Ok so I love these two so much and I cannot get enough of them. I really wanted to do a story but I'm terrified that I'm going to write them badly or come on to strong with the whole relationship and want them to really drag it out but I don't know of I can and I'm so sorry to drag this on oh my goodness. Please R&R because it helps me want to keep writing! Love you all!
None of these marvellous characters are mine, if they were, every day would be Spock's pon Farr with ole' Kirk. Hehehe. But yeah I own nothing.
"Is the ship ready yet Scotty?" Kirk asked, eagerly awaiting the mission
to start. They would be in deep space for 5 years. That was a long time to
be with the same group of people. But these were people, that he, James
Kirk cared greatly for, although he chose not to show it as regularly as the
crew would have like.
"Aye yeh naggin bastard. Yer all set to go." The Scotsman replied
through the telecommunications device.
"Excellent. Sulu, prepare us for take off." Jim said, grinning.
"Attention everyone, Captain Kirk online. We are about to take off, and
won't be back for another five years. Make sure you've got your
toothbrush and pyjamas, cause we ain't comin back to get em'!" He told
his crew though the Intercom, laughing as he spoke. A small wave of
laughter was heard on the ship, and Jim smiled.
"Captain, I find your attempt at humour illogical. There is nothing funny
about our mission. We may not return." A emotionless, hard voice came
from behind him.
"Ya know Spock, I was only trying to lighten the mood. A lot of people on
this ship are scared." James said, turning to look at his first officer. The
vulcans dark eyes looked down on him in his chair disapprovingly. The
deep, dark eyes made Jim's breath catch, and Spock had a look on his
face that only made things worse. Jim looked away quickly, trying to avoid
anything more awkward, but how would he be able to deal with a growing
attraction to his first officer, if they were stuck together on the Enterprise
for five long, slow years?
Uhura walked by the two of them, giving Spock a look that made Kirk
squirm.
"What's up her ass?" Kirk asked quietly.
"Me and commander Uhura are... no longer in a, how humans would say,
relationship. I called it off two nights ago." Spock said, not seeming to
care much.
"She seems to be taking it well..." Jim said, a hint of humour in his voice.
"Not especially. She was very confused as to why I broke it off. I could
only tell her it was personal reasons." Spock quietly told his captain.
"Jesus Spock. Is that really why? Personal reasons? You two were fine
when you... well when...Vulcan was destroyed you two stayed close.
What's more personal than that?" Jim asked him, standing up to look at
the Vulcan who towered over him.
"I would rather to not tell you my personal problems at the mercy of all
the crew to hear, Captain. I do hope you can understand." Spock said,
lowering
his head to Kirks head, and whispering softly so his breath was warm
against Jim's ear. He shuddered slightly at the slight contact, and nodded.
"Of course.. But please, tell me later." Kirk said, trying to regain
composure.
"But of course captain. Please excuse me." Spock said, showing no
emotion to the situation at hand, and walked away, while Kirk was trying
to hide his growing stimulation in his pants. A dull throb began in his
crotch, and he had to think of a way to avoid it from getting out of hand.
"Uh.. Sulu, can you take over for a moment? Last minuet pee break." Kirk
said urgently, and before sulu could agree, Kirk was on his way into the
bathroom. He ran into Bones on the way there, and he tried to stop Kirk,
but when Jim gave him a look that said "now is really not the best fucking
time", he pulled away.
"Shit..fuck. I can't let this happen anymore. I need better control..." He
said quietly to himself In the stall. He had made sure to lock the bathroom
door after checking no one else was in there. The replay of Spocks ragged
breath on his ear was enough to make the dull throb a painful ache. It
took only mere minuets, but with all of the fantasies stored away in the
back of his mind, Kirk was able to relieve himself. He left the bathroom
with a slight flush on his cheeks, but feeling more confident than when he
had entered.
"Keptian? You are no looking to vell..." Chekov said, noticing the faint
blush on kirks face.
"Don't worry about me Check. I'm quite fine." He said, dismissing the
younger crew member.
