Title: Perfection's Mess
Name: Roxanne B. Hadchity
Email: rbhcanac@hotmail.com
Summary: When Lorelai goes away for the weekend, Jess unleashes Rory's Wild side.
Pairing: R/J
Rating: PG-13.I think
Disclaimer: You know the drill. I don't own the Gilmore Girls or anything Affiliated with The Gilmore Girls, the WB and Amy Sherman Palladino do.
A/N=Alright ppl! Part 5 is FINALLY up! I know, about time! LOL.well..i got A LOT of reviews for part 4, what with yall guessing who "Him" is.Most of you guessed Dean.Some Chris, some Richard and yes, Some Tristan, but most of all it was Dean. U definetly need to read to find out.Anyway, HUGE shout-out to Jamie, who wrote like 1/8th of Part 5 and Ashlyn who knows her dialogue!.also, A big "He-ey" to Little Miss Aly.I really missed ur stories! Rock on.
Now, I received some pretty mean reviews from someone who shall remain nameless. Now, if you didn't like Part 1, y read part 2, b mean, Read Part 3, be mean and THEN read Part 4 just to b mean?.Get a life!!!
***NO FLAMES***
-Enjoy, (and plz review) Rox.
(Plz send me some feedback, otherwise, it's not worth writing)
Part 5: How you rise, above.
At first she wasn't sure; yes, he had golden blond hair. Sure, he had broad, muscular shoulders, but if it really was him, where were his loyal following of bimbos, each dumber than the next?
She missed him.
She thought she might be seeing things, the lights and sounds confusing her, so slowly, she pushed past the gyrating dancers and made her way to the bar.
Hesitantly, got closer to him and said:
"Tristan?"
Slowly, as if in slow motion, the man turned around.
"The one and only!" he said, leaning back on the counter, slowly looking her up and down.
"Lookin' good, Mary."
She rolled her eyes.yes, it was definitely Tristan.
"I see they let you out."
"Miss me?" he asked.
"Not at all." She smirked back at him.
"Awww.how sweet of you."
Rory looked around.
"So where's your following? Or have you decided to be done with the bimbos?"
He smiled lazily. "You're in luck.I'm alone."
"Too bad for you, I'm not."
"You got bag boy to come here? I'm impressed!"
"The bean pole's too saintly to show up in a gin joint like this." A male voice interjected.
Rory turned, and saw Jess standing behind her, drink in hand. He set them down in front of Tristan and turning to Rory whispered:
"Hey."
* * *
Lorelai walked out of Luke's, more depressed than she was going in. She had lost Rory; nothing would ever be the same again.
That's when she saw 'him'.
He was leaving Doose's; his shift must have been over.
She almost ran into him, she needed to know why he did what he did, she always thought so highly of him!
Before she could grab his arm, he tried to walk away, totally ignoring her.
"Who do you think you are?" she yelled to his back.
He turned around and asked "What?"
"Who the hell do you think you are?.Hurting Rory like that?"
He walked closer to her.
"Listen, Lorelai.I."
"How could you, Dean?. I always thought you were perfect.the boy next door, you know, I mean, your cute! You were always so polite. and tall!.How could you Dean?."
He leaned in and before she could speak another word, kissed her softly on her extremely shocked lips before running off, looking over his shoulder, unaware that Babette was only meters away, taking in the scene.
* * *
"New bag boy?" Tristan asked Jess, who looked really mad.
"Jerk?"
"Tristan."
"Same thing."
Tristan shrugged in response.
"Hey now, both of you, play nice." Rory interjected.
Tristan shook his head disbelievingly.
"And you question my taste in who I date...where'd you find this one? Another barn raisin'?"
"No, he works in the diner."
"Ah!... So the line 'you want fries with that?' must be a real turn on for you."
Rory rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Tristan. Jess and I are friends."
Jess shot Rory a look, which she missed, but Tristan caught.
"It all becomes clear. So, you're single."
Rory took a sip of her drink, before responding. "You could say that." Tristan's customary smirk reappeared.
"We can always change that..."
Rory smiled back at him playfully. "We could, but that doesn't mean we will."
Jess glared at Tristan, and tried to regain Rory's attention. "So, Rory...you wanna dance?"
Rory glanced at the crowd of writhing bodies, then at Tristan, before her gaze found its way back to Jess. "You go ahead...I'm going to finish my drink."
"Whatever." Jess slammed his own drink, and stormed off into the crowd.
* * *
Lorelai stood on the sidewalk. She hadn't moved. She just stood there, shocked!.
'Oh my God! What just happened?' she asked herself.
She needed to tell someone.she needed to rant. But then she thought. Who would she tell? She couldn't tell Luke, he would laugh at her. She DEFINETLY couldn't tell Rory. Then it clicked.
Rory.
It started to rain. She still didn't move.
* * *
So we're finally alone." Tristan said, getting closer to her.
"It's a crowded room." She answered, looking around.
