Dragon Tamer here, or just DT for short. Fox let me borrow Star Ocean: Till the End of Time, and MAN! Does it ROCK OUT LOUD! - So, me decided to write a fanfic about our favorite couple, Fayt and Maria! WARNING This is a lemon fic (and for the stupid people in the world who just like to click on random thing for no reason, well, like me for example :b … this is a 'sexually romantic' fic) between guess who. (Fayt and Maria, for the aforementioned) Geez, I can't believe I ACTUALLY writing this… - He he, oh well. Something a little different never killed anyone (that I know of, anyway…but I don't know that many people to begin with so…)
Me do not own Star Ocean, I think SquareEnix does, or that's what it sez on the cover -
P.S. You know I just like to be stupid with the disclaimers (Even I admit I didn't know what a lemon fic was at first.)
The Eye of the Storm
"Alright, that's everything." Fayt say as he checked everything twice. "Ready to go, Maria?" He looked over at the beautiful, young Earthling that accompanied him in his mission. She smiled at him as she picked up her bag.
"Mm-hm, mission completed so let's head back." She replied, pushing away a few stray, blue hairs dangling around her face. Fayt pulled his communicator from his back pocket and clicked a few buttons. A holographic screen popped up with Cliff's face on it.
"Yo, Cliff here, sup?" he said in his normal laid-back tone.
"This is Fayt," he replied to the Klausian, "Maria and I completed the objective and we're heading back to Arias—"
"Uh… yeah, about that…" Fayt watched the screen as Cliff scratched the back of his head. Maria stood next to Fayt as Cliff explained their situation.
"Well, we ran into some trouble down here and, well…" Cliff scratched his head once more.
"Well what?" Fayt asked, slightly impatient.
"Mirage managed to set up a quick trip transporter get us to Aquios, away from all the trouble brewin' down there."
"Hm, well…" Fayt replied in a surprised but sarcastic tone. "Knowing you, I thought you'd be the one to start it."
"Ha ha, Fayt…" Cliff responded, "Last thing I'd EVER think of doing is starting a riot… Anyway, were stuck in Aquios now. The transport program got shorted-out and might take awhile for it to boot back up again…"
"Well, that's not as bad as it could get…" Fayt sighed.
"Fayt, Aquios isn't that far, is it?" Maria asked. She hasn't been on Elicoor II as much as Fayt and Cliff had.
"Hey, now that you mentioned it…" he said to himself, then back to his communication, "Cliff, just stay there. All we have to do it cross through Peterny and go through Irisa Fields and we'll be there by nightfall."
"Alright then, you da boss…" Cliff replied. "Just make it here in one piece. Later." Fayt nodded, turn his communicator off and place back in his pocket.
"Well, Fayt…" Maria said as she looked at him with those bright green eyes of hers. He picked up his own bag and looked at her.
"Aquios isn't all that far from where we are." He answered. Then he looked up at the sky. It began to turn gray and cloud up some as of late, but it wasn't really that bad of weather. "And besides the weather hasn't been so—" He stopped as a drop of rain fell on his forehead. Soon several more followed until a shower kicked up. "On second thought…"
"Well, now what?" Maria said, with the same disgruntled face as he had. She placed her hands on her hips in that 'annoyed' sort of way. Fayt sighed as he gave a quick solution to their plight.
"Guess we just go the nearest inn and wait out the storm." Maria nodded in response.
"Alright. We don't exactly have a choice in the matter…" Fayt sighed once more. The rain quickly picked up as they discussed the matter. It quickly turned from a small shower to a full-blown downpour. "Aw, man… damn rain's getting worse." He looked over at Maria, completely soaked from the falling rain. Her clothes were plastered to her skin, showing every delicate feature of her body. Strand of wet hair stuck to her soft cheeks. Fayt could feel his face blushing a bit; it had always amazed him how he was in the presence of such beauty. He held his hand out to her.
"Well, let's go. Wouldn't want you to catch a cold." She looked up to see his smiling face, water dripping from the tips of his aqua blue hair. She nodded and gladly took his hand. Her face turned a little rosy as she felt how gentle he was, despite his prowess as a great swordsman. She smiled back as the two quickly headed towards the Great Trading Town of Peterny.
The rain continued to grow heavier and heavier with each passing second as the two ran to the west side of Peterny. Fayt held his arm up to keep the rain out of his eyes. He still grasped Maria's hand, leading her to their location. She held on to it tightly, never wanting to let go. Her face continued to stay blushed while raindrops fell on her warm cheeks.
