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Operation Swoon Pasha
Summary: It is three days until Chekov's 18th birthday and Sulu is struggling with ways to woo him before someone else snatches him away.
I really like the Sulu/Chekov pairing, they are such opposites.
I apologize before hand that I am not good with writing Chekov's accent. I tried, but it's hard to do!
Hikaru Sulu, other wise known as Karu because that is what Pavel had nicknamed him years ago, paced his room for what had to be the hundredth time that hour. Karu always thought better on his feet and he really needed to think about a few things now. He might not be a genius like half of the Enterprise crew, but he was really a good problem solver. And the current problem was that Pavel Chekov, Karu's best friend for the last three years, was turning eighteen in three days. That means that the adorably sexy, hot hunk, quick silver of a navigator would be legal in less than seventy-two hours. Yes, Hikaru Sulu had a problem, because he was head-over-heels in love with the Russian (a fact he couldn't seem to tell himself enough or talk himself out of) and he had no idea what to do about it. He was running different scenarios in his head, but none of them seemed right. How did one go about telling their best friend that they loved them and wanted to have a relationship with them now that it was legal in all parts of the Federation? This was not the kind of stuff that had been taught at the academy. Karu had given himself a twenty-four deadline to figure it out before he called for re-enforcements: Nyota Uhura and if all else failed his sister.
It might not have been such a big deal, but there were actual calendars that were marking down the days until the resident 'Jail-Bail' was legal! Even some of the science department (the geeks that they were) was in on the count down and let's not forget that Jim Kirk was egging on Karu every chance he got. Of course, Pav was completely ignorant of such things. Pav was innocent, so innocent that he would not see that several women and men were drooling after him like hungry dogs. Karu just couldn't sit on the sidelines and let someone else sweep his Pasha right out from underneath his protective gaze. All those other people didn't love him! Karu loved him and would treat him with respect! But what in blue blazes was Karu going to do to convince Pav that he is the one he should pick? Sure Karu didn't get skipped when it came to the good looks, but he was no Don Juan, or Jim Kirk for that matter. Karu plopped down on his bed and sprawled on his back starring up at the ceiling with such intent one would think the answer to his problem was written up there somewhere.
Before Karu could wallow any more in his self-pity, the object of his desire came strolling into his room from their shared bathroom. "Karu, I vaz vondering if you vould like to do sumzing. I am zo bored." Pavel's accent was adorably cute when they were off the bridge because Karu really couldn't think of the navigator by his side as cute while they were on duty, it was distracting. Pavel had crashed onto the bed, sprawled out beside Karu sharing in his intent search of the ceiling.
Karu nearly groaned, oh yes he had plenty that he would like to do and it mostly all involved the bed they were already on, but that would have to wait three days. "Sure I'll do something with you, Pavel. What do you have in mind?" Karu jumped up off the bed trying to look like he was enthused that he and Pavel would go do something, when in reality he couldn't guarantee that if he and Pavel shared the bed for any longer that he would keep his hands to himself, those three days be damned.
Pavel sat up and shrugged. "Do you vant to vorkout?" Pavel looked up with those big blue eyes. Like Karu could say not to those perfectly blue eyes if even wanted to.
Yea, Karu wanted to work out but not in the damn gym. Karu had to get his mind out of the gutter before he did something he might regret, one day, maybe. Ok, so he had to change his mind set before he did something that Pavel might not like, that seemed to work. "Sure, Pav, that sounds like a good idea." He moved over to get some workout clothes from the dresser to change.
"I vill change into my shorts and be right back." Pav bounced off the bed and sprinted into his room.
Karu sighed. Yea, great idea, me and Pavel in the gym sweating and in close proximity of each other. He thought to himself as he pulled of his long pants and slipped into his gym shorts. His workout shirt was hidden under some clothes, so it took him a few moments to find it. Pavel must have been putting away his laundry again; Karu didn't even let himself think how sweet it was that Pav helped keep his room clean. Karu pealed off his black undershirt to put on the soft gray academy shirt when he heard the quick intake of breath from behind him. Pav must have come back into the room and liked what he saw. But what would be the point of acknowledging that fact? Karu had the next three days to live through first. So, he adjusted his clothing as if he had heard nothing. Karu turned and couldn't help but smile as he saw the blush on the younger man's face. "Let me get my shoes and I will be all set." His voice held none of the angst he felt.
Pavel had nodded without bothering to speak. Karu couldn't help but notice how Pav let his eyes trail over his body and the way he kept swallowing. If Pavel was like Karu was when he saw Pav shirtless, he was not able to make his mouth work. Good, Karu thought, this will make my operation 'Swoon Pasha' much easier. Karu pulled on his shoes and followed Pav out the door. They silently made their way down to the gym, walking side-by-side in matching gray academy athletic wear.
