A/N: I know I lied, I just wasnt happy with ch4 and decided it had to be rewritten and now im happier with it. Yes since I've been gone so long I decided to be nice and catch you guys up on some things as well as fill in the gaps for other characters. Bare with me though because im 'testing the waters' so to speak, with this story on exactly how I want this written. So it might bounce between characters.

Warning(s): I'd like to say now that after this chapter things will get slightly more violent and there will be mentions of abuse and alcoholism and possible rape. Ill let you guys know about it at the beginning of the chapters but its nothing too horrible. Anyways on with the show! Thank you for reading and well R&R, now for Act 4: friend

He was dreaming, he already knew too well as he looked around the familiar surroundings. Cherry blossoms, the sent of dirt after it rained, green grass, and a stone pebble path. How many times did he have to come back? Jim was startled as strong slender arms slithered to wrap around his waist. The blonde smiled leaning his head back on a blue clothed shoulder.

"Hello Jim."

"Hey Spock.

The captain hummed contentedly swaying his hips with the breeze and wave of the trees. He turned to place a chaste kiss on the Vulcan's lips. He watched as Spock smiled lovingly.

"He loves you too Jim..." The blonde smiled, fluttering his eyelashes unconsciously, and looked up to the taller man.

"You keep saying that... But how do I know for sure?"

Spock's hands pressed Jim firmly against his body, hands snaked down his waist to rest on his ass. Jim smirked humming happily as he wrapped his arms around the Vulcan's neck.

"You're such a tease... I wonder if he is too...?" Spock kissed along the captain's neck enjoying the small moans escaping the blondes lips.

"Perhaps... We are, the same." Jim turned his head to lick the ridge of the Vulcan's pointy ear and smiled when he groaned in pleasure.

"But you're not my Spock..." He whispered in the others ear.

Spock smiled saddly taking the other by surprise as he slid them both to the ground laying over the captain. The Vulcan smirked feeling the slight bulge beneath the tight black jeans. He slowly ground his hips into the blondes.

"Spoo~ck..." The Vulcan smiled leaning into the captain's face to whisper in his ear.

"Jim... Your Spock awaits you." Jim internally groaned, he hated this part of the conversation, the other man chuckled at the emotional transference.

"I don't want to go Spock... Please..." Spock kissed the captain softly on his forehead and moved down to his lips to place a loving kiss.

"Jim... It's time to wake up..."

Jim gasped as he sat up in bed. The sweat on his body trickling down his chest made him feel dirty then he looked down finally taking notice of the sticky wet feeling in his boxers.

"Shit! Seriously?! Its like I'm a fucking teenager again, stupid wet dreams-" Jim yelled running into the bathroom to take a shower.

Later that morning Jim decided to visit the activities room, he had time to kill anyways. But as he walked through the doors he never expected to see the person seated in the lounge. The one person he didn't want to see.

"Damn..." He whispered. Kirk cleared his throat pulling off a straight face making his way towards the sulking Vulcan.

Just a few steps forward and Jim could clearly see the troubled thoughts running through the commander's head. Anyone else would have passed it off for as just his normal expressionless face, but Jim could read behind the eyes. Those eyes always spoke volumes, the emotions always screaming, pleading through those eyes, 'please'. It was the only thing Spock couldn't hide, ambassador Selek had once told him. Jim allowed his eyes to close and sighed softly, memories of a frozen wasteland invaded his thoughts. Memories not his own mixing with the events of that day. For a moment he paused just to stare at the Vulcan and cautiously proceeded to the lounge to take the seat besides his first officer.

"Do you mind if I have this seat?"

Jim asked nervously, but Spock took a while to respond so he got up to leave till he felt a firm, yet warm grasp around his wrist. Jim blinked looking down at his arm, Spock's hand was holding his wrist. Spock was touching him. Stubborn, angry, don't touch scary hobgoblin was touching him. Jim melted with the sudden realization, his face went tomato red.

"Please... Stay..." The words were came out lower than a whisper, if Jim had turned away he would have missed it. The captain sloowly sat back down on the seat.

"Uhm... Mmm, is everything alright? You seem tense?" Jim waited through the silence and watched as Spock's shoulders visibly sank with a long sigh he let out and closed his eyes.

