The Fundemental Things Awry
By GilmoreGirl1979
Hi! this is your Friendly Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls. No Harm, No Sue. Dialouge has been borrowed from....episode 4-05 -The Fundamental Things Apply (written by John Stephens, directed by Neema Barnette); Some Dialouge and intentions have been altered by me, Gilmoregirl1979,
... that is why it is awry! (I rhymed).
Summary: The Fundemental Things Apply AU, what could have/should have happened!! (DAMN IT!! it's like a catch phrase or something !!) what we all wanted to happen, L/L action, R/R please!
LuvzAFunEthing, you gave me a shirtless Luke, in your fic, now I return the favor,...well again.... (who loves you baby?!?!?!? Oh oh it's ME!!! )
and Shouhei who betaed this!! thanks babe, for telling me this was good and that I was talented, and for rubbing my ego....(DIRTY? EXTREMELY!!!)
For Those Who Came In Late...(Or Just Need A Refresher):See Chapter one..
A/N: My reccommendation if you have this eppy, watch it, then read this...and tell me what you think!!! LOL ENJOY!!! and of course...read my other STUFF!!
A/N: this is the chapter you will tell your friends about!!!
Chapter 2:
The NEW Movie Night Rule!!
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Rory was on her date from hell at an ITALIAN RESTAURANT and made "urine mints" anecdote...
... Who cares!!! I'm focused on L/L here(I'm one track minded that way), Rory will Cameo later...oops did I ruin it for ya! Sorry!
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LORELAI'S HOUSE ... again...
Lorelai and Luke were watching the movie in the dark. Luke tried not to read into her "the light's glare on the TV" comment. His beer was starting to kick in and made it easier to shrug it off. He couldn't help but feel a little juvenile though. Alone on a couch, in the dark, with a beautiful woman. Stop it! And now, he tried not to notice how gleefully Lorelai was watching him watch the movie.
"Stop doing that." he grunted, truely annoyed.
"Shh, no talking."she scolded.
"Then stop doing that."
"Doing what?"
"Looking at me."
"Vain party, table for one."
"You know what I mean. You're watching me watch the movie. It's creepy. "
"I enjoy watching people watch certain parts of certain movies. "
"But you look over just before something big happens, so I always know something's coming."
"Oh, I do?"
"You did it just before Humphrey Bogart saw Ingrid Bergman for the first time. "
"Well, she's the costar. You knew something was coming." To make ammends, Lorelai decided to rewind the movie a little, since they had missed stuff as they quipped, and was going to make a consious effort not to bother Luke, just as the phone rang. Machine will get it! she thought.
As she began to rewind, he sighed, "There goes our flow." He couldn't help but think a Dirty! ... God, she is rubbing off on me.
"Well, we missed stuff while we were talking."
"You're back too far, we've seen this."
"I didn't. I was looking at you. "
"We'll never get through this." He sighed again, wondering how long she was planning on keeping him here. Then the smart ass voice in his head argued, You wanna leave, then leave. Luke just crossed his arms, staying on the couch, not wanting to admit how much he wanted to stay to the annoying voice in his head. He looked over to Lorelai who was trying to read the remote buttons in the dark.
The answering machine picked up, "Hi, it's Lorelai. Leave me a message", Then Rory's plaintive cry came through the air, "Mom, are you there? "
A daughter in need, this looks like a job for Super Mom! "Oh, wait, wait." The movie offically stopped, and in an instant she was up and fumbling in the dark to find the phone.
"Come on." Luke pleaded.
"Mom, if you're there, pick up." Rory's voice called again.
Lorelai found and answered the phone. "Honey? ..."
"There goes the phone rule." Luke sighed as he leaned his head against the back of the couch and enjoyed the effects of his beer. But the smart ass was back, Nothing like a phone call from the daughter to spoil the mood. Then he argued with himself, There is NO mood, she is just a friend. And the smart ass voice persisted, A friend ... with big blue eyes, alone with you on the couch, who looks very pretty in the dark and if I'm not mistaken you're half way through your second beer ...finding a little courge at the bottom of the bottle are we? Yeah, sure, no mood at all.
