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The Kissing Competition

Rory: What are you going to do?

Lorelai: If I knew that do you think we'd be standing here like rejects from American idol auditions?

Rory: Granted. But we've got dressed, its eleven o'clock at night, and now were standing in front of Luke's for no reason. You must have a reason.

Lorelai: I'm sorry I'm Lorelai have we met?

Rory: Ok, ok. I'm going to go home in one minute if you don't tell me what we are doing here.

Lorelai: Ssssshhhhh!

Rory: What?

Lorelai points to the windows above the diner, a light has been switched on and they can hear someone coming downstairs. Lorelai grabs Rory's arm and begins to drag her away from Luke's.

Rory: What is going on?

Lorelai: Just wait here, ok?

Rory: What? Why? What are you doing?

Rory watches amazed as Lorelai walks across the street towards Luke's. She gently taps on the door. Rory watches as Lorelai and Luke talk quietly for a minute then Lorelai steps inside. Rory can feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. What the hell is going on?

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Lorelai can't believe she's about to do this. But she can't stand the wondering, she hasn't slept comfortably for three nights and if she doesn't do something she knows that she'll always want to know and that will get awkward.

She sees Luke inside the diner walking towards her; he looks up and notices her standing at the door. He hurries over, unlocking the door.

Luke: What's wrong?

Lorelai: Nothing, nothing's wrong I just needed to talk to you.

Luke: Lorelai, its ten past eleven, can't it wait?

Lorelai: No, I don't think it can.

Luke gives her a look of confusion, Ok, come on in, do you want some water?

Lorelai: No, I'm good.

Luke grabs a glass from under the counter, fills it up with water at the sink and turns around to see Lorelai looking at him like she's never seen him before.

What? He asks

Lorelai gets up from her stool and come around to his side of the counter.

She whispers, I just have to know.

With no warning her mouth is fused to Luke's, the glass drops from his hand and smashes on the diner floor. Like lightening his arms go around her.

She's kissing him; madly, wildly, tilting her head, moving her tongue along his lips. He's running his hands up and down her sides, kissing her back just as passionately. It's an explosion of a kiss. Their mouths move as if trying to devour each other, hands are moving back and forth trying to grip something solid. Luke's hands are fisted in her hair and her hands are stoking his back.

Suddenly she pulls back. Luke's face is a study of passion and shock. Lorelai watches him quietly,

I though so, she mutters. Then she smiles triumphantly and jumps back into his arms and kisses him again. A few minutes later she moves back from him.

Luke: What was that?

Lorelai: Kissing?

Luke: Why?

Lorelai: Because ever since you told me about that kissing competition I was curious. I haven't been able to sleep.

Luke: And you think that this was a good idea.

Lorelai: Don't you? I've wanted to do that for three days, four hours and ten minutes.

Luke: Oh Yeah? Well I've wanted you to do that from the first moment I saw you and every dam day since then, so I guess I should be glad, by the end of this Luke's tone is slightly bitter, he glares at her, and then bends down to start cleaning up the broken glass.

He straightens up with bits of glass in his hands. Lorelai looks at him in surprise. Luke's face is all seriousness when he says.

Luke: So, now you know, I'm glad I was here to satisfy your curiosity but I think you should leave.         

Lorelai turns and walks out of the diner. Rory runs over.

Rory: What's wrong? What happened? Rory finally gets a good look at Lorelai's face under a nearby street lamp,

Rory: Oh