How To Save A Life...
Ianto just sat at the piano, randomly tapping the keys. He was in the music room the band used when they rehearsed. The band... Owen, Lisa, Jack and Gwen were stuck in the Principal's office, being yelled at. Ianto felt guilty... the Principal had let him go, because of his young, innocent looks. The Principal refused to believe that Ianto wanted to perform the song just as much as the others, and so he was let go. Ianto wished he was with the others... he had waited for an hour outside the door, practically begging to be let in with the others, to share in their misery, but eventually he gave up and returned to his place of solace- the music room. He was scared for them- before he left, it had sounded like somebody was going to get hurt, and he couldn't have that. Blood on his hands- something he just couldn't stomach.
He kept tapping the piano keys, his mind wandering. Suddenly, he had an idea. He got up, rushed over to the desk and picked up a pen and some lined paper, and began scrawling the words in his head. After about five minutes of writing, he transferred the songs onto a sheet of piano music, and began hitting the notes with care. He started singing, first in a hushed whisper, then, without knowing it, he was singling out loud. He didn't even notice the door open, or the young, dark-haired teenager walking in, but he did notice the hand on his shoulder, causing him to jump, and the piano lid to slam down, causing a gigantic 'crash' of the keys.
"Don't do that!" He squeaked, angrily eyeing the American behind him.
"Oh, come on!" Jack laughed, "I wanted to see what the Hell was going on in here. I must say, that sounded quite heavily. Mind if I have a quick read?"
Ianto was blushing for some reason he could not fathom, handing over the sheet of music he had written. Jack looked at it, smiling politely as his eyes skimmed the words. He replaced the sheets onto their resting place after a few seconds, before commanding; "Play it." Ianto wouldn't normally have obeyed a command so curt, but something about Jack just made him want to follow the rules. He played the introduction, and after a few moments, began to sing;
Step
one you say we need to talk
He
walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He
smiles politely back at you
You
stare politely right on through
Some
sort of window to your right
As
he goes left and you stay right
Between
the lines of fear and blame
You
begin to wonder why you came
Jack couldn't believe it- Ianto was brilliant! He was a whiz at piano-playing, and his voice carried the song so well. While he was being yelled at by the Principal ("I cannot believe that you would have allowed your band to produce such satanic filth! Have you no shame? No compassion? No emotion?") Jack had gone a step ahead and wanted to look through Owen's book once more, just to check if there was anything with more emotion. But, as he slid onto the bench with Ianto, he could feel that he had the emotion he needed to even things out.
Where
did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere
along in the bitterness
And
I would have stayed up with you all night
Had
I known how to save a life
Ianto felt himself blush again as Jack sat next to him on the bench. Even more so when Jack seemed to catch onto the rhythm of the song;
Let
him know that you know best
Cause
after all you do know best
Try
to slip past his defence
Without
granting innocence
Lay
down a list of what is wrong
The
things you've told him all along
And
pray to God he hears you
And
pray to God he hears you
Where
did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere
along in the bitterness
And
I would have stayed up with you all night
Had
I known how to save a life
As
he begins to raise his voice
You
lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive
until you lose the road
Or
break with the ones you've followed
He
will do one of two things
He
will admit to everything
Or
he'll say he's just not the same
And
you'll begin to wonder why you came
Where
did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere
along in the bitterness
And
I would have stayed up with you all night
Had
I known how to save a life
Where
did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere
along in the bitterness
And
I would have stayed up with you all night
Had
I known how to save a life
How
to save a life
How
to save a life
Where
did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere
along in the bitterness
And
I would have stayed up with you all night
Had
I known how to save a life
Where
did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere
along in the bitterness
And
I would have stayed up with you all night
Had
I known how to save a life
How
to save a life
They sat there in silence for a minute, before Jack finally asked; "What spurred that on?"
"You know what." He whispered, sounding ashamed.
"I would have let you go too, if I were him." Jack admitted.
"Why?"
"Because he was right- you do look too innocent. I supposed you are too innocent, really. You've got these really big blue eyes, and whenever you look at someone directly in the eye, you make them feel really warm and smiley."
"No I don't." Ianto whispered, keeping his eyes downcast. "Besides, how would you know?"
Jack shrugged, "That's how you make me feel when you look at me. Your eyes are pretty. And, just so you know, after we got out of his office, we were all worried about where you went. We thought you'd gotten all panicky and suicidal on us, so Owen and Lis went to check the Beacon Tower, just to make sure you didn't throw yourself from it. Gwen's in the Library, and me, well, this was my first guess." Ianto looked up at him, a weird, stirring sensation in his gut.
"Seriously?"
Jack gave a weird smile, almost as though he were admiring a bouquet of roses. "Yeah. I know you're a very private person, Yan, but I like to think I know more about you than you've let me."
"Like...?" Ianto asked, challenging the American, but was caught by surprise when he found Jack's lips resting softly on his own, and Jack's tongue gently easing its way into his mouth. The kiss lasted for all of seven seconds, when Jack broke it, leaving Ianto feeling light-headed and giddy.
"Like that." Jack smiled, getting up and leaving the room, leaving Ianto alone with his thoughts...
