A/N: So sorry for the delay in this chapter, I wrote it ages ago and I thought I'd posted it….apparently I haven't. There was a note in it saying there was going to be a delay in further chapters as I've got a DW/TW crossover I'm working on. But now that that's posted and getting worked on, I suppose more chapters of this fic are in order! :D I've had someone say they don't think Jack and Ianto should get together in this fic, and I've asked another reviewer what they think and they're in favor of Jack and Ianto getting together. What do the rest of you think? x

The sun shone in from behind the blue curtains and cast across the room. Ianto opened his eyes but the sudden intake of light made his head hurt. His head was banging and his stomach churning and he felt as if he was going to hurl at any minute. He glanced around the unfamiliar room and saw beer cans scattered on the floor and then his own sick on the floor beside the bed he was lay on. The double bed… the bed which he was not alone in. He turned slowly to see the back of Jack Harkness, falling and rising with every breath. His breathing was slowed which indicated he was sleeping. He was snoring softly and seemed completely oblivious to Ianto. Ianto tried to stifle a yell of shock but he failed and Jack stirred in his sleep. His eyes fluttered open and his gaze drifted to Ianto who was staring at him in panic.

"Morning." Jack groaned. Ianto jumped out of the bed and backed away. He was surprised to see his own pants were undone and they hung loosely on his hips. Jack stepped out of bed; he was obviously hung-over as well. Jack's pants were also undone but Jack didn't seem to notice, either that or he didn't care. Ianto quickly grabbed his own trousers and buttoned them up.

"What did we—" Ianto stuttered. "Have we…"

"Had sex?" Jack finished.

"Yeah." Ianto nodded. His throat was craggy and dry and his words were hoarse. "Actually there's no point in asking! Course we fucking did!!!" Ianto cried.

"What makes you think that we've…" Jack began.

"You, fucking you. You've tried to shag me before and if I'm hammered I'm not going to object then I find myself in a bed I don't even know, with you and my pants are undone?! You've taken advantage and shagged me, haven't you?!" Ianto spat. Jack stopped for a moment, mulling over his reply. He was tempted to play with the Welshman and say yes but he didn't want to lie to him.

"no." Jack sighed. "I was thinking about it. But while you were lay on top of me, begging me for sex I knew you were drunk and said no."

"I don't believe you!" Ianto scowled.

"Then don't! But I swear on my life I didn't lay a finger on you!" Jack reasoned. Ianto scoffed and walked to the door, unlocked it and stormed out, leaving Jack in the room. Danny sped out of his room and followed Ianto down the hall.

"You're awake then?" Danny laughed. "Couldn't get in there. You locked the door and fell asleep in our spare room. Who else was in there?"

"Jack fucking Harkness." Ianto fumed.

"That's his full name is it?" Danny smiled before going into the spare room as Ianto paced downstairs and left. The cold air was striking at first but good for his headache and for clearing his thoughts. Everything was so messed up and his hangover wasn't really helping. His thoughts were all over the place but they all revolved around the same thing; Jack Harkness. His feelings for Jack Harkness were very unclear. He wanted to stab him and murder him for what he did in Elements but he also didn't want Jack to leave. Whatever he felt about Jack Harkness, one thing was clear, he wanted him in his life.

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Jack was running. He wasn't sure why. The only thing he knew was that he had to talk to Ianto. Had to make him see. He'd run after Ianto after Danny told him he'd scarpered. He must've only been minutes after Ianto but, unless the Welshman was also running, he'd taken a wrong turn. He saw a man in a distinctive blue and black shirt running through the cold morning fog. He was heading for the University so Jack, knowing it was Ianto, followed him. Ianto turned the corner into the car park and headed towards the university. Jack slowed down, running out of breath. It'd been a while since he'd run that far or that fast.

"Ianto!" He panted. But Ianto didn't turn around, he just continued to run.

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Ianto heard someone shout his name from far away but he ignored it, knowing who it would be. He pushed the blue double doors open and headed into the warm corridors of the University. He had an English lecture but he'd missed 15 minutes of it, nevertheless he headed there anyway. He heard the same doors he'd opened minutes before swing open and someone's heavy footsteps follow him.

"Ianto, wait up!" They called. But Ianto carried on walking. He turned the corner which led him to the corridor in which he could find the door to his lecture.

