arm.
Lenne screamed out in pain and was just
dazed enough to not see the next attack until the knife was firmly in her left
side. Her scream seemed to echo off of the walls as the attacker
continued to cut and stab her. Finally the assailant backed off.
All Lenne could feel was the pain as her blurry vision tried to find where her
assailant had gotten to. She saw the person throwing some old vases into
a bag before he stared long and hard at her photographs that were lined
neatly. There were a few of herself with Yunalesca and a few of herself with
Zaon. The man ended up grabbing the one of herself with Shuyin and
throwing it into the bag. Lenne tried to say something but all she got
for her trouble was the realization that blood was coming from her mouth as
well as the other wounds that had been recently inflicted.
“Still alive, are we?” her assailant hissed.
It was a man’s voice but it wasn’t one that she recognized. He leaned
down closer to her face, “Well, you won’t be for long. You’ll bleed to
death long before anybody finds you.”
Lenne coughed the blood from her lungs and let out
one final scream before the man balled his hand into a fist, and smacked her
hard against the temple and Lenne’s world went black.
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The blitzball connected with the back of
Shuyin’s head, but the blitzer didn’t seem to notice. Something was
wrong. He could feel it. A cold sense of dread came over his body
and soul and he’d learned to listen to it.
The last time he’d felt like this was when his
parents had died.
Ignoring the confused looks of his teammates –
particularly those of Skirpa and Bruttam – Shuyin swam out of the sphere pool
and ran over to Wargna, “I need to leave, right now.” He said.
“What?!” shrieked Wargna, “You were late to the
last practice and now you want to leave early!”
Shuyin’s eyes took on a desperate light, “I
really need to leave. Something is wrong. I just know it.” The
blitzer didn’t wait for his coach’s response as he ran, dripping wet, from the
stadium. He ignored Skirpa and Bruttam’s shouts to wait up and plunged
into the daylight outside of the stadium where he ran right into Zaon and
Yunalesca.
“Practice is over already?” Zaon asked but his
friend didn’t answer. He ran around his best friend and his wife and into
the direction of Lenne’s house. His heart was pounding and his breath was
ragged.
Something was wrong….
Shuyin could hear footsteps and shouts behind
him. Yunalesca, Zaon, Skirpa, and Bruttam were following him.
Normally the blitzer would have stopped and waited for them, but he couldn’t this
time. Something told him that every second he wasted would have dire
consequences.
The outside of Lenne’s house looked fine.
Her front door was closed and her lights were on. Nothing appeared to be
out of place on the outside, but when Shuyin put a shaking hand on her doorknob
to open it, he noticed a small drop of blood near his foot. His heart
nearly jumped through his throat as he threw the door open and screamed.
Lenne was lying in a pool of her own blood.
The songstress’ face was pale and a bruise was forming near her temple.
Shuyin dove to his knees, unconcerned that he was lying in her blood. He
lifted her gently in his arms and started screaming, “Lennie!
Lennie! Wake up!”
“Lenne!” Yunalesca’s scream was almost as loud as
Shuyin’s and the blonde female knelt on the other side of her friend and
stroked her hair. Skirpa, Bruttam, and Zaon didn’t move. It was as
if they were frozen in place. The blitzer was screaming and crying,
trying to awaken his girlfriend while the blond summoner was stroking her hair
and talking to her as if she could hear.
Zaon took a tentative step toward the scene and
gently placed a finger on Lenne’s neck to feel her pulse. He was sure
there wouldn’t be one and wasn’t sure how he was going to tell Shuyin and
Yunalesca, but to his surprise her pulse was there. It was weak, but
there. The blue-haired man turned to Bruttam, “Call an ambulance, now!”
The next hour was a blur for Shuyin. He saw
police and ambulances. Sirens and lights flashed from outside as people
came and went. Doctors attended to Lenne and tried to stop her bleeding
as they hooked her up to IV’s and put her on a stretcher for transportation to
Zanarkand Memorial Hospital. This entire time, Shuyin didn’t move.
His eyes were focused on the huge puddle of blood that was staining Lenne’s
white carpet. The color seemed to be taking up the entire room and
drowning out every other color. Everything that reminded him of Lenne
seemed to be drowning in red.
“This place looks much better than when Yuna
lived here. Less pink…”
“I hate pink. Blue is my favorite color.”
His hands were covered in blood and it dripped
down his shirt and pants like water. He vaguely felt a hand on his
shoulder and heard Zaon say something about going to the hospital. Shuyin
let his friend lead him from the blood filled room and out into the yard where
Yunalesca was rinsing her clothes off with a hose and offered to do the same
thing for Shuyin.
