Man you guys are so funny. I read all of my lovely reviews many times; I couldn't stop smiling. Just wanted to make one thing clear though:
It's Svai—not Savi, you silly gooses; Vulcan for flower.
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"Svai?"
"Yes Jim?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to hear you say my name." The comment earned the blonde a raised brow. He retaliated with a blinding smile.
"You are illogical for one of your species."
"So you've told me many times before, lovely." The two lay facing each other on the large bed, bare beneath the sheets. Eyes examined the other's form; they had been in the same position for hours. "Will you tell me? Even now?"
"Yes Jim."
Flashback:
After high school had long ended, Svai had taken it upon herself to further her education. Being the geniuses they were, she and Jim both had taken a mutual amount of time off before deciding their futures. She had decided to go into medical. There had been a college in Iowa, but it was a junior. Not challenging enough for a Vulcan.
"Jim please calm yourself." Her bags had been packed, sitting by the open door. A taxi could be heard coming up the dirt road. "We've had this discussion on previous occasions. You know full well that I cannot further my education with the college I was previously enrolled with."
The 21 year old male ran a trembling hand through his blonde hair as he stalked back and forth in the living room; Winona and Sam having been long gone to their own tasks. "It's kind of hard for me to be calm when you're walking out on me."
"Jim dear, I am not as you say, 'walking out' on you. The university is in California, where I will be residing until I go off planet to a science station. I will return to you once my education is completed, which will take approximately—"
"Yeah, yeah, about four years, but I-I just can't believe you're leaving me. I can't stand to think that you'll actually be gone again."
"Jim, you waited for me for seven years. I returned and have spent the last nine with you and your mother and brother. I believe you to have the patience to wait a little while longer."Stepping closer, Svai pressed a tender kiss onto her bond mate's lips. "I love you James Tiberius Kirk, and nothing in the universe could ever change that."
With that said, she turned, picked up her bags, but before she could exit the Kirk residence, Jim's voice called out to her, "Don't expect me to wait forever!"
"That, my love, is exactly what I would expect from you."
"How are you so sure?"
She turned to face him one last time, emotion never showing once, "Because you love me." She was gone and leaving in the taxi, never giving the man a chance to say goodbye, but in reality, it would never be. But then, why did his heart feel as though it was breaking?
A year later, Jim Kirk found himself in a bar, drinking away his sorrows. He had never expected that after a drunken brawl with a group of fresh in Starfleet cadets over a small flirting session with a beautiful woman, would end him up in Christopher Pike's good graces. If Svai was going to do her own thing, he might as well. The next day, Jim boarded a shuttle where a man, sweet as rabies, threatened to throw up on him.
Three years past and not once did the blonde ever mention his girlfriend to the southern doctor, close friends as they became. As much as he tried, Jim could never forget about her, let alone stay angry.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew, she wasn't lost to him.
End Flashback.
"I love you James Tiberius Kirk, and nothing in the universe will ever change that."
"I love you Svai." Jim's smile transformed into a grimace, "Now I suppose that you'll want to know about what happened at the academy, won't you?"
"You would be correct. May I?" A slim hand was outstretched towards his face.
"You may." Jim felt the familiar rush of the mind meld, and he couldn't have been happier.
Sometime later, the two had showered and cleaned themselves, Kirk donning his academy uniform, Svai in a whit tank top under a black sweater that hung off of her shoulders, denim skinny jeans, and her black heels. She put up her hair in a messy bun, allowing wavy strands to frame her face.
"We must leave soon if we aren't to be late to your debriefing, Jim." The man was just lacing up his last shoe before bounding off of the bed and making his way to his girlfriend waiting for him at the door. He pressed his body closer to hers, forcing her into the wall, they kissed slowly and tenderly.
"You will make yourself late if you continue such actions my Jim." Jim grinned, their lips still touching.
"I can't help it, you're just so beautiful. You sure we can't have another go before we leave?"
