New ST fic
Story Title: Destiny
Story Type: Slash
Characters: Jim Kirk, Spock
Pairings: Kirk/Spock
Rating: PG-13/NC-17
Fandom: Star Trek: 2009
Series: None
Disclaimer: They belong to a bunch of other people -I can keep hoping that I'll eventually wake up one morning and find them tied up on my floor.
Warnings: Slash, language
Summary: No matter what universe it is, if there is a Jim Kirk there, there will also be a Spock. And they will always find each other.
A/N: So this is basicly just going to be drabbles from different AU's about how the boys will always make their way to each other -after all, if there's a Jim Kirk, then there has to be a Spock, right? Enjoy peeps.
A/N2: Some of these are 'verses I've used in my other fandom, but there's no actual crossovers, so no worries on that front, lol.
School Days 'verse
“Look at him,” Gary sneered, elbowing Jim and motioning across the cafeteria at the new kid. “What a fucken dork.”
“Jesus, Gary, could you be a bigger dickhead?” Jim asked as he rolled his eyes and turned to look over the new kid.
He took in the rigid posture, the complete absorption in the book in front of him; just as he was about to write him off as a complete nerd -sure, Jim was smart, too, but he doesn't want to get his ass kicked at school as much as he gets it kicked at home, so he learned to play dumb fast- but the new kid's eyes moved off his book and met Jim's eyes.
It only lasted a second but it felt like a lot longer and for the first time since his mom had dumped him and took off, Jim was at a complete loss about what to say or do.
Nu!Trek Mirror 'verse
“A Vulcan?” Kirk repeated as he shoved some cadets out of his way as he walked with McCoy to their next class. “No way -they're too fucken stuck up to join the 'Fleet. Besides, they're all a bunch of pussies; everyone knows they're too squeamish to get the job done when -”
Before he could even finish the sentence, Kirk found himself shoved face first into the hallway wall, his right arm twisted up behind his back. His face throbbed and he could taste the blood pooling in his mouth; there was an unnaturally hot body pressed against his back and an inhumanely strength keeping him in place.
He grunted and tried to find some purchase to fight back but he couldn't move at all, not even enough to move his head so he could see the bastard that had him pinned.
“I suggest, Cadet, that you take the time to be sure of the facts before you 'go running off at the mouth' as you Humans say,” a low voice said in his ear and despite the complete lack of emotion in the voice, Kirk had to stop himself from shuddering and he could feel his dick twitch in interest.
“Also, as my parents are married, I am not a bastard.”
With those parting words, he let go of Kirk and turned around. Kirk moved as soon as he could; he watched the tall Vulcan in the black Instructor uniform and he smirked as a sudden exhilaration filled him.
“Who the fuck was that pointy eared bastard?” Bones asked as he came over by Kirk once he had straightened his uniform up.
“I have no fucken clue,” Kirk answered, a gleam entering his eyes as he considered exactly what he would do tp that damn Vulcan when he got a chance. “But as soon as I find out, he's mine.”