In and Out Torchwood

by Awatere11

If you've not seen the Kevin Klein and Tom Selleck movie In & Out you will still like this but please watch the movie. It's soooo Ianto and Jack that it was begging for a rewrite. was originally Rated M because language is mine and I may slip I a bit but now I've re-read it I overreacted! ... oh sorry.

1. Chapter 1

In And Out Torchwood style

Chapter one

An introduction to Ianto Jones

"And sunlight clasped the earth...

and the moonbeams kissed the sea.

What are all these kissings worth...

if thou kiss not me?"

Ianto stood in front of his class caught in the words as he gestured toward the front row of his class.

"That's it." He shrugged with a whimsical smile.

The class erupts with laughter when they realised that they were all holding their breath as they watched their favourite teacher strut his stuff at the front of the class.

One of the teenagers raised his hand.

"Andy" Ianto smiled at one of his favourite, though not necessarily brightest students.

"Mr. Jones, that John Hart guy, did you really teach him?" Andy asked hopefully.

"Yes, I did." Ianto tried to keep the annoyance out of his voice, "Right here in this very room."

Several more hands were raised and Ianto sighed to himself, this was getting ridiculous. "Question about the poem?"

"Yes, Jenny." He smiled at what he hoped was the saner of the girls.

"Did John have a girlfriend here?" she asked with a tinge of guilt, seeing Ianto's shoulders sag as she spoke.

"Please." Ianto groaned as he face palmed.

"Mr. Jones." Another called out.

"Amy." Ianto turned his gaze to her with all hope starting to fade "Is this related to the poem?"

"Oh, yeah." She assured him with a smile.

"You have a comment about English literature or Romantic poetry?" Ianto asked with a spark of hope again.

"Absolutely." She smiled showing her braces.

"Let's hear it." Ianto threw his arms out ready to catch the question.

When John went here... and studied English literature and Romantic poetry... (the class erupted into laughter) was he really cute?"

"No. He's had massive surgery." Ianto deadpanned, "A complete overhaul."

Their looks of shock was worth it and he couldn't help but feel a thump of victory, no matter how silly. "He was a horse faced baboon!"

They all relaxed as they recognised the patented Jones snark and several sniggered behind their books.

"But, you know," Ianto tried once more, "he loved this poem."