He didn't normally eat in the mess hall. Spock much preferred his plomeek in the comfort and privacy of his own quarters, yet something had drawn him to the crowded room. The tables around him were empty, as if the people around him were scared. Spock ignored it, finding himself above emotional thoughts like hurt, and just kept a watchful eye on the entrance.

There she was, a splash of red very different from the others, indifferently he sat up a little straighter. Somehow she noticed him almost instantly and waved, in return he nodded discreetly. Hesitantly she wandered over, "Commander, I've never seen you here before."

"Cadet Uhura, please join me." She looked shocked to say the very least, and as she took her seat a certain hush fell over the room. They both ignored it.

"So, Commander what brings you here?" Uhura asked him in his native tongue.

"Just observing." Spock responded back in Terran. "Are you not here to eat?"

"No I am, I just wanted to say hello." She mumbled back almost shyly. Which was ridiculous to Spock, as Nyota Uhura was anything but shy.

"Go get your food, then join me." He commanded almost gently. She just nodded dumbfounded, and Spock watched her cross the room and into the kitchens.

After a couple of long minutes complete with stares of wonder around him, she appeared in the room. Spock almost enjoyed her walking towards him, reclining leisurely he took a smug satisfaction in it that really wasn't normal. They made eye contact and she flushed.

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Uhura couldn't believe Spock was in the Mess Hall, and she couldn't believe he wanted her to eat with him. It was very odd, and almost certainly people would take notice. Who was she kidding, everyone already had. Deciding not to care about the thoughts of others, she just plowed forwards through the sea of gossip. When they made eye contact, his eyes were almost smoldering and she almost turned and ran.

"Uhura! Hey! Uhura!" A voice from her left called out, recognizing it almost immediately she pushed forward a little faster.

"Leave me alone Kirk, I'm busy, and you're annoying." She didn't get it, she was a downright bitch to him but he still appeared at every corner asking for her name.

"No wait, lets just talk." He had grabbed her arm and lowered his voice a bit, to the most intimate of whispers. She couldn't help the blush that flushed her cheeks as again people's attention was focused in her direction.

"Not now Kirk, I'm meeting someone. We can talk later." She pushed passed him and back towards Spock who she swore was a little bit tighter around the face.

After what felt like a mile she sat down and tried to ignore the tension she felt in front of her.

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To say Spock wasn't happy would be ridiculous. He really didn't feel emotion, but there was something stirring inside of him that he did not appreciate. The feelings made him clench his fist, and remain silent for the duration of Uhura's meal. Once she was done eating, he stood up and said, "Come."

Surprisingly enough she followed him without question, and he wondered why that was.

"Are you and that boy seeing eachother?" He asked once in the empty corridor.

Uhura sighed and shook her head. "No, we are definitely not. He really is persistent though. It's really annoying."

"He bothers you?" Spock didn't dare look at her, he was still trying to unclench his unruly fist.

"Well, he has this obsession with learning my first name, and I guess I have an obsession with him never learning it."

"Explain." He demanded.

"Uh, well. . .we met in this bar in Iowa and see he had imbibed a little too much alcohol when he started hitting on me. It was really very pathetic, then these other Cadets came over with an interest of saving me, which really is ridiculous because I don't need saving. . ." Uhura was babbling, and Spock might have found it endearing if he wasn't still battling his damn clenched fist. "Anyway long story short he groped me and frankly it was disturbing."

"Excuse me? He groped you?" He clasped his hands behind his back and walked down the hall not waiting for an answer. Spock didn't need one for his next decision. "I trust you will endeavor to stay away from him in the future."

It was a command, he knew it and she knew it. "I also trust that you will not in fact talk to him later, and that if he continues to be persistent that you will contact me." He waited patiently for her nod, and ignored the hard glint to her eyes. "Fascinating, would you like to join me for a meal later?"

"Commander? What?" He slowed his stride then and turned to make eye contact. "Alright, I'm free so yeah that'd be great."

"I will come by tonight at meal time to pick you up." He then picked up his stride and ignored the fact she was staring after him no doubt with a number of ridiculous questions.

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She was nervous to say the least. She'd have to be an idiot to not see Spock as an attractive being, and not to admire his intelligence. They have never had trouble communicating and obviously enjoyed each other's company when working together after class. Which was why she put extra effort into getting ready. After a knock at the door she checked the clock, he was early and that seemed out of character. Who was kidding who though, he seemed out of character through lunch also. Preparing herself she opened the door, only to be greeted by Kirk.

"What? I'm waiting for someone." Her voice took on a quality that she only reserved for the most annoying of annoying. He ignored it and pushed his way into her room.

"I really want you to give us a try." Gods he was persistent.

"Look Kirk, we both know why this is it's because I turned you down. You're obviously not used to it, and I can see why you're really a very attractive man, but please I'm not interested." He was so busy preening at her compliment that he missed the rejection note of it. She just signed, resisting the urge to bang her head against the wall. In her haze of frustration she heard the Comm unit buzzing. "Hang on a second I'm expecting someone."

"Who? Do you have a boyfriend? Do you really think I'm attractive?" She just ignored him and pushed talk on her comm.

"Hello?"

"Cadet Uhura, I regret to inform you that I am running a bit late as of now. I am just now leaving my quart. . ." He trailed off as Kirk walked into frame, and Uhura swears she saw him tense up. "Spock out."

Dumbfounded for the second time that day, Uhura just shook her head and worked on getting rid of Kirk. He really wasn't a bad guy, just cocky and arrogant. . .and annoying.

"Bye Kirk. As you can see I'm waiting for someone."

He just gave her his best lopsided grin, "Fine Uhura, but this isn't over!"

Not two minutes after he left Spock strolled in with an almost heat in his eyes. After a quick glance around the room and noting Kirk's absence he faced the confused Cadet, "Why was that boy in your rooms?"

She flinched at the ice in his voice. "You know, the usual."

"No I'm afraid I don't know." Uhura knew he was mad, and was for the third time that day dumbfounded. "I must insist now that if he does not cease his bothersome behavior that you do not hesitate to inform me via Comm-Unit."

"Alright Commander."

"I also must insist that you call me Spock, and that we depart for our dinner plans."

She let him lead her out the door.

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There is more, just tell me if you want it by reviewing my little story!!!!! I know Spock was OOC, but it was fun right? I do admit to knowing NOTHING about Star Trek but what I've read in other fanfiction and from watching the movie. So bear with me.

***Thanks Lyn for correcting me on the use of Professor, it's funny because while I was writing it I was hesitating on what to call him. So I do appreciate it.

H's and K's!

-Snow