Sulu spun around in his chair, fairly bored. He was playing around with the settings on his PADD, as he had nothing better to do at the moment. The Enterprise wasn't on any missions, and they were basically just cruising right now, peacefully and aimlessly. Kirk isn't even in his chair, Sulu thought to himself with a chuckle. He was probably off thinking up more ridiculous reasons to get into Spock's uniform.

Why Spock, of all the people in the universe? The Vulcan had always seemed... well, frigid to Sulu. Stingy, a prude, a bit of a smart-ass... Not exactly what Jim usually went for.

Sulu shook his head of the thought, and then stopped spinning his chair by extending a foot and catching onto the edge of his station. The helmsman felt someone's gaze on him, but pretended not to notice as he leaned forward and began typing commands into the computer system.

After about two minutes, Sulu couldn't ignore the staring anymore, and straightened up without looking at the person. "Pavel, you should get back to work."

"Ahh, sorry, sorry, Mr. Sulu," the Russian squeaked, immediately returning to his work.

Sulu snuck a glance out of the corner of his eye, and saw that the boy was tapping away hurriedly at his computer, and looked flustered and flushed. Sulu grinned, and replied, "Call me Hikaru."

"S-Sorry, Mister Hikaru," Chekov corrected himself, looking over quickly to meet Sulu's gaze and then looking back to his work.

See now, Chekov, Hikaru thought, Chekov is adorable. Chekov is the kind of guy I'd expect someone like Kirk to prefer, but no, he goes for Spock. Crazy.

As if on cue, Jim stepped onto the bridge, smiling brightly. "Good morning, everybody!"

Nobody replied immediately, except Sulu, who deadpanned, "It's two in the afternoon, sir."

"It's morning somewhere, Sulu," Jim beamed. "Now, where is my man?"

"You mean Mr. Spock," Uhura commented, raising both eyebrows.

"Yes," Jim confirmed, "Where is he?"

A voice rang out from behind Jim, who was still standing in the doorway. "I don't know the location of 'your man', Captain, but I, regrettably, am right here."

Jim whirled around, and said excitedly, "Spock!"

The Vulcan made to move around the officer, but Jim leaned not-so-casually to whatever side of the door he tried to pass through. Eventually, Spock gave up, and turned around, walking the other direction.

"Hey! Spock!" Jim followed his first officer away from the bridge, down a narrow, empty hallway.

After a while, Jim caught up with Spock. He tapped the Vulcan's shoulder, and the male turned shockingly fast, taking Jim by surprise. "What is it, Captain?"

Jim stopped, and stood still for a moment. He was face-to-face with the Vulcan, and this time Jim was positive it wasn't just his imagination that had colored in light green streaks along the upper part of Spock's cheeks. Spock was flushed for whatever reason, and it was the most adorable thing he'd ever seen.

Jim wanted to brush back an errant strand that had broken free from Spock's uniform bangs, and then move forward, knuckles lightly brushing against Spock's cheekbones, and press their lips together. It would be soft, and chaste, and probably Spock's first kiss with a guy, and then they would move into a deeper kiss-

"Captain?" Spock actually sounded a little worried, which brought Jim out of the small fantasy he was beginning in his head.

"Y-yeah. Um. Anyway." Jim could feel his face growing hot, and so he said quickly, "Never mind. I can tell you later. You're not needed on the bridge right now, g-go check on Bones or something."

The captain abruptly turned on his heel, and walked back to the bridge, inwardly cursing.

What just even happened?

After a couple minutes, Jim was back into full-on time-for-captain-duties mode, which was significantly less fun than time-for-Jim-half-assing-captain-duties mode. He was currently talking with Sulu about new upgrades to some part of Engineering that would help the ship be about a billionth of a percent more efficient.

"It's not worth the work for the Ensigns. I honestly don't care if it's the latest thing, they could spend all that energy shoveling coal into steam engines and it'd help the ship go faster than this stupid new thing does. So I'm not going to make it required work for anyone."

Sulu nodded, and turned around to start announcing a bulletin to all members of Engineering to ignore Starfleet's new upgrades to specific parts of the ship for now at least.

Jim sighed and ran a hand through his hair, when suddenly he heard a familiar voice from behind him.

"Captain?"

Jim jumped about a foot, almost knocking the top of his head into Spock's jaw. "Sp-Spock! Scared the living crap out of me. What is it?"

"Nothing, it's just... you said you had something to tell me later. It is later."

He gave Spock a skeptical look and eyed the clock. "Yeah. A couple hours later, not eight minutes later."

"Would you like me to come back in a couple of hours?" Spock asked, completely serious.

Sighing, Jim shook his head. "No. Spock... do you know who'd be hot if they were to sleep together?"

Spock replied, "I think I know your answer to this one, unfortunately."

"No, I'm totally serious. I think it'd be the hottest thing ever if we were to fuck. Can you picture it? Tell me you can't see it-"

"I can't see it," Spock replied, turning to leave the bridge.

Jim smiled, and shook his head once more as Spock walked away, muttering to himself, "Bullshit."

A/N: Reviewers! Where are you guys coming from? I love youu! :D

Oh, by the way, Sulu