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22 July 2010 @ 02:30 pm
Miles to Go Ficlet: On First Kisses  
Title: On First Kisses
Author: wishiknewwho
Rating: G
Characters: Ten / Rose, Kira 
Dislcaimer: I don't own Doctor Who and it's probably just as well that I don't because it'd be nothing but hugs and hair ruffling for the foreseeable future.
Spoilers: None for DW; takes place in a world where Doomsday never happened. However, if you intend to read my fic Miles to Go and don't want it spoiled, you might want to wait on this one.
Summary:  Kira Tyler gets her first kiss.
Beta: The ever-wonderful salimali.
Author Notes:  I've been missing Kira desperately, and although I said I wouldn't write her as much older than 6, this idea took hold and I had to write it.  I've been missing everyone and this fandom...I will try to post a little more often.


The Doctor had faced a number of fearsome things in his time, but if there was one thing that terrified him, it was a preteen Kira Tyler in a bad mood. On most days she was still the sweet, affectionate child who had collided into his life six years ago. But on other days, her relation to Jackie Tyler was much more obvious than her relation to him or Rose.

It was a Tuesday afternoon. He and Rose were at the kitchen table, having a cup of tea and waiting for Kira to get home. They were engrossed in planning their next trip, arguing over whether they should visit the second moon of Karlim or the rainforest. Rose was arguing for the moon and he was doing his best to convince her that they’d have a better time in South America.

They were startled from their conversation as the door to the flat banged open and then slammed shut, followed by a loud thump as a rucksack full of books dropped to the floor. Kira came storming into the kitchen, her usually sunny smile replaced with a glower.

“Don’t even ask,” she muttered to their shocked looks and then stalked off towards the back of the flat.

“Do you think she’s all right?” the Doctor asked Rose. He was growing accustomed to his daughter’s newfound changing moods, but he hadn’t seen her look this upset.

Rose shrugged. “Could be anything. Might’ve had an argument with one of her friends. Or maybe she got a bad mark. She’s at that age.”

He had heard Rose use that phrase many times in the past few months, that and hormones were her favourite words to describe Kira’s rapid shifts in mood. Having very little experience with human preadolescent females, it was all very confusing for him and he’d taken to staying out of her way until her good mood returned.

“Are you going to go talk to her?” he asked Rose.

Rose gave a little huff and took a sip of her tea. “Last time I tried that she gave me far too much cheek and I felt like grounding her for a month. I think I’ll let her calm down for a while.”

Rose had a point. He hadn’t seen the two of them argue much since he’d first come back into their lives when Kira was adamant on getting Rose to forgive him. But over the past few weeks, Kira had been rude to Rose a couple of times, shocking both Rose and their daughter. Rose had been hurt at first, but after a talk with Jackie, she’d been reminded that she’d been the same way at twelve and that Kira would soon grow out of it.

Still, he hated to see Kira upset about something. Even after six years of being there, of being a good father and being assured by Rose and Kira that they were happy, he still hated himself sometimes for what he’d done and he constantly found himself trying to make up for it.

“Or,” Rose said carefully as she took in his expression, “you could try talking to her.”

He tapped his fingers on the table. “She’s a little scary when she gets like this.”

Rose giggled, quickly sobering when he glared at her. “You’re adorable, love,” she said. She pressed a kiss to his forehead and then stood and gathered their cups. “Go talk to your daughter.”

He sighed, but got up and made his way to Kira’s room. He knocked softly on the door; when no answer came, he eased it open. The room was empty. She must have gone to the TARDIS, which he’d parked in his and Rose’s bedroom.

She wasn’t in the console room or her bedroom on the ship, so he began to wander the corridors, looking for her in random rooms. Over the past six years, she had made it her mission to map out the TARDIS, no matter how many times he’d told her that it was a near impossible task. She was a tenacious child, and in a short time she knew his ship almost as well as he did.

On his second check in the library, he remembered that she and Rose had taken to sitting in the garden and having their mysterious girl conversations. Doubling back, he found the room, but she wasn’t under the cherry blossom tree where she and Rose usually sat.

Disappointed, he turned to leave, but he heard a little sniffle and the edge of her foot caught his eye. He turned around, his eyes scanning the landscape until they landed on the treehouse he’d built her years ago. She was lying dejectedly on the porch, one of her legs swinging off the edge. She was so lost in her thoughts that she hadn’t noticed him come in.