For some reason, Luke felt he may need a third. Anything to shut that voice up. So he went into the kitchen for another cold one, figuring they were stopped anyway, and only hearing Lorelai's half of the conversation. "...Are you okay?" she said to Rory.
Rory grumbled at her mom's question "No, this whole night is sucking."
"What? How?" trying to be of some assistance over the great distance to dating hell, keeping an eye on Luke as he walked into the kitchen.
Rory explained, "You're right - I've never dated before, and I know that now because of this feeling I have. I've never had this feeling before."
Lorelai, a little embarrassed for Luke to be hearing this, as if betraying the secrets of her sister daters around the world, and only wanting only to project confidence his way. but her daughter was in need, and that took precedence. "Sort of frozen, sort of unsure, sort of wishing you'd read a lot of dating articles in preparation?"
Rory was relieved that her mother knew what she was talking about. "I have no idea what I'm doing here, and everyone is staring at me because they know we're on a bad first date."
"Oh, so the guy's a dud?" There is nothing worse on a date then when the company is the problem and you have no escape, recalling her blind date with Rune. She smiled in Luke's direction, glad that her company tonight was, for the most part, agreeable. This is not a date, Lorelai had to remind herself, as she admired Luke in his jeans when he bent down into the fridge, GAH, Stop that!! Rory, focus on Rory! As she closed her eyes
"Trevor's fine. I'm moronic. I bring the conversation to a crashing halt every time I speak."
"Well, where is he now?" We need to strategize.
Rory groaned "In the bathroom, probably pondering my brilliant anecdote about urine mints."
"About what?" Caught off guard and naturally curious.
"You know, when people go to the bathroom and they don't wash their hands and they come out and they take a mint. "
Horrified and disgusted, "Oh, my God. I've been eating those mints for years." to Luke, as he passed her on his way into the living room, she grabbed his arm to get his attention. "Hey, did you know about urine mints?"
"What?" Luke was confused by the nature of the girl talk, Urine mints? Isn't Rory on a Date? Pulling back his arm, he shook his head, and made his way back to the couch with two more beers, one for him and one for Lorelai. And pulled out the pie from the diner bag, he knew Lorelai would be wanting dessert. He settled back into his side of the couch, with his right arm resting on the back of the couch, and just watched her as she comforted her daughter.
Rory began to analyzie what bad dater she was, "And I've already forgotten everything that he said to me - the name of his brother and sister and best friend. And we're sitting on the same side of the table. We keep bumping menus, and my neck already hurts from trying to turn and look at him when he talks. Can I tell him to sit on the other side?"
Trying to sooth her daughter as best she could "Honey, you just. . .you have to relax, 'cause it's just a date, and sometimes dates don't go well. I mean, I'm sorry I can't be of more help, but if he comes back and you're on the phone, it might make things more awkward."
Rory sighed heavily "Bite the bullet, huh?"
"Yeah. ... Sorry, but yeah. "
"Okay. I'll talk to you later."
"Bye." Lorelai hung up the phone , and plopped down on the couch, a little closer to Luke than she was before. She groaned, "Oh, poor thing," when she opened her eyes and turned to face Luke, both were surprised at how close she was to him, she felt her head resting on his arm. You did that on purpose, she accused the suggestive voice in her head. Hey, his body language is wide open and his arm was just so inviting. Besides, I'm just a voice, it's your ASS that sat next to him. She examined his expression, and their position, it was like they were a couple, they fit together perfectly on the couch. Their hips were right against each other, ... and Luke tried not to notice. Both staring into each other's eyes just a little too long.
"Dating's the worst. "Luke cleared his throat, as he broke the gaze, to get back on the topic, and and tried to keep his mind off Lorelai's body against his.
"Yeah, ... but they're sitting on the same side of the table and that's awkward, and she can't think of what to say next, and you know, she's just gotta go through it and figure it out on her own. You just have to throw them out there and let them learn what those wings are for."
