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Jim Kirk! Legally Blond	By : Strailo Category: Star Trek > Star Trek Views: 2296 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Jim Kirk! Legally Blond

Fandom: Star Trek 2009

Part: 11

Characters: Jim, Uhura, Chekov, McCoy, Spock

Word count: 1,539

Warnings: some language

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“Come on, come on. Would you put the damn thing up already?” Jim muttered, biting at his thumb nail as his eyes narrowed, bouncing on his feet. Chekhov smiled at him, highly amused and snickering.

“Calm down, my friend, it shall be put up on ze board soon,” he said, his accent slipping into his words just a bit as he patted Jim's arm with a smile.

Jim sighed and nodded as he smiled slightly, stopping his bouncing. “Yeah, I know, I know,” he said, shaking his head as he gazed at his friend with an amused look. “I'm calm. I'm collected. Really,” he promised, honey brown eyes staring up at him with a disbelieving look. “I am!” he protested, pouting when Chekhov snorted and shook his head.

“Whatever you say, my friend,” Chekhov drawled as one of Archer's office assistants pinned the long awaited pages to the tack board. The selection of students who were the best of Archer's upper classes were all waiting to see who would get the desired two slots that had been left unfilled when two of his previous people had graduated.

They all moved forward and Chekhov smirked when several of the students made disappointed sounds but still wrote down their new assignments. Several of them had been placed under lesser known lawyers, but said lawyers still had good reputations to them. Jim knew that those students would flourish under their guiding hand. Chekhov and Sulu both held two spots of Archer's team from last semester while McCoy, one of his friend's friends that he didn't know all that well, held a permanent spot. He had graduated nearly two years before. But he stayed, enjoying working with the future lawyers despite his grumpy exterior.

“Hey, would you look at that? You made it,” Chekhov chirped, pointing at the list. Jim beamed bright before he caught sight of the second name on the list.

“Ah, fuck me sideways,” he groaned, rubbing at his face as Uhura stepped up next to him. She smirked before her black eyes turned to him. “Congratulations,” Jim told her, his smile tight as he tilted his head, not offering his hand since he knew that she wouldn’t take it anyways.

“The same to you. Now, if you'll excuse me, Spock is waiting for me so he can congratulate me on my placement,” she drawled. She wondered briefly if she would see a flash of anger, but she saw nothing. Jim just continued to smile at her, head tilted slightly to one side. Snorting at him, she walked around and started to stalk off down the hallway, hiding her anger behind a blank face and narrowed eyes. She just couldn't believe that the little piss-ant James T. Kirk had made the very team that she had worked so hard for! And in such a prominent team set up to boot.

'How the fuck was he able to do it?' she wondered, her mind snarling as her eyes swept over the empty hallways near several empty rooms. She could just barely here Jim and Chekhov talking happily as they moved down another hall. Her lips curled into a sneer and she continued to stalk through the building, quickly smoothing out her walk and face when she came across several students who were leaving their afternoon class. She didn't want to show them anything after all.

She wasn't going to ruin her reputation and all her hard work by mindlessly throwing a tantrum just because the man-child known as one James T. Kirk was placed on the same defense team as herself. She knew that once she had become a full fledged lawyer that she would need to work with people that she didn't like or want to deal with. Stopping at a water fountain, she leant over it as she held her ponytail in hand to keep it out of her way and drank from it.

Uhura would treat the team that she was on as if she was dealing with fellow lawyers who annoyed her and nothing else. She would play nice with them while they worked. But truly, she was seething inside and was looking at many nights in the very large hot tub that they had at the house along with a glass of wine, a plate of chocolate and a good book.

She would still do it.

Cursing to herself, she dug around in her purse, already knowing that she had to talk with Spock before she headed home. She frowned heavily as she watched Jim and Chekhov, now joined by Sulu, walk past her, all three talking. They were talking about the slots and how Jim had landed one of them as they strolled on, not once looking at her.

Growling at them, the pretty woman found her phone and put in her password, pulling up her screen with practiced movements. Opening her contacts, she called Spock as she leant against the wall next to the water fountain, waiting for her lover to pick up his phone. She closed her eyes as she tired to ignore the little voice in the back of her head telling her that her anger was bullshit.

“Uhura. I take it that the results are in?” Spock asked once he had answered his phone. She smiled at the fact that he knew her so well and didn't feel the need to beat around the bush, so to speak.

“Yeah, but I can tell you that I am not happy with who else landed a spot with me,” she drawled. She shook her head, ponytail tugging from where it was caught between the wall and her back.

“I can tell that just by the sound of your voice,” Spock drawled, his own frown coming over the line clearly. “Who is it?” he asked.

Uhura sighed softly as she reached up, tugging her hair to lay over her shoulders with a groan. “It's Kirk. And how the hell he did it I will never know,” she sighed, rubbing at his face. She blinked several times before rolling her shoulders with a soft grunt.

“Kirk? James Kirk? He won the other slot with Archer?” Spock hissed in surprise. His dislike also rang loud and clear through his voice. “How did he pull that off?” he asked before he sighed. “No, wait. For all that he's a pain in the ass and lazy in surprising ways, he's a brilliant man. Why am I surprised that he made it onto Archer's team? I really shouldn't be so surprised.”

“Yeah, let me tell you, when I saw his name, I was shocked. I would have thought that someone else would have taken that second slot instead of him. You would think that he would be under someone like Pike,” she huffed. She nibbled at her thumbnails, her eyes narrowed as she glared at the opposite wall. “So now I get to deal with him in the team while trying to keep myself calm and collected without strangling him.”

Grunting softly in reply, Spock sighed over the line, making Uhura smile softly at the sound and shook her head. “Come home when you can. I will have some dinner, a warm bath, and some wine ready for you when you arrive,” he promised.

Laughing lowly, Uhura smiled as she pushed away from the wall, flipping her hair back. “That sounds like a lovely thought, darling. I shall be home soon, promise,” she said. “I just need to stop by the bookstore to buy a few things. I need some new binders and legal pads to replace the damaged ones,” she said.

“Use the Visa card. It has a good credit line on it without much interest,” Spock replied. “I love you.”

“Love you too. See you in about an hour or so,” she promised, already feeling better after her talk with Spock. Hanging up, she walked down the hall and out the doors, heading towards the book store, staying long enough to find what she needed and buying them before she left the campus in her little car. She was feeling much better about the fact that she would have to deal with Kirk.

Back on campus, the object of her thoughts sneezed, rubbing at his nose with a sigh as one Leonard McCoy smirked over at him, raising an eyebrow. “Someone thinkin' 'bout you?” he asked.

Jim snorted at his question. “Yeah, I suppose you can say that,” he chuckled, shaking hands with his fellow teammate, finally getting to meet him. “It's actually nice to finally meet ya. I've been wondering who you were since I keep seeing you around the campus and these two talk about you all the time.”

“It's nice ta meet ya yourself,” McCoy replied, tilting his head in greeting with a smirk. Jim smiled brightly, never knowing that across town Uhura was thinking unkind thoughts about him and his body. All that he cared and knew was that there was a good looking guy who was standing before him. That and he was going to be working with the man.

Life was starting to look very good indeed.
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