Starfleet Academy Fic

Santa Baby, Part 2

“How many of those have you had?” Nyota asked Spock as she pointed to his peppermint mocha martini.

“This is my first today.”

She picked up her mule. “How many have you had since you’ve been coming to this place?”

“Six counting today.”

“Spock!” She laughed behind her hand. “I can’t say I’m thrilled with your choice, but you should just ask him.”

“I’ve been hoping to work up the courage.” Spock took a sip of the martini. “What is your objection?”

“I wouldn’t call it an objection exactly. I just wish it was someone other than Kirk.”

“You do not like him?”

Nyota shrugged. “Just a bit full of himself. And I’m pretty sure he feels the same about me.”

“I am afraid it might be pointless.”

“Why?”

“He seems rather close to Leonard McCoy.”

She shook her head. “I don’t think they’re involved. I think McCoy is strictly hetero. Shh. Here comes Kirk. Now’s your chance.”

Spock’s eyes widened. “With you here?”

She smirked. “Just wait.”

Kirk sauntered over to them. “Need any refills?”

Nyota set her mule down. “I’m off to the ladies room. If you wouldn’t mind checking with me when I return?”

“Okay.” Kirk’s gaze followed her and then he looked back at Spock. “What about you, cutie? Another one?”

Spock did not miss Kirk calling him ‘cutie’. That had to mean something.

“I do not require another martini at present. However, I would like to make an inquiry.”

Kirk looked puzzled. “Yeah. Okay? What?”

“I would like to inquire as to whether—”

Kirk’s hip beeped.

“Shoot. Hang on.” His hand shimmied down the tight red shorts and fished out a small communicator. “Damn it. I really need to take this. Sorry.”

He took a few steps away from Spock and flipped it open.

“Mom? What’s up?”

The one good thing that came of the interruption, Spock thought as he took another sip of his drink, was that Kirk had turned his back to Spock, giving Spock a perfect look at the bottom straining the sequined shorts.

He sighed and took a larger swallow of the martini, his brain beginning to feel quite fuzzy.

December 5, 2025

Flash Fic, November 26, 2024

Jim’s mother picked them up from the shuttlebay when they arrived the Wednesday afternoon before Thanksgiving. Leonard McCoy had accompanied them.

She hugged Jim for a long time, then turned to McCoy.

“Leonard, it’s good to see you again. I’m so glad you decided to come along.”

“Thank you for having me.”

She turned to Spock. “And you’re Spock. I wish I could say I’ve heard a lot about you, but Jim’s tightlipped.”

Jim laughed. “Mom.”

“Nevertheless, I’m happy you’re here. I know you’re a vegetarian so have no fear, I have dishes that are Vulcan friendly.”

“That is kind of you, madam.”

“Winona, please. Now let’s get a move on, There’s a chance of snow later and I want us all safely settled and, in the farmhouse, where it’s warm and cozy.”

Spock had to agree a short time later when they arrived at the farmhouse that it was nicely warm and welcoming.

He was even given a room with Jim, which he hadn’t been sure that would be the case.

“Oh, please. I’m not naïve,” she’d them. “Way back when I was your age, George’s mom made us have separate bedrooms at Christmas and he snuck into my room anyway. Now that I think about it, I think that’s when your brother was conceived.”

Jim winced. “We sure didn’t need to hear that, Mom.”

She chuckled, wrapped them in embraces and then led all three of them back downstairs to where she built a fire in the fireplace.

“It’s really nice to have someone in this house other than me again,” Winona told them.

Jim who sat beside her, patted her arm. “It’s nice for us too.”

“I wish Sam would…” She sighed.

“You can’t change him. Let’s just be happy with what we have here this time.”

“You’re right of course, Jimmy. Let me tell you what we’re having tomorrow. Turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, squash, broccoli, pie and—”

Jim smiled at Spock over his mother’s head and Spock felt very warm indeed.

November 26, 2024

Flash Fic, October 02, 2024

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Jim had just selected a plate of Salisbury steak and mashed potatoes at the Academy cafeteria and was headed to a table when Bones scooted up to him to join him.

“Did you see that?”

“See what?”

Bone smirked. “Seems like Spock is back from his field trip. And he’s cozying up with Cadet Uhura.”