He took a moment to watch her. His little girl was growing up, and with every day it was becoming more and more obvious that she was going to be nothing short of devastating. She’d got taller over the years, but she was still the shortest one in her class, and her height was a sensitive subject that he’d learned to avoid. She’d grown her hair out as long as Rose’s had been when he first met her, her eyes still sparkled with mischief, and she got in trouble at school more often than not, but she had a handful of friends and her nightmares had all but disappeared.

She’d kicked her shoes off and taken her hair out of the intricate ponytail she’d spent so much time on that morning. Her school jacket was slung over the railing and she’d scooped up a handful of the cherry blossoms, raining them one by one to the ground.

“Hi, Daddy,” she said, not turning to look at him.

“How’d you know I was here?” he asked, climbing up the ladder and motioning for her to sit up and make room for him. She complied and they sat side by side, dangling their legs out over the garden.

“You’re not as quiet as you think,” she said, the corners of her mouth lifting into a little grin. She loved to tease him.

“I am quiet,” he argued. “I wanted you to hear me.” He loved to tease her, too.

“Sure,” she said, tossing one of the cherry blossoms at him.

He brushed the pale pink flower. “So, do you want to tell me why you nearly broke the flat door a few minutes ago?”

She let out a world-weary sigh and lay back on the porch. He could tell that she wanted to talk about whatever was wrong, but didn’t want to appear like she did. Finally with another sigh, she uttered one word. “Boys.”

The Doctor felt his face go pale. This was Rose’s department, not his. He still wasn’t ready to accept that Kira might have an interest in boys, not at twelve. Maybe at twenty. Or thirty. Thirty was a nice number.

“Daddy, do you remember the first time you kissed Mum?” Kira asked after a few moments of silence.

“Yes,” he said, smiling and thinking back to his and Rose’s first kiss, how nervous he’d been, his hearts beating out of rhythm as he’d shyly pressed his lips to hers, how perfectly their mouths had fit together. Then he frowned. Kira had reached an age where the two of them kissing “made her sick,” so there could only be one reason she would be asking him about kissing. “Wait, did someone kiss you?”

Kira sat up but wouldn’t meet his eye. “Maybe.”

He had to force himself to calm down. He didn’t like the idea of some boy kissing his twelve-year old daughter, but getting upset about that right now probably wouldn’t help Kira. Might help him, though. Finally he asked, “Was it Ben?” going for the easiest question he could think of.

“No,” Kira said miserably. “It wasn’t Ben. It was Oliver Graham.”

He’d never heard her mention an Oliver before. It was all very confusing for him, this kissing business, and he was sure Rose would handle it much better than he was. “Did you not want him to kiss you?” he asked. “Is that what’s bothering you?”

“No, I wanted him to,” Kira said, tearing one of the blossoms in half. “At least I think I did.”

The Doctor pushed a hand through his hair. “You’re going to have to help me here, sweetheart,” he said gently. “Do you think you could pretend just this once that I am very slow and explain it all to me?”

That got a laugh out of her and she scooted over to lean against him. “It was after lunch,” she said. “Oliver and I were hanging out, he said something funny, and I laughed. Next thing I know, he’s kissing me. I didn’t know what to do, but it was nice.”

“So it was your first kiss?” he asked. He still felt a little shocked. Something huge had happened to his little girl today, and she’d grown up a little more without him even realising.

She nodded. “But Jane Timmons saw and she told everybody and Ben got really angry. He wouldn’t talk to me the whole way home and then when we got here he started shouting about how I shouldn’t have kissed Oliver. Then he said not to speak to him again and went home.” She looked up at Doctor, her eyes brimming with tears. “I don’t think he wants to be my friend anymore.”

The Doctor wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close to him. He didn’t know much about women, but he knew males, and young Ben wasn’t as subtle as he thought. “Ben’s just jealous,” he said.

“Why?” Kira asked, looking up at him questioningly.

“Because he likes you, silly girl,” he said, wiping away her tears with his thumb.

Kira wrinkled her nose. “What are you talking about, Daddy? Ben doesn’t like me. He would’ve said if he did.”

The Doctor shook his head. He knew all too well what it was like, loving someone from a distance, the intense jealousy stabbing through him every time she looked at another, holding back feelings for fear of rejection or ruining the friendship. He knew what that looked like, had lived it himself, and Ben showed all the signs. “You’ve got to trust me about this,” he said. “Ben likes you, he just hasn’t worked out how to tell you. Knowing that you kissed another boy is probably driving him crazy and that’s why he got angry.”

“But why doesn’t he just tell me?” she asked. She rested her head against his shoulder. “If he likes me, don’t you think he’d tell me?”

“Do you know how long it took me to tell Mum how I felt about her?” he asked.

