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Well, it was a good run while it lasted. Like always, he was torn away from his companions for one reason or another- and as always, it was his fault. Sure, Donna was safe and sound at home, but at the price of her memories and the self-confidence she had gained during her journeys. The TARDIS felt rather empty, now that it was occupied by only one person, but maybe traveling alone would be good for him. He had managed it during the lowest point of his life. Maybe another Rose would come along eventually to pick him back up on his feet if he didnâ??t do so soon enough. A quick trip to the planet Xarbulas would clear his mind a bit. He was all set to do so, but then he heard his screwdriver make an odd noise- one he hadnâ??t heard in a while.

It was a faint beeping noise- a homing device. He had set it long ago to detect individuals or small groups of aliens that were on a planet that wasnâ??t their own- it was his own way of trying to find if any of his own kin had survived the Time War, as low as those chances were. Unfortunately, he knew that this was not tracking down a Time Lord, since it would have beeped at a different tone and rate. Still, it worried him faintly. Usually these were the most dangerous on Earth, since small groups were easier to slip through security nets and cause trouble that wouldnâ??t be noticed until it was too late.
Well, looks like Xarbulas was going to have to wait.

Beaming at the thought of adventure, he packed a large suitcase full of clothes, gadgets, and whatever he could fit inside and made his way out to mingle with the humans again. Oh, waitâ?¦ he needed money. Stupid currency. He backtracked to a room deep within the TARDIS and began to rummage through all sorts of drawers until he found one marked, â??England- 1990-2057â??. Inside was the proper currency he needed and he stuffed his pockets and bag full of it. He wanted to make sure he had enough and he didnâ??t want to make more trips to the TARDIS than necessary, just in case this alien wasnâ??t very friendly and followed him to his last link to Gallifrey.

He withdrew his screwdriver and toyed with it to lock on to this one life form and, after wandering through the streets like a lost fool, came across a lodging house. Oh, this was going to be fun. It had been a while since he posed as a human- well, without rearranging his entire genetic make-up, that is.

The Doctor headed to the door and knocked. A friendly-looking couple answered. After a half hourâ??s worth of chatting and charm, the Doctor was given a key and a room to the house. According to his sonic, the other being was right down the hall from his room. He switched off the homing device and entered his new quarters and left the door open as he unpacked, just in case the person happened to pass by.
 
Earth. Oh how lovely it was. He truly loved it. 70% water. Great place for an Undatian like himself. He just loved everything about Earth. As long as he kept his shirt on, no one ever noticed him. Well, that was a lie. He was noticed. He made himself noticed. He just was never too noticed that it made people think he was something he was not. He so loved that he was able to have that. He got to swim, and since Earth made those neat shirts that covered up the torso, but could still absorb water, he was even better off. Sure, he got strange looks when he did not come up from the water for ... hours, but hey! He still had far too much fun. He just loved being able to swim here. It was a good vacation.

What was better was the house he was staying at was so close to the ocean! It made everything thousands of times better than it had been. He truly was thinking about moving here. Well, not by choice. His ship broke. Very, very broken. He had intended to come to Earth, but not so soon, and not as fast as his ship was hurling toward the earth. That was bad. Now, his ship was broken. He was pretty sure someone was after him, and oh! He needed to get parts. That were only on his planet. That was such a dandy little thing. He did not like that he was forced to be here, but he really was beginning to accept that fact. Gladly accept it too. Sure, Earthians were not as accepting as his home planet, but they truly were gorgeous to watch. Especially on the beach. Oooo. Such gorgeous beings!

Walking through the halls of his housing, Turtle was going to go ... somewhere that he forgot. And how? By walking by the room right next to his. Some gorgeous suit-clad male bent over? Oh yes. He was stopping to check that out. Blatantly too. Subtle was never really in the boy's dictionary. His head lightly tilted to the side, eyes traveling along the gorgeous rump in the air. Definitely a delicious specimen. That really was nice. Very, Very nice. That just added to the list of why he loved this place.