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Gwen sighed as her lecturer waffled on about the English language. Lectures were even more boring than normal lessons yet she found herself in them more and more. She pulled her phone out and browsed through her photos, desperate for something entertaining to happen. At that moment Ianto stormed through the doors, Jack close behind.

"Just hear me out!" Jack begged. The lecturer stopped talking and everyone's eyes fell upon the two men.

"There's nothing to talk about!!!!" Ianto growled.

"Let me explain what happened!" Jack attempted to reason with the man.

"I know what happened!" Ianto rolled his eyes. "I was drunk; you took advantage and shagged me!"

"No!" Jack snapped. "We didn't do anything!"

"I'm supposed to believe that?!" Ianto scoffed.

"Yes, yes you are. Because it's the truth!"

"You lied to Gwen! How am I supposed to believe that you won't do the same to me?!"

"What point would there be in lying?! You hate me anyway!!!" Jack growled.

"What do you expect?! You did try to rape me!!!!" Ianto raised his eyebrows.

"And I've told you again and again that I'm sorry!!!!" Jack pleaded. Gwen gasped when she saw that Jack basically admitted that Ianto's claims were true.

"So you admit it?" Ianto studied him.

"If I lied, you wouldn't believe me about the bedroom." Jack confessed. "So please believe me when I say, I didn't lay a finger on you."

"Then what DID happen and how the hell did I end up in bed with you, with my pants undone?!" Ianto challenged.

"Fine." He took a deep breath, trying to recall the night's events more clearly which were blurred by the memories of alcohol. "I was talking to Christina on the landing, you can even ask her, and you came out of the toilets, dragged me into the bedroom, locked the door, and came on to me, pushed me on the bed, undid my trousers, undid yours, climbed on me, tried to have sex with me and I pushed you away then we fell asleep." Jack explained quickly. Ianto turned a bright shade of fuchsia as he remembered the events of the previous night.

"Jesus." Ianto blushed.

"You remember?" Jack asked.

"Clearly." Ianto groaned. "I am sorry, Jack. I was far too drunk to comprehend my actions."

"I know, I said that." Jack smiled then his smile dropped when he caught sight of the lecturer glaring at them and the hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at them. "Maybe I should've been more specific when I said I wanted to talk to you… I should've said, in private." Jack smirked.

"They all know about your dirty little secret now." Ianto glared and pushed past him and headed up the stairs to find a seat.

"Mr. Jones?" the lecturer called. "You can't just interrupt my lesson and think you'll get away with it. Go sit by my office. You too, Mr. Harkness." Jack and Ianto groaned and left the hall, heading towards the English department.

"Well done!" Ianto hissed.

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Gwen didn't concentrate for the rest of the lecture. She didn't take any of the words in. All she could think about was her boyfriend. And his confession. He'd tried to rape her best friend. He'd even told her. But she didn't believe him. She believed Jack, a man she barely knew. She lowered her head onto her desk and rested it; never looking up until the lecture was over.

Owen didn't know what to do. His best friend was cutting his wrists because Jack had tried to rape him? Was that even the cause of Ianto's angst? Owen's thoughts were all messed up. He was confused and baffled by the actions of his best friend and a newcomer to the group who seemed like a nice guy. What a bull shitter, Owen thought. He was never going to achieve in English. Not now. It'd always remind him of today.

Toshiko tried to concentrate on the lecturer, hoping the fiasco wouldn't affect her grades. She was a keen writer and hoped for a high grade but knew she was easily distracted. That had always been her downfall. And now it was coming back to bite her. She replayed the conversation she'd just heard over the memory of Ianto lying on the sofa, blood seeping from his wrists. She was also quite a good detective. But you didn't need to be to work this one out. Jack had tried to rape Ianto. Then moved in. It caused Ianto's relapse. Simple. So why didn't she figure it out?

Lisa held her head in her hands and tried to stop the tears that were leaking from her eyes. That was her boyfriend up there before! Two things had upset her. First being that Jack Harkness had attempted to rape her boyfriend, the second being that Ianto had come on to Jack last night, attempting to undress him and actually trying to have sex with him. She stifled a sob and almost succeeded. Almost. Gwen put an arm around her and comforted her. Gwen was going to have to have a word with Jack later…and it wasn't going to be a quiet word either.

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