A/N: so I've never written a star trek fanfiction before but i thought I'd try it. Basically the premise of this is Kirk and Uhura are stuck in the turbo lift and discuss their own struggles with the Commander. Each chapter or so will be a flashback/anecdote kind of this giving insight into specifically Spock and Uhura's relationship...cuz i ship it. Should be cute. Maybe, I don't know...
"Lieutenant," Kirk formally acknowledged the communications officer with a nod as she walked into the lift. His head was pointed down towards his PADD so he hadn't noticed the young woman's appearance.
"...Captain." she responds, quieter than normal. Awkwardly she shuffles to one side of the lift, eyes slightly cast down. She hopes- no, prays- he does not lift his head. This had been exactly the kind of situation she had been hoping to avoid one of her very few days off.
But of course, as if on cue, he looks up and turns his head toward her, about to speak before his lips press into a hard line, trying not to smile.
Nyota Uhura, who he has always known to be look and act so professionally now stood before him in nothing but shorts and shirt with was at least two sizes too large for her tiny frame, obviously not belonging to her. Her hair which was normally in a neat pony tail in the back of her head was instead propped on the top of her head in a messy bun.
"Oh, I was about to ask about you about a report but I um...just remembered that as of this afternoon you're off." he tried the best he could to hide his amusement but he couldn't help it. Catching Uhura during what he pretty much considered to be a walk of shame was just too much. "I take it you and Spock have made up." It wasn't a question.
"Sir," she said as her hands flew to her face in a rush of embarrassment.
"No, you don't have to be sorry I mean, it is your time off." He said placing his PADD under his arm.
"I am aware, but still you have to recognize the awkwardness of this situation," she said sounding a little less uncomfortable.
"Not at all, I don't feel awkward," he said with a chuckle. "I'm more curious than anything to be honest,"
"I'm sorry?" she turned toward him, eyes squinting. God, she thought. How long is this lift ride?
"Just how that whole...thing works. Your, ahem, relationship."
"As I said before sir, I really don't want to-"
"We are friends Uhura, before we're crewmates."
"Gosh, what is wrong with this lift?" she said turning toward the control panel, seriously concerned now. They should have each reached their respective destinations now.
"Don't change the subject, I really am-"
"No Kirk I'm serious. When has a trip in the turbo lift ever taken this long?" Uhura crossed her arms, irritated now. She just needed to run back to her quarters for a second and now this. Some day off.
"Oh, you're right. This is a long ride. Huh." The captains reached into his pocket and grabbed his communicator. "Scotty," he spoke into it.
"Sir? You're on the ship why are you calling me from you're communicator?" the engineer questioned clearly confused.
"Because the lift is busted and me and Uhura are stuck." he rolled his eyes. They can beam people on board and go travel to planets in minutes but something as simple as an elevator is suddenly a technological struggle?
"Oh, well I'm sure it's nothing Captain, it'll fixed in no time" he assured before Kirk thanked him and put the communicator back in his pocket.
"Well this is just fabulous." Uhura began muttering curses to herself in a number of languages.
"Oh I'm sure its nothing, Scotty'll have us outta here soon enough. In the mean time-"
"Captain I'm gonna have to stop you right there," she held up a hand. "We are friends and past events made me realize just how much..." she trailed off not wanting to bring up bad feelings. "But I don't feel comfortable talking about mine and Spock's relationship to anyone. It's a very private thing, for both of us."
"I understand," Kirk said. "I respect both of you."
"Thank you," she smiled a little at him. The captain, for all his annoying behaviors and immature tendencies was a very kind and understanding man. She forgot that sometimes.
"But doesn't it get frustrating sometimes? I mean, I'm only with him a fraction of the time and sometimes he's just so...I mean you must need to talk to someone about him. Hell I need to. He can just be so-"
"Oh, I know." Uhura said rolling her eyes not at Kirk but at memories of past...disagreements. "Trust me, I know." It was silent for a while and Uhura thought for first time that Kirk had actually had a point; it would be nice to...vent about her partner who, for all of his positive qualities could be a bit too logical for his own good.
"I hope I'm not make you uncomfortable, but I am curious. How exactly do you fight...with a vulcan?"
Uhura heaved a heavy sigh, knowing she would regret this later. "Oh, let me tell you..."
A/N: If you think you might like this story, let me know so I know whether or not its something worth continuing! See you next chapter (hopefully)!