Moving over to the doorway, he rested against the doorframe, his arms loosely crossed over his torso. He looked over at the man a little bit more before lightly clearing his throat. "Hello, there. New here, I take it?" He asked, a warm smile pulling o his lips as he looked over the man once more. His eyes stayed with the other and his fingers lightly tapped on his sides, just utterly happy to have walked down the hall now. Yep. He definitely could get used to this place even more if he got to see him every day. Though, there was definitely something different about him. Honestly? He could not care less about that. If he was this gorgeous just behind him, then how could he not enjoy being here?
 
It didnâ??t take too long for the Doctor to unpack. There really wasnâ??t much that needed care for. Most of his clothes were folded and tucked into the drawers within minutes. Any gadgets he didnâ??t need prying eyes to see were thrown haphazardly in the bottom drawer of his dresser. Everything else that wasnâ??t clothes or secret stuff was littered on top of his dresser- which included his tooth brush, an empty notebook, a comb, and the farewell card Wilfred had made him. It was a nice thing for him to do, and keeping cards that meant something close by seemed like a human thing to do, so it helped him with his cover.

While he had been unpacking, he managed to find his favorite pair of glasses- oh, he had been looking for those for a while. Good thing he managed to toss them in to his suitcase in his packing frenzy. Rather pleased at the surprise, he put them on.

He had just been hanging up the last of his jackets in the closet when he heard Turtle step in and the Doctor could easily sense that this guy wasnâ??t entirely human. He spun around, cautious at first but by the looks of it, the other didnâ??t look too keen on attacking just yet. In fact, he was even kind enough to start a conversation. For now, he had to act as human as possible. â??Oh, hello there!â?

Without sparing a second, he approached the other and then took one of Turtle's hands into his own and shook it enthusiastically. â??Iâ??m Johnâ?¦ and you are?â?
 
John? How boring. The shorter male pouted just a bit at his name. He did not seem like a 'John' to him. Maybe a Paul or a David ... but John? It was just so ordinary and boring. The name definitely did not fit the other. He truly was tempted to give him a new name, but figured that it was a little too soon in their friendship to do such a thing. Oh yes. He was going to make him his friend. Why? because friends spent time together. Spending time together meant getting closer and getting closer potentially meant sex! Oh how sex with him would be just lovely. Toned body. Tall, lean... Lovely hair.

His mossy-green eyes traveled along the other's spiky hair for a few moments before realizing his hand was being shaken and a question asked. "Ah. Name. Turtle." He stated, giving him a shining little smile. His five foot four form barely stood up to the other, not that it mattered. His height never mattered. Only made things better. "Sorry for the zoning out. I haven't really made any acquaintances yet." He admitted and shrugged his shoulders a little bit more.

"You are new to town, right?" he asked, perking up even more and his eyes sparkled with his utter enjoyment. "How about I treat you to dinner, hm? Show you some sights. The ocean is beautiful!" He would love an excuse to go near the water again, and going there with this cutie? That would make his life so much better.
 
Okay, so John was a bit of a boring name, but it helped out the Doctor in situation like these. If someone ever wanted to do a background check on him, well... good luck trying to figure out which 'John Smith' in the database he was. Besides, with a name like 'Turtle', most other names were painfully bland. He probably wouldn't care if Turtle ended up giving him a nickname. It wouldn't be the first time someone did that to him and besides, it's not like he was incredibly attached to a name that wasn't his, anyway. Hell, even 'Doctor' wasn't his real name but at least liked it a lot.

"Turtle, huh? Well, it's a pleasure to meet you," he responded. So far, the guy didn't really look like a threat. Maybe he was one of the rare few (okay, not so rare since there would be millions of aliens that would come here that meant no harm, but that was further in the future) that came to Earth or was stuck here and meant to live a normal life on this planet.

The welcoming attitude and kindness was a bit surprising, since a lot of the aliens he had come across lately were more than willing to lop his head off. However, he wasn't going to complain. Right now, it seemed that Turtle was being genuine with his help and the guy seemed pretty eager to go out and about, too. "That actually sounds like a good idea. Thank you," he responded. He finally released the other hand so he could slip both of his into his pockets. "You've been living here a while, I assume?"
 
