A/N: In my story Spock and Uhura have split up before it starts. I've decided it's because after his mother died and his emotional comprimisation Spock shut out all emotion and Uhura couldn't cope. That's all. Change of process for translations instead of at the end they're in brackets at the end of the line.

Oh and I've seen others put these so just to say I only own Pavlusha but if you'd like to give me Pavel or Spock I wouldn't refuse.

Pavlusha had always known Pavel was gay. Even before he did. Their mother had been told they'd be twin girls so she had bought everything in pink. When Pavel was a boy she decided he could wear pink for now and he could have boy clothes when he'd grown out of them. When people saw the two babies they thought they were both girls due to the fact that they were almost identical. The only difference between them was gender but at that age unless undressed both genders looked the same.
That was one clue also there was the fact he was taught knitting and about fashion and loved shoe shopping.

Captain Kirk had decided that to avoid confusion the twins were to be referred to as Ensign Pavel and Ensign Pavlusha. He occasionally called them Ensign Chekov if he couldn't remember which one was in the chair.
"Ensign Chekov," Kirk called.
Pavlusha span her chair around, "Yes, sir."
"Ah Pavlusha, it's nearing your birthday correct?" He asked.
"Aye sir," She replied before adding, "And Pavel's is soon too."
"Oh I was gonna throw a party but we can't have two around the same time," Kirk pondered.
Pavlusha couldn't help but laugh and once Lieutenant Uhura and Lieutenant Sulu registered what Kirk had said they joined in. Kirk didn't know what was so funny.
"What?" He questioned.
Pavel and Pavlusha's birthdays are quite close," Uhura answered.
"Yeah, how far apart Pavlusha?" Sulu asked.
"Around 20 minutes, mine's before his zough," Pavlusha laughed, "Luckily for my Mozer."
That was when Kirk remembered that they were twins. Wait that means. "You're both eighteen this month!"
"Da." Pavel answered though it hadn't really been a question. He'd walked in just before Kirk asked What but no one had noticed.
There was a silence for a moment before Uhura enquired, "Why was it lucky for your mother that you were first Pavlusha?"
"Nyet, nyet. Я ненавижу эту историю," Pavel sighed. (I hate this story)
"Но это великий," Pavlusha insisted as she went on to tell it any way. (But it's a great one.)
"Vhen mozer vas pregnant vith she vas told ve'd be twin girls. So I can't imagine how shocked she'd hawe been if Pavel was first. Here, I have picture of us as children." She got a picture of them up on her padd.
"Nyet. Nyet. Please nyet," Pavel pleaded but it was too late.
Pavlusha only showed Uhura who was sort of shocked. "But… Which… Who… What?" Uhura didn't know what to say. She knew Pavel was embarrassed by the picture so spoke in Russian. "Which is which?"
"If picture is one I think then right is me," Pavel responded, also in Russian.
Uhura them smiled, "Ah you were cute as children," She'd gone back to English, "You're both pretty cute now but you were cuter then, and even more identical."
Kirk never got to see the picture.

That lunch Pavel and Pavlusha sat together as usual when their shifts allowed it. When Kirk and Sulu went over to sit with them they were having a heated discussion.
"Почему ты это сделал?" Pavel asked. (Why did you do that?)
"Делайте то, что?" Pavlusha responded. (Do what?)
"Смутить меня перед капитан?" Pavel expanded. (Embarrass me in front of the Captain?)
"Что? Я не показываю ему фотографии." (What? I didn't show him the photograph.)
"Nyet. Но ты скажи ему, девушка история! Вы бы понравилось если бы это было наоборот, и командующий был там, и я бы сказал, что это?" (But you did tell him the girl story! Would you have liked it if it was the other way around and the Commander was there and I'd said it?)
"Nyet, сожалеющий." (Sorry)
Once they'd stopped Kirk spoke, "Are you two okay?"
"Da, da. It is all okay," Pavlusha smiled.
"It sounded pretty heated," Sulu chipped in.
"Ve... Ve were discussing our last call to Mozer," Pavel declared not wanting to risk what Pavlusha would say, "Right Lush."
"Da, right Pav."
The rest of lunch was spent with Kirk asking what they'd like for their birthday. There was only one thing he gathered was definitely needed. Vodka.

