Author's Note: Decided to start on this chapter since I have writer's block with all my other stories. Well this chapter should clear some things up for you. Enjoy!



She was being waited on hand and foot. She didn't know the people around her, but they seemed friendly as they hurriedly applied makeup to her face. She looked around her dressing room. She didn't know this place at all. She saw her face in the mirror. Why didn't she feel like she belonged there?

She got up and walked over to her counter and leaned across it, peering into the mirror. She stroked her cheek as she looked over herself. She...wasn't Lenne, but who was she? Memories were swarming around in her head, but she couldn't fit them all together. Memories...of a different world. She knew they were her memories but she didn't know what they were of.

Bits and pieces of who she really was started to form together. Midgar, she kept saying to herself over and over again. If she could remember what Midgar was, she would remember who she was. Midgar...was a city, she knew that. But where was it? She felt like...she lived there. Yes, she had lived there but how did she get here?

The women applying makeup brought her a cool glass of water, concern written all over their faces. She drank the water, and looked up again. She narrowed her eyes and looked deep into the mirror at her own reflection. She brushed her hair out of her face, it was so long and it was so annoying to be out, lying all around her, as thick as it was. As she brushed away her hair she accidentally moved her blouse a little. For the first time she noticed a scar across her chest. She ran her hand across it and stretched her blouse to find out where it ended. It stretched from her left shoulder to beneath her right breast. Where did she get it?

She could remember...fire. She remembered...being sliced with a sword and then...fire. All around her was fire. She could see a village being burned to the ground, and an eerie looking man with long silver hair standing in the flames, his eyes glowing a deep emerald color. Her life flooded over her and she gasped, falling to the floor. Her maids ran to her side, trying to wake her.

She woke up and screamed. She knew who she was, but she didn't know where she was. She sat up and looked at the women in front of her. She didn't know them and she backed away from them, into a corner. They stepped closer to her cautiously, with worried expressions on their faces.

"Who are you?" She asked them. They looked at each other with concern, then back at her.

"We're your makeup artists. What's wrong, Lenne?" One of them asked.

"I'm not Lenne!" She shouted, pressing against the corner. "My name's Tifa Lockheart, I'm from Midgar!" She added, searching their faces for any sign of understanding. There were tears in her eyes and she grasped for the counter to ease herself back up to her feet.

"No, you're Lenne and you're a famous singer who's about to perform." The other one stated, calmly trying to get Tifa to settle down.

"No, I'm a bartender from Midgar, I own a bar there with..." She still couldn't be sure of his name. Part of her was still in Midgar but...she had a new role in this world.

"Lenne...calm down, please?"

"No! I'm not Lenne!" Tifa cried, slamming her fist against the counter. She looked into the mirror. Sephiroth had given her that scar.

"But you have to sing, they're waiting for you."

"I can't sing, I've never sang in my life!" She pleaded, deathly afraid to be forced on stage. The other two women with her closed their eyes and looked at each other.

"We'll have to settle this later, right now you need to sing." One said as they each took one of her shoulders and gently pushed her out onto the stage.

She looked out at the sea of people in the stadium. There were thousands, maybe even hundreds of thousands, all staring at her. Her body froze; she didn't know what to do. She looked around nervously and walked to the microphone. She picked it up and held it against her chest. She knew that she wasn't Lenne but...she was in her place so maybe, just maybe, she could sing. She raised the microphone to her lips and let the words flow from her heart.

What can I do for you?

What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?
I can't hear you

What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?

Falling in the hazy borders of my heart
I can see your face
It's something like this
Every now and then I don't know what to do
Still I know that I
Can never go back

All the things I've seen
In those hazy dreams
Can't compare to what I'm seein' now
Everything's so different
That it brings me to my knees

And oh, I know, the world of real emotion
Has surrounded me
I won't give in to it
Now, I know, that forward
Is the only way my heart can go
I hear your voice calling out to me
'You'll never be alone.'

What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?

I can't hear you.

And if I find the real without emotion
Has surrounded me
And I can't go on
And you are there
The moment that I close my eyes
You come to me,
"We are connected.
Go on. You see,
I'll never be—"

And oh, I know, the world of real emotion
Has surrounded me
I won't give into it
Now, I know, that forward
Is the only way my heart can go
I hear your voice calling out to me
'You'll never be alone.'

What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?

I can't hear you.
I can't hear you.

She ended the song with a smile on her lips. She had danced through it as well and couldn't believe her newfound talent. Maybe this wasn't such a bad world after all. She had thoroughly enjoyed herself. She smiled as the crowd cheered for her, giving her a standing ovation. She took a bow and was prepared to leave, but the band started up again. Another song? She didn't know any others but again, her mouth began to move and she couldn't control herself.

