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Title: Some Things Change
Author: Christine (Christine.2001@juno.com)
Rating: PG-13??
Spoilers: Umm…I guess up until "The Third Lorelai"…the rest came from my head.
Pairing: R/T
Starring: Rory, Tristan
Guest Starring: Lorelai, Dean, Luke, Lane
Summary: Tristan and Rory have become good friends, although she and Dean are still dating (they never broke up the first time). After something happens with Dean, Rory sees that things are beginning to change between her and Tristan.
Disclaimer: Nooo officer! That's not Tristan stuffed under my bed……Well….I was going to give him back!!…. Eventually.
Feedback: Oh, YES Please! This is my first fic and I want to make sure I'm doing it right.
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Running his hands through his hair, he let the water fall against his chest and all over his face, yet he couldn't feel it. He groaned as he replayed the scene in his head for the hundredth time this morning. "I can't lose her by scaring her away! Ugh! Keep your hormones in check, DuGrey!" Then with a whimper, he leaned his forehead against the cold tiles, "But it's just so hard! Today's going to be a long day."
Downstairs, in the confines of her room, Rory sat on the edge of her bed, staring off into space. "What just happened out there?!?" Touching her lips with her fingertips, "You almost kissed your friend, that's what! You almost kissed Tristan!" She was taken back to the time at Madeline's party when their lips had actually met. She couldn't deny that she had felt sparks, but she had ignored them. "Well it's too late for that now! Now, we're just friends!…..I can't lose his friendship. Ugh!" Flopping backwards onto her mattress, "Today's going to be a long day."
End of Chapter 8
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Chapter 9/16
Walking out of the bathroom, Tristan rubbed a towel against his damp hair. He kept rubbing harder and harder as if he were trying to shake some sense into him. His absentmindedness was evident in his appearance. Although, it wasn't possible for Tristan to look terrible, he merely looked tired and perplexed. His regulatory Chilton dress shirt was somewhat wrinkled, though that was only the beginning. The shirt hung on him in a state of disarray. Buttons had been mismatched and only a few had been buttoned, leaving his taut stomach in view of anyone he encountered. However, as he walked along in his trance, he didn't seem to have noticed anything at all. Anything, that is, until he ran right into Rory, just as she was about to run into the vacant bathroom.
Tristan grabbed her arms in order to steady her. As he felt shockwaves run up his arms from the touch, he quickly released her, jumping backwards. Each set of eyes quickly darted towards the other, then back towards the floor. It was the epitome of an awkward moment.
Trying to fill the silence, Tristan moved out of the pathway towards the bathroom. "I guess you'll be wanting to take a shower now," he said as his eyes continued to dart from Rory to the walls, to the floor, then back to Rory, completing the vicious cycle.
Rory's head snapped to attention at his voice. "Oh I already did. Take a shower, that is. I went to my mom's room. Well, I went to her bathroom to take a shower, can't really take one in a bed room…" Realizing that she had been babbling, she stopped abruptly. "Umm…I'm gonna go brush my teeth now."
With that said, she ran straight past Tristan, her face down turned the entire way, and slammed the door shut as if she couldn't stand to even breath the same air as him any longer.
"We almost shared a lot more than the same air," he thought silently. Sighing, he walked towards the kitchen. There he found Lorelai sitting at the table with a large smirk on her face.
"Have a nice sleep, artist formerly known as the evil one?"
Tristan couldn't help but laugh and smirk back. "Oh, it was just wonderful."
"The couch wasn't too small for you was it?" she said with a secretive smile on her face.
Tristan tried to hide the awkwardness he felt from her question. "No….no it was just fine."
"Good. That's good." Then with a gentle smile, "You know that you can feel free to spend as much time here as you want. I know what it's like to need to get away from home."
Tristan smiled gratefully. "Thanks Lorelai."
Then, she nonchalantly added, "And I'm sure Rory wouldn't mind having you around…" She couldn't help it when a little chuckle escaped her lips, but Tristan didn't seem to notice.
Thinking of that, Tristan said quietly to himself, "Yeah I wouldn't mind having her around more either."
But Lorelai heard. Interrupting his thoughts, "So when are you going to tell her?"
