" Why doesn't my darling son, have a wife?" Kirk sighed, he leaned against his kitchen counter, running his hand through his hair.

" She's not, yet..."

His mother then pleaded to know her name. Kirk stared at a picture of Uhura.

" Mom, you don't care what race my girlfriend is...?"

" Of course not, Honey- as long as you love her... And as long she isn't a jailbird..." Kirk laughed.

" Her name is Uhura, and she's African- American, I'll give you a picture." He e-mailed her the picture.

" She's beautiful."

" Thank you, I try to please my mommy." Then somehow she wanted to meet her, which led Kirk to Uhura's house, beggin on his knees for her to be his temp lover. She stood hands on hips.

" Pretty please with Spock on top...?" She raised her brow.

" Why should I help you?"

" Because I'm your Captain, friend, and suitor- well used to be." She was about to say no again, when kirk hugged her torso.

Kirk knew she has romantics for neighbors, so he had to act like the love lorn lover.

" Please, Baby, I love you! Why won't you love me!?" Uhura looked around, then pulled him into her house.

" Fine. But why?"

Kirk pouted.

" Because I didn't want to disappoint my mommy, especially when it's Christmas season..." He gave her puppy dog eyes.

" I understand."

...

She couldn't believe that she had to spruce up Kirk's house with her womanly 'touch'. Along with forged pictures of them as a couple, making a scrap book of their 'love'.

She even had them dressed as the 'cute couple' She set a plate of cookies on the table on the table.

" Thanks, muffin."

" Your welcome, Sweetie."

...

Mrs. and Mr. Kirk stared at their son's house. It was picture esque.

" It's beautiful."

Kirk opened the door in plaid pajamas and a simple shirt, smiling.

" Mom... and Dad..." They came in, and saw their decorated Christmas tree, pictures of him and Uhura were on the tree as well.

" So, you and her?" His dad asked, Kirk nodded, staring at the tree.

" Yep, that's my girl. He looked at the kitchen.

" Yo, Baby." Uhura came, holding a plate of cookies, in a cute skirt and blouse, similar to kirk's apparel, plaid skirt, white blouse. She smiled.

" Hello."

" So you're Uhura, my son always talks about you."

" Oh?" Uhura looked at Kirk.

Kirk gestured to the couch.

" Why don't we sit down, and I 'll tell you, what I said about you." They sat, Uhura put the cookies down on the table with the drinks.

Kirk sat with her on the two- seater couch.

" I said how I couldn't stand be without my sweet honey, and that I'm like a love starved puppy." Kirk laughed.

" Really?" Then Uhura knew Kirk would want her to show some PDA. So when his parents were in seeing distance, she wrapped her arms around him.

" Hey, Sweetie," She cooed, kissing his cheek. Kirk blushed.

" Uhura, my mom's in the living room..." She cupped his cheek.

Kirk nuzzled their noses together.

He hoped his mother would think their in love-

- and hope Spock doesn't find out.