Class ended normally, Spock finished his lecture and there were some questions. Then the bell rang and everyone left, except Roxanne. She stayed to talk with him, even for a couple of minutes. Then when things got too comfortable, she told him she should leave and promptly did. "Cadet, why do you stay here after class? Most people want to get out of here as quickly as they came. You always linger. It is fascinating."

"I don't know. After that first day it just became habit, I s'pose. There is something oddly comforting about being able to talk to another that is at least partially like me. Knows what I went through with the persecution and the looks. You may be more Vulcan then human, and I may be your opposite, but you still mean a lot to me. You bring an element of Vulcan into me. You bring the logic in my illogical life. For that I must thank you." She smiled. Roxanne smiled a lot of the time, but this was softer and didn't go as far as the other ones. He suspected it was more genuine.

"You are a very logical being. Whether you know it or not. Your logic as perceived by mine might be a bit skewed but you do very well with your system. May I ask you an inquiry of a personal nature?" He asked. It surprised her to no imaginable end that he asked to ask her a personal question. Most people just thought she was human, no worse for wear than the next one.

"Proceed." She told him, looking down at her fingers which were drawing imaginary things on the back of her PADD. She had flipped it over in order for her to feel more comfortable only talking to him. He was a very exceptional man with an expansion for a lot of ideas.

"You have friends. The night of beginning this class you were dancing with a male of what I assume to be your friends, then you said you had a fight with him only a couple of days later? You let your emotions run high and yet you seem fine with that. Does it ever become a problem?"

"Yes, Adonis and I were dancing and then on the day of the first test we had an argument. Does ever having Vulcan emotions but human control become a problem? Yes, it does. Which is why I often shut them down when in class or with superiors. I cannot let my emotions get the better of me in those situations. I, often, feel alone and out of place in such things. I do not see the relevance of such an inquiry though."

He looked at her. She felt alone and out of place. Unable to express herself. She was a human of a remarkable determination to respect others in high positions not to damage her reputation. She was thinking right now. She was not understood by others. She was a beautiful being who didn't show all of her colors to everyone. He saw something underneath the façade waiting to be released. "I'm sorry we shouldn't be talking about this. I'm gonna go." And then as quick as it was there, gone. The fleeting moment of realism that he could seek out from her eyes was gone. That was something to take back.

"Before you do, Cadet, I would like to ask you something."

She turned back to look at him. "Yes, Commander?" Her eyes were stoic. Her face held no expression, something that he supposed she used to give her excuses realism. Nothing was ever simple with her. Nothing ever could be. He understood that. They were different. She hadn't done this with anyone before, probably including herself. She never allowed herself to allow people to dig deeper than what she absolutely had to let them dig.

"I would like to meet with you again, outside of my classroom. May we have a meal together?"

She blushed. She'd heard cruder things than that, but it was surprising. It was from him. It was something she never expected. She smiled after that. "Are you asking me out?"

"Yes, I believe that is the terran way of expressing this." He was cute. God, he was cute. Sometimes he made her hate him, but there was something about the comfort of talking to him and the way he was so different than anyone she met.

She suddenly realized who everyone expected her to be. She knew what it would mean if she was seen out with him. She knew what it would do to her career. She knew what it would do to his career. She liked him. She couldn't do that to him. He was good to her. He wasn't like the rest. "Commander, I don't know." She wrung her hands. She wanted to, but she didn't want to hurt him.

"I understand, Cadet." God, she couldn't bear the look in his eyes. He actually looked like he had emotions and she looked up to the ceiling. Why did this have to be so hard? He looked hurt that she didn't want to this. She couldn't leave him like that. It wasn't right.

