Hello. Well, this is like an extra chapter. Like one of those scenes after credits.

They danced, they laughed and even sang along some music, being played on the day and nooow, they were finally back to their home - TARDIS.

Everything took place in the kitchen. Rose and the Doctor the only ones present. Jack was somewhere out and about, maybe taking a hint to give them some space. Jack. He really saved their heads today. And faces, for that matter. He couldn't be more grateful than today to have him with them. Even if sometimes his presence seemed to be a hindrance but that was only because!

Besides, Rose liked his company. He could tolerate him. It was not like he really disliked him, just... What was going on between him and her? He wanted an answer to that... What was about him, seriously? The immortality? Blah, well, he was not immortal, but his lifespan was nothing to worry about. His handsomeness? Pff, he was not bad himself, if he must say so. Right? She did approve of him! Well, Cassandra may have hinted something... but either way!

Sexy aaand foxy.

So what else? His flirtatious nature? Um...was he seriously trying to compare that? They were a natural! Both him and Rose. There was no need to...try. So how could Captain Flash Jackness.. oh, he caught Mickey's disease. How could he... Why was he even thinking about Jack regarding that? He was out of question.

And there was always her partner to consider.

Partner. The name rolling on his tongue like poison. He was a great big mystery still. The Time Lord wanted to know more, needed to know more, but he could never push her to that.

He sighed inwardly.

A great big mystery, which settled deep into her heart. He shook his head mentally. NO point in thinking about that!

Moving on!

"So, I was thinking..." she began teasingly, looking at him with that illegal smile. "Would you like to..." Hug her? Yep, hugs were nice. He liked feeling her near. Safe and sound in his embrace. He could stay like that forever sometimes. Or not. Not sometimes. He could stay like that and see no tomorrow.

Since when had he became so dependant on her presence? Oh, it must have been a long long time.

The Wire really made his hearts stop for a moment there. For never being able to see, talk with her again. Her weird quirks, her smiles and compassion. Her herself. He was fairly sure he would not meet anyone like her ever again. Just one chance in life...and that, short too.

Funny thing, that of all the times he found himself brilliant, he desperately wanted to be a clueless fool, not knowing his future's griefs. His both hearts wanted the grief to be hope, happiness, warmth... but the universe never worked like that to him, did it? No, it did not. He wanted her to never leave him. He wanted her mind.

Wow, that was a bit of a powerful thought.

Words hold power, so does thoughts, if it is a Time Lord's brain you are talking about. And anyway. Would she even want him, if he... no, how could she? Well, he could see in those moments that she cared for him, but her longing faraway looks told him that him was not whom she wanted.

Oh.

Did he... he didn't, right? No, that couldn't be... of course not, he wouldn't have... would he? Time Lords don't do that and certainly not THAT. And it was not like they were... so, um...no, that couldn't have happened anyway...It just couldn't! He was not, he was not, he was not! I'm telling you, he was...!

Oh, Rassillion.

If anybody from the Academy would hear him now! Was he... suffering from the unrequited love?

That was just ridiculous...Utterly, impossibly ridiculous! Sigh. But was it really so strange? She was brilliant. More than that. Much much more than that. She was everything. And her having feelings for a broken man like himself, would have been more strange.

There, he had said it. And what sort of rubbish word was unrequited? Like, really? Unrequited? Un...re..qui...ted... Blah. Should be something liiiiike - inconvenient. Um...rubbish too. One-sided? Who has two sides? Him and Rose have.

No, wait.

He just admitted that he was one-sided. Um.. no that doesn't suit them, since they are really, very very two-sided people. What sort of people? Well, one slightly pinkish-yellow-y human another slightly Time Lord-y alien... Anyway, it's either the two of them or none. So moving on! Ridiculous love? Um, nah. Presumptions? Unfair? Oh oh!... Different?

"Good different or bad different?"

"Just different."

Yep, definitely different love. There we go! Way way better than unrequited love.

Yikes, his brain was certainly more running ahead of him this time round than ever. And his mouth! Oh, it could bring him trouble on so many occasions, despite saving him the other times. And those thoughts! Well, he could only be glad that he said it only in his mind. And then again, he had been daydreaming for the past few minutes... Wait, daydreaming? Since when Time Lords daydream? Huh. Anyway, he better check on his precious girl now. He surely had missed a sentence or two.

As always.

There she was! Staring at him. Waiting. Of course, waiting for him to comment on something he hadn't heard, SINCE he was way too preoccupied in his ridiculous un-...no no no no no! He was certainly not going down that road of thoughts again. And he said! Different it was. Different. Just different. So there... let's analyse. Her expression... hmm, did he have something on his face? Why such an odd expression. Was it... shocked? Um, hopeful?... gentle understanding? Wait, under-what? Why would she even-

Oh.

Oh. Oh. Oh. Ooh. No, that wasn't it, right? No, 'course not! Out of everything! He didn't... as much as oblivious he was, he just wouldn't be that much to not...wait, did he just admit he was oblivious? Weeell, he may be...a bit. But only a bit. And anyway! It was not even humanly or Time Lord-y in this case, psychically or universally, however you prefer, possible that for some reason that could have happened! Right? It didn't, right?