Jim followed his gaze to see Spock indeed at a table in the cafeteria with Uhura seated beside them.

He laughed. “So?”

Jim found them a seat at a small table fairly close to the cafeteria line. After all he might be still hungry and want something more.

As Bones sat across from him, took that opportunity to eyeball his friend’s plate to see what he’d selected for lunch. Generally Bones was one of those eat your veggies kind of guy, being a doctor after all, so Jim found he rarely picked food off the other man’s plate. Still he was curious.

“At least you covered those vegetables in cheese sauce,” Jim commented. “It saved them.”

“You should eat more veggies, young man,” Bones said, waving his fork at Jim. “You’re not worried?”

Jim cut off a piece of Salisbury steak. “About?”

“Spock and Uhura. They look a bit cozy.”

Jim laughed and shook his head. “Some people say that about us.”

“What?”

“You and me, Bonesy. That we look a little…close.”

Bones pulled back and grimaced. “That’s gross.”

“Hey!”

“I don’t mean it like that. I mean you’re like my brother from another mother. I don’t think of you like that.”

“Same. And that’s my point. What makes you think those two are any different?”

“Well. I guess you have a point. And being a Vulcan I suppose he wouldn’t be wining and dining you and her at the same time. Or I don’t think so anyway.”

“Not likely, yeah. I think they met at the chess club, too.”

“She plays chess?”

“Why wouldn’t she?”

His friend shrugged. “Just thought that chess club was for dweebs like you and Spock.”

Jim rolled his eyes.

Bones chuckled. “What do you suppose her chess name is?”

“TooStuckUp?” Jim joked. “I’m totally kidding. I only met her once, I don’t really know her.”

“If she really is a close friend of Spock’s you’ll probably have to get to know her.”

“True. And same with you and Spock.”

“Grr.” Bones looked up. “Speak of the devil.”

“Jim. Doctor.”

Jim grinned. “Hiya! You’re back.”

“Indeed. I arrived back from the excursion an hour ago. I was having lunch when I noticed you over here with Doctor McCoy. Do you have other courses for the day?”

“Yep. One more after I finish here. You?”

“I am done for the day but will be taking advisory appointments at my office for an hour. If you are available after your class, perhaps you might meet me at my apartment.”

“Of course, I will. See you in a bit.”

Spock nodded at Bones. “Doctor.”

Bones scowled. “Professor.”

Jim shook his head and smiled as Spock walked away, leaving the cafeteria with Uhura who had waited for him by the exit door.

“Play nice.”

“I’m always nice. Weird she didn’t come with him to say hi.”

“Nah, I’m not bothered by it.”

“Since when did you get so mellow?” Bones demanded.

“I’m maturing.”

“In a pig’s eye.”

October 2, 2024

Flash Fic, September 26, 2024

Some Jim and Bones for the win

Jim was maybe a little on cloud nine when he returned to his dorm room that night. A little tipsy too, maybe.

“You look nice,” Bones greeted him. He was seated at his task beating up on his computer terminal. “Surprised to see you though after your hot date.”

Jim smiled dreamily and pulled up a chair to sit by his friend. “Spock had a very early field trip planned with his geology class. Some rock museum or whatever.”

Bones scowled. “Glad I’m not in that class.”

“Mm. I suppose as a doctor you don’t need to learn about rocks.”

“I can tell you to kick a pile of them.”

Jim laughed. “Need help?”

“With this test? Not unless you have some special knowledge of the guts of Orions or something.”

He half-closed his eyes. “I know something of the anatomy of Orions.”

“Screwing them doesn’t count,” Bones advised him. He paused. “Spock? You had to pick Spock?”

“Fate picked him.”

“Gimme a break.”

He laughed again. “No really. I really was just playing a chess match with him that first time. I didn’t even know who ChessMaster was. Or is. And lo and behold it was Spock.”

“Behold.” Bones snorted. “Why didn’t you just kick his ass at chess and be done with it.”

“Well, I did do that but we discovered our very mutual attraction. It wasn’t, you know, intentional. I mean it was. But not because you hate him or anything.”

“Hmm. Should I be looking for a new roommate? You going to start playing house with the Vulcan?”

“That seems a bit fast.”

