WOW, cheers for the reviews ye guys totally rock! I know that I've ruined
my great record for updating quickly but I'm going to try and make this
worth the wait. I've thought of another idea for a trory fic but it will
have to wait for a while because for this week at least I will be under
pressure trying to finish my book, my deadline is in five days!
I have to say that I'm starting to think I'm totally predictable because a lot of people have suggested things that I had already planned, how and ever, such is life.
Oh, I've been meaning to ask, does anyone know a Fanfic called 'Somewhere In Between' I don't know if it's old or new but I do know I liked it, it's a trory and it's AU. On with the story.
Rory practically raced out of the house leaving Tristan to follow behind. She stood waiting for him in the gardens and tried not to panic at the thought of having to bring him around the gardens, especially now the late summer sun was starting to go down; it was totally and utterly romantic.
As she stood there, she felt his presence come up behind her, not sure what, if anything, he was going to do, Rory stood rooted to the spot with her back to him. She felt his warm hands on her bare skin and before she could stop herself from thinking it, she thought it felt nice, it only lasted for a second however as then she realised that she was supposed to hate him. She jerked away a bit too quickly and Tristan grabbed the bait.
'Afraid to touch me Mary?'
'What on earth would make you think that?'
'The way you just pulled away has me thinking that you like me touching you but you're afraid.'
Rory turned to face him with disdain in her eyes.
'Why would I be afraid to let you touch me?'
'In case you touch me back.'
'What the hell are you talking about?'
'I think you know Mary but if you want to pretend like you're not attracted to me we can do that for another little while.' Tristan walked past Rory and seemed to looking around the garden.
'So where are you going to show me first?'
'You didn't come out here to see the garden Tristan.'
'True but this isn't as private as I would like.' He replied suggestively.
Rory didn't even dignify that comment with a reply instead she just started walking out towards the wooded area of the gardens. Tristan followed.
'Why did you even come out here?' Rory asked in frustration.
'To get some alone time with you of course, Mary.'
'You don't like me Tristan, you don't even know me.'
'I know you better than you think I do.'
'You don't even know my name!'
'Yes I do, I just choose not to use it when talking to you.'
'To annoy me! That's not liking me!'
'You do realise you can't lie? I think you secretly like it.'
'That just goes to show that you don't know me at all.'
Rory was starting to get a bit upset and Tristan didn't know what to do. He knew it wasn't about him, he was cocky on the surface but he was a bundle of nerves around her and he knew that his comments had only a fraction of the blame for the quaver in her voice.
Rory had again turned her back on him and was walking away, he caught up to her but she wouldn't look at him, she just kept walking, her eyes straight ahead.
'Rory wait, what's wrong?'
'Wow, you actually used my name.'
'Yeah, I think I might need to sit down, I'm starting to feel dizzy.'
This got a half smile from Rory who knew that this wasn't an act he was putting on, he was trying to make her feel better, she looked around and saw a tree that was slightly isolated from the others but yet still in view of the house.
'C'mon, over here, we can sit down.'
'Y'know I was only joking about needing to sit down.' 'I know but you don't want to see the gardens and these shoes are for sitting in not walking in.'
'Rory Gilmore going for fashion over function? Never thought I'd see the day. Louise and Madeline have rubbed off on you I see.'
'No, it just comes from living with my mom for sixteen years.'
'You act more like sisters than mother and daughter.'
'Comes with getting pregnant at sixteen I imagine.'
'Bet that caused a scandal.'
'Oh yeah, according to my mom, my grandparents stopped talking to her until I was born and once she started showing she wasn't allowed to go out.'
'Bet that was tough on your mom.'
'Not really, she was happy to not talk to them and she snuck out everyday and went to Stars Hollow, that's why we moved there and not to Hartford when we came back, she had made great friends there and now I have too.'
'Do you miss LA?'
'There is nothing in that city I care about except my dad.' Rory answered with a hint of bitterness to her voice.
'You had a hard time there didn't you?'
'You don't miss a thing. It was great until the last month when I found my boyfriend of a year and my best friend in bed together and my other friend OD'd then of course I found out that my whole group knew about my boyfriend and friend. So anyway how did you become King of Chilton?'
Tristan took the hint and didn't pursue the topic of LA any further. He tried to lighten the mood by putting his trademark smirk and cocky tone in place
'Well when you're as good looking, talented, witty, ath-'
'Enough, I would hate for you to knock over the tree with your ego.'
Tristan could tell he had succeeded. Rory had a weak smile on her face and even a little of the annoyance she wore when talking to him. He noticed though that with every conversation they had, the annoyed look and tone grew weaker and weaker. A surprising thing happened then, they lapsed into silence. Tristan DuGrey and Rory Gilmore, king and Queen of banter sat in a comfortable silence. A few minutes later Rory broke the silence.
