Disclaimer: I own nothing... trust me, you'd know if I did... Ianto, Tosh and Owen would NEVER have died!
A/N:: I know I've got some stories on the go but I can't seem to get into them so hopefully I should be okay with this one. Just a short, introductory paragraph. :/ hope you like :)
Chapter 1::
Jack Harkness pulled up to the school building and made his way to the reception, smiling to the students on the way. He had a new student that morning and had to get their supplies before they arrived. After grabbing his students supplies from Rose, and shouting a quick 'hi' to the headmaster, he walked to his classroom. As he began sorting the student's stuff from his own, his form class began filing in. He grinned as Owen Harper, one of the loudest students but no doubt one of Jack's favourites, crashed into the room last, a giggling Toshiko Sato close behind him. She yanked him up off of the floor and turned to the older man.
"Good morning Captain Harkness." Jack chuckled, she had called him that since she learnt he had been a pilot in the Army for near 8 years.
"Morning Toshiko." She smiled and moved to her desk, pulling Owen down beside her. Jack shook his head lightly and moved to close the door Tosh had accidently left open. Just as he was about to shut it, a boy pushed against it, obviously hoping to keep it from shutting.
"Sorry sir, I got... lost..." The student trailed off as he looked up at Jack, into his eyes. He shook his head and smiled shyly. Jack blinked and was about reply, a cry came from the back of the room.
"Ianto!" The boy shot a dazzling smile as Owen pulled him into a hug. The londoner then turned to Jack.
"Mr Harkness, this is my little brother, Ianto Jones." Ianto smiled gently and looked back at Jack, who was blinking again, mouth parted slightly. He cleared his throat.
"Well Mr Jones, take a seat, and we'll get you all set up with your supplies." Ianto nodded and moved to the spare desk beside Tosh and Owen. Ianto sat down and looked down at his desk.
"So, seeing as we have a new student, we should probably go over some stuff, for the first day back. We have more than one new face that you will recognise but may not know. Mr Jones?" Ianto's head shot up.
"Yes sir?"
"You're Owen's twin brother correct?" Ianto nodded, not really sure where this was going. "So why do you sound Welsh when Owen sounds like a born and bred Londoner." Owen chuckled beside his brother who shot him a glare. Owen nodded slightly, he knew Ianto hated talking about this, the reason why he moved back to London.
"Our parents divorced when we were 5, I moved to Cardiff with our mother and Owen stayed with our father here in London. It was only when she died that I moved back here to London. I wanted to be closer to Owen" Owen placed a hand on his arm. Jack nodded and smiled at him, which Ianto couldn't not return. It was like it was infectious.
"Right, I want everyone to write down the date of this year's events in your planners." Jack turned to the board and began writing multiple dates on it. Ianto grinned and began writing in his planner. Once form was over Jack slumped into his seat. No matter what he did he couldn't get Ianto's piercing blue eyes out of his head, of how cute he looked when he smiled and the way he was openly affectionate to his brother. It wasn't until he realised how old Ianto was that he accepted that he was royally screwed. He was attracted to a 17 year old.