A/N: I was asked by all who reviewed for another chapter so here it is! And a big thanks to all my gorgeous reviewers! MirrorFlower and DarkWind, T'Pinto, maggie2mw, darksagegrl0, Banbi-V, ShamelessSpocker, and randomfan! You're all loved and get kudos and cookies!

The rain beat against his temple as he stood against with his back leaning against the closest building. His face, wet with tears and rain, was flushed from running and all his joints hurt. He took off his mask and wiped his face with his damp sleeve.

He slid down the wall and sat down with his head between his knees as his body shook with his sobs. His vision blurred as more tears came to the surface, although they were tears of sadness he couldn't help but recognize the happiness behind them as well.

For the three years he had been at the academy James Tiberius Kirk had watched and longed for the secluded Vulcan. The sight of the seemingly mysterious person made his heart skip beats, his palms sweat, and his head spin. He was never this badly infatuated with anybody before and that made him nervous.

Why did it have to be Spock? Why did it have to a Vulcan, at that? Why couldn't it have been someone more easily attainable, and why not a girl? He wished he had the answers to the questions he had been asking himself since day one when he realized he felt something more than an attraction to Spock.

He heard a pair of footsteps coming towards him; he looked up to see a dark shadow moving towards him. He wiped his face and nose again and got up from the ground. As soon as he was about to run off he felt a hand grab his own and a tingle ran up his spine. It was a good feeling, just not one he knew.

He was pushed against the walls and felt a hand run through his hair. The delicate fingers traced his face, the defined jaw-line, the perfect nose, and his subtle lips. "How did you find me?" He asked the person.

"You're not too quite when you're trying to hide." He got as a response in a light tone of voice. "Why did you run off?"

"Because I'm not what you want, I'm not perfect like you, I don't have an interesting background, I don't have anything extraordinary about me. I'm nothing like you." Jim said back to the man in front of him in a dejected tone.

"What tells you that I want somebody like me? Somebody who has been rejected by his own race for being a hybrid, I am not what you think I am. I am broken." Spoke said in a small tone letting emotion flow through his façade.

"No you're not." Jim then grasped Spock's face and hair in hands. "You're better than you think you are. You're the smartest person here; you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen." He paused for a second to place a small kiss upon the perfect lips before him. "Those who rejected you were fools. They don't know who you are."

"Neither do you. Why do you say such things when you barely know me?" Spock looked down at the ground and pulled of his own mask.

Jim placed his hand under Spock's chin and pulled it up. "When I look in your eyes, I see a person who doesn't require being sent away to be fixed, but a person who needs the attention and love he deserves. All other details are irrelevant when it comes to the path of the heart." He pulled him into a hug and kissed his neck.

Spock pulled away from the hug and looked into the others eyes. "Your own eyes show a longing for something to hold on to; something that you can depend on to be consistent in your ocean of unsettlement."

Jim took the man's hand in his own. "How about we help each other?"

"I would like that." He gave Jim's hand a squeeze. He looked up and saw that the rain and stopped and he was no longer alone.

A/N: Okay here ya go! I thought it through and decided to keep this as two chapters, unless you want me to write an epilogue. Depends on how many reviews I get! ;D