Summary: So I decided to try something a little different. I have a playlist of one hundred songs. I'm going to alphabetically go through each song, using the title as a chapter title. The chapters pretty much have nothing to do with the songs though. The pairing will always be the Doctor and Rose, but some will have the 9th others the 10th. Anyway, I'll post hopefully one a day unless I go on vacation. If you're lucky you might get two on some days. Depends

A/N This one goes with the song All about You by Mcfly. Enjoy!

All about You

Rose sat quietly beside the Doctor, his nose pressed into a book. Her head rest lightly on his shoulder, and her hand fiddled with the button on his jacket. She glanced at the words on the page now and again, catching little of the plot, but enough to get the general idea. She found it intensely amusing that he was reading a romance, one about a girl named Rose no less. Shifting so that her head was in his lap, she stretched out her legs luxuriously. The Doctor spared her a glance, smiling fondly as their eyes met.

"Enjoying the book?" Rose asked.

"More than I thought I would," he replied, shutting the book and resting it on the arm of the couch. "What about you? I saw you reading it too."

She paused, not really having an answer. "Eh, not bad, as books go I guess. I find the author didn't quite do me justice."

The Doctor laughed, pleasing Rose to no end. She loved making him laugh, more than anything else. Well… not more than anything else, she thought, a tinge of pink flooding her cheeks. There was a certain someone who had that honor.

"I don't think the story's about you," the Doctor said, grinning as he ran a hand through her long hair. "After all she falls in love with a pirate."

"But if you think about it, her family died. Mine is in a parallel world," Rose points out. "And after the pirate saves her life, she travels with him. She helps him remember how to feel, and he shows her what the world…" Rose stopped as she realized her words implied so much. After all, she falls in love with the pirate…

The Doctor's hand stilled and it hovered just above her head, as his eyes met hers, searching for something, only she had no idea what. What did he expect to see in her eyes? And what did she see in his? Curiosity? No, more than that. Desperation? No, not quite. It was more a desire of sorts.

"I'm afraid I'm not a pirate, Rose. Never will be," he said softly, letting his hand drop down to touch her cheek. "I've no family to welcome you warmly, and I certainly don't have a missing twin brother, presumed to be dead, but… could you love me? Do you?"

"You don't know?" she whispered, sitting up. "You honestly don't know?"

"Well," the Doctor started drawing out the word. "I have a hunch."

"Rosie wasn't the only one in love. He loved her back. I'm not a tavern girl, I don't own a little kitten, and I've never even been on a ship, but I did work in a shop once upon a time. Could you love me in return? Do you?"

The Doctor cracked a smile, and Rose felt her heart leap wildly in her chest. A smile was encouraging, very much so."

"You don't know?" he repeated her words, his smile growing. "You honestly don't know?"

"Shut up," she said. "You're supposed to answer the question."

"So were you," the Doctor answered.

"What if I told you yes?" she asked, softly, dropping her gaze, not daring to watch him.

His hand was gentle as he raised her chin. His brown eyes met hers, assuring her quietly she had nothing to fear. "Then, I'd say I love you too," he murmured.

Rose smiled as her hand snaked up around his neck of its own volition. "Good, because I do Doctor, I love you."

She didn't even have time to take a deep breath before his lips were on hers. So gentle and warm, so absolutely the Doctor. In that single kiss, she could feel time stop and yet it felt as if it were racing as well. She scooted closer to him, loving the feel of his arms around her as he pulled her up against him. They leaned back into the arm of the couch, the kiss deepening, until the sound of the book crashing to the floor brought them back to reality.

Suddenly they were both laughing at nothing in particular, and Rose felt something tug at her heart. This is what she had wanted all along, not the adventures, or the aliens (though those were an added bonus), but the Doctor, her Doctor.

"You never said it," Rose said, just a tad breathless.

"Said what? I love you?" the Doctor asked, his voice light and teasing.

"Yes, please." She smiled expectantly, her tongue poking out.

"I don't think I will," he kidded. "This relationship's not all about you, you know. "

"Really?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No, I lied." The Doctor said, grinning absurdly once more. "I really do love you, Rose Tyler. And this is all about you."

Rose laughed even as she leaned towards him again. She stopped just short of his lips, making sure her breath blew softly against his mouth. She was pleasantly surprised to feel him shiver beneath her. This could be very interesting. Who knew she would have this effect on him? She might just have to experiment with that. Oh yes, that would be lovely.

"Fantastic," she whispered, her lips just touching his as she spoke. Much to her delight, it had the desired effect, and he was soon kissing her really quite passionately. She sighed contentedly as they settled deeper into the couch. Things were definitely going her way now, and she decided, as the Doctor gripped her tightly, she liked it. A lot.