Uhura walked down to the front of class once all the other cadets had filed out.

"Lieutenant Spock?"

Spock turned off his lecture screen and turned around. "How may I help you, Cadet Uhura?"

"I," Uhura cleared her throat. "I apologize for running into you in the hall."

"You are mistaken cadet."

"Sir?"

"We ran into each other. It was not your fault. I cannot not accept your apology, for your request is invalid." Spock realized he was being a little rude, but it was illogically satisfying to rattle Cadet Uhura. After weeks of emotional turbulence it felt as if a cathartic damn had released, spilling sarcastic snide remarks.

Uhura sputtered. She had never been treated so rudely by someone she respected so highly. It stung more than a physical slap. She tried to hide the pain but it was hard when she was so sleep deprived. This was turning out to be a terrible morning. "Sorry, sir." She whispered before she turned to run.

Uhura's wobbly voice brought Spock back to reality. Should I apologize? Spock reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder, stopping her before she could run out of the classroom. "It was not my intention to be rude." His words came out in a deep but muffled growl.

Uhura stopped, but she didn't turn around to face him."Could've fooled me." Uhura muttered under her breath.

Spock released his hand from her shoulder and pulled back, clenching his fist by his side. "I was late for class. I allowed my personal issues to interfere with my rational judgment. After my current behavior I would understand if you wish to file a complaint." Spock stopped talking. He ran through the academy code of conduct in his head, he made sure he had not actually over stepped any legal or ethical boundaries. He hoped that she didn't hate him enough to actually go to human resources and cause undue paperwork for him, but after Spring Break he had no idea what to expect from her.

Uhura turned around. She was actually beginning to feel a little sorry for her Vulcan professor. Her own illogical behavior was probably screwing with his normally logical world. It was easy to forget that a teacher, especially the Vulcan Lieutenant Spock, wasn't a cold hard grading machine who could deal with all manners of cadet silliness. He obviously had some troubling problems if he was late and rushing to class, he was always punctual and inhumanly impeccable. "I'm not going to file a complaint if you promise not to dock any points. You were late too."

Spock's eyebrow rose inquisitively. He had forgotten his earlier remark. "I had meant that in jest."

"You joke?" She smiled when she thought further about what he had said.

"It was a preliminary attempt. The humor lies in the irony, for I was late as well. It would have been illogical to dock points while -"

Spock's explanation was interrupted by a burst of Uhura's gay laughter.

"I see you are now enjoying the irony."

"Yes Lieutenant Spock. I'm enjoying the irony." Uhura laughed even harder when he raised his eyebrow at her. He tried to analyze if her tone was mocking or sincere, he had studied that the difference lay in the inflection and the enunciation.

He had been debating, reasoning, and ignoring in his mind, for the past month, it was irrational to let them continue their relationship in its tense state. Spock wanted, needed, a definite classification of their 'almost' relationship before he really began to lose his emotional control.

Uhura bit her lip. She felt uncomfortable, Spock was staring at her intently, and she could tell there was a talk coming.

"I would like to discuss the events that occurred during Spring Break. Would you care to sit down Cadet Uhura?"

Uhura sighed. She knew this was inevitable, she couldn't keep acting 'Vulcan' and hope that Spock would ignore her outburst. Of course he would want to know why.

Spock sat down one seat from Uhura. Spock looked straight at Uhura who was doing her best to inspect the ceiling and walls. "Cadet Uhura." Uhura reluctantly looked at Spock in the eyes. "Why did you flee after I sang the Vulcan song in the gazebo?"

Right to the point... What else should I have expected? He obviously wanted answers that Uhura was still unsure of herself. Unlike Spock she hadn't even tried to analyze what she had been feeling, instead she had tried to push them out with work. She regretted her choice now."I uh... I didn't flee. I said I had another appointment."

"If my company was undesirable, do not hesitate to tell me." Even though he managed to keep a straight face, he was still worried she would just gush out that she found him freaky and unsettling. Memories of his Vulcan childhood pressed at the forefront of his thoughts. His heart began to race in anticipation, why does she not respond? Are my fears to be soon realized? "Please refrain from lying further. It would be expedient to just communicate your true thoughts. I do not require an exhaustive explanation; I merely seek a full understanding of the situation so that I may proceed in a professional and logical manner proper to the situation."

Spock stopped himself from speaking further. He forced himself to wait and listen.

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Author's Note

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