A/U : This is my 1st attempt at a Star Trek story, so tell me what you think. This will be in 3 parts, all within 1 story. 1st part is Spock's point of view, 2nd is Kirks, then 3rd is 3rd person POV. Just a glimpse into what might be happening. Tell me what you think, I always enjoy reviews.

There was no logic in it.

His intentions were illogical, his tendencies, questionable at best. But there wasn't any logical reason for me to show emotional response to him. Especially not the emotional response that I had been showing. His fault's overpowered his perfections. Perfections? Why does my mind falter as I sit here, his presence even provokes an unwanted emotional response.

There was no logic in it.

The effect he has on me is illogical. But I can't seem to bring myself to stop looking at him in ways unlike myself. His shoulders, defined, his back, arched and firm, his legs, muscular, his face, too handsome for words. There must be something amiss for these illogical thoughts to enter my head. Yet why does my heartbeat increase in his presence, why do my cheeks flush and turn a darker green, why do the tips of my ears increase in temperature. The attraction has grown far too long, this infatuation is illogical.

There was no logic in it.

When he called me to follow him to his quarters I tried my best to keep up my facade of the perfect vulcan, logical and without emotion. While inside of me my mind was racing far too fast to keep up. His face was odd to say the least, but I followed. Being the first officer it was my duty to make sure the captain was fit to preform to his best ability. Altough that was my duty to Starfleet, my duty to myself was less respectable, it was to keep him from harm, protect him, at any cost, if only for my deep infatuation which now seemed less and less like infatuation the faster we were approaching his quarters.

There was no logic in it.

When we got inside his quarters I sensed something was a bit off.

"Captain, I do believe the temperature in your sleeping quarters has been raised 6.475 degrees farenheit from when you commenced using them." I said, still keeping up my charade of calmness.

"I thought you might think it more comfortable. I actually feel better because it's more relaxing now." He said, the usual grin on his face. That cute, smug, adorable grin. He has no idea what effect that grin has on me.

"I find it to be quite enjoyable to have a slight increase from the cold interior of the Enterprise. It's a rather welcome change." I said.

He then turned toward me, only 3.59 ft away and started walking forward. I stood still and rigid, my mind not anticipating what would happen next.

There was no logic in it, but when his lips touched mine, only one thought entered my mind. Screw logic.

A/U: it's a bit short, but tell me what you think. Next part will be uploaded in a couple days. Then the finale which will be much much longer. I'll try to make it as long as I possibly can without my fingers falling off. :]