Author's Note: Hi all, like many others I am brand new to this fandom, (in fact it's the first ime I've written anything in a few years) but the film and characterisations of Kirk and Spock have got under my skin and this idea has been playing around in my head for a while and I couldn't resist writing it down. I know very little about Trek Canon but am trying to get things as accurate as possible - any mistakes please let me know!

Obviously the characters are not mine, they belong to Gene Roddenberry and JJ Abrams, I'm just having a little bit of fun with them :)

Rating may go up as the story progresses - please let me know if you think I have set it wrong!

Oh and one final warning this is SLASH, please do not read if it is not your thing :)

Unexpected Responses.

Chapter One.

James T Kirk relaxed into his chair on the bridge of the USS Enterprise, watching the stars flow past with a feeling of contentment.

"Take her up to warp 3 Sulu," he requested, stretching his legs out in front of him.

"Yes Captain," was the response from the young helmsman, followed by a discreet but evident increase of speed from the Starship.

This is what Kirk loved the most, being surrounded by space, not knowing what was waiting for him out there, what the next mission would lead to. He could not believe how fortunate he was.

"Captain, is there a particular reason for the increase in our warp speed?"

Jim turned, resisting the temptation to roll his eyes at the sound of his First Officer's smooth, level voice, which seemed to be grating on him more and more in recent days.

"Not really," he replied with a shrug of his shoulders, "Just thought it would be good to stretch her legs a bit."

Spock raised an eyebrow at the nonchalance in his Captain's tone. "Then surely it would be best to keep a steady pace on route to our rendezvous with the Elasian representatives at Starbase 302, we are not expected for another 4.4 days."

"Point taken Mr Spock." Kirk's reply came through slightly gritted teeth, although he did not order Sulu to alter the speed of the ship.

"And Captain?"

"Yes Spock?"

"I'm sure you are aware that neither the USS Enterprise nor any other Starfleet ship has any form of legs."

Kirk sighed, "Term of phrase Spock as I am sure you are aware."

Spock allowed himself a small upturn of his lips that no one else on the bridge noticed; they were all too busy acting like they were ignoring the current conversation. There was a part of him that did enjoy learning human metaphors which appeared to make no logical sense.

"I will recall the information for future use."

Jim Kirk shook his head in despair, a feeling of frustration beginning to rise in his chest, something he was beginning to experience more and more in recent days. He knew he had made the correct choice for his First Officer, he needed someone to balance his own impulsiveness, he was well aware of that. He also knew that Spock could not help his inquisitive logical attitude…..but sometimes……just sometimes, he just didn't know whether to shake him…..hit him…or….Kirk froze involuntarily, his hands gripping the arms of his chair………kiss him? Was he really about to think about kissing Spock? He hid a smirk; yeah, right of course he was. He really needed to get some more sleep, or to get laid.

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Later that day, soon after the main crew had finished their shift, Jim made his way towards Spock's quarters. Typically he had forgotten some paperwork that needed to be registered by midnight with Starfleet and required both his and Spock's approval. He did his best as Captain, he really did, but sometimes the necessary things slipped his mind in favour of the interesting responsibilities captaincy brought him.

He requested and received entry to Spock's quarters and hesitated when he met the sight of the Vulcan sitting crossed legged on his bed clearly meditating, he couldn't help but feel like he was intruding at the sight of the peaceful looking male. Kirk marvelled at the control and calm emanating from the man.

Even as he stood there thinking, Spock's eyes opened. He hadn't been in a deep meditation, he was aware that there were documents that had to be sent to Starfleet with a matter of urgency and had been considering how long it would be until the Captain appeared with them.

He rose gracefully from his position on the bed looking curiously at the expression on Kirk's face.

"May I help you Captain?"

Kirk shook himself mentally, holding the paperwork out to Spock, "Um, yeah, these need signing, and I have to get them to Starfleet by tonight."

"Curious, we normally have at least 14 days to return information such as this," Spock said as he flicked through the documents before turning round and signing them, leaving them on the table as he turned back to face Kirk.

Jim bristled slightly, "We did, they had been put to one side due to the necessary overhaul of Deck 6 and I only remembered them today."

Spock shook his head slowly from side to side, "Captain, we really need to prove we are running the

Enterprise effectively, this isn't going to help."

Kirk felt the tension in his body grow stronger at the disapproving tone to Spock's voice. "I am aware of that as Captain, thank you Spock."

Spock nodded, "It is my duty as your First Officer to inform you of any concerns I may have."

Kirk's fists clenched at the matter of fact tone to Spock's voice and closed the distance between them. "I am aware of your duties, thank you."

Spock looked surprised at the hostile look on Kirk's face, also noticing something else he couldn't identify lurking in the depths of the human's blue eyes.

"I was merely…" He began to justify his response; however the rest of his sentence did not register with Kirk. Jim knew he was on the verge of being late in returning the paperwork and he really didn't have the time or patience for another of Spock's lectures. Not completely aware of what he was doing, but before he was able to stop himself, he moved even closer into the Vulcan's personal space, his hands reaching up to pull Spock's lips harshly down against his own.

For a few seconds neither of them moved.

Kirk could not believe what he had just initiated, but now he was there, lips pressed firmly against his First Officer's he couldn't resist pursuing the kiss, his mouth moving slowly against Spock's.

Spock was frozen; arms limp by his sides, unable to move a single muscle at the most illogical behaviour from his Captain. He did not know what to do as he felt Kirk's lips begin to caress his own, his tongue flicking out to lick gently at the Vulcan's, making Spock let out an involuntary gasp of surprise. Jim was quick to take advantage of this, sliding his tongue into the hot cavern of Spock's mouth, pressing against his tongue, caressing slowly around his mouth as he tried to deepen the kiss.

Kirk couldn't believe the sensations coursing through his body; maybe his subconscious had been thinking about kissing Spock. His hands tightened their grip in Spock's silky dark hair trying to pull himself further into the almost sinfully hot mouth of the Vulcan……

…….. It slowly seeped into Kirk's increasingly lust addled brain that this was still completely one sided and he was receiving no response from Spock.

With a shocked gasp, reality hit him full on and he pulled away.

"Shit, Spock, look, I'm……I mean, I'm…I'll leave you in peace." He stuttered unable to look directly at his First Officer. He leaned past the still motionless Vulcan, grabbed his paperwork from the table and left the room without looking back.

Spock stood watching the closed doors to his quarters for several minutes after Kirk's abrupt departure. One hand pressed against his chest, his normally logical mind unable to comprehend why his diaphragm was rising and falling more rapidly than usual and why the thud from his heartbeat on the right side of his torso where it lay was at an elevated level, even as he ran a wondering finger from his other hand over his still tingling lips.....