Someone So Special

Author's Note: Nothing out of the ordinary, just showing some lovin' for my 3 favorite characters in Deep Space Nine. E'Dan is a character I created especially for this story, since I can't see Kira going out with Julian I needed a character to bring Odo in. Maybe I'll do something of a back-story with her later. This story is rated PG-13 for Male/Male relationship. Enjoy!

Part 1: Garak Sets the Stage.

"Ah! My dear doctor, how pleasant it is to see you in this corner of the station." Garak beamed as he gestured the young man into his shop.

"And to what do I owe the pleasure?"

Bashir was always taken aback at Garak's enthusiasm towards him. "Nothing really, Garak. Just taking a break." He replied with a slightly nervous tone. Garak watched him with sparkling eyes and that ever so charming Cardassian smile.

"And you found your way to my humble shop? How fascinating!" Garak's smile widened so much more Bashir thought his face might break.

"Err I suppose..." The doctor smiled back hesitantly, a blush creeping over his dark skin. He forced himself to tear away from Garak's deep eyes. "I-I really should be heading back."

Garak leaned into Bashir; his lips painfully close, his warm breath tickling Bashir's cheek. "If you must, I suppose I can let you go. If you promise to return..."

Bashir swallowed hard. Garak's cryptic way of speaking led him on to believe the tailor was after more than just a simple conversation over lunch. For a split second he thought how tempting those parted lips looked. Horrified by the thought he pulled himself back.

"WellI-Iguesslunchthentomorrowright?" The words shot out of his mouth as if they had been fired from a phaser. "See-Seeyouthen." He managed an awkward wave before mechanically turning around and heading back into the direction of the infirmary. Garak watched the Doctor disappear into the crowed before letting out a sigh. He wasn't ready to give up quite yet.

Part Two: A Little Bit of Happiness.

"Odo!" E'Dan called out to the chief of security as he passed by the small office. Odo turned at the sound of her lovely voice that seemed to float through the air.

"E'Dan, how are you is morning?" He watched as the young woman approached him, a warm smile lighting up her face. Ever since she had come aboard he made it a habit to pass by her study on his daily rounds, usually around 1500 hours since it seems the crowds of eager visitors disappeared to Quark's for the evening.

"I could be better." She sighed. "I have to go see Dr. Bashir later."

Odo furrowed his brow. "Nothing serious I hope?"

She laughed. "No, just need to get immunization shots. He wants to make sure I don't end up dying from something as simple as the Thelusian flu."

Odo opened his mouth to respond but was interrupted by his communicator. "Odo here."

"Odo, could you bring the security rosters down to ops? Sisko wants to make some changes."

"Of course Major. On my way." Odo cursed his luck.

"Same time tomorrow then?" The redhead inquired.

"I look forward to it."

Part 3: Actions Speak Louder.

"Interesting."

E'Dan jumped.

"Garak, you startled me." She turned to see the Cardassian tailor who owned the neighboring shop eyeing her with great interest. She didn't know Garak personally, but she enjoyed his company. He'd really been the one to familiarize her with the station and is motley crew of inhabitants.

"I do apologize. But couldn't help notice the way you look at the Constable." Garak emphasized the word look and smirked.

"Is there something your trying to say Garak?" She crossed her arms and took a step forward. She could tell Garak was pleased by her reaction.

"Oh I think you know what I mean... Always watching for him to walk by... Batting your eyelashes... That little swoon you do-"

"I DO NOT SWOON!" She tried to mask her embarrassment but her beet red cheeks gave it away.

"Oh come now my dear, there's nothing to be ashamed of." Garak noted with glee.

"Don't you have something to do?" She stated turning back into the study.

"I suppose. This was fun-we should do it again. Say 1500 hours... tomorrow?" Garak dodged as a book flew by his head.

Part 4: Bedside Manner.

E'Dan stepped through the doors to the infirmary and was greeted warmly by the young doctor.

"Its lovely to see you again, I wish we had a chance to meet under more favorable circumstances." He grinned as he ushered her to a seat.

"Although I must say this is a good excuse as any."

She had to admit; the doctor was quite charming, handsome too. He picked up a hypospray and tilted her head to the side. She winched slightly from the hissing sound, but it was over in a matter of seconds.

"Is that all?" She asked surprised.

"Unfortunately yes." Bashir smiled again coyly. "Although I do have something I must ask."

"Of course Doctor."

"Dinner with me tonight at Quarks? There's this new Klingon restaurant that I hear serves the most amazing Rokeg Blood Pie."

"Sounds...Appetizing..." She replied cautiously.

"Is that a yes?" Bashir grinned. It was only dinner she thought, what harm would it do?

"Shall I meet you at 1900 then?"

"The hours will seem like an eternity." The young man took her hand and kissed it. "And you can call me Julian."

As she left the grin slowly faded from his face. The feelings Garak brought out in him were like none other. He tried to convince himself it was unnatural. He didn't need Garak; he was having dinner with a beautiful young woman. Then why did it feel like something was missing? He shrugged it off and prepared to leave for the evening.

Part 5: A Feeling of Dread.

E'Dan closed the door to her study and turned to see Garak doing the same.

"What are your plans for tonight, Garak?" She questioned the Cardassian, throwing her bag over her shoulder.

"Oh the usual, curl up with one of those dreadful human novels Julian lends me. What about you my dear?"

"Having dinner with Doctor Bashir-I mean Julian at Quarks tonight." If she hadn't been concentrating on typing in the security code to the door, she would have seen the devastating look on Garak's face.

"I see." Was all he said, followed by; "I need to get going."

"Garak?" She turned to his back as he walked away. How odd she thought. Garak was always cheerful, even to the point of annoyance. She shrugged it of and headed back to her quarters to change.

Part 6: The Plot Thickens.

"Constable! It is a lovely evening, wouldn't you say?" Odo turned slowly to an enthusiastic Bashir as he approached from behind.

"I...Suppose." He answered in his usual gravelly tone. "What has gotten you in such a good mood this evening, Doctor?"

"I'm having dinner with a beautiful woman." The young mans grin was positively radiant. Odo snorted.

"Did Dax finally give you the time of day?"

"Your humor is unmatched, Constable. But no, in fact I'm having dinner with E'Dan in... less than an hour so sadly I must bid you farewell."

Odo opened his mouth to say something but no sound came out. He watched as Bashir trotted off towards the Promenade and he couldn't help but feel a bit of sadness creep over him. Mentally he cursed himself for being such a shy fool. If he had the courage to ask her out, then maybe she would be having dinner with him right now. Odo had gotten used to disappointment. He pushed the feelings aside and continued with his nightly patrol.

Chapter 2 should be up in a few hours. Does anyone even read Garak x Bashir fanfics anymore?