Disclaimer: I don't own DeForest Kelly either. D: I wish he was alive.
Authors Notes: I know I made it seem like they had a fade-out sex but… No… Not yet. I think I'll have them at it soon, but Spock is too "Logical" to think that was a good time for sex. We'll get there. Reviews make it faster, though. ;P
Kanade is a name I got from the anime Angel Beats. Watch it, it's life changing.
And the thing about the "Arms" in chapter 5, I got that from Elfen Lied, once again, amazing show.
Oh, and you HAVE to read chapter 5 before this one. Otherwise you will be lost. I CANNOT stress this enough.
Chapter 6
When the kiss broke off, Spock and Kanade stared at each other wide eyed. "Spock…" She whispered, "Please do not try to start a relationship with me. I'm dangerous! Many people want me in captivity… Or dead." She clutched the ground to stop tears from springing into her eyes. She looked down to avoid his eyes. "Kanade," He said, she still didn't look up, "Kanade, look at me." She looked up at him sadly, "Yes?" She whispered. "People wish me dead, as well. If you had not intervened, I would be dead." He said. Spock grabbed Kanade's hand and held up their conjoined hands, "I believe that I love you. The only way that you could hurt me, is by leaving me."
Kanade chagrined, "I-I love you too. But this is wrong. I was made to kill; it's all that I know. The last time that I became attached to someone, it was friendship… And…" She thought of the blonde woman, "It hurt me in the end. I don't know love. I respect my friends, my family, my commanding officers… but respect isn't love."
"I understand if you do not with to be romantically involved with me at this time…" Spock said. Kanade laughed humorlessly, "Spock, a few hours after I met you, I know that I was hopelessly in love with you. Of course I want to be romantically involved with you. If you really don't mind the risk…" She said. "No," Spock said, "I do not mind the risk." And he slightly smiled.
Annika walked into the room, "Hello, Kanade. It is just delightful that we could meet again. And it would appear that you've brought a friend." She said with a smile, an even bigger smile appeared on her face, "And we need to have you in a fighting match today. It's truly boring when the children fight, people are leaving. So in about a half an hour I'll be back to collect you, Goodbye lovely." She said as she walked through a doorway, activating a force-field behind her.
As Kanade racked her brain for what Annika meant my "Fighting Match" it finally came to her head.
The older blonde girl and younger black haired girl walked past some sort of arena. "What's that?" the younger one asked. The blonde one smiled, "To make profits, Sensei and a few others have prisoners fight the new students." The darker haired girl asked, "To the death?" but she sort of knew the answer. "Of course, Kanade. Of course."
It had only been about 15 minutes when Annika appeared at the door. "I know I'm early. But, oh well." She said. Kanade buried her face into Spock's shoulder for a moment, then walked in the direction that Annika lead her to.
Across the field was a 23 year old boy with brown hair, and she knew that Spock could see her every move. She didn't want him to think her a monster, but that's what she was. A mechanical female voice echoed through the large room. It was all chrome, and the reflections were very disorienting.
"5…" She pushes her hair behind her pointed ears
"4…" A look of concentration enters her face
"3…" She crouches and leans forward
"2…" She looks over to Spock
"1…" The gloves grow small knives that come out of the knuckles
"0…" The girl and the boy sprint at each other.
The boy went to punch Kanade in the face and she did a low-bend, coming back up as his arm retracted from the missed shot. She twirled around to behind him, grabbed his arm, and twisted it. He spun around to face her and she immediately hit his face with her spiky gloves, blood began to run off of his face. He screamed and lunged, trying to leap onto her. She avoided it and the gloves morphed into a knife, which she stabbed him directly in the heart with. He ceased to move and the crowd erupted into wild cheering.
She looked down at the bloody, mangled body. 'I really am a monster.' She thought. She looked into the chrome walls to see that her eyes were red again, like they had been before, when her humanity had escaped her. She returned to their holding cell. Spock looked concerned, "Kanade, did he injure you?" He looked her over, relieved to see only the boys red blood.
"Spock," she whispered as she noticed something slightly off about him, "Are you in Ponn―" He cut her off, "Yes."
His blood was burning, boiling. Torment. There, his mate was returning. Covered in the blood of her enemy, but none of her own, she returned. He wanted to mate with her, logically it made no sense. Yes, logic. He was undeniably in Ponn-Farr. It was oppressive. Oppressive, yes. She must not know.
She had figured him out, was it really so obvious? Apparently it was, "Yes." He'd told her when she'd asked.
She began to remove her clothes, Kanade was not a virgin, but she had never willingly had sex. Before, she had just endured. This time, she wanted to be an active partner.
Spock kissed her tenderly, his hands feeling her whole body, her hands exploring his. They both removed the others clothing and they were soon having sex.
Kanade just knew what to do. She wasn't frightened, or hurt, or threatened. She loved Spock and they passionately made love. Every inch on her body felt like a live wire as Spock thrust in and out. Both of them in sync.
The two of them fell asleep together naked, and content.
