Author's Note: Hey everyone! Thanks for the reviews, you are all bloody fantastic! Okay-now please remember this story WILL remain a Lit as you read the chapter and remember I have said before their will be turbulant waters ahead for Rory and Jess, but this story will remain a LIT. I hope you all enjoy this chapter...

Macyn Blue

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Chapter Nine

"An Arrangement Most Interesting"

Finn's parents' home was a large mansion. Rory was almost positive she saw the Hunchback in one of the towering windows of the house...

"Oh my God! This is your house? It's huge!" Rory exclaimed as Finn opened her door for her.

"And the nightmare begins!" He declared as he led her to the front door, ringing the bell.

The door swung open and a Spanish maid greeted them; smiling at them and taking their coats from them as they entered. Finn placed his arm around Rory's waist as he led her into the foyer where the other guests were located.

"Finnegan!" A young woman of medium height and weight said as she came up to them. She had long, dark curls and emerald green eyes. Her skin was paler then Finn's and she was quite pretty in a emerald colored dress that matched her eyes and wearing emerald jewels around her neck and in her ears.

"Sara!" Finn replied, giving the woman a hug. When he pulled back he had a half amused grin on his face. "How was England?"

"Oh, England is England. But onto more important topics such as the beauty on your arm tonight!" Sara replied, smiling at Rory kindly.

"Right. Sara, this is Rory Gilmore, Rory this is my sister, Sara. Rory's agreed to be my pretend 'let's impress my parents' date." Finn introduced.

"Oh, I see. Rory, dear, how did this dreadful boy make you agree to this? Finn, this dear girl shouldn't be subjected to Mum and Dad without the proper extra strong drink in her hand that will knock her flat on her ass with one sip!" Sara exclaimed to her brother.

"And I thought I was here to impress?" Rory questioned with a smirk.

"Darling, you've got to be one of the few girls Finnegan here has brought home that has a meter of intelligence. One drink will only deaden the pain of having to meet my high-society prick of parents, and give you a sense of stability and sanity throughout the evening." Sara replied, a smirk matching Rory's own on her red lips.

"Quite right. Kitten, let's get you a drink before you meet the old gruesome-twosome." Finn slid his arm around Rory's waist and led her to the bar as Rory waved goodbye to Sara as they departed.

"So, your sister seems nice."

"Yes, well, she is one of the few tolerable and likeable in my family. She also managed to escape to London, England where she resides until my parents throw one of these impressive parties for all their important friends/clients and then they drag her ass back here into hell to be part of the masquerade ball." Finn told her as they came upon the bar.

"Two vodka." Finn told the bartender who nodded and went to make their drinks.

"Huh." Rory said as she looked around, processing the information he had given her.

"And you haven't even met my parents yet…."

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The night was agonizingly long. Both Rory and Finn were bored out of their minds. And after meeting Finn and Sara's parents, Rory felt like she needed another drink. The subtle jabs that Finn's mother, Caroline, made reminded Rory of Emily Gilmore's, and the not so subtle disapproval of Finn's ways that came from his father, Ronald, was quite frankly unsettling. Fortunately, they had seemed to approve of Rory so far…

By the end of the party, both Rory and Finn were more than just a little tipsy… They called another cab because they did not bring Finn's car in the first place, and laughed and joked jovially all the way back to Yale.

Finn walked Rory back to her room. The hall was deserted, as Rory unlocked the door before she leaned her back up against the frame to her room. "I had fun tonight, Finn…" Rory told him with a lazy sort of smile on her lips as she looked up at him and into his green eyes.

"You were the one that made the night bearable, Kitten." Finn told her, brushing a stray curl out of her face and tucking it behind her ear. Subconsciously, he moved closer to her, but Rory did not move away.

"Hey." She whispered as Finn leaned down and brushed his lips against her cheek, pulling back and looking in her eyes before leaning back down and capturing her lips with his own.

His hands wandered down to her hips, and pulled her closer to him, digging his black painted nails into the material of her dress. The kiss deepened as she suddenly started to kiss him back, Rory's mind too fogged with alcohol to realize the mistake she was making... Finn's tongue slid into her mouth and a small gasp escaped her as he pulled her hips flush against his, pushing her back into the door a little harder as his mouth left hers and travelled down her jaw line, and onto her neck then to her collar bone. Rory angled her neck to the side and ran her hands down his back and up again and then up into his dark hair. She felt his teeth bite down softly on her crème colored skin and a gasp that escaped her throat was quickly swallowed as his lips met hers again.

Feeling blindly behind her for the door knob, the door opened and the drunken couple stumbled inside the door swinging closed behind them as Rory led Finn to her bedroom, their lips never loosing contact. The clicking sound of a lock being turned sounded as Rory's bedroom door shut and the rest is history.