***This event occurs in the new Star Trek movie and I input a scene where Spock and Kirk are about to go blow up Nero's ship and save the captain. Sooo...after that its all my own stuffu so hopefully I can try and capture them...if you see something that doesn't make sense or things that are out of place, please, let me knowཀཀ I don't know much about Star Trek...only love the recent movie but from what I've seen of Star Trek the series it looks awesomeཀ So help me if you know something that may help them make more sense or if I get something wrong...

Thank youཀཀ***

Chapter 1: Strange Times

The captain hadn't returned from Nero's ship and Kirk had the gut feeling that it had been a trap. Due to his nature he had no choice but to save him. Spock had insisted upon joining Kirk for the retrieval when he had made the final decision. Before the two left for Nero's ship, in the transportation chambers, Neera had kissed Spock as if they had...simply been together. The look that Kirk had given Spock must have hinted at his curiosity and speculation. The Vulcan answered in the same monotonous voice that he always used when he answered with a smart in-depth, to Spock meaning vague, explanation.

"It was curiosity that brought me to her. I wished to know more about the emotions that she was experiencing." ~silence~ "Have you never experienced mind blowing sex before?"

Well...now that he thought about it, he hadn't exactly experienced something like what he was speaking of. It was simply sex to him. He didn't really think much of it other then the fact that he was fulfilling his body's wants, needs and desires. Nothing really seemed to pop out in his head as 'mind blowing' though. Kirk grabbed his head and dropped it with embarrassment. Thank goodness he was in the privacy of his own room otherwise he may not have been as expressive of his annoyance. He had answered idiotically to that question, almost like Spock had planned for him to answer that way. That same, know it all smile...

"I don't know...all the times I have done it, it was pretty fantastic, but I don't exactly see your point."

He felt his face burn up at the memory. Spock's reaction: a smirk that revealed his inner knowledge that Kirk couldn't comprehend. He knew something that Kirk didn't and it annoyed Kirk to no end. He didn't like it that Spock knew something like that. The look that he had in his eyes was burned into his memory for some odd reason that Kirk couldn't seem to think of. His dark eyes and the intense gaze that he watched him with sent a shiver up his spine and a strange warmth coil within his body. It was an unusual feeling but he felt a familiarity with it which escaped him whenever he thought of it. That same feeling was burning its way into his body at that precise moment and Kirk stood after a quiet groan of the awkward feeling in the pit of his stomach before leaving his quarters and going to the infirmary to speak with McCoy about it.

The doctor was busy with other patients who had caught a recent strain of the flu and the moment that Kirk entered his office and opened his mouth, McCoy yelled at him to leave. He didn't have the time and patience to deal with him at that exact moment. He had told him to come back later when he wasn't so busy. Kirk quietly left and hung around an empty corner of the hospital-like section of the ship. Glancing up, Kirk's eyes caught sight of a young nurse wearing a rather attractive smock. He pulled her off to the side gently as she passed and smiled at her seductively. She blushed as he doted on her and complimented the brightness in her eyes and the unnatural shine of her hair. He didn't have to hold onto her arm for long, she was more than willing to stay by his side for a while, but he kept his fingers softly curled around her upper arm to keep some sort of connection between them. Kirk grinned at her and politely asked her to his room and she politely declined. He started leading her out of the infirmary before leaning down by her ear.

"Come now...Captain's orders." Kirk slyly snuck a glance at her face as she fiddled with her holographic notepad before nodding quietly. He draped an arm over her shoulders and began to lead her off down the hall when Spock bumped into him. The small shoulder tap caused Kirk to pause in mid-step to turn and look at him. He simply continued on without even noticing that he had bumped into him. Kirk glared lightly and as Spock spoke with one of the nurses, those dark eyes glanced up beneath arched eyebrows to stare directly at Kirk. He had that same, know-it-all smirk on his thin lips before talking with the nurse, eyes still holding Captain Kirk's in the process.

Kirk didn't think much about it as the nurse tugged lightly on her arm, speaking light-heartedly about things that had gone on that day. He didn't really care all that much about what went on, but he listened anyway. She talked for a while even when they reached her room. As they entered her roommate was pulling on a new shirt, revealing a thin waist and a white bra against pale skin. Kirk blushed lightly before she was dismissed and the two were finally left alone. Kirk didn't waste much time in getting her on the bed, after all, it was only natural for them to do what was expected of them.

