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Subject: [ASCEM-S] NEW TOS "Kirk's Idea" (K/S) PG 1/1
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Title: Kirk's Idea 
Author: Farfalla the Butterfly-Kitten 
Email: blueberrysnail (at) yahoo dot com 
Website: http://spirk.cosmicduckling.com 
Pairing: K/S 
Rating: PG, FT-ish 
Archived at the All-Ages Kirk/Spock Archive, WWOMB,
and nice places that ask first. 
Disclaimer: ummmmmm........ yeah. 
Summary: Kirk comes up with an, er, enterprising way

KIRK'S IDEA

Admiral Kirk stood on the observation deck of the
newly refit Enterprise. He gazed at the stars beyond,
finally able to enjoy their beauty again without
falling into thoughts of lonely bitterness. 
"I can't tell you how much it means to me that you
came back," he murmured to the man he knew was
standing at his side, without even having to look over
at him. 

"I had to leave," Spock reminded him gently. "The man
I was would never have been able to be the friend you
deserve." His face displayed a peace that Kirk had
never seen before, during their mission together, and
Kirk knew it to be true. 

"I understand that now. I understand what--you had to
go through, what you had to discover--about yourself."
Kirk turned to him. "But it still hurt. Neither one of
us knew you were coming back." 

"I am sorry to have caused you pain," said Spock. "For
me, too, it was almost unbearable." He looked out at
the cosmos. "The first night after I had vowed never
to think of you again, for what I thought was the
betterment of my being as a Vulcan, I had to restrain
tears. It was so difficult that I suffered physical
discomfort for most of the night." 

"Oh, Spock..." Kirk turned to him, his heart stinging
at the thought of Spock in any kind of torment. 

"I was foolish to think I could or should ever forget
you. What I am because of you is greater than what I
was before. Your existence is a part of mine. This
troubled me, and I did not understand it. I could not
find the logic of it." 

"And now?" 

"Do you see any logic in our ever being apart again?"
Spock paused and looked down, then back into Kirk's
eyes. "I do not. That is what I meant in Sickbay, when
you were there with me." 

"We made a great team." Kirk smiled at the memory of
all the adventures they'd brought to a successful
close only by joint effort and ability. "But what
about Starfleet? I've asked to be posted to another
five years out here, and they'll probably give it to
me because of what we just did with V'ger, but that's
no guarantee they'll let you stay with me." 

"Jim." Spock looked troubled, for a Vulcan. "My duty
as a Starfleet officer is unshakable, and we would not
regard each other as highly as we do if both of us
would not sacrifice personal concerns for the greater
good. But I desire no other life than to serve at your
side. You are my first real friend, and the one who
showed me how to accept other friends. With you, I am
as comfortable as if I were alone, but yet--whole, in
some other way." 

"I think I might have an idea," Kirk said, and then he
fell silent. His eyes looked towards a corner as he
calculated and pondered in his mind. 

Spock waited patiently. "What do you propose?" 

"That's it!" Kirk snapped his fingers. 

Spock waited expectantly. 

Then suddenly, Kirk stated matter-of-factly, "I think
we should get married." 

Spock's eyebrow dented the ceiling. "An ingenious
solution," he exclaimed appreciatively. 

"Isn't it?" Kirk blurted cockily. "Starfleet won't be
able to do a thing. Since that rash of people going
space-happy from missing their families, they've put
rules on the books that'll work in our favor. Couples
who both have outstanding Starfleet records are to be
stationed to the same ship, first priority.
If--they--choose to." 

"It is healthier for any relationship not to be
separated for years at a time," Spock commented. 

"So? What do you think?" 

"You are very creative, Admiral. I accept." Spock gave
a curt little nod. 

"Admiral? Is that how you accept a marriage proposal?"
But Kirk was beaming. Happiness flooded his body and
made him a bit jumpy, which he displayed by whirling
in a half-turn and throwing up one arm. 

"Jim." Spock corrected himself, amused at the
situation. 

"Where should we do it? Where's the nearest Starbase?"


"I believe we are only a few days away from Starbase
B-R-7. There will most likely be a notary stationed
there." 

"Good." 

"Jim, what will the ceremony involve?" 

Jim moved his hand around in the air. "Well, you
know... a few words, a few--agreements... haven't you
been to a human wedding before? I know I conducted a
few during our mission." 

"Yes; I remember them quite clearly." Spock paused.
"There is one part that troubles me." 

"What's that, Spock?" 

"After we are joined, there is, customarily... a
kiss?" 

Kirk looked at the floor and blushed, then returned
his gaze to match Spock's. "Well... you... don't have
to, if you don't want to, of course. That's just
tradition. You don't have to do anything you don't
feel comfortable with." 