Turtle smiled. Lovely. He agreed. That made everything so much better. He perked up a little bit more, his body straightening as he looked over the man in front of him once more. Oh yes. He wondered if the newcomer would be offended or put off if he clung to him and hung all over the other like no tomorrow. It would be far too easy to do. He wanted to play with him! In more than one way. Patience was definitely not a virtue, but he would try to contain himself from pouncing the gorgeous being in front of him.

"Great! Do you not like to eat anything?" he asked, not sure about the other's preference. He wanted to know before he decided where to drag him off to. He twirled the keys in his hand for a few moments. He turned on his heel and skipped over to the door. Closing his, he locked it and then jogged back over to the man. His arm wrapped around the other's elbow and he tugged him against his side lightly. He straightened his form and just beamed all the more excitedly as he looked up at him. He really was going to have fun with his new neighbor.

As for the question of time, he gave a nonchalant little shrug of his shoulders while walking. "A few months. Three I think?" he turned to look at him, making his way down the hall and through the house to head on out into the crisp, clean, open air. So much fun! He smiled a little bit more, really happy right now.
 
"Pears. I can't stand pears," the Doctor answered immediately. Oh, it was such a foul fruit. He remembered how Martha hadn't been able to stop him from eating one back when he was configured into a human and he couldn't get the taste out of his mouth for weeks, no matter how hard he brushed and gargled. It stuck with him and just rubbed him the wrong way. Kind of like trying to get a dog to eat a pickle. One whiff and they turned tail.

He was a bit confused by the other's touchyness, though he just attributed it to a species-sort of thing. He couldn't tell what planet Turtle was from just yet, so all the possibilities were still there. At least it was a friendly culture trait. He hated it when he had to go against traditions because he wanted to keep all his organs. Besides, the guy looked thrilled to be hanging out, and the Doctor loved it when people were happy, human or not.

Three. Okay, so that was enough time to either become accustomed to human life or find a way to destroy it. Either way, the Doctor would have to stick around for a while to find out. He was going to grab his keys and make sure he had everything in order, but Turtle was already heading out and the Doctor wasn't going to cause a fuss. "That's cool. Where'd you live beforehand? I travel a lot, myself."
 
He did not like pears? Well then, that was interesting, wasn't it? Personally, Turtle did not mind them. Maybe not his most favorite fruit, but he still liked it if he had nothing else to eat. He would not mind them. BUT! He kept that in mind. And considering there was nowhere that would force him to eat a pear, he would just take him to a simple little cafe with good sandwiches and some nice drinks. He was sure he could make the other love the little cafe he had grown to enjoy. Besides, lovely views there. And not just of the water.

Turtle turned his attention once more to the man while he made his way through the streets. Where? "Um... Pretty far away. I doubt you've heard of it. Just one of those strange little places no one ever thinks about." He batted off the question with a little bat of his hand in the air. Now! To change the topic.

"So, why aren't you married?" he asked, holding up the man's hand that his arm was latch on to and showing the lack of ring on his finger. And yes, deep down he was praying for the answer to be 'because i like men'. If not, then he was fair game. Even if he had a girlfriend, that was so very not important to him. If he could persuade him, he would not stop himself from having his way with him. Dating someone was so boring and he did not care if the other was taken. That would not make a difference at all. Hell, it would make things more challenging! If he was free, oooh, then that would make the rest of this man's stay here just so much more interesting.
 
Over the years, he had come across many planets and many foods and he had learned how to cope with eating food he didn't like- food that probably would turn most people's stomachs. However, for some reason, pears just stuck with him. All the other foods he could wash away with a drink that he liked and the taste would be gone within a few minutes. Pears, on the other hand, were persistent little bastards. And if any of his companions needed their pear fix, he'd ask them to eat them in one of the rooms he usually never went in because the smell of pear lingered, too.

The Doctor tried not to chuckle at the response- of course, if he was human, he wouldn't know where Turtle came from, but that was far from the case. Instead, he gave a small grin and answered, "you'd be surprised. I've traveled a lot. But that's nice- growing up away from a big city. Keeps you humble."

