She kissed him. It's been a month now, and he still hasn't kissed her back. A Spock/Uhura story from Spock's POV during their days at the Academy- back by popular demand: this is the sequel to my other story "The Kissing Disease" but it stands alone.

Cadet Uhura is unwell, and Commander Spock decided it was only logical that he render assistance. Obligatory "how they met" story. A slowburning bit of fluff inspired by a recent bout of Mono... doncha wish you had a Spock to look after you sometimes?