The muted thuds of the rain splattering against Spock's window appeared as if they were at war with the earth and were going on a suicide mission. It had been raining the whole day, and the rain hadn't given up as night fell.
Spock sat in the assuaging silence of his quarters, crossed legged on his meditation pad. The candles that were burning the past few hours finally burnt out. He breathed in the smell of his incense and uncrossed his legs.
Spock was quite fond of the rain due to a former experience. Whenever it rained he found himself staring outside, watching the beauty of the alien weather.
Spock stood up, forgetting about meditation. He took a deep breath and decided what he needed was sleep, oddly this time when he breathed in he smelt a familiar fragrance, lilacs and lavender…
"Uhura?" Spock asked, looking around his apartment. There was no one there. Apparently I am going insane.
"Computer, open the window." Spock demanded stepping back from the window as rain came into his apartment. He watched as it rained for a few minutes, but realized watching the rain was not keeping him from being distracted. Uhura was on his mind. He grabbed his heaviest coat and walked out of his quarters.
"Enter." Uhura said crossed-legged on her bed listening to T'Poy's song, the one Spock played for her. Her eyes were slightly rimmed with tears, but she knew she wouldn't cry.
Her professor stood before her. She quickly glanced across the room, unsure if her roommate was there or not. Apparently she was the only person in the room for some time, but hadn't realized it.
Uhura looked at Spock, almost laughing at the ironic situation. His clothing was soaked and he was smoothing out his wet hair.
"Spock, you're all wet!" Uhura said jumping up and walking to him. She knew physical contact wasn't best for their new teacher-student relationship, but she couldn't help herself to stop. Her hands shakily cupped his face as he looked into her eyes.
"Are you cold? Were you stuck in the storm?" Uhura asked surprised at the worry in her voice. His stare was intent and set on her eyes. For a second she lost her thoughts and closed her eyes, breathing in his scent. But her eyes were open within the next moment. She licked her lips as if she was deep in thoughts and stepped away from him.
Then without thinking she punched him in the arm. "How dare you come here so late? How dare you kiss me and tell me we can't continue this… this wonderful thing that just happened. And how dare you flirt with me and brush it off as if it was some game?" She asked her eyes narrowing. She knew she started it, but he completely played along and made things worst.
Spock stood there, silent. His expression was even more unreadable than ever. "It has been difficult for me to clear my head and meditate as usual. I tried to find the reason why I have been coming across this problem, but the only thing that came across my mind was you." Uhura stepped back once again, this time holding her hand up as if she was signing for him to wait.
She walked off into the darkness of her quarters and returned with an outfit. A very familiar one at that; his outfit. She handed it to him and closed her door, forgetting to tell him to change. Spock stared at the door for a few seconds, wondering if she wanted him to leave, or change his clothes. The door slid open with a whoosh and revealed a red cheeked Uhura.
"I think it would be best if you changed into something more comfortable." Uhura said, closing the door once more. Spock quickly changed into his Starfleet uniform and breathed in deeply. His clothing smelled like Uhura. The tiniest smile appeared on Spock's face at the thought of his clothing being stained with the smell of her.
The door to her room slid open once again. Uhura led him to sit in a chair, about half a foot away from her bed. Spock looked around at the room, trying to see as much as the dim lights allowed him. Her room was tidy, well at least her side of the room. There were a few pictures on her dresser and wall, but not of her, other cadets and people he supposed were her family.
His eyes stopped at one spot on her dresser, where a basket of lotions and shampoos and other random hygiene items sat. So that was the source of her pleasant smell. Uhura watched Spock curiously as he studied her room. His gaze finally traveled to her. She was sitting on her bed, leaning against the wall with her knees pushed up to her chest.
Her face softened when she saw him looking at her. His eyes carefully traced the outline of her body and flicked back to her face. He wanted to shift his position to closer to her, but he knew that wouldn't be a very prudent choice. Tonight was not about intimacy, it was about… Well he wasn't so sure what it was about. He swallowed, breathed in deeply and opened his mouth to begin.
"Uhura, I would like to apologize for my actions. It wasn't very just of me to blame you for our…kiss. I enjoyed it as much as you did and as humans would state it 'it takes two to tango.'" Uhura giggled at his use of a human saying and processed his words.
"I am also sorry. I should have never crossed the line and kissed you in the first place." Uhura suddenly paused and stared behind Spock for a few seconds. She slowly pushed herself to the edge of her bed so that she was directly in front of Spock.
"Spock, if you do not want to be in a relationship with me, I completely understand. There are man-" Spock's fingers were suddenly lingering over hers, taking her attention from her words to him. She could feel the warmth radiate from his body as his fingers inched closer to her hand, until they were connected with hers.
"Uhura, I would like to pursue a romantic relationship with you. That is why I acted the way I did, because I knew that if I were to push this, I wouldn't be able to get out of it." Spock said. "I can only hope that I haven't ruined my chances of being with you." Uhura didn't say anything. She wanted him to continued, she loved the sound of his voice.
"I find myself enjoying the beauty of the rain." Spock said. "When I first came to Earth the only thing worse than the low temperatures was the rain. Now, whenever it rains I recall the night it was raining, and you came to my classroom. It is only logical to say the reason I enjoy the rain so much is the memory of being with you." Uhura's eyes lifted to his and she smiled. She would have said something, but she didn't know what to say. She stood up, walking to his chair until her knees were against it. Her legs straddled one of his as she leaned down and pushed her lips to his. She trailed her kisses up his face until she came to his ear. His hands slid around her waist, under her shirt, pressing against her skin.
"I love you." She whispered into his ear, standing back up. She led Spock to her bed and sat down, him sitting with her.
"Would you mind staying?" Uhura asked. Spock nodded and laid back, placing his hands behind his head. No place in Vulcan or anywhere in the universe could be better at this moment. Uhura stretched her fingers across his abdomen, lying her head on his chest.
Spock turned and kissed her on the forehead.
They both sat in silence until Uhura slowly drifted off to sleep while Spock watched the lightning fill her room. Eventually he wrapped his arm and around her and also drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
I would say 'Flere nu bo'… but I don't know how well I ended it… so… goop. Oh yeah… thank you for all of the reviews… and the favorites story thingies and the story alerts stuffs… 'Flere nu bo? I don't know…'