Shipmates
Disclaimer: I do not own the Gilmore Girls. It's really too bad, but I guess I'll just have to deal...
Pairing: Rory/Paris (contains girl/girl pairing)
Authors Note: Sorry this chapter took so long, I was gone on vacation, camping in Maine, and the beach was excellent, in case you were wondering...
Chapter 4: The Project
"...So she really wanted to kiss you? And she was hitting on you?" Rory asked.
"Yes. For the last time, she was hitting on me." Paris snapped. "I know it's hard to believe, but someone actually finds me attractive."
"No!" Rory said quickly. "That's not what I meant, I just...I finally got you, you know...I don't want to lose you already..." she moved closer to Paris on the bed.
Paris turned away, so Rory couldn't see her smirk. "No, it's okay, don't sugar-coat it. I know I'm undesirable."
"No, Paris. You're perfect, beautiful. I didn't mean anything by it." Rory moved even closer. "Paris, look at me."
She turned around, unable to keep a straight face, and burst out laughing. Rory tackled her to the bed, and the two engaged in a playful wrestling match, Paris ending up as the victor.
"Hmm," she said. "Looks like I win." She was kneeling, straddling Rory's hips, holding her hands captive above her head. "What's my prize?" she asked seductively.
"I think we could work something out," Rory replied, straining against Paris' tight hold. She relented, releasing Rory's hands. She used her new found freedom to pull Paris down for a passionate kiss. Paris ran her hands through Rory's hair, and Rory wrapped her arms around Paris' small waist.
"Bravo, ladies." A voice called from the doorway. Paris and Rory broke apart, staring to the door.
Mary stood there, leaning against the door frame. "It's certainly hot in here."
"How did you get in here? This is breaking and entering" Paris snapped, standing. Rory sat up, resting on her hands.
"It was unlocked, so I did nothing of the sort."
"That still doesn't give you the right to come barging in without being invited or even knocking for that matter."
"Calm down. I have a reason for being here."
"And how did you even know what room we were in anyway? Are you stalking me now? This is really low!" Paris ranted.
Mary turned towards Rory. "Is she always this intense and scary?"
"Most of the time." Rory responded, attempting to fix the tangled mess of her hair.
"Well maybe you'll listen to what I have to say. We're being assigned into groups of four for some project."
"Don't tell me. We're all partners." Paris rolled her eyes. "How perfectly convenient for you."
"Actually, no." Mary countered. "Rory and I are in the same group. You are with Mike, Steve, and Jenna. I actually came to get Rory, so our group could start brainstorming." With that she opened the door and looked at Rory expectantly.
Rory sighed and got to her feet. "Give us a minute, Mary. I'll meet you outside."
Mary smiled and left.
"Rory, she's planning something. I don't like this at all." Paris said, moving closer to the other girl.
"Paris, you're being crazy. She didn't do this on purpose."
"That's what she wants you to think!"
Rory rolled her eyes. "I'm going now." She moved towards the door, but Paris stopped her.
"Wait." She pushed a stray lock of hair behind Rory's ear. "Just be careful around her, okay?"
"Paris, don't you trust me?"
"It's not you I'm worried about. She's...umm...shifty! Yeah, that's it. Shifty."
"Yes, alert the government. I think we're looking at the next wave in terrorism. Shifty teenaged girls."
Paris smiled, knowing how lucrative it sounded. She pulled the other girl closer, planting a quick kiss on her lips.
"Go. I'll see you later, okay?"
Rory smiled as she reached for the door handle, only stopping long enough to pull Paris back in, once more capturing her lips.
Rory joined Mary on the deck, feeling slightly unnerved by Paris' intense dislike of the other girl. 'But that's not really new,' Rory mused to herself. 'Paris doesn't really like anyone.' The thought gave her a sudden urge to giggle, and Mary noticed.
"Excited to play hooky from the old ball and chain?" She smiled at Rory.
"Not so much." Rory said in a cold manner, unusual to her normally nice disposition.