“Agreed. But you’ve already been moving in that direction, so I wondered.”

“I haven’t even thought about that. I’m just having a really good time.”

“Does he know it’s just a good time?”

“Bones.” Jim shook his head. “You don’t need to worry about me or him. We’re fine. I can take care of myself. I met his parents tonight.”

“His parents?” Bones stared at him. “Jim, that implies seriousness.”

“I’m not unserious.”

“Jim—”

“Look, we went to McKinley’s.”

“Wow, that’s a nice place. He’s really laying it on thick.”

Jim ignored that. “And his parents happened to be there too. They’re visiting Earth. Pop’s an Ambassador.”

“I doubt Spock called him Pop.”

Jim chuckled. “I’d pay a large amount of credits to see his father’s face when he did.”

Bones cracked a smile.

“Anyway, they seem nice. I probably am going to have dinner with them another night.”

“So you are serious about him.”

“I’m really not thinking that far ahead, Bones. I just want to see where this takes me.”

“You’ve never met parents before, have you?”

“Truth be told some of my past lovers didn’t think I was very presentable for that.”

“You do seem on your best behavior with Spock.”

Jim got up from his chair. “I’ll stop bugging you and let you study. I’m going to take a long hot shower and call it a night. If you hear me belting out ‘I Could Have Danced All Night’ from the shower, ignore me.”

“My pleasure.”

Jim laughed, bent down, and kissed the top of Bones’ head. “Night, grumpy.”

“Night.”

September 26, 2024

Flash Fic, September 24, 2024

They had just been seated for dinner at a restaurant known for an extensive selection of meat, seafood, vegetarian and even Vulcan specific dishes that Spock had chosen for their first “real” date. Jim seemed pleased by his choice so Spock knew he had done well.

The waiter had just taken their drink order, when Spock heard a familiar voice.

“Spock! It is you.”

And suddenly his mother and father were next to their booth gazing down at Spock and his date.

“Mother, Father,” he greeted them.

Mother beamed. “I didn’t expect to run into you tonight. And who is this?”

Jim had that look Humans called ‘deer in the headlights’ on his face but he was also attempting to smile.

“This is Jim Kirk. My parents.”

“Nice to meet you.”

His mother opened her mouth to say something, but Sarek spoke up first.

“We planned to dine here tonight, perhaps we will join you.”

Now Spock suspected his own expression mirrored Jim’s. “I am here on my first—”

His mother turned to his father. “Not now, darling. I suspect Spock would rather wait to schedule a time to dine with us. Spock, dearest, I’ll contact you later to choose a time and day. It’s wonderful to meet you, Jim. Perhaps we will see you again?”

Jim’s smile was more genuine now. “Perhaps.”

They moved away and he could see his mother whispering in his father’s ear.

“I apologize,” Spock said. “I assure you that was not some sort of setup.”

Jim laughed. “I never thought it was.”

“Good. They can be…overbearing sometimes.”

“I get it. My mother’s the same way? When we first met for our chess match she was all over me as to whether it was a date. She’s always trying to find me a significant other.”

Spock arched a brow. “Is she?”

“Mm. She already has my brother settled. Sam left home when we were kids. The reasons don’t really matter, but after he reentered our lives, he got married and had a kid. They’re settled on Deneva. Mom has been working on me ever since.”

“I see. Have you told her about me?”

“Not yet.” Jim laughed again. “She’d be picking out China patterns.”

Spock shook his head. “I understand. But…would you be averse to joining me for a meal with my parents? I would understand if you would rather not. I know the timing is quite soon in our relationship. It is merely that their visit to Earth is now. No pressure though. As I said, I understand.”

“To be honest, meeting the parents isn’t something I’ve ever done before. My relationships, if you can call them that, never reached that point. But I guess technically I’ve already met them tonight.” Jim shrugged. “So, sure. I’d come with you.”

Spock was relieved to hear it as he believed it meant that Jim was serious about their future. As a Vulcan, he did not wish to participate in a casual relationship.

“In the meantime, let’s enjoy this parent-free dinner.”

“Indeed,” Spock agreed.

September 24, 2024

Flash Fic, September 13, 2024

Somehow Jim ended up being victorious two chess games in a row with Spock, and he’d have been a little surprised except Spock had seemed distracted since Jim had arrived at his apartment.