'Who is winning?'
'Winning what Mary?'
'Our little game.'
'You definitely.' Tristan said in all seriousness.
'Not that I'm complaining but why do you think that?'
'Well no matter what I say, you always have a comeback and I'm a guy so that means that I'm automatically losing just because of how you look tonight.'
Rory blushed at his words not quite believing them but the comment was enough.
'On the other hand I can make you do that quite easily.' This only made Rory blush harder and Tristan smiled a genuine smile.
They looked at each other and for a split second Rory found herself liking Tristan DuGrey. *No Rory this is not allowed, stop this right now, he's too much like Dean, say something witty and push him away* Rory commanded herself, she couldn't let it happen, not again, she'd fallen for a player before and all she'd gotten was a broken heart.
Deciding that boldness was the only solution, Rory raised her hand and slid a single finger down Tristan's jaw line. She felt a muscle tighten at her touch and she realised for the first time that whether he really liked her or not, he wasn't immune to her, she had some control over the situation. She traced a line along his neck and began playing with his shirt, grazing the skin exposed by the top two open buttons.
'Tristan,' she whispered into his ear.
'Yes.' He replied, his voice hoarse.
'You might want to up your game plan, you're going down.'
Rory pulled away quickly and stood up walking fast to escape a shell shocked Tristan. As she neared the house, her mother emerged from the back looking for her.
'Hey sweets,'
'Hey mom, are we leaving?'
'Yeah, there's only so much I can take.'
'Okay, let's go.'
'What are you grinning about?'
'What I'm not grinning.'
'Yes you are'
'Am not.'
'Are too.'
'There is that look in your eyes too.'
'What look?'
'The look I get when I make Michael do work, they one that says you just did something evil and are proud of it.'
'Michael thinks your evil when you make him work?'
'He always thinks I'm evil.'
'How about when you tell him to take a break?'
'Still thinks I'm evil.'
'Why?'
'He thinks I'm trying to get rid of him. Hey! Don't you change the subject missy. Why are you grinning?'
'I am not grinning.'
'Are to.'
'Am not.' Rory replied walking back into the house
'Are to.' Lorelai said following her.
'Am not.'
'Are to.'
Whoa that was a long chapter, well for me it was anyway, it didn't turn out like I thought it would I hope the T/R stuff is cute and that Lorelai is in character. The chapter is a lot sweeter than I thought it would be in general, probably because I was listening to the greatest band in the world (the calling) while I was writing it and it got me in a bit of a romantic mood. Later Katie xxx
I have to say that I'm starting to think I'm totally predictable because a lot of people have suggested things that I had already planned, how and ever, such is life.
Oh, I've been meaning to ask, does anyone know a Fanfic called 'Somewhere In Between' I don't know if it's old or new but I do know I liked it, it's a trory and it's AU. On with the story.
Rory practically raced out of the house leaving Tristan to follow behind. She stood waiting for him in the gardens and tried not to panic at the thought of having to bring him around the gardens, especially now the late summer sun was starting to go down; it was totally and utterly romantic.
As she stood there, she felt his presence come up behind her, not sure what, if anything, he was going to do, Rory stood rooted to the spot with her back to him. She felt his warm hands on her bare skin and before she could stop herself from thinking it, she thought it felt nice, it only lasted for a second however as then she realised that she was supposed to hate him. She jerked away a bit too quickly and Tristan grabbed the bait.
'Afraid to touch me Mary?'
'What on earth would make you think that?'
'The way you just pulled away has me thinking that you like me touching you but you're afraid.'
Rory turned to face him with disdain in her eyes.
'Why would I be afraid to let you touch me?'
'In case you touch me back.'
'What the hell are you talking about?'
'I think you know Mary but if you want to pretend like you're not attracted to me we can do that for another little while.' Tristan walked past Rory and seemed to looking around the garden.
'So where are you going to show me first?'
'You didn't come out here to see the garden Tristan.'
'True but this isn't as private as I would like.' He replied suggestively.
Rory didn't even dignify that comment with a reply instead she just started walking out towards the wooded area of the gardens. Tristan followed.
'Why did you even come out here?' Rory asked in frustration.
'To get some alone time with you of course, Mary.'
'You don't like me Tristan, you don't even know me.'
'I know you better than you think I do.'
'You don't even know my name!'
'Yes I do, I just choose not to use it when talking to you.'
'To annoy me! That's not liking me!'
'You do realise you can't lie? I think you secretly like it.'
'That just goes to show that you don't know me at all.'
Rory was starting to get a bit upset and Tristan didn't know what to do. He knew it wasn't about him, he was cocky on the surface but he was a bundle of nerves around her and he knew that his comments had only a fraction of the blame for the quaver in her voice.
