I have no stock in anything related to Star Trek.
The men standing on the shuttle found it absolutely amazing that two of the most beautiful girls on the transport were dressed as if they were living in New York rather than San Francisco autumn. While those around them were comfortable in their simple attire of thin long sleeved shirts and long pants, Hazina had opted for a lavender colored v-neck sweater with khaki slacks and a tan colored leather jacket. Her sister was dressed in a thick gray sweater that looked like a turtleneck and black jeans. The black boots she wore had thin four inch heels. Both of them had their hair pulled back to show the smooth, similar angles of their faces.
Kanshero sat beside Hazina trying to focus straight ahead instead of constantly sneaking peeks at her. Aziza had made it her business to dress in a thin strapped red dress that was as short as the Starfleet uniforms. The straps on the black heels she wore wove up her legs to her calves. He had stared at the shoes for the entire walk to the shuttle. Why had she dressed like that just to go to the pizza place around the corner?
The place was crowded; he had known it would be. He ushered them to a table on the east side of the room. The smile on his face widened with each familiar person he came across. His arm slid around Hazina's waist as he pulled her chair out for her. The look she gave him was one of complete distaste. She sat down and nearly yanked the chair from the boy who had come over when he saw Shi'Kahr. Her hand gripped the chair tightly as she slid it towards her sister. Her brown eyes fell upon the boy's face when she realized he was still standing there. He smiled stupidly at her sister but took a cautious step back. He cleared his throat and went back to the three boys waiting in the corner.
"Hazina, Shi'Kahr is an adult. Let her have some fun." Aziza's attention was on the communicator she was currently posting a message on.
"On the contrary, Aziza, my sister has little experience with Earth customs. I am aware of Cadet Lenard's record." Hazina glanced at her sister who appeared to be mesmerized by the vividly green hair of the girl sitting at the table adjacent to theirs.
"You know him?" Aziza closed the communicator.
"He is the former companion of my advanced xenobiology partner. She accused him of cheating no less than five times. She also claims to have caught him in compromising positions with three different women." She eased out of her jacket when she noticed the rise in temperature.
"She told you all of this?" Aziza leaned forward with her elbows on the table.
Hazina could not ignore the quick glance Kanshero gave Aziza's chest as he stood. She blinked. "I heard her calling him before class on the five different occasions. The last part, however, she did tell me in an attempt to explain why she was failing so horrible in completing her half of our assignments."
"She was lucky to have you as a lab partner. I bet you did the entire assignment on your own."
"That was only logical, if she wanted to maintain her current score in the class." Shi'Kahr's voice was gentle yet strong. She turned to Kanshero. "Come with me to the counter. I want to look at this food before I eat it."
She bit back a smile as her friend obliged her sister. With her head turned to Aziza, she watched as the girl continued to quickly message whoever she spoke to. If Hazina had never watched Shi'Kahr on a keyboard, the swift movement of Aziza's fingers would have been fascinating to her. Her back went rigid when her sister's voice floated over to their table. Although it appeared the younger girl was trying to talk low enough to not be heard by her sister's sensitive ears, she failed. Her words were precise and almost bitter as she told Kanshero that he was blatantly disrespecting her sister when he gave Aziza such appraising looks. She then deemed him unworthy of any type of affection Hazina had ever considered posing towards him.
They came back to the table with two different expressions: Kanshero looked utterly angry and confused, and Shi'Kahr looked pleased with herself. Instead of acknowledging either of their strange behavior, she simply ordered a pizza that was half vegetable and half supreme. A boy sitting behind Aziza caught her attention when he waved. She realized suddenly that he was the boy she was currently tutoring. She acknowledged him with a slight bow of her head. He rolled his eyes and wandered over to their table.
"You look pleasant." He stared at her shamelessly.
"Hello, Kaplan." She spoke the words without emotion. She motioned to the people around her. "This is Aziza Umbha, Lieutenant Kanshero Matazuma, and my sister Shi'Kahr. This is Lev Kaplan."
He looked at Kanshero. "It is nice to meet you all. I didn't know you got promoted to lieutenant!"
"That stupid two month mission we did that summer? They had me as helmsman although I hadn't passed that insane test yet. I passed today, mind you." Kanshero slapped palms with the boy that now leaned over Shi'Kahr.
Her sister stood abruptly, knocking the chair away and causing Kaplan to stumble. She looked at Hazina. "I think I will go to the restroom."
"You…think?" Kaplan stared at her with wide eyes. His face was suddenly covered with anger when he realized that several males were staring at him. He cleared his throat. "And what do you mean by pushing me like that?" The anger on his face evaporated to shame when Shi'Kahr turned and began to walk towards the bathroom. He reached for her hand.
Kanshero's hand fell upon his wrist. "The last thing you want to do is look for trouble with that one." He appeared to shudder as he turned towards the counter. The boy he was talking to rolled his eyes and retreated. He sighed loudly and scratched his head as his eyes fell upon Hazina's expressionless face. "I'm sorry if my behavior--"
"Your apology is not needed. I am not offended by anything you have done." She turned her attention to the waitress placing their drinks on the table.
"Whatever." He snatched his drink from the woman and turned away as he muttered a string of curse words in Japanese. Although he thought she could not hear him, he went on to insult her Vulcan heritage.
"I do not understand how insulting my heritage is relevant." She stared at him.
He choked on the soda he was in the process of swallowing. "Since when do you speak Japanese?"
"Since sixteen months ago. I found it would be most beneficial if I was fluent in the languages of the people around me." She looked at the table.
"I'm sorry." He stood and looked at Aziza with sympathetic eyes. "I can't do this anymore." He gave Hazina a lingering look as he left.
Shi'Kahr sat in her chair and did not bother to ask where Kanshero had disappeared to. As a matter of fact, Hazina realized that her sister did not speak again until they were inside their quarters. She was packing up her laptop and looking at Hazina with caring eyes. After she draped her bag over her shoulder and looked to make sure Aziza was in the bathroom, she took a step towards her older sister.
"Kanshero has conflicting emotions. I intentionally brushed his fingers when I led him to the counter. His feelings for you are a strange beige color. Aziza is simply his friend, but he is physically attracted to her." Shi'Kahr spoke with strength behind her words.
"Ko-kai, you know that it is not acceptable for you to do such things." Hazina stood and folded her hands behind her back. She walked around her desk and began to fumble with several articles of clothing in her drawer.
"This information has upset you. I will not tell you about his secret then." Shi'Kahr ignored the look her sister gave her as she exited the room.
Hazina rolled her eyes and crawled into her bed. Her sister had to be one of the most annoying creatures alive! What gave her the gall to do such things to people then assume others wanted to know what was going on? She rolled over onto her stomach and buried her face in her pillow. After pretending to be sleep when Aziza called out to her, she rolled over onto her side and stared at the whiteness of the wall. She needed a good day of meditation soon.
************************************************************************************************************************************************ A/N: Kinda short, eh? I love torturing Kanshero.
