Bar Brawl

"Hey..." Jim smiled a lopsided smile to Selece before somebody grab him by his jacket and throw him over a table, breaking some glass during the process. The girl rolled her eyes and sighed, turning around and ignoring the fight while she called the barman for another drink.

"Won't you help him?" The barman asked while he put a tequila shot in front of her.

"Should I?" Selece shrugged and took a gulp from her drink.

"Well... Your boyfriend is being beaten by six guys. It's not a fair fight."

"That idiot is not my boyfriend." Actually, Jim was the reason why she didn't had a boyfriend that night. Better yet, a date to screw her that night. What, just because she was a woman it doesn't mean that she hadn't some basic needs. Sex was one of those. And Kirk managed to ruin a good night fuck with a pretty brunette with intense green eyes that was flirting with her before the blond shows up and blown up everything.

Really, Jim knew how to play the jealousy best friend and with the same intensity that she hated his affairs he hated hers. Maybe was because of that that they were friends, their awful taste for partners were the same.

"A little help here!" Jim's voice made her turn her head to see him being throw over a speaker, breaking the thing in half.

"Why?" She asked with disinterested and took another gulp from her drink.

"Because I'm being punched and this hurt..." He was interrupted by a fist on his nose that made him see stars in front of his eyes.

"It's not a good enough reason." She said, turning around and calling the barman again for another shot.

"Do you want me" A punch in his guts made Jim lost his breath. "to beg?" He wheezed.

"Well... I would like to see that." Again he fell over the bar and looked at her with big puppy eyes. The thing would have worked if it wasn't for the purple swelled left eye.

"Please... I beg you." Kirk was pulled again by a very big guy with very big muscles and a mean expression on his ugly face and with another punch the right eye made company for the left with that purple thing.

"I don't know. I could help you but this could hurt your man's pride and I don't wanna hear from you later how your fame decreased because all the Academy heard that you were rescued by a girl in a bar fight."

"If you don't step in right now that won't be much of me to have a pride!" Kirk screamed before a kick make him double and gasp for air. Shit, the thing was getting worse and he knew that the bullies were winning the fight. All his aching body was telling him that.

"Nah... I still don't know. I mean, why should I help you when you ruined a perfect night for me? I should let you suffer because you deserve it for being a bad friend." She raised her arm, circling it around her head with the cup of tequila still in her hand. "Another one please." Asked to the bartender.

"How about that" Kirk said when a tug made him stumble to the bar. "you'll have to explain to Bones why my body is all broke when you could have stopped that." And again he was pulled by one of the drunks and blocked a punch, giving one in return.

"That would be tough." Selece pondered for a minute or two. "But I can live with his grumble."

"I hate you!" Came the shout in Kirk's voice.

"The feeling is mutual." She shouted back.

"Maybe you should intervene before they break all the place." The bartender said to her but without much conviction. Probably he was asking himself at that exactly moment how a skinny girl like her could help a man in that uneven fight.

"Ugh... I think I broke something." Kirk groaned when he was throw again over the bar.

"Or lost your mind." Selece smiled to him and made a face when she saw the blood coming from his nose and mouth. "You look like a shit."

"Thank you. And you're still pretty as ever, sitting there and watching me being beaten."

"Hey, Blondie, stop to ask your girlfriend's help and fight with us like a man." One of the bullies put a hand on Jim's shoulder and smirked to him. His face wasn't better than Kirk, with blood and bruises all over it, but different from Jim he wasn't stumbling or babbling because his brain was so shook that it couldn't work right anymore.

"I'm not her boyfriend." Jim babbled and the brunette guy with pretty green eyes that he insulted earlier saying that he was too low level for someone like Selece blinked at him.

"If you're not her boyfriend why the hell did you interrupted us?"

"Because I'm her friend and I still think you're a idiot and I know you pal. Cadet Simmons has a fame worse than mine and I won't let a friend of mine step so low for a one night stand."

"I can't believe it!" Selece sighed. "You ruined my night because Simmons is a womanizer and you don't want me involved with a guy like him?" Kirk smiled a innocent smile to her.

"I need to protect your virtue."

"You're impossible." Selece rolled her eyes and paid for her drinks, getting out of the booth and grabbing Jim's hand. "Let's get out of here." And started to dragging him out of the bar.

"Wait!" One of the bullies screamed. "We didn't finished with him."

"Yes, you did." She said back and kept moving until a hand on her shoulder stopped her.

"I said we didn't pretty doll." The guy smirked and Selece let out a long breath and before the big man could take Kirk from her hand, she made a fist and pushed it in the guy's face. That was enough to make him fall unconscious on the floor. His friends came to aid him but with two more punches and two more kicks they made company to him on the floor. The sixth bully even thought to try something, but when he saw his mates knock out he gave up pretty fast.

"I hate when they call me 'pretty doll'. It's a ridiculous pet name." She turned to Kirk, passing one of his arms over her shoulders and dragging him out of the bar and in the cold night air, taking the street route back to the Academy. "It' so twenty century. So archaic."

"Wow, you were amazing in there. And if you could end everything so fast, why didn't you?"

"And lose the chance to see you suffer? Never."

"You're a mean best friend."

"Wrong. I'm a very good best friend. I saved your ass, I'm dragging you back to the dorms and I gave up of my night to help you. You'll see the mean best friend when you meet McCoy with this pretty face of yours."

"I know you don't like pet names, but for that stunt you put in there I think I'll start to call you 'The Warrior Goodness'."

"And I think you have a concussion for being beaten so much on the head." She joked and James laughed, what made his chest hurt. "You really are something James T. Kirk."

"I know."

"Ah... And thanks."

"For what?"

"That guy was being a totally jerk. Two more minutes and I would have punched him myself."

"You're welcome. And about what I said earlier... I don't hate you." Selece smiled when she heard the confession.

"Yeah... The feeling is mutual."