Paring: R/T. Do you really need to ask.

Author's Note: Ok I have these ideas in my head my I can't form it in words. Maybe some of you may remember me from LAST YEAR...wow. So I'm back. I would love Reviews, only NICE ones. This is an Alternate Universe. The season happened as it was. But for their junior year, Tristan came back. So now Tristan and Rory are going out. Things happen. I really don't want to write about that.

Disclaimer: This poor girl, who has writer's block? Ha!

Life is all about living. Not how to live, but to live. Your heart pumping wildly and with sparkles in your eyes. Being dead or acting a part in a play as your life, isn't living. So that faith October, Lorelai Leigh Gilmore decided Chilton was the place to change all that. It wasn't a hard task. I guess if God decided that one of his angels should go down to earth, it should be Rory. Well, why is she wasting her valuable time to teach us rich snob Chiltonite how to live. She probably thought that this mission was the easiest task the angel was sent on. But what she didn't expect that she would fall in love.

Rory Gilmore, a coffee fanatic, book lover and a loving daughter, granddaughter and friend wasn't an angel. But when she graced the lives of others, she blessed them. A person that could change so much of a life was a miracle thing; however, Rory Gilmore didn't even know she changed people's lives. She walked around without a care in the world, or acknowledgment of a powerful fact that people were in love with her. To hold a person's heart is the power to crush their life. Without meaning to, people gently placed their hearts on Rory's palms, hoping one day that she'll return it with her heart in it as well....

Part 1.

Tristan was walking in the halls with a cup of large Starbucks coffee in his hand. He was going to surprise his girlfriend with them. *Girlfriend. Rory Gilmore, after so many hard months. She actually decided to go out with me. How did I get so lucky?* Tristan Dugray, the king of Chilton stood 20 feet away from a tired Rory, who was taking out necessary books for her first class out of her locker. He stood there for a good minute just staring at her without her noticing him. Students that would be called "friends" to Tristan looked with a bemused smirk on their faces. If anyone thought Tristan was playing with Rory Gilmore, they were in for a surprise. Just looking at the eyes of Tristan spoke the truth. His gestures that were unconscious spoke in volumes. He adored her with every fibre of his being. With his confident stride, he walked towards Rory. He placed his right hand at the door of her locker and his left hand with the coffee offering the sweet aroma to her. When she accepted his offering, he placed his now empty hand on her waist. She had a huge grin on her face, took it and gulped it.

"Thanks. I really needed that." Rory placed the quickly emptied paper cup in her locker and turned to face Tristan. His face dangerously close to hers. "I shouldn't indulge in your addiction, you know. I hear that any type of addiction is bad for you." Tristan leaned his forehead on hers, swallowed and continued huskly, "But I have an addiction as well. Anything that makes you happy, I want to give it to you, if I could. I want to be the one who puts a smile on your face." He quickly, but sweetly placed a kiss on her lips.

With a little guard around her heart, her eyes reflected a little fear. Her voice slightly quivering she asked, "Why do you say such things that makes me fall for you?"

The only answer was replied back was Tristan leaning once more to give Rory another kiss. This time it was a bit longer, him indulging in a kiss, with his arm snaked around her. An open mouth kiss, it was the stuff that legends were made up of. A kiss that was sweet and sacred, no one dared to interrupt them. A kiss that held no lust, but hidden meanings of unsaid love.

Reluctantly, Rory broke of the kiss and tried to break the sweet tension with light humor said, "We better go before we're late to class." With one last peck, she picked up her empty cup, closed the locker door and intertwined their fingers walking to class. She casually dropped the cup into a following nearby garbage can.

Since Tristan and Rory didn't have first period together, he walked her to her Calculus class. With his hand still intertwined together, Rory opened her hand to enter her class. But Tristan held his hand firmly with her, withdrawing her back to him. He quickly, as if he couldn't get her off his mind, gave her a quick kiss. With a low murmur he whispered, "I think I found another addiction." With a sad like smile he said his goodbye and walked to his own class down the hall. Rory stopped and stared at the back of Tristan Dugray.

Her hand instinctively raised to her just-kissed lips and smiled and turned to enter her class before she was late.

Part 2.

Rory entered her first period class and sat at the empty chair by the front beside the window. She laid her backpack by her leg, against the wall, retrieving her notebook, pencil, ruler, eraser and textbook. She looked at her agenda In two weeks, it was hers and Trisan's 6 month anniversary. She had no idea what to get him. She was trying to be detached to the other previous gifts. She was just scared. She always wondered if Tristan liked her, really liked her, of if she was only a conquest. But after almost 6 months, she could see a change in him. His little implusive gestures; when he raised one of her hands and lightly kissed her palms and placed it on his cheek; or an unconscious kiss on her crown of her hair. When he kissed her, it wasn't only on the lips, it was the eyes, nose, cheek, head, hands....He never had lust in his eyes. What scared her the most was the comments the girls at Chilton said. She normally didn't care about what others thought of her. When she was in the bathroom or in the halls she overheard conversations between friends that weren't meant for her ears. They were talking about the realtionship of the King and the Mary.

"Did you see? Oh my gosh! You know that Gilmore girl loves coffee right? Well Tristan gets her a large cup for her everyday. Isn't that just sooooo romantic?!" Madeline giggled.

"Well, I saw him staring at her all day when he thought no one was looking. I guess its true. Tristan Dugray has fallen hard for a girl." Paris said.

"Well, I thought he'd lose his interest in her after a month at the most. Then she played hard to get, don't you think? Wow, Tristan Dugray wanted a Mary. Maybe he still with her cause she hasn't put out." Suggest Louise. "A challenge. Maybe when he's done with her he'll come to me. Then I'll play the same game too." Giggled the girl.

Madeline said, "I don't think so. I think he really likes her. I have to agree with Paris that he does stare at her an awful lot. It's cute."

Paris added, "That boy is besotted by her. Its finally good to see something other than meaningless relationships around here. I wouldn't be surprise that if Gilmore decided to leave him, he'd be heartbroken. So, Louise, if I were you, I wouldn't put my hopes up about Tristan and you." With that Paris left the washroom with her two friends trailing behind her. Rory softly exited the stall.

Rory snapped out of her daydream when her teacher asked her about a question from last night's homework. Rory still little dazed asked the teacher to repeat the question. When the teacher let out an exasperated sigh, he repeated the question. Fully alerted Rory answered correctly.

Then an idea entered her head what to get for Tristan. *I know. I got the perfect gift. I hope he likes it.* With that in mind Rory concentrated at the task in front of her with a smile on her face.

I hope you guys would review. Its a pointless story that's more to come. Next chapter will be up later hopefully. I don't know. Please lots of good reviews so I feel better. It's been awhile since I wrote something. So it might be a little short right now. I plan to write few more chapters. Hope you guys enjoyed it although it was out of characters. It really doesn't make sense I know, and grammar problems, but its hurried right now. It'll all makes sense in the end of the fic. I may not be the best writer, but bear with me. Thanks!