Star Trek Short Fiction

Heat Stroke

Author: Rain

Pairing: James T. Kirk X Spock

Rating: (

probably)

PG-13

That's right.

Disclaimer:

All plots and stories come from the author's thoughts. As for the cool and cute characters, they come from movies and series.

Star Trek

yes

Warning: SPOILER of Star Trek 2009 [

The author has never seen the other parts.]

Summary: Kirk is sick! And who the hell in this galaxy would be the perfect one to take care of him, if its notAh, yes. You know obviously that it must be Mr. Spock!

“All units, please take note. We are about to touch down in three minutes. Please everyone prepare to take up your positions immediately on standby. Thank you,” young Chekhov announced into the microphone from the control room with a cheerful tone and expression on his face. before turning to give Hikaru a wide smile. Zulu sitting on the side

"I'm so glad to be able to go home," said the young boy. His full Russian accent still drew a faint smile from Zulu. Even though the other party had listened to it until they were used to it. Throughout the past two weeks or so, the ship

U.S.S Enterprise

Just finished my latest mission on an expedition. and confirm the safety of space above the former Vulcan airspace. The purpose was to reassure the stars of the Alliance that They had not been the target of any terrorist acts like the Vulcans had just experienced.

“Scott called Captain Kirk. The landing point at Airport No. 66 has been confirmed, sir.” A genuine Scottish English voice came over the loudspeakers. James T. Kirk, who was leaning back in his captain's chair, answered softly with a weak expression. Okay, thanks Scotty.”

The young sailor in a dark blue uniform looked over at his captain and furrowed his brows. "Your tone is strange, Captain. Are you sick?"

Kirk used the back of his hand to wipe away the sweat that was beading on his face. before answering Spock's question lazily, "No."

“But this is the first time. You spoke to me without any intention of sarcasm, bite, or irritation hidden in the sentence. Something told me something was definitely wrong. Your actions are unreasonable,” Spock protested quietly.

Kirk frowned as he asked back. “What do you mean? Doesn't make sense??”

“James T. Kirk's nature is that of a nervous man. Therefore, when you stop doing that, it means that something is wrong and affects you to lose some of your individuality. That includes the ability to annoy others...Yes, Captain,” the skilled, half-Vulcan lieutenant explained with a straight face, not forgetting to end his sentence with a polite ending...

After all, this man is our captain... giving him the honor that is appropriate to his status. would be considered reasonable

Kirk's face immediately changed from just scowling to grim. The young captain frowned in displeasure. while muttering, “You're just trying to use logic. Or are you trying to get into trouble with me? Mr. Spock?” The young man tried to catch his breath and used the word Mr. Spock instead of the word he really wanted to use, which was: The lucky, pointy-eared, cold ghost boy.

Spock didn't answer. His brain, along with his growing understanding of the Captain, told him that What the captain said was not a question that needed an answer. If it's just sarcasm to satisfy your own irritation. Ah...he's returned to his old self.

Bright lips lifted up into a slight smile. Spock then turned his attention back to his computer screen. Leaving Kirk gnashing his teeth because he was tricked and scolded. Plus, the person who curses has a smooth face and just ignores each other.

“Captain, we are now 42000 meters from the landing site,” Chekhov reported.

Kirk nodded. “You can turn off the warp machine, Mr. Sulu.”

Then the young man pressed for Bones. Or Dr. McCoy A dear friend who serves as the head of the ship's medical unit.

"This is Kirk, call Dr. McCoy."

“Is there something I can help you with, Captain?” the person on the other end of the line responded politely. But there's a slight hint of mockery.

“Well, I don't feel well...my eyes are variegated. And then he was completely shaken. I would like you to help me check it out.”

"Since when?" Bones' voice suddenly became serious. He hurriedly assumed the spirit of a first-class doctor and debriefed Kirk's general condition without delay.

“Dizziness...double vision My body is hot...I feel weak. Plus a headache... symptoms like this It's not good." Bones muttered before adding, “You probably need to have blood drawn to test. to be clearly specified Let's just say that the spacecraft has already landed. You hurry and come to Nurse Unit No. 3's room, and I'll wait.”

Bones cuts off contact as Kirk gestures to say something. But then he changed his mind. How can I tell you...that right now he's so exhausted he can barely stand up...he's about to die of embarrassment.

About half a minute later, the ship

U.S.S Enterprise

It then landed at Airport No. 66 for maintenance before being sent on standby to the Starfleet space station again. The crew packed up their things and left the ship, all excited to be home. No one in the control room noticed that their captain was still sweating.

Kirk is considering that. While waiting for the crew to disappear, he crawled out of the ship. I'm willing to lose face for a bit and ask someone to help me. Which one will make more sense? Just then, a hand was extended in front of my face.

Spock's hand...the ship's bow.

Kirk's eyes wandered from the hand with the slender fingers. Up he met a pair of beautiful, dark eyes that were looking down at him with a calm expression. almost semi-cold and found it very difficult to read

“I would like to confirm that I offer this assistance in the most sincere way. And I will carry you all the way to your room or wherever you want without hurting your feelings at all, Captain. Even though the Captain is so weak he can barely walk on his own. It will be so funny that I would rather tell it to all my students.”