Rather than set up a third match, they’d moved over to the sofa in Spock’s apartment. He’d made them tea but neither of them had taken more than a sip.

“Are you okay?” Jim asked. “You don’t seem very much into chess tonight. I would have been all right if you’d wanted to cancel.”

Spock shook his head. “I did not want to cancel. But you are correct that I am perhaps distracted. I received communication from my mother that my parents will be coming to San Francisco next week.”

“That’s not a good thing?”

“Seeing my mother is, of course, pleasing, but my father and I have not spoken since we argued over my decision to enlist in Starfleet rather than accept enrollment at the Vulcan Science Academy. I made something of a scene in front of the acceptance board.”

“Your dad was embarrassed?”

“Vulcans do not feel embarrassment.” Spock’s lips twitched slightly at Jim’s raised brows. “Or at any rate, we do not acknowledge when we do. I believe a visit with my parents may become awkward.”

“Why will they be here?”

“My father is the Vulcan Ambassador to Earth and will be attending Federation meetings. Mother is availing herself of the opportunity to see me and other members of our family who reside on Earth.”

“I definitely understand awkward family moments.” Jim smiled. “Maybe I can distract you from thinking about all that?”

“I do not know if I am up for another chess match,” Spock replied.

Jim laughed and shook his head. “That’s good, because I wasn’t planning on distracting you with my brilliant chess moves,”

“Then—”

Jim moved on the couch until he was basically straddling Spock’s lap. With one hand under Spock’s chin to lift his face upward, Jim pressed his mouth to Spock’s.

For a moment Spock did not react and he felt as stiff as a block wall. Jim feared he might have miscalculated and was preparing to stop his actions and form an apology.

But then Spock’s mouth softened under his, he groaned softly, and his hands came up to hold Jim to him. The kiss deepened and soon Jim found himself under Spock on the couch, their mouths slanting against each other hungrily.

When they paused to breath, Jim whispered, “Should we take this to the bedroom?”

September 13, 2024

Flash Fic, August 26, 2024

A continuation

Leonard “Bones” McCoy, Jim’s friend and dorm roommate, looked frazzled when Jim got home later that day. He wasn’t particularly concerned as Bones usually wore that look.

“Hey.”

Bones scowled. “Hey yourself. I’ve got a million tests to study for. I ordered a pizza. Should be here any moment.”

“Oh.” Jim nodded. “Good. But I won’t be here.”

“Huh? Why not?”

“I’ve got a chess match.”

His friend’s frown deepened. “I thought that was this afternoon.”

Jim smiled. “It was. But this is a rematch because I creamed the other player.”

“Hmm. Still a chess match at dinner time?”

“We’re, uh, going to eat too.”

Jim was well aware Bones was not a fan of Professor Spock. He hoped to keep Spock’s name out of this conversation.

“Eat? Is it a date?”

Jim laughed. “What? No. No, of course not. Just a chess match. And some food. With the other player.”

Bones stared at him for a moment. “What’s the player’s name?”

“Chess Master.”

“Pretty arrogant.”

“Yeah, but for a good reason.”

“Yet you won the match.”

“Well, you have to be pretty spectacular to beat me,” Jim said with a wink and a laugh.

Bones snorted. “Do they have a real name?”

“I’m sure they do. Doesn’t everyone? We’re keeping things pretty…on point. Chess Master and…”

His friend arched both brows.

“My alias,” Jim said smoothy.

“I probably don’t want to know.”

“You definitely don’t. Anyway, sorry, Bones. Raincheck on the pizza. If there’s any left I’ll have some for breakfast.”

“You’re being pretty evasive. Something you’re not telling me?’

“What? No.”

“What gender is Chess Master?”

“Male.”

“Species?”

Jim laughed. “What? Um. Human.” Which wasn’t a total lie. Spock was half.

“Be careful.”

“It’s just a chess match, Bones.”

“Not a damn date.”

Jim flashed a smile. “Nope.” He patted Bones’ arm. “Gotta get going. See you later.”

August 26, 2024

Flash Fic, August 14, 2024

Our chess boys are back

Though Spock hadn’t stated anything out loud, Jim could tell he was getting frustrated by Jim’s chess playing methods.

