A/N: Hey guys! This is my fifth GG fic. I will be writing a sequel to A Mighty Quarrel as soon as this is done. I haven't started the next chapter, but by the time I update, the rest of the story will be complete. I hope you like. I don't own anything related to Gilmore girls. This is set sometime before Nicole, after Lorelai's dream. It's pure Java Junkie. There will be hardly any mentions of Rory, let alone who she's dating, so that doesn't matter. Luke and Lorelai have acknowledged their attraction to each other. Have fun and review so I can post the next chapter. Luv you guys!

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Chapter One: Coffee-less

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Lorelai Gilmore strolled into the diner with confidence, intent on her objective. The day was Monday, the worst day of the week. She was desperately bored and incredibly tired, and the only way for her to cheer herself up was to annoy the Hell out of Luke. She went to the counter and plopped down onto a stool. Luke's back was to her (which she took full advantage of. She completely checked out his butt, though she would never in her life admit it) as he filled the coffee pot with fresh grounds. He turned and jumped a little when he saw her.

"Lorelai. Didn't hear you." He was going to turn away when he froze. "Which is weird, seeing how there's always noise coming from you. Be it your voice or the sound of you eating."

She raised her brows at that but remained silent. Luke stared at her.

"What's wrong with you?"

She smiled at him.

"Why are you staring at me?"

She cocked her head to the side.

"Is this a game Lorelai?"

If he was getting angry, he wasn't showing it. Lorelai pouted at him.

God! He thought. That pout always gets to me.

"Do you want coffee?" he asked in exasperation. "Fresh pot."

Lorelai grinned, nodding vigorously.

Luke smiled back. "Well, you can't have any."

"Luke!" Lorelai gasped in horror. "You wouldn't be evil enough to deprive me of what gives me my beauty and my life and my non-violent characteristics, would you?"

"Watch me."

He walked away, smiling. Lorelai glared at him.

"Please, Luke. Please, please, please."

Luke turned to look at her, his face scrunched up in thought. "Haven't I heard that before?"

"Fine. Then you force me to resort to last minute choices." Lorelai stood and went to a random customer drinking coffee at a table a few feet away. "Hey, dude. Be a pal. Help the coffee-less." She held out her hands to the older man, who gaped at her. Receiving no answer, she muttered under her breath, "Men." Lorelai continued on to a woman sitting at the next table, who watched her curiously. "You're a woman. You get my needs. May I have your coffee?"

Luke stomped over to her and grabbed her arm. "Lorelai," he said through his teeth. "I'm really sorry, folks. Please, resume your…meals." He dragged Lorelai outside, the curly haired woman protesting wildly the entire time. "Lorelai. Why do you always want to make a fool out of me? What did I do to you?"

Lorelai sighed. "Well, I was having a really bad Monday and the only thing I thought would cheer me up was…" She stopped cold.

"What?"

"To annoy you."

Luke grunted in response, fairly annoyed. "Well, looks like your plan worked. Now will you leave me alone?" What are you doing? His mind screamed. You want her to stay as long as possible!

"No, it didn't work. I didn't want to upset you this much. Now I'm sad." She proceeded to pout then, which Luke tried to ignore. "Do you know what will make me happy?"

"What?" Luke asked, deadpanned.

"If you come to the shoe store with me. I need to go get shoes for Friday night dinner this week and I'll be lonely since Rory can't come. I noticed a little while ago that your shoes are a little run down and thought maybe you should get some new ones too." She gazed up at him hopefully.

Lorelai really didn't know why she wanted Luke to come with her. Is it because he's my best friend? Because for some reason I find his scruffy look and grumpy attitude towards life totally sexy? WOAH! Did she just think that Luke was sexy? Well, he is.

Minus the flannel and hat.

Nope, those are sexy too.

They aren't. They can't be. Luke isn't sexy!

Yes he is!

Luke watched as this internal battle raged on in her head, the emotions crossing her face as clear as day. When she noticed him watching her she said crossly, "What?!"

Luke smiled to himself. "Nothing."

"So will you?"

Luke stalled for a minute, pretending to consider.

Hurry up and say yes or she might change her mind!

She won't change her mind. She's too set on this.

I bet you that she will and it won't be my fault when she does.

It can't be anybody's fault! We're the same person.

"I think I'm schizophrenic," Luke replied, not directly answering her.

A look of bewilderment crossed her lovely features before she answered. "Me too."

"I guess I'll come. I do need new shoes."

Lorelai squealed, making a sound that Luke never wanted to hear again.

"Thank you so much Luke! By the way, the store I want to go to is in Hartford, and I was wondering if you could drive. My jeep's getting some repairs and it's gonna be in the shop for a while."

"Why is your jeep being fixed?"

"I think I wore out the CD player, is all."

"That's fine. I'll drive."

"Okay! Let's meet at my house tomorrow at nine o'clock am. Kay?" Before he answered, Lorelai strolled off down the street, almost completely forgetting her coffee. When she remembered, she turned around and skipped back. "Coffee first?"

Luke nodded.

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Okay, that was that chapter. Please review! I love you guys!