Author's Note: Hey guys! This is just a little treat for you since I've been so bad about updating lately, and we've reached a total of over 150 follows on the two stories combined! HUGS.

Disclaimer: If you can find anything in here that even remotely resembles Star Trek, let me know. I seem to have misplaced my plot.

WARNING: Not only does this have NO PROPER PLACE IN THE REAL PLOT, but it has also not been betad. Read at your own risk. ;-)

Drops of Jupiter

Isara's POV

I didn't know how Alanna had swung it, but here the four of us were at a table in a Karaoke bar on a Friday night. She and Kirk were looking excited and were just waiting for an opportunity to jump up and take their turn. Bones and I were slumped over the table, exhausted- the two of us had been working graveyard shifts in the campus infirmary all week.

Alanna leaned towards me, smiling happily. "This place is amazing because they play music from the twentieth and twenty-first centuries. You like that music, don't you?" I flopped my head in an approximation of a nod. "Cool! I asked if they had jazz and swing, and they said that they did..." she trailed off, looking worried.

"Thanks, Alanna." I smiled genuinely at her, and she relaxed. I think that she was trying to make up for an entire year of not seeing each other in the few weeks that we would have together. So far, she was actually doing a pretty good job.

"You and Bones have to sing, too," Kirk smirked as he stood up to take the mic. I sighed. It wasn't that I hated singing- I sang all the time- I was just... so... tired...Kirk posed dramatically as the song began. "I'm, too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt, so sexy it hurts..." I rolled my eyes. I should have seen that coming. Most of the young women in the bar started getting excited and pushed towards the stage, sighing and shrieking as Kirk pointed at them each in turn. He gyrated his hips as he sang in a way designed to grab the attention of everyone, but I couldn't help but notice that his eyes stayed more or less on Alanna.

It was painful to make it all the way through the song, but eventually the music died and I happy applauded the cease. Alanna immediately jumped up, smirking and obviously determined to one-up Kirk. Judging by the annoyed look on Kirk's face when she started singing, she had succeeded."Boy you don't try the front, I know exactly what you a-a-a-are." Alanna made no attempt to hide the object of her song, instead pointing directly at Kirk and grinning at his glare. "You you you are, you you you are, womanizer, womanizer, womanizer, womanizer!" Kirk huffed indignantly and slouched back in his chair. Bones and I whistled and applauded loudly.

"Ok Isara, your turn!" Alanna finally passed me the mic, face flushed happily, over the hands of several waiting singers. I grabbed it and trudged up to the stage, unsure of what song to select. I was fairly sure that none of the songs that I could sing confidently were available- but then I was surprised. Alanna had grown impatient and selected one for me. I nodded my head in time to the familiar bouncy piano beat."Steppin' out, with my baby, can't go wrong 'cause I'm in right, it's for sure, not for maybe, that I'm all dressed up tonight." I stood in the style of old jazz singers, one knee slightly bent as I held the microphone in both hands and twitched my hips in time with the beat. The song was traditionally meant to be sung by a man, but I easily took the melody up an octave and let my voice flow smoothly over the words.

My eyes strained through the dark room to see my friends. Most of the club had gotten distracted once the older, simpler song started, but not them. Alanna was beaming and giving me the thumbs up. Kirk was openly gaping at me. Bones's mouth also hung open, his eyes wide. Had I never mentioned that I could sing? Oops. Oh, well, now they knew.

Eventually the song ended. I took a small bow and made my way back to my seat amid quiet, scattered applause. I grinned at Bones and pulled him to his feet, shoving the microphone at him."Your turn."As he grudgingly moved past me and towards the stage, Bones slipped a hand around to my opposite shoulder and pulled me close for a quick peck on the cheek. "That was really amazing, Isara." He graced me with one of his rare smiles.

"Thanks!" I smiled and squeezed his arm. I collapsed into the chair that Alanna had held for me while I was onstage and ignored her and Kirk's pats on the back- I was too engrossed in Bones up on stage. I had never heard him sing- indeed, it almost seemed against his usual nature. I was extremely curious as to which song he would choose and how he would sound.

"Now that she's back in the atmosphere, with drops of Jupiter in her hair, she acts like summer and walks like rain, reminds me that there's a time to change." It was my turn to be completely astonished. My mouth dropped open and I was quickly lost in the tones of his voice. "Tell me, did you sail across the sun? Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded and that heaven is overrated? Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star, one without a permanent scar? And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?" I took back everything I had thought earlier about singing being against Bones's nature. This particular song, bitter and sad and longing and also somehow loving, was the perfect fit for Bones. "Told a story 'bout a man who was too afraid to fly so he never did land." While I was pretty sure that Bones didn't have a clue what tae-bo was and was rebelling against the implication that you would have to travel somewhere else to be in the Milky Way, the depths of his eyes said that he felt everything that the song was saying. He stood tall and his voice was full.

When this song ended, he got a genuine round of applause from the club and a standing ovation from our table. The magic came out of him with the music and his shoulders were once again defensively tight as he shoved through the crowd and back to us.

"That was BRILLIANT!" I almost screamed, throwing my arms around him.

"I sang a little when I was younger." He shrugged off the praise, the tips of his ears bright pink.

"No, seriously, that was incredible." I leaned over and pressed our lips together for a second. He scowled at me.

"No. No bribing me. I am not singing again." I kissed him for slightly longer, and I could feel him leaning into the kiss, wanting to give in. When I pulled away, he was looking a little dazed. "Umm... no?" I gave up and wrapped him in a tight hug, swaying slightly back and forth in time to whatever song was playing then and using all of my special hugging powers. He finally relaxed into me and sighed.

"Okay, fine. But not tonight."

I grinned, gesturing Alanna and Kirk out of the club and grabbing Bones's hand. "That's okay. Right now I want the best soy latte I've ever had."

"And me," he added, mock-indignant. I kissed him gently on the cheek.

"And you."

"Get a room or keep up, lovebirds!" Kirk called back as he and Alanna pushed ahead and out the door. We kept up.