It was the tiny frown line between his brows and the almost subtle huff of breath each time he watched Jim lift a piece and hover it over the board.

Jim was used to surprising opponents. Back in the day, Sam ‘Sore Loser’ Kirk was legendary with the fits he threw when Jim declared “checkmate.”

Not long after he’d arrived in San Francico, Jim had left Pike himself perplexed and off-kilter as he had been forced to concede defeat.

But he could tell Spock was struggling with it more than most.

“Not used to losing huh?” Jim asked, casually lifting his iced coffee to his lips to take a drink.

Spock did not look at him. “That is hardly a conclusive outcome.”

Jim nodded even though Spock stared down at the board and wouldn’t see the movement. He couldn’t remember when he’d enjoyed a match this much. And despite what he’d told his mom it almost felt like a date.

Jim knew it wasn’t though. Spock was clearly attracted to him, but Jim had heard Vulcans stuck only with other Vulcans. Something about bonding as children or whatever. Jim didn’t know much about Spock, so for all he knew Spock could be full on Vulcan married. Too bad, because Jim would love to pursue something with Mister Tall Dark and Handsome.

Spock moved his piece. Looked up, arching a brow.

“That’s a brilliant move,” Jim said with an admiring smile.

“Indeed.”

Spock even looked a bit smug. It was quite cute really.

Jim leaned forward, moved his piece, and declared, “Checkmate.”

Spock’s gaze darted downward, then back up to Jim’s face.

“I think it’s conclusive now.”

“Not only are you too sexy, you are too smart,” Spock retorted.

Jim laughed. “Uh-huh.”

Spock pursed his lip. “I do not have time for a rematch at present. But perhaps, after dinner, we could play another match.”

“Okay. Here?”

“I was thinking my apartment after we finish eating.”

Jim blinked rapidly. “Oh.”

“Unless you have other plans?”

“I’ll break them.”

“Six-thirty then. I will send the address.”

August 14, 2024

Flash Fic, August 07, 2024

“I’m sorry, Mom. She went quick? That’s good.”

Jim was wandering around a quad area just off the biology building at Starfleet Academy. His mother had informed him that his great-aunt had passed away the day before. In all honesty Jim hadn’t seen her since he was a small boy and he hadn’t known her well, but his mother had. They had been close at one time.

“You need anything? Want me to come home? I could probably get a few days. Okay, just let me know.” Jim looked around the empty quad as he spoke into his communication device. “I was supposed to meet someone but looks like they aren’t coming.” He laughed. “No, not a date. This was a chess hookup with a club here at school. Okay, I’ll call you tomorrow. Bye.”

He rechecked the instructions about meeting at the quad by the biology building and the time it was supposed to be. Yep, stood up. Over a chess game.

Jim turned around and came face to face with a tall Vulcan male dressed all in black. His heart skipped a beat.

“Uh.”

An eyebrow shot up.

“Are you too sexy?”

Jim’s mouth dropped open. “What?”

The Vulcan huffed a slight breath. “Your information. Are you Toosexy?”

“Oh.” Jim licked his bottom lip and laughed. For a second he’d forgotten he’d used that silly nickname. “You must be ChessMaster.”

“Indeed. I apologize for being tardy. I was forced to deal with a classroom situation.”

Right. Now Jim knew who this was. Commander Spock. Jim had no classes with him but Bones did and complained non-stop about what an asshole the instructor was.

“Are you ready to play a match, Toosexy?”

Jim cleared his throat. “You probably should call me Jim. Jim Kirk.”

“Very well, Jim. Jim Kirk.”

Jim laughed. “You’re pretty funny.”

Spock’s lips twitched slightly. “I am quite sure no one has ever mentioned that before. My name is Spock.”

“Cool. I’m ready to trounce you.”:

“I am also quite sure that you will not.”

“Oh you are so on.” Jim started walking toward the hall that the chess club held matches in, but he stopped mid-stride when he noticed Spock…”Hey. Are you checking out my ass?”

Spock shrugged, unconcerned. “I believe that I am.”

Jim chuckled. This day was definitely starting to look up.

(likely to be continued)

August 7, 2024

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