"You should be. Paris can be downright brutal."
Rory opened her mouth, as if to refute it, but found that she was right. Paris was pretty harsh sometimes. Mary laughed at her inability defend Paris.
"Well, looks like I hit a sore spot, huh?"
"I don't care." Rory said defiantly. "I like Paris, despite her faults."
Paris was still standing next the door, fuming, when there was a quiet knock. She opened the door to see a girl about her own height with glasses looking back expectantly.
"Are you Paris Gellar?" the girl asked quietly.
"Yes," she responded. "Are you...uh..." she struggled to recall who Mary had said was in her group.
"Jenna." the girl supplied. "We're in a group together. With Mike and Steve."
"Yeah, I heard about that."
The girl smiled. "Well, I thought we could meet the guys and get working on it. I like to be prepared."
"I know what you mean," Paris replied. 'Finally,' she thought happily. 'Someone who shares my love of projects.' Suddenly this whole thing was looking up. A little.
Rory, Mary and their two partners were gathered in an unoccupied conference room to work on their project. They needed to prepare arguments for a debate. They would be against another team at the conclusion of the conference.
Paris and Jenna headed for their own assigned conference room. Entering, she saw the two guys who Rory had sat next to at the banquet.
"Hey, Mike!" Steve said excitedly. "It's the lesbian!"
"Huh?" Mike asked stupidly. "Which one?"
"The blonde. Remember the chick we sat next to at the banquet?"
Paris was about to cut in, but Mike's response stopped her.
"Oh yeah! She wouldn't let us talk to her. Something about her being taken."
"She did?"
Mike and Steve seemed to realize that the girls were still in the room.
"Yeah," Steve replied
Paris smiled, and suddenly nothing mattered anymore, except for Rory. Not Mary, not these dumb guys. Everything that had happened fell away. She no longer wanted to be away from Rory, but back in their room, waiting for her to walk in. She took a seat next to Mike, still grinning uncontrollably.
"Come on. Let's get to work."
Jenna still stood dumbfounded at the door.
"So, you are the blonde lesbian, right?" Steve asked
Paris rolled her eyes. "If I said yes, would that end this conversation?"
"Maybe."
"Then sure. Now what's our topic?"
Jenna spoke up. "Uh, we're supposed to be against gay marriage."
The others looked on as Paris repeatedly knocked her forehead on the desk.
Two hours later, Paris reentered their room. Rory was already seated at her desk. She looked up at Paris, as the blonde strode up to her for a long, passionate kiss. Rory was surprised momentarily, but was soon lost in Paris' embrace. Paris pulled away long enough to whisper "I really missed you.", before Rory deepened the kiss. Paris moaned, wrapping her arms around Rory's waist. Paris turned and pulled Rory towards the bed, without breaking the kiss. When they reached it, Rory gently pushed Paris on to it, lowering herself on to the blonde, eyes darkening with desire.
"I really missed you too."
Paris leaned forward, placing a gentle kiss on Rory's waiting lips. Rory again pushed her down, running her fingers through Paris' slightly mussed hair. Paris mimicked her motions, and after a few minutes, the two broke apart, gasping for breath. Rory rolled off the blonde, burying her head into the crook of Paris' neck, and wrapping her arms around Paris' slight waist.
"Paris?" Rory asked.
"Mmm?" Paris responded.
"This whole thing, you and me...It's perfect." She said, moving as close to the other girl as she could get.
Paris smiled, agreeing completely.
It wasn't until hours later, when Rory's eyes suddenly popped open. She remembered the one thing that stood between her and Paris.
"Dean." she whispered.
Next Chapter: The Problem
Authors Note: Sorry this chapter was a while coming, and I'm sorry to say the next chapter might be far away, due to the need for me to settle into my new college life. But I promise to do my very best!
Also, I will probably need to up the rating to M; I feel that there might be some Paris/Rory naughtiness that needs an outlet...
