Not Mine, Never Mine, Usual Disclaimers.

This chapter was re-worked with help from the wonderful Karlina101.

Hikaru woke late on Saturday morning, head pounding with his hangover that he had acquired after his mystery guest had left. Pike had found him not long after, looking for Kirk, but finding Hikaru sitting on the bench instead.

'If you're going to miss your party, then at least do it somewhere fun,' Pike commented dryly, 'you haven't seen Kirk around have you?'

Hikaru felt the same mischievous feeling that he had felt when he found out that he was speaking to his gatecrasher.

'You just missed him, he was here a few minutes ago, going on about how he was going to get him some Uhura tail because he was sick of having a boner. Seemed drunk if you ask me.'

Pike had sworn, and Hikaru had headed back into the hall and the bar, everything going fuzzy after about his third drink. The last thing he vaguely remembered, was giving some kind of speech and Pike dragging him off, presumably to bed before he made an even bigger fool of himself. The one thing Hikaru regretted from the whole night, was never finding out the other Cadet's name, especially since he had the feeling that the apparent child-like appearance should be a clue. He groaned and rolled out of bed, stumbling around for some clothes so that he may make his way to the mess without campus security arresting him. After getting a whiff of his own stench, Hikaru changed his plans and headed for the shower instead. His sonic shower was fast, but he missed the relaxing element that a water shower provided.

'Damn it,' he swore under his breath as he stubbed his toe on the toilet.

Eventually he was able to classify himself as non repellent, and was able to make his way to the mess, noting dimly that his roommate didn't seem to have made it home the previous night.

Entering the mess, Hikaru replicated himself the greasiest meal he could think of, and a banana, his preferred hangover recipe. The piece of fruit was to counteract any feeling of being unhealthy from eating nothing but what was essentially different flavoured grease. As he made his way through his meal, Hikaru slowly began to take notice of what was going on around him. Behind him he could hear two people talking about the party last night, from the sounds of it, one had gone and the other had not.

'So you're telling me Pike didn't even notice?'

'I think he was more concerned about the guest of honour making a speech where he attempted to thank his toilet for always being there when he needed it most.'

Hikaru choked on his mouthful, listening in as the two of them continued, oblivious to the fact they were being listened to.

'So not that I really care, but what did you get up to last night?'

'I did Chekov's homework for him.'

'Like you didn't do that in ten minutes.'

Hikaru frowned, he felt like that name should mean something to him, but the part of his brain that dealt with complex thought was still swimming in alcohol.

'Yeah, but I took a peak at the rest of the kid's work, child genius is right. As long as bitches like Uhura leave him alone, he'll get onto any ship he wants.'

Hikaru froze, automatically tuning out the rest of the conversation, he knew the name now, Pavel Chekov, teenage genius, who was rumoured to live in the library. He shoved the rest of his breakfast into his mouth in three large mouthfuls before leaving, he didn't even stop to check to see if the people behind him really were Kirk and McCoy before heading to the library.

Hikaru immediately began scanning the stacks as soon as he arrived at the library, looking to see a familiar face. Spotting a familiar head of curls buried in a stack of PADDS, Hikaru made his way over to the Cadet that he couldn't get out of his head.

'Hey,' he said, dropping into the seat next to the kid.

He grinned as the cadet jumped in his seat, looking at him in shock, with a hint of horror, mouth wide open.

'You left so fast that I didn't get your name. Had to spy on Kirk and McCoy to get it.'

'You zpied for me?' Pavel asked.

'Well McCoy was recounting how I was apparently thanking my toilet,' Hikaru commented.

Pavel scrunched his nose up as he giggled, Hikaru thought it was adorable.

Adorable, wait what? He's a kid, there are laws against this! He thought.

Exactly what This was, he wasn't entirely certain.

'The age of consent is seventeen,' Hikaru blurted out.

Pavel responded quietly, 'in zewenteen in four monthz.'

Hikaru found Pavel's hand under the desk and squeezed it gently, whispering quietly, 'well you did already gatecrash my party, so I'm guessing that you don't mind bending the rules a little, besides, there's other... stuff we can do.'

Pavel packed up his PADDs and threw them into his bag, 'I vant ice cream, real ice cream inwented in Russia. you can tell me vhat this other "stuff" is.'

Hikaru grinned, 'Great, just don't do all everyone else's work again so that you don't have time to see me,' he teased in response, making Pavel flush.

'I von't be doing Marcus' vork again, I von't fall for it again. Uhura vaz my ovn fault, I zould hawe said I vaz buzy and couldn't edit it.'

Hikaru grinned and kissed Pavel on the cheek, making the young cadet turn bright red. Pavel was still flushed pink as he determidly towed Hikaru out the library ten minutes later.

Four months later and a grinning almost-navigator, made out with an almost-pilot from the privacy of said almost-navigator's rooms, the "other stuff" finally climaxing to sheer bliss.

A/N: So that's it folks, I hope you enjoyed it.