"I assure you Cadet. Time is of the essence. You cannot afford to be late to your meeting."
"Alright, alright, but you have to have a meal with me once it's done." He said, giving Svai one last peck on the lips. A small upturn of the lips, and he knew that he had her.
"The arrangement is agreeable Mr. Kirk." She switched their positions, forcing Jim to have his back to the door, in turn, setting off the door's sensors, causing it to open, and sending the red clad man to almost tumble into the hallway. He righted himself, grinning brightly.
As the doors shut, as a true gentleman, Jim offered his arm to the lady, and they were on their way to Starfleet.
The meeting had drawn on for hours. Pike was in a better condition, stuck in a wheelchair, but able to attend the assembly. Svai had sent him off with a 'good-luck' kiss; he couldn't wait for this whole thing to be over…
"…Before we end this, there are a few last minute outlines to go over." Admiral Komack glanced at his PADD, "Starfleet is now on an official six month leave to get affairs in order, in that time, as will the planning for the Vulcan relocation, assignments will be distributed as well…I believe that to be it, dismissed."
It didn't take long for Bones to catch Jim just as he was exiting the meeting room.
"Jim. Where the hell have you been?" The doctor's voice was low and dangerous.
"Bonesy! How was your day?"
"Don't change the subject you brat! Where. The. Hell. Have. You. Been?"
"Jim?" Svai made her way to the two men, concern clear in her eyes. Obviously in the presence of a woman, McCoy straightened himself and released his friend. "Ah, Doctor McCoy, Jim has told me about you." She held out her hand. The gruff man was hesitant but slowly gave his hand as well; they gently gripped each other's wrists and shook.
"It is a pleasure to finally have the chance to meet you properly. Due to his health, Jim and I had to leave the premises after the Enterprise's docking."
Releasing their hold on one another, McCoy stared at the woman, almost in awe, "The pleasure is all mine m'am. And you are?"
"Svai."
"So how do you know Jimmy here?"
She was about to answer but was cut off by the sound of another voice, "Jim!" Scotty, Sulu, and Chekov made their way to the other three. Spock and Uhura were just exiting the assembly room when they caught sight of the others. Jim knew shit had hit the fan once he saw the fire burning in his lover's eyes at the sight of the half Vulcan approaching them.
He was about to attempt to intercept Svai but stopped dead in his tracks at the cold glare she threw his way.
Jim knew only one thing: Spock was fucked.
"Baby—baby please—"
"Silence yourself Jim." The blonde's jaw snapped shut. Damn he was whipped.
Svai moved until she was standing directly in the Professor's person, "You are Spock, correct?"
"Indeed. Are you in need of assistance Madame?"
"Yes, but in private if you will." Nobody missed the suspicious look cross over Uhura's face as they watched the two enter an empty room. As soon as the doors shut, there was silence, but it was soon shattered by loud crashes and grunts, sounds of a large body being thrust against walls and furniture. Jim could only slide a hand over his face, mortified. Uhura twirled around to face him.
"Jim is she—"Her sentence was cut off by silence, followed by the sound of doors sliding open. Svai exited, looking as though nothing had happened as she made her way back to Kirk's side.
Shocked gasps filled the room at the sight of Spock staggering through the doorway, uniform disheveled and torn in a few places. His nose was bleeding as was a split lip, there was a bruise beginning to form on his cheek, his usually pristine hair now in disarray. Uhura was at his side in seconds. Spock could only look up and fixate his gaze onto Svai, "You are Vulcan."
Heads whipped around at breakneck speed towards the woman who simply fingered a lock of hair and gently tucked it behind a pointed ear for all to see, "Consider that punishment for what occurred on the Enterprise, Commander Spock."
Jim didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the situation. He could feel the stares beginning to burn through his clothes.
"Vulcan?" Not wanting a confrontation in the middle of the hall, Jim grasped his girlfriend's hand and tugged her towards the building exit. Alas, people decided to follow; Bones was straight on his ass, closely followed by a pissed Uhura and a perplexed Spock.