"I am not entirely certain," explained Spock. "The
simple fact is that my kissing experience has been
extremely meager. I am still a novice at it, and have
not even yet decided if I enjoy the act. I fear I may
embarrass us both if we attempt to kiss at the
ceremony and I react negatively." 

He looked so adorably confused and scientific that
Kirk had to grin. "For most couples, at least
nowadays, the wedding kiss isn't their first time." 

"In that event, perhaps a trial kiss would be
appropriate," Spock suggested. "To prevent a public
social blunder." 

"Excellent idea, Spock." Kirk craned his neck to the
door controls. "Is this a good place? The door is
locked." 

Spock nodded slowly. He steadied himself on his feet
and looked at his Jim, his eyes full of curiosity and
trust. 

Kirk placed one hand on Spock's back. "Just let me
know if I do anything that bothers you, or if you want
me to stop," he reminded him genially. "I've got a lot
of experience with this." 

Spock nodded, briefly sucking his lower lip into his
mouth. He let it fall back out again, then licked his
lips in preparation. 

Kirk put his other hand behind Spock's head, just
looking at him for a moment. It felt so nice to be
holding Spock and knowing he was his forever. Then he
tilted his own face slightly, pulled Spock's closer,
and kissed his soft lips. 

It started with one kiss and closed mouths. Then Spock
reciprocated, and then they opened their mouths
slightly, naturally and undiscussed. Jim's tongue
brushed Spock's lightly, heating the kiss. He held the
Spock tighter and felt the Vulcan's arms close in
around his back. The kiss evolved to give their
tongues more and more contact. 

A few minutes later,they parted, still holding each
other. "Admiral," Spock said in a small voice, clearly
balancing his mind. "I do not think I will be able to
kiss you as part of the wedding ceremony." 

Kirk's smile fell away. "Why, Spock? I thought you--it
seemed like you were enjoying yourself." 

"Precisely," Spock told him. "Something so beautiful
should not be shared with others. I cannot bring
myself to feel this way in the presence of beings
besides you. I would not meld with you in public
either." 

Kirk's glow returned. He patted Spock's back with one
hand. "All right, Spock. I understand. Just--" He
shook his head. "That was wonderful. I would hate to
lose it. Hate to lose you." 

"Kissing is quite useful," Spock remarked. "It is far
more efficient than words to express my devotion to
you." 

"What about the meld?" Kirk brought it up tentatively,
and then, only because Spock had mentioned it first.
Melding had been the initial cause of Spock's flight
to Gol. "Is there still a danger of you getting...
lost... in my mind?" 

"I have learned how to manage our relationship and not
dissolve into it," said Spock. "There is no longer any
danger if we meld." Examining his friend's face, he
spoke again. "Do you welcome me, now?" 

"Join us," Kirk said quickly, happily. 

Spock's hand moved to the side of Kirk's face. Kirk
gazed up at him with big, liquid eyes. 

"CUT!" 

"What?" 

"Gene, what's wrong?" 

"That wasn't too big, was it? Was I acting too big
again?" William Shatner wiped the sweat from his face.
"It's hot in here." 

"Get Bill a towel!" 

"Belay that order," Gene Roddenberry said
sarcastically to the tech runner. He looekd at his two
star actors. "We're all going home." 

"What??" Shatner's brows furrowed. 

"Gene, what happened?" Leonard Nimoy surfaced for the
first time from his gargantuan glass of water. 

"Some studio exec vetoed this entire story arc, that's
what," Gene ranted. 

Shatner slumped. A smile twitched at the corners of
Nimoy's mouth as he continued gulping. 

"What's wrong with it?" Shatner asked, playing with
his poofy toupee self-consciously. 

"I knew it," Nimoy nodded. "The American public isn't
ready for something like this on television." 

"But--!" Shatner protested. Gene nodded. Bill
continued. "But we didn't even make it look gay! It
was a marriage of ~necessity~...." 

"Bill." Nimoy gave him a look. "It was a ridiculous
idea." 

"It's okay, guys. We'll come up with something else."
Gene rubbed his face thoughtfully. 

Shatner leaned against the wall. 

The towel girl appeared at his side and wiped his face
off helpfully. He turned to look at her and, in a
voice like an automaton, asked her to go out for
drinks after they left the studio. She blushed,
grinned, and then politely declined. He wilted like
last week's roses. 

He turned to Nimoy, but the elegant dark-haired actor
was walking off arm-in-arm with the towel girl. 

"Got any more brilliant ideas, Bill?" Gene pulled up a
chair next to Shatner and collapsed into it.

//

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