Salut! So, I am so sorry this is absolutly to late, but I finally got time to work on it, and then I was super encouraged by the response I got: Thanks so much ryoukitsu and Dreamcatcher49 for the wonderful comments. If anyone has any suggestions for where they'd like to see the story go, please leave a review or PM me. So, here you go! Enjoy!
Rose Tyler never expected to fall in love. She had thought her life was complete, that there was nothing more for her to do, or be. She had a job that wasn't terrible, even if it wasn't fantastic. She had a boyfriend who took her out to dinner every once in a while and a mother who made sure she had a roof over her head. She wasn't happy, no, that wasn't a word that applied to Rose Tyler then, but she thought that she might just be content. And then a man with big ears and a leather jacket blew up her job, and her life was never the same.
This man, this impossible, insane, wonderful, brilliant man had shown her the world, the universe and taken her breath away and she was in love with him. It hadn't taken long, really, but she wouldn't admit it until it was too late. Their first adventure together was filled with explosions and new ideas, and had left her with the utter security that she was not alone. After that, he had taken her everywhere, and done everything. Barcelona, Charles Dickens in Cardiff of all places, New New Earth with apple grass and cat-nuns, Queen Victoria and werewolves, and so, so much more. And they had fallen in love.
It took so long for one of them to finally admit it. It ended up being him, who spoke the words for the first time, but Rose had been the one to show it. The two travelers had just run through the doors of the blue bigger – on – the – inside box that was their home and lively hood, covered in muck but high on the thrill of being alive and well. Rose was clutching her broken heels, also covered in a green – ish brown goo, and the Doctor had lost his suit – jacket somewhere along the way. The Doctor had begun to stutter slightly, rambling along like he did when he was nervous, and Rose had had enough. It had been a long day, filled with running and planet - saving and green – ish brown glop that looked disgusting but actually smelled quite nice. Like strawberries. Regardless of the pleasant smell, all she wanted was a hot bath and a nice cup of tea, the way her mum made. And the Doctor wouldn't shut up. So, naturally, she had kissed him. Just to shut him up, of course. There was no ulterior motive at all. She didn't kiss him just because he looked positively adorable trying to free his hair from the gunk and all the while keeping up a stream of words spilling from his altogether too delicious lips. And then he had said it. He had said those beautiful, terrible, powerful words with compassion and love, and Rose had nearly fainted in his arms, right there on the grating of the Tardis floor.
I love you, Rose Tyler.
After that, things had progressed quickly. Rose had been given a quite personal tour of the Doctor's bedroom, and had easily abandoned her own in favor of the deep blue walls and a ceiling filled with stars that moved above her. Not to mention the handsome Timelord who she shared it all with. Their adventured hadn't changed, at first. The Doctor was still just as protective of his Rose, and Rose still wandered off every chance she got, only now she usually dragged her Doctor with her, and refrained from flirting quite so openly with the pretty boys that still flocked to her. They still had breakfast together in the mornings, in the quiet calm of the sunflower yellow kitchen aboard the TARDIS, but it took them longer to leave after their meal, as they could openly act on their desires instead of running quickly to get dressed to avoid the tension.
And then things had changed. Rose's Doctor had become wary of her presence, always sure that she was protected and cared for before running off to save the day, sometimes going so far as to leave the place they had come to altogether if he felt there would be too much danger. The days of running happily and without a care through the universe halted slowly, dribbling down a few moments of feeling content, and eventually not even that existed between the former lovers and companions. Rose blamed herself, mostly. She didn't know why the Doctor had begun to act so strangely, but she knew, she just knew, she could have done something more about it. If only, she thought to herself so often, she had loved him just a bit more, or with just a bit more compassion, he wouldn't have spiraled down the way he had, convinced she would only be hurt if she stayed with him. Maybe if she had given him more space, or less, he wouldn't have left her here on her own. Her mind went over the possibilities daily as she trudged half – heartedly through her life, or what was left of it. She relieved the moments, and blamed herself, and then blamed him, and then her mother, and then the color of the sky on the day he had brought her back, like a default toy, and left her with a few, simple words, nothing compared to the bunches of them she had once been so accustomed to. Daily, weekly, every hour and every minute and every second of the day, her mind was on him. She knew it couldn't be healthy, but she didn't care. She would remember those words until the day she died. She would not, could not, let herself forget anything, forget him, forget them. So she remembered.
I love you, Rose Tyler.
And then she cried.
Okay, NOT happy with where this went at the end, but I was writing and this is what came out. So there. Once again, comments and suggestions are welcome, as well as concrit, but flames will be discussed harshly on my next post. So please be kind. If for some unfathomable reason the story gets too dark or *ahem* steamy and I need to up the rating, please let me know. If you've checked out my profile, you know that even though I read and review a rediculous amount, my acutal writing is just getting started, so I'm not extremely sure about the rating system. Anyway, thanks, and review please!
-Reinette
P.S. oh, and I realized while re-reading all my stuff that I made a HUGE mistake that is UNACCEPTABLE! I made Rose's eyes BLUE! GAH! So, should I leave it and refer to them as blue for the rest of the story(however long it goes) or change it in future stuff?