Me: As said before, this is a one-shot fanfic about Razma and Semyl from
Z.O.E Fist of Mars (for the game-boy advance) Fluffy I believe is the right
term to use for this fic, hope you like it and I don't own Z.O.E. I meant
to have this up for St Valentine's Day, but never managed to get it done in
time. Its set about a month after the game ends.
Razma gazed up at the stars from his spot on a rocky outcrop at the edge of
one of the domes. He was dressed in his usually flight jacket and jeans,
and his unruly red hair spiked in all directions. He shifted his position,
causing the dust of the Martian soil to cloud around him. Somewhere up
there, amongst the stars, were Cage and Myona...He hoped, nah...He knew they
were happy together, roaming the stars. He sighed and looked down. It
seemed everyone in BIS had found happiness. Warren and Mebius had gotten
together and had started to raise the child he had found, Cage and Myona
were wandering amongst the stars together, Yukito had managed to make
amends with his father and the two were working out their differences and
Semyl was now able to devote more time to the kids in the orphanage, they
were her family after all. Razma began to stare at the dust below him.
"And what do I have...?"
He had no family to go back to and no-one to love. No...That wasn't true. He
had no-one who loved him back. Maybe he should just leave and go off and
spend the rest of his life alone. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a
picture that was badly crumpled. He smoothed it out with his hand and
smiled at it. The picture was one stored in the memory of the Caliburnus
LEV. It was of its pilot Semyl. Razma's smile grew at the sight of the
smiling girl; the picture was from after a victory, so Semyl was giving off
one of her large cheery smiles. She was always calling him 'the idiot',
and Razma had to admit he deserved it. He began to talk to himself once
more as he threw a rock from his perch.
"Why am I such a jerk? I'm always being such a big jerk towards her..."
"What girl you pining after now?"
Razma whirled his head around when he heard the new voice. He was surprised
when he saw the figure that had climbed up to his little 'thinking' spot.
He quickly shoved the picture in his pocket, not wanting the girl to see
it; after all, it was of her.
Semyl brushed the strands of her chestnut hair from her eyes. It was
pointing in all directions as always. She was dressed in her regular attire
of a green sleeveless jacket, tight green skirt with blue biking shorts
underneath and blue gloves. The gloves and her knees were dusty from
climbing up the rock face, she pulled off her gloves and dusted off her
knees and walked over to sit with Razma. 'Thinking of some girl as usual'
she thought to herself.
"So this is where you've been hiding for the past week." Semyl grinned.
"The others were starting to worry." She lied.
To be quite frank the others hadn't really been worried. They wondered
where he had gone, but guessed that he had just wandered off, or gone on a
little holiday without telling anyone. Only Semyl had been worried, but she
found herself unable to admit it.
"Oh...Were they..." Razma sighed, very out of character.
Semyl didn't know how to react, and the two sat in silence for a while,
until Razma spoke up.
Razma took a deep breath.
"I...I just wanted to apologize."
Semyl blinked in confusion.
"You...apologize? For what?"
"For...for everything. For all the times I've been a real jerk towards you.
And especially for that time when the UNSF were going to execute you,
Mebius and Myona...When I said I wasn't worried about you I was lying."
Semyl wasn't sure what to think, she remained silent and confused.
"I was worried about you...In all honesty I was more scared than I ever had
been in my life, even when Phil tried to kill me wasn't as scary as when I
saw your face on that screen showing those to be executed. Ms Robin said we
shouldn't go as it would be too risky, and Deckson was having doubts...But I
was too scared to care. I would have gone after you even if I had to leave
my LEV at the base and quit BIS and do it on foot, I would have come to
"You...You were worried about me?" Semyl asked nervously.
Razma felt that she would burst out laughing at any minute and start
calling him an idiot, so he just stayed silent and looked down, nodding his
Semyl could feel herself blush. She had a bad habit of being too hard on
Razma and not trusting him enough. It was rare for her to see a genuine
burst of emotion like this from him, and she wasn't sure how to respond.
She gazed back out at the stars.
"This is a really lovely spot. I guess you take every girl you meet up here
eh?" she grinned, teasing him.
Razma looked at Semyl's grin and then to the stars.
"No. I've always wanted to find somebody special enough to share this view
"I just felt that every girl I've been out with didn't really care about me
all that much. You would be the first girl to come up here since my family
came here for picnics back when we had some kind of stability."
In honesty Semyl was the only girl he'd ever wanted to bring up here. The
only one he could ever truly love...but he felt she would never go with him.
Probably say he'd try something perverted.
"Oh." Semyl blushed out of embarrassment. "I've never met your family
Razma; come to think of it you never talk about them."
Razma looked down at Semyl for a moment then to the ground. When he spoke,
his voice was cracked and filled with sorrow.
"That's because they're dead. My home was bombed and I was the only one
left alive. Deckson found me and took me in. I was only 14."
Semyl was an orphan, and had never known her parents. So in a way she could
sympathise with Razma...but in another she couldn't. She had been abandoned
at birth; his entire family was ripped from him and died before his eyes.
And yet for as long as she had known him he was a happy person and she
never suspected this sort of sadness to be in him. The importance of this
place just hit Semyl. Razma had wanted to bring the girl he believed was
his soul-mate up here, and she had just come barging in.