Spock said as if he knew the other's thoughts. Meanwhile, Kirk couldn't help but smile. Even though in my heart I was extremely annoyed at Spock.

Well...it's not me sometimes and then...that pointed eyebrow...!

Kirk reached out and grabbed Spock's arm. before slowly lifting his body up from his seat. Spock shook his head at the uncharacteristically limp appearance of the hot-blooded captain. He wrapped his free hand around Kirk's waist for support. Then he asked with a straight face, "I'm guessing you don't want me to carry you off in princess pose?"

“Of course!!” Kirk immediately retorted. His handsome face twisted as he imagined himself in Spock's arms. This doesn't even count the rumors that may spread in an unknown direction... The young captain of

U.S.S Enterprise

Secretly having a secret relationship with a very handsome and talented ship captain...yes, handsome and talented, that's what most girls agree on about Spock. But for him? Just the thought of being in the news with this guy makes me crazy. He hopes to lose his reputation and not have sex with women for the rest of his life! “Think about the benefits and disadvantages, Spock.

Even when I thought about my gums, I knew that doing that would be so, so unreasonable!”

Spock shrugged, he liked how Kirk often curtly called him by his name when he wasn't on duty. The young man thought that this kind of feeling was close to friendship. However, he couldn't be sure because "friend" was something he had never had before. No matter before...or now, however

As one of the crew of

U.S.S Enterprise

Spock finds it easy to work with everyone here. It brought an indescribable warmth to my heart. And he had to admit that Ever since we started dating Jim...even though we weren't close friends. But just hang out together every once in a while. As a result, many people came to greet him more often. Which Spock doesn't mind at all, for once.

He had expressed his doubts out loud about the reason why so many people suddenly started befriending him. He clearly knew that Kirk was unmistakably a factor in this change. Stuck where he couldn't understand the reason. And that's when To which Kirk gives an extremely ordinary answer. But it was so obvious that Spock himself couldn't believe he hadn't thought of it.

“You seem less scary around me. It makes people around you relax and dare to approach you,” Kirk said.

“Do I look scary?” Spock asked in an innocent voice. The next moment, his captain burst into laughter.

“No, Spock, not at all...I dare you to swear. That to me...you're even cute.”

Spock's tall, slender body froze for a moment. He turned away from Kirk with an indescribable feeling. But if at that time Spock had looked in the mirror He would be even more shocked and confused to find out that he might be the first Vulcan in the galaxy to blush so much...!

“Spock...hey! Spock,” came the voice of Kirk, who was staggering in his arms. Bring Spock, who is reminiscing about his troubled days, back to the present. He nodded and accepted the request to be taken to Medical Unit 3. There Bones was waiting with all his equipment.

About 5 minutes later

“Endorian Shingles!!!?” Kirk shouted in horror. His hands felt around his eyes automatically because he still remembered the spine-chilling threat Bones had said when they first met.

...Try sitting next to a person with Endorian shingles. Then you'll know if you'll chill out when your eyeballs bleed...

“Yes, Endorian shingles,” Bones confirmed, “but don't be afraid, friend. His condition isn't that serious yet. I've already given the injection. But you will still be this tired for another 48 hours. In any case, go back to your room and rest until you feel better.”

“Thank you, Bones. But...that new room he gave me when I officially got my promotion. I can't go right. Where is it?”

Bones frowned. “Oh...that's true. Since being promoted You're operating on the ship almost all the time..."

“If you two are talking about the special quarters for Captains and other elite Starfleet personnel, then I know you. I can lead the way,” said Spock, who had been standing still at the patient's bedside the entire time. before adding that “And I also happen to know the captain's room number.”

“Are you my secret fan, Spock?” Kirk asked, unable to resist.

“Even if I transform into a woman And you're the only man left in this universe...I wouldn't mind looking at you, Captain, but the room you've moved to is. It's across from my room.”

“Come on, you two...stop arguing. At least if my mouth isn't tired. You should know how to feel sorry for people like me who have had to listen to you guys fighting each other since I was on the ship!" Bones, as a mediator, shouted sternly. "So, I'm going to have to ask for your help, Commander, and I'd like to. I'll give you a little warning too.

If you don't want to become a necessary nurse. Waiting to feed rice and water and wiped myself off for this guy After sending Jim into the room...you should find someone to help monitor his condition. The medicine I injected just now. It has quite a strong effect. I was worried that Jim might have an allergic reaction to the medicine and go into shock.

He's crazy sensitive to medicine. Fold it open!"

Spock nodded his head slowly with a neutral expression. The tall figure slipped an arm into Kirk's back and helped him off the bed. To which Kirk moved easily. After a few minutes Kirk, reclining comfortably in his wheelchair, was stopped in front of a pair of elegant silver doors. The young man swelled with pride when he noticed a small, gem-encrusted plaque with the name “James Tiberius Kirk: Captain.

U.S.S Enterprise”

Are you stuck?

