Disclaimer: I DO NOT own anything Star Trek. I will not say this again:D

P.S: Sorry if this sucks-_-'

There were no sounds but the clinging of silver wear. The Uhura family was not used to quiet, especially since there were 3 teenage girls in the family.

Nyota noticed how Spock did not look up from his plate and spoke only once. When he needed salt. She found herself staring at him for a long time. Even Amanda had noticed. "Nyota, how come your sisters didn't come along?" She looked away quickly, embarrassed that she'd been caught.

" I actually have no idea. My mother would know why."

Catherine took on and Nyota kept observing Spock from the corner of her eye. "Our eldest Zana is at Starfleet and the one after her Tumaini is in camp." And I'm stuck here. Nyota thought to herself.

After dinner, the two women took their wine and headed for the garden while the two men headed for the office down the hall. It was just Nyota and Spock in the dining room. "So, what do you like to do for fun?" He raised his eyebrows. "Fun?"

"Yeah, fun. Like ride a bike, go watch a holographic video you know, fun." He looked at her. "I do not understand." How do you not understand the meaning of fun? "Oh. Okay. What do you do to pass the time?"

"I meditate…" is that all? This is so going to be a long three months. "And what do you like to do for 'fun'?" It was her turn to lift her eyebrows. "I do many things." This time, his eyebrows went up so high, they were barely noticeable. "Such as?"

"You'll have to find out." She stood up and walked away.

Never in his life had Spock had such an emotional response from a human. He needed to meditate on this. Perhaps his father…no he wouldn't ask his father about this. He would simply meditate and refer from asking questions that would lead to him shifting in his seat.

In her bedroom, Nyota let out a small scream. This guy is so boring. Why did I ever agree to coming here? She went to the drawer to take out a clean towel and brought it in the bathroom along with her shampoo and body wash. "If I'm going to be living here, might as well be comfortable." She entered the washroom and took a shower.

Spock sat in the middle of his bedroom in his meditative stance. He needed to get her out of his head. He had barely known her for a day and already she had gotten under his skin. He hated it and at the same time wanted it to continue.

TBC...if you want.