Hearing the helplessness in Lorelai's voice, He felt bad for the kid, Sweet girls like Rory should never know the Dark Side of dating, not envying her situation. "Hey, She could say there's a draft "he suggested.
"What?"
"Where she's sitting. She could say the air conditioning is hitting her, switch to the other side, and just blame it on that."
Lorelai placed her hand on his right leg, "That's perfect." but left her hand on his leg as she began to dial Rory's number, and Luke simply stared at her hand. Just friends huh? ... Shut up!
Rory answered her cell, "Mom?"
"Hey. Is he back yet?"
"No?"
"Say there's a draft and move to the other side of the table. It's very ladylike to feel drafts. He'll totally understand."
"Okay, good."
"And then ask what his brother and sister's names are. He'll like that you cared enough to confirm."
"Yeah, that seems right. "
"Don't worry about the conversation. Just talk, and if the talk doesn't flow, it doesn't. And stay away from urine-related topics, and you're good to go."
"Thanks, Mom. "
"Oh, the draft thing was Luke's. "
"Well, thank him for me, too. I'd better go."
"Go, go." Lorelai hung up, and sighed "Oh, good. I feel so much better." Now releived, she turned and hugged Luke, to thank him for the suggestion, and Luke chuckled at the sentiment. Perhaps now realizing for the first time how Rory's being at college made Lorelai worry about her little girl being out of the house and on her own. He rubbed Lorelai's back breifly, to comfort her, and though he'd never admit to it, he smelled her hair.
Lorelai could feel his hand on her back, his stubble on her cheek, What is wrong with me? This is Luke! I don't hug Luke. She had to talk again, avoid silence, Silence is bad, must keep conversation going. Lorelai could only whisper in his ear, "She says thanks.", trying not to sound too uncomfortable.
And Luke tried not to enjoy the sensation of her breath on his ear and the closeness as her body pressed against his. They looked at each other for a moment longer that necessary, ...again, before she pulled away, but she remained next to him, grabbing the beer he brought her.
To distract from what just happened, Luke offered "I wouldn't trade places with her for the world." Cause you're with Lorelai, ... Shut up voice. Still, he did have his arm around her...Stop it!
A joke, we need a joke here, make this less awkward , as she casually settled against him again, but cocked that award winning smile. "Really? You wouldn't want to go out with a boy named Trevor? ... You might want to wait and see his picture." And took another sip of her beer.
Rolling his eyes, "I mean dating. It's a horror." He leaned forward to grab his bottle.
His comment was hitting close to home for Lorelai. Both now started to buzz from their beer, and consequently, were being a little more honest and forth coming about their mutual relationship woes.
Lorelai sighed heavily, as she picked at the bottle's label. "It's the only cure for the singleness thing, barring ordering a spouse off the internet."
He replied after his swallow, "I missed nothing by not dating."
"Not true."
"If I had dated a lot, I'd still be single. I'd just have spent a lot of bad nights at Tony Roma's."
"Yeah," and timidly added "but dating is how you get to know your potential partner. It's the only way." Well, not the only way to get to know someone ... considering her years of friendship with the Coffee Man, and needing another sip.
"There's the gut. I can tell if I'm comfortable with someone within seconds of meeting them. I feel it here." Gesturing to his "gut" with his bottle. "I felt it with Rachel. I felt it with Nicole. I was immediately ... relaxed ..." their eyes locked ... again, both silently noting their current relaxed position.
"You've got the gut thing?" She was impressed, Luke always seemed so reasonable, she never figured him for an intuition kinda of guy, particularly in matters of the heart. I wish I had a gut thing.
Leaning forward to put down his beer, careful not to disturb Lorelai against him, not wanting her to shift away, just yet. "Well, it's just knowing that someone will let you ... be. That's a gut thing." And he grabbed the remote Lorelai had discarded from the coffee table.
