Me again! Sorry this took so long.

EXAMS = No free time.

Anyway, I managed to get this finished today!

Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer - I don't own Doctor Who. If I did Rose would still be in it. Just Saying...


Rose POV:

Through hooded eyes I watch Allura carefully lean forward and tap the table twice. A light appeared, suspended inches above the table. Watching in fascination I notice starts to develop and grow.
'I think red for you, Rose. Rather fitting, do you not agree?' She states quietly, staring absently at the light.

'Red Rose.' I giggle.

Cheesy but simply genius.
Attempting to envision myself in a classy dress with the Doctor swooning isn't hard and is a lovely fantasy. But it is fleeting and rapidly deteriorates with images of Rienette and him infiltrating my paradise.

Grimacing both mentally and physically at my visions, I look to the glowing light to see its taken the form of a short cocktail dress, netting around the neck and a tight fit on the body.

'Cute.' My voice stated, emotionless.

Feeling the positivity draining from me was making my chest start to constrict once more.

'Rose? You're not happy and you are in pain. You do not have to pretend.'

Looking at Allura causes the pain to subside, her eyes were glowing with a golden hue. The pain slowly started to edge away as a blanket of warmth consumed me. The experience and sensation is similar to an embrace from the TARDIS. I know Allura has something to do with it.

'Thank you.'

I watch her nod as the glow subsides, and she resumes stroking Dex.

'I will get Routen to check you over after the ball, my personal physician. No arguments, darling.'
Her endearments make me smile, none of my friends or alien encounters have been as positive as this, I note.

'Yes ma'am.' I laugh, my positivity returning. 'You think I could work a long dress, Allura?'

I see energy return to her and she smiles brightly once again.

'Of course! Just focus on the light and think of the dress you want. If I have something similar, it will show.' She explains.
Concentrating on this light, I envision a dress and slowly it begins to morph onto a shape.

It's a green strapless, floor length dress. It is fitted around the bust with a dipped neckline and It floats to the floor after the bust.
Smiling a little, I study the dress. Simple and classy.

'Rather elegant, Rose. I like it.'

'Well that's my dress sorted.'

'I do not think so.'

Moving my gaze to Allura, I feign offence and place a hand across my heart.

'But-'

This dress was perfect. Simple and plain. Maybe it is not suitable on this planet? Have I offended her? My internal interrogation continues until her voice cuts through my thoughts.

'It is not, you.'

'I'm sorry?' I question, a defensive tone inadvertently creeping in.

'Rose Tyler. You are outgoing, funny and strong. You should be noticed and admired. Not blending in!' Allura growled, avoiding my gaze.

Pink hues flood her cheeks as she keeps her eyes trained on Dex. 'You need not fear me or my people. We will not chase you or hurt you. I want you to be you tonight, Rose. Shine.'

I stare at her, my mouth agape and shock written over my features. Blending in was now natural because of my Doctor's antics and tendencies. I didn't even notice I had slipped from myself.
Nodding fiercely I focus on the light once more, going as far as squinting a little.
The light morphs once more and Allura raised her eyes and an eyebrow, a knowing grin set on her lips.

'Perfect.'

Smirking, I look at her, confidence flooding me; 'I'mma knock his hearts out of rhythm.'


GPOV:

Tapping his foot the Doctor sighs. Tugging at his bow tie a little with one hand and a champagne flute in his other, he looks around the room. Wearing a tux that stopped women in their tracks.
'Women and parties. They can never be early.' He mutters, 'Making me wear my bad luck tux too. We're doomed.'

'All rise and stand to attention, please. Entering, our guiding light, our Princess, our protector. Allura!' A deep intimidating voice reverberated across the large ball room.

'Now that's an entrance.' He whistles quietly.

The Doctor's eyes lock on the door, his anxiety growing. He runs a hand through his hair before breathing into his hand and sniffing.

'All good. Wait. Why am I nervous? It's just Rose! But she's never been just Rose..'

Slowly the large double doors at the top of a grand stair case were opened by the Guards in black.

'She is accompanied by her guard, Dex and her companion Lady Rose Tyler.' The same voice continues.

The room fell into a hushed silence and all eyes were trained on the doors. Dex pads out slowly, his appearance generally unchanged; only the simple addition of a thick gold chain and pendant around his neck. The pendant is a North Star suspended in a circle with small suns engraved into the circle. This is the crest sported on all doors and uniforms. Dex sits at the top of the stairs, his eyes surveying the area. He dips his head and turns his muzzle to the door. Slowly, Rose steps into the light of the ballroom and collective gasps can be heard.

Rose stands opposite Dex. Her gaze confident and a genuine smile on her lips. The dress is ruby red, it is shorter at the front, settling under her knees and gains length as it moves around to the back where it brushes against the floor; An asymmetrical skirt the Doctor notes. The neck line was high, setting just under her collar bone. It fits perfectly, hugging and accentuating her curves; it has thick straps over her shoulder. Her hair has been pulled back into a bun, save for her bangs that have been softly curled framing her face. Her hair is secured by a red ribbon, and accessorized with a black and red rose on the one side. She wears the TARDIS key as a pendant on a black choker and a black band on one wrist. Her shoes are black court shoes with ballet ribbons climbing up her legs, ending mid calf.

The Doctor coughs and thumps his chest hard, he swore his hearts had both stopped.

