Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or dialogue from the Gilmore Girls, nor do I own any of the song lyrics contained in the following story.
A/N: Ok here is the uber fluffy JavaJunkie song fic I promised. It came to me as I was making a little disk of my favorite 80's songs. Two of my favorites just SCREAM Luke and Lorelai…I think you'll agree too.
Now don't get me wrong, I love how Amy did things, I truly do. But these songs made me think of a way they could have come together and let each other know they were "all in" a little sooner, and I had to write it down. Just another romantic way to do this, damn it! TeeHee.
Everything up until the diner scene in Raincoats and Recipes is the same, but it veers off from there.
There should be three fairly short chapters.
And now, for your pleasure… A Little Clarity
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Chapter 1: Confusion
Luke Danes was anything but a fool.
He had seen the faint look of confusion on Lorelai's face when, after Liz's wedding, he suggested they "have fun" together.
Why didn't I just say 'Lorelai, would you like to go on a date with me'? Oh no! I have to try and play it cool. Idiot!
Now she was sitting in his diner during the lunch rush, and giving him quizzical looks when she thought he wasn't paying attention.
Like I could ever not pay attention to what she's doing….
Rory came in, berating her mother about letting her sleep so late, and Luke strode over to provide the coffee, just like every other day. Except today…
Geez she's jumpy…
He strode into the kitchen and Caesar caught his arm.
"Hey Boss, we're out of cheese again."
"Again? I swear I just ordered some," said Luke, exasperated.
Maybe we have a mouse….possibly a little Korean mouse named Lane. Not to mention the two rats she lives with….ah well…at least it went to a good cause…
"I know, but it's gone, and both Gilmore's are here and…" replied Caesar hesitantly.
"…and that generally means cheeseburgers. Right. Okay, I'll head to Doose's and pick some up to tide us over." Luke finished, walking to the back of the kitchen and out into the alley behind the diner.
As he was about to turn the corner that would bring him to the front of the diner, he heard two very familiar voices and stopped short.
"What else happened?" He heard Rory ask.
Lorelai replied, "Nothing. We spent the evening together. We danced, he walked me home, then he asked me to a movie. All of these things individually do not add up to dating, but together, I don't know. And there was this moment, when he walked me home, where I thought -- I don't know."
Thought what?
"Did you say yes?"
"When?"
"To the movie. Did you say yes?"
"Yes."
"That sounds like dating to me."
Luke nodded his head. Thank you Rory. Then he nearly groaned aloud when he heard Lorelai's response.
"But maybe he didn't mean it as a date thing. Maybe he just needed to get out of the house, and since I'm currently one of the women sitting home, thinking, 'If I could only find a man like Aragorn,' he picked me."
I really shouldn't be listening to this.
He turned and walked aimlessly back to the kitchen.
How did I make such a mess of things?
"Hey Boss, did you get the cheese? Boss?" Luke walked right past Caesar, too deep in thought to hear him.
Maybe I should just walk out there right now and tell her, make it absolutely clear. I'll say 'Lorelai, I think we should date.' Crystal clear and to the point.
He walked out of the kitchen and around the counter as Lorelai was heading to the table.
Remember: Lorelai, I think we should date.
"Uh, is everything okay?" He asked. Smooth, Danes, very smooth.
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Later, after closing the diner, he viciously mopped the floor of the darkened diner as the radio played in the background.
She doesn't know whether I want to date her or be her buddy. He thought back to the conversation he had overheard that afternoon. And who can blame her?
If only there was some way to tell her—without actually having to tell her. He sighed. Geez I'm such a chicken… As he moved to put the mop away, his attention was caught by the Jim Croce song playing on the radio.
Yeah, I know it's
kind of strange
But every time I'm near you
I just run out of
things to say
I know you'd understand
Every time I tried to
tell you
The words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I
love you in a song
He was struck with an epiphany the likes of which had not been seen since a smarmy, disembodied voice asked him 'Can you see her face?'
He had his answer.
Perfect.
Turning off the radio, he headed up the stairs with a smile on his face to locate the object that would make his plan possible.
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"Hey Lane," Luke called out as the petite brunette entered the diner the next morning.
"Yeah Boss?" she replied and then looked confused as he gestured for her to follow him to the staircase.
He pulled her behind the curtain and whispered, "You have equipment to copy music, right?"
"Yeaaah," she dragged out the word and looked even more confused.
He held out a CD case to her. "I need track 11 of disc 2 copied onto a CD. Can you do that for me?"
"Sure. You just want the one track?"
Luke smiled, startling Lane.
"Yep. It's the only one I need. When can you have it for me?"
"Well, in about ten minutes if I leave now."
"Go. We can do without you for that long."
"Okay," she walked toward the door shaking her head.
"Oh and Lane…" Luke poked his head from behind the curtain.
"Yeah?"
"Can you make it blue?"
"Blue?" Her face became even more puzzled.
"The disc. Do you have a blue one?"
"Uh…yeah…I think so…"
"Great!" He grinned and walked over to take Kirks order as the bells jingled signaling her departure.
"Luke could you stop grinning, it's throwing off my usual morning routine," Kirk requested.
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A/N: Ok, I know this is not my best work, but I needed the set up, and it was being difficult. I promise the other two parts will be better! Review please.