She smiled at him, and sighed, perfectly contented with her company. Then she looked at the TV again and realized what he was doing. She sat up offended, "Aah! You're fast-forwarding!" her mood instantly changed, she began to swat at his hand.
"Well, we're not gonna get through this thing. I just wanna get to the good parts."
They started to do what they did best, and Lorelai argued, "There are no bad parts of 'Casablanca.' Just go back ... Back ... LUKE! "she whined, then tried to grab the remote from him, "Give me that!"
"No!" Luke began an improptu game of "keep away" as he continued to fast forward while extending the remote out of her reach. Yes, very juvenile. She was now crawling on top of him to regain power over the VCR, "You are breaking the rules."
"You've broken every rule." Luke started to chuckle, which seemed only to egg Lorelai on. As a defense of the remote, Luke began to tickle Lorelai, and she yelped. You could say that the beer was doing it's job. She giggled at how playful he was being, but remained focused on her objective. Luke switched hands, Lorelai was now in his lap still reaching with her left hand and fending off his free hand with her right. Both twisting, tickling, and wrestling for control, ... of the remote that is. Lorelai knocked off his hat in an attempted to distract Luke, but he continued to safeguard the remote. He bagan to stretch further and further to the opposite end of the couch, trying to slide and shift away beneath her. She remained on top of him and pushed him down onto the couch, now pinning him down, completely focused on the remote and completely lying on top of him. Luke now seemed to notice their compromising position; and forgot about the game, forgot what movie they were watching, Lorelai is on top of me... hell, he forgot what day it was.
Finally, Lorelai was victorious, snatching the remote, giggling uncontrolably. She smiled proudly down at him, which faded when she too noticed their new position and the serious look on his face.
Again the mood had changed; Again with the gazing into each other's eyes; Again with the uncomfortable silence, ... which finally Luke broke.
"Well, ... you got what you wanted." He whispered, referring to the remote.
"Yeah, .." she said preoccupied, searching his eyes. At that moment, in the dark , everything was perfect. And without thinking, she leaned down and kissed him. Oh My God, I'm kissing Luke!!
A kiss he returned, a kiss that he could not believe was happening. He had imagined this for long time, well, fanastized actually, but he never thought it would really happen. Luke heard the remote fall to the floor, she put a hand on his cheek to keep his attention fixed. His hands slid from her hips to around her torso, to keep her close as possible. The kiss intensified, and Lorleai couldn't help but think of all those awkward silent moments they had shared over the years. Those long knowing glances and the close proxities, stolen moments no one else saw or knew about. Who knew Luke could kiss, I mean really kiss? The kiss broke, both staring at each other out of breath.
What does this mean? They could have thought in unison.
Luke licked his lips, "What is the ... making out ...during the movie rule?"
"I don't think ... we ever needed ...one before."
"Really?"
"Well, usually it's just me and Rory, or I was always the chaperon for her and Dean ... and Jess ... well Jess never really participated in movie night."
"He's not really a joiner."
"No, he isn't," Lorelai laughed lightly, as she played with his collar. As if to test the waters again, just to make sure that it really was that amazing, she kissed him again. And again he reacted and responded eagerly.
She smiled as his lips made their way to her collar bone. "and well, it's never been just two opposite sex ... people ... on movie night."
His eyes met hers, "Sooooooo, this is a first?" he raised an eyebrow.
"Uh huh" she confirmed with a nodding head.
"Sounds like we need to ... make up some kind of rule?"
"Yeah, ... Well," Lorelai cleared her throat, avoiding his gaze, trying to take this seriously, even though she was laying on top of one of her best friends, only wanting to keep kissing him. The new rule had to sound offical, "If the movie night participants are ... one male, one female, ... and both not interested in continuing the movie, they could opt to..."
Luke took that as his cue and kissed her again, his hands entangled in her hair. God, It's like he read my mind, I love democracy! and Lorelai moaned through the kiss as she opened her mouth and invited their tongues to meet. Realizing all those previous moments, missed opportunities with Luke, Lorelai was going to make up for them, and was all to happy to adjust her position and strattle Luke, pushing her pelvis against his.