"His hand… It's… so gentle…It's hard to believe his so strong…" she thought, turning even redder at the very thought of him. "It's strange though…he has such a kind personality that you'd never expect—"
"We made it." Fayt said, slightly out of breath. They stood outside of the Front Door, Peterny's more luxurious inn. Maria snapped back to reality as they entered. In the front lobby, she took her hair and begun to ring the water out of it. Fayt merely shook his head like a dog, shaking water in every direction.
"Fayt!" Maria yelled, only in surprise. Fayt looked at her, scratching the back of his head and showing one of his heart-warming smiles.
"Oops, sorry about that, Maria. Old habit…" he apologized. She began to blush once again and wonder off into her own thoughts.
"Aw, he's kind of cute when he smiles. And smart…and so powerful, yet kind all at the same time… Mm, please don't tell me that… I'm actually falling—"
"Ah, Mr. Leingod. It's been quite some time. What brings you here?" the innkeeper behind the lobby desk said, breaking Maria off her thoughts. The lady smiled as they walked up to her.
"Oh, sorry about the floor." Fayt apologized once more, this time from dragging in the water.
"That's no problem. Your probably not the last one either." She sighed. "It's a mess out there, isn't it?
"Yeah, we were on our way to Aquios to meet with the rest of our group, then we got caught out in this rain…" he explained. "Do you have a small room we can use for the night? Nothing real fancy, just—"
"Your in luck." She replied, "We have just a room open that suits your situation perfectly. For one night, that will be 250 fol. Is that O.K.?"
"Perfect!" Fayt said. The innkeeper looked behind him to see Maria trying to ring out her wet hair.
"The rain must really be getting worse…" she exclaimed. "You get your room fixed at the other desk and we can find you two some spare clothes." She walked out from behind the desk, walked next to Maria and smiled. Maria nodded.
"Alright, sounds good." She answered. She looked at Fayt, who nodded back to her.
"I'll get everything situated here and I'll meet you there." He replied. She nodded back and followed the innkeeper down the hallway.
"Here, these should fit you." The innkeeper said as she handed Maria an outfit. She looked at it, a white, button up, long-sleeved shirt and a pair of blue shorts. "What size do you think he wears?"
"Um, a medium, I think." Maria replied, recalling the information she discovered on Fayt.
"O.K., then I think this will fit." She pulled a shirt similar to the one she gave Maria, only short-sleeved, and a pair of tan shorts. Then she handed them to Maria.
"Thank you very much." She said. The innkeeper smiled.
"Oh, no thanks is necessary." She replied, giggling a bit. Maria looked at her slightly blushed.
"Um, what's so funny?" she asked. The innkeeper smiled once again.
"It's nothing." She continued giggling. "Just…"
"Wait a second. You don't think—" Maria stated, her voice getting louder.
"It's written all over you face." She replied, "You have a crush on him don't you?"
"…I don't know what you're talking about!" Maria nearly shouted. Her face turned pinkish-red.
"Well, I think you two would be cute together…" the innkeeper smiled as Maria's temper calmed down.
"You… you really think so?" Maria timidly asked. She looked off for a minute, thinking. She could feel, deep within her heart, that Fayt really was the one for her. Like if they were destined to meet. But she knew that it would never be possible…
"Well, if anything happened between you two, you'll have complete privacy." The innkeeper said, giggling once more. Instantly, Maria's calmness dissipated, bringing back her anger.
"What's THAT supposed to mean? I didn't come here just so I could screw him or something like that! We're only here because of this stupid storm." Maria ranted, crossing her arms at some point.
"I was just kidding…" the innkeeper said, still laughing a little, "But, you never know what might happen when you find that one special person…" Maria went back to her timid state to think once more. She handed the clothes to her, nodded and left back to her post just as Fayt walked up.
"Hey, Maria." He said, in his normal cheery mood. "I got the key…" he looked at her, who seemed quite distant at the time, with her face still red. "Are you O.K.? You look a little red, sure you don't have a fever or something?"
"I'm fine, Fayt." She replied, "Nothing's wrong." She looked at him, trying to convince he nothing really was wrong, though she was still blushing. She then walked down the hall to their room.
"Hey, wait up!" Fayt quickly followed behind her.
