Title: Here We Meet Again

Rating: M

Pairing: Rory/Tristan

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Summary: Rory and Tristan meet again at a party thrown by her grandparents. Set just before junior year of university begins.

Rory Gilmore stared at herself in the full-length mirror that sat in her room at her Grandparents house. She was 21 years old and still had to dress up to perfection and attend these stupid society parties. Her grandmother's stylist had curled her hair all nice, so it fell down her back in large ringlets, and she was clad in a thigh high red dress, that clung to her curves and made her feel semi uncomfortable. She was glad the red heels she was wearing weren't to high, so she could pull them off without a hitch. She stared at herself for a little while longer, and frowned. Sighing she made her way downstairs to get this party over with.

Rory found her mother almost instantly, and for that she was very thankful. They both loathed these parties, and could wallow in self-pity together. Rory soon got lost in conversations with random people, and drinking a martini here and there.

From across the room Tristan DuGrey stood studying the one and only Rory Gilmore, Mary. He smirked as he watched her sip a martini and try to pretend like she was enjoying what the old business man in front of her was talking about. He kept his gaze focused on her as he leaned up against the far end of the bar, he was willing her to look his way.

Rory slowly gazed around the room, trying desperately to find her mother so she could have an excuse to get away from this cocky guy who was spitting facts and 'charm' out at her, when her gaze locked with a guy standing at the end of the bar. As she focused her eyes on his, her gut twisted and jumped as she recognized non other then Tristan DuGrey. Tristan smiled at her, and she abruptly excused herself from the guy in front of her and slowly made her way over to Tristan.

Tristan watched Rory approach him, she had really matured into an incredibly sexy woman. His gaze made its way up her body, the height the heels gave her, her smooth, long legs… the way the dress clung to her slowly swaying hips. Yup… Tristan DuGrey still had it bad for his Mary. He has wanted to have his hands on her for years now.

Rory scanned the length of Tristan, she remembered him looking good in high school, but now he was a gorgeous, lean, grown man. It was like some force was pushing her towards him, like a sudden attraction and curiosity.

"Hello Mary." Tristan chirped, with a smirk on his face as Rory finally approached him.

"Well well… Tristan DuGrey, fancy meeting you here after all this time." Rory replied, not exactly knowing how this is going to go.

"Yes, unfortunately this part of my life…" he began, gesturing to the party, "… will never stop, especially now that I am back in the area." He stated, still smiling looking at her. "Can I get you another martini there Rory, maybe we can go sit down?!" he suggested.

"Well, I suppose since you used my real name, that doesn't sound to shabby." She smirked back, as he got them their drinks.

"You lead the way Miss. Gilmore, I am at your mercy!" He stated as they pushed they're way through the crowd towards the tables.

"Ah, I see you havn't changed any, still quite the charmer are you?!" Rory let out a little laugh as she replied.

"Only for you Mary, only for you." He said as they approached a table in the corner, and he pulled out a chair for her.

"Thank you kind sir." Rory said as she sat down, and turned slightly to face the seat Tristan had chosen next to her.

"Well Mary, I must say… you are looking very well. That is a ravishing dress." He honestly complimented her as a little colour made its way to her cheeks. "Well, im glad to see that I can still make you blush, that was one thing I always really liked." He chuckled, and she glared at him, smirking at bit herself.

"Ever the cocky one Tristan, but I must say as well, you are looking pretty good too, military school looks like it did you good…" she smiled, glad to see her words had an effect on him too, "… how was it?" she asked Tristan, truly curious as to what her classmate has been up to these past few years.

"Well, at first I hated it… of course, but I met some really great guys there, and it really opened my eyes as to what I want to do. When I graduated I decided not to continue on with the military and I went to Princeton to study pre-med, and now im just starting Yale to finish up medical school." He met her eyes when he finished talking.

"Wow Tristan, that's great… good for you! So your starting Yale huh?" She asked, not sure if he knew that she attended as well.

"You betcha. They have the best medical program in the country! What about you, hows Harvard?" He asked, wanting to know more about her.

"Actually, I decided against Harvard in senior year at Chilton. I am actually starting my second year at Yale. I am taking journalism and I work at the Yale Daily News. I'm loving it very much, and am in the same boat as you in being forced to attend these stupid parties."

"Well then I guess we will be seeing each other around." Tristan smirked.

"That's what it looks like. Oh, and my roommate is Paris, so you will be seeing her around too." Rory let out a little laugh at the look on Tristan's face as she told him about Paris.

"You and Paris? Roomates?" Tristan asked, really surprised. "Never thought I would see the day when you two actually got along." He chuckled.

The two of them continued to chat, and talk about everything. Rory couldn't believe this was the same Tristan, he was the same in some respects, but he had grown up so much. She found herself enjoying his company way to much for her own liking. She didn't need to fall for anybody right now.

What she didn't know was that Tristan was thinking the exact same thing. Of course he knew he was probably going to see her tonight when he found out it was the Gilmore function his parents were making him attend now that he was back in town, but he was not prepared for all of these feelings to rush back to him. He found himself attracted to her in everyway.

A/N- I promise it will get more in depth in the chapters to come. I am just really spacing out right now, and want to come up with some great ideas to make this story awesome. So I do promise that you can expect more soon.