I thought you two were just friends? The smart ass voice asked Luke, Shut up!
There was another pause, disbelief that this was real, each searched the other's face and another silent agreement that both wanted this to happen. Their eyes met again, as did their lips with a new passion. Luke sat up as they kissed, his hands still framing her face and hair. Lorelai, still strattled on top of Luke, sat up with him and she fingered the buttons of his flannel to remove the shirt. She let out a soft sigh as he kissed her neck again.
"Luke" she whispered.
"Lorelai" he mumbled against her skin.
Breaths became more ragged, flannel removed; Lorelai broke away breifly to remove her top, revealing a black lace bra, much to Luke's approval, prompting the removal of his own T-shirt. Now both could experience skin on skin contact. Carressing and kissing, groaning and grinding, immensely enjoying the simple pleasures. Yes, very juvenile, indeed.
But the phone rang again.
"Hey," he said between kisses. "phone again."
"Ummm ... machine will get it... "she said almost breathless.
"What if it's Rory?"
Touched by his concern, but she could only focus on him, "Rory has to learn to fly on her own." Their lips met yet again, Lorelai's arms around his neck, guiding his head, his lips, lower to her chest. His lips made his was down to the V of the lace, between her breasts, and Luke's hands slid up her back to unclasp the bra.
The answering machine picked up, "Hi, it's Lorelai. Leave me a message", and like a bucket of ice water, Emily Gilmore's voice dampened the mood. "Lorelai, This is your Mother..."
The entangled couple immediately froze. Stop making out with that man, Emily's prim and proper voice said in Lorelai's head.
"... why are you not home at this time of night? I don't leave messages, call me as soon as you get this, there is a certain matter I'd like to discuss with you."
Lorelai leaned her forehead against Luke's, and she grumbled "Just when you think I couldn't hate her more!"
"You don't hate your mother."
"Right now ... I do..." she stroked the hair on his chest, and bit her lip.
And they just stared at each other, again, both understanding the comment.
"Maybe it's better she called," he sighed "... she brought us back to earth." Luke justified, sliding his hands down her back, away from the bra clasp but resting them on her hips.
Shyly Lorelai looked down at his muscular chest. "Maybe ... I didn't want to come back to earth." Eyes met again, both acknowledging Luke's growing excitement, and just how far they could have gone.
Luke shook his head, "Lorelai, there are other reasons why we should stop."
"Luke...?"
"I'm not saying that this was a bad thing, or that we should forget it... I mean, ...This has been very..." he was searching for the right words.
"Very!" she smiled, happy he enjoyed it too, she could tell in his voice, and frankly, in his pants.
"But... this isn't how I pictured this happening, I mean on a ... couch?, ... and What about Rory? You said she'd be back here tonight, ... do you really want her to find us in a... compromising... position?" he struggled to get out.
"No," seeing his point, still pleased at the fact that he had at least pictured something like this before.
"And..." Luke reluctantly continued, not really wanting to bring up his next point.
"And?" she encouraged.
"Well,..." Luke sighed heavily again, "Technically, ... I'm still ... married."
Lorelai gasped, "you're still married", she soberly remembered. That was why he was here, he was divorcing Nicole, they were ending it, Before it began!!; but still they were ending it, the missed Ball Game. How could I forget that HUGE detail, he's married! What am I doing... with married Luke!! But looking down at his chest again, she could easily see how any woman could be rendered completely thoughtless, and logic disabled when a man like Luke was kissing you. Nicole is so stupid to let him go. The suggestive voice played devil's advocate, Hey, it's that stupidity that has him here, ... with you ... perched on top of him!
Luke explained, "I mean, it's over, we broke up, are seperated ... divorcing, however you wanna put it." he stammered, "...but it's a slow process...." Damn lawyers! "but even though it's over,...I still feel... like ... like ...", he didn't want to say it.