"However," Her lip quirked into a smile. "I think it would acceptable to share a meal and talk. Maybe this weekend? I don't know. We should talk about this later." She lit up. She did want this. She wanted to know about him, wanted him to know her. Maybe, he would be able to be the one thing that she had never had in her life. She couldn't exactly label it, but it felt good to have someone who could fit in that unlabeled spot. "I really must go though." She looked at him in the eyes. "Goodbye, Spock?" She questioned. She didn't know if he wanted her to call him that. She had always been comfortable calling him commander.

"Live long and Prosper, Roxanne." His lip twitched into a barely there smile. If she didn't see the twitch, she would have sworn she was hallucinating. She turned back and left the classroom. She had some hope for her weekend. Something to look forward to when there was nothing.

--Star Trek 2009--

She came to her room and she couldn't stop smiling. This was amazing. She would have to clear the air with Adonis. While Spock was amazing, Adonis was her oldest friend and she wanted to keep that. Jillian was in the room, and looked at her smiling friend. "So what happened to you?" Jill asked. She hadn't seen her friend this happy in a long time. There were times, but never as significant as this. And this was usually after defiling a public place with a lover. Roxanne never did that during days she had class though, so something was afoot.

"You won't believe it." Roxanne said with a shine in her eye. "Spock, the commander and the future first officer on the Enterprise asked me out to share a meal with him. There's so much about that man that continually surprises me."

"I thought you hated him."

"No, at first, no doubt I loathed him. But he's so smart and he listens. He doesn't want to get in my pants at first look. He respects my decisions. There is so much there. There's Vulcan, but there's also human. He's a man like no other." She smiled.

"Roxanne, this sounds like serious. You actually sound like you like this guy. And not like the like that you have with other guys. You sound like you like the insides of this guy and not just the outside. Which is a very good thing."

"Yeah. He's something that I haven't known ever. He makes me feel special. He makes me feel like I'm not just some plaything that men like to play with. He makes me feel worth something."

This stunned Jillian. It stunned Roxanne. She hadn't known anything other than sex from men. Every single one of the men who had stepped into her life wanted it. She had never expected anything more. "Wow."

Roxanne smiled. "Is that all you can say now?" She asked. It wasn't a serious jibe and it wasn't anything like something of a stab.

"I'm sorry honey. It's just you and no one ever expects this from you." Jillybean hugged her friend. "So when is this sharing of a meal?" Jillian had a feeling that something about Spock was similar in Roxanne. They shared something more than just conversations. Jillian wanted to much more about Spock and his history, to see what her friend was getting into.

"It's this weekend. So I'm not going to clubs or dancing this weekend." She had a million things going on in her head. "Speaking of which, I need to talk to Adonis. Since the fight, we haven't talked and I don't want to go on this date without clearing the air with him. He's my best friend. I feel bad about the fight with him. I just wanted him to realize that this meant so much to me."

"Especially now." Her friend snickered under her breath.

"Go on, laugh it up all you want. Who has been the only one in this room to actually have anything noteworthy in that department?"

"You know Carol and Cordelia and gonna freak out when they hear that you are actually committing to something. This class is doing more for you than just fulfilling a class credit. It's probably the smartest move you've made in the three years you've been here."

"I know. Oh, believe it, I know. This thing has done more for me than I ever thought."

"So you taking the Kyboashi Maru soon? I mean you're the only one who would even be of need it of in our little group."

"A few week before semester ends."

"So you're doing pretty good. I'm glad that you have all of this coming together for you. It couldn't be more perfect for you. Just remember, Spock isn't like other guys, don't let him take advantage of you, babe."

"I won't."

"Good." Jillian said. "Now go to bed. You have a big week this week. You'll have a even bigger weekend." Roxanne took the advice of her friend and went to bed. Wow, someone was smiling down. She went to bed with a smile on her face. Who knew what the future held for her. She felt like there was nothing that could stop her. She wanted to go far. Was this just a start of her brand new future? She didn't know, but she hoped so. She wanted things to keep getting better for her. The semester started by boding ill for her, but it was getting better. It was changing her luck.

--Star trek 2009--

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