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A Guy Thing

Nyota sat in Jim's quarters. She, McCoy and Spock were enjoying a bit of Scotch. Spock did enjoy some types of alcohol. He just couldn't get drunk.

McCoy was touched someone who could not get inebriated actually enjoyed his favorite alcoholic beverage for its own merits. So touched that he shared his small stash with Spock...but made Spock nurse a single small shot all evening long.

Jim was not drinking -- yet. He and Spock were playing a game of 3D chess. He always tried to keep his head clear for these matches.

Nyota was on her second shot...she wasn't sure how many McCoy had imbibed. She'd arrived at the party late.

It was impossible to say how late. Jim Kirk was improving rapidly at 3D chess. Although it looked like they were getting close to the end game, it could have taken them quite some time to get there.

Kirk was still losing though. And not long after Nyota tipped back her second shot McCoy seemed determined to rectify it.

"So..." McCoy said, "Spock, you know what I want to hear?"

"As we do not presently seem to be engaged in a mind meld, no, I have no idea," Spock replied.

Nyota snickered as McCoy turned a little green. He didn't trust any of that Vulcan 'brain swirling tom-foollery'.

"You could meld with him Spock," Jim said somewhat earnestly, "In the other life..."

"No, thank you Spock," said McCoy.

Spock raised an eyebrow and looked at the board.

From across the bond she shared with Spock Nyota had the sudden sensation of...Ick. She burst out laughing.

McCoy looked at her sideways and said, "Why don't you tell us, Mr. Spock....When was the first time you kissed a girl?"

Nyota's eyes got wide. Whoa. This was dangerous ground! And yet...Blame it on the Scotch. "Yeah, when was it...you've never even told me," she said.

McCoy's eyes shot around to her own. "You mean it wasn't you?"

Nyota shook her head.

"I have never in fact, kissed a girl, Doctor."

"...kissed a woman then," McCoy said dryly knowing where Spock was going.

"Ah...that is another matter entirely," Spock replied.

"Well?" asked Nyota. She was curious, she'd always been a little bit curious about how that came about. Spock was already experienced at kissing...among other things when he'd met her.

"A gentleman tells no tales," Spock said.

"I'd tell you who the first boy I kissed was," said Nyota holding out her glass for McCoy to pour her another shot.

Spock's eyes left the board. "This is precisely why I do not tell you about my previous experiences."

"Why?" asked Nyota. Why was McCoy fiddling with his collar? Why was Jim clearing his throat?

Spock looked back at the chessboard. "Because if I were to know who they were I would be compelled to hunt them down and kill them."

Nyota felt nothing at all from the bond. Absolutely nothing. Huh. Weird. But obviously, it was a joke....and kind of funny. She snickered.

McCoy and Jim were not laughing. There eyes were darting between her and Spock.

"Guys, he's jokinnng...." Nyota said.

"Um..." said Jim looking at her.

"Well..." said McCoy, playing with his collar.

"I will neither confirm nor deny that interpretation," said Spock moving a pawn.

"He's not joking, Uhura," said McCoy. "I...ummm...felt the same way about Johanna's previous..."

"And her current," added Jim.

"Well yeah!" snapped McCoy.

"Really?" asked Spock looking at McCoy eyebrows rising.

"Of course! You think its just a Vulcan thing?" McCoy took another sip of Scotch. "You think we're all just cold, unemotional human males don't you?"

"Technically your basal temperature is colder than mine..." Spock began.

"So this isn't just random Vulcan territorial-ness?" asked Nyota.

Spock looked at her, then over at McCoy.

"No, its a guy thing," said McCoy with a shrug.

"Fascinating," said Spock.

A/N:

At least the guys I know.