by Dakota

B'Elanna stared at the dark head that reminded her so much of her best friend. They were alike in more than physical appearance, both calm and steady until anger or need drove them to speak. She liked him; he seemed to like her. They both loved the same technical challenges. They shared so much, it should be easy to love him but she didn't.

B'Elanna glanced at the blond head that was such a contrast to the dark, so very different in every way. Nothing but trouble looking for a place to happen and happened it had -- in her heart.