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That same night, an hour earlier…

Nyota frowned at her roommate as the Orion set out what she felt Nyota should wear.

"Gaila, this is way too revealing, I can't possibly wear this. And these shoes, I'll break an ankle." She groused.

"Nyota, this is the first time you have agreed to go out dancing with me this year and you are doing it up right! Now, shower and put this on." Gaila had turned back to her closet.

"Gaila, we aren't that far into the school year, you know." She reminded the Orion, who was in her closet pulling out something even skimpier to wear.

Nyota sighed and picked up the dress. It was red, a deep red that would certainly compliment her skin tone. But there really wasn't all that much fabric to it. The style had a halter bodice that ended just below her bust and the skirt ended a good five inches above her knees. Her mother would be outraged, but Nyota shrugged. Her mother wasn't here, so what mama didn't wouldn't hurt her and she might look good in it.

It was all in good fun, after all, she thought. And I am certainly not going out to pick up on any cadets. So, I'll play for the evening with Gaila and then she'll leave me alone for the rest of the school year. Well, for a month or so at any rate, she thought with a small smile.

Once Nyota had the dress and shoes on, she had to admit she looked good. But she also had to admit she was more than a little uncomfortable.

"I don't know, Gaila, this dress is so revealing." She turned in front of the mirror to see her whole back exposed.

"Not as revealing as mine. And you look hot. So just go with it. Relax! And let your hair down." Gaila came over to her roommate and pulled the band from her hair to allow it to fall straight down. "There, now you look perfect! Let's go!" She grabbed Nyota's hand and the two girls left for their shuttle.

Nyota bit her bottom lip as she scanned the crowd. This was a little much for her. She enjoyed a beer or two at local pubs with her fellow cadets, but a club like this, with so many people crowded in and with such loud music, it pushed in on her head.

"Come on, Nyota, I see Jim and Leonard at a table." Gaila pulled at her friend's hand.

"Umm, I'm going to the bathroom first, I'll meet you there." She really had a hard time dealing with that Jim Kirk and she hated the fact that Gaila was always trying to fix her up with one of his friends.

"Oh, okay, hurry up!" The Orion was already half way to their table. Nyota rolled her eyes and made her way to the bar. Taking a deep breath, she turned and came face to face with Spock.

"Oh! Hello, I…I would've never imagined seeing you here." She smiled up at him and Spock was at a loss of what to say. However, Chris was not.

"Cadet! You look lovely. What can we get you to drink?" The captain smiled warmly and was more than a little please that he didn't have to devise a plan to get these two together in close proximity.

She shrugged as she looked up at Spock. "I guess whatever you're having."

"A Bud Classic for the lady." Pike told the bartender. "Please add it to my tab." He turned to Spock. "Need to use the restroom, I'll be right back. Cadet, please take my seat." He offered.

"Thank you, Captain." She moved past Spock and took up the stool next to him.

"I was quite surprised to see you here, Commander." Noyta took a sip of her drink and looked up at Spock.

"No more than I, Cadet." Spock downed a shot of a drink known as tequila.

"You should probably go a little easy on those, if you're not used to them." She advised with a smile.

"The fact of the matter is, Cadet Uhura, alcohol doesn't affect Vulcans." He slightly shrugged.

She threw back her head and laughed. "Well, I can assure you, Captain Pike will certainly be amused with that revelation."

"Indeed." He marveled at the smoothness of her throat, then quickly gave himself an internal shake.

She leaned a bit closer to Spock. "Why do you drink it then?"

"I surmised that the Captain was attempting to 'loosen me up.' I did not wish to offend him by advising him of the fact that liquor would not accomplish this."

"Oh." She was once again surprised by her mentor. "So, you were considering his feelings? Fascinating." She tilted her head to one side and studied him. "You are just full of surprises tonight, Professor."

"Nyota, as we are off campus, please use my name. It seems somewhat irrelevant to use titles in an establishment such as this." He tilted his head to one side and studied his aide.

"Indeed, you are correct." She smiled up at him again. "Spock?"

"Yes, Nyota?" He noticed his voice was 12.6% deeper when she was in close proximity to him. She noticed it too, even though the music was still quite loud.

"Do you dance?" She asked.

He looked around at the people gyrating on the dance floor and shook his head. "Not this sort of dancing."

"What sort then?" She had a quizzical look on her face and the word that came to his mind was cute.

"My mother insisted I learn ballroom dancing as we attended many formal functions with my father in his capacity as Ambassador." He stoically answered.

"Would you dance with me?" She asked in a voice that made him inwardly groan.

"As this music is inappropriate to such a style of dance, I do not see how I could." He replied.

"Oh, they don't play this type of music exclusively. They do play some old standard Earth music." As if on queue, a slower song began to play. "Ooo, 10CC, a musical band from the latter 20th century. It's entitled 'I'm Not In Love', one of my favorites."

She smiled again and held her hand out to him, leaving it at his discretion to touch her or not. "This song is quite appropriate to a modified waltz, I think?"

Spock narrowed his eyes at the young woman in front of him and nodded. "Yes, I do believe you are correct." He stood and momentarily looking at the proffered appendage, took her hand in his, leading her to the dance floor, which had only a few couples dancing.

He entwined his fingers in hers while placing his other palm against her bare lower back, pulling her close to his body. Nyota bit her lower lip as she placed her hand on the back of his neck and laid her head on his shoulder.

"Is this acceptable?" He whispered in her ear, causing her to shiver.

"Yes, Spock, quite acceptable." She turned her head to whisper in his ear. Spock's gut clenched and he held her just slightly tighter as Nyota moaned his name.

The Vulcan heard her reaction and fought to control his own physical response.

"Nyota…" He didn't really have anything to say, but felt the need to say her name.

"I'm in accordance, Spock." She rubbed her cheek on his chest and just let herself be carried away by the music and by the man who held her in his arms.

Across the dance floor, Nyota's roommate was sitting with Dr Leonard McCoy, waiting for Jim Kirk to return from wherever he had disappeared to. McCoy shook his head to clear his eyes and looked back to the center of the floor.

"Isn't that Spock, the Vulcan, with your roommate?" McCoy asked.

Gaila smiled. "Yes, it appears it is. And what the hell? He looks hot! I mean, he always does, but in a total 'look but don't touch' kind of way. Tonight he looks totally touchable. And I can see Uhura is touching."

"I don't get it." McCoy retorted. "What's he got that I don't?"

"Um, let's see…he's free of an ex-wife bleeding him dry that's essentially turned him into a bitter, bitter man." She smiled over at the doctor.

"Well, yeah, but name something else?" The doctor smiled at the beautiful young woman.

"Smart is sexy to a lot of woman, Leonard. And Spock is a genius." Gaila leaned her chin on her hand and dreamily smiled at the look on her best friend's face.

"Whatever. You wanna dance?" He asked.

"Why, doctor, I thought you'd never ask." She took his hand and let him lead her to the dance floor. By this time, the song was over, but another one took it's place and Gaila let McCoy pull her close.

"We won't tell Jim about this when he gets back, okay?" He whispered.

"It doesn't really matter, Leonard. Jim and I, well, we're just friends." She whispered.

"With benefits?" He asked.

"Not tonight." She smiled up at him.