Thank you all so much for your reviews…more specifically, coincidence casualty—I agree that they are moving really fast, but as I was writing that chapter, I had no intention of pairing them so soon, but it just seemed to fit right. They were in a park, at night, and I just thought, meh lets do it. Also, good catch with the Tristan/Logan mix-up. For some reason I keep thinking Logan but writing Tristan, and that one slipped up. So to be honest, I would not be surprised if it were to happen again!
Chapter 5
Revelations
Rory yawned and stretched her arms out to her sides. Her hand hit the solid mass that was Tristan lying beside her.
"Oww" Tristan said rubbing the side of his head where she had mistakenly hit him. "Good morning to you too." He said to her with a smile.
"Sorry about that Tris, I kinda forgot that you were here." Rory admitted.
"Ahh, so now I am forgettable too. You really know how to make a guy feel loved." Tristan said.
"Hey now!" Rory said, inching her way closer to him. She placed a kiss on his temple and then one on his chest by his heart. "Is that better now?" She asked him flirtatiously.
"Well, that was a weak attempt at forgiveness." Tristan said smiling.
Rory grinned back at him, knowing what he meant. She sat up in bed and placed her knees on either side of him so she was straddling his torso. She leaned into him placing a deep kiss on his neck and trailed it over to his mouth. Their lips finally made contact and she passionately deepened the kiss, using her tongue to tantalize his. She smiled seductively and sat back up, while still straddling him beneath her. Tristan grinned and flipped her over so she was lying on her back and he now straddled her.
"Well if that is what I get for a little slap, then I think this relationship may turn abusive." He said, kissing her once again.
"You wish." Rory said, slapping him playfully. "Well mister, let me up so I can go make some coffee. I have been up for 20 minutes now and there is not a drop of caffeine in me, which is not a good sign." She said, sitting up and reaching for her slippers at the side of her bed. Tristan also sat up and found his jeans and slid into them. He remained shirtless as the pair headed out to the kitchen.
"It's about time you woke…" Paris started as she saw Rory emerge from her room. She stopped in her tracks as soon as she saw the shirtless Tristan appear behind her. "Tristan?" Paris said, not knowing how to respond.
"Hi Paris." Tristan said, stepping behind Rory to get himself a cup of coffee.
Paris' eyes darted between Rory and Tristan as if in a high-speed tennis match. She looked utterly dumbfounded, something that Rory rarely witnessed. After a minute of stunned silence, Paris stood up and walked over to Rory, grabbed her arm and dragged her into her room.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" Paris nearly shouted.
"Well, I thought I would get some coffee and maybe read the paper." Rory said casually.
"Oh quit the Bambi look and fess up. Since when are you and Tristan sleeping together?"
"Well, we are not 'sleeping together' sleeping together. He spent the night. We are just seeing how things progress. I like him Paris, I really like him."
"You and Huntzberger just broke up like a week ago. This is crazy, even for you Rory." Paris said shaking her head.
"Please don't get mad at me because of this. You and Doyle are happy together right? You are not going to get jealous are you?" Rory asked, not wanting a repeat performance of their high school relationship.
"I am not saying any of this because I am jealous or want Tristan for myself, I am saying this because I am worried about you. Just two weeks ago you were talking about quitting Yale and moving in with your grandparents and now all of a sudden you and Logan are done and Tristan is sleeping in your bed. You are moving dangerously fast Rory, and I don't like it. This is not you." Paris said, tapping her foot in annoyance.
"No, you are wrong Paris. The Rory that was with Logan was not me, the Rory with Tristan is me."
"No, the Rory with Tristan is supposedly a 'Mary.' Not someone who brings home a guy who she just met up with after four years last week! This is insane!"
"Paris, please! I know what I am feeling, and I know what I want. I really like him, and we only have this summer together. I want us to figure things out as we go along, we don't have time to analyze every angle of it beforehand."
"I am just worried that you don't know what you are getting yourself into with him Rory. I know that you dated Logan and he is a breed all his own…but Tristan, he is…I don't know…"
"He is different. He is not the guy we went to high school with. He has changed, and he loves me. He always has, and when I am with him, I feel like the old me, the girl from Chilton who was inexperienced. He makes everything seem new again."
"So I don't have to worry about you?" Paris asked skeptically.
"Until you see me wearing all black, handing out large amounts of Kool-Aid and speaking my own language, I think I should be okay." Rory said.
"Well, you already speak your own language. But seriously Gilmore, you and I are friends now, I am not going to let you make any more stupid mistakes, and if I see one coming, I will be on the phone with your mother faster than you can say 'I love Tristan.'"
"Thank you for looking out for me, but I think this is going to be good." Rory said smiling.
"I hope so, for your sake." Paris said, opening her door.
Tristan stood in the kitchen attempting to make small talk with a very angry looking Marty.
"I didn't know we hand company." He said looking towards the girls. He silently stood up and walked into the bathroom where they heard him turn on the shower.
"That guy needs a woman." Tristan said with a smile.
"That guy thinks he needs a Gilmore." Paris answered.
"What is this? Competition maybe?" Tristan asked Rory.
"No, no competition. He's just protective of me, like a big brother." Rory said.
"Yeah, a big brother that wants in your pants." Paris offered.
Rory shot her a glare that silenced her friend. "You don't have to worry about Marty. We have already had this conversation, things between him and I are strictly platonic."