Their birthday soon came and the party was one of the best any guest had been to. Kirk invited all the crew members who worked the bridge with them as well as two important others. Uhura, Spock, Sulu, Scotty, Bones, Lawrence, Richards and Roberts, as well as Kirk. In five hours the two Chekov's had managed to go through seven vodka bottles and were both only just showing signs of it.
It was around twelve am and both Chekovs were on at seven tomorrow. Kirk caught Spock's eye both nodded knowing what the other was thinking. We need to get them back. Spock took care of Pavlusha and Kirk got Pavel. Neither knew what they'd end up getting into.

Spock got Pavlusha back first.
"Miss Chekov I need you to open the door," Spock announced.
"Can't. You do it. Code's KCOPS," she replied obviously not caring that he knew it.
Spock keyed it in and the door slid open. He maneuvered the girl to the bed but she wouldn't let go.
"Miss Chekov, I need to get back to my quarters."
"Nyet. Nyet. Ты останешься здесь. со мной." (You stay here. With me.)
Spock was lucky enough to have learnt Russian. "Da," he answered.
She wiggled on the bed moving to the edge nearest the wall, still holding onto Spock's hand. She then patted the space saying, "лежать." (Lay.)
I may as well he thought and lay on the bed at the side of her. He didn't notice Pavlusha's smile as she fell asleep.

When Kirk got Pavel back he had the same problem with Pavel's door and couldn't remember the override at that moment.
"Pavel. I need the door code."
"KRIKT"
Pavel's reaction to being left was much the same as Pavlusha's. He refused to let go of Kirk's hands. Kirk twigged on to what this meant without being told and lay on the bed with Pavel. Lucky really as he only knew yes and no in Russian. And drunk Chekov's only spoke Russian.

When Pavel awoke to find Jim Kirk in his bed he was shocked. Fortunately he didn't have time to ponder what had led to the situation as Kirk also awoke.
"Morning, kid. Before you worry I did nothin' to ya. I walked ya back an' you wouldn't let go off me an' I kinda guessed it'd be okay to stop here," Kirk explained.
"Ah sorry, zat happens vhen I get drunk. I don't let go and my escort has to stay. Lucky you understood as drunk Chekov's only speak Russian."
Kirk smiled at that then commented, "You were only eighteen yesterday. How'd you know that?"
"Am Russian," was the only response he got before Pavel climbed over him and went to the bathroom.

Spock woke before Pavlusha and was shocked to find Pavlusha's arms wrapped around him and her legs intertwined with his. He didn't move for fear of waking her. He only had to wait for fifteen minutes before she woke. Upon realising her position she instantly removed her limbs from Spock and sat where their feet had been, Spock was now sat where their heads had been.
"Sorry. Drunk Chekov's don't let go and only speak Russian," She tried to explain.
"It is fine Miss Chekov. It was, what is the phrase humans use, nice to have company," Spock responded, "May I enquire how you know that drunk Chekov's don't let go and only speak Russian when you have just turned eighteen?"
"Am Russian," she smiled.
"I fail to see how that answers my question."
"Russian drinking age is fourteen. I vas drinking many years at home, until I joined and then had to stop until now."
"I see that explains why you and Ensign Pavel managed seven bottles of vodka before either of you seemed drunk."
"Da. Now if you excuse me I need to use my bathroom I'm on duty at seven and you are too. Your uniform's got crinkled in my bed. There's iron in cupboard if you want to borrow it."

A/N: Oh and I don't know if drinking age is that but it is here and Pavlusha's nickname of Lush is said like Loosh.