Shore leave was amazing. All of your friends on the Enterprise were leaving for the day. It was a special treat because it was rare or all of you to get out of the ship, and be together at once, even the Captain was able to come.
All of you were on a beach by an ocean. It was quite a beautiful view, with the light blue water glittering under the planets four suns.
Chekov was swimming in the glittering water, Sulu and Kirk with him. McCoy and Uhura were tanning in the sand, Spock sitting next to Uhura, reading. You were also reading. There was a volleyball net set up, but know one was playing.
"Hey, do you want to play volleyball?" you ask, setting your book down.
Leonard took his sunglasses off and looked at you. "Yeah, is suppose. You're playing too Spock."
Spock nodded in a agreement, but raised an eyebrow.
"Hey, Swimmers! We are playing volleyball! C'mon!" You yell, motioning for them to come in. Slowly, they waded through the water to the shore.
They got out and walked over to the net. You had found a ball a few yards away and all of you split up into teams. They were you, Spock, and Kirk. The other team was Sulu, Uhura, and Chekov. McCoy was going to be the referee for the first game.
Uhura served the ball, Kirk hit it over and scored a point. The ball went to you. You jumped up and hit the ball so hard, it flew straight into Chekov.
"Ugh," he muttered while doubling over. You covered you mouth with you hand.
"I'm sorry Pavel!" You say starting to laugh.
"I'm good." He said, taking Sulu's arm to stand. "Let's continue."
The game continued. It was now nine to eleven, your team winning. Surprisingly, Spock was a good player. It was your turn to serve again. Once again, you hit the ball straight into Chekov, this time in the face. It just grazed his cheek, but it turned him into a karate master. He steadied himself, alert and eyes wide.
"I'm good." he said, standing back into his normal position.
Uhura spiked the ball, making the came getting close. Sulu also spiked the ball, tying the game. Spock scored a couple more points for your team. It was your turn to serve again. As usual, you hit Chekov, straight in the face. He fell down and laid there.
"Are you okay Pavel?" You ask.
"Why does the world hate me?" he asked, groaning as Sulu tried to drag him up.
"The world doesn't hate you, just the ball." Sulu said still trying to get Chekov to stand.
"Want me to sub in?" McCoy asked.
"Yes," Chekov muttered before Sulu dropped him. He dragged himself to the sidelines.
Now Chekov was reffing the game and McCoy played for him. Chekov sat up on this log, constantly checking to see if his nose was bleeding. It wasn't, but it must hurt. Spock served the ball, which went to Uhura, to Kirk, to Uhura, to you. You hit the ball and still hit Chekov. He fell backward off the log and laid there.
"Awe." you muttered, walking over to him. "Who votes I stay out for a while so I don't hit him again?" You ask. Chekov shot straight up and raised his hand. Everyone agreed and the teams became uneven.
Today was probably one of the best shore leaves you had ever been on.
Authors note:
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Fanfiction[COMPLETE; EDITING] Just some Star Trek reader inserts for reboot and Wesley Crusher from TNG. Nothing inappropriate included. PARTS 2 AND 3 ARE UP!! DISCLAIMER: I do not own Star Trek or any character/alien