I know that you're hiding things
Using gentle words to shelter me
Your words were like a dream
But dreams could never fool me
Not that easily

I acted so distant then
Didn't say good-bye before you left
But I was listening
You'll fight your battles far for me
Far too easily

Save your tears cause I'll come back
I could hear that you whispered as you walked through that door
But still I swore
To hide the pain when I turned back the pages
Shouting might have been the answer
What if I cried my eyes out and begged you not to depart?
But now I'm not afraid to say what's in my heart

Oh a thousand words
Have never been spoken
They'll fly to you
Crossing over the time and distance holding you
Suspended on silver wings!

And a thousand words
One thousand confessions
Will cradle you
Making all of the pain you feel seem far away
They'll hold you forever!

The dream isn't over yet
Though I often say I can forget
I still re-live that day
You've been there with me all the way
I still hear you say

"Wait for me, ill write you letters"
I could see how you stammered with your eyes to the floor
But still I swore
To hide the doubt when I turned back the pages
Anger might have been the answer
What if I hung my head and said I couldn't wait?
But now I'm strong enough to know its not too late

Cause a thousand words
Called out through the ages
They'll fly to you, even though we can't see
I know they're reaching you
Suspended on silver wings!

Oh a thousand words
One thousand embraces
Will cradle you
Making all of your weary days seem far away!
They'll hold you forever!

Oh a 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 (oooohh!)

And a thousand words
Called out through the ages
They'll cradle you
Turning all of the lonely years to only days
They'll hold you forever!!!!!

She couldn't believe that another song had managed to escape her lips. She felt tears in her eyes as she sang, and collapsed to the ground afterwards. Her concert was over. She found her way back to her dressing room and looked in the mirror again.

She knew who she was and where she was from now but how did she get here? And why was she able to do things she had never done before? She wasn't sure, but she was kind of enjoying the attention. She was brought back from her thoughts by a knock at her door, which caused her to nearly jump out of her skin.



He waited patiently for the performer to enter the stage. She seemed unsure of herself, but immediately he felt a strong connection towards her. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen; her hair was long and thick almost down to her knees. It flowed all around her as she sang, her voice was angelic.

He stepped up to the glass separating him from a long fall down to the regular audience. He pressed his hand against the glass, trying to reach for her. He still didn't know why he was here or why he had gotten a private skybox. He watched as she danced, her body becoming one with her voice as she flowed effortlessly. She turned to face him, or at least, that's what it felt like, and he saw her face for the first time. He knew her, very well and he suddenly knew who he was.

Her name was Tifa. He had known her all his life, but she wasn't a singer, she owned a bar in Midgar with him. How did she get here? He was confused by the whole situation, but at least he knew that there was someone in this world he knew. He watched her intently as she performed, wanting to break through the glass and run to her. He wanted to hold her and kiss her. But for now, he had never felt more alone in his life.

Her last song seemed to speak to him, and it nearly brought a tear to his eye. She bowed with a smile when she finished singing, and left the stage. The crowd was going wild, and so was he. He knew who she was, and he remembered his own name. His name was Cloud. He watched her walk off the stage and ran from his skybox. A man out front, an usher, who smiled and nodded, met him.

Somehow Cloud knew where he was going. He wasn't who he appeared to be, but in this world he had the knowledge of someone else. He rushed backstage, as if he had been there a thousand times. He ran up to a door with a star on it and the name 'Lenne' on it. That was how Tifa had been introduced but...that wasn't her name.

He knocked on the door and waited. He could see the paparazzi beginning to flood the backstage area, waiting for an interview. They were getting closer and closer and he could feel sweat dripping from his forehead. He didn't know what to say to them, or if he would be lost in their crowd. Thank God, he thought, when the door opened, and Tifa's bright smile met his.

She pulled him in as soon as she realized who he was, and slammed the door behind him. She wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, all the emotions of her old life enveloping her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her in return.

"Cloud!" She had exclaimed. She was shaking in his arms, and then she pulled away. "How did we get here?"

Cloud looked at her, what she was wearing, she was so beautiful. He didn't know how they had gotten into this world, but he was glad that he was not alone. He had said her name when he entered, just to make sure that it was in fact, her.

"I don't know." He confessed, hanging his head. He led her to a couch in her room and they sat down, holding hands. "I know who I am but...I have feelings of another person too." He added. Tifa nodded in acknowledgement.

"Me too. I mean, look at me!" She said, standing up and stretching out her arms. "I'm a singer! I've never sang in my life!" She exclaimed, smiling. Cloud stood up as well.

"I know, somehow I knew how to find you, I think I'm an athlete." Cloud said laughing and scratching the back of his head.

"Really? That's amazing! They think I'm someone named Lenne. Who are you?" She said, tilting her head.

"Shuyin." Cloud responded. He didn't know what to say, he didn't know how this had all happened. Tifa threw her arms about his neck again, pressing herself against his chest.

