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Chapter 10
Spock wasn't sure what to think when the blonde teenager crashed into him outside the infirmary.
Irritation and anger were immediately squashed with a sharp illogical.
Once the boy turned around, however, he found he didn't even need to push them away.
He was just too god damn adorable to be mad at.
Messy blonde hair fell into hazel eyes. He was short and slight (the perfect size to fit under his arms) and had a beat-up jacket, dark shirt, and even darker jeans. The only thing that marred his near-perfect looks was a split lip and bandages wrapped about his knuckles.
Spock would have remembered this particular student.
He was new, then.
"Fuck! Sorry! I didn't mean to-"
The blonde abruptly stopped and stared at him, his wide-eyed gaze obviously raking him up and down.
Spock wasn't vain, but that didn't mean he never noticed how his appearance turned a few heads, and he couldn't help but feel somewhat amused.
Then the boy's eyes latched onto his pointed ears.
"You're Vulcan?!"
He immediately turned beetroot red.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to- to- to let that slip out!"
Spock raised an eyebrow as he began rambling, finding the usually annoying act quite... endearing on this small human.
When the boy blushed, it only increased his charm.
Cautiously glancing up from behind long lashes, the Vulcan couldn't help but admire his eyes.
Hazel, was the common vernacular for the colour.
Spock didn't think it did the swirling browns and blues and greens any justice at all.
"I'm Jim. Jim Kirk".
Jim?
That was the boy's name, then?
He glanced down at the outstretched hand, and inwardly sighed.
Did he have to go through this with every single human he me-
The hand suddenly dropped.
"Oh, yea, of course, sorry! Again. You guys don't really... do hand contact, do you? Or... like... any contact. Which is totally fine too, by the way! Not that-"
Spock zoned out after that.
You guys don't really do hand contact, do you?
He... knew.
This boy, this teenager, knew about Vulcans.
It wasn't that they were a rare species, having approximately the same population of Earth, after all, but no one on Earth actually knew about their culture.
Not many Vulcans came to the planet, preferring warmer drier climates, and Spock wouldn't have come himself if it weren't for his mother passing down a mutant gene on his human side and his father-
Well.
This boy was clearly an exception to the lack of basic xenobiology knowledge in this Academy.
How... fascinating.
"Spock" He said suddenly, cutting off the incessant rambling.
The blonde floundered for words.
"... What?"
"My name" He explained, oddly amused, "is Spock".
"... Is that your first name or your last name?"
That too, was a rarely asked question.
"Humans can't pronounce my first name".
"Try me".
He had to bite back a smile.
Now, that was a question that had never been asked.
"Perhaps another time... Jim".
The name rolled off his tongue fluidly.
He liked it.
The boy flushed, "Yea, yea, of course! Some other time then!"
He was looking forward to it.
Spock glanced at the door above the blonde's head, not wanting to be rude but-
"Oh, sorry!"
He couldn't help but smirk as Jim stepped aside, and calmly made his way into the infirmary, just about hearing a mumbled "I'm such an idiot!" before the door shut behind him.
Bones glanced up as he heard the door re-open only moments after Jim's physical, and couldn't help but give the soft smile that was reserved only for his boyfriend.
"Hey Spock, I wasn't expecting to see you".
He quickly put down the bloody cloths he had been cleaning up, and walked over, the Vulcan readily returning the chaste kiss he asked from him.
"What are you doing here?"
He glanced at the clock above the door, "It is almost lunch time, Leonard... Unless you are too busy-?"
"What? No, of course not" He reassured, "I just lost track of time, it's been... a hell of a morning".
Spock frowned, head tilted slightly to the side, "A 'hell of a morning'?"
"Busy" He clarified, returning to the counter, "The nurses are all out with the vomiting bug, as is half the school, so I've been dealing with that all day, and then I had to do a physical on a new student... It's a pity you didn't come a few minutes earlier, I could have introduced you two".
"I... met him".
Bones glanced over in surprise, "Already?"
"He bumped into me just outside the infirmary".
"Ah" He replied, "I don't suppose it damaged his outrageous flirting skills, no?"
Silence.
He spun around to face the Vulcan, only to find him frowning, "Oh my god, it did... What did you do to the kid?"
"I merely... listened to his ramblings and introduced myself".
McCoy winced, "Handshake?"
"Surprisingly... No".
"Seriously?"
"He initiated the contact, but quickly rectified himself".
"... Huh".
Bones threw the last of the bandages in the bin.
"And he didn't flirt with you? Not once?"
"He... 'checked me out' I believe you would say, but verbally his skills were sub-par".
Bones grinned, "You dazed him. I don't know whether to be proud or worried".
Then he caught the slight smile on the Vulcan's face.
He dropped the empty packaging, "Holy shit... You like him".
"Leonard, considering I have only just met the boy, it would be illogical-"
"No, no, no, save that illogical bullshit for someone who actually believes it Spock" McCoy replied, walking closer, "You're actually intrigued by him".
"He is... a worthwhile companion".
The doctor wrapped both arms around his boyfriend's neck, "Do I need to be jealous?"
"I would not reject an offer of friendship from him".
"I thought I was your only friend" He teased, and Spock sighed, "I have a multitude of friendships, Leonard. You know this. The boy is merely... intelligent. He knew about Vulcans, about their culture. It is... refreshing".
Bones smiled, "I'll be sure to set up a play date then. Perhaps you can discuss the wonders of pointy ears".
Reaching up, he affectionately tugged at the tip of one, and Spock leant into the touch, eyes closing contently.
"There is no need. I believe he will cause... commotion, sooner rather than later. You know Professor Pike will ask me to step in".
"Being the Head boy, and all".
"Leonard, it not referred to as the 'Head boy'-"
"Yea, yea, whatever you say student councillor" McCoy grinned, letting go of him, "I'll meet you down at the canteen, alright? I just got a few things to finish up with here. Ten minutes, tops".
He nodded in affirmation, and placed a silent kiss on the doctor's forehead before stepping back, "I will meet you there, then... Leonard?"
"Yea Spock?" Bones answered, already making his way back to the counter.
"... What does the boy do?"
He abruptly stilled.
It was common knowledge around the Academy what everyone's powers were, as no one had any reason to hide them, and with Spock being the guidance councillor for new students, McCoy regularly told him what everyone could do.
With Jim, however...
"... I can't tell you".
Spock slowly nodded, "Does Professor Pike know?"
"No".
"He doesn't want anyone to know then".
"He was reluctant to even tell me" Bones admitted, running a hand over his face, still facing away from the Vulcan, "You know that I'd tell you-"
"I know" He interrupted, "I will meet you in ten minutes".
Turning, McCoy watched him reach the door, "... Spock?"
He glanced back at him, "Yes Leonard?"
Silence.
"... He's powerful" He finally said, "Really powerful".
He studied him for a moment, before giving a sharp nod, "Understood".
Stepping back out into the hallway, Spock's eyes were immediately drawn the blonde boy on the floor and the confused looking woman crouching down next to him.
"-life is over. I can never see him again".
He cleared his throat as he shut the hospital doors, "Nyota".
The blonde froze before suddenly scrambling to his feet, flushing once more.
Uhura turned to him and smiled, "Oh, hey, Spock".
He glanced over at the startled-looking blonde, "Jim".
The boy looked too in shock to reply, and Spock squashed a smug smile as he walked past.
And as he turned the corner, he just about caught the pained groan and the annoyed words, "It's just not fair!"