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 Written in an attempt to get myself out of my writing slump...I hope you enjoy. It's a bit more bittersweet than usual. I'll try to get underway on the primary story ASAP. :)

Title: Look up at the stars at night
Length: 908 words
Pairing: K/B
Rating: G
Summary: Takes place during #6. The desert often yields a beautiful night sky.

Look up at the stars at night

"It's still there." Jim's voice trailed off as Len squinted up into the night sky, the faint sliver of moon visible not obscuring the fantastic view of the stars, stars that he had been among not too long ago. He tilted his chin back down and looked at Jim, who was lounging on the granite shelf next to him, his right wing draping off the edge. If the man wanted to practically dangle in midair, it was his business, but he would stay further away from the certain-death drop.

"What's still there?" Len arranged himself carefully next to Jim's left side as he spoke, avoiding the fine bones of the wing as he made himself comfortable, allowing the feathers of Jim's left wing to cradle his head. The younger man's eyes slid towards him for a moment before returning to their perusal of the stellar landscape, and Len sighed. "Well?" Jim's lips tightened, and he wondered if he was ever going to get an answer as the silence stretched between them. He tracked a fly lazily with his eyes as Jim shifted almost imperceptibly next to him; he looked back over at the other man when Jim stretched his right arm into the air, pointing at some random spot of light.

"That." Len attempted to follow the line Jim's finger was indicating, but after a few seconds of turning his head back and forth, he gave up.

"Jim, I'm a doctor, not a stellar cartographer. What the hell am I looking at?" Jim had fallen silent again, the look in his eyes one that Len wasn't quite sure how to read, but he didn't think he liked it.

"In about five years, we won't see it anymore." It took another few beats, but awareness dawned on Len. He looked back towards the cluster of stars that Jim was pointing at, and although he knew it was his brain playing tricks, one of the lights suddenly looked dimmer. He knew what he was looking at now.

"There was nothing you could have done, Jim. If we had arrived with everyone else, we would have been probably blown to bits." Jim sighed, his eyes darting over to meet Len's before returning skyward.

"I know that, but sometimes..."

"Yeah, me too." The two men laid there in silence until a buzzard flew overhead, obscuring their view of the particular points of light they had been observing, and the spell was broken. Jim's wing twitched under his head, and Len sat up and moved off, allowing the younger man to follow suit.

"Beautiful desolation." Len raised an eyebrow, and Jim continued. "It's totally a cliche phrase, but that's what one of the first human visitors to Vulcan described it as. I think...it's more true now than it ever was." Len frowned, but couldn't think of anything to say in response.

"Why don't we go in for the night, Jim; there's bugs and other things out here just waiting to give us a rash or worse." Jim's neck was still craning towards the sky, and Len reached out and touched a finger to his jaw, Jim's eyes widening slightly with the contact before his chin lowered and he smiled.

"Yeah, you're right. Old man like you isn't used to the wilderness like I am." Len snorted, grabbing and gently tweaking a few feathers on the wing he had been laying on just a minute prior, earning a full-body squirm from the younger man. Much better. Before he could say anything, however, Jim's arms wrapped around him from behind; and he let out a rather undignified squeak as Jim jumped from the ledge, wings unfurling immediately as they set into a lazy spiral downwards towards the desert floor. Len listened to the wind as they descended, before the whistling was replaced with a more melodic tune being hummed directly into his right ear; he listened to it in a vain attempt to put a name to the tune for several spirals before he gave up.

"Jim, what's that you're singing?" The humming continued for several beats after he spoke, the last note trailing off as the desert sand came further into focus.

"Just an old song I've always liked." Len felt when Jim's wings changed their angle, their bodies pulling up into a more upright position as they prepared for landing.

"Sounds familiar, but I'm not sure-" He trailed off as the ground came up on them, and instinct had him bending his knees slightly as they touched down; they wobbled together for a second before they stabilized, and the arms wrapped around his waist tightened before he was released. Without a word, Jim turned on his heel and headed off towards the house, Len following a moment later. He watched as Jim's head tilted back towards the sky, the jaw working as he began to sing for real.

"Miagete goran...yoru no...hoshi wo-" Len had no idea what the man was saying, but Jim stopped walking after the first verse, letting him catch up. As soon as he came up alongside, Jim wrapped both his arm and wing around Len and started walking again, never pausing in his song.

