Note: I know it's short, but it's just a little something I wanted to write. It's sort of a celebratory piece of writing since my boyfriend and I broke up lol.

Rating: so very G

FYI: I don't own Star Trek or anything associated, so don't sue, kthnx.

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Opportunity seldom knocks twice.

Truer words have never been spoken, Kirk thought; he was sulking in his quarters since he realized that probably the one and only chance he'd ever have of asking Spock out on a date went up into flames. "Stupid Bones and his stupid hypos…" he muttered, groaning at the pain in his neck. Just why did the man find it so enjoyable to stab people with chemicals that could potentially be fatal if not used correctly? Kirk could hear Bones's voice in his head: "I'm a doctor, dammit, I know what the hell I'm doing."

He sighed, sitting upright on the bed, hands on his knees. He wouldn't let it get to him, he decided, and if he did ever get another chance to ask Spock out, he wasn't going to let anything stand in the way; not even an angry Bones with a handful of hypos…

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Kirk was walking back to his quarters after his shift when he saw Spock emerging from his own quarters down the hall. The half-Vulcan looked quite elegant in the Starfleet-issued all-black casual uniform; Kirk had to try to keep his heart rate down as his First Officer started walking towards him.

When they were within five feet of each other, Spock nodded politely in Kirk's direction. "Captain."

"Spock."

"Might I inquire as to your current course of action?"

"I was headed back to my quarters to rest for a bit," he replied, satisfied that he was able to keep his voice level. "Why do you ask?"

Spock's right eyebrow raised a fraction of an inch. "I am merely curious; forgive me, Captain."

"Oh, no, it's okay. I was just… wondering why… you want to… You know what, never mind." He shook his head, trying to make sense of what was coming out of his mouth. "And it's Jim when we're off-duty, Spock."

"Forgive me, Jim; I am not accustomed to multiple off-duty encounters." They were silent for a moment, and then Spock nodded once more. "If you will excuse me, Jim, I must supervise an experiment occurring in the labs today."

"Oh, of course," he said, stepping slightly to the side to allow Spock passage. "I suppose I'll see you later, then."

"Jim."

Spock nodded once more and made his way past Kirk, but before he could round the corner at the end of the hall, Kirk called him back. "Spock, wait!" The Vulcan waited for Kirk to come to a stop in front of him, waiting patiently as the Captain formulated a question in his mind. "I was just wondering if, uh, you'd like to have dinner with me tomorrow night."

The right eyebrow rose again. "We already take our meals together in the mess hall, Jim."

"No, I mean in a more private atmosphere. Like a date."

"A date." It wasn't a question, but Kirk nodded the affirmative anyway, hoping that would act as a driving force. "A date with you would be most agreeable, Jim."

"Great!" Kirk was practically giddy now. "How about my quarters, tomorrow at 2000?"

"That is a satisfactory arrangement. I shall see you tomorrow, Jim." And as he walked off again, Kirk couldn't help but smile to himself.

Opportunity seldom knocks twice… but if it does, take the initiative and never back down.

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Secondary Note: Okay, so the actual quote is "Opportunity seldom knocks twice;" I just added all that extra stuff to it at the end there to tie up this story.

Listening to: Follow Through – Gavin DeGraw