Kira nodded. “Too long,” she said with a rueful smile.

“Exactly,” the Doctor agreed. “He’s afraid, sweetheart. He’s probably agonising over whether or not you’ll like him back, and he’s worried that if he tells you how he feels, then you’ll say you don’t want to be his friend anymore.”

Kira let out a sigh of frustration. “But I like him,” she said. “And we’ve been friends for ages. Why would he think I wouldn’t want to be his friend?”

The Doctor shrugged and cuddled her to him again. “Because boys are stupid when there’s a pretty girl involved. And you, Kira Tyler, are the prettiest of the pretty girls.”

Kira pulled back long enough to roll her eyes at him, and then let him hug her again. “Thanks, Daddy,” she said.

The Doctor pressed a kiss to her hair. “He’ll come around, just you wait.”

“I hope so,” Kira said softly.

They sat in silence for a few minutes. The Doctor couldn’t help feeling a little sad, wondering how long it would be before Kira no longer wanted to share her secrets with him. Rose had warned him that as Kira got older, she would pull away from them more and more, and that even though it hurt, it was a good thing for her to become independent. Still, he wanted to hold on to her for as long as possible.

They heard footsteps below and then Rose appeared. “Ben’s here, love,” she said, looking up at them from below the treehouse. “You should go talk to him. He looks awfully nervous.”

Kira gave a little nod, got to her feet, and scrambled down the ladder. Rose caught her hand before she rushed out, and the Doctor watched with curiosity as the two of them had a quick, whispered conversation that ended with Rose kissing Kira’s forehead and Kira running out of the garden.

Rose tipped her head back to look at him. He patted the spot next to him. “Join me?” he asked.

She nodded and climbed the ladder, coming to sit next to him. “Did you find out what happened?” she asked.

He nodded. “Our little girl got her first kiss today.”

Rose looked up at him with wide eyes. “Was it Ben? She just told me that they’d been arguing and that she’d tell me the rest of it later, but she didn’t say anything about a kiss.”

“It wasn’t Ben,” the Doctor said. “Some boy named Oliver.”

“Oliver,” Rose said knowledgeably. “She likes him.”

The Doctor leaned back and propped himself on his hands, feeling thoroughly confused. “But she just told me that she likes Ben.”

“Oh she does,” Rose agreed. “She likes Ben very much. But she likes Oliver, too. According to Kira, he’s the cutest, funniest boy in her class and all the girls like him.”

He sighed. “But she has to like one or the other more.”

Rose laughed. “She’s twelve, Doctor. And even though she’s liked Ben for ages, she’s not immune to the attentions of a pretty boy. She’ll figure it out eventually.”

The Doctor sat back up and resigned himself to never figuring out his daughter or Rose. “What about you?” he asked, gently kicking Rose’s foot. “Are you immune to the attentions of a pretty boy?” He wiggled his eyebrows at her.

“I don’t know. Find me a pretty boy and we’ll see,” she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Oi,” he protested. “I have it on very good authority that I am handsome, Rose Tyler, and you’d do well to remember it.”

She giggled. “How could I forget with you reminding me constantly?”

She tickled his ribs and he laughed. He was in awe of her, this woman who’d come into his life and somehow managed to give him everything: a child, a home, love, all the things he’d told himself that he could get by without but now wouldn’t swap for anything. He stilled her hand and pressed his mouth to hers.

“I love you,” he whispered once he’d kissed her soundly.

“Love you, too,” she responded, ruffling his hair. “So what did you tell her anyway?”

“Well,” he answered, “she was convinced that Ben didn’t like her, and I had to convince her otherwise.”

“And how’d you do that?” Rose asked, grinning.

“Oh I just told her that he was being an idiot and was probably scared of everything changing between them. I told her that eventually he would realise that a change would be a good thing and that he’d come around.” He could feel Rose watching him intently.

“That’s good advice,” she said, taking his hand and holding it tightly.

“Very good advice,” he agreed. He didn’t let go of her hand and they sat together, watching the cherry blossoms fall from the tree.


 
 
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( 26 comments — Leave a comment )
juliet316: Doctor Who: TenRose handholdjuliet316 on July 22nd, 2010 07:39 pm (UTC)
Awwwwwww.. I've missed this ficverse. This is very cute and warm and sweet.
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on July 24th, 2010 05:54 am (UTC)
I've missed this 'verse too! Thank you so much for reading.
salimali: Oncoming Familysalimali on July 22nd, 2010 09:24 pm (UTC)
I love everything about this, but this.... Oh I just told her that he was being an idiot and was probably scared of everything changing between them. I told her that eventually he would realise that a change would be a good thing and that he’d come around.” is so perfect! The parallels between them is just brilliant!

