A/N: I'm not a repetitive person so you know the drill, and of course I will never get tired of thanking Raven! You are my sun, Rave!!

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Pairing: Trory

Spoilers: everything on the show until now, before season 5, happenned.

Rating: R (or it is going to get there :))

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So here it goes, is now or never... Ladies and Gentlemen...

Chapter 5: Sunset

The fairytale of blue seas and white sands was over. They needed to go back to normal, or as normal as it could be for them, now that they were dating.

That thought popped up in Rory's head when a cute stewardess offered them something to drink flirting with Tristan, and she felt jealous and possessive. She turned to the little window, and looked at the beautiful sunset that taking place, orange and purple lights while the sun disappeared in the horizon. That wonderful event made her wonder if the end of this day meant the end for them too? Could they make it work in the real world? Could they be a couple?

Would she be able to live her own life? Enjoy her own little pleasures like when she was by herself or would he demand every single minute of her life?

Would they have problems because of classes or family or anything elses that could interfere between them?

What would her mother think? What would her grandparents say? She could bet her Grandma would be thrilled, Tristan was indeed a Dugrey, he belonged to Hartfort society, but would that make her feel uncomfortable? The events, and everything that came to date a Dugrey... granted they weren't at Chilton anymore, and Tristan wasn't the king anymore, but nonetheless, he was still a Dugrey, his name came with a weight, for him and for her, something that Rory and her mother didn't want to experience.

What would Lorelai feel of her dating a socialite? Well truth be told she had been pushing Rory to realise her feelings for Tristan for quite a long time now, but dating him, being his girlfriend... well, this was going to be different from the "friendship" they used to share.

Suddenly Rory felt scared, she wished she could run away from this, to Stars Hollow, to Dean, to safe first innocent-love-Dean. Before complications, before love, passion, lust, loneliness, Jess. She wondered why everytime she was scared she ran, but she was on a plane this time so she just couldn't run. Tristan sensing her discomfort wanted to make her feel good, so he grabbed his backpack and took out a thermo full of coffee and offered to her.

-"Hey, a coffee for your thoughts?"

-" mmmm, thanks" she said with a smile while taking the coffee and gulping it without any precaution of its temperature.

-"So... what's wrong? What is making you do that lovely frown?" he said in a sweet caring tone.

-"I don't know" she answered still pensive, after finishing all the coffee in just a couple of seconds.

- "Oh, come on, you must have an idea at least" he pushed a little, he was starting to freak now, was she backing up on them? Regretting every thing that had happened? Was she breaking up with him before everything started? Maybe he was over-reacting so he decided to let her talk instead of making stories in his head. So he added a little nod, to encourage her to talk, to trust him.

-"Well, yeah, but I don't know what would you think of me, for freaking out like this" she whispered almost ashamed of her own words.

-"So you are freaking out about us? Why? Was it something I did?" He said almost desperate "Did I bite your lip or something?" He added with a sweet smirk to try to calm both down sensing her fear and feeling his own.

-"oh, no!" she said, smiling, giving in on him, trusting him, remembering that day at Chilton, "There is no problem with that" she added with a smirk of her own "it's... just... I was wondering... what will change from now own, I'm affraid of loosing you, us, the friendship you know? I was wondering what will happen with my grandparents, my mom, my town, Yale, everything and everybody. You and me in the outside world, will it work?" She babbled and Tristan found this a very cute aspect of her nervoussnes.

- "Oh, babe, calm down, relax and enjoy everything that is happening to us. We will still have our friendship, but we have more now. We can do this..." he said in a low whisper while getting close to her mouth and just brushing his lips with her ear. "Or this" he nibbled her neck, "or I can touch you here" he said while caressing softly her thigh going up her skirt. Rory unconsciously parted her legs granting him more access to continue to tease her. He was going up her thigh while talking to her:

-"Mary, I want to try this, us, and I know you want it to, I can feel your heartbeat, your breathing. We have to give in to the chemistry, to the physical attraction" he was taking his hand out now, his voice getting more husky, he was still talking to her ear, his hand grabbing her to comfort her. He wanted to be sexy but conforting, he wanted her to feel good of what was happening with them now, everything that was happening. The relationship, the sensual feelings, so he continued talking to her in a low voice, serious but full of desire for her.

"But we also need to take care of us, of this new us. So whenever you freak out on me, you have to tell me, so we can solve things you know?" Rory could only nod while letting her head fall back to grant him access to her neck. Tristan was kissing, licking, nibiling the white skin on her, he loved the way she was responding to his ministrations. But now Rory wanted to be kissed, so Tristan took her head with both of his hands and approched her mouth. Slowly locking his eyes with hers, he wanted to make her feel better, secure, he wanted her to feel everything he felt for her. His eyes were the mirror of his soul and he wanted her to see through him, he wanted to communicate with her by his touch, his eyes. It was hard for him, to talk to her about his feeling but he felt he could let her know how scared he was too, but how confident about his feeling for her he was by looking at her, blue on blue. Sincere, honest, open just for her.

Rory got the message, and wanted to return the feeling so she closed the distance, and kissed him, slowly, lovely, lips on lips, skin with skin, just a kiss, a non-sexual kiss, full of emotion and promise.