Later that night, or perhaps it was early in the morning, Kirk didn't care much to look at the clock as he pulled on his pants and boots. Taking his other apparel he left her chambers and quietly moved down the ship back to his own. Most of his crew was still asleep, and if they weren't they were manning the main room and making sure that everything was in working conditions below deck. So when he approached the door to his room he was slightly shocked to see Spock waiting against the wall beside the keypad. Kirk took a deep breath before standing in front of the keypad, punching in the sequential numbers before the door opened with a soft swishing sound. Juts as he was about to enter Spock spoke quietly beside him. There seemed to be a hint of something in his voice...something similar to sarcasm perhaps.

"'Captain's orders?'"

Kirk's jaw tightened in quiet annoyance before he entered his quarters, Spock quietly following in behind him. Kirk approached his bed with heavy steps and listened as Spock stopped only a few steps after entering. He glanced over his shoulder to see him standing at perfect attention, hands clasped behind his back in respect for his superior.

"Well? How was it?" Spock's voice inquired softly as a pointed eyebrow arched. Kirk threw the remainder of his clothing onto the bed in frustration. For some reason unknown to him, Spock always seemed to spark up emotions in him that he was normally able to control.

"I don't have to respond to that question Commander Spock." Kirk looked at his bed and how it was just the way he had left it that morning; messy. He looked down at the bed and tightened his lips as his body grew tense. He was putting up his defense. He seemed to do that on a regular basis around Spock and it unnerved him. Kirk turned to face him before falling back onto the bed, feet still touching the floor as he sat up to untie them, pulling each onto the mattress as the laces were undone. When Kirk did look up Spock was watching him closely.

"Yes captain…" He turned to leave after a short courtesy nod and lifted his hand to the sensor that opened the door. Kirk's voice managed to pass his tight lips against his will as he asked something that was the main focus of his frustration.

"What did you mean when you said 'mind blowing?'" Kirk couldn't help but wonder. Spock knew something and he was having a hell of a time hiding it from his captain.

"I do not believe I am required to answer that." He stopped where he was near the door, blue uniform fitting his body almost perfectly as he stood with perfect posture. Kirk narrowed his eyes at the Commander's response.

"As your Captain, I suggest that you respond Commander." Kirk stood, bare feet warm against the cold floor beneath him. Spock looked over his shoulder with sly eyes before crossing his arms behind his back, moving closer with careful steps. The door, which had been open for only a few moments, closed swiftly as Spock made his way over to where the Captain now stood. He slowly made his way in a rather large circle around his Captain as he spoke with a familiarity that they didn't exactly share.

"Well Captain, since you command me to do so." He looked down at him with dark eyes before lifting his head arrogantly as he spoke. "When I said mind blowing I merely meant just that. When the pleasure is so intense that it becomes, how would you say it…too much to handle." Although there was no conviction in his voice, Kirk could almost feel the tension that was created after he spoke. He stood casually behind the Captain's left shoulder. Kirk tilted his head towards him when he stopped walking and his eyes closed slightly at the warmth that was only inches away from his back. Spock leaned over his shoulder as his voice quietly passed Kirk's ear. "Would you like me to further explain my meaning Captain?"

Kirk was silent before looking into the dark eyes that hovered above his shoulder. The heat in his gaze seemed to keep his voice captive in his throat and he was unable to answer. Spock seemed rather intrigued with his reaction before continuing, taking his silence as a means to continue.

"It is when you are connected with your partner so strongly that you feel as if you are one. During that connection, the pleasure is increased by at least tenfold. It is enough to make your mind explode, in a manner of speaking." Spock didn't move away or give the captain any space now and Kirk felt himself feeling drowsy, and with reluctance took a step forward. The heat must have been getting to his head. He cleared his throat with a small cough that also helped clear his thoughts enough for him to be able to speak.

"No…I have not had such an experience."

"…For some odd reason, I am not all that surprised…" Spock looked just as calm as he had when he had first entered as he straightened before passing the captain to go to the doors. The sound that they created was the only audible noise in the room and he looked back at Kirk over his shoulder with that same superior look of knowledge. "Well…I shall leave you with your bearings…good night Captain." He left after that small remark, the door closing quietly behind him. The room was almost eerily quiet in his quarters after that. Kirk let out a troubled sigh before going back to his bed and getting beneath the blankets. He didn't want to think of anything else right now. He only had a few more hours to sleep before he was to get up and man the ship.

He lay there with his eyes closed, taking light, even breaths but his mind was everywhere but the precious darkness that would allow him a restful sleep. Instead it was filled with the thoughts of a dark hair, dark eyed Vulcan that continuously pushed him to his limits. How he and his emotionless, uncouth self was able to feel such an amazing experience and yet the sexy and alluring Captain James Tiberius Kirk couldn't. It was something that the young captain wasn't going to let go of anytime soon. He would find out what he was talking about no matter how long it took him.