Hello good sirs and madams!! I've decided to bet the first (I think) to post a 100 Theme Challenge story about Kirk and Spock AS A FREEKIN COUPLE!! BD YEAH BOI!!!

*ahem* well, anyways, I'm not using the traditional list, I'm using one of the rather new/mixed up ones. I don't really like the original list, so this one should prove to be fun! ;D

Those of you who don't know what the 100 Challenge is…GET OUT FROM UNDER YOUR ROCK!! D: lolz kidding…anyways, it's a list of 100 themes and you're supposed to do something art related for every theme, like…write a story, draw a picture, write a poem, yadah yadah….

Well, that's about it. Keep in mind, I'm NOT going in order, otherwise I might kill myself. ^^;

Chapter ratings might range from K+ to M, but will probably stay in the T range. XD;;

Anyways, on with the chapter!! ;D

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Chapter Summary: Spock talks about the Nero incident and his opinions on Kirk. Slashy. 3

1. Introduction

The first time I ever met that man, I tried to block it out. It was during my academy days, while I was a professor there. I was teaching quantum physics to the cadets, along with a couple of Vulcan language courses. My life was peaceful then, and I enjoyed it. But even as a Vulcan I am quite aware that peace on Earth does not last forever.

James Tiberius Kirk was the saddest excuse for a human male I had ever met. He was rude and sloppy and most of all, he was what Nyota called a "womanizer." When she explained to me the meaning of the word, I found it both illogical and quite insulting to woman. Using them to gain something for one's self without any consideration for the other person was a horrible thing to do, and apparently he did it quite often.

When he first moved to San Francisco, the female body of my cadets seemed to talk about nothing else. They would gossip among their peers about their nights with him, or strange situations he got himself into. On numerous occasions, I had heard them talking about him getting into bar fights to prove his strength to the woman.

With out even meeting him, I already had him labeled as "the most illogical human of all" in my head. The fact that he was so infamous among my students didn't bother me, but a lot of them were falling back in their work because of the time he spent with them. There was nothing I could do about that, but it didn't keep me from becoming irritated with the male.

The first time I met him, I was blown away.

"Oh, good morning," he greeted kindly. His smile was lazy and his cerulean eyes gazed at me through half-closed lids. "I'm sorry. I didn't disturb you at all, did I?"

I was so thrown back by his calm behavior that all I did was shake my head. I was on the city hover-bus, on my way to visit my father who had come to star fleet momentarily, when he got on. He was obviously half asleep as he hobbled his way down the path way, and then he bumped into me. He nearly knocked my book out of my hands during his attempt of catching himself.

"Is this seat taken?" he asked, motioning to the seat besides me. I once again shook my head.

He sat besides me and I watched from the corner of my eye as he attempted to keep himself awake. Unfortunately, I was unable to watch him long enough to come to any conclusions, as my stop was shortly after he got on. But, I did have enough time to determine one thing: James T. Kirk was most likely more enjoyable for someone like me to be around if he was falling asleep.

The next time I saw him was after he beat my test. When he requested to face his accuser and I walked down, I knew he didn't recognize me. And, while he did not recognize me, I realized that my earlier observation of him was correct; awake, he was very unpleasant to be around for someone like me. I realize that my annoyance with him made me sound a bit hostile, but that was not my intent. I was a teacher and he was a student who needed to be taught a lesson. The entire meeting was about him learning from his mistakes, but I couldn't help but wonder if he was absorbing the knowledge.

The lesson I was planning to teach him never reached a conclusion as a distress call from my home planet interrupted it. Every member of Star Fleet hurried to their stations and I didn't see Kirk for a while. I organized the cadets onto their correct ship and made sure everything was in order before heading to the Enterprise to take my place there as Science Officer.

After the Nero incident was finished, Nyota explained to me how Kirk had gotten on board the Enterprise without my knowledge of it. Dr. McCoy injected a hypospray into Kirk, and smuggled him on board while saying that he needed to treat him. The Good Doctor, while he really is a good human physician, only ended up making the symptoms that Kirk had, worse. After hearing Ensign Chekov's report of the Vulcan attack, he came to the conclusion that a Romulan ship was to blame, the same one that destroyed the USS Kelvin and his father.

When Kirk confronted me on the bridge about it, I used his Father's death against him. I had meant no harm in the statement, but it apparently upset him. But, Kirk was right. Thanks to Mr. Sulu's mistake, the Enterprise did not face the same defeat that the other cadets did. When we finally fell out of warp around Vulcan, the fleet was destroyed and only did a lone Romulan mining ship stand before us.

The Captain, Nero, planned on destroying Vulcan by creating a wormhole from within it, and even though Sulu and Kirk tried their hardest to stop it, it was too late to save my home. I only had enough time to save my family and the Elders, but even then I had lost my mother.

I knew I was emotionally compromised, but as acting captain I had a duty to my ship that I could not ignore. Kirk had been promoted to first officer when Captain Pike went to Nero's ship, but I did not fully trust him yet. If I stepped down and allowed him to take over as captain, I thought he would lead us all to our doom. Or, that's what I convinced myself to believe in order to justify staying as captain.

Kirk had to question my authority. Everything I seemed to do was not good enough for him, but I didn't listen to his arguments. Technically, we were a team; a first officer and a captain must work together to make decisions. But, I ignored his opinions and had security try to take him away, and when he tried to fight them off, I nerve pinched him and sent him to Delta Vega.

Who knew that Kirk would find my counter part there? If I was human, I would say that he cheated by giving Mr. Scott his equation before he came up with it, but I am not; am Vulcan.