"Aye captain, can we be shovin' off now?" Scottie's voice came through
the telecommunications device once more, and without missing a beat,
Kirk replied.
"Lets get going Mr. Scott. We've only got the next five years!" He laughed,
making his way into the main room. He noticed that Spock had returned
to his station, and looked rather...lost, which was very odd. Spock always
seemed to know what to do or say or think. He ignored the thoughts
blossoming I'm the darkest parts of his brain for his first officer, and sat in
his chair, grinning and turning the intercom on.
"Alright everyone, we will be leaving shortly, and this time I mean it." He
said, and not five seconds later, felt the rumble of the ships engine
beneath his feet.
Truthfully, it still scared the absolute shit out of him to be on the ship. It
had killed him of course, but the mission needed a captain, and he wasn't
about to let Spock have his place on the ship, so he pulled up his big boy
pants and faced his fears.
"Kirk, you feeling ok? I tried asking you before but you obviously were to
busy. You're not looking to well..." Bones said from behind his captain,
eyeing him suspiciously.
"Oh bonesy! You do care!" Kirk fake squealed. The doctors eyebrows
shot up in a disapproving manner, and he sighed.
"No numb nuts, I just don't want my captain to die again." He said flatly.
Kirks smile disappeared, and his humour did too.
"Yeah, I'm fantastic thanks. Not dying again any time soon." Kirk told his
head doctor with a venomous tone.
"Shit Jim... I'm sorry. That was uncalled for. You know I was just... I'm
really worried about the mission.. I can't...fucking hell man." Bones'
distressed tone melted Jim's heart, and he turned to look at his friend.
"Don't worry Len, it's just a touchy subject, my dying. Still scares me."
Kirk said quietly. The doctor nodded, and walked away silently.
"Ready to engage captain?" Sulu asked.
"Do your thing Sulu, lets get the hell outta here." James told him
enthusiastically.
"All set. Lets go." Sulu said, and the ship shot forward, and a sheet of blue
and white stars on a black surface became millions of little lines as they
shot through space in hyper-speed.
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Spock sighed as they shot forward into space. Five years with these
people would be quite painful. He did care for them all, but not in a way
that would be considered anything more that co-workers. Except one...
And although Uhura did feel more for Spock, he only became a part of the
"relationship" to distract his feelings for the other...particular person,
although the use if distraction rarely worked.
"Hey? Did you hear me?" Kirk questioned Spock.
"Pardon me Captain, I was...distracted..." Was all Spock could think of
saying.
"Well, I asked if you were ready to tell me what your "personal issue" is.
Because honestly Spock, I wanna know. I've never seen you this..
distracted before." Kirk told him, using Spock's words, which made
Spock's eyebrows raise.
"Distracted, captain?" The Vulcan asked, clearly annoyed.
"Yeah yeah, I've seen you with your puzzled looks and distant staring.
Just tell me for Christ sakes. I'm your friend, remember?" Kirk told him,
grinning. Spock's heart rate picked up, and suddenly his confidence from
when he told his captain he would inform him of his "personal troubles"
was gone, and if it was at all noticeable, Spock paled at the thought.
"Well, you see captain I-" he started but Kirk cut him off.
"Don't you try and work your way outta this mister. Lets go." He said,
grabbing the vulcans strong forearm. The warm touch on the fabric made
Spock's breath catch, and he allowed the captain to drag him away. They
pushed passed people, earning disapproving glares and "hey watch it!"
more often than not. Kirk finally turned into a door that opened into what
looked like a small sitting area with two small chairs and a couch.
"Have a seat." Kirk invited. Spock sat nervously on a black chair, and Jim
took the one beside him.
"Look Spock, I just want to help you. I don't believe that you broke up
with Uhura for no real reason. Something must really be bothering you."
Kirk said, his face showed signs of concern, but also smugness.
"I can assure you captain, it is nothing you should be worrying yourself
over. It is illogical." He tried to persuade. His captain licked his lips and sat
forward in his chair, putting his face only inches from Spock's, who's heart
once again began to race.