"I'm so glad that...I'm not alone." She said as he wrapped his arms around her waist once again.

"Me too." He said, stroking her hair and kissing the top of her head.



She was cleaning the tables in the bar, she didn't know why, but she felt like something big was about to happen. She felt like cleaning herself up a bit, and she walked into the bathroom, catching her reflection in the mirror. She stopped immediately to look at herself. She placed a hand on her cheek and felt her skin.

She was not Tifa. She was not from Midgar. She blinked her eyes as her memories came back to her. She remembered...being in Shuyin's arms, and looking at the guards standing in front of her, their weapons drawn and aimed. She looked at Shuyin, his skin was changing colors and he seemed to be fading. He smiled at her and she looked down at herself, she too, was fading.

Lenne, her real name was Lenne and she was a singer from Zanarkand. Somehow she had switched places with Tifa. But how? Shuyin must know, but she didn't know where he was, or if he had even come to this world. She needed to know if she could sing, or if some aspects of her life were gone. She opened her mouth, but she didn't know any songs. She decided to sing a simple tune, but her voice was not as strong and clear as she remembered. No...she couldn't sing anymore.

She could feel tears in her eyes and she lowered her head. Everything she had ever worked for in life was gone. She lowered her head and closed her eyes. This wasn't the life she wanted, but how did she get there? She heard a knock on the front door and turned quickly, startled. She wiped her tears and ran to open the door.

"Heeeey!" She heard a large group of people call to her when she opened the door. She didn't know them but, in this world, she had the vague since of familiarity. She stretched out her arm and allowed them to enter.

"Hey Teef!" The teenager said to her with a wave as she entered.

Lenne smiled at everyone, pretending she knew them. She wanted Shuyin to be with her now so badly. She needed to see a friendly face. No sooner had the thought crossed her mind than her blonde-haired blue-eyed love walked through the door. Her eyes lit up when she saw him, and looked him up and down. He looked silly in his outfit, but he was there with her, nonetheless. She ran up to him like she always did and placed her hands on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist as she buried her face in his chest. Everyone in the room was staring at them, but they didn't care.

"Did I...miss something?" A large black man asked, pointing at the two of them.

Lenne pulled away from Shuyin, her eyes wide and glossy. He looked back at her, not understanding her disappointment. She looked at the floor and wanted to say something, but she realized that she was being watched. She turned to look at all the people around them, who were standing with their mouth's agape.

"We need to talk." Lenne said, grabbing Shuyin by the wrist and leading him up the stairs, while the group remained transfixed on them.

Lenne led him into her bedroom and closed the door behind them. She motioned for him to sit down and she sighed heavily. She didn't know what to say to him. She was so happy that he was there with her, but at the same time, she knew that he had something to do with this whole mess.

"What did you do?" She said at long last. He looked confused, then stood up and walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"I thought you'd be happy." He said, looking in her eyes and trying to make her smile. "I used Vegnagun to bring us here, so we can be together and live." He added, stroking her cheek with his hand.

She didn't know what to think. If she and Shuyin were here then...where were the two people that were supposed to be in this world? She looked down again, not knowing what to say. How could he have done this?

"What about Tifa...?" Lenne asked, looking up into his eyes. Shuyin looked away quickly. "...Shuyin? What happened to them?" She moved to try and get back into his eyesight, but he continued to look away. She placed her hand on his cheek and gently turned his face towards hers. "Shuyin?" She asked, like a concerned mother.

"Lenne..." Shuyin began, looking at her as if to say he was sorry. "This was the only way that I could save you...Cloud...and...Tifa...they'll...they're going to take our place. They'll die, but you and I...we'll live."

Lenne pulled away from him and turned her back towards him. How could he have done such a thing? To take two innocent lives and switch places with them, just to save her. It was kind of romantic when she thought about it, but nevertheless wrong. Her eyes darted back and forth, searching along the floor for something to say. Shuyin took a step towards her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

"How could you?" Lenne asked, resting her cheek against his arm. He placed his hands on her shoulders and gently turned her towards him.

"I did it...for you. So that we could be together." Shuyin replied, gazing deep into her dark eyes.

"It's not right..." Lenne looked down at her feet. She closed her eyes as the tears began to flow.

She wanted to live with him but...not at the price of someone else's lives. She couldn't live with the guilt that two innocent people died so that she could live. She wouldn't accept that, even if it meant...losing Shuyin forever.

"We need to go back..." She said, at long last, unable to look him in the eye.

Shuyin lowered his head. He had wanted to save her, and he had found a way. If it weren't for him they would both be dead right now. Didn't she understand that? Wasn't she grateful? He couldn't be angry with her, she knew that she was right...but there was no way to reverse the process.

"I'm sorry...there's no way..." He said, sitting down on the bed and placing his face in his hands. Lenne walked over to him and placed her hands on his shoulders. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his forehead into her stomach.