"Not bad at all," he turned to smile at Spock. Of course, the other party didn't smile back.

Inside, Kirk's brand new room is spacious and charming, with a design that perfectly blends classic design with modern technology. The young captain looked around him with twinkling eyes. and even cried out loud "Wow" when he saw the bedroom, which was covered with a clean white Persian carpet.

A king-sized bed stood out in the center of the room. Plus a flat screen TV mounted on the wall. and a glass tank with colorful fish swimming happily in the water was placed just below.

“Just seeing it makes you feel sick immediately~” The room was so bright. I guarantee that no girl will dare to reject him. "It's a pity that the person who showed up in the room happened to be you. Sigh..."

Spock sighed tiredly at the woman in front of him. Along with wondering Even though Kirk himself had many women in his life. But why don't you seriously think about it with someone?

“Jim,” the tall man called the other person's nickname softly. Then Kirk looked over at him and raised an eyebrow. “Huh?”

Spock was silent for a moment before changing his mind. “No...no, nothing.” You'd better not, because we're not close enough to him to ask such a personal question. It's inappropriate.

But even though we kindly know that it's not appropriate...why are we so worried that we can just let it out?

“You probably want to get some sleep, right? Come on...I'll help you,” Spock said hurriedly to conceal the strange feeling that flashed through his heart. He gently helped Kirk's body sit on the soft bed. and even took off his boots for the other person. When he saw that the sick person looked so agitated that he could hardly bend his body.

“Thank you,” the young captain gave Spock a wistful smile. Strangely, for a moment he felt that this fellow Vulcan's touch was more gentle than any woman he had ever met. Kirk watched as Spock carefully arranged pillows so he could lie down easily. Those warm hands

It looks so fragile that it is hard to believe that it has been through many battles in the vastness of space. And then suddenly... without warning Kirk reached out and touched the tips of his slender fingers, holding them together with his rather rough hands.

Spock was taken aback by Kirk's actions. Dark eyes widened as he bent down to meet light eyes that stared at him without a trace of wavering.

“What are you doing?”

“I want you to stay with me,” Kirk replied confidently. Even though he still didn't know why...but he believed without a doubt. That this is what my heart desires

“I want you to stay with me,” the young man repeated. “Don't follow the others...I want you to take care of me.”

There was silence for a long time.

Spock looked away from his captain. before answering in a voice that tried to sound calm. It's different from the heart that beats irregularly. "I'm happy to take care of you...if that's what you want."

Kirk immediately followed up with a question. “What if I want more?”

Spock was stunned and confused as if his brain couldn't process a reasonable answer. What's worse? I mean, he started to blush again.

"Spock?" Kirk whispered his name softly. His hand exerted only a slight twitch. But it was enough to pull the tall figure down to sit side by side.

I like it when you call me my name... Spock thought to himself... I like it when you call me my name. And I want to ask you...

Spock couldn't stop himself anymore. He heard the last sentence come out loud and clear in his own low voice.

“Can I call you again?”

As soon as I finished speaking Spock couldn't help but raise his head to see his opponent's reaction. The reflection of his own face flashed in Kirk's bright eyes. This made the young man truly regret not having undergone the Kolinar ceremony to completely get rid of his emotions according to Vulcan custom. Because sometimes...

Might it help his face turn a little less red?

"I'll call as many more...as many as you want," Kirk promised. before quickly adding that “But you must answer my question first.”

"If I want more than that..."

The young captain said, tightening his grip on the soft hand of the man in front of him. Damn it, my God…it's Spock!! What are we saying...what are we doing?? "If I want more than that..."

Oh...I want to go crazy! What exactly do we want?!? Never mind!!

"...Will you...will you give it to me?"

"I... probably will," Spock answered faster than anyone dared to dream. Kirk held his breath.

“Probably will give...no matter what it is.”

“Are you kidding me? Is it really reasonable to do that?” Even though the tall man's answer was exactly what he wanted, If Kirk couldn't help but ask nervously.

"I don't know," Spock admitted, unconsciously leaning his handsome face closer to his captain's… their lips just inches apart. And Kirk could feel Spock's warm breath as he continued. “I don't even know if that would make sense. I just answered as I thought. And I hope you don't ask for anything beyond my abilities.”

Kirk grinned. “Who ordered you to learn to speak irresponsibly like this?”

Spock raised his eyebrows in a way that Kirk understood immediately without even having to say it. that the other party intended to tell him, "Well, that's you."

Kirk slowly lay down on his back. And after that, he let Spock cover him with a blanket and give him a mild sleeping pill according to Bones' orders. The young man was still trying to figure it out. What exactly is it that he desires from Spock? But doing so gave him a headache.

"Let's get better before it's too late," Spock said, as if reading his thoughts. Kirk sometimes wonders... do Vulcans really have the ability to read minds?

"It's not what you think, Jim," Spock muttered, giving him a rare smile. Unfortunately, the young man may never know. His captain's spirits couldn't stop...just like him. “You're just easier to read than other people...in some ways.”

And because of that...I want to get to know you more...

And one day, the word friendship will help define who we are.