The bluntness of the next question caught him off guard and he stuttered for a few moments before finally being able to form complete sentences like a big boy. "I come and go a lot, Turtle, it wouldn't be fair to my spouse to drag 'em along so I can do as I please," he answered. Of course, the TARDIS was rather roomy and could support twenty families and more if he so wished it, but he didn't want to settle down again. As much as he would have loved to have a family, he knew it couldn't happen when he was the last of his kind.
 
Goodie! No one then. That made everything better. His eyes kept to the other, eyes staying with his features while he debated. He seemed like he needed something. When was the last time that the other had any action whatsoever? By the way he seemed to be acting, it had to have been years. Probably quite a bit, huh? He just wanted to attack him right here and now. Sure, he could not do that, but he wanted to. Okay, no. He would. He did not care who saw, but was pretty sure that the other may not want to play again if he just took what he wanted, made sure he was pleased, and then just refused to let him go. That seemed a tad stalkerish.

"Whoever said I didn't live in a city?" He did. It was just under water. And not on this planet. Not that the cutie needed to know that. At all. Not now.

Smiling warmly as he made his way to the little cafe, he let his hand slide to the other's hand. Oh yea. his own little version of claiming the man. Like Hell he would let some trampish waitress try and get with HIS man. Well, not his yet, but definitely was going to get there. He would woo him some how or another. He refused to let him go. Leading the way to the table, he sat down and straightened up just a bit more, smiling cheerfully as he looked up at the other man, just so very happy at the moment. "It's really delicious here! Simple, but still yummy."
 
Oh, now Turtle was practically screaming that he was from an alien city. Of course, had the Doctor been human, he wouldn't have thought twice about it at all. Okay, so Turtle was from a city from another planet. Gee, that narrowed it down. He couldn't even tell for sure if this was Turtle's real form until he sonicked him, but he wasn't going to whip out his screwdriver and scan the guy. Now, that was stalkerish.

The Doctor opened his mouth and closed it a few times when Turtle held his hand, not quite sure how to respond to this. He hadn't had any human or alien break his personal bubble like that so quickly- okay, it definitely had to be a cultural thing for Turtle and because he didn't want to offend the guy, he said nothing. Besides, certain cultures in Earth had people hold hands as a sign of friendship.

And the guy looked so happy, how could he ruin that? The Doctor managed a smile. "I'm sure it is- and I'm starving." And that was the truth. It had been a bit since he last ate. "What was your home city called?"
 
Turtle happily sat down, turning to the waiter and ordering his food happily. He then turned to look at the man in front of him. He was not letting that go, huh? Sure, he was so, so very interesting. He knew he was, but that did not mean he wanted to play twenty questions. He did with some girl one time a few weeks ago and wound up screaming at the end and leaving. The woman was nuts. They were not things that he ever wanted to guess just what they were. Creepy. And for him to say that, that meant that it was definitely bad.

Looking up at the man, he grinned a little bit more. "If I tell you, will you stop playing with me ... Doctor?" he asked, smirking as he soon held up the lovely little sonic screwdriver this man was known for. He looked over the thing in his hand and pouted a little bit more. "You know. I knew there was something different about you, John, but I had no idea it was to this extent." He smiled a little more, twirling the screwdriver a bit more before he clenched it into his palm. Okay. So he had a horrible habit of taking things. When he was clinging to him, he felt it in his pocket, and wanted to see what was poking him. It did not feel like a pen, and it wasn't! It took all of ten seconds to put the pieces together. This was definitely a lovely surprise.

Keeping the object close to his form so that the other could not get it back all that easily. his eyes went back to the man. "I'm from Undate. Ever been there? Well, I doubt under water.. unless you've been there recently. We've actually invented things for humans and the like to breathe under there for a while. I think th most was a day." He shrugged a bit more and then lifted his eyes to the gorgeous being in front of him, smirking more. "Last I knew, you seemed to look more like Dracula. Definitely not ... like this." Ah. He was so, so, SO very pleasantly surprised. honestly, he was trying to not just pounce the man across from him.
 
