Not Mine, Never Mine, Usual Disclaimers.
Kirk could hear the two of them arguing out in the hall, and privately he hoped that Uhura would see sense and give Spock a break. Blaming Spock for not paying her attention, then arguing with him when he did, would leave any guy confused, no wonder relationships fell apart so easily, women were just too hard to understand. Spock had a job to do, on top of looking after another creature which he had no sort of experience with, and pick up the slack in the captains absence. Seriously, when he was back to normal, he would give Spock a medal, then mandatory shore leave with Uhura. Hopefully one of them would be happy that way although he wouldn't have put it past Spock to attempt to smuggle work with him, one way or another.
Padding back to his bowl, Jim decided that finishing the rest of his meal was a good idea. He hoped that the two of them wouldn't be too long; Spock's quarters were unimaginable boring. An hour later and Jim was still on his own, so far he had resisted temptation in destroying anything in retaliation for leaving him alone, but the pillow on Spock's bed was beginning to look awfully tempting. Just as the idea of sinking is teeth into something and tear it apart in frustration became overwhelming, Jim heard voices out in the hall and realised the he had jumped up onto the bed without even noticing.
'All I'm saying is that how can you be responsible for someone who can't look after themself, when you can't even find the time to spend with the people in your life.'
Jim nearly cringed at Uhura's voice as she walked in. She spotted him and crossed the floor in order to pat him, but stopped when he squirmed away. It was just too weird.
'He doesn't like to be touched,' Spock commented from behind her.
'So just like you then,' she snapped, stalking out the door.
Jim looked at Spock with sympathy; Uhura was having a meltdown into a total bitch and was taking it out on Spock. Maybe she was pregnant. Spock looked at him wordlessly for a minute before sitting down and settling into what Jim recognised as a meditative pose. Jim nearly sighed; he would be left to entertain himself again while Spock was meditating. Still Jim couldn't blame him. Spock wasn't long in mediation however, as Jim's boredom grew, causing him to make noise and disturbing the Vulcan. Spock raised an eyebrow but said nothing, leaving Jim feeling like he was a naughty little kid who had been caught doing something wrong.
The door chimed, distracting the both of them and Spock opened it to reveal Bones.
'I need some data on the captain's intelligence,' Bones explained.
Jim nearly snorted. The tests Bones presented to him were childish at best and Jim decided that he wasn't going to behave himself for Bones until his friend stopped treating him like a dumb animal.
A/N: Free time= early update