A/N: I figured I might as well as put it at the top of the chapter for this one. So, we've finally gotten to this part. It's only taken ten chapters. I'm not quite sure it came out the way I wanted it to, but I hope you all enjoy it. Reviews and suggestions welcome for where they should go from here.

Neither of them spoke for a minute. "Do you know what Uhura meant by that?" Jim looked at his hands, playing with invisible dust on his comforter.

"I believe she was insinuating something of a romantic nature." Spock glanced down for a moment before moving to sit next to Jim on his bed. "Were you lying when you said you were attempting to be a 'better' person?"

Jim cleared his throat uncomfortably. "No, I wasn't." He shifted slightly to get a better look at Spock. "Why're you still here, Spock?"

"I do live in this room."

"You know I mean." The blonde rolled his eyes. "Y'know, for a guy who doesn't know what sarcasm is, you're really good at being a smart ass." He sighed. "So, what do we do now?"

"I believe Miss Uhura would like us to consider our conversation."

Jim fought the urge to flop back onto his bed. "Alright then. I'm gonna ask you a question." Spock nodded. "Do you trust me?"

"That is a question that I have already answered, Jim."

The blonde nodded. "Good." And he pulled them together for a kiss.

Their lips met and Jim would swear from then on that he'd never kissed a woman - or man for that matter - with lips as soft as Spock's. He could feel himself melting as his eyes shut and he knew he shouldn't be melting. Gently, he pulled back, slightly hesitant to open his eyes and see what would await him. Instead of having to worry about that, he felt a hand grab his shirt and pull him into another kiss.

Spock felt his heart racing. This isn't right. He's a rule-breaking, devious, hot, scandalous, arrogant, egotistical, belligerent, cantankerous, careless, compulsive, flirtatious, impolite, pompous, self-centered, vulgar, stubborn - wait, what was that third one? He willed his heart to slow and his breathing to return to normal when they broke apart again. "I thought you would've punched me," Jim said breathlessly.

"I was expecting to punch you," Spock replied just as breathlessly. "I have no explanation as to why that just occurred."

Jim felt a small smile cross his face. "I vote we try it again then." He barely waited for an agreement from Spock before he pulled their lips together again. "So," he began when they'd pulled apart. "Do you still not have any reasoning for that?" The blonde rested his forehead on Spock's gently.

The raven felt his head spinning. "I..." He took a step away from Jim. "I need to take a walk." Spock nearly ran out of their room. Jim stared at the spot where his roommate had just been before smacking his hand against his head and flopping down onto his bed.

Five minutes later there was a knock on the door. "It's open," Jim yelled from his spot on his bed.

"I saw, but I thought it would be polite if I knocked." The blonde opened his eyes to see Nyota standing next to his bed. "Okay, what happened?"

Jim rolled his eyes. "What d'you mean, what happened? Didn't Spock go immediately to you?"

Nyota sighed. "No. He was supposed to meet me for lunch a little while ago. I got worried when he didn't show up." She sat down on the edge of the bed, not looking at Jim. "Look, I know something happened between the two of you. I know how you are, Jim. You're a good guy - you just haven't figured that out yet. I also know Spock." At this point she turned her head to look at him. "He admires you, although he'll never admit it. So, tell me: what happened?"

"Well..." Nyota narrowed her eyes at Jim. "We may have kissed." Here the blonde watched Nyota avoid squealing squirming happily in her spot. "Why're you so...giddy about that?" The word "giddy" was accompanied by a hand motion gesturing to Nyota's general person.

The African American girl rolled her eyes. "Because I've been trying to get you two together for weeks!" Jim's jaw dropped. Nyota actually thought his jaw couldn't possibly go down as far as it did. "Why're you looking at me like that?"

"So that's what you've been doing?" Nyota crossed her arms. "I mean, it doesn't seem like that's what you've been doing all this time." Jim sobered a little. "Sorry. Though, I actually didn't know that was what you were doing. Spock might've figured it out."

