Title: Honto Ni (part 4)
Author: Lt. Sarita of Vulcan
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek or any thing to do with it...
Summary: AU- Saavik evening talk with T'Pren, one of those mother-daughter talks (we all those don't we)...
-Part four-
Saavik's foster house
After leaving the hall, Saavik walked towards home with its view of the desert to watch the sun set, and her name's meaning showed itself as she stretched, then settled herself. The twilight colors of deep purple, dark blues, and last touches of red faded into gray tones then into the blackness of night with the sister planet and stars above her lifted face.
Inside their home, T'Pren saw her child seated on court yard stairs, watching her stars towards some new world and people. T'Pren left the warm home to sit beside Saavik on the cooling sand.
It was some time before her daughter noticed she was there. "What troubles you, my child?"
Saavik only stared at the stars, and T'Pren could not know that she looked unwittingly at the Enterprise where Spock slept; she only knew Saavik had no answer for her mother.
T'Pren looked at Saavik with her knees to her chest and under her folded arms, her face turned up and her curly hair fallen past her pointed ears. "Saavik, does this trouble deal with your class mates..."
Saavik still only watched the stars.
"No, then. Lady Amanda perhaps..."
Still the same look up to the sky.
"No, then a male perhaps."
With that Saavik turn her gaze to her boots and laid her chin to her knees.
"Someone has attracted your interest. Who is he then and what is the problem, my child?"
Saavik's answer was soft, almost a sigh. "He is Amanda's son, and much older than me. He will never consider me... and is most likely already betrothed."
"I see, my child." T'Pren turned her own eyes to the sister planet as she said, "He was once betrothed, but was rejected by his bondmate. I know from Amanda herself that he has not chosen another, and this causes his parents concern for the obvious reasons." She kept her gaze away from Saavik, not because of her referring to pon farr just now, but to make her daughter more comfortable when she said what she did next. "He would most certainly draw attention: highly intelligent, very skilled, worthy of respect, and fine looking from what I have seen of him."
As she had done when her mother dared to show she was a female who could appreciate a male, Saavik squirmed and rolled her eyes. Which was why T'Pren had kept her eyes from looking directly at her daughter, so she thought she made these gestures privately.
Saavik finally glanced over and asked. "Why do I feel like this, T'Pren? I do not understand it, it is illogical."
"You will understand in due time, my child. The Vulcan heart and soul work in their own way, as you will be reminded when it is your day for Koon-ut-kal-if-fee." She laid a hand on her daughter's forearm. "Come, Daughter, we should be in bed asleep by now..."
Saavik nodded and followed T'Pren into the still warm house. In her room, she laid on her bed staring out her sky light until she drifted out to sleep.