The cold water didn’t faze him. Shuyin
didn’t move or shiver or shake as it connected with his bare face and rinsed
Lenne’s blood from his clothes. He barely acknowledged movement as Zaon
led him to his car and proceeded to drive himself, Yunalesca, and Shuyin to the
hospital.
The trio was quickly ushered into the emergency
room where the doctors were giving a synopsis of Lenne’s condition.
Shuyin, however, wasn’t listening. He was drawn inexplicably toward the
window curtain that sheltered Lenne’s emergency room cot from the waiting
area. Gently pulling the curtain aside, Shuyin had to hold back a sob at
what he saw.
Lenne was hooked up to three IV needles that each
seemed to be pumping a different kind of clear liquid into her veins. Her
face was taking on a yellow color that was offset only by the purplish bruise just
next to her left eye.
Why had he left her alone?! She hadn’t
wanted him to leave. He shouldn’t have left. Why did he leave
her? He’d promised her that he wouldn’t leave her and he did.
“You’ll never be alone as long as I’m alive.”
“Shu,” Zaon’s voice was like a shot in the
dark and Shuyin jumped when his friend put a hand on his shoulder.
“What?” Shuyin said, more harshly than he wanted
to. His nerves were frazzled and he hated feeling like this was his
fault. Knowing that this was his fault.
“The police are done at Lenne’s. They said
it looks like a robbery gone bad because some vases and picture frames were
taken.” he gave Shuyin a caring smile, “I’m going to take Yuna
home. She’s really upset and there’s nothing more we can do here right
now. Do you want me to drop you off too?”
Shuyin shook his head and looked at Lenne
again. She seemed so helpless in that bed. Helpless tiny. He
could feel his heart literally breaking and the pain was enormous. The
blitzer shook his head, “I’m going to stay here with her.”
Zaon nodded, “Okay.” He whispered as he wrapped an
arm around Shuyin’s shoulder and gave his best friend a half-hug, “Call me if
you need anything. I don’t care what time it is.”
Shuyin stood staring into Lenne’s room for almost
an hour after his friends had left. It was dark outside but the blitzer
didn’t care what time it was. He didn’t care that the wing of the
hospital was practically empty as family and friends of the other patients were
going home.
He just wanted to be with Lenne.
The sound of her heart monitor was both
frightening and comforting. It scared him that she was like this but it
comforted him that her heartbeat was strong. It gave him hope that she’d
open her eyes and look at him again. Taking a seat next to her bed,
Shuyin laid his head upon her stomach and let himself drift into a dreamless
sleep.
The first beams of daylight woke Shuyin a few
hours later and he blinked the sleep from his eyes as the realization of where
he was dawned on him. He stood slowly and stretched his weary muscles and
walked over to the window. The sunrise was breathtaking as it always was
in A-East.
“The city lights go out one by one. The
stars fade, then the horizon glows, almost like it’s on fire. It’s kinda
rose-colored, right? First in the sea, then it spreads to the sky, then
to the whole city. It gets brighter and brighter, till everything
glows. It’s really…pretty.”
“It is beautiful. You can’t see it so
well in C-South. The smog tends to hide the skyline.”
“That’s exactly why I’d never want to
live there. In A-East you can take a deep breath and not worry about what
organisms you just inhaled.”
A single tear streamed down his face as he turned
back to Lenne. She hadn’t moved and was breathing steadily through the
tubes they had sticking up her nostrils. Her beautiful body was covered
in bandages from the multiple stab wounds she’d received and the bruise on her
face looked worse than it had just a few hours before.
Who could have done this to her? Why would
someone have done this to her? Robbery or no, Lenne wouldn’t have
struggled with the person. They could have just taken what they wanted
and left. It just didn’t feel right. It made no sense to attack
this woman over vases and picture frames!
Something wasn’t right…
Shuyin ran tired fingers over his hair and turned
his back to the window still thinking about this when his breath caught in his
throat.
“This isn’t over, bitch.”
Allyn! Allyn had threatened Lenne.
She’d done it before but there was something about her threat last night that
seemed much more imminent. Allyn wouldn’t have done it herself. No,
Allyn wouldn’t have wanted to risk it herself but she could have hired someone
to do it. Someone in her father’s army, perhaps? Did Reiber know
anything about it?
Shuyin growled angrily in his throat at the mere thought that Allyn would do
this to Lenne. Taking one last look at Lenne, Shuyin stormed out of the
hospital. Bevelle held the answer and that was exactly where Shuyin was
headed.
Author’s Notes: Okay, in this chapter Shuyin makes the
biggest mistake of his life. This is also the first chapter he sees
Vegnagun but that machina isn’t the big mistake I’m talking about
although using that thing is pretty damn stupid. The mistake I’m talking
about will set everything in motion. See if you can pick it out. If
not, it’ll be spelled out blatantly later.
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