Author's Note: I'm in the mode for love stories so I'm finally updating! This story is inspired by my "E'lev" who I hope is getting around to reading this one day. All those Chulu fans do review. Oh and I don't own nothing!

"Bones, you'll never guess what happened a few days ago!" Kirk exclaimed talking very rapidly.

"Did you get one of your conquests pregnant?" McCoy asked both seriously and as a joke.

"No, I didn't get anyone pregnant!" Kirk shouted irritated.

"Then why in God's name are you so worked up over, Jim?" McCoy asked.

"Chekov and Sulu are dating!"

"My god Jim, that's it! People fall in love with each other. It's not like the world is going to end!"

"But- but-"

"Jesus Jim, don't tell me you're all worked up because they are both men. We don't live in the Dark Ages anymore, Jim. They should be able to form a relationship just fine without you judging them."

"But-"

"Not another word! I don't want to hear it! Why don't you leave the two alone to carry on with their lives and you go on with yours. Besides, you can hardly judge considering you are one of the biggest womanizers in the galaxy."

"You can't talk to me like that. I'm still your captain."

"I can and I did."

Kirk walked off not really caring for anything that McCoy had said at all. McCoy watched Kirk walk off and couldn't help but think that he needed a serious lesson about tolerance and fast.

(STAR TREK)

Over the next few weeks, whenever Chekov and Sulu finished their shifts they spent time with one another going to various places throughout the ship. They eventually used their time off to have dinner together at a place near the bar in Ohio that Kirk loved to go to. They went because they had both heard about the place's great food.

"You know this is a nice place for a first date," Chekov commented.

"Definitely," Sulu agreed.

They ordered food and as they waited they talked and talked about all kinds of topics.\

"I wonder where the custom of dining came from anyways." Sulu stated.

"Easy, the custom of dining was invented in Russia." Chekov stated.

"Are you joking? Dining wasn't invented in Russia." Sulu argued.

"Sure, it was and so was steak." Chekov said as the food was brought to them.

"Do you think everything was invented in Russia?"

"Sulu, inventions were invented in Russia."

Sulu laughed, "That's just ridiculous!"

"Ridiculousness was also invented in Russia."

Sulu laughed even harder, "You're just saying all this to make me laugh aren't you?"

"No," Chekov lied, "Everything really was invented in Russia."

"Even this?" Sulu said before leaning across the table and kissing Chekov passionately in the face.

"Especially that," Chekov replied before returning the favor. In the second kiss, time seemed to stop for the both of them and it was almost as if they were completely alone together. Both of them lingered as neither of them dared to move away. They tasted each other fully before wrapping their arms around one another and feeling each other's warmth. In that long moment that was almost an eternity, they were one person instead of two for the very first time.

Any onlookers were completely indifferent as things were no longer like they were two centuries ago where their single action of kissing each other in public would have caused an uproar for better or worse, caused a few people to purposely look away, or caused a few over-proclaimed supporters to encourage them. Today, it was actually a normal thing and not at all special especially since the types of romances were a whole lot stranger.

Both Chekov and Sulu had forgotten all about their food which got very cold as they continued to embrace across the table long after their lips had parted. They eventually let go of one another only to stand up, walk away from the table, and hug each other more fully. They gave their food to a few hungry looking people who accepted it eagerly. Then, Chekov and Sulu walked out into the moonlit night holding hands as they slowly walked together along the empty road.

They walked for hours together before laying on the grass next to each other. Neither Chekov nor Sulu spoke a word but they just stared at one another as if trying to memorize the face of the other. They stayed like that for hours through the night before the silence was finally broken.

"Pavel." Sulu stated.

"Hikaru." Chekov stated back.

They both then looked at the night sky together. Their hands interlocked and they stayed awake and together as the sun began to rise.

"It's a beautiful sunrise." Chekov stated.

"It is," Sulu agreed and their lips meet again as the sun slowly rose higher over the horizon.

Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please do review too if you're still reading this that way I know to update this again for you. I have to admit my imagination ran off a little on this one, but hopefully it was enjoyable. Happy way early five "e'lev" if you are reading this. !