"Now Spock, please. I really do want to help you, and the only way I
could ever do that is if you tell me. And so as your Captain, I order you to
tell me what's going on." Jim said, smirking. Spock sighed, clenching his
teeth. If Jim knew, then he himself would have to resign, if Kirk didn't fire
him first. Relations between crew mates was unheard of, especially
between Captains and their first officers.
"Captain I... have had to... rethink my...sexual preferences, as I do not
feel that my relationship with Commander Uhura was fair to either of us, if
we were not relieving the full amount of happiness and pleasure from our
experiences." Spock tried to explain as best he could, without telling Kirk
exactly what he meant. It only took about seven seconds for Kirk to reply.
"..You're... gay?" He asked, sounding slightly confused. Spock also
thought he heard hope.
"That would be the.. correct term on earth, yes." Spock said, looking at
the ground, a flush of green in his cheeks. When Kirk first started
laughing, Spock thought it was at him, but when he looked at his captain,
he realized that wasn't the case.
"So, did Uhura make you change your mind?" Jim asked through giggles
and snorts.
"I.. Well yes and no." Spock said.
"Oh? Well who did then?" Kirk asked, but before Spock could muster up
the courage to tell his captain how he felt, the door opened.
"Spock? What the hell? What are you two doing in here?" Uhura asked,
her voice tinted with fury.
Spock stood, not looking at his captain.
"Commander I was explaining something of... great importance to the
Captain." Spock tried to persuade.
"Was she really that bad in bed?" Kirk asked, still sniggering. Uhuras jaw
dropped and eyes brows shot up.
"What. The. Hell. What did you tell him Spock?!" She shrieked.
"Only why I had to end our relationship." Spock said, giving the captain a
glare.
"Oh? Is it because you wouldn't fuck me?" She yelled, making Spock's
slight flush return.
"No commander, and the reason for that is because as of recently... I
have found that my sexual presences are not what we thought they were."
Spock said shamefully.
"What? What do you mean?" Uhura asked, sounding confused.
"It means he's gay." Kirk piped in, and Spock gave a look that said if he
could die, he would.
"You're gay? You're fucking gay?!" She shrieked again, storming out of
the room. Spock sat down in the chair, running his temples. He knew this
was a terrible idea, and now that Kirk was laughing at him, his blood
began to boil. He shot up from the chair, a shuddering breath escaping his
lips. Kirk looked at him, slightly concerned.
"Where are you going?" He asked, standing too.
"To find a way to regain my pride, seeing as you and Commander Uhura
find my sexual preferences to be either hilarious or disgusting, I do not
wish to deal with the issues that will arise, so I will be resigning after
today." Spock said, straightening out his uniform.
"What? Resigning? Spock why would you resign?" Kirk asked him, also
standing up, but now much more serious.
"Was my explanation not sound enough for you captain? I do not feel
that my explaining it again will make it any more clear to you." Spock
said, raising his eyebrow.
"Spock you know I wasn't laughing at you, right?" Kirk said, his voice
softening as he placed his hand on Spock's shoulder. He felt his first officer
tense under his touch, and avoid eye contact with the captain.
"I do not believe you are being entirely truthful." The Vulcan said, a
green tinge on his cheeks.
"Spock, I would never be that heartless. The fact that you even told me, I
don't even know how to feel. I'm grateful if anything." Kirk said honestly.
Finally Spock turned to look at him, his dark eyes searching for any hint
of lying.
"Honoured Captain? That is illogical." Spock said, not wavering.
"Is it Spock?" Kirk, smirking lightly.
"Captain Kirk, you are needed on the deck." Sulus voice came through
the communicator.
"Right away." Kirk said. He grinned at Spock, clapped his shoulder and
left to his deck.
Just by the way, I am a total supporter of gay marriage. I believe they deserve rights to marry whoever they choose. 〜（ゝ。∂）hope I did a good job so far! Please R&R!