Hey all, thanks for the reviews, I liked the concept but I didn't know if I
could do it justice! Shem, thank you so much for that lovely review, I am a
huge Lit shipper and I mostly read Lit fics but I'm just in a trory mood
lately...I'm developing ideas for some Literati stories, I don't know, I find
it easier to write Tristan...
Forgot this on the first chapter, Gilmore Girls blah blah blah doesn't belong to me blah blah blah, wish I owned Chad or Milo but if I'm hearing things correctly Sophia owns Chad and Alexis owns Milo...ah well
Rory was dimly aware of her surroundings, she opened her eyes and the room came into focus, she was in her hotel room and it was still early morning judging by the amount of light outside. She became aware or the strong arms, wrapped around her bare waist. She blushed at the memory of last night and she looked at the sleeping figure beside her, she couldn't help but smile.
Tristan had been so demanding last night, so much so that they had only fallen asleep a little over an hour ago. She shuddered when she thought of her actions; it was like she was no longer Rory, that someone else had taken control of her mind and body. The lower half of her body still tingled and she even felt a little pain but it wasn't a bad pain, it only served as a reminder...
Tristan was awake and he knew Rory was watching him, he could tell she was blushing, and he couldn't blame her. Last night he could've sworn he'd died and gone to heaven. He would readily continue but he knew that Rory was probably sore and so he contented himself with the knowledge that every time she moved today she would feel what he had done to her. She went to move but he wasn't ready for her to leave his embrace yet. He only tightened his arms around her waist even more.
'Tristan,' she sighed, leaning down and kissing him.
'Hmmm' he mumbled.
'I gotta get up.'
'No you don't.'
'Yes, I do, I'll be right back.'
'Promise?' he asked; his eyes still closed.
'Yeah, now let go.'
Tristan complied, grumbling the whole time; Rory stood up and went to the bathroom. While she was there, she couldn't help the silly grin that broke out on her face, she didn't know why he was back, and she didn't care. When she walked back into the bedroom, she picked up his shirt which she had practically ripped off him the night before and put it on.
'Hey no fair!' Tristan complained when she slid back in beside him, wearing clothes.
'What?' Rory asked innocently.
'This is a no clothes area; you have to get rid of that right now.'
'And if I don't.'
'I'll have to take it off for you.'
'That doesn't sound so bad.' She grinned.
'Actually it doesn't, I think I'll have to though, rules are rules after all.' She smirked all the while leaning over her, an evil glint in his eyes.
'You have to catch me first!' Rory said quickly before squirming out of the bed and running towards the balcony, knowing Tristan would have to put on some clothes before giving chase...
An hour later, they were sitting on the balcony, having breakfast. Tristan had indeed given chase; she had eluded him on the balcony, and ran for the shower where he joined her without complaint. After that, Rory had called room service and here they were, eating and catching up.
'So how was London?'
'Hell without you Mary.'
'I'm sure you got over it as soon as you saw some hot little British girl.'
'I'm going to be totally honest here okay? There is someone but she means less than nothing to me.'
'Oh, the girl your parents want you to-'
'Yeah but I'm trying to get out of it, she likes me and she is nice and all but-'
'But what?'
'She's not you.' He answered looking deeply into her eyes.
'Oh.' Rory said quietly, blushing.
'Still blushing around me Mary? We'll have to fix that.' He smiled, trying to lighten the mood.
'Still calling me Mary? I thought you of all people would know better than that.'
'No matter what we do, the fact that you still blush around me proves that you're still a Mary.'
'You're unbelievable.'
'Why thank you.'
'I didn't mean it like that.'
'I know.'
'Not that you're not unbelievable in that sense.'
'And the Magdalene comes out.'
'Damn right.'
Tristan smiled, he couldn't believe he was here with Rory. After their first night together he told her that he was crazy about her and that he always would be. He had asked her to remember that and in turn she told him to remember her and she told him that she wanted whatever times they met to be good times and here they were, laughing and joking. It was like they didn't need to have big heartfelt speeches, they just knew how they felt about each other.
'So how about you?' he asked 'any great loves since yours truly left?'
'No, I was too caught up on you at first, everyday I would sit by the phone, hoping you'd call, when you didn't I just threw myself into school as a distraction. It worked well, Paris and I are top of the class and she's President and I'm Vice President of the student body.'
'I meant to call, I tried to every day but I was afraid.'
'I told myself that you couldn't, I didn't want to believe that you didn't want to.'
'I wanted to more than anything, please believe that, I thought it would hurt more to hear you so far away than to not hear you at all.'
'It's okay, you don't have to explain, it probably would've killed me to talk to you; I was doing a good enough job driving myself crazy without talking to you.'
'Okay, I think we're both sorry.'
'Yeah, I hate to do this but my mom will be coming in soon.'
'I should get back before Katy comes looking for me.'
'Yeah.' Rory agreed, her face becoming clouded, something Tristan didn't fail to notice.
'Ror, I was serious, I'm going to talk to my parents; that is if you want whatever this is to keep going.'
'I don't know, I mean I know how I feel about you but I've never been the other woman and could we really make it work?'
'I want to try anyway.'
'Then do what you have to do.'
'Okay, I'll talk to you later.' He said kissing her briefly before leaving.
Rory silently stood up and walked to Lorelai's room where she just curled up in a ball beside her mother and let the whole story flow, needing to get it off her chest. She had told Lorelai about Madeline's party when she got back from the airport and they had a fight, not a big one but a fight. Once the mother part of Lorelai was done the best friend took over and ever since that was who she was when Rory mentioned Tristan. Rory just hoped that she would be best friend again...
