A/N- hello! welcome to this fan fiction! Yes, this does have a bit of Jack/ Donna, but it leads up to Janto(Jack/ Ianto). i was going to have more at the end, but i decided it was better to stop it there. Yes, i know, i'm not good at writing these. Please review!
"Jack, I really had a nice time," Donna said as they walked towards the water tower in Roald Dal Plass.
"Me too," Jack said, still holding her hand.
"So do you wanna maybe…do this again sometime? You, me?"
"Sure! You're wonderful, Donna."
"Alright!" She said, unconditionally happy. "It's a date!"
"Whoa," Jack said, stopping. "Date?"
"Yeah, what did you think this was?"
"I thought it was just me and you going out!"
"Yes, it is," Donna said, starting to get irritated. "On a date! When I said 'Hey, Jack, wanna go out sometime?' what did you think I meant?"
"I thought you meant just two friends out and about," Jack said, feeling stupid. "I had no idea you thought this was a date date!"
"Well, it was!" She said, completely infuriated now. "What's wrong with it, anyway? Don't you like me?"
"Oh, yes, Donna, you're very lovely," He said hurriedly. "It's just…I'm seeing someone."
Donna crossed her arms and cocked her head to the side with a deadpan expression. "Amuse me."
"Well," he started nervously. "Remember when I showed you around Torchwood?"
"Yes," Donna said. "Wait a minute," she started getting angry again. "It's not that Welsh one, is it? The girl with the black hair?"
"Gwen?" Donna nodded. Jack shook his head vigorously. "Oh, God no. It's not that Welsh one, but it is a Welsh one…"
"The only other Welsh you told me about is…" Donna unfolded her arms and gaped at him with realization. "Ianto?!"
Jack nodded cautiously, hoping Donna wouldn't slap him across the face. Donna did almost the complete opposite; her face molded into a wide smile and she flung her arms around him "Oh, Jack, that's so sweet!"
"Is it?" Jack asked, entirely confused.
"Yes!" She pulled back and looked at his bewildered expression, and laughed. "Jack, I don't blame you for loving Ianto, not one bit. He's sweet, polite, and pretty fit, if you ask me." Jack let out a small laugh and smiled. "Yep, he is something. So, we're clear now?"
Donna nodded. "Completely. See you…next Saturday?"
Jack smiled. "Yeah. Saturday. It's a date."
He winked back at her then headed off towards the lift. Donna watched him disappear and smiled to herself. She kept that smile as she headed back to the TARDIS, shaking her head. Ianto, she thought to herself. Why does that not surprise me? At least it's not that Gwen girl-Jack seemed pretty glad about that, too. Just keep hoping, Donna, just keep hoping.
End~
