Title: Torchwood High

Pairings: Features Ianto/Jack , with some various other couples mentioned/referenced.

Rating: Teen

Description: High school AU of Torchwood.

There will be Gwen-bashing;;

A/N: I've always had such a soft-spot for kid/teen!fics, that I had to write my own. I know a lot of people dislike them, so I haven't found very many, and the few I have are generally poorly written. I don't actually have a beta as of right now, but I hope it will be bearable for now. It's a bit OOC, seeing as they're all teenagers, and it's my perception of how they'd act if they were actually that age.

Re-reading this, it's got some very mary-sue issues going on and I honestly don't think this is my best work at all; but my friend pressured me into posting it. I hope you enjoy none-the-less.

"Tosh," He hesitated for about the fortieth time. She looked up at him expectantly, a slightly amused expression passing her face. "I think I love him," he choked slightly, and nervously fiddled with the hem of his shirt.

"Oh yeah?" She grinned, and nudged him with her elbow. "Which 'him'?"

Ianto abruptly sat up straight, a panicked look crossing his face. He shushed her, "Your mom might hear!"

Toshiko puffed out her cheeks and raised an eyebrow, "Ianto," she laughed, "She knows, silly. She probably wouldn't let you sleepover if she didn't." Ianto mulled this over for a second, before quietly adding, "Your sister might hear," as he pulled his knees to his chest and glared at her. She smiled apologetically and curled up next to him, poking his arm. "Who is he?"

Ianto closed his eyes and sighed. Toshiko pursed her lips, then whispered "Is it Owen?" His eyes snapped open and he pulled away from her. "Excuse me?" She started laughing, and he smacked her lightly on the arm. "I'm just making sure," she said innocently, smiling up at him as she rubbed her arm.

"Yeah, screw you too, Tosh."

She giggled quietly, wrapping his hands around the arm closest to her. "Come on silly, you can tell me anything!" He watched her silently for a few minutes, considering his options. Finally, a small smile settled on his lips and he let his head fall back and hit the wall behind him, closing his eyes. "It's Jack,"

Toshiko grinned toothily at this response. "I knew it!" She snuggled closer to him and kissed his cheek. He pushed her away softly, though a smile twitched at his lips. A knock at the door startled the two of them, and Toshiko's mom appeared in the doorway. "I know it's the weekend, but can you two at least try to keep it down? Some of us are trying to sleep," She had a small smile across her face, but she sounded tired and the two apologized quickly. As soon as the door clicked shut, Ianto prompted to attack her with a pillow, and then flopped over, smiling into the blanket. He closed his eyes and was attempting to drift off to sleep, and Toshiko pouted. "You're no fun!", she crossed her arms over her chest with a huff. Ianto snorted, and said something indistinguishable that Toshiko safely assumed was rude.

It was a Saturday morning that Ianto woke up to bright lights shining into the small room, and he inhaled the scent of Toshiko's laundry detergent. He smiled tiredly at the familiar scent, as he quietly got up, careful not to wake Toshiko. She stirred slightly, but her steady heavy breathing let him know she was still very much asleep. He shut the door behind him as he stepped out of the bedroom and made his way down the hall and into the kitchen.

"Good morning Ianto, up as early as ever, I see?" Toshiko's mother smiled warmly at him from the dinning room table.

"Good morning ," He smiled, sitting down across from her, "I've always been more of a morning person." There was a short silence; though it was a comfortable one. Ianto had always felt like Toshiko's mom was like his own motherly figure, seeing as he didn't really grow up with one of his own. "Would you like a cup of coffee?" She finally asked, setting down a now-complete crossword puzzle. "You know I could never refuse an offer like that,"

She stood up and walked over to the coffee maker, pouring him a cup and laughing heartily. "I suppose you're quite right, I should know not to even ask you by now!" She handed him the hot beverage, and he sipped at it cautiously to avoid burning his mouth.

A light tapping on the floor informed him that Minako had woken up. Sure enough, a few second later she turned around the corner leading to the kitchen. She rubbed at her eyes as she yawned and Ianto nodded aimlessly, "Good morning, Minako". She smiled and a light tint of pink crossed her cheeks.

"'Morning," she ducked behind a counter, scanning over the cereal boxes, whilst running her fingers through her thick brown hair in an effort to flatten it down some and rid it of the tangles.

"I'm making waffles, sweetheart. No need for cereal," Minako looked up quickly, blushing and then shuffling away and moving to sit in a chair diagonal from Ianto's. She smiled at him, and he forced a small one back.

"I should go wake up Toshiko," he said quickly, pushing his chair back and already striding across the kitchen. He knocked lightly at her door, but all he got was a grumble in response. He pushed it open and stepped inside, then proceeded to collapse dramatically on the bed.

"Tosh, your sister's making googly eyes at me again," She laughed, and propped herself up with one hand. "Well unfortunately for her, you've already got your eyes set on a pretty boy." Ianto glared at her and sat up straight, "Shut up." He stood up and started walking toward the door, but she grabbed his leg before he could get far. "Aw, come on, Ianto! Don't be so sore," "Breakfast will be ready soon," She loosened her grip with a sigh, and he left the room, shutting the door quietly behind him. He wasn't exactly ready to face Toshiko's little sister so soon, so he made way for the bathroom.

"On your own, you two are as quiet as a mouse! Together..." Mrs. Soto trailed off and raised an eyebrow. Ianto was concentrating on cutting up his waffle, and Toshiko grinned. "I'm sorry, mom, but I've been trying to convince him to ask out this one guy." Ianto dropped his fork and choked a little bit. He stared at her for a few seconds, then shook his head and stuffed a piece of waffle in his mouth. Minako visibly shifted uncomfortably in her chair.

"Yeah, well, Toshiko," he swallowed. "If you recall, he's got a girlfriend." His voice was unsteady, and he stared at his plate as he stuck his fork in another piece of waffle.

"Gwen?" she stated, looking at him as if he was mad. "Yes," he hissed quietly, jamming the fork into his mouth. She burst into laughter. "Yan, it's pretty obvious he likes you, no matter he's dating her." "Right," he shot her a disapproving look. "Yes, right!" she was grinning, and she ran out of the room. "Mom, I'm inviting the rest of the group over today, is that alright?" Her voice came from the other room, and Ianto could already hear the phone's buttons being mashed. He inwardly groaned, not even wanting to consider what she was probably plotting.

"Yes, of course, but you guys have to keep it down or get out of the house, I'll be working-no distractions."

Ianto tried to ignore the constant glances being thrown at him from across the table as he ate. He heard the muffled talking of Toshiko, probably talking to Gwen;she let out a giggle, and he could easily picture her twirling her hair-no, it must have been Owen.

"Have a nice chat with Owen?" He questioned snidely, as she made her way back into her seat. She smiled sweetly and sat down, finishing up her breakfast as she kicked his leg. He grumbled, and sipped at his now lukewarm coffee.