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seraphcelene ([personal profile] seraphcelene) wrote2010-02-14 06:32 pm

Drabble: Beloved (Star Trek: AOS, Spock/Uhura, G)

A quick little something, just because I wanted to ...

Title: Beloved
Author: seraphcelene
Email: seraphcelene at yahoo dot com
A/N: 173 words, Star Trek-reboot, pre-movie.



She is loved, or in love. He isn't sure how to tell the difference, but whichever it is shines beneath her skin. It's in the way that she walks, her stride long, shoulders back, her hair swaying just above her hips. It's in the hello smile she flashes at the other cadets, incrementally brighter for the ones she already knows.

This is what Spock thinks, what he sees, the first thought he has in relation to Uhura. It's a somewhat distracted, abstract thought until it's not. Later, he will think of his mother and her parents and how she, too, is loved.

Uhura smiles and waves her way to a seat near the front of the room. Touching hands and shoulders, a brush of cheek in place of a kiss. The class isn't small, exactly. She doesn't sit in the front row, doesn't sit dead center. She doesn't have to, everyone knows that she is Uhura. To Spock she is Nyota. She is ashayam.

[identity profile] lettered.livejournal.com 2010-03-09 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
This is awesome.

...I hope you make more.

[identity profile] lettered.livejournal.com 2010-03-10 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Nope. Not just being nice. Uhura is so bright in this. She's the brightest thing. But she is neither the center of the universe, nor the force behind it. She's just smart and bright and know's what's what, and is unafraid. She makes me happy, and this vision of her at the Academy is what I pictured without knowing it.

How come you probably won't write Trek fic again?