A/N – Hello you guys. Thanks so much for the reviews. As a little treat, I wrote a longer chapter than usual. : ) Enjoy!
Tristan was heading towards Stars Hollow. He didn't even know why he was doing it, but something in him wanted to see her again. He wasn't a sentimental guy or anything, but she was something different. Special even. There was something about her that nagged at him and told him to go and do something about it. So when Jess mentioned that he knew her and told him where she lived, there was no holding him back.
He thought about her expression when she would see him walking through her town like any other guy, but knowing that that wasn't the case. A smirk formed on his lips and he sped the bike up. Better get there early to spy out what the town was like and see if there was anything interesting.
15 minutes later, just like Jess had said he saw the sign 'Stars Hollow' come into view. He slowed down his bike and looked around. The area looked decent, although it reminded him of a fucking fairy tale. He hoped that there weren't any crazy people there. He wasn't a people person and would never be.
Tristan got off his bike and left it right where he stopped. Namely in the middle of the street. He walked a view steps and already saw some of the inhabitants of the town. So far so good he thought and carried on walking. He turned his head to the left and to the right, but there was nothing interesting to see. How lame.
A gazebo in the middle of the town and lots of shops and houses around it. It really did look like a fairy tale. He wondered when the Disney characters would come out and ask him to a tea party or some crap like that. Then he heard someone shouting behind him and turned around to see a man with a beard walk right towards him.
"Excuse me sir, but could you please move your bike, it is right in the middle of the street and it is quite hard to get by it that way." Taylor Doose said and stopped a few steps in front of him.
Tristan glared at him and scoffed. Who was this senile old man he thought.
"No thanks." He said and turned around to carry on walking.
"Now wait a second." Taylor began annoyed. "You can't just leave your bike there. I will call the police and let it get toed away." He warned and smiled when he saw that the boy started to turn back around.
Tristan smirked and looked back at him, a good 10 meters in front of Taylor. He reached into the back pocket of his trouser and slowly pulled something out that glinted in the sun. Taylor watched him and gave a shocked gasp when he recognized what it was. Tristan was pulling out a knife and held it by his side.
"I would think about the decision you just made, if I were you." Tristan said and took one step after the other towards Taylor. "You wouldn't want anything to happen that might harm you, now would you." He asked with a smirk.
Taylor's eyes widened to double its size and he gulped. He quickly turned around and ran away as fast as his legs would carry him. Tristan smirked and pocketed the knife. Good choice he thought and made himself on his way again.
When he reached a diner called Luke's he walked in and got himself a coffee to go. Luke didn't even think anything when Tristan walked in. To him he was just a visitor to the town. Now if he only knew.
Tristan walked towards Miss Patty's and stopped. He looked up the steps and inside to see a middle age woman with a cigarette in her hand. She was calling out to the girls.
"Now ladies concentrate. You have to look good for the handsome men that will dance with you later on. They have to be fascinated by your dancing and your beauty. Don't do something that might scare them off." She said with a grin and took a drag of her cigarette.
"1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, good good. You are doing much better." She told them.
Tristan looked amused. He was surprised to see a dance studio in such a small town. He had been in enough of them already when he was younger because his parents made him, but this looked even slightly fun. Irritating, but fun. Before he could take another step Miss Patty's eyes wondered over to him and a surprised look grazed her features.
"Well who do we have here? Such a handsome young man all alone?" she said and smiled taking a few steps towards him.
Tristan didn't say a word. He just stood still and watched as her eyes flew over him and contemplated something.
"You are a very nice specimen of a man. If you want, I can teach you how to dance. I am sure you would be an excellent dancer after a few lessons."
"Sorry, no time. Gotta catch Rory." He replied simply.
"Rory?" Miss Patty asked. "Are you her boyfriend?" she asked curiously.
Tristan smirked.
"No, not her boyfriend. Just a visitor. We crossed paths earlier and I thought it would be a nice thing to visit and say 'hi'." He answered. "You wouldn't by any chance know where she lives, would you?"
"Of course. She is not far from here. Just walk straight on and then turn right. You shouldn't be able to miss it." Patty replied.
"Good." He said "And thanks for your help." Tristan walked off in the direction he was told.
Nice young man Patty thought. Gotta go and tell Babette all about it.
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Kirk meanwhile was working on something near Lorelai's house when heard footsteps heading right towards him. Suddenly a large shadow was over him and Kirk gasped, too afraid to look up.
"Please don't do anything to me." He pleaded with the stranger.
Tristan stared at him as if he was crazy. What the hell was his problem? He hadn't even threatened him yet and already he was cowering like a mouse. Normally people would behave like that once they saw him, but the guy hadn't even looked up yet. And he doubted that the people of this town knew anything about him. Strange. Everything here was strange to him. There was so much… warmth, security and craziness all in one. He wasn't used to it. He didn't think he could stand it any longer. He had to get out of here as fast as possible.