"Like you're cheating?" Lorelai finished for him.
"Yeah," he agreed. And a fustrated sigh left him, "I mean, it's werid, ... this whole... marriage, if you could call it that, it was a mistake. A stupid, dumb mistake."
Lorelai removed herself from her perch atop Luke, suddenly feeling very cold, due to the subject and the lack of her top. His head shot in her direction, "Lorelai, this isn't just a rebound thing. I want you to know that. ... I've ... "Say it, Danes! "I've been wanting this a long time."
That got her attention. And he continued, "I ... noticed... you the first time we met, ... you made quite an impression. We've been friends for so long, but I don't think you ever really saw me. But I ... care about you ... and Rory ... so much, ... I'm glad this happened."
Lorelai took his hand, "me too, ... on all counts."
"Tommorow morning I'm calling the bastards and seeing how I can speed up the process!"
Lorelai laughed, "Don't call the bastards, call the lawyers."
Luke chuckled, and kissed her again, a harmless, not-as-passionate peck.
She dropped his hand, Lorelai found her shirt on the floor and put it back on. "ummmm I'm not in the mood for 'Casablanca'' anymore, would you mind if we tried it again another night?"
"Sure," following her lead and dressed again, figuring the night was over. He'd should head home anyway.
"Ummm, I have 'Hardbodies', in the cabinet there, would you get it, I'm gonna make popcorn."
Luke at first was stunned, She wants me to stay?
"Luke?"
"Huh?"
"You okay?"
"Ummm yeah, we have pie too, you know.....uhhh where is it?... in here?" and headed to the cabinet and found the tape.
And she went into the kitchen for the popcorn. She didn't want him to go, it was that magnet mentality again, she just wanted to be with him, close to him. Yes, technically he was still married, but that doesn't mean they couldn't enjoy each others company. They both seemed to feel the same way, and in a few weeks the "marriage" would be over, offically, and he'd be truly single again. And all mine, she smiled at the thought. Aren't you glad we decided on the lace though? The suggestive voice asked, Shut up! The reasonable voice shot back, as the microwave hummed the popcorn to life.
She went to the closet and grabbed a blanket for the second movie.
"Ready?" Luke asked over his shoulder.
"Almost" As she placed the blanket on the arm of the couch. and decided to clear the empty takeout boxes, and putting them into Luke's diner bag, now serving as a trash bag.
"Hey, let me help you."
"I've got it" she dismissed still smiling.
Luke looked at her confused, due the mixed signals he was getting. She noticed his expression."What?"
"Are we ...okay?"
"More than okay." She stepped forward and kissed his cheek. "Now, get it past the FBI warning, you do know what that is now right?... I'll be back with popcorn."
Luke didn't know where to sit now, should they stay separate, if they sat too close they may not be able to keep their hands off each other.
Lorelai came back with the bowl. "hey lay down,"
"What?"
"Lay down?"
"Loerlai?"
"Perfectly innocent intentions, Okay. I just want you to hold me."
"During 'Hardbodies'?"
"Don't argue"
"It's what we do best?"
"Well not anymore?" she winked.
He complied, and laid down, and she settled beside him wrapping them in the blanket.
"You situated?" She asked.
"I am situated." As he wrapped his arms around her.
"Good, wouldn't want you to distract me from the movie."
He grinned as the movie began, content just to hold her.
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A/N: one of my fav parts: cause don't we all have voices in out heads?
- Hey, his body language is wide open and his arm was just so inviting. Besides, I'm just a voice, it's your ASS that sat next to him.
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Hhhhhmmmm If Luke reviewed this piece what would he say?
LUKE's review: "That was all God-given talent."
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What do you think? Were they True to character...??
R/R: PLEASE, I like to better myself. To quote The Princess Bride,
"...Remember this is for posterity, ... so be honest."
Please be specfic with R/R; name one(or as many as you can think of or want to mention.....) at least specific thing you like please!!! It makes me feel good...inside (Dirty!)
Hence the Rant option below.
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