A Vulcan's Love 13
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**A/N: I'd like to thank TalonRider for editing this chapter. His skill and tiresome effort applied to my work is greatly appreciated. Thank you.
A Vulcan’s Love
-By Emulated
Chapter 13: Human Love
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“Enter.”_
I stowed the box into my pocket and stepped forward, causing the doors to slide open as I entered T’Luk’s quarters. I looked over to my right and was quite surprised by what I saw. T’Luk was standing in front of a hot plate placed on top of a small stove, which was on one of the portable kitchen units that we could borrow for certain occasions. He was cooking a green looking vegetable on the hot plate. I could hear the hissing sounds from across the room. I breathed in and inhaled the food. An exotic mixture of different scents and smells greeted my nostrils. It was distinctly Vulcan. It all smelt quite interesting, and quite different to that of which I was used to.
Once I got over the initial surprise of seeing him cook, he looked over his shoulder at me, “Hello Kai, I will be with you in a moment.”
“No problem, babes.” I called out, as I looked over at the table in the front of the room, it was laid out perfectly. Every utensil was lined up straight and placed above a napkin. So logical. “You certainly set a beautiful table.”
“Thank you.” He replied.
I walked toward him, being careful not to get too close as to be in his way. After a few seconds, he turned down the heat to the stove and turned to face me. I immediately looked at his attire. Aside from his sexy Vulcan clothes, he was wearing the cutest apron that I’d ever seen. Really! It was a pearly white and covered his entire front. I have to admit that I’d never seen a Vulcan cook before, but it was clear that they approached it like every other situation; with logic.
T’Luk removed the apron and walked toward me, “It’s good to see you, Kai.”
I smiled, “It’s good to see you too, babes.”
He stood in front of me and leaned in for a kiss, but I moved back and extended my right hand, holding out my index and middle fingers. I wanted to greet him as a Vulcan would greet their partner. He looked down and copied my action, placing his fingers against mine and holding it for a few seconds. He glanced up to my eyes and pulled his hand back.
I smiled at him before I stepped closer, ”Now come here.” I said, placing my hand on his waist and pulling him toward me.
He tilted his head and parted his lips slightly, awaiting me. I shifted closer and placed my lips on his. A warm rush flowed across my body, like every time I kiss my Vulcan beauty. We shared the kiss for a few moments before we pulled back. I grinned at him.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, Kai.”
I looked over to where he was cooking the food and I sniffed the air, “Something smells really good.”
He turned around and walked toward the stove, “Thank you.”
I followed him, “Can I help you with anything?”
He glanced over at me, “I am cooking for you, please take a seat.” He said, gesturing toward the sofa.
I giggled as I walked toward his sofa, before sitting down, “Such a perfect gentleman.”
He raised an eyebrow as he walked towards the replicator, “Would you like a drink?”
“Yes, please.”
“Bolian tonic?” He asked.
“Yes.”
He replicated the drink and handed it to me, “The food should be ready in a few minutes.”
“That’s fine, what are we having?” I asked.
“I have made some Saht root soup, with a grilled variety of Pok tar.” He paused, “I have also made a dessert, but that is a surprise.”
I giggled, “Ice cream?” I asked.
“No.”
I smiled at him, “It sounds lovely.”
We talked for a while, as T’Luk finished off the food and served it up.
“The food is ready, Kai.”
“Great.” I remarked while standing up. I walked over to the table as T’Luk pulled out a chair for me. My heart warmed at that. I grinned at him as I sat down, “Thank you.”
“You are welcome.”
I looked down at the food in front of me. To the side was a bowl of the soup that T’Luk had mentioned, and directly in front of me was the Pok tar. It all looked and smelled very tasty. T’Luk replicated me another glass of tonic and placed it next to me before he sat down. He picked up his fork and looked at me.
“Please.”
I picked up my cutlery and cut through a piece of the Pok and vegetables, before I placed them in my mouth. I chewed, releasing the different flavours into my mouth and exciting my taste buds. Even though the ingredients had been replicated, everything seemed to taste ‘fresher’. It was certainly worth the extra effort by my Vulcan chef.
T’Luk looked at me and I smiled at him, “It’s lovely. Tastes much better than the replicated one.”
“I am pleased you like it. I used my mother’s recipe.”
I swallowed another bite, “It’s great.” I placed down my fork, picked up a spoon and scooped up some of the soup. I brought it to my mouth and swallowed. While its appearance may have been similar to that of plomeek broth, its taste was very different. It was somewhat creamy in texture and had quite a peppery taste, quite different to what someone would expect from a Vulcan meal, which were notoriously noted as being bland. I had to disagree with that assumption. Everything that T’Luk had made me try was full of flavour, nothing could even be considered to be bland.
“You were right.”
He looked up, “About what?”
“Ages ago, when you said that there was a lot I didn’t know about Vulcans.”
He cocked his head, “Meaning?”
“Well, I had the belief that Vulcan food had little flavour. That’s why I used to make my own plomeek broth, instead of the one in the Starfleet database.”
He nodded, “It is a common misconception. Most Vulcans enjoy flavour in their food. There is only a small percentage which prefers little flavour.” He paused, “It’s similar to Italian food against English food. Just because they are from the same world, it does not mean they all taste the same.”
I thought for a moment, “You’re right, I guess some people think ‘Vulcan’ means everything has to be the same.”
“While Vulcan culture is very much the same over Vulcan, there are some slight variances, depending on the location.”
“Is that why there’s different types of Vulcan writing?”
“There is currently one official Vulcan language, however there are five different written languages.”
I raised my eyebrows, “Doesn’t that become confusing?”
“The most common is used by over ninety percent of the population. That is the one that I can read and write.”
“Oh, so it’s not really a problem then.”
“No, the other four were used a long time ago, before my parents were born.” He replied.
I smiled, “Hey, now that I remember, can I ask you something? It might sound stupid, but I’ve been wondering about it for a while.” I asked.
He nodded, “Please.”
“Well, erm, is your name a girls name?” He raised an eyebrow, “I mean, the prefix T’ is generally used for female Vulcans.”
“That used to be correct, only females would use the prefix T’, but it has become increasingly common for males born during the last thirty years to also use the prefix.”
“Oh. So is your name new then?”
“Yes.”
“Does it have a meaning?”
“It means ‘of one’.”