"Okay then, Fry Boy has left the picture." She made a vague gesture.
"He's just a friend"
"But I don't have to be." He really came on strong.
"Who said we were even friends?" she asked, annoyed.
"Jesus, I still make you nervous, don't I Mary?" he asked, Smiling.
"I'm not a Mary anymore"
Tristan looked really amused.
"Sure, Mary"
"I'm not kidding."
He smirked.
"Then prove it."
"How?" she asked, a bit frightened.
"Two Screwdrivers please," he called to the bartender.
"Sounds delicious." She said sarcastically.
"There's a lot more where that came from, babe." The rough guy everyone assumed was called Steve placed the drinks in from of them.
"I can drink a lot more than you think."
"We'll see about that, I don't believe you."
"I'm happiest when I'm drunk"
"I'm happiest when your drunk too" He really hadn't changed. Well.not mentally. He was a lot more buff then he was before he left the hallow Chilton halls.
"Be good"
"That's the whole point of 'Venom', Mary. Being good is against the rules"
"Then break them!" she said,
"We already are." She began to feel uncomfortable, so quickly; she downed the shot in order to shut him up.
She sat down the now empty glass and tried to suppress the look of disgust from creeping up on her face. "Yum. What's next?" she asked, the after-taste still in her mouth.
Without being asked, almost like he knew, Steve came back with a bottle of Bacardi and two shot glasses.
"This should be fun," Tristan said, smiling
"Are you talking about the drinking or what comes next? Because what comes next isn't coming."
She poured. "Yet." He added.
"Your so god damn over confident"
"And your so god damn innocent" His gaze was intense.almost piercing.
"Does this seem innocent to you? Virgin Mary took shots at bars too, I'm sure."
"I knew there was a bad girl waiting to get out."
She turned to face him.
"She's out. Now what do you want to do with her?"
She downed a shot.
"We'll have fun. Trust me, lots of fun."
"Are we retiring the nickname yet?" she asked, amused and slightly nauseous.
"Not quite yet, there's one more thing you need to do."
"what's that?" she asked, knowing full well it would be to him advantage. "Kiss me". She just smiled.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- *-*-*-*-*-* A/N.well.here's hoping u all liked it! I know, I know, the L/D issue is prolly controversial and I'm sure some of u didn't like the "Trory" Twist but HEY! Its not ur fanfic! Get over it and don't come complaining to me! If u didn't like it.y bother to read? In other words: ***NO FLAMES*** Thanks, (and plz review) Rox
Name: Roxanne B. Hadchity
Email: rbhcanac@hotmail.com
Summary: When Lorelai goes away for the weekend, Jess unleashes Rory's Wild side.
Pairing: R/J
Rating: PG-13.I think
Disclaimer: You know the drill. I don't own the Gilmore Girls or anything Affiliated with The Gilmore Girls, the WB and Amy Sherman Palladino do.
A/N=Alright ppl! Part 5 is FINALLY up! I know, about time! LOL.well..i got A LOT of reviews for part 4, what with yall guessing who "Him" is.Most of you guessed Dean.Some Chris, some Richard and yes, Some Tristan, but most of all it was Dean. U definetly need to read to find out.Anyway, HUGE shout-out to Jamie, who wrote like 1/8th of Part 5 and Ashlyn who knows her dialogue!.also, A big "He-ey" to Little Miss Aly.I really missed ur stories! Rock on.
Now, I received some pretty mean reviews from someone who shall remain nameless. Now, if you didn't like Part 1, y read part 2, b mean, Read Part 3, be mean and THEN read Part 4 just to b mean?.Get a life!!!
***NO FLAMES***
-Enjoy, (and plz review) Rox.
(Plz send me some feedback, otherwise, it's not worth writing)
Part 5: How you rise, above.
At first she wasn't sure; yes, he had golden blond hair. Sure, he had broad, muscular shoulders, but if it really was him, where were his loyal following of bimbos, each dumber than the next?
She missed him.
She thought she might be seeing things, the lights and sounds confusing her, so slowly, she pushed past the gyrating dancers and made her way to the bar.
Hesitantly, got closer to him and said:
"Tristan?"
Slowly, as if in slow motion, the man turned around.
"The one and only!" he said, leaning back on the counter, slowly looking her up and down.
"Lookin' good, Mary."
She rolled her eyes.yes, it was definitely Tristan.
"I see they let you out."
"Miss me?" he asked.
"Not at all." She smirked back at him.
"Awww.how sweet of you."
Rory looked around.
"So where's your following? Or have you decided to be done with the bimbos?"
He smiled lazily. "You're in luck.I'm alone."
"Too bad for you, I'm not."
"You got bag boy to come here? I'm impressed!"
"The bean pole's too saintly to show up in a gin joint like this." A male voice interjected.
Rory turned, and saw Jess standing behind her, drink in hand. He set them down in front of Tristan and turning to Rory whispered:
"Hey."
