Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls or any of the characters. If I did,
why would I need to write a fan fic about them? (o.k., I can think of a few
reasons, but you get my point!)
A/N: If you've watched the show for awhile, you know who Tristan is and you know that he's been sent to military school. You also know that Rory just let him go (that silly girl!). But what if she hadn't? What if she had given him a good-bye worthy of remembrance? Read and find out.
Tristan turned and walked away, about to walk out of Rory's life forever. Rory had a quick internal debate. Her life would be so much simpler with him gone; she could finally concentrate all her attention on Dean. But did she want her life simple? Did she really want an existence without Tristan? O.K., so she probably couldn't stop him from leaving, but there was one thing she could do.
"Tristan, wait!" she called softly.
Tristan turned around slowly. He couldn't handle this. He didn't want to leave. But he didn't really have a choice. His father had already made the decision, and besides, he needed to get away from this place. Away from this girl who was driving him crazy, this girl he couldn't have.
"Rory, what? I gotta go. I've said good-bye."
"Yeah, but I haven't."
Rory had reached him by the time he turned around, dragged him to a spot where no one could see them, and pulled his head toward hers. Her lips met his in what could quite possibly be called the century's most amazing kiss. Tristan was surprised at first, but soon gave in and returned the most passionate kiss he had ever experienced.
"Well," Rory said as she pulled away, breathless and a bit embarrassed, "I guess you have to leave.
Tristan simply shook his head and replied, "Where's my costume?"
Rory was a bit confused. "What?"
"Mary, if you think I'm just gonna walk away after a kiss like that, you're crazy. Besides, don't we have a scene to perform? I can't let Paris down."
Rory laughed at the thought of how Paris must be acting at this moment. She didn't know how the rest of the evening was going to pan out, but she was relieved that Tristan wasn't leaving yet. That feeling of relief scared her a bit, but she brushed it aside as she held out her hand to Tristan and said, "Ready, Romeo?"
He gave her his usual smile as he took her hand and responded, "Always, Juliet."
A/N: If you've watched the show for awhile, you know who Tristan is and you know that he's been sent to military school. You also know that Rory just let him go (that silly girl!). But what if she hadn't? What if she had given him a good-bye worthy of remembrance? Read and find out.
Tristan turned and walked away, about to walk out of Rory's life forever. Rory had a quick internal debate. Her life would be so much simpler with him gone; she could finally concentrate all her attention on Dean. But did she want her life simple? Did she really want an existence without Tristan? O.K., so she probably couldn't stop him from leaving, but there was one thing she could do.
"Tristan, wait!" she called softly.
Tristan turned around slowly. He couldn't handle this. He didn't want to leave. But he didn't really have a choice. His father had already made the decision, and besides, he needed to get away from this place. Away from this girl who was driving him crazy, this girl he couldn't have.
"Rory, what? I gotta go. I've said good-bye."
"Yeah, but I haven't."
Rory had reached him by the time he turned around, dragged him to a spot where no one could see them, and pulled his head toward hers. Her lips met his in what could quite possibly be called the century's most amazing kiss. Tristan was surprised at first, but soon gave in and returned the most passionate kiss he had ever experienced.
"Well," Rory said as she pulled away, breathless and a bit embarrassed, "I guess you have to leave.
Tristan simply shook his head and replied, "Where's my costume?"
Rory was a bit confused. "What?"
"Mary, if you think I'm just gonna walk away after a kiss like that, you're crazy. Besides, don't we have a scene to perform? I can't let Paris down."
Rory laughed at the thought of how Paris must be acting at this moment. She didn't know how the rest of the evening was going to pan out, but she was relieved that Tristan wasn't leaving yet. That feeling of relief scared her a bit, but she brushed it aside as she held out her hand to Tristan and said, "Ready, Romeo?"
He gave her his usual smile as he took her hand and responded, "Always, Juliet."