The first thing Maria wanted to do the second they reach their room was to take a bath. Not only for the obvious reasons, but she just need time to herself to think. Of course, she decided not to mention that part to Fayt. She left his spare clothes on the bed, took her own clothes and went to the bathroom. He sighed and sat on the floor, remembering that his clothes were soaked from the rain.
"Geez, what's up with her?" he thought, running his fingers through his wet hair. He turned his head to look out the window. The rain showed no signs of stopping, instead it continued to grow worse. He did admit, though, the rain was quite peaceful. "Guess I'll get changed then."
He walked over to the door, locked it and went back to the bed. Then he kicked off his boots, detached his armor and placed his sword up against the wall. He looked at the shirt and short Maria left for him lying on the dark red bedspread. He pulled off his soaked shirt and shook his head again. As he threw it on to the floor, he noticed himself in the mirror hanging on the wall. He always knew he was the scrawny-type, looking at his bare chest. But, he was still quite muscular in his own way, mostly from his years of playing Battle Simulations. He pushed his hair back again, only for it to fall back in to it original place. Then he sighed and began to change his pants.
"Well that's a relief…" he thought, throwing them on to the floor where his shirt lied. He looked down at his blue-plaid boxers to the easing discovery that they had remained dry. He grabbed the shorts and put them on. As he began to put the shirt on, he looked back at his reflection in the mirror, only to she see his face had turned red. Of course, he knew that in the back of his mind he was thinking about her.
"Maria…" he continued thinking, "Whenever I think about her, I just…" He sighed and found himself now sitting on the bed. He started to button up his shirt. "I've only known her for so long, but…" He only buttoned it up about half way before he stopped. He was now sitting straightforward with his legs crossed Indian-style, now flipping through his wallet. "Is- Is there anyway I can get her to see how I feel? Is there anyway possible…" He stopped as he noticed the corner of some type of wrapper in one of his wallet's pockets.
"Wait a minute. Is that—" he started to pull the blue wrapper out, but he instantly stopped once he realized what it was. "What tha! How the hell did that get in there?" For some reason, an image popped up in the back of his mind of a certain Klausian with a big goofy smile and his hand in a "V" sign. "Cliff…"
"Hey, Fayt. Whatcha up to?" Cliff walked into Fayt's room aboard the Diplo, who was packing his bag with supplies.
"Oh, Cliff. Just preparing for the mission with Maria." He replied.
"Well, I just thought I'd bring you something you might could use." Cliff smiled really big as he pulled something from his back pocket.
"Ah—" Fayt was pretty much stunned as he saw the same blue wrapper from before. He fanatically looked around him to see if anyone else was there to notice.
"What, you really so dense that you don't even know what a condom is—"
"Yes I know what a frickin' condom is!" Fayt shouted but in a hushed tone, "But why are you giving me one?"
"Well…" Cliff started, "It IS just the two of you. As they say, "Better safe then sorry…"
"What! Cliff, what in the hell are you talking about?" Fayt could feel his face turning red.
"He he, you know…" Cliff smiled with that goofy grin of his.
"Uh, know… what?" Fayt stuttered.
"Oh, come on…" Cliff responded to Fayt's obviously fake answer. "Two teenagers, all by themselves. He he, you two aren't exactly minors anymore…" Fayt just sat were he was, frozen with embarrassment. "Well, I'll just leave it in here." Cliff picked up Fayt's wallet lying in the bed, opened it up and placed it in one of the pockets. He then closed it and pat it a couple of times. "Go get em, tiger!"
He laid it back on the bed and exited the room, leaving a stunned, flushed-face Fayt behind.
Fayt continued staring at it with that same flustered look as before. He kept rethinking the same thoughts over and over; every one of them had to do with her. But, for some reason, he felt like his mind was blank.
"Hm, maybe it wouldn't be so bad… if we…" he started think but quickly shook his head, knocking the thought out. "What the hell am I thinking? Man…" He put it back in his wallet and closed it. "If Maria catches me with that, she's gonna think I'm some sort of pervert for sure…" He fell backwards and stretched out across the bed.
"But, I wonder… What does she really think of me…"
While Fayt thought of all these things, Maria was have her own troubles as well. She sat in the bathtub full of warm water with her long hair tied up with her red ribbon, to keep it from getting wet. She kept her arms crossed over her chest as the water gently caressed her skin.
"Why is this happening to me?" she thought, bringing a hand to her warm face. She could fell it turning shades of pink. "Every time I think of him I… I feel strange…" She began to feel her heart beating faster inside her chest.