"Huh? Tell her what? What are you talking about? I don't have anything to tell her about? She's my best friend. She already knows everything about me!-" Tristan didn't like the way Lorelai was staring at him. It was like she was probing him with her eyes. It made him nervous, because he had the feeling that she already knew some of the secrets that he had tried so hard to keep.
Lorelai cut him off. "Well, I see that Rory hasn't cornered the market on babbling. And somehow, I HIGHLY doubt she knows everything there is to know about you. Like maybe she doesn't know about you're…um I don't know….feelings for her!!" she said with a triumphant smirk on her face.
Stammering out a response, "We…We're just friends! That's all we are. We're friends!"
"You keep telling yourself that biblical boy! If it's one thing I know about, it's my daughter. My very oblivious daughter. Unless you want to self implode with all those teenage emotions running through you, I suggest you say something soon."
Before Tristan can say anything else, Rory walked in the kitchen. In order to avoid clueing Rory in to the discussion that had been taking place, Lorelai quickly said, "Well you two crazy kids better get going! You've got a big day ahead of you!" she said with a wink directed at Tristan. In a mock stern voice, "You mustn't be late or El Douche will be very very angered!! A full full day of useless information and formulas that you will never need again awaits you!!" As she continued her rant, she gradually pushed them towards the door. On the way, she grabbed their backpacks and books and shoved them in their hands as she gave them their final push through the door and onto the porch. They spun around once they were outside to look at the woman possessed that was left standing in the door way. "Now go make me proud!" And with a mock salute, she spun on her heel and kicked the door shut behind her. The two teens stared at each other with matching confused looks, then realizing that they had to get to school, headed slowly down the steps to Tristan's car.
"Is today the big day?" Tristan glanced down at Rory, walking along beside him as they made their way down the driveway. With the sun highlighting her hair, she looked like an angel. He couldn't deny what he felt for her. He had had a pretty difficult time denying it to Lorelai. But most importantly, he wasn't sure how long he could keep his feelings hidden from her.
Rory, as if feeling his eyes on her, quickly glanced up at him. Seeing him staring back at her with such fire in his eyes scared her, and she quickly turned her head away from him.
"Or maybe not. I guess I'll just have to see what happens."
End of Chapter 9
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Title: Some Things Change
Author: Christine (Christine.2001@juno.com)
Rating: PG-13??
Spoilers: Umm…I guess up until "The Third Lorelai"…the rest came from my head.
Pairing: R/T
Starring: Rory, Tristan
Guest Starring: Lorelai, Dean, Luke, Lane
Summary: Tristan and Rory have become good friends, although she and Dean are still dating (they never broke up the first time). After something happens with Dean, Rory sees that things are beginning to change between her and Tristan.
Disclaimer: Nooo officer! That's not Tristan stuffed under my bed……Well….I was going to give him back!!…. Eventually.
Feedback: Oh, YES Please! This is my first fic and I want to make sure I'm doing it right.
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Running his hands through his hair, he let the water fall against his chest and all over his face, yet he couldn't feel it. He groaned as he replayed the scene in his head for the hundredth time this morning. "I can't lose her by scaring her away! Ugh! Keep your hormones in check, DuGrey!" Then with a whimper, he leaned his forehead against the cold tiles, "But it's just so hard! Today's going to be a long day."
Downstairs, in the confines of her room, Rory sat on the edge of her bed, staring off into space. "What just happened out there?!?" Touching her lips with her fingertips, "You almost kissed your friend, that's what! You almost kissed Tristan!" She was taken back to the time at Madeline's party when their lips had actually met. She couldn't deny that she had felt sparks, but she had ignored them. "Well it's too late for that now! Now, we're just friends!…..I can't lose his friendship. Ugh!" Flopping backwards onto her mattress, "Today's going to be a long day."
End of Chapter 8
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Chapter 9/16
Walking out of the bathroom, Tristan rubbed a towel against his damp hair. He kept rubbing harder and harder as if he were trying to shake some sense into him. His absentmindedness was evident in his appearance. Although, it wasn't possible for Tristan to look terrible, he merely looked tired and perplexed. His regulatory Chilton dress shirt was somewhat wrinkled, though that was only the beginning. The shirt hung on him in a state of disarray. Buttons had been mismatched and only a few had been buttoned, leaving his taut stomach in view of anyone he encountered. However, as he walked along in his trance, he didn't seem to have noticed anything at all. Anything, that is, until he ran right into Rory, just as she was about to run into the vacant bathroom.
