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Chapter 2: Doing naughty things

"Rory," a soft voice said quietly and she felt someone smooth her hair. "Rory, wake up. Love."

"For God's sake Gilmore, open those freakin' eyes of yours!"

She let out a sight as she recognized Lanny's irritated voice and opened her eyes forcefully. She was surprised to find that she was still sitting on Finn's lap, her head lying on his broad shoulder.

"How long have I been sleeping?" she asked as she untangled her arm from Finn's waist and rubbed her eyes. Apparently they had ended the game while she had been asleep.

Finn kissed her forehead sweetly. "About an hour or so," he answered. "Not that I don't love to have a beautiful girl in my lap, but my legs are starting to get numb."

It took her a few seconds to register his words. "Oh right. Sorry," she said and removed herself from his lap.

"No worries love," Finn said with a smile.

She laid back down on the couch and yawned. "God I feel exhausted," she said, her voice groggy from the sleep. "Coffee. I need coffee."

"Or more sleep?" Robert asked sarcastically.

"Yeah, that would work too," Rory agreed, nodding her head. "Finn, you wouldn't happen to have this incredible need to carry me to your bed so I can get some sleep, would you?"

He looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "First off, you just assume that you can have the bed, do you?"

"There is no way I am sleeping on this couch," she told him immediately. "Do you have any idea how uncomfortable it is? I could just all well go outside and lay on the bare ground. Plus, you have a big bed. There's space enough for both of us."

"Such a little minx, isn't she?" Lanny asked with a wicked smile, leaning back in his seat. "And I always thought Finn would be the one tricking her into bed. I'll hate to loose the bet." His smile grew as he saw Rory glaring at him.

"Sometimes I can't describe how much I hate you Lanny," Rory said nonchalant. "This being one of those times."

"But you'll try?" Colin questioned with a raised eyebrow.

Rory smiled at him. "That's so sweet, you already know me." She turned to Larry and was definitely not smiling anymore. "I hate you so much that if the world decided to live on my hatred for you, the world would go on forever. It would always exist and the scientists could forget all that crap about the world ending in a billion years. You understand?"

Lanny paused for a moment and then turned to Rory. "Oh, you said something. I kind of spaced out."

She dropped her head in her hands and let out a groan. "Haven't you ever heard of a guy and a girl being just friends? No sexual attraction, no hidden agenda? Simply just friendship."

He nodded his head. "Sure," he said. "But not when Finn is involved. And certainly not when both of you are."

"He is right for once," Robert chipped in. "It obvious that the two of you are in loooove. Fact is Finn has never had a female friend who he hasn't known since they shit in their pants and ate worms."

Rory glared at him and ignored the tingling feeling in her chest. "I'm telling Steph and Rose you said that," she said in a childish voice.

He simply rolled his eyes. "Do that, I always found the brunette Charlie's Angels more frightening anyway. Cameron Diaz and Drew Barrymore are just not scary enough."

The rest of the guys nodded their heads. "I agree, there's just something about Lucy Liu," Lanny said as he got a dreamy look in his eyes.

"Sometimes I wonder if all boys were dropped on their head when they were born," Rory dead-panned before turning to Finn. "And why am I the only one fighting this war? You should be saying something. Tell them they are wrong!"

Finn smiled. "Doll, I leaned a long time ago that it's better to ignore anything Larry and Robert say. After all, when do they ever say something that isn't rubbish?"

Lanny sent him a glare, but said nothing.

"Well, I suddenly feel very unwelcome," Robert said with mock offence as he stood up from his chair and crossed his arms over his chest.

"I wonder why," Rory said dryly.

Finn crocked an eyebrow. "Because he is unwelcome?" he suggested.

"My God I think you are right!"

"And every hour of every day I thank Finn for doing the great favour of introducing Rory to us," Robert said, his voice filled with sarcasm as he moved closer to the door. "Well Lanny, I think we should go and leave the two lovebirds alone so they can do naughty things."

"Sure," Lanny agreed and stood up as well. "Remember to call us with details afterward," he yelled as they disappeared out the door.

Rory made a disgusted noise as Finn rolled his eyes.

"I'm getting something to drink. Want anything love?" Finn asked and stood up. Rory shook her head. "Alrighty then."

"We're good too!" Colin called after him, as Finn headed for the kitchen, before shaking his head.

Rory opened her mouth to say something but stopped with the door opened and in came Robert and Lanny again. She let out a groan.

"Oh no, please don't tell me you are coming back," she begged. "Finn and I were just about to go do naughty things and even though I absolutely love videotaping it, I don't do live audience."

Lanny raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Really? So Colin and Logan are joining you?" His smile grew before he picked up his jacket which he had forgotten. "Well kids, have fun and be merry!"

"And please try to keep the volume down," Robert added with his own smirk.

Rory watched as they opened the door and closed it behind them, her eyes narrowed.

"Those two will make two women very unhappy one day," she replied as she shook her head and made herself comfortable on the couch.

"So it's not true?" Logan asked, his and Colin's eyes strained on Rory.

She frowned and looked puzzled at him. "What isn't true?"

"You and Finn, you aren't together?"

She was surprised at how calm, nonchalant, his voice sounded. "No, we aren't. Finn and I are only friends, that is all," she promised, getting tired of repeating it.

