A/N: I am in a RP with a really good friend (GondorianRise5647), where she created the character of Kylie Dades. Eventually, she and Jim (Played me yours truly) fell in love. When I heard the song, 'Love in a box', I instantly thought of them. It was like...it was perfect for them. So I decided to write a series of one shots...or ficletts, with one or two lyrics as the base of the one shot. So here is the first, thee beginning.
Also, this is dedicated to GondorianRose, who I was so happy to find out loved Star Trek at least as much as I did. :D *You* rock!
Chapter 3: It's those deep breaths
It's those deep breaths that get me through the times she's standing next to me. She's nothing short of lovely….does she notice that I can't breathe? Everything is getting hazy.
Jim smiled to himself. Kylie raised an eyebrow. "What do you have planned now?" she asked, her eyebrows narrowing.
"Nothing!" Jim laughed. "Why on earth would you think I had something planned?"
"Because you always have something planned when you smile. Either that or you're flirting. And we've been over that last part," she said, flipping her hair out of her face, giving him a full view of her hazel, and perfect, eyes.
He inhaled, trying to slow down his beating heart, afraid that she would notice.
"What?" she asked, eyebrow raising, "no come back? That is very unlike you, Kirk."
Kirk. He really wished she would start calling him by his first name. Pushing the thought away, Jim grinned at her. "I figured that it would just be a waste of time."
Kylie smiled smugly. "Good. You're learning. Now, excuse me, I have a class I have to go to." She brushed past him, and Jim's heart rate stopped. His breath seemed to stop in his throat. Only when Bones walked by him and gave him a slap on the back did he begin to breath normally again.
"Are you alright?" Bones asked his friend, who was still looking in the direction that Kylie had gone.
"No," Jim admitted.
Bones' eyebrow rose. "Well?"
Jim sighed and shook his head, then turned to face his friend. "I think I'm going for a walk," he said.
"You'll miss your bio-physics class," Bones told his friend as Jim began to walk towards the front doors. Jim didn't answer. Bones frowned. His worry over his friend got deeper when two very attractive young women walked past him, and all he did was nod in acknowledgment.
Something must be terribly wrong with his friend if he didn't try to score a girl for the night. Either that or he was in love. Bones would bet his entire life savings on the first guess.