Tristan grabbed her arms in order to steady her. As he felt shockwaves run up his arms from the touch, he quickly released her, jumping backwards. Each set of eyes quickly darted towards the other, then back towards the floor. It was the epitome of an awkward moment.
Trying to fill the silence, Tristan moved out of the pathway towards the bathroom. "I guess you'll be wanting to take a shower now," he said as his eyes continued to dart from Rory to the walls, to the floor, then back to Rory, completing the vicious cycle.
Rory's head snapped to attention at his voice. "Oh I already did. Take a shower, that is. I went to my mom's room. Well, I went to her bathroom to take a shower, can't really take one in a bed room…" Realizing that she had been babbling, she stopped abruptly. "Umm…I'm gonna go brush my teeth now."
With that said, she ran straight past Tristan, her face down turned the entire way, and slammed the door shut as if she couldn't stand to even breath the same air as him any longer.
"We almost shared a lot more than the same air," he thought silently. Sighing, he walked towards the kitchen. There he found Lorelai sitting at the table with a large smirk on her face.
"Have a nice sleep, artist formerly known as the evil one?"
Tristan couldn't help but laugh and smirk back. "Oh, it was just wonderful."
"The couch wasn't too small for you was it?" she said with a secretive smile on her face.
Tristan tried to hide the awkwardness he felt from her question. "No….no it was just fine."
"Good. That's good." Then with a gentle smile, "You know that you can feel free to spend as much time here as you want. I know what it's like to need to get away from home."
Tristan smiled gratefully. "Thanks Lorelai."
Then, she nonchalantly added, "And I'm sure Rory wouldn't mind having you around…" She couldn't help it when a little chuckle escaped her lips, but Tristan didn't seem to notice.
Thinking of that, Tristan said quietly to himself, "Yeah I wouldn't mind having her around more either."
But Lorelai heard. Interrupting his thoughts, "So when are you going to tell her?"
"Huh? Tell her what? What are you talking about? I don't have anything to tell her about? She's my best friend. She already knows everything about me!-" Tristan didn't like the way Lorelai was staring at him. It was like she was probing him with her eyes. It made him nervous, because he had the feeling that she already knew some of the secrets that he had tried so hard to keep.
Lorelai cut him off. "Well, I see that Rory hasn't cornered the market on babbling. And somehow, I HIGHLY doubt she knows everything there is to know about you. Like maybe she doesn't know about you're…um I don't know….feelings for her!!" she said with a triumphant smirk on her face.
Stammering out a response, "We…We're just friends! That's all we are. We're friends!"
"You keep telling yourself that biblical boy! If it's one thing I know about, it's my daughter. My very oblivious daughter. Unless you want to self implode with all those teenage emotions running through you, I suggest you say something soon."
Before Tristan can say anything else, Rory walked in the kitchen. In order to avoid clueing Rory in to the discussion that had been taking place, Lorelai quickly said, "Well you two crazy kids better get going! You've got a big day ahead of you!" she said with a wink directed at Tristan. In a mock stern voice, "You mustn't be late or El Douche will be very very angered!! A full full day of useless information and formulas that you will never need again awaits you!!" As she continued her rant, she gradually pushed them towards the door. On the way, she grabbed their backpacks and books and shoved them in their hands as she gave them their final push through the door and onto the porch. They spun around once they were outside to look at the woman possessed that was left standing in the door way. "Now go make me proud!" And with a mock salute, she spun on her heel and kicked the door shut behind her. The two teens stared at each other with matching confused looks, then realizing that they had to get to school, headed slowly down the steps to Tristan's car.
"Is today the big day?" Tristan glanced down at Rory, walking along beside him as they made their way down the driveway. With the sun highlighting her hair, she looked like an angel. He couldn't deny what he felt for her. He had had a pretty difficult time denying it to Lorelai. But most importantly, he wasn't sure how long he could keep his feelings hidden from her.
Rory, as if feeling his eyes on her, quickly glanced up at him. Seeing him staring back at her with such fire in his eyes scared her, and she quickly turned her head away from him.
"Or maybe not. I guess I'll just have to see what happens."
End of Chapter 9
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