Seeing Kirk back on the ship was both irritating and a relief. After I marooned hi there, I began to feel guilty for it because there was no way for me to know if he would survive or not. His return was a relief because I now knew that I did not condemn another living creature to death. But, it was irritating because it seemed like the human's entire existence was to defy all of my orders.

All of the emotions I felt upon seeing him safely back on board quickly dispatched when he confronted me. He accused me on not having emotions and not loving my mother. It hurt, I felt the sorrow of my mother's loss all over again, the anger for revenge against Nero, and the anger towards Kirk for accusing me of not treasuring the woman who brought me into that world.

In my emotionally compromised state, I could not think clearly. Eventually, he pushed me over the edge and I attacked him. I still remember how it felt to have him squirming beneath me as I tightened my grip around his throat. I imagined he was Nero and I was slowly squeezing the life from his body because of what he did to my planet and my mother; the power felt amazing.

My father called back to me and I snapped out of my trance. It was not Nero beneath me, it was Kirk. I was choking Kirk and he had done nothing wrong (he did, but not enough to deserve to die over it). As I looked at his face I ripped my hand away and resigned my position. Kirk would lead us to victory, he deserved my faith after what I did.

Father followed me to the transport room while I stared at the pad where my mother should've appeared on. He talked me through my emotional state and I realized something. Even though my mother was gone, she would always be with me. That though illogically calmed myself enough to think of the situation. My crew members were one of the last ships of the Earth and we were tracking down Nero. In a time such as that, my crew needed everyone to be at their best, including myself.

I returned to the bridge and it seemed as though Kirk was glad to see me. No malice shown in his eyes, just calm satisfaction upon seeing my return. I couldn't help but be utterly mystified by the human. I had almost killed him no more than twenty minutes before, and he was happy to see me? I realized that, as the Good Doctor would say, "I had bitten off more than I could chew."

When Nero's ship was in site, we had Mr. Scott beam us aboard. Kirk had tried to go by himself, but I was not about to allow that. We had already los one captain, and as First Officer, it was my duty to protect my captain. I do not know when I really became first officer, but Kirk treated me like one - like it was my rightful place.

Mr. Scott coordinates were a bit off and we had to fight a few Romulans, but we were able to get the information we needed from the Romulans minds. I told Kirk what I had learned from a meld with one of them and we continued on.

During the Nero incident, Lt. Uhura and I were in a relationship, but I now realize that we should've just been friends. When we boarded the ship that contained the red matter, I tried to get Kirk to give her a message in case I did not return. He illogically interrupted me, refusing to hear it because he would not accept it as an outcome. When I requested for him to do it, I used his name, Jim, and it felt so natural rolling off my tongue. It was an odd feeling, but one I welcomed with open arms. I liked it and hearing me say his name seemed to please him as well.

Jim went to save the captain while I flew the red matter ship out of the Narada. I knew the only way to get rid of Nero and his ship was to crash the red matter into the Narada and create a worm hole. I was fully prepared to die, but Mr. Scott saved me just in time. Kirk and Captain Pike appeared on my left side, safe and relieved. Mr. Scott was excited about beaming two people onto the same pad, but I ignored him. Jim and I made our way to the bridge when Captain Pike was safely in medical bay and finally began working as a team. We, and all the other crew members on the Enterprise, were able to get the ship out of danger and on a coarse to a safe Earth.

Earth was my last home. Vulcan was destroyed, along with my mother, and as a member of an endangered species, my choices were limited. Since I am half human, my human side's world was my last remaining home.

When the Vulcan survivors began to board a shuttle to our new planet, I went to speak with my Father. But, I did not find him. Instead, I found my counter part. I tried to tell him that it would be better for me to assist the colonies, but he told me that it was not my destiny and I was needed elsewhere. He told me about his Jim and that the friendship he shared with him was something hat I needed with my Jim.

For once in my life, someone other than my mother told me to ignore logic and to do what felt right. While logic pointed towards the colony, it felt right to be at Jim's side aboard the Enterprise.

For most of my childhood I had been at war between the two halves of myself, too emotional to be Vulcan, to logical to be human. But, Jim looked at me and saw me for who I was and accepted it without hesitation. Nyota did the same thing, but the feeling was not as intense. I agreed to stay with Star Fleet with Jim would have me, and I also vowed to myself that I would end my relationship with Lt. Uhura. It was not right of me to continue with it when my heart was elsewhere.

"Welcome aboard, Mr. Spock," Jim greeted one night when he finalized my application to be his First Officer. He smiled at me in such a way that I knew that this was the calm side that not many people got to see.

"I presume that means you've finished the paperwork?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

Jim laughed a laughed that was filled with affection and humor. "Yes it does," he replied with a tranquil look on his face. "You're now my First Officer, officially."

I enjoyed the peaceful side of Kirk, but it was such a change that it sometimes worried me. Other times, I was afraid that if he became too peaceful he would end up falling asleep in my quarters, sitting awkwardly on the chair like he always did.

"Even though I have technically been acting as First Officer for a whole week?"

Again Jim laughed, a sound that I enjoyed. "Yeah, well, I procrastinate. Sue me."

"It would be illogical to 'sue' my captain."

Jim smiled at me and rested his chin on the back of his chair. "Indeed it would."

I felt something stir inside me and I knew it was the feelings that I had been pushing down for a week. My affection for him, the attraction I felt, and the electricity that subconsciously pulled us together…I would have to explore our relationship on a later date because I was too content with how things were that moment that I didn't want to move. For once, after my Mother's death, I could truly say that I was happy.

AAAAAND FIN!!!

Well, that was interesting. ^^;

Next chapter will be more fun. This one, while I enjoyed writing it, I think was kind of dull. It needs more…spice. *eyebrow wiggle*

Anyways, stay tuned, please comment, and I'll see ya soon~! ;D