"I'm sorry, we just haven't seen Finn this way with a girl before. He had always been a ladies man; flirtatious, charming and so on," Colin explained.

"Finn is still like that, trust me, he is. Don't worry, he hasn't turned into Mr Responsible and Mature. He's still a shameless drunk who likes redheads a little too much and enjoys nudity more than normal people," Rory deadpanned.

"So there is no way that you two would be together?" Logan asked, crocking an eyebrow.

"Let me put it this way," she began, sitting straight up on the couch. "First, I don't have a huge desire to dye my hair red and become a brainless bimbo, wearing miniskirts that barely cover my ass and tops that should be forbidden to wear. Which, sadly, is Finn's type," she said, mocking disappointment. "Second, I don't particular enjoy being flirted with the whole night and then being dumped like I was nothing but trash, after a guy has had his way with me. Which, sadly, is Finn's style."

"Wow, you really sound like you like Finn," Colin said sarcastically.

She shook her head and smiled. "Listen, as a friend Finn is the greatest; he's sweet, fun and would kick any guys' ass who hurt me. But I know how he treads women. Actually I have been there many times, cleaning his mess up after he has broken yet another girl's heart. And after watching that, I can say with complete certainty, that Finn and I will never happen." She laid back on the couch comfortable. "I'm a girlfriend-girl, and Finn's definitely not a boyfriend-boy."

"She's right," Finn agreed as he came back, a bottle of water in his hands. "I'm not a boyfriend-boy," he began as he sat in the end of the couch and dumped Rory's legs in his lap. "I'm a man-"

"-Who cries like a girl every time we watch 'Titanic," Logan said without missing a beat.

"Really?" Rory asked with a smile while Finn sent his blond friend a glare. "I didn't know that."

"It's true," Colin nodded his head. "Every time I watch 'Titanic' with Finn I realize three things. One: Finn definitely loves redhead. Two: How much Leonardo DiCaprio freaks me out, and three: What a big wimp Finn really is."

"Wait," Rory said with a frown. "Leo freaks you out?"

"Not the point."

"How can DiCaprio freak you out? He's such a sweetheart. Soon you are going to say that Santa Claus is creepy and the Easter bunny gives you nightmares."

"Of course not!" Colin protested. "But I do find the Toothfairy strangely creepy."

"Really?" Finn asked deadly serious. "I have always found the Toothfairy incredible desirable."

"Ladies and gentlemen, my friends: Colin McCrea and Finn Morgan. Fearless, brave and not the least bit crazy," Logan commented dryly.

"Of course not," Rory agreed sarcastically.

"No offence," Logan began carefully. "I know I've just met you and everything… But you don't seem so sane yourself."

"Thank you," she said with a smile and ignored the strange look Logan sent her.

"You are welcome?" He shrugged and decided not to think about it. "Well, I don't know about you guys, but I need to get out. Away from this dorm that apparently is my new home."

"You are moving in here?" Rory asked both Logan and Colin.

"That they are, darling. I was so sweet to offer these homeless boys a home. That's just the type of guy I am," Finn said proudly.

Rory and Colin both rolled their eyes while Logan let out a small laugh.

"That's my queue," Colin spoke up. "I have officially spent too much time with Finn without having a break. So stay back, relax and drink huge amounts of water while Logan and I will get completely wasted at the Yale Pub." He paused and looked at Rory. "You are of course welcome to come but I have a feeling Finn won't let you."

"I do believe you are right," Rory nodded her head. "Besides, as tempting as it sounds, I don't think my legs can carry me to the Pub."

"Tired?" Finn asked and ran his hands up and down her leg.

"Very," she nodded.

"Well, we'll get going. See you!" Logan said as he walked out the door while Colin gave them a small smile, which they returned.

"Alone at last," Finn said shamelessly flirtatious.

"I do believe you are right Mr Morgan," Rory said and grinned. "Now, what do you say? Carry me into your bedroom and let's do naughty things?"

They shared a grin.

"Miss Gilmore, you really shouldn't say these things. Someday you are going to mean it and I won't take you up on your offer," Finn replied in a smock voice, but got up and bent down to carry her anyway.

She rolled her eyes and she rapped an arm around his neck as he lifted her. "Yeah that'll happen and Hitler and Stalin play poker with God every Friday night in heaven."

"Now, you know it isn't very nice to make jokes about Adolph and Joseph."

"What do you expect of me?" Rory asked. "I'm my mother's daughter after all. It's in my nature to make stupid inappropriate jokes."

Finn nodded his head and opened the door to his room and dumped her softly on his big bed. "Ah, you are right. Silly me for forgetting."

"Silly you."

He laid down next to her and looked over at her, her eyes were already closed.

"Hey Ror?" he asked and patted her shoulder. She pushed him away softly. "Why it is you think we wouldn't work as a couple?"

"Finn," she wined, her eyes still closed. "Do we have to talk about this right now?"

He shrugged. "I'm just curious."

"I'm a girlfriend-girl and I need a boyfriend-boy, and you aren't that. You are a playboy, a flirt and a ridicules drunk and that's why I love you," she answered.

"Yeah. We wouldn't work, we are too different," he agreed, starring at the ceiling.

"Precisely. The idea of you and me, ridicules."

"Yeah," he said quietly. "Ridicules."