Don't worry, I am continuing with Found, Now Home and I hope to get the next chapter of that up in the next couple of days! :) I just wanted to do something a bit different and do a story more focused on Rory.

So this is going to be a Trory fic. It will start in season 4 at the end of the episode The Fundamental Things Apply when Rory goes into the laundry room and talks with that William guy. However, in this it's going to be Tristan. This will also have a bit of javajunkie as well but I love writing Trory so that's why I've chosen to do this. I really hope you like it! :)

Chapter 1

Rory wandered down to the laundry room at Yale. She thought back to the day before which was the day of her disastrous date and she still cringed at how awkward she had been. Her mom had been right, she wasn't used to dating. With Dean and Jess, it was relationships. She hoped all her dates wouldn't be this bad because if they were, she was screwed. Maybe she would meet someone and she would just know, a bit like Luke's gut theory.

Rory soon came out of her daze as she reached the laundry room. She stopped when she saw someone using the machine that her clothes had been in. "Uh excuse me?" She said. She was shocked when the person turned round and she realised he wasn't a stranger at all.

"Hey Mary.." Tristan said with his trademark smirk.

"How..why..what are you doing here?" Rory stammered.

"Doing laundry." Tristan smirked.

Yep same old Tristan. She thought. "Tristan.." She said annoyed.

"I go here." He said.

"Yale? You're going here? To study?" Rory asked surprised.

Tristan chuckled. "Why Mary, I'm hurt. Do you not think I'm up to studying at such a prestigious school?" He joked.

"That's not what I meant. I just..I thought..Yale!" She exclaimed not really knowing what to say. She never imagined she would be bumping into Tristan DuGrey again, let alone at Yale.

"It's a good college." Tristan shrugged. "At military school, I was able to have lots of time to think and being there made me realise I wanted to make something of myself, to prove to my father that I wasn't such a big waste of space."

"I'm sure he doesn't think that." Rory said.

"Oh he does. He couldn't wait to ship me off to military school. Anyway, I looked into colleges and here I am." Tristan said. "I could ask you the same question. I thought you were Harvard bound. What happened there? Don't tell me you didn't get accepted. I know Paris didn't but she didn't say anything about you." He said.

"No I got in." Rory said.

"So what happened? What made you pick Yale?" He asked.

Rory shrugged. "My pro and con list directed me towards Yale."

"Your pro and con list? How didn't I guess?" He smirked.

"Don't mock it until you try it!" Rory said. "Besides, I realised Yale was closer to home which appealed to me."

"Fair enough." Tristan said.

Rory stood there for a minute and took in his appearance. He was bulkier and had shorter hair but he still seemed to be the same Tristan she knew at school. Although he didn't seem to be as cocky or arrogant as he was back then. She then realised why she was even in there. "Oh by the way, thanks for stealing my machine." She said.

"What?" He said confused.

"My clothes were in there." Rory said.

"Oh well someone had dumped some clothes on the floor before I got here so I put them in my basket to keep them dry." He said.

"Oh." Rory said surprised, reaching into his basket and retrieving her clothes. "Thanks."

"No problem." He said.

"So..uh..I should get going. I guess I'll see you around then." Rory said awkwardly.

"I guess so." Tristan said.

Rory left the laundry room, taking one last glance back to see Tristan bent back over to continue putting his clothes into the machine.

"Tristan? The guy who called you Mary throughout his time at Chilton? The guy who got sent to military school for breaking into a safe? That Tristan? That Tristan is at Yale? To study?" Lorelai asked over the phone.

Rory rolled her eyes. "Yes mom, that Tristan." She said walking through the courtyard the following morning.

"Wow! Blast from the past then eh?" Her mom said.

"Yeah it was a bit of a surprise." Rory agreed. "It was weird."

"Weird?"

"Yeah weird seeing him again after all this time. He was exactly the same apart from not having that cocky 'I'm the king of the world' bravado he had at Chilton." She said.

"Huh." Lorelai said.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Mom.."

"Nothing I swear! I just never expected you to tell me that Tristan was at Yale." She said.

"Yeah well...So any gossip from there?" Rory asked, wanting to get the subject of Tristan dropped especially since she hadn't been able to stop thinking about their encounter from the day before and whether she would see him again or not.

"Oh my god, I can't believe I haven't told you already! Kirk has a date!" Lorelai exclaimed.

"Really? With who?" Rory laughed.

"His brother's ex-girlfriend." Lorelai grinned.

"Well sure, trust Kirk to make it complicated." Rory said.

"He reserved a table at Luke's. You can imagine how Luke took that. Kirk left him specific plans for the table as well."

Rory laughed. "I would loved to have been an observer of that conversation."

"Anyway, I'm sorry kid but I have to go. Sookie's got us a catering gig that we need to prepare for."

"Oh cool!" Rory said.

"Yeah you wouldn't be saying that if you knew who it was for." Lorelai pouted.

"Why? Who's it for?"