'Oh, my Rose.' The Doctor whispers, stunned.

He has to restrain himself from running to her side and declaring her off limits as he watches other men gaze at her longingly.
'Mine!' His mind screams, 'claim!'

He bites back his protective side and attempts not to growl.

'I can't. It will hurt.. She has Rickey! Or Mickey.. The idiot!' He argues with himself.

The princess steps out to form the trio and the crowd simultaneously bows at her presence, more intakes of breath could be registered. Her dress consists of an aqua blue layered skirt that pooled around her and brushed against the floor. The bodice was similar to a corset, decorated with clear gems at the top of the bust. Her dress had long sleeves that came to her wrists and the neckline dipped slightly to reveal a little of her bust. Allura's hair is curled softly and flowing down in waves and wore her tiara on her brow.

A gold pendant matching Dex's is the only other jewellery she is wearing. But what was most captivating was the area above her heart. Gold stars and swirls stained her sun kissed skin, glowing gently.

'Welcome one and all, I do hope you enjoy your night and that you are blessed. I am sorry the Queen and King cannot be present, but as you know they only have your interests at heart. My love to you all and dance the night away!'

A deafening cheer fills the grand hall, clapping and admiration pouring from the guests.
Rose scans the crowd and finds him. Her Doctor. Their eyes lock and she smiles softly at him, a blush on her cheeks. Her makeup is very natural with just a hint of shadowing and eyeliner on the eyes to make them stand out.

'She's a vision' his brain mumbles in awe. 'Go get her!'

He cannot pull his eyes away, and he doesn't want to.
Slowly, the trio make their way down the stairs. Allura has her hand on Dex and Rose let's her hand glide over the banister, her eyes not leaving his.
As they reach the bottom of the stairs the Doctor approaches, his mind set. He can feel the barriers falling, she's breaking them down like they're made of Lego.

She stops at the bottom of the stairs and he bows deeply to her.

'My lady, would you allow me to court you this fine evening?' He asks, his voice even.

Rose takes a step back in surprise, blinking blindly and her mouth open a little. Allura Nudges her softly while laughing and her dumbstruck attitude.

'I accept your offer, sir.' She finally answers sweetly, curtsying to him.

Audible male sighs fill the room at her answer cause the grin on his face to grow even more.

All he wants it to reach out and crush her against him, and she'd love nothing more.

They both rise and share a secret smile as he reaches out and cups her cheek. Electricity shoots through them both and the doctor withdraws his hand sharply.
Music begins to fill the grand hall and couples spin around the floor. Rose notes Allura is holding onto Dex's fur tightly as she converses with guests. His protective gaze only leaving her form to analyse the individuals approaching her. 7

'Dex towers over the people! Makes an excellent bodyguard.' Rose chuckles quietly.

He reaches above Rose's shoulders; an intimidating being. In her haste to return her attention to seducing the Doctor, she almost missed something in his gaze. A guarded emotion that causes the blonde female to close her eyes slightly as she attempts to decipher it. Deciding she is being rude to her silent date she turns her smoldering gaze back towards him.

'How do I look then Doctor?' Rose quizzes in a sultry tone.

'Fine- I mean good. Wait no.' The Doctor stutters, rubbing the back of his head with one hand.
Collecting himself and looking her straight in the eyes he calmly form his reply; 'You look simply beautiful, Rose. You rival the brightest star tonight.'

Red floods her face and she dips her head a little, a wide smile on her lips; she felt like her skin was on fire under his gaze.

'Hang on, she's glowing?! It must be the light in here. Or maybe it's me. Did I eat a banana?'

Pushing it out of his mind he finds his voice. 'What about me? How do I look tonight?' He asks, a sly grin forming.

Rose simply tilts her head and lets out a low whistle.

'A little bit foxy.' She purrs.

'I like fo-'

'However, you in a tux means some disaster is going to find us.' She finishes, her tone now flat.

'Oi!'

Laughter bubbles out of her and she raises a hand over her mouth.

'She's beautiful.'

'Would you care to dance, Rose?' The Doctor asks, his voice warm and enticing.

Rose's gaze returns to her Doctor and she smiles.

'Of course, I've been waiting for this for ages.'

Her signature smile spreads across her pale pink lips, her tongue trapped between her teeth.
Smiling down at her, he makes a gesture towards the dance floor. He moves to walk behind her but stops dead. His mouth drops and his eyebrows raise.

'She's trying to kill me. That's it. She's gonna succeed.'

Her dress was backless, just starting once again at the base of her spine; revealing miles smooth cream skin for all. Steadily he examines her form. Just wanting to reach out; to caress and map every inch. The Doctor quickly follows her gliding form, shooting glares at any man looking at what is his.

Their hearts are beat crazily and their breathing is equally shallow as he places a hand on her hip; his fingers purposely brushing her skin, and the other takes her hand. A current courses though them, causing Rose to gasp and the Doctor to bite back a growl of pleasure.

'What the hell-'
'-is going on?!'

She places her hand on his shoulder and the circuit is complete. They feel it running through their veins. An intense and unrivalled connection. Slowly but Surely, they step in time to the music, their eyes never breaking away and their grip never faltering. Lost, twirling and stepping in time to the beats of their hearts.

'Simply perfect.' He whispers.


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-Mme Starlight. x