As Tristan was thinking about all that, Kirk had already run off - screaming his head off about a shadow monster that was trying to kill him and everybody else that comes in its way - and he was standing on his own.
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Lorelai was walking back from the Inn because she had forgotten her planner at home. All of a sudden Kirk jumped out of a bush next to the street and grabbed her leg. He was breathing heavily and had a scared look on his face, shaking like an earthquake.
"Shadow monster." He breathed. "Out to get me."
Lorelai looked at him confused and tried to make him let go of her leg, but to no avail.
"Kirk, calm down and let go of my leg right now." Lorelai demanded.
"Shadow monster." Kirk said again looking up at her.
"What are you talking about? Shadow monster? What is that supposed to mean? Kirk! Come on tell me." Lorelai said in a half calm voice, getting immensely irritated by him.
"I was working on something near your house, when all of a sudden there was a shadow monster looming over me, but I only saw its shadow." He replied.
"Hence calling it 'Shadow' monster. Yeah, okay I get it. Now will you please let go of my leg. I'm in a hurry. I have to go and get my planner that I left at home and then I gotta get back to the Dragonfly." Lorelai tried to reason.
"No!" Kirk screamed. "Don't go near the house. The Shadow monster is there and will get you. Don't go." He pleaded.
Lorelai took a deep breath. "Fine Kirk, I won't go near the house, but you have to let go of my leg and go home, okay?"
"Ok." He said and ran off.
Lorelai shook her head and headed towards her house. Kirk has been crazy from the first time she had met him, but it was getting worse. He was totally nuts. No more common sense left. Lorelai reached her house after 5 minutes and looked around. There was no living soul here.
She walked up the stairs of her porch and heard a crunch behind her as if someone just stepped on a dried twig. This can't really be the Shadow Monster, or. Lorelai contemplated what to do. Run into the house or turn around and see who or what it was. She took the latter and swivelled around so fast that she only saw a blur and screamed.
Tristan nearly screamed too, hadn't it been for his self-control. Was really everyone crazy in this town? I have to get outta here and fast he thought.
Meanwhile Lorelai's vision turned back to normal and she saw a young man standing in front of her porch. She was so glad that it wasn't really the Shadow monster that Kirk had mentioned before.
"Can I help you?" Lorelai asked him. A little confused about why he was just standing there and not moving.
Tristan looked at her and saw the resemblance of Rory in her. He thought about giving it a try and just asking her if she knew where Rory lived or just forget it all and go back home. Jess was right. He didn't fit into this town. Since Tristan didn't answer Lorelai tried again.
"Hello, is someone in there?"
"I am not stupid you know." Tristan spat. "I heard you perfectly well the first time."
"Well, why didn't you answer me then?" Lorelai snapped back. What a rude kid. Reminds me about me in some ways she thought and erased the memory for now.
"Couldn't be bothered." Tristan replied simply. "You don't know where Rory lives by any chance, do you?" he asked.
Rory? Why was he asking for her daughter? Is he… no, Rory would have told me about it. She wouldn't have kept it a secret, or?
"What do you want from her?" Lorelai questioned suspiciously raising a brow.
"None of your business." He answered. "So do you know where she lives now or not?" he asked.
Lorelai glared at him. "She is my daughter, so it is my business." She insisted.
"I knew you looked familiar. Rory does resemble you a bit." Tristan said and smirked. "Okay then, that means that she lives here." He said pointing to the house right in front of him. "Looks…nice."
"Thanks. But you still haven't answered my question yet. What do you want from her?" Lorelai asked annoyed.
"Nothing." He replied simply.
"Nothing? Then why did you come here?" she asked.
"To visit." He answered and saw someone open the door behind the woman he was talking to.
Rory opened the door and looked out. Her mom was standing on the porch. She knew that she heard her voice, but what was she doing here? Maybe forgot something.
"Hey mum, what are you do…" and then Rory saw Tristan.
Tristan! What??? How did he, why did he…. How the hell did he know where she lived and why did he come here? To chit chat with her mother, or what? Live was strange sometimes and it couldn't get any stranger than this she thought.
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When Tristan saw Rory his heart made a funny thing. Did it just skip a beat? She looked so beautiful he thought. She was wearing jeans and a gray T-Shirt that fit snugly over her upper body. Her hair was down and she was holding a book in her hands. He had to smile at that. Always reading. Did she ever go anywhere without it he wondered.