Nyota grinned. "He didn't. That's the only reason I've been getting away with it. Leonard was a little reluctant to help, though."

Jim's eyes nearly jumped out of his head. "Bones? You got Bones to help you?"

She shrugged. "Kind of. He only did it because he knew Spock'd help keep you out of trouble. Otherwise he wouldn't do anything to help him." Jim snorted, having brief flashbacks of all the times Bones had insulted Spock.

"So, he only helped to help me?"

Nyota shrugged. "That and to get me to stop bugging him about it. Every opportunity I got, I'd be nagging him about how you two acted around each other and how you'd grown up since you met Spock." Jim rolled his eyes at that. "It's true!"

The blonde shrugged. "Fine, maybe it's true. I can't believe you got Bones to help you," he added after a few moments of silent skepticism. "And you playing matchmaker?"

"I've done it before, I'll do it again," she said defensively. "Hikaru and Pavel are quite happy."

"Wait a minute," Jim said, looking at her again. "That was you? God, everyone in school knew that those two liked each other, except for them! I was about to start tearing my hair out if they didn't get together by the time Pavel graduated."

Spock sat underneath the tree in the center of the campus, dozens of raindrops coming off of its leaves. Jim sat down beside him, his hair and top half of his shirt soaking. "It's raining, Spock," the blonde stated, not looking at his roommate. "And you're out here, in the middle of it."

"I am under a tree."

"Oh, come on. We both know that's not enough cover to protect you." Now Jim looked at Spock. "What're you doing out here?"

The raven took a deep breath. "I have found that listening to the precipitation of water in its liquid form has helped me to concentrate when faced with a complicated situation."

Jim turned to face Spock. "So, what's your 'complicated situation'?"

"I am unable to discuss it with you."

"I'm your roommate, for God's sake. Who else are you going to talk about it with - Uhura?"

"I have found that Nyota is a very compassionate person and excellent listener on occasion."

Jim held up his hands in defeat. "Fine, don't talk about it with me. Just remember that I'm gonna be the one that has to deal with you if you don't talk to someone." He stood to leave when Spock grabbed him by the arm.

"The reason I am unable to discuss it with you, Jim," Spock began, treading cautiously on the subject, "is because you are the main subject of my situation." Jim looked at Spock for a moment before pulling him up using his arm. "What are you - ?"

"Do you really wanna have this conversation out here, in the middle of campus?" Spock closed his mouth and allowed Jim to pull him along by his arm. When they reached their dorm room, Jim opened the door, pulled Spock in behind him, and closed the door before locking it. "Okay, start talking."

Spock didn't hesitate. "We kissed. Three times." Jim nodded, getting an idea of where this was going. "I do not think that was a wise decision on either of our parts because of your reputation and my...uncertain sexuality."

Jim chuckled a little. "I should probably explain," he began. Spock sat on his bed, cross-legged. "It's...complicated. I mean, I've been around so many people and had, well, sexual encounters with a lot of them. But," he paused. "I've never really been...romantically attracted to them. With you..." His voice faded when he looked at Spock.

"You are implying that you are romantically attracted to me."

"Yes." Jim scrunched up his nose. "You say it very straightforwardly." Spock raised one of his eyebrows. "I'm not saying it's a bad thing. I'm just saying that it's very...you." The blonde sat down across from Spock on his bed. "So, whadda we do now?"

Spock shifted uncomfortably. "We could..." Jim looked up from where he had put his head into his hands. "We could give in to temptation."

Now it was Jim's turn to raise his eyebrows. "You sure about that?'

"It was merely a suggestion." Spock began to uncross his legs to stand.

"I didn't turn it down." The raven turned to look at him and the blonde shrugged. "Do you want to?" When Spock didn't reply, Jim slowly moved closer to him. "You're gonna have to say something if I go too far, Spock."

"I shall endeavor to keep that in mind, Jim." Spock didn't wait for Jim to come to him and pulled him into an innocent kiss (though a kiss with Jim Kirk is never really innocent).

Needless to say, neither of them left their dorm room for the rest of the afternoon.