"Your Grandma."

"Really? For a party?" Rory asked.

"Yeah this launch party she's doing for your Grandpa and Digger Stiles for the start of their business partnership."

"Well I'm sure it will go well."

Lorelai snorted. "Yeah.."

"Mom..be nice!" Rory warned.

"Easy for you to say." Lorelai said. "Oh kid, Sookie's just got here. I better go. Study good."

"Ok bye mom. Try not to kill Grandma."

"I'm not making any promises." Lorelai said.

Rory rolled her eyes. "Bye mom."

"Bye."

The next day, Rory was heading for her study tree. She had finally found somewhere to work the previous afternoon after escaping the madhouse of her dorm and after finding out her mom and Sookie had tarted up her room. However when she got there today she saw a familiar figure already sitting under it.

"Trying to steal my tree as well?" Rory scowled.

Tristan looked up. "Your tree?" He asked raising her eyebrows.

"Yes my tree! I was studying here yesterday and it's the ideal place to study!" Rory exclaimed.

"Your ideal place to study is under a tree? What's wrong with your dorm?" Tristan asked amused.

"Yes! I spent ages finding it! Paris and Jamie are fighting so the phone is constantly ringing and Paris is refusing to answer it, Janet's on her trampoline all the time and Tanna has the tv on high volume! I've got a tonne of reading to do and this is the perfect spot." She exclaimed.

"What about the library?" Tristan chuckled, enjoying winding her up.

"Tristan!" Rory exclaimed. "Can I please just have my tree back?"

"Depends." He said.

"On what?"

"On what's in it for me." He smirked.

Rory scowled. "What's in it for you is the knowledge that by giving me the tree, I will be able to study and keep up on my reading and therefore won't be flunking out of Yale!"

"How about the agreement that you'll grab a coffee with me tomorrow lunch time?" Tristan smirked.

"What? No!" Rory exclaimed. "You really haven't changed at all have you? Blackmailing me into a date? Very smooth!"

"Who said it was a date?" He chuckled.

Rory hesitated for a moment, surprised. "Because...well..." She stammered. She then narrowed her eyes when she saw him smirking. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Just a little bit." He grinned.

"You know what, forget it. Have the stupid tree. I'll just fail." She muttered, turning to leave.

"Hang on, no need to get dramatic." Tristan said getting up. "The tree's yours."

"Really?" Rory asked, not believing him.

"I don't want to be the reason you flunk out. You would add that to the list of why you hate me so much." He shrugged.

Rory was taken aback. "You think I hate you?"

"Well you obviously don't like me that much or else you have a funny way of showing it." He said.

"I'm sorry." Rory said quietly. "I'm just a bit stressed at the moment. I've got so much work to do and my roommates are giving me a headache."

"It's cool. The tree's yours. I'll see you around, Mary." Tristan smiled.

"Tristan, wait!" Rory said after a moment.

"Yeah?" He said turning back.

"You know the coffee kiosk by the library?" She asked.

Tristan nodded.

"Meet you there at 12?"

"Really?" Tristan asked surprised.

"Well you did give me the tree. The least I can do is buy you a coffee." She smirked.

Tristan chuckled. "See you tomorrow at 12 then."

"See you then." Rory said and she watched him walk away, suddenly getting butterflies in her stomach. Why was she suddenly feeling so nervous? It wasn't a date. It was just coffee. Wasn't it? Rory tried to get Tristan out of her head and sat down leaning against the tree and got to work. She had so much reading to do, it was likely to last the whole afternoon.

When she eventually finished it all, she went back to her dorm where luckily it had calmed down a bit. She heard her phone beep in her message and took it out of her pocket to see that she'd gotten a text. It was from a number she didn't recognise. She opened it and read the message.

Looking forward to our coffee tomorrow, Mary. You better not bail on me. T x

How did he get her number? Rory wondered. I would never bail on coffee. You should learn that about me. x She replied.

Duly noted. Try not to dream about me too much tonight. ;) x

You wish! See you tomorrow. x

Rory then put her phone away and started getting ready for bed. She noticed Paris watching her. "What?" She asked.

"Heard you bumped into someone today." She said.

"So that's how he got my number." Rory said.

Paris shrugged. "Given that you agreed to go out with him tomorrow, I thought it would be ok." She said.

"What? It's not a date." Rory said.

Paris raised her eyebrows. "You told Tristan that?"

"He was the one who said it wasn't a date." She defended.

"Ok..." Paris said getting into bed.

"I swear!" Rory exclaimed.

Paris hesitated before speaking up again. "Just...don't lead him on if you're not interested ok?"

Rory was surprised. In Chilton, Paris had been so against her and Tristan but now it was like she was encouraging it. "Uh..ok.."

Paris nodded before turning off her light and going to bed. Rory sighed before following suit and going to sleep herself, wondering what tomorrow will bring.

So what do you think? Do you like it? Want me to continue? Review and let me know! :) Thanks! :)