I decided to update every Sunday, because I'm finishing school and I'm having all the important tests so I can't write as much as I used to in he very beginning. Thanks for everyone who supports the story, I'm glad you like it :) Really! From the bottom of my heart.

Previously on Doctor Who/Casanova:

Giacomo Casanova went downstairs and waited for Rose.

Rose stepped inside the room as she was told. It was a big room, actually it was absurdly large for a bedroom. There wasn't any doubts that the room she was in belonged to someone in the Royal family or something like that, the furniture was also very expensive to be just anyone's bedroom. She opened the closet and she found at list 30 different dresses, all of them beautifully made. She tried three dresses on before deciding to go downstairs to meet the man she thought was the Doctor, but was certainly not.

She saw him standing there, where he told her he would be and her heart quicken, thinking it was the Doctor of course.

"You waited" She surprised him.

"I told you I would" He replied smiling at her.

"How do I look?" She asked, praying he would say she looked more than beautiful tonight or quoted a movie dialog or did something Doctor-ish.

"Magnificent, Dame Rose. I have never seen a woman like you in my 31 years of life"

"31?" She laughed helplessly "If you say so"

Casanova didn't understand what the strange, though interesting woman, was trying to say "You like my bowl then? It's my birthday today" He tried again taking her to the dance floor with him.

"Really?" She said trying to follow the Doctor.

"Yes, indeed. I personally invited all the lovely young ladies who are here around us, but I have to say my lady, I don't remember inviting you" He said wanting to get some answers from this exciting and so very different woman.

"You don't?" She answered saucily. What was this game about? Were they playing change of rolls or something? She decided to just go with it. If he wanted things to be this way she'll have to play alone.

"Well, that's a pity. But you should be grateful that I came. Now your bowl is complete" She assured poking her tongue between her teeth.

They started dancing and dancing and they couldn't stop. He liked being around her, but more than that, he wanted to be on her, Casanova he was after all. And she.. well, Rose thought of him as the Doctor so she was not going to complain. She was doing great in his arms dancing all night. He was different though she could tell. The Doctor wouldn't have danced so easily would he? Right now she couldn't tell because she was lost in his gaze, Casanova's gaze.

Meanwhile, it had been a bit more than two hours since the Doctor, the proper one, had been arrested and taken away from Rose. He was sent to the castle and locked in one of the rooms, a guard told him to get ready for the party.

What party? what is he talking abou..ooh..I see, he thinks I'm him. They all think I'm Casanova! Should have seen that coming...Rose! God, I left her, alone, where could she be now. She is Rose, she'll be alright. I need to find her before it's to late. But how? Oh! Aren't you dum Doctor, they think you are the one and only Casanova! I just have to pretend to be him, go to the party, he'll find Rose and make up some excuse to leave the party and taking her back to the TARDIS with him with a promise of another planet, or an adventure or..I could just tell her. "Rose Tyler, you have to know.. You should know...You are.." Or I could just kiss her, hold her look without letting it go. Or watch a movie together! Should I risk everything we have for my feelings for her? I don't think I could take a rejection from her. But she loves me doesn't she? I mean, she promised me forever, and that, now that is something strong..almost.. intimate? For-ev-er, the rest of her life, her very short life. No job, no family, no ordinary life, she chose me over the life she could have had. The life she is still on time to have. But she prefers to miss the train and get stuck in the station with me! Me? Love me? Why? Okay, enough, I have to find her and ask her what does she want from me..from us.

And with that, The Doctor changed clothes and went to find the love of his life.

He walked downstairs to find Rose. The palace was crowded, more than 400 people had been invited to Casanova's 31 birthday so it was going to be hard to find her, assuming she managed to get inside.

After half an hour searching for her he couldn't find her. Where the heck was she?

Casanova took the lady who was accompanying him that night to the balcony. It was time to make a move. At first he stood in silence looking at the sky, and then, when Rose followed him he said:

"I'm glad you came. It wouldn't have been a special birthday without you by my side" And he continue to look at her.

"Oh come on. You know you can have me everyday and every night, you do know right?"

"Are you being serious? We have just met!" He said.

"I don't understand you" said Rose.