Welcome back hun!
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on July 24th, 2010 05:55 am (UTC)
I'm happy you enjoyed the parallels.

And it's good to be back...hopefully I'll stick around this time. ;)
mkejenkins: Ten/Rose Dancemkejenkins on July 22nd, 2010 10:28 pm (UTC)
This was sooooo adorable! The Doctor handled it perfectly. They are so cute together.
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on July 24th, 2010 05:56 am (UTC)
Aw, thank you. I love writing these three.
Katya: playfulteruel_a_witch on July 22nd, 2010 10:41 pm (UTC)
Hee, very sweet, welcome back, hun :D
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on July 24th, 2010 05:56 am (UTC)
Thanks! It's good to be back.
jellybean728jellybean728 on July 23rd, 2010 12:17 am (UTC)
Oh that's very sweet.
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on July 24th, 2010 05:56 am (UTC)
Thank you! :D
bratflorida: 10/Rose Xmas invasionbratflorida on July 23rd, 2010 02:18 am (UTC)
I do love this 'verse of yours! And I laughed at the Doctor wishing for Rose to handle things, (typical Dad), and how well he handled things with Kira. I'm so glad to see more from you, i always enjoy it!
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on July 24th, 2010 05:57 am (UTC)
I'm so glad you like this 'verse. It's still probably my favorite thing to write. I didn't want the Doctor to seem totally incompetent. ;) Thank you for the kind words.
qtrhorseriderqtrhorserider on July 23rd, 2010 03:56 am (UTC)
This is just wonderful. I have really missed these fics. Seeing the Doctor handle that preteen angst made want to hug him. Not nearly as clueless as we thought.
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on July 24th, 2010 05:57 am (UTC)
Aw, thank you! I have missed writing them. And it was really fun writing Ten and an older Kira.
Feefeerocious on July 23rd, 2010 08:13 am (UTC)
That was so cute and sweet, I loved it :D
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on July 24th, 2010 05:58 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! Just what I was going for.
keira_hartley on July 23rd, 2010 09:21 am (UTC)
Oh this was cute =)I went back last night and read all of your Miles To Go fics, and they were wonderful, so this is a nice follow-up. Hope you can write more in the future, I would look forward to reading them. =)
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on July 24th, 2010 05:58 am (UTC)
*is impressed* I'm so excited you read all my stuff! I hope to do some more in this 'verse as well. Thank you for reading.
Claudiawildwinterwitch on July 23rd, 2010 12:44 pm (UTC)
Oh, finally more Miles. I've missed this and this was wonderful. The Doctor was very mature about this, and I think the mixture of being Dad and seeing Kira grow up was perfectly balanced. The cherryblossoms were a very nice touch -- my dad used to call me that when I was little, and I think it's inspired something for Cloisters. Thank you. ;)
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on July 24th, 2010 05:59 am (UTC)
Yay! I honestly love writing Miles. It's like comfort writing or something. That's so cute that cherryblossoms was your nickname. :D And I'm always happy to inspire things for Cloisters. Cannot wait til next week.
emraldeyedauteremraldeyedauter on July 29th, 2010 02:47 am (UTC)
Sorry its taken me so long to get here. I am so far behind on my friends lj posts. Worth the wait however and so glad you are writing in this verse again. This was a gorgeous little piece and just so typical of children at this age.

My boys are only 3 and 6 but I already worry about when they will start to notice girls and not want attention from me. The Doctor did very well and I just want to hug him.

Now will Ben get his act together lol. Ah well they are only twelve. Plenty of time for that later.
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on November 27th, 2011 08:45 am (UTC)
No worries at all...it has taken me more than a year to reply! RL can be a pain sometimes.

It was tough writing Kira this old and imagining her with hormones and liking boys...

I'm glad you enjoyed...I would love to come back to this 'verse one day.
hazelwho: dw 10 rose tardishazelwho on August 1st, 2010 04:18 pm (UTC)
Awwwwww! *huggles Kira and Ben* I missed these guys so friggin much! Off to read your other two new fics now - squee!!
mariannelawsonmariannelawson on August 7th, 2010 12:59 am (UTC)
hi sorry not commented for ages but work and my love of all things torchwood have been keeping me busy but i loved this so good you know i love your storys but this is ace
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on November 27th, 2011 08:34 am (UTC)
Aw, thanks so much!
wishiknewwhowishiknewwho on November 27th, 2011 08:45 am (UTC)
I miss Kira and Ben too! All the time.
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