Hi! Its been ages since I updated, partly coz I'm lazy and partly coz I had a ton of exams. I'm on holidays for a while now so I can update more frequently- hopefully. Reviews help speed up the process!!  *hint hint*

Oh and by the way the { } stuff are thoughts- just in case any1 was confused

On the Plane

"So you scared?" Tristan asked Rory, who was sitting next to him, clutching the arm rests, breathing sharply.

Rory looked up, releasing the arm rests, composed "Kinda.. I'm not sure I can survive 4 hours sitting next to you"

"of flying…" Tristan said smiling.

"Of course not. Oh wait, Oh please Tristan, hold my hand, I'm so scared" Rory said chuckling.

            {Please don't let us crash}

"Just checking"

"You're not scared of flying, are you?" Rory asked coyly

"No, just trying to be nice. Tristan Dugrey fears nothing"

            {3 hours 58 minutes, 3 hours 58 minutes}

At the Ski Lodge

"Ok students, We have this section of the lodge booked, and while there are specified male and female areas, the rooms are strictly one gender per room." Mr Thompson said leading the way to the building.

"Disappointed Rory?"

"Terribly"

"Don't worry, we'll work around it."

"Thank goodness, for a moment there I thought I might actually have to spend 5 minutes without you, whatever would I have done" Rory said smiling.

Outside the Ski shop

"So I'm assuming you've skied before." Tristan said watching Rory put her skis on without too much trouble.

"Only twice with my grandmother. She's not exactly the speedy one on the slopes, so I'm only used to going slow."

"Don't worry Rory, I'll go slow." Tristan whispered in her ear as he slid past her getting up off the ground.

"You're not too bad Ror, You're right on the speed thing though, Let go!" Tristan said as Rory came to a stop at the bottom of the slope.

"I'm getting there, I'm getting there. Its not all about speed though. Have you even been able to glance at the beautiful scenery up there?"

"Sure I have, tree here, mountain there"

"I'm surprised you've seen that much, you fly past everything."

"They don't call me superman for nothing"

"Come on, superman, we're going back up there and this time, we'll take the scenic route, rather than the straight down trail."

"Any route with you is fine by me"

Rory, trying not to smile, shook her head and sighed.

"Now that wasn't so bad was it."

"It was absolutely delightful, Rory dear. But now we're going up that one." Tristan said pointing to the steeper, higher slope.

"I have a feeling that one doesn't have a scenic route."

"Pretty much. Now you're going down this one with no hesitations whatsoever. You think you can handle that"

"I'll be fine"

"And not so many turns."

"Don't take away my turns!"

"That's what slows you down."

"I realise that, that's why I do it! I happen to care about the little kids that also occupy the slope."

"While that is of some concern on the baby slopes, there aren't as many kids on this slope."

"Fine…"

The Lodge Lounge

"Pool Rory" Tristan suggested walking over to the pool table.

"You bet Dugrey"

"Bet? Yeh, I'll bet Rory. Didn't take you as the gambling type."

"Ahh.. but I am a smart gambler, I only bet on something I'm sure to win. So go ahead, bet away, coz you have no chance."

"Well since you're so confident you won't mind my suggestion- Loser must do whatever the Winner wants, for let say 5 minutes?"

"Whatever I want… Look forward to it."

"Care to break, Rory?" Tristan asked after setting up the table.

"It would be my pleasure."

"Believe me, the pleasure is all mine." Tristan said, while not so subtly checking out her butt as she leant over.

Rory went to break and as she did, let the cue go further behind her and hit Tristan where is hurts most.

"Ahhh… I'll just stand over there."

"I didn't hit you, did I?" Rory asked innocently batting her eyelashes, "Oops, my bad."

"Don't worry you can kiss it better when you're mine for five minutes."

"Sure, Sure. Enough small talk, lets play."

After 20 mins.

"Oh would you look at that, I do believe I have won." Tristan said, bowing.

"You know, you could have been nice and let me win."

"And miss out on your slavedom? I don't think so." Tristan walked into Rory, keeping eye contact. They remained silent for a couple of minutes, before Rory interrupted.

"So, what's it to be." Rory asked looking him up and down before lingering her gaze on his zip.

"I recall something about you kissing me better." Tristan said smirking.

"You're enjoying this too much." Rory said pushing Tristan into the corner and reaching for his zip.

"Wait…You think so lowly of me, that you think I would exploit you like that?" Tristan said lifting her chin so that their eyes met.

"All I want is a kiss."

"Just on the lips?" Rory questioned, getting confused.

"Just on the lips. Oh but there is one condition." Tristan said as Rory leaned in.

"Of course."

"You're not allowed to cry."

"I'll do my best" Rory replied with a smile while memories flooded back to her.

Rory leaned in and captured Tristan's lips with her own. Although Rory had kissed a lot of boys in her years, she felt something new, almost as though she was nervous. She shrugged this off, but didn't feel as sure of herself as she usually did. Tristan was hypnotised by Rory's every movement; her hand running through his hair and lightly grabbing at his shirt. Although a couple of times he had to restrain himself, he didn't let his tongue go a-wandering. After a minute or so, Tristan slowly stopped the kiss and opened his eyes to a confused Rory.

"That wasn't five minutes" She said kind of hurt that he didn't want to kiss her for longer.

"I know." Tristan said smiling casually.

"I thought you'd want to take advantage of my slavedom."

"That was enough for me."

"You are a strange, strange boy."

"Thank you." Tristan said with a knowing smile.

"Ready for the next round of pool then?" Rory challenged, smiling.

"I'd love to."