If the Doctor had been being too persistent, he didn't notice. After all, once he was set on trying to figure something out, he found it a bit difficult to let go. When the waitress came over, he ordered himself a grilled cheese sandwich and a soda. He loved sandwiches. He crossed one leg over another and twiddled his thumbs together idly, just for the sake of having something to do with his hands. He was actually enjoying himself more than he thought he would- after all, he was pretty bad with the whole 'sit down and take things at a human pace' sort of deal.

And then things took a turn to the unexpected. Up until now, the Doctor had a blissfully peaceful expression on his face, but it instantly hardened into a wary look when Turtle addressed him as 'Doctor', and when he saw his beloved screwdriver in the other's hands, he quickly patted himself down to make sure that- yes, he really had been pickpocketed. Dammit. His eyes followed his screwdriver like a puppy awaiting its treat, but he knew better than to reach out over the table and cause a scene. He was sure he was able to get his tool back peacefully. Besides, the Undate weren't particularly famous for causing havoc on the Earth- there was no point when they could inhabit the oceans with little disturbance.

"I've heard of it- might have passed by it a time or two but never actually stepped foot," he answered, shifting a little in his seat now that he was down one screwdriver. "Which regeneration was that? First? No, that was too long ago. fifth, maybe? I quite like my current one," he rambled, but finally got down to the point. "Can I just have my screwdriver back, please? I'd appreciate it a lot."
 
Awe. The cute little doctor was all fidgetty! Turtle was not mean. He had no plans on keeping it for more than a few more minutes. He jsut wanted to play with it a little. Yes, he wanted to set it on one of the numbers and just send it flying to see what it would do, but he did not really want to get hurt or make a ruckus. he wanted to be incognito. No attention drawn to them. Doctor was cute. he was not going to let him get away with being seen by others. Bad enough the waitress was checking him out. Honestly, that woman was lucky Turtle did not piss on him to claim him as his own. that would just be so wrong.

Looking over at him once more, he smiled. He was too cute! Far too cute. "Really? You definitely should. It's a lot of fun." He shrugged his shoulders a little bit. Sure, he did not really want to go back there any time soon. There were numerous reasons he was out on his own and traveling the stars, but the doctor did not need to know that. That would just spoil the whole fun of getting to know him! He wanted to truly know him a little bit more. On quite a more personal level.

Pushing those thoughts aside, the younger, shorter male, lifted his mossy-green eyes to the man's. He then looked at the screwdriver then once more to the other. He grinned with a devious glint in his eyes. "You may." he began, almost handing him the object, but quickly pulled it back and to his chest. "For a price." he smirked and leaned toward the other, gripping the sonic against his abdomen now. "I want a kiss in exchange. Not a pansy little peck, either. Not quite make-out, I don't need tongue ... And if it's good enough, I'll return your toy." Oh yes. He was evil in his own little way.
 
At first, the Doctor had been worried that Turtle was going to use the screwdriver to pull nasty pranks on humans and cause a fuss, but now he was slowly starting to realize that the guy was just doing it to fool around- just a bit of harmless fun. And the Doctor really wouldn't have minded harmless fun had it not been one of the most important things to him that was taken. The only thing worse he could have done was taken the TARDIS. He drummed the tabletop with his fingers and held his chin in the palm of his other hand, obviously a bit distressed by this.

"I'll consider it, next time I want to go deep sea diving. Have to reprogram my ship to make sure she's able to go down that deep," he responded. Now that he thought about it, he wasn't sure if he ever took the TARDIS underwater. However, she had braved black holes and suns, so going underwater couldn't be too bad of a jump.

He extended his hand when Turtle began to hand the screwdriver over, but frowned when it was pulled back again. He shifted a little bit and a bit of color rose to his cheeks. Boy, this guy was pushing his luck. But a kiss wasn't too bad- it wasn't like this would be the first time he kissed a stranger. Besides, it was better than waiting around for him to get bored and hand it back. He huffed and pointed a finger at Turtle. "This means nothing," he warned, then carefully reached his hand to cup Turtle's chin and tilt his face up a bit so he could press their lips together. He kissed him gently- sort of like a good-night kiss after a first date- and then pulled back after a few moments. "Screwdriver."
 