Karu had expected the gym to be full of people with it being the weekend shift for most of the crew, but there were only a handful of other crewmembers in the gym. Most of them were on treadmills with ear buds firmly in place. Pav had started to stretch on the mat to the right side of the doors, so Karu followed. Usually they ran around the decks in the morning, but this morning they had slept in because it was their off day so Karu was expecting to run on the treadmill next to Pav. He stretched his legs and ankles really good because Pav ran ten to fifteen miles on his off day. Leave it to Hikaru Sulu to fall in love with a runner. He hated to run but he loved to be with Pav, so his knees would just have to take the abuse.
However, when the stretching was done Pav didn't head to the treadmills; he headed towards the wrestling ring. Karu's heart jumped to his throat. There was no way he was going to be able to wrestle Pav. Wrestle? Ok, that's not what they would be doing; they would just be rolling around on the mat with their arms around each other. Karu really couldn't take that kind of torture this early in the day. "Hey, Pav, where you going?" Karu tried to keep any panic out of his voice. His heart would stop if Pav talking him into being so close to his 'friend'.
Pav stopped walking towards the ring and retraced his steps next to his best friend whose mouth was half-way between hanging open and staying shut. "I thought zat you could teach me how to vrestle, Karu. I vant to be able to protect myself on avay missions." Pav was looking up at Karu with those puppy-dog eyes, pouting.
Karu swallowed and tried to think of an excuse, quick. "Pav, what good will wrestling skills do you on an away mission?" Karu let out a small laugh. "How about we run and then we practice phaser simulations? I doubt you will need much hand-to-hand combat training unless your name is Jim Kirk." This time Pav joined him in the laughter.
Pav nodded and walked towards the treadmills. "You are right, Karu, as alvays." Pav began to punch in his personal code to set the options to his preference. "Jim Kirk vas born with a zign zat zays 'punching bag'." Pav chuckled at his own joke as he began to run.
Karu had to admit that was a funny jab at the captain. But atleast his funny joke had gotten him away from the wrestling ring. Karu set his own treadmill and began to run beside his best friend. For the most part they always ran in silence. Occasionally one would point out something interesting to the other, but they did not try to carry on a conversation. The companionable silence between them spoke volumes to Karu. It told him that they were both very comfortable in each other's presence and did not feel the need to constantly keep the stream of chatter going. It was refreshing; it was what Karu enjoyed the most about his day. They had begun running together back at the Academy when Karu had decided that it might not be safe for Pav to run around campus alone before dawn. Karu had drug himself out of bed every morning during the three years together in San Francisco to take his place beside his best friend to enjoy the sunrise together.
Karu had learned during their first attempt to run on the treadmills, that he could not watch Pav while they ran because he would loose his footing on the rotating belt. It had taken a trip to the Med Bay for Karu to realize that it was not worth trying to watch Pav. That was one of the reasons Karu still let Pav wake him up so early to run around the decks, he liked to watch him run. Pavel Chekov was a runner, fast, lean and elegant. His movements were beauty in motion while jogging down an empty corridor, early-morning path or on a stationary treadmill. Of course running with Pav also let Karu eat like Pav and that wasn't so bad either. That was the excuse that Karu tried to use when Pav asked him while he still accompanied him on his runs. He had said that he had gotten used to eating like a horse and didn't want to have to cut back. That was his story and he was still sticking to it, there was no mention of gorgeous Russians with long legs any where in his reply.
Either Pav had decided to take pity on his older counterpart or he was really antsy to do something else, because they only ran ten miles. Pav had begun to slow his pace around 9.5 miles, which Karu automatically mirrored. The last quarter of mile they would slow their pace down to a trot to help relax the muscles. This was the part where Karu could sneak glances at Pav. It always amazed him that the blonde was never even sweaty when they were done with a fifteen mile run. In fact, Pav looked like he could have bounced off the ceiling no problem. Karu was not sure how he did it, but he knew it would be awkward to ask how he had so much energy left over because then he would have to admit how he knew. So, he just stuck the question back for a later date when he might have a less compromising opportunity to ask.
Pav had hopped off the treadmill and went to get him and Karu towels, once again not that Pav needed one. "How about ve just play a wedio game instead of target practice, Karu? Zat sounds much more fun." Pav broke the silence as he handed Karu a towel.
Karu laughed as they headed towards the door. "Your wish is but my humble command." Karu bowed deeply before chunking his towel into the dirty bin. "But first, I have got to shower, some people actually work hard to run ten miles, Whiz Kid." Karu leapt of Pav's snapping towel's range as he took off down the hall trying to out run soon-to-be-legal man. He always hated it when Karu called him kid.
A/N: Thanks for reading.
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