"Tense... Would be an understatement..." Jim slightly smirked from how relaxed his first officer was being with him. He quickly changed his expression to a look of concern as he continued. "Nyota is being difficult... She will not speak with me and I find myself lost with this altercation in our relationship... I fear it will end soon."

Jim starred blankly at nothing, this information was huge. Surely he felt bad for Uhura but this would mean he'd have a chance. If things got worse Jim would be there every step of the way and when all was said and dones, he'd strike and claim what was rightfully his. The captain sighed, 'Easier said than done Jim...'

Spock and Uhura could easily become friendly again and he'd be back to square one, anything could happen. Jim turned his full attention to the Vulcan besides him and smiled weakly placing a hand on Spock's shoulder.

"Maybe it's just a phase? Or maybe she's stressing about something and unconsciously taking it out on you? Im not sure, but dont linger on it too much Spock, she'll come around."

Spock looked up from his dazed stare and he turning to face Jim. What he did left the captain breathless and surprised. Spock smiled, those beautiful auburn eyes starred back at twin pools of blue, and if Jim were standing he might've fallen from the trembling of his knees. The subtle quirk of Spock's lips sent a flutter to his chest, but it was the look in its entirety that melted Jim. The look of Spock's face, the smile that curved the egdes of slightly pale pink lips, almond eyes that said this smile was reserved for him alone. It was the look ambassador Selek gave him when they spoke. Jim prayed to whatever God was listening, for this moment to be a sign for a possible future.

Spock secretly took pride in the way Jim's breath hitched, like a small victory the Vulcan relished the fact that a simple smile could make the ever flirtatious captain weak to his knees. The commander could see the visibly rising blush on the captain's cheeks and the smile on his face became a slight smirk. But Jim could esily turn tables, and turn the cool commander to mush. Jim laughed nervously, his tongue flicked out to wet dry pink plump lips, eyes nervously looked down fluttering blonde lashes like wings of a butterfly. But he wasn't finished, Spock's mouth ran dry growing fidgety when suddenly striking crystal blue orbs came into view making him gasp. The Vulcan could easily loose himself in the tiny oceans that starred back at him. But Jim quickly looked away smiling, score one for Jim, zero for Spock.

"Perhaps we should play a game, instead of waisting valuable time?" Spock looked at him curiously.

"What would you suggest?"

"How about a game of old fashioned chess?" Spock smirked.

"Let the game begin..."

It was what Jim that had proposed to play, and so they played. Soon enough people around the room began to take interest in thier game and came around to watch as the famous James T. Kirk and commander Spock played. People watched back and forth as the peices began to leave the board. By each turn people could that both seemed almost evenly matched. Spock would admit that he found himself entertained and fascinated by Jim's erratic moves. He was never able to tell what the other was going to do and he liked it, aside from all the other people he palyed he was usually bored but Jim sparked life into the usually dull boring game. And the smiles of victory Jim would make sent a slight flutter in the pit of his stomach.

Jim smiled, he was enjoying himself too. He could see Spock's gears turning in his head constantly trying to figure out his next move. The captain chuckled, he did not giggle, as almond eyes widened in surprise. Jim starred for a minute across the table, watching Spock, observing him till those brown eyes starred back at his and smiled. It was then that Jim realized he could truly relax. He could let down his gaurd because this wasn't a fight. There was no threat to be fought, no one to save, the universe was till in tact. Letting out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding, so he smiled because it just Jim and Spock.

Spock smiled too and wondered if perhaps this was the start of the friendship his future self spoke of when they parted ways. Perhaps then the friendship could turn into something more, Spock instantly froze at the thought. These thoughts were becoming a habit and it scared him.

"Spock?" He blinked looking to the smiling captain.

"Yes?" and those beautiful long blonde lashes fluttered again

"I win." Spock blinked again starring at the board.

Once...

Twice...

Three times...

Spock blinked, but there it was, Jim had won the game and the group of people sat awestruck.

"Where's you head Spock? Perhaps next time you'd pay close attention to the game."

'Next time?' The captain rose from his seat, Spock sat still blinking at the board when he finally registered Jim had won the game.

"Fascinating..." Jim laughed, Spock looked up and could only smile at the genuine look of happiness on his captains face. Jim looked at Spock and for a moment they just starred at each other. Comfortable in each others presence, a million words passing and yet, not a single word was spoken. Spock would never admit that this moment would become a memory held dearest to him, because it was the first time Jim smiled for him alone. A smile with filled with undeniable love.