Turtle was enjoying this far too much. He honestly was. He would probably have some higher being punish him for it, but that could be thought about at a later date. Right now, the utter enjoyment he was having by playing with the Doctor just made him giddy. Yes. Stopping at earth was so very much the best thing he could have done. Okay, the best thing that could have happened to him. Not only did he get to meet the doctor, but he got to get a kiss from him too! That just made everything so very right in his world. For now. He would accept a mere kiss for now. Though, slightly wondered if he could have managed something more than just a kiss for the man's screwdriver back. Probably.

Looking at the pointed finger, a raven brow lifted in question. "Aww." he pouted, but easily leaned up and into the other's lips. Nice, soft lips. One point for him! Sadly, the other points came rapidly. The kiss was nice. He would not have stopped traffic for it, but it was still very nice. He did not want it to end. It had to. he knew it did. That still did not mean that he wanted it to. Hell, he could have kept going for quite a while more. To the younger one's perks, he had actually kissed very well. Okay, better than that. He was phenomenal at kissing. He knew he was too, and that only made him want to kiss more. He had skills, and while most of them were not used, he did make sure that the man could potentially be itching for more.

Grinning as he pulled back, he giggled while placing the thing into the other's hand. He did not mind giving him the other's prize. "It may not mean anything between us ... But the others around us probably think differently." he glanced to an old couple that was currently staring at them, but just shrugged it off. He had better things to do: Like play with his doctor! Yes. His. HIS! Pushing that aside for now, his eyes turned back to him and he beamed while leaning toward him once more. "It makes me wonder what else I can get you to do, though." he admitted, eyes traveling along the other's form. "I'm pretty positive you can kiss better than that. You're no fun when stressing over tools." He stuck his tongue out before shrugging. "Still good considering."
 
Now, Turtle seemed like a nice, entertaining fellow but the Doctor could already tell that the guy was going to be a bit of a handful. Not like it was necessarily a bad thing, but he just knew he'd have to keep a closer eye on some things. Namely, his screwdriver. At least now it was back with its proper owner. The Doctor put it back in his coat pocket, except rather than having it at the top like usual, he shoveled it deep down, somewhere between the fold-up tent and the flashlight. Turtle may have been pleased that he kissed the Doctor, but he was far from the first and far from the last. The Doctor had a bit of a habit of kissing people- mostly his companions but every now and again, he'd meet a nice girl or bloke that were looking for a kiss and got one.

The Doctor frowned a bit when he glanced over at the couple that was now staring at them. Great. Well, not like it mattered too much. It wasn't like he was planning on having a life here or continuing to pose as Turtle's boyfriend. Hell, once they left this cafe, he'd probably never see the two again anyway, so what did it matter?

"You're not getting any more out of me," he said stubbornly, pointing a finger at Turtle. "It's just that one kiss and that's it. I'm too old for you, anyway- and I don't age." He continued to go through his usual laundry list of why any sort of relationship wouldn't work out until their food arrived not much longer after.
 
Turtle arched a brow at the man's babbling. Why was he starting to tell him about the reasons there could be no relationship between them? Age? honestly, that was part of his problem? Sigh. The man did not know Undatians very well, now did he? While they were not as special as the Time Lords with their whole changing faces and the complete and utter never changing, they were not humans. They did not grow old. They tended to stay the same for hundreds of years, then when their time on this universe was over, they would just slowly float away into the water.

"You know, Doctor, your age is not an issue. Sure, I'm a lot younger than you. I realize this. But! In retrospect of how old an average Undate lives ... Well, I think it would not be an issue in the long run of things. It's just be like an Earth person being with someone ten years older." he shrugged and then took up his chicken, pesto, peppers, and cheese grilled sandwich. Ah. It's delicious stuff! He took a bite of it and then looked back to the man in front of him. "And what's to say it'll last? You don't know until you try. You could manage to loooooove me." Yep, it amused him so very much at the thought of being with the man. How could it not? It would just be so very lovely. Definitely something interesting.