"My heart feels like it's about to burst. I feel lightheaded and then…" she continued thinking. She grasped herself tighter as every thought of him made her body twinge with this strange, new emotion.
"I've haven't known him for very long, but I just feel like he's the one. Oh, Fayt…" she sighed and used her hand to cover her blushing face. After a few seconds passed, she removed the drain stopper, draining the bath water.
As she stood up to get her towel, she took a moment to look at herself. A near-perfect hourglass figure graced her, not to mention her unsurpassable beauty. She was look like a delicate flower, but her muscles were well toned. She was near equivalent to a goddess, but yet, in her heart she though that even with her looks, she would never be with the one she treasured most.
"Fayt… Will he ever see… that he's the one I love?"
Meanwhile, something finally broke Fayt out of his thoughts—his stomach. He looked down as he felt it rumbling. For some reason, it made him fell a little embarrassed too.
"Jeez, I forgot that I haven't really had much to eat today." He thought as he scratched his head. "Hm, I wonder if Maria's hungry too?" He got up and walked towards the bathroom.
"Maria?" he called, knocking gently at the door. Inside, Maria stood silently, clutching the blue towel wrapped around her warm, wet body. She felt frozen in place, unable to speak or… anything. "Hey, Maria?" Fayt called once more. He knocked several times, then twisted the doorknob. To his surprised, the door was unlocked…
Unintended, his hand seemed to open it all on it's own. Or was Fayt doing this subconsciously? He was unsure of this answer, but suddenly he felt breathless, something knocking the wind out of him. He knew what was beyond that opening door, something he knew he would regret, but within his mind, something continued to drive him through this event. As the door came completely open, he almost tripped, but caught himself in an attempt to make this appear as though it was an accident. He slowly looked up to see the sight he was regretting.
It was Maria, towel-clad, standing inside the room. Fayt could only stare, speechless and flush-faced once more. His eyes couldn't help but follow every inch of her figure, eyeing that delicate curve she had. However, he expected her with a rage like most women tend to do. But as he looked up to see her beautiful face, he notice her expression was different… way different. It was an expression of fright, almost scared. She held herself tightly as she looked at Fayt with her eyes full of shock. As hard as she tried, she couldn't explain why she was so scared.
"Uh…" Fayt tried saying, but couldn't get any words to come out of his mouth. Finally, he just blurted out, "I-I'm sorry, M-Maria! I-I didn't mean to, uh… I… um… I'm just going to…eh, yeah…" He continued blushing and backed up out of the bathroom, pointing in the direction he was going. The second he was out, he slammed the door, turned to where his back faced it and slid down it, releasing a gasping sigh of relief.
"I-I can't believe I just did that!" he though, pushing his fingers through his hair again. He felt breathless, like he had just run in a marathon. As he sat there, he could feel the tension growing below. It made him blush even more. "I mean, s-she was practically naked, for crying out loud! …Man, she going to hate me for sure…" Right then, he just wished he could rewind time and stop this all from happening.
However, on the other side of the door, a stunned Maria was still contemplating the past event. She no longer had the scared expression from before; instead it was more of an empty expression. She felt like there was a hole inside her heart, deep, black and empty. Truth be told, she actually didn't care for what happened. In fact, she more or less enjoyed it. The way he looked at her, that cute, nervous expression he had. It just drove her insane, to a point. Her body contracted itself, make her grasp herself tighter, pushing the towel closer. She fell to her knees, trembling from the events that have taken place. Soon she felt herself gasping lightly the name of her secret love.
"Fayt… Oh, Fayt…"
DT: Eh, uh-oh… It's already over 3000 words… Maybe me should stop here with a part one? Yes! That is an excellent idea! I'm glad I thought of it… -; right… It originally was a one-shot… It still is, just in two parts now. -; Hm, maybe it'll be better this way… You guys can tell me what you think so far! . Anyway, stay tune for Part 2, coming to a computer screen near you! (Oy, Oo; That was corny..)
I also just thought about something… To my knowledge, this is the first M-rated Fayt/Maria fic on (if, someone out there hasn't already beaten me to it! Eep! OO;) Well, I did my best and poured my all into it! I hope you guys think so to. This is also my first romance fic too. I thought I'd try out this genre to see how I'd do, even though I started this back in April, damn I'm lazy… Well, I've been reading what I've typed to Fox over the phone, and he said it was one of the most well written fanfics he read. (Well, hear technically…) Oh, me so nervous… I hope I do good. hopeful smile DT out for now! -