Forgot this on the first chapter, Gilmore Girls blah blah blah doesn't belong to me blah blah blah, wish I owned Chad or Milo but if I'm hearing things correctly Sophia owns Chad and Alexis owns Milo...ah well
Rory was dimly aware of her surroundings, she opened her eyes and the room came into focus, she was in her hotel room and it was still early morning judging by the amount of light outside. She became aware or the strong arms, wrapped around her bare waist. She blushed at the memory of last night and she looked at the sleeping figure beside her, she couldn't help but smile.
Tristan had been so demanding last night, so much so that they had only fallen asleep a little over an hour ago. She shuddered when she thought of her actions; it was like she was no longer Rory, that someone else had taken control of her mind and body. The lower half of her body still tingled and she even felt a little pain but it wasn't a bad pain, it only served as a reminder...
Tristan was awake and he knew Rory was watching him, he could tell she was blushing, and he couldn't blame her. Last night he could've sworn he'd died and gone to heaven. He would readily continue but he knew that Rory was probably sore and so he contented himself with the knowledge that every time she moved today she would feel what he had done to her. She went to move but he wasn't ready for her to leave his embrace yet. He only tightened his arms around her waist even more.
'Tristan,' she sighed, leaning down and kissing him.
'Hmmm' he mumbled.
'I gotta get up.'
'No you don't.'
'Yes, I do, I'll be right back.'
'Promise?' he asked; his eyes still closed.
'Yeah, now let go.'
Tristan complied, grumbling the whole time; Rory stood up and went to the bathroom. While she was there, she couldn't help the silly grin that broke out on her face, she didn't know why he was back, and she didn't care. When she walked back into the bedroom, she picked up his shirt which she had practically ripped off him the night before and put it on.
'Hey no fair!' Tristan complained when she slid back in beside him, wearing clothes.
'What?' Rory asked innocently.
'This is a no clothes area; you have to get rid of that right now.'
'And if I don't.'
'I'll have to take it off for you.'
'That doesn't sound so bad.' She grinned.
'Actually it doesn't, I think I'll have to though, rules are rules after all.' She smirked all the while leaning over her, an evil glint in his eyes.
'You have to catch me first!' Rory said quickly before squirming out of the bed and running towards the balcony, knowing Tristan would have to put on some clothes before giving chase...
An hour later, they were sitting on the balcony, having breakfast. Tristan had indeed given chase; she had eluded him on the balcony, and ran for the shower where he joined her without complaint. After that, Rory had called room service and here they were, eating and catching up.
'So how was London?'
'Hell without you Mary.'
'I'm sure you got over it as soon as you saw some hot little British girl.'
'I'm going to be totally honest here okay? There is someone but she means less than nothing to me.'
'Oh, the girl your parents want you to-'
'Yeah but I'm trying to get out of it, she likes me and she is nice and all but-'
'But what?'
'She's not you.' He answered looking deeply into her eyes.
'Oh.' Rory said quietly, blushing.
'Still blushing around me Mary? We'll have to fix that.' He smiled, trying to lighten the mood.
'Still calling me Mary? I thought you of all people would know better than that.'
'No matter what we do, the fact that you still blush around me proves that you're still a Mary.'
'You're unbelievable.'
'Why thank you.'
'I didn't mean it like that.'
'I know.'
'Not that you're not unbelievable in that sense.'
'And the Magdalene comes out.'
'Damn right.'
Tristan smiled, he couldn't believe he was here with Rory. After their first night together he told her that he was crazy about her and that he always would be. He had asked her to remember that and in turn she told him to remember her and she told him that she wanted whatever times they met to be good times and here they were, laughing and joking. It was like they didn't need to have big heartfelt speeches, they just knew how they felt about each other.
'So how about you?' he asked 'any great loves since yours truly left?'
'No, I was too caught up on you at first, everyday I would sit by the phone, hoping you'd call, when you didn't I just threw myself into school as a distraction. It worked well, Paris and I are top of the class and she's President and I'm Vice President of the student body.'
'I meant to call, I tried to every day but I was afraid.'
'I told myself that you couldn't, I didn't want to believe that you didn't want to.'
'I wanted to more than anything, please believe that, I thought it would hurt more to hear you so far away than to not hear you at all.'
'It's okay, you don't have to explain, it probably would've killed me to talk to you; I was doing a good enough job driving myself crazy without talking to you.'
'Okay, I think we're both sorry.'
'Yeah, I hate to do this but my mom will be coming in soon.'
'I should get back before Katy comes looking for me.'
'Yeah.' Rory agreed, her face becoming clouded, something Tristan didn't fail to notice.
'Ror, I was serious, I'm going to talk to my parents; that is if you want whatever this is to keep going.'
'I don't know, I mean I know how I feel about you but I've never been the other woman and could we really make it work?'
'I want to try anyway.'
'Then do what you have to do.'
'Okay, I'll talk to you later.' He said kissing her briefly before leaving.
Rory silently stood up and walked to Lorelai's room where she just curled up in a ball beside her mother and let the whole story flow, needing to get it off her chest. She had told Lorelai about Madeline's party when she got back from the airport and they had a fight, not a big one but a fight. Once the mother part of Lorelai was done the best friend took over and ever since that was who she was when Rory mentioned Tristan. Rory just hoped that she would be best friend again...