With a shrug of his shoulders, and after eating a bit more of his sandwich, he turned his attention to the male once more. "AND! Who says I would want a relationship? Friends, sure. But friends can have benefits." He smirked at the last bit, taking a bite of some more of the food. He was now just testing the other. He doubted the man had a friends with benefit with anyone before, so it would be interesting to know how he felt about it. Of course, if he did not like the idea, then he would just have to woo him into wanting a relationship. That was that.
 
Okay, so he did know that Turtle wasn't a human and his usual 'this won't work out' speech wouldn't have the same effect, but he had been hoping it was enough to deter him from pursuing him any further. He was sure that Turtle was a nice guy and would make someone happy, but as much as the Doctor was a romantic at heart, he knew he couldn't have any sort of relationship. Even being friends with someone endangered them, as he found out time and time again.

"It's not just age," he responded. He took a moment to have a bite of his sandwich and calm his nerves a bit. Usually any advances made on him were subtle- maybe a sudden kiss, but no more and they would learn to move on rather quickly. Turtle was persistent. "I'm dangerous. Every day I risk my life and death isn't the worst thing that happened to my friends." He usually was a bit stubborn to letting people back in to his life after losing a companion.

He washed down his bite with a sip of soda and shook his head at the other. "I don't think any less of people who have friends 'with benefits', but it's not my style." Call him old-fashioned, but he believed most levels of intimacy should be shared with only one person, and only if he intended to be with that one person for a very, very long time.
 
Did the Doctor honestly think that would deter him? He got into enough trouble on his own. Having to get into trouble with someone he could potentially fall for was definitely something he would not mind. Adventure was fun! He was not as fragile as a normal human was. This man only really ever had humans as his companions. Undatians were strong. Sure, their weak point was the gills. They were sensitive to the touch - and hurt like no tomorrow if injured at just the right angle - and he would need to have water and swim every so often, but any danger that could happen would not be as easy to harm as it would him.

He sighed softly and shook his head a little bit. "Glad that it's not your style." Since, admittedly, it was not his. Yes. He had a fling here and there, but that did not mean he did not care for the other person. There were circumstances that surrounded those sort of occasions. Typically, the little alien at least tried to make anything more than just friendly benefits. He loved to have sex, but he tried to not just do it with a pretty face. He tried to have morals. Thing being, it just did not work out all the time. If he had enough attraction to someone for him to want to sleep with them, then there was something about that person that got him intrigued enough to do that. Whether a connection with the other, or wanting to have a relationship. Whatever it was, there was always something.

Looking up at the other, he leaned toward the other and smiled just a little bit more. "Doctor, you will not get rid of me that easily." He stated, a pleasant smile tracing along his soft pink lips. "Danger? That's the best you have to scare me off with? I have no family or friends for them to be endangered. So, it would just be me, and I do a well enough job on my own of getting into trouble. It's just so much more fun with a friend. Don't you agree? You cannot tell me that you are not lonely right now. Without your little companions to stick with you. Without them to help you problem solve and get out of trouble. Yes, yes, they have gotten into trouble because of you, but that was their choice, and I am positive you can ask every single person you have ever had, and they would not regret it." he stuck his tongue out at him before going back to his sandwich with a shrug. "I'm staying by your side."
 
The Doctor was pretty good at hiding his emotions when he wanted to. Sure, he'd let out his fits of anger when an offender crossed the line or let a tear shed when no one was looking, but Turtle was pouring salt into an open wound with the 'lonely' comment. After all, it had been less than a day since he had parted ways with Donna. What a wonderful, wonderful woman she was and even though there was nothing romantic between them, it tore him to pieces knowing all the great, courageous, and spectacular things she did.... and she wasn't allowed to remember, or else it'd kill her. And she did it all to save him.

At least Martha had been allowed to live safe and sound- a normal life without any sort of disturbance. However, he had endangered her entire family when he picked her up and the suffering they endured during the year that never was... well, it was unspeakable. And the worst part was, they were one of the few who remembered it, so they couldn't even share their pain with their friends and neighbors. All they had were the memories and their small family to speak of it with.
Rose had it the worst, though. Left alone in an alternate universe. Sure, she had her mom, dad, ex, and baby brother... but it still wasn't her home. Oh, how he cried whenever he was alone. He managed to rectify it- at least she had him... his other 'him', but the Doctor missed her dearly.

