An: So this is my first fan fiction, and I really want people to comment. Also if anyone wants to give me advice on how to write Chekov's and Scotty's accents that would be awesome. Lastly, if anyone would like to give me a fluffy prompt, I will write for any pairing.

EDIT: No one caught this, and if they did, they didn't tell me. I switched from first to third person about halfway through the second chapter. It's fixed now.

Thoughts, "Speaking", Vulcan

Chapter 1: Captured

Why does the Captain always seem to antagonize me? Spock thought as he walked back to his quarters at the end of his shift. He purposely went out of his way to annoy him, for reasons Spock did not understand. He wound his way through the corridors, being careful to make sure that he did not touch any of the crew members. Still, he was distracted enough to not see that Uhura had stopped right in front of him.

"Spock?"

He jerked out of his reverie to see Uhura standing in front of him.

"Hello, Nyota."

"Hello, Spock."

"I must inquire as to why you stopped me."

"You looked like you needed a friend."

He raised his eyebrows, the only indication that he disagreed with her.

But Uhura knew more about him than anyone else on the crew, except perhaps for the Captain himself. "What's wrong, Spock?" she asked.

Spock raised his eyebrow again.

"Elaborate."

"Okay, well you looked lost in thought, and I thought that maybe Kirk had gotten you mad at him again, because I don't think he does that intentionally. So what's wrong?"

"Nothing is 'wrong' as you put it. I am well."

"Spock, I'm not moving until you tell me."

He had forgotten how stubborn Nyota could be.

"The Captain was being illogical."

"Well Kirk is like that most of the time, but what did he really do? Come on Spock I'm not blind, I know that you're upset."

"I do not…"

"Okay, fine. If you don't want to say, you don't have to," Uhura interrupted, sounding exasperated.

"I'm going to be late for my shift, so if you could excuse me," Sulu said, squeezing between Uhura and Spock being careful not to touch either of them.

"That means I should go too," said Uhura, giving Sulu a look of thanks as the turbo lift doors opened. "Bye, Spock."

"Goodbye, Nyota."

As soon as the lift doors closed, Spock turned and resumed walking to his quarters. Now he was thoroughly confused, not that he would ever admit that to anyone but himself. He was agitated with the Captain, and confused by Nyota, who seemed annoyed at him. What was happening? Why was the Captain so good at bringing emotion out of me? He immediately rejected the first answer that came to mind.

I should meditate; he finally decided when he entered his room. He set out the candles and dimmed the lights, and then tried to focus himself. There were mixed results. It took him awhile to focus as his emotions were conflicted and messy. When he finally managed to use the Enterprise as a focus point, he had trouble because it was hard to replace Vulcan. Spock was only able to keep his meditative state for about an hour, but as he calmed down it was not a waste of time. Eventually he decided to put everything away, as the meditation had helped, and he apparently was not going to keep the state any longer.

When Spock finished putting away his mat and candles, the door buzzer sounded. Who could that be? he wondered. When he opened the door, he was surprised to see the Captain, as he had not been expecting anyone.

"Captain."

"Call me Jim. May I come in?" the Captain asked politely, standing outside waiting until he was allowed in. He was holding a chess board under one arm. Spock motioned for him to come inside with one arm, closing the door when he did.

"What is it that you require Captain?"

"As I said before, it's Jim, and I don't require anything, but I thought you might want to play a game of chess. Playing Chekov is fun but I think that you would offer a bit more of a challenge. You do know how to play don't you?" the Captain explained nervously, as though he was scared of how Spock would react.

"I do know how to play, and would be amenable to that course of action… Jim," Spock replied a bit uncertainly.

"Okay then, let's play." he set up the board and so began their first game of chess, from which many would follow, but neither of them knew that yet.

"So Spock," the Captain started after a few quiet minutes of playing, "do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"

"No," Spock replied.

"Okay, first question. Do you like this?" he asked, indicating in a vague sort of way to the chess game.

"Please specify."

"I mean, do you think that what we are doing is fun?"

"Vulcans do not have the concept of 'fun', however, it is an acceptable pastime."

"Great, that means that we can do this again right," the Captain replied ecstatically.

"I would not be adverse to it."

"Then onto the next question. What did I do today which put you so much on edge?"

"That is a most illogical question, Captain."

"It's Jim, and how is it illogical," Jim asked, obviously a bit offended by Spock's comment.

"To rephrase it, you did nothing to 'put me on edge', as you call it."

"Really, because both Uhura and I could tell that I said something."

"It was nothing beyond your usual ability to be illogical."

"Okay, whatever, and check by the way."

"An interesting move Captain, but I believe that I… yes, Checkmate."

"Aww, you couldn't take it a bit easy on me could you Spock?" the Captain asked sarcastically.

"Bridge to Kirk, you're wanted on the Bridge, Captain," came crackling over the wall communicator, saving Spock from having to answer.

"Thanks, Uhura," he replied, "We're on our way."

Motioning for Spock to follow him, they left Spock's quarters and made their way to the Bridge. Spock was musing about why the Captain had asked his presence, but then he saw the Bridge crew. They had gone completely silent when they, their Captain and First Officer, had walked in together.

"Don't stop your work on account of me," the Captain said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Yes, sir," everyone replied automatically, and went back to their tasks.

Now Spock realized why the Captain wanted him on the Bridge. It was to see the planet.

The Enterprise had been travelling towards Tuatara V for the past few days, and finally it had reached it.

Spock was fascinated. He ran a few scans to see if the planet held sentient life, which it did, but not much.

"Uhura, please order a security detail to the transporter room," the Captain ordered, planning to go himself. "Spock, you're with me. Mr. Sulu, you have the conn."

"Yes, sir," came the replies as he walked to the turbo lift with Spock.

"Why do you require my input, Captain?" Spock asked once inside the lift.

"I don't, I just thought you might like to stretch your legs a bit. You're also the best science officer on board, so why shouldn't you get to explore the planet." The Captain replied, even though it was also owing to the fact that he felt safer around Spock, which he didn't know.

Spock raised his eyebrow.

When they got to the transporter room, they found that the landing party had assembled including three security officers, Giotto, Markel, and Kim, and Doctor McCoy.

"Oh great, that green blooded hobgoblin is coming too. Thank the stars I thought to come along. You two get in enough trouble to kill everyone else in this room," the Doctor said grumpily.

"It is a pleasure to see you as always to see you doctor," Spock answered emotionlessly.

"Play it nice you two, or you're going in time out," the Captain tried to lighten the mood that Doctor McCoy had introduced.

Everyone but the Doctor and Spock laughed. McCoy started grumbling.

"Yah ready Captain, 'cause the generators…"

"Okay Scotty, Energize."

They were beamed right into the middle of a welcoming committee, bristling with weapons.