"I...I guess you don't want me up here. I'll...I'll just go."
She began to get up but felt Razma's hand wrap around her wrist to keep her
on the ground.
"No. It's okay. I was starting to get lonely sitting up here all the time
on my own."
Semyl eased herself back into a sitting position and looked up at Razma.
"Razma...I'm sorry for hitting you and calling you an idiot all the time. And
I'm really sorry for hitting you with the hammer that time when you were in
the medical bay."
Razma looked down at Semyl, he blinked as his eyes met with hers, and he
looked down at the ground to avoid getting lost in them.
"No. You were right to call me an idiot, and I deserved it all the times
you hit me. Especially that time in the medical bay. I'm just a jerk." He
turned his head to face away from Semyl.
Semyl reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"No you're not! Yes, at times you can be a bit of a jerk, but you always
come through when we've needed you, when I've needed you. You've risked
your life to protect people and things that mean nothing to you, but
everything to others...to me...I'm the jerk. I always assume the worst about
you and when you go out of your way to help me I never thank you and I just
get on at you more...I'm such a bitch..." She let her hand fall from Razma's
shoulder and took her turn to stare at the ground.
Her head looked up when she felt Razma pick her hand up from the ground, a
sincere smile on his face.
"No you're not Semyl. You're a very good person."
"I guess we should agree that we're both good people before we spend all
night at this."
Razma began to chuckle and so did Semyl. After a burst of laughter the two
returned to staring at the stars. About 10 minutes passed in silence, until
Semyl spoke up.
"Say Razma. If you did find that 'special someone' to bring up here, rather
than have me barging in here, what would you do with them?" She turned to
look up at her friend.
Razma turned and looked at her.
"I guess the first thing I would do, after we'd sat down, would be to slide
my arm around her waist and pull her in close. Kinda like this."
Semyl felt her heart miss a beat as Razma's arm wrapped around her waist
and pulled her in against his body. Her breathing became short and light.
Razma smiled, wandering why she was going along with this.
"Well...I'd wait to see if she approved of me doing it, by wrapping her arm
around my waist and leaning against me."
Semyl took her turn to smile; her breathing grew a little more comfortable.
"Kinda like this?"
She slid her arm around Razma's form and pulled herself in even closer,
resting her head on his shoulder. Razma let out a 'hmm' of approval.
"I'd lay my head against hers. Kinda like this."
Razma lay his head on Semyl's, enjoying the scent of her perfume, and the
soft feel of her chestnut hair against his cheek.
"Then what?" Semyl tilted her head from the stars to Razma's face. In
response, Razma tilted his head to look straight into her eyes.
"We'd look at the stars for a while then I would probably turn to face her.
Kinda like this." He shifted so his whole body was facing Semyl's. "Then
I'd wait to see if she'd turn to face me."
"Kinda like this?" Semyl asked as she shifted around to face Razma. "Then
Razma's face held a look of nervousness and peace as he spoke.
"I would wrap my arms around her, kinda like this." Semyl stopped breathing
for a few seconds as she felt both of Razma's arms around her body, holding
her tightly but gently.
"I guess you'd want the girl to wrap her arms around you...Kinda...like this."
She gently wrapped her bare slender arms around Razma's waist and pulled in
close, feeling the muscles under his shirt with her cheek as she rested her
head on his chest for a moment, before looking up at him. "Then what."
"I'd lean in closer...kinda like this..." There was barely any room between
their faces, he could feel Semyl's quick breaths on his face, and doubts
nagging him in the back of his head over what he was about to do.
He finished off the space between them and pushed his lips to hers. Semyl's
eyes widened as his closed. For a moment she was at a loss. Then peace
overcame here and she began to return the kiss. Her eyes closed and she
could feel Razma's embrace tighten as hers did. She parted her lips,
allowing Razma to take the kiss to its full form. After a few seconds they
drew back, each taking in sharp breaths.
"Kinda...like that." Razma finished.
Both of their faces were burning red. For a moment he thought that Semyl
would slap him, but was surprised when she spoke rather than hit him.
"I'd wait to see if she kissed me back...or slapped me and walked off."
Semyl grinned and moved her arms from Razma's waist to his neck and pulled
in close, kissing him. This kiss went as far as the last and lasted longer.
Both felt a wave of passion and a sense of peace and belonging well up
inside them. Eventually the broke away.
"Kinda like that?"
Razma's reddened face grinned.
"Kiss me again and maybe I'll tell you."
Semyl returned the grin, rather than hit him as Razma expected. She pulled
herself in close again and the two kissed again. And so the night passed,
with the two on the spot on the rock never breaking their embrace. Razma
had found his place and that the one he loved with all his heart loved him
back. His father, before he had died, had said that the rock was a place of
great magic. For if you and the one you love spend the night there, you
will be together for the rest of your years and your love will never cease.
Razma had never really believed what his father had said...until that
night...and all the nights after it.
Me: I apologise again for not getting this up on St Valentine's Day. But I
wanted this to be done to the full extent. A belated happy Valentine's Day
to all of you and you're loved ones.