Ok, I hope you guys do like this fic. Please give me some nice R/R, so I know you do like this and that I will continue. Sorry for the long AWOL. So I made it up with 3 chapter more this week...

When school started on Monday, Chilton saw Rory and Tristan together hand in hand. Happier than ever before. They also knew that they celebrated their 6th month anniversary. This was a big thing in Chilton considering that the King of Chilton, a.k.a. the Player, was besotted with a Mary had lasted more than a month. The sunlight through the windows glistered on the rings of Tristan and Rory. So when they separated for their own classes people saw that Rory had a ring on and as well as Tristan. Few people asked Rory if they could see the ring. So she reluctantly, being a nice girl she was, said yes. When the girls saw the diamond and the inscription, To my every breath- Tristan, those girls spread the news that Tristan gave Rory a couples ring.

Meanwhile, girls flocked around Tristan and they saw his ring. One of the girls asked coyly, "Can I see your ring?" She lightly caressed his shoulders. All the girls around him were curious to why Tristan was so smitten with the Gilmore girl.

Tristan refused to take his ring off. It meant so much to him. Not because of the outrageous cost, but because of the meaning. He casually reclined, "Girls, you may look at it from my finger, but this..." he pointed to the ring, "...stays on."

The girls whined at their disappointment, but they say his final offer. So they flocked around to get a glimpse of the mysterious ring. They saw the engraved words, Rory, with a stylish flourish. The news spread like wild fire of Tristan and Rory's couple ring. It wouldn't have been a big deal, if it was some other couple, but this was Tristan.

When lunch time came around, everyone knew about the beautiful, handcrafted rings and the inscription to Rory. The couple went out for lunch to eat under a tree nearby the Chilton's court yard. They enjoyed each other's company.

"Rory, girls have been all over me, more than usual. It was soooooo tiring." He mocked.

"Hm, funny, there were these really hot guys were all over me too. It's so...I don't know, cliche?" Rory joked back.

But in the recesses of Tristan's mind knew that guys thought Rory was physically and emotionally appealing. He had a slight predatory look on his face. I'm jealous? About a joke that Rory didn't mean. What's going on with me? His mind played games with him. You're INSECURE about Rory because you don't know how she feels about you. You know that you love her, but does she? You betrayed your feelings by that inscription to Rory. Will she ever return those feelings to you, Dugray? Rory saw the inner turmoil of Tristan.

His eyes were glazed with hurt and anger. Those two raw emotions were a mixture for jealousy. Her innocent remarks must have hit him. He said how much he adored her last week, and the inscription of the ring said something about him. He must care for her, but she never told him that her feelings did reciprocate his.

Rory cleared her throat and spoke up, "Tristan. It was a joke, you know. I don't care whoever comes to me and flirts with me. If I didn't care for you, I wouldn't be here with you." With that confession, she leaned towards him and kissed him.

Tristan knew that it must have costed her her pride to say that. It wasn't much, but it meant so much to him to know that she did care for him a bit. Even a little morsel of affection, he grasped at it. I love you. Tristan thought that he had spoken it out loud his big secret, but when Rory was still innocently kissing him, he knew that the secret was still kept in his heart. His thoughts were filled with images of the weekend they spent together by the pond. The dancing, the talks, jokes, banters, food, the atmosphere, Rory's special scent and her laugher kept on persisting to play inside his head. His mind kept on saying, I love you, I love you, I love you. He wanted to scream out to the world, but he didn't want to scare her. Summer was soon approaching, and they could then spend more time together. More time for me to work to make Rory fall in love with me. That was his only wish - for her to love him even half as much as he loved her.

"Tristan, we better get going. Class will start soon, and we, ahem, aren't in class by 10 minutes, we'll get detention. I really don't want to stay in school longer than necessary." Rory's forehead was touching Tristan's. Her warm breathe caressing his face.

Tristan couldn't help it. Her lips slightly red from their kissing, her eyes glazed with emotion, he had to take another kiss. So he did. When it came to Rory, he was all out addicted. When he reluctantly finished the kiss, he leaned again and said, "One more? I wont be able to until after school." He puppy eyed Rory.

"No, we better get going, plus you say that everytime. You come inbetween classes! So up you go." Rory jumped up and gathered her stuff. Tristan followed the suit. He took Rory's bag despite that she wanted to carry her own weight. He held her waist and kissed her temple in sweet gesture.

When Tristan was seated in class, he was off in his own world filled with Rory. Their lunch time conversation came to mind,

"Tristan. It was a joke, you know. I don't care whoever comes to me and flirts with me. If I didn't care for you, I wouldn't be here with you."

He smiled at the memory. Rory cared more than he ever had imagined! His teacher interrupted his daydream, "Mr. Dugray, why are you smiling. Do you like the idea of writing me a 1000 word essay on why you don't like to pay attention in class?" she asked rhetorically. "You, Mr. Dugray, will hand that in to me, tomorrow morning at 7:30 a.m. on the dote. For every minute you are to fail to hand in on time, you will write additional 100 words to that essay about what you were smiling about. Got that?" She smirked at him and returned her attention to the class on Beowulf. Ms. Jefferson was one of the most strictest teacher around Chilton. Although all teachers were hard, she was especially hard on students on their behavior as well as their grades.

Tristan looked ahead and trying to concentrate, rather than on Rory's confession.

At the same time, Rory was studiously working on her notes as the teacher rambled on about chemistry - the moles and air pressure calculation. Although the basic concept was easy, the teacher added additional information to the lab they would do in the near future. Which meant tomorrow. She couldn't wait for the weekend. She wanted to go to the bookstore 15 minutes away from Chilton, which was a grand opening. She wanted to ask Tristan if he would like to join her for some quiet and quality time. Although they spent the last weekend together because of their 6 month anniversary it was the first time to be together without the stress of homework. They often studied together and took breaks for food or mind rest. But they didn't have the energy or the time to have time to themselves without work load. So maybe, if I'm lucky, I'll go to the bookstore Friday, study with Tristan on Saturday and study by myself on Sunday. That way I can have time to myself and some time with Tristan! Rory grinned delightfully at her plan thus far.

Sorry this chapter was so bad. I promise the next two chapters will be more Trory quality time. Once again, tell me you like this story, you appreciate this story...lol. Just nice R/R. I hope I will be able to update fast.