"Okay, if they weren't at least I know where he lives." Tristan said with a smile.
OOOOOOOOOOOOO
"Paris is right." Lorelai said on the phone to her daughter.
"I am going to pretend that I did not hear that." Rory said sounding annoyed.
"Jesus Rory, look at what you are doing! You and Logan broke up a week ago, and you already have another guy in your bed." Lorelai said, now sounding worried.
"Mother, the same thing happened with Jess. I broke up with Dean and like two hours later I was with Jess." Rory reminded her mother.
"Yes, and see how good that one ended up."
"Oh come on mom, you said it then, it was about time that I had a Jess."
"Yes, but I say a lot of things that I don't know anything about." Lorelai said.
"And you are finally admitting to this now? Where is my tape recorder when I need it? Luke would love to hear that." Rory joked.
"Hey now, quit making fun of the woman who birthed you and lets refocus on you…my young, naive daughter."
"Mother, I am almost 21 years old, and we both know that I am not naïve."
"Well when it comes to matters of the heart, I know that I have more experience than you, and lately you have been making quite a few un-Rory-like choices. I don't want this to be another one." Lorelai said.
"Mom, please trust me. I know that I have made a few stupid mistakes, but I really like this guy, and I want to give it a chance." Rory pleaded with her mother.
"Okay, I will be supportive of this until he does something to prove me wrong…or I guess right in this case." Lorelai said sighing.
"Thank you mom." Rory said.
"Well, don't think you are getting out of it that easy. I will of course have to meet him." Lorelai said, sounding more and more like her own mother.
"You have already met him." Rory said, remembering back in high school.
"Oh yes, but not in this respect…damn, I know I have had this conversation before. This is all so déjà vu-ish." Lorelai said.
"Déjà vu-ish?" Rory said mockingly. "Right, well I will talk to Tristan and we will plan on going home next week sometime."
"Okay, but not on Wednesday."
"What is Wednesday?" Rory asked.
"Oh, um…Luke does not have any early morning deliveries on Thursday…"
"Okay, enough said. I have to work anyway. I think we can probably do Tuesday, but I will have to check with Tristan. I will call you back later and let you know." Rory said.
"Okay good. Bye sweets." Lorelai said, hanging up the phone.
"Bye Mom."
OOOOOOOOOOOOO
"So do you want the good news or the bad news?" Rory asked Tristan later that evening at dinner.
"Let's go with the good first and then bad." Tristan said, reaching for Rory's hand across the table.
"Okay, well the good news is that you get to spend an entire evening with me sometime this week." Rory said smiling.
"And I was not planning on doing this anyway?" Tristan asked with a smile.
"Well, you will get to do this in Stars Hallow." Rory said, coming back with the bad news.
"Oh cool. So what is the bad news?" Tristan asked confused.
"That was the bad news." Rory said, equally confused.
"I don't mind Stars Hallow. Why is that bad news?" Tristan said.
"Well, my mom wants to re-meet you now that we are dating. I would say that she is the epitome of cool, but considering how she has a tendency to strike terror in the hearts of all men who dare mess with her little girl…I am thinking that she may not be as cool around you as she usually is." Rory said.
"No worries, I would love to meet your mother again. I am sure that I left her with a poor impression of me back in high school, and I actually look forward to impressing her with my dazzling wit and intelligent banter." Tristan said with a cocky smile.
"Oh gag me!" Rory said, playfully slapping him. "I thought that ego-maniac was left at Chilton."
"Well, it comes back to haunt me every now and then." Tristan smiled at her. "You know I am kidding. I don't mind going at all. What day were you thinking?"
"Does Tuesday work okay? I think that Mom and I decided it worked best for us."
"Yeah, Tuesday is fine. I will just let my dad know that I have to leave work early."
"Is that okay?"
"Yeah, I will have to make up for it on Wednesday, but you are working late anyway, so it won't be a big deal."
"Okay, cool. I will tell my mom that we are coming. I think we will probably meet at Luke's around 6, so we will have to leave around 4:30 because of the traffic."
"Sounds fine. I will pick you up at your place…Speaking of your place, how is Marty doing? I am afraid that the guy probably hates me." Tristan said with a knowing grin.
"He does not hate you. I think he did not expect to see you shirtless in the morning. We talked about it, he knows to cool it. I told him he has to stop playing the jealous boyfriend, and he agreed. It is just hard for him, seeing me with other guys when we both know of his feelings." Rory said.
"I know how he feels. Seeing you with Dean throughout high school was like torture. I hated knowing that a guy like him got to be with someone like you."
"What do you mean by that?" Rory asked confused.
"By what?"
"Well you said 'a guy like him,' what do you mean by that?" Rory said.
"I just mean that he did not seem to realize what he had, he took you for granted and he was a jealous slob about it." Tristan said.
"You are right about the jealousy; he took it too far on occasion." Rory agreed.
"Well, if I ever start acting like that please promise me that you will slap me." Tristan laughed.
"I thought we were trying to stay away from resorting to violence." Rory said raising her eyebrow.
"Yes, well we tend to say a lot of things in the heat of passion." Tristan smiled.
Rory laughed and looked him in the eyes. She tried to find signs of what this man had been like in high school, but there was no evidence of that man. He had changed, and she had changed. She was excited to see what their relationship would turn into, and she was anxious about what would develop after the summer ended.
Wow, two updates in two days! That is just plain crazy. Anyway, you know the drill, please R & R!
