My last one was over 1000 words! I am so proud of myself. I am still taking requests so any fills that you would like just post it in a review.

To 293: Thank you for all of your reviews, I really love it. I love McCoy too, he is one of my favorite characters. I will add him in here and probably other stories, let me know what you think.

It's a Sulu/Chekov. I think they are really cute together and I hope you enjoy it as well.

Disclaimer: Really, I don't own anything. If its not clear by now it never will be.

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Chekov was thrilled to be on shore leave. They had been cooped up on the starship for far too many months and it was driving someone as energetic as Chekov insane. He paused for a moment just to breath in the air. He had left Sulu in their room still asleep and had gone out to pick up breakfast for the two of them. He was looking around for a place to get some food when he noticed an advertisement in one of the store windows. It was flashy and caught hit attention. He stood transfixed. They didn't need breakfast, they needed this. He grinned, went into the store, and came bouncing out a few moments later with a large bag. Chekov couldn't wait to put this to use. He went running back to the room and jumped on Sulu. "Zaichik! Vake up!"

Sulu groaned, slowly opening his eyes. He shook his head and softly smiled. "What are you so excited about this early in the morning?" He asked sleepily as he wrapped his arms around his younger lover.

Chekov was so excited he started babbling in Russian. It took him a moment to regain some composure. "Look at vhat I got us. Et was at ze store." He pulled it out of the bag, bouncing in excitement. Sulu just stared at it for a moment, speechless. It was…amazing. It was a faint orange color, a mess of tentacles and openings. His mind went crazy at all of the possibilities. He reached out to touch it. It had to be made out of some sort of silicon compound but it felt amazing against his fingers, so realistic. A shiver of excitement went through him.

"I think we need to try this out, now." Sulu grabbed the toy and pinned Chekov down. Alien technology was a blessing. They spent the last three days of shore leave in their room hardly even stopping for food or rest. When they beamed up later they were both flushed, mussed, and Chekov was limping from the transporter room.

They were walking down the hall when McCoy noticed them. He arched an eyebrow, scowling. Only this crew could get injured while on shore leave. He already had to patch up Kirk. "You two, report to sick bay. Now." he was in no mood for playing around. He got them on the bio beds and was scanning them over. "What the hell did you do?! You are undernourished, exhausted, and there are marks all over you two." He narrowed his eyes when he saw Chekov flush and shift uncomfortable. "Actually, don't tell me. I don't want to have nightmares tonight." He shook his head. "What did you two buy?" He groaned when Chekov described the 'gift' he had bought Sulu. The planet was infamous among the medical community for its more exotic, and dangerous, sex toys. When humans used them it took them into an almost trance-like state. A few more days and they would have just humped each other until they died. "You two are getting as bad as Jim. If I hear about anything like this again I will make sure that you never leave this ship again." He patched them up, gave them some vitamins and sent them on their way, shaking his head. "Damn kids are going to be the death of me" he grumbled, pouring himself a glass of bourbon.

If you don't know, zaichik is Russian for bunny and Chekov's nickname for Sulu. I have read it in several chulu fics and absolutely loved it. All credit for that idea goes to the wonderful writers of the Chekov Sulu community at live journal.