Then she made eye contact with him. She was absolutely stunned and had a look of confusion and surprise in her eyes. It made him feel good to see that he could cause all this to happen in a few single seconds. She turned on the spot and just stared at him. He stared right back at her without even blinking. If she could play this game, then he could do it too, no problem.
Her lips turned to form her first word and it was: "Tristan?"
It sounded so good, when she used his name. He could get used to her saying it over and over again, or maybe even moaning it. He smirked at her and she made an expression of disbelieve. Like he was just a mirage and she was just imagining things.
"That's me." He answered back and saw how stunned she was that it was really him.
Lorelai meanwhile went inside to leave them alone, since Tristan shot her a 'get lost' look. Next time she would teach him how to shoot her a 'get lost please' look.
"Oh my God. What are you doing here?" Rory asked still thinking she was imagining the whole thing.
"Visiting." He replied simply.
"Visiting?"
"Yeah."
"Who?"
"You."
"Me?" she asked surprised.
"Yeah." He said with a grin that turned back into a smirk.
"Why?"
"Wanted to."
"Can you form sentences too, or just speak in single words?"
"I can do whatever you want me to baby."
Rory was flustered. Did he just call her 'baby'? After she got over the initial shock, she got angry.
"What do you think you are doing here? You have no reason to be here. And how did you even know where I lived? You don't even know my name!" Rory said, but before Tristan could reply, she knew who he got the address from.
"Jess." She whispered and looked back to Tristan.
"Correct." He said and gave her a large smirk.
Okay, this was too much. Rory's rage took over and she walked straight towards him with a determined look on her face and pushed him as hard as she could against the shoulder. Tristan was stunned to say the least. He stumbled back a bit, too surprised to react. He couldn't believe what she had just done. What the hell was her problem? No one ever behaved themselves like this towards him.
Rory glared at him and was just as surprised as he was by what she had just done. Wow, she thought. Since when did she act like that? Tristan made her feel so many feelings at once and then when he smirked at her, it was just all too much. She had to release all the pressure and the only thing she could think of to do, except slap him across the face, was push him with all her might. And it worked. She calmed down after that. Now she was just breathing a little heavy, but otherwise she was fine.
"Feel better now?" Tristan asked her. "'Cause if you ever do that again, I cannot promise you what I will do to you." He said with a hint of murder in his voice.
Rory gasped. He was deadly serious about it, wasn't he? His eyes turned cold and he gave her an icy glare that could even freeze the sun over. Jess was right. He didn't take things lightly and she also guessed that he doesn't forget things easily either.
Rory took a few steps back, but as she did, Tristan just moved towards her. Now she was really scared. What would he do to her? It was so quiet that she could hear her heart beating at a much faster rate than normal. Their footsteps made silent noises on the gravel and she felt like she was going to be sick. She could feel his aura radiating around him as he came nearer by every step he took.
"Stop." Rory tried to tell him, but he kept coming towards her. "Don't." she said next, but he didn't hear a word she said.
Suddenly she felt something hard at her heel. The porch she thought, but she tripped on the first step and her butt made contact with the third. This was it she thought. He reached for his back pocket. Now he was only 3 steps in front of her. 2, 1…
"No!" Rory screamed and wrapped her hands tight around her body, squeezing her eyes shut as hard as possible.
What Tristan did next surprised Rory like nothing had ever done before. She felt a slight pressure on her left cheek and opened her eyes slowly. His warm moist lips were pressed lightly against her cheek. She gasped. However, before she fully realised what had happened, he pulled away and slipped something from his back pocket into her hand and held on.
"Read it through carefully and then decide what you wanna do with it." He whispered huskily into her ear and then let go of the piece of paper that he had slipped into her hand.
He pulled away, gave her a last smirk and walked back to his bike. Rory was so stunned, that she was still sitting there after 10 minutes thinking about what had just happened. She moved her hand up to her cheek and placed it there. A small blush crept up her cheeks and she sighed a silent 'wow'.
That was the most thrilling thing that had ever happened to her in her whole life. How was one single person able to make someone else feel so many emotions at once? Tristan was really something else.
Then Rory remembered that he had slipped something into her hand. She looked down and saw a piece of paper. She folded it open and read it through. What did he want from her?
A/N – Yes dear reviewers, what does Tristan want from Rory? I know I am being mean because I left you guys at a cliff hanger, but I promise you, that you will find out what it says in the next chapter.
Of course I only write when you write me. So write me a review and I will post the next chapter ASAP. : )
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P.S. I am glad that you see the difference between Jmarit's story and mine. Maybe you think it's similar because my Tristan is similar to her Tristan. I'm sorry about that, but he isn't exactly like hers anyway. He is quite different as you saw and will see. Don't forget that every character is different and my Tristan might have some mood swings, or not.
Carry on reading and find out. ; )