AN- been soooo busy. SO SORRY! I will try to update more. I promise. On with the story!

Uhura

On Saturday, at 7:45, I was walking to Commander Spock's office. I walked briskly through the fresh morning air, breathing in the sweet smell of the sea that drifted to campus in the mornings, especially on windy days. As I walked, I wondered what my professor- no, now he was my colleague- would assign me to do. Probably grade papers and take attendance, trivial things like that, I thought as I neared the building Spock's office was in.

I walked down the hall. Reaching the office door, I glanced in. The office was professional and had a bookshelf on the side of the office with many books and two desks, one on the side of the room adjacent to the bookshelf and the other facing the first desk. Spock was sitting at the first desk, sorting through papers. When I walked in, he looked up.

"Good morning, Cadet Uhura, you are punctual, as always." I looked at him.

"Good morning, Commander."

I sat down in one of the chairs in front of his desk. I gazed at him more closely, noticing how his eyes were softened as he gazed at me, burning with….something. I cleared my throat softly, and he started, almost imperceptibly.

"Cadet Uhura, as my aide, you will come here every morning on Mondays and Thursdays, and Fridays. You shall also come to all my classes and take attendance, observe the students, and grade any assignments that I have not graded myself. Since you are also an exemplary Linguistics student, you shall help me plan lessons should I need you to do so. Do you understand?"

I answered, almost before he had uttered his last sentence, "Of course, sir. How long would I need to stay in the mornings?" He answered almost as if he had read my mind and noticed that he hadn't mentioned it. "Please report here at 830 hours on the required morning and report to my first class at 930. Then you may leave to attend to your other duties at 1130 hours."

He led me over to the other desk. As he walked past me, he brushed against my arm, very lightly. I felt a tingle as though I had been shocked with electricity. I could his warmth, even from just standing next to me.

"This shall be your desk. You may decorate it if you wish, though it must be appropriate."

"Of course, Commander." I glanced at the clock that was mounted on the wall. It was now almost 930.

I looked back at Spock. "That is all, Cadet Uhura. I shall see you here at 830 on Monday morning." He said, turning back to the desk, a clear dismissal.

"Yes, Commander. Good day." I said, smiling as he looked me, then standing up and grabbing my bag, and starting to walk out the door, when I could, hear quietly but in a very different kind of tone then the severe business like tone he was using earlier, "Good day, Cadet Uhura."

He obviously thought I couldn't hear him, since I was already out in the hall, but I had very sharp ears, being a Linguistics major. His voice was laced with tenderness, and a certain degree of longing, full of that something I saw in his eyes earlier. I glanced back slightly. He was looking at me, the muscles in his face had softened, especially around his eyes, which were filled to the brim of the something that alluded my sharp senses, and shining with unbridled emotion.

I gasped slightly, looking back to the hall. I was used to sparks and flickers, but not the unchecked emotion that filled his eyes now. And he was looking at me! What he must be feeling about me must be strong. But what is it?

Spock

I looked after her, gazing at her long legs as they glided out the door, her long ponytail swaying from side to side as she walked.I know what I am….feeling, is not right, at least according to regulation, and definitely according to the values I learned on Vulcan. I do not know what is taking over me, what this feeling I am experiencing is. All I know is that I want to continue making Uhura smile at me, and looking at me with her sharp brown eyes, and have her working beside me, with me, everyday. Which I would be attaining, mostly, so for now, I would try to ponder on what this feeling is, and continue making her smile, and gaze at her bright brown eyes.

AN: I wrote this a year ago, I'm still going to write this, but I'm going to be busy with school since I only have two years left of high school. Wait till fall break, and I'll update all of my stories. Promise! :)-k

p.s- the writing will also get better because I have gained better writing skills. So this is not my best work.