"Lonely or not, I'm not willing to put another person at risk because of me," he said. "At most, I'll take you back to your home planet if you'd like- any time you want, I'll take you there. But I can't keep you with me, whether you have family or not." It killed him to say this because he really did want someone at his side, but- he couldn't stand watching more of his friends come and go by his hand. "Because in the end, I break all my friends' hearts. And they break mine."
 
Turtle listened to the man, arching a brow in question of what he was babbling about. He got it. The man did not want a broken heart. To endanger people. blahdy blah blah blaaah. He did not care. What this man did not realize was that Turtle was stubborn. He was not going to just say 'oh okay. you're right' and let himself be dropped off at his planet. To be honest, he was lonely. He was very, very lonely. The one friend he had left abandoned him. Left him. Told him to never contact him ever again. And then what happens? he dies. That stupid man had to go off and die. The one and only friend he honestly truly ever had ... just dies. He could not stand it. That was what started his whole trip, and he was not going to go back.

"I'm--" The boy suddenly stopped, eyes going wide as he spotted quite the muscle-man coming around the corner. His breath caught in his throat and he remained frozen for a few moments. "oh look! Lunch is over!" He hopped up from the table, shoving a few bills under his plate before he took a hold of the Doctor's hand once more. "I know you don't want to be stuck with me, but ... you're going to since Kujo over there saw you" he gave a little wave of his fingers to the angry man that was soon stomping to them. "Yea. We're leaving now." With that, he yanked the doctor to his feet and was soon leaping over the fence the separated the little tables from the street. He made sure he had a strong grip on the other, not really wanting to let the other alien get a hold of him.
 
Once Turtle opened his mouth again, the Doctor was prepared to go to the next step and use his angry voice. He didn't like using his angry voice, but he needed time alone to think things over if Turtle was really set on coming. The Doctor didn't want to make a rash decision and end up regretting it later. He didn't want to hurt Turtle's feelings by making him stay here or at his home planet, but what if the guy really didn't understand just exactly what he was getting himself in to. However, they didn't exactly have much time on their hands now that big bad was coming after them. At first, he was a bit confused when Turtle quickly stood up and tugged at him to go, but then he saw the oncoming danger and, to be honest, was damn glad that there was something to do now.

Without needing to be told twice, he quickly caught up with the other. Okay, so he didn't know the area too well, but he knew where the TARDIS was and that was more or less a safe house. The other alien could knock and attack it all he wanted, but it was an impenetrable fortress and would buy them enough time to come up with a way to get rid of it. Abruptly, he tugged Turtle and began to run off in the direction that the TARDIS was parked. "What'd you do to piss it off?"
 
Turtle was quickly running beside the other. His shorter legs doing a pretty good job of keeping up with the man. He followed him through every side street and made sure to not lose him. Hey! At least there was something to do now, right? He knew that this could end horribly, but it got them off the topic from before. That was always fun! He was going to stop the argument, just not give up though. He could not do that. He would just stop talking about it. Let the other sizzle a bit about all the things that went on beforehand. Turtle was different, though. Obviously.

Turning to the man at the question, he shrugged his shoulders a bit. "Nothing. Just witnessed him murdering my best friend, why?" He looked up at the taller man while rushing down the other street once more. "He's the reason I'm here."
 
For once, an alien wasn't chasing him down... only chasing the guy next to him. Well, granted, he'd be guilty by association and get attacked anyway but at least it wasn't his fault this time. That was a plus. As he ran, he fumbled in his pocket to find the key to the TARDIS and, once he fished it out, held it tightly in his hand until they came to the familiar, blue box. Oh, how he loved that ship. He unlocked the doors, opened them, and then tugged Turtle inside with him before shutting and bolting the doors. For a few moments, the Doctor put his hands on his head and breathed deeply to make his hearts return to their normal pace, and then he looked back at the other alien.

He put his hands on Turtle's shoulders and looked him in the eye. "Why did he kill your best friend?" There were more questions to come- he'd by sympathetic for the kid later. "What did you do to him to retaliate, how did you end up landing here, and has he found you between that day and today?"
 
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