hello me and my friend wrote this. it is our first fic so review, and be nice.

diclaimer. the chracters do not belong to us, they belong to russle t davies

WARNING. M rated slash for later (chapter 5 methinks) so if you dont like it dont read. however, if you do (yummy) then read on. aslo this story switches between jack and inanto.

um.. yh sorry if there are any random mistakes in there neither of us can spell so we relyed on spell check (not a good thing). tell us if we make spelling mistakes and we'll change them.

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A Bad Day

Ianto sighed as he finished up writing his report on the day's events, and what a day it had been two weevil attacks and jack had gotten hurt. he looked up to see that only jack and himself were left in the hub .they had been going out for months, almost since Ianto had joined and although he loved every second of it Ianto still wasn't happy.

Jack just treated him as little more than a sex toy and avoided him during work hours. Ianto accepted this and took everything jack gave him and ignored his faults. Because even the most amazing guy in the universe has faults right? While they were together Ianto treated jack as a fuck buddy with and outwardly didn't care that Jack wanted his body more than Ianto himself. But inside it hurt well it more than hurt. It was this insidious creeping pain that he was terrified was going to break out. He loved Jack a so much and would do anything for him. The fear of rejection, that Jack would never deepen their relationship, burned him up inside but he always kept up the same calm, nonchalant mask for his captain. Because even this was much much better than nothing.

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It had been a bad day, two weevil out-brakes, he had had to run all over Cardiff mopping up the remains and ret-coning witnesses, Jack had died (again) which although it was not permanent still broke Iantos heart and he made himself clumsily stuck it back together when Jack awoke. And to top it all off, following jacks return to the living he had hugged Gwen but not Ianto, which although petty and childish Ianto still found he jealous of it, considering Ianto was supposed to be his lover. It was a small rejection, one of the many he had to deal with every day. So in hope of enjoying the remainder of his evening (and avoid jack) Ianto had done the unthinkable and gone for a drink (not in Starbucks, but in a bar).

The bar was nearly full and Ianto found himself ordering a double martini. In a mixture of the rejection, misery and jealousy that Ianto was feeling he found himself drinking a lot more than he had intended to. The world wrenched sideways as he staggered out of the pub, planning to get a taxi home. Whilst checking for his wallet, to his annoyance, he vaguely realized that he had left his keys at and hub and, unable to go home without them, he sighed to himself and stumbled back to the hub to get them. all in all not a good evening, contrary to his intention to relax and enjoy the evening the angst that had possessed his earlier was undimmed and added to that he felt sick, dizzy and wasn't looking forward to the promised hangover. It was all jacks fault, if he hadn't been so... jack-like then Ianto would never have been stupid enough to fall in love and would not feel the pain he did now. The most annoying part was that Ianto couldn't make himself regret falling for jack though. A black rage began to bubble up inside him threatening to take him over.

He continued to the hub with a new purpose.

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