Oh, he did say that out loud.

She was losing hope of him listening. "Or I could always try jumping on my head in the river full of alligators."

Still nothing.

Certainly not listening. "Well, it's nice of you to wander off. And guess what? Not me this time," she muttered.

Then his mouth slightly parted. What was he saying? She was sure he was not aware of it, but...

"...unrequited love..."

"What did you just say?" she whispered, but got no answer again. She just blinked. What was he thinking about? It couldn't be her, after all they were... Oh, this one still didn't know. It must be that. So, what, did he think he was alone in that? Seriously? Could he be more oblivious?

Mind you, was he pondering over that fact?

Oh, silly Time Lord. When will he let himself let go of his worries? 'Guess, never... She really wanted to hug him now.

But then she saw his expression go confused, concentrated, until it went to complete shock and lost of what to do.

It must have just clicked him what he said.

"Do-" she began, but was interrupted by an unasked for, loud shout.

"PERLEY GIMER!" he exclaimed, louder than was necessary for any occasion.

"W-hat?" She blinked, startled. Who was that?

"Perley Gimer "Unrequited Love". Rubbish movie, I must say. Don't watch it, you would regret it. As much as brilliant lot you are, this one really cut it over the edge."

"Huh." Rose looked at him sceptically.

"If you want to watch something, I have a whole collection out there. Weell, strictly speaking the TARDIS has it, but since we share everything, well, almost everything, so in a way it is mine too, more than mine, well the ship is mine, so it is mine as in mine mine, but maybe not as mine as someone else could b-... TARDIS! aaand movies, are mine, others are not as much and-"

"Doctor!" Rose interrupted him, laughing.

"Hmm? What?" He blinked a few times.

She chuckled. "What are you on about?"

"Who, me? Oh, this and that. I was just..." He considered, rubbing on the back of his neck. "Just telling you..." He nodded. "Letting you know about my relationships with y-the TARDIS! Yeh. That's right. That's what it was." He grinned nervously, his hand down.

Her lips quivered, but she stifled the snort. "Oh?" She bit her lip, looking at him teasingly. "You sure?"

"Yep. I'm sure. More than sure. Brilliantly sure, in fact!" He laughed nervously, when Rose was edging towards him.

"Hmm..." she hummed, her fingers were nearly inches from his tie. Her body too. Let's not forget her body. After all, her fingers were part of her hand, lovely hand, soft hand, which was part of her body.

The Doctor's eyes widened, when he had a flashback of Cassandra going that way at him. Well, Rose was going a bit differently, more Rose-y, but that didn't make matters better. In fact, it made matters worse. Because it made him expectant.

And oh oh, his eyes widened even more, if that was possible, as her hands grazed the fabric of his tie. She was so close to him.

"I think you want..." she said in a husky voice. "Need..." She locked her eyes with him and he gulped, not daring to move. His eyes travelled to her lips, as he felt her close proximity. Her lips were slightly parted, on the verge of forming a word, a small amount of warm air emitting from her mouth. He was mesmerised by the sight. His breathing picking up the speed of hers, his both hearts skipping just a bit or maybe a lot more faster than he held normal for his Time Lord self. But he did not care about that now. It was unusual for him to not think straight, but at this moment, he could find nothing in his mind besides Rose's closeness. Her warmth.

He loved the feeling of her against his chest, her scent of so Rose, and the current situation was provoking thoughts of having her even closer to him.

He involuntary leaned his head down just an inch, waiting impatiently. If she would just move a bit more forwa-

"To take some chips with you," she said, poking him in his chest and backing away.

"Huh?" The Doctor let out a breathless sound. He was a bit dazed - mouth half-parted, eyes unfocused.

"We can't just watch without chips!" She laughed, that melodious sound.

"Wh...what?" He blinked. Where did the reality fly off to?

"The movie," she said like it was obvious. "Your big great great collection. Better choose something," she said casually. "If not the "Unrequited Love", she said in a low voice.

"What?" He shook his head, narrowing his eyes. Was he losing it? What was happening? He really found a hard time grasping the meaning of all of this.

"Doctor, are you gonna continue what'ing me or are you going to pick those chips?" She laughed. The Doctor mechanically jerked his head towards the named object - chips. They were called. What were they again?

"Meet me in the media room. Mind you," she said in a more serious tone now. "Good thing we don't have to worry about such things as unrequited love," she said and went off, out of the kitchen.

"Yeh," the Doctor agreed faintly, before he sprung his head towards the doors. Wait. What?

"What?"

One more what was heard that day.

Or a lot more...

to be continued...

I just had an urge to play with them a bit ;D Tell me what you thought of it. Was it any good? Or should I refrain myself from creating more of those? Well, I would put something like that in the episode-chapters itself, I guess. Just wanted this to be a chapter on its own. This time.