Title: Coffee Shop Chronicles

Pairings: Teenaged Jack/Ianto

Disclaimer: No officer I haven't seen Gareth David Lloyd or John Barrowman. . . What do you mean you can see them tied to my bed… I swear I have never seen these men before in my life…

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"When is the lift getting fixed? These bloody stairs will be the death of me!"

"It's not my fault that you aren't fit."

"Hmph mnable mdrnrfle" Ianto just grinned as he watched Jack puff and pant his way up the 7 flights of stairs to his apartment … though Jack spent so much time there is was practically his as well. He had even found some of jacks shirts and jeans when he went to do the washing.

"Surely you could have warned me that the lift had broken down so then we could have gone back to mine instead of having to hike all the up these fricken stairs, who I happen to hate right at the moment." they tramped in silence for a few steps before jack started complaining again.

"Why do you have to live up so high?"

"Better views, less noise."

"Uh, the sea is so over-rated and we make enough noise to drown out all the stuff downstairs anyway"

"More space, if we were downstairs my apartment wouldn't be as big."

"Yeah, well …" He trailed off lamely.

"Look we've only got this floor to go and we're there" Ianto replied sounding like a parent trying to coax a child into doing something that they did not want to do.

"Finally!"

Jack leant against the wall while Ianto unlocked the door. After the Welshman disappeared Jack sighed and heaved himself off the wall and trudged inside.

He dumped his bag in its normal place next to Ianto's.

"Coffee?"

"Yes, please. I need to get some of my strength back; I swear those stairs want me dead." Ianto rolled his eyes and walked into the kitchen. As Ianto worked his coffee magic, Jack remembered his first visit to Ianto's apartment.

*Flashback*

Jack slid shakily off the bike trying not to fall flat on his arse. Ianto on the other hand threw his leg off the bike and slid off all in a smooth motion.

Jack looked up at the huge apartment building.

"You live here?" Ianto looked up at the, to him, familiar building.

"Sure do. Come on homework to do."

Jack followed Ianto into the lobby still looking up at the huge white washed building. The receptionist greeted Ianto as they walked across the marble floor.

"Afternoon Ianto"

"Hi, Tom"

"Who's this then?"

"This is Jack." Jack smiled sheepishly.

"Hi" Tom looked Jack up and down.

"He'll do" Jack blushed and Ianto rolled his eyes.

"Goodbye, tom" he said as he dragged Jack across to the elevator

"Bye, Ianto. Say hi to Owen for me."

"Will do." As they entered the sanctuary of the lift Ianto sighed

"So, what exactly do you need help with?"

"Well, McClure gave us this question that doesn't fit in with what we've been learning and discussing in class." Ianto nodded slowly.

"McClure can be like that. She likes giving questions that make you think outside the box." The lift doors opened and jack followed Ianto out into the suspiciously small corridor.

"How come there aren't any other doors?"
"Because I'm the only one up here."

"Woah."

"Yeah" The door clicked and sung open. "Welcome to my humble abode."

Jack looked around at the huge open space. He looked to the left at the kitchen which looked like it belonged in a high quality hotel. There was a 6 seater table in between the lounge. The lounge itself took up most of the main room of the apartment. The windows, which ran all around the entire room from hip height to ceiling, looked out over the bay. there were two extremely comfy looking couches sitting at right angles to each other facing possibly the biggest TV Jack would ever see in his entire life, a latest model slim line flat-screen. And underneath it was a collection of all the consoles Jack knew. X-box, Playstation 3, WII and a DVD player. Along the wall was a shelf that contained hundreds of DVDs and games. To the right there was a bookcase that covered the entire wall except for a doorway in the middle that went through to Ianto's bedroom holding shelves upon shelves of books.

"Do you approve?" Jack spun around to face Ianto.

"It's amazing. Do you live here by yourself?"

"Yes, after Mam and Tad died I lived with Owen and Katie but I felt like an intrusion, so I got Owen to let me live here."

"How'd Owen get it?"

"They left it to us in their will but I'm not old enough to legally own it yet so . . . "

"Oh." an awkward silence followed.

"So, your essay?"

"Yeah I'll get it" Jack moved over to his bag and grabbed his English folder and pencil case." He sat next to Ianto at the table.

"let's see analyse the blah blah blah. Ok what you've got to do is. . ." Ianto's deep voice faded into the background as Jack unwillingly felt the heat radiating off Ianto's body and just how close they were.

"Jack, are you listening?" Jack snapped back to reality.

"Yes." Ianto raised an eyebrow

"What did I just say?"

"Jack, are you listening" Jack replied with a cheeky grin.

"Very funny, but seriously focus or we'll never get this done."

"Sure sure"

As Ianto explained what he had to do, Jack quickly got his essay done, or so he thought. As he finished Jack looked at the clock

"SHIT! It's ten to seven I told Mom I'd be home by six."

"Use my phone it's over there" Jack sprinted the short distance to the phone and dialled his number, bouncing up and down as he waited for his mom to pick up.

"Hello Marie Harkness speaking"

"Hi Mom its Jack"

"Jack! Where are you I've been worried sick? I called all your friends and they said you'd gone off with someone from school on a motorbike. You know how I feel about them, Jack. You saw what happened to Grey." Jack shuddered remembering when his older brother had been on his friend's bike when they'd crashed sending both the driver and Grey into comas.

"Yeah, I'm sorry but Ianto's a really good driver."

"Ianto?"
"Yeah that's where I am, he helped me write my essay."

"That's ok Jack but a little warning next time, ok?"

"Ok Mom"

"Be home by 9 at the latest young man"

"Thanks Mom."

"Be safe, I love you."
"You too Mom. Bye." Jack let out a sigh of relief as he hung up.

"Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, she was just worried no Scotland Yard involvement yet." They both grinned at each other.

"That's good. Do you want me to drop you home now?"

"No, she said I can stay till 9, if that's ok with you?"

"Sure, I'd welcome the company."

"Great, so what do want to do now?" Ianto was just about to answer when a loud rumble from Jack's stomach cut him off. Jack's cheeks turned pink. "Dinnertime is it?"

Jack nodded sheepishly.

"Chinese or pizza?"
"Pizza defiantly

"I'll order you choose a game or something"

*End Flashback
"Jack. Jack? JACK!" Jack yelped and started looking around for the disaster.

"What! What happened!"
"Nothing calm down." Ianto set the mugs of coffee on the table "what is up with you today you keep zoning out?"
"I know I keep having these random flashbacks of when we first met. It's really weird"
"Uh-huh."

"So …"
"So …"

"WII?" Ianto smirked

"only if you're ready to be beaten by the miracle that is Jones, Ianto Jones, master Mario cart racer, supreme WII player, and ruler of the digital world and all within it" Jack grinned

"Dream on, Jonesy"

The pair leapt over the couch and impatiently waited for the game to load