Wow. My second hapter, the Bones and Kirk one was more well received than the first chapter. Well this is Spock and Kirk's chapter, since someone had asked for it.

Disclaimer : Nope. Still not mine.


Arcade

"Captain, I fail to see the purpose of arcades. They are not academic and therefore it is pointless to waste your money on what you call 'pinball machines.'" Kirk grinned, knowing that he'd be forever amused by Spock's logic.

"They're historical objects from long ago! They teach you about entertainment in the 19th, 20th, and 21st century!" Kirk jumped up and down, making the coins in his pockets jingle.

Spock, as much as he didn't want to admit it, knew that Kirk had made perfect sense. Hence he retrieved a coin from his pocket and placed it into the Disco Fever pinball machine.

Tactic

Being the captain of the most important star ship, Jim Kirk had to have plans, strategies, and leadership.

The day he had emotionally compromised Spock, all he was doing was trying to make Spock tear up, become overcome with sadness, remorse, or even just admit that he couldn't handle the duty he was assigned to do. He wasn't expecting Spock to attempt to murder him.

At the moment Spock was choking him, he saw something flicker in Spock's eyes.

Jim knew it was regret, but for what? Perhaps he was truly sorry that he had given in to Kirk's words, or maybe what Jim had spoken the truth.

Either way, when he saw regret float in Spock's eyes, he was lacking in confidence that he would make a good leader.

Location

Spock stared directly at Kirk. If he chose to show his human side, he would have glared at Jim.

He had come to his station, about to begin his daily work as a science officer. Instead, he had come down to his station, baffled as to why the captain was sitting in his seat.

After a few minutes of eyeing Jim, and a few minutes of Kirk suppressing his laughter, Spock turned sharply on his heel.

"Enterpise Crew, Spock here. Due to the fact that Captain Kirk is interested in becoming a science officer, we are switching positions for the day. Spock out."

Spock heard a quick intake of breath coming from Kirk so he turned and a slight smile escaped. Jim was flabbergasted, his mouth open, and his eyes wavering from button to button in Spock's station.

Young

Kirk had always thought of Spock as old. Not necessarily because of his looks, but his personality. Vulcans could live longer than humans, sure, but to Jim that would be torture.

All their lives Vulcans have to be serious, hiding their emotions, being logic addicts, and they never got pure childhood.

So yes, Spock was just a few years older than him, but so many times he couldn't tell.

The only constant reminder that kept Jim from accidentally telling Spock that they had a big age difference was Uhura.

When he was with her, Kirk could practically hear his emotions pouring out of him, becoming a full human, even if it was just for a few minutes. But in those few minutes, Jim saw all that he wanted, all that he needed to see about Spock.

Snow

Spock had his back turned away from Jim. He was having an argument with Bones about whether or not emotions were useful.

Kirk, finding this as a beautiful opportunity, made some lemonade from the lemons he was given. This didn't mean it would end well, because if you had nothing but lemons, the drink would taste horrific.

Thump!

Snow was now covering Spock's back and shoulder, and he was giving Kirk a stare that could kill.

"Although this would otherwise be illogical, showing self defense against an attack is not." Spock picked up a handful of snow and rounded it. He then threw it at the snickering Jim who was caught off guard.

Jim took this the wrong way and thought that Spock had given in to some Earth traditions, so before Spock could refuse to throw more snow, Jim was already hurling a snow ball at Spock's face.

Chess

Kirk could never win. Spock's intelligence was just too much for him sometimes.

However, there was one time that Jim had won. It was only once, but he felt like he then had bragging rights for life. No matter how many times Spock reminded him that out of the eighty-six games of chess they played Jim had only won one.

"Yeah, so? That just means that for once your logic was beaten!" Kirk stuck his tongue out and laughed.

Spock's eyes barely narrowed, but Kirk could see.

"Aw, fine, Spock, if you win this next game we'll act like I never won."


So, this one was difficult. But not really. I dunno. Spock's just impossible for me, and then placing him with his opposite? Not something I will constantly do, but I'm pretty proud of this chapter. Please tell me what you think. Chekov and Sulu is going to be the next chapter, but tell me what relationships you want me to write. I'll put it after next chapter. Well I think that's all I have to say. And if it's not, oh well. It obviously wasn't important. Please review!