"...chiisaana hoshi no..." Len stopped trying to understand the lyrics, simply enjoying Jim's pleasant voice as he opened the front door to the house, his eyes glancing up at the stars one last time before the door closed behind he and Jim.

"...chiisaana hikari ga..."


Miagete Goran Yoru no Hoshi wo
Kyu Sakamoto

(The translation sounds a bit stilted to me, but it gets the point across.)

Look up at the stars at night
The small light from a small star
Is singing of a small happiness

Look up at the stars at night
A star that is nameless, like us
Is praying for a small happiness

Hold my hand
And let's follow our dreams
Together, it won't be difficult

Look up at the stars at night
The small light from a small star
Is singing of a small happiness

Look up at the stars at night
A star that is nameless, like us
Is praying for a small happiness


( 18 Tufa Towers a Leaning — Visit Negit Island )
Aug. 30th, 2010 10:13 am (UTC)
I'm sure we'll survive as long as you keep throwing these short little peaks into their lives at us :D

I love how Bones still freaks out a little about Jim's non existing fear for ledges.

And the idea of still being able to see Vulcan even if it is no longer there really got to me. I don't think I ever read anything that menionted it like that although it makes so much sense to me.
Aug. 30th, 2010 10:18 am (UTC)
You commented right as I was adding in the song translation. XD

Thanks! Bones always has to freak out a little, it's his nature. ;)

I think I've seen a reference to it once before, but it was in a Spock-centric fic a long time ago.

Thanks again, as always! <3
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Aug. 30th, 2010 11:59 pm (UTC)
That's okay. ;) I'm glad you enjoyed it! I was in kind of a melancholy mood myself as I wrote this, but I like how it turned out.

Of course Jim would make him practice! It would be harder for him to fly with Bones due to the difference in bulk (nu!Bones is a pretty big guy) but coasting is a different story. :3

<3 <3 Thank you again!
Aug. 30th, 2010 12:33 pm (UTC)
Poor Vulcans. That must hurt for Ambassador Sarek or other Vulcans, that comes to Earth.

And Bones is very brave that he doesn't panic. So it can't be his first flight with Jim.
I think it is good that he isn't afraid of heights....or that he trust Jim enough.
Aug. 31st, 2010 12:02 am (UTC)
Yeah, you might just be right.

Of course! :P Bones is a ruff tuff guy, after all. ;)

Thanks a ton! :)
Aug. 30th, 2010 04:39 pm (UTC)
Yay! More western skies!

Pretty chapter. Poor Jim and his guilt...
Aug. 31st, 2010 12:04 am (UTC)
Glad you liked! :D

I don't like to make it overwhelming, but survivor's guilt can take all sorts of forms...this was just a bit of an idea with it. (Along with one of my favorite songs of all time.)

<3 Thank you!
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Aug. 31st, 2010 12:06 am (UTC)
Thank you dear! :D ♥
Aug. 31st, 2010 02:34 am (UTC)
It is so nice to watch them interact. I had forgotten how much I enjoyed their relationship together, actually.
Aug. 31st, 2010 08:23 am (UTC)
Because I take so long to write ;_;

<3 Thank you, as always!
Aug. 31st, 2010 12:50 pm (UTC)
You're writing a really long story, so I continue to disagree with you. :P
Aug. 31st, 2010 02:56 am (UTC)
Loved it. Thanks.
Aug. 31st, 2010 08:23 am (UTC)
Thanks again! :D
Aug. 31st, 2010 04:34 am (UTC)
Very sweet--and I loved the bit about seeing Vulcan, that was very very ingenious--trust Jim to think of it. Very very neat.
Aug. 31st, 2010 08:28 am (UTC)
I'm glad you liked it! :D I'm glad my odd mood when I was writing this worked out. <3

Thanks a ton!
Sep. 1st, 2010 10:54 pm (UTC)
Om my, oh my, I go camping with the family for a week and come back bug bitten, hot, sweaty, grumpy but oh! Coming back to this lovely introspective moment makes it all worth it! Lovely!
Sep. 1st, 2010 11:36 pm (UTC)
Oooo! Where did you go? :D

Thank you! I'm glad you like it. <3
( 18 Tufa Towers a Leaning — Visit Negit Island )