Disclaimer: I don't own Startrek (damnit, wish I did own Spock at least :P)

Working on my other stories is so difficult, I really just felt the need to write a nice, short piece to help clear my mind.

Warning: plot, what plot?

The Ruling Passion Conquers Reason Still

Uhura and the rest of the 'Data Acquisition and Analysis in Space' class were standing outside one of the simulation rooms in the Computer Science building, pouring over their PADDs. The reverberation of light footsteps on polished stone floor a few corridors away could be heard as the sound cut through the silence of the department's hallways.

Uhura finally looked up from her PADD and saw that she was not the only one who had been left speechless by her grade for the module. She glanced over at Lieutenant Spock, who stood to one side, his shoulders straight and his hands clasped firmly behind his back.

Although he was standing tall, he looked perfectly at ease in that position. His stance exuded the same smug sort of confidence that he had always possessed as their instructor during their yearlong training with him.

At their first meeting she had thought him cold and distant. He kept himself to himself and was somewhat of a misfit, a loner. The very fact that he was not like anyone else she knew, that he was an alien, mysterious and unpredictable, had intrigued her though and before long she'd found that as soon as he walked into a room with her she could not take her eyes off him.

And he had responded to that. She was sure she had felt nothing but curiosity towards him at that point, but he had started to meet her eyes more and more often and chose to stand very close to her. When no one else was looking he would move his lips close to her ear and whisper his instructions on how to detangle incoming subspace messages in such a low tone that it would rob her of all ability to think straight.

She continued to study him now from her vantage point close to the corridor wall, on the other side of the hallway from him. His lean appearance hid his raw strength well. His hand had briefly brushed across her check when he had gathered her up in his arms and lifted her to safety during an emergency on one of their shuttle training missions. She remembered how warm the touch of his skin had felt.

She could not deny that he had started to drive her completely insane and that she had never felt such energy, such tension, around anyone else.

Across the hallway their eyes met. His eyes were dark and penetrating. Uhura felt her throat go dry.

"Thank you, Sir," one of the other cadets said finally.

One by one the cadets expressed their gratitude and appreciation to the young instructor. Uhura looked down at her PADD again, since she was aware she had been staring at Spock for far too long.

She had achieved 97% in the course and still couldn't believe it. In her academic classes delivered by the civilian university professors at Starfleet Academy she had constantly outperformed her peers. However she had always found the other classes where they were tutored by commissioned officers on the practical aspects of working in space far harder. She had struggled with flying shuttle craft, maintaining and repairing communication stations, programming space probes, analysing large volumes of data on subspace signals... you name it. If there was a way to mess up such an assignment she had found it. Until now. She wondered if it was because she found it hard to tear her eyes away from Spock's lips.

Immediately her thoughts were on Spock again and not on her grades. As she imagined what it would be like to kiss those lips she felt herself blush and hoped it wasn't noticeable.

She looked up suddenly and realised that the last of her fellow classmates had left and that Spock was now slowly, but deliberately walking towards her. He didn't stop until their bodies were so close that they would touch if she made just the slightest move. Her stomach felt unbelievably light.

Why did he play with her like this?

He leant towards her and she closed her eyes. She willed her body to behave itself as he put his lips to her ear once more and she felt his hot breath move the hairs on the back of her neck.

"Would you care to join me in my quarters this evening?"

She drew in a sharp breath and he took a small step back. Still, the electricity in the air between them only seemed to increase.

Uhura inched towards him and closed the gap once more. He didn't move. She angled her neck and looked up at him.

"I'd love to," she responded quietly.

In reply he raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly and yet the effect was incredibly suggestive.

Then he nodded and just for a second the smallest of grins flashed across his lips.

Uhura, her heart still racing, was left standing alone outside the simulator door as he walked away from her without stopping to look back.

Comments and reviews appreciated :). Am still trying to work out the rating system, when I do I'll post the next chapter. So yeah, rating on this piece will probably be going up with the next chapter ;).