"Maybe you are right. Maybe we've met before, in my craziest dreams" And with that, he grab her by her waist and kissed her passionately.

The kiss was all about sex really, she could tell. She could not say that she wasn't enjoying it at all, she'd been a few years without this energy around her and the tension ease a bit. And because she thought she was kissing the Doctor she add happiness to the action. But something wasn't right somehow.

Outside the balcony a man was staring at this two. A man whose heart broke in the exact moment he saw the blonde girl in the lovely dress kissing someone who looked like him, but wasn't him at the same time. That man was about to give up and go away, he was obviously not enjoying the view of those lovers kissing passionately and easing the tension between them. But then, when Casanova put his hand in Rose's lower, very lower back, Rose said:

"Why here?"

"What do you mean?" Casanova asked.

"Why not in the TARDIS? Any other day? You had a lot of opportunities to do this and you chose here and now?" She insisted.

And that was enough for the man starring the scene.

"Rose" He entered the balcony at last.

She was confused, of course, who wouldn't be in that situation? Two people who looked the same but were very different on the inside. The Doctor knew Rose was about to faint so he took a long, deep breath and walked towards her to hold her hand.

"It's me. The Doctor"

Casanova didn't understand much of what was happening either so he stood there, openmouthed.

"But how?" She let out in a whispered.

"Well, it's hard to explain...Basically sometimes, very rarely actually, impossible things just happen and we just called them miracles..." He smiled sweetly at her so she knew he was him, the Doctor, the one who was with her ever since she hold his hand in the basement on that earth shop. She smiled back, her bright eyes wide open as she realized it was actually him.

"Sorry mate, but this lady here came with me" The Doctor was turning around to walk away and make his way back to the TARDIS when Casanova said:

"Wait a second, Dame Rose, who is he?"

"He is the Doctor" She answered.

"His real name I mean"

"Right," She thought that it would be much easier to go with "John" at once "John, Sr John of Tardis?" She glanced at the Doctor who smiled, approving her decision.

"Is he with you?.. Are you two..?" He continued.

The Doctor looked at Rose while she was trying to figure out what the answer to that question should be, without taking her eyes of the 31-year-old italian in front of her. What if she said yes? After all they were kind of together weren't they?

The Doctor wanted to answer with a big YES and finish with the vagueness for once of all, but he wanted to listen what her answer first.

Rose looked back at the Doctor as if asking permission to answer, asking for help really.

"Yes, we are together" The Doctor replied without looking away from those big brown eyes.

What was he doing? Thought Rose. She heard him, she heard him say they were together. He said it, under no pressure. She was happy, excited, yet thrilled. Now what?

"Rose.." She heard him say. "Mmm?" She managed to say.

"Is that right Rose? Are you together?" Casanova asked again.

The Doctor's hand tensed. She felt it, she felt him.

"Yes, yes we are. I thought you were him" She apologized. Casanova was a bit suspicious about them so he invited them to stay in the palace.

"Thanks but we have the.."The Doctor began, but was cut by Rose who accepted happily the invitation. She was trying to be polite.

Once they were shown their bedroom The Doctor jumped to the bed and he exclaimed.

"Isn't this bedroom lovely! I mean, the TARDIS is much better but this...this is alright!"

Rose couldn't believe how natural he could behave after what had just happened. Well, she didn't know why she was so surprised by this because it wasn't as if the Doctor was going to do otherwise.

"Yeah, Rose, about that" He began when he saw the expression on her face "I don't like him, I told you, things like him and me aren't supposed to happened! I wanted you to be with me, I mean, to know that I was the Doctor and not him.." He apologised.

"I know" She said calmly.

"Then why are you looking ike that? A if you were sad, or annoyed..or both! Tell me Rose" He said.

"You said we were together, but why?"

"For the same reason you asked him why was he going to kiss you tonight, and there, thinking you were asking me" He smiled a little.

"Oh, you heard then" She looked down.

"And I'm glad I did, because now I know you wanted me to do this" And he pressed a soft, tender and sweet kiss on her lips. They moved together untill he made her hit the wall behind her with her body. And that was when the kissed turned uncontrollable.

Somewhere away from the room they were, but still inside the palace, a sad, broken-hearted man was planning his revenge...

TO BE CONTINUE...