"Baby, was that really necessary? I mean, it really was my fault, seriously, I provoked him! And it was like, a week ago!"
"I was well within my rights to defend my mate."
"Mate? Damn it Jim, you better start explaining and it better be right fucking now!"
"Bones not now!"
"Yes Jim, NOW!"
At the speed they were walking, the five of them were already within the dorm building, heading for Jim and McCoy's shared room. Jim dragged Svai in quickly, the others in hot pursuit. Suddenly, a body rammed him hard into the wall, forcing him to release the hand that he had held. McCoy was raving, his neck already ready to pop an artery.
"When in the hell were you going to tell me that you were practically married?"
"Truthfully? It never came to mind. I haven't seen her in four years man. It was a rough time for me. But Bones, really, would this information have made any difference at all?"
McCoy stepped back, quiet for a moment, then mumbled, "It would have been nice to know."
"I know man, I'm sorry."
"Sorry? You should be apologizing to me and Spock for what your girlfriend did!" Not liking to be ignored, Uhura made herself known. Spock had sat down in a chair, rubbing away the green blood beginning to dry on his face. Svai walked into the replicator and procured a bowel of water and a rag; she sat them down onto the table near the half Vulcan and then moved away. He took it as a sign of forgiveness and proceeded to wet the rag and lightly dab at his face.
"I will say it again: I was well within my rights to defend my mate."
"She is correct Nyota. According to Vulcan law, she is permitted to bring reprisal to whomever brought harm upon her spouse." Spock glanced at the blonde cadet, "I presume that you and Svai are already bonded?"
"Yeah Spock, we are."
Uhura looked ready to spit fire, "How long?"
Jim muttered something unintelligible, much to his friend's irritation, "Damn it man. Speak up! How long?"
"Technically, about 20 years."
"I'm sorry; I think I've got crazy stuck in my ear, 'cause I could have sworn I heard you say that you've been married since you were five."
Svai answered in her lover's stead, "You did not hear incorrectly Mr. McCoy. At that time, our minds were quite compatible, so much so that a bond was spontaneously made between us. It was an accident with gratifying results."
The southern doctor couldn't believe his ears and went limp in a chair. "My God, even as a child you were getting your ass into crazy situations. Married at five? Jim, stop this streak you've got going on before you get your ass into real trouble."
"Aww, but that's why I have you around to patch me up and kiss my booboos." Jim narrowly missed the pillow thrown at his head. Spock stood from where he sat, his face cleared of blood; he walked until he stood before Svai. He bowed low at the waist.
"I express regret for my illogical actions that occurred upon the ship and any wounds I have caused your bond mate."
"I accept your apology Commander, and I hold no grudge against you."
"Whoa, wait. That's it?" Uhura was baffled at what had just happened, "All is forgiven?"
As Spock straightened, he and Svai spoke in unison, "Indeed."
Frustrated as hell, the dark skinned woman stomped out of the room with an earsplitting screech.
"Your female is quite…unusual, Mister Spock."
"I find no fault with your logic Miss Svai."
McCoy groaned from where he was slumped in his seat, "Dear God, two of them…"
"Mister Spock, you may find it ideal to your health to console with your female. Before you leave though, Jim and I would like to extend an invitation to you to join us at my apartment for dinner in three days." Svai pulled out a slip of paper from her pocket and handed it to the Commander, "This is the address. You are permitted to bring Miss Uhura, on the condition that she behaves herself within my home."
Spock dipped his head, "I will consider it. Good day Jim, Doctor McCoy, Svai." The half Vulcan slipped gracefully out of the room, swift to follow after the irate xenolinguist.
"Jim."
"Yeah Bones?"
"I really need a drink."
Jim hit his head as he doubled over laughing.
Author's Notes: To those reading 'Brightest Star', I am still working on it, it has not been forgotten! I thank all those with their patience.
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