* * *
Lorelai walked out of Luke's, more depressed than she was going in. She had lost Rory; nothing would ever be the same again.
That's when she saw 'him'.
He was leaving Doose's; his shift must have been over.
She almost ran into him, she needed to know why he did what he did, she always thought so highly of him!
Before she could grab his arm, he tried to walk away, totally ignoring her.
"Who do you think you are?" she yelled to his back.
He turned around and asked "What?"
"Who the hell do you think you are?.Hurting Rory like that?"
He walked closer to her.
"Listen, Lorelai.I."
"How could you, Dean?. I always thought you were perfect.the boy next door, you know, I mean, your cute! You were always so polite. and tall!.How could you Dean?."
He leaned in and before she could speak another word, kissed her softly on her extremely shocked lips before running off, looking over his shoulder, unaware that Babette was only meters away, taking in the scene.
* * *
"New bag boy?" Tristan asked Jess, who looked really mad.
"Jerk?"
"Tristan."
"Same thing."
Tristan shrugged in response.
"Hey now, both of you, play nice." Rory interjected.
Tristan shook his head disbelievingly.
"And you question my taste in who I date...where'd you find this one? Another barn raisin'?"
"No, he works in the diner."
"Ah!... So the line 'you want fries with that?' must be a real turn on for you."
Rory rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Tristan. Jess and I are friends."
Jess shot Rory a look, which she missed, but Tristan caught.
"It all becomes clear. So, you're single."
Rory took a sip of her drink, before responding. "You could say that." Tristan's customary smirk reappeared.
"We can always change that..."
Rory smiled back at him playfully. "We could, but that doesn't mean we will."
Jess glared at Tristan, and tried to regain Rory's attention. "So, Rory...you wanna dance?"
Rory glanced at the crowd of writhing bodies, then at Tristan, before her gaze found its way back to Jess. "You go ahead...I'm going to finish my drink."
"Whatever." Jess slammed his own drink, and stormed off into the crowd.
* * *
Lorelai stood on the sidewalk. She hadn't moved. She just stood there, shocked!.
'Oh my God! What just happened?' she asked herself.
She needed to tell someone.she needed to rant. But then she thought. Who would she tell? She couldn't tell Luke, he would laugh at her. She DEFINETLY couldn't tell Rory. Then it clicked.
Rory.
It started to rain. She still didn't move.
* * *
So we're finally alone." Tristan said, getting closer to her.
"It's a crowded room." She answered, looking around.
"Okay then, Fry Boy has left the picture." She made a vague gesture.
"He's just a friend"
"But I don't have to be." He really came on strong.
"Who said we were even friends?" she asked, annoyed.
"Jesus, I still make you nervous, don't I Mary?" he asked, Smiling.
"I'm not a Mary anymore"
Tristan looked really amused.
"Sure, Mary"
"I'm not kidding."
He smirked.
"Then prove it."
"How?" she asked, a bit frightened.
"Two Screwdrivers please," he called to the bartender.
"Sounds delicious." She said sarcastically.
"There's a lot more where that came from, babe." The rough guy everyone assumed was called Steve placed the drinks in from of them.
"I can drink a lot more than you think."
"We'll see about that, I don't believe you."
"I'm happiest when I'm drunk"
"I'm happiest when your drunk too" He really hadn't changed. Well.not mentally. He was a lot more buff then he was before he left the hallow Chilton halls.
"Be good"
"That's the whole point of 'Venom', Mary. Being good is against the rules"
"Then break them!" she said,
"We already are." She began to feel uncomfortable, so quickly; she downed the shot in order to shut him up.
She sat down the now empty glass and tried to suppress the look of disgust from creeping up on her face. "Yum. What's next?" she asked, the after-taste still in her mouth.
Without being asked, almost like he knew, Steve came back with a bottle of Bacardi and two shot glasses.
"This should be fun," Tristan said, smiling
"Are you talking about the drinking or what comes next? Because what comes next isn't coming."
She poured. "Yet." He added.
"Your so god damn over confident"
"And your so god damn innocent" His gaze was intense.almost piercing.
"Does this seem innocent to you? Virgin Mary took shots at bars too, I'm sure."
"I knew there was a bad girl waiting to get out."
She turned to face him.
"She's out. Now what do you want to do with her?"
She downed a shot.
"We'll have fun. Trust me, lots of fun."
"Are we retiring the nickname yet?" she asked, amused and slightly nauseous.
"Not quite yet, there's one more thing you need to do."
"what's that?" she asked, knowing full well it would be to him advantage. "Kiss me". She just smiled.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- *-*-*-*-*-* A/N.well.here's hoping u all liked it! I know, I know, the L/D issue is prolly controversial and I'm sure some of u didn't like the "Trory" Twist but HEY! Its not ur fanfic! Get over it and don't come complaining to me! If u didn't like it.y bother to read? In other words: ***NO FLAMES*** Thanks, (and plz review) Rox