Rory had again turned her back on him and was walking away, he caught up to her but she wouldn't look at him, she just kept walking, her eyes straight ahead.
'Rory wait, what's wrong?'
'Wow, you actually used my name.'
'Yeah, I think I might need to sit down, I'm starting to feel dizzy.'
This got a half smile from Rory who knew that this wasn't an act he was putting on, he was trying to make her feel better, she looked around and saw a tree that was slightly isolated from the others but yet still in view of the house.
'C'mon, over here, we can sit down.'
'Y'know I was only joking about needing to sit down.' 'I know but you don't want to see the gardens and these shoes are for sitting in not walking in.'
'Rory Gilmore going for fashion over function? Never thought I'd see the day. Louise and Madeline have rubbed off on you I see.'
'No, it just comes from living with my mom for sixteen years.'
'You act more like sisters than mother and daughter.'
'Comes with getting pregnant at sixteen I imagine.'
'Bet that caused a scandal.'
'Oh yeah, according to my mom, my grandparents stopped talking to her until I was born and once she started showing she wasn't allowed to go out.'
'Bet that was tough on your mom.'
'Not really, she was happy to not talk to them and she snuck out everyday and went to Stars Hollow, that's why we moved there and not to Hartford when we came back, she had made great friends there and now I have too.'
'Do you miss LA?'
'There is nothing in that city I care about except my dad.' Rory answered with a hint of bitterness to her voice.
'You had a hard time there didn't you?'
'You don't miss a thing. It was great until the last month when I found my boyfriend of a year and my best friend in bed together and my other friend OD'd then of course I found out that my whole group knew about my boyfriend and friend. So anyway how did you become King of Chilton?'
Tristan took the hint and didn't pursue the topic of LA any further. He tried to lighten the mood by putting his trademark smirk and cocky tone in place
'Well when you're as good looking, talented, witty, ath-'
'Enough, I would hate for you to knock over the tree with your ego.'
Tristan could tell he had succeeded. Rory had a weak smile on her face and even a little of the annoyance she wore when talking to him. He noticed though that with every conversation they had, the annoyed look and tone grew weaker and weaker. A surprising thing happened then, they lapsed into silence. Tristan DuGrey and Rory Gilmore, king and Queen of banter sat in a comfortable silence. A few minutes later Rory broke the silence.
'Who is winning?'
'Winning what Mary?'
'Our little game.'
'You definitely.' Tristan said in all seriousness.
'Not that I'm complaining but why do you think that?'
'Well no matter what I say, you always have a comeback and I'm a guy so that means that I'm automatically losing just because of how you look tonight.'
Rory blushed at his words not quite believing them but the comment was enough.
'On the other hand I can make you do that quite easily.' This only made Rory blush harder and Tristan smiled a genuine smile.
They looked at each other and for a split second Rory found herself liking Tristan DuGrey. *No Rory this is not allowed, stop this right now, he's too much like Dean, say something witty and push him away* Rory commanded herself, she couldn't let it happen, not again, she'd fallen for a player before and all she'd gotten was a broken heart.
Deciding that boldness was the only solution, Rory raised her hand and slid a single finger down Tristan's jaw line. She felt a muscle tighten at her touch and she realised for the first time that whether he really liked her or not, he wasn't immune to her, she had some control over the situation. She traced a line along his neck and began playing with his shirt, grazing the skin exposed by the top two open buttons.
'Tristan,' she whispered into his ear.
'Yes.' He replied, his voice hoarse.
'You might want to up your game plan, you're going down.'
Rory pulled away quickly and stood up walking fast to escape a shell shocked Tristan. As she neared the house, her mother emerged from the back looking for her.
'Hey sweets,'
'Hey mom, are we leaving?'
'Yeah, there's only so much I can take.'
'Okay, let's go.'
'What are you grinning about?'
'What I'm not grinning.'
'Yes you are'
'Am not.'
'Are too.'
'There is that look in your eyes too.'
'What look?'
'The look I get when I make Michael do work, they one that says you just did something evil and are proud of it.'
'Michael thinks your evil when you make him work?'
'He always thinks I'm evil.'
'How about when you tell him to take a break?'
'Still thinks I'm evil.'
'Why?'
'He thinks I'm trying to get rid of him. Hey! Don't you change the subject missy. Why are you grinning?'
'I am not grinning.'
'Are to.'
'Am not.' Rory replied walking back into the house
'Are to.' Lorelai said following her.
'Am not.'
'Are to.'
Whoa that was a long chapter, well for me it was anyway, it didn't turn out like I thought it would I hope the T/R stuff is cute and that Lorelai is in character. The chapter is a lot sweeter than I thought it would be in general, probably because I was listening to the greatest band in the world (the calling) while I was writing it and it got me in a bit of a romantic mood. Later Katie xxx
