A/N Sorry about the delay! But, to compensate, I'm putting up two chapters at the same time... Especially thanks to Yelif's review... Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own anything Torchwood...

Chapter 11

On Saturday, Jack had woken around 9 and taken Myfanwy for a walk before meeting Tosh for brunch. Since neither of them had any relations in Cardiff, not yet anyway, they tried to get together for meals etc quite often. They talked about his date with Ianto, and Tosh came home with him to help him choose his outfit for the evening and also take Myfanwy home with her so that Jack wouldn't have to think about rushing home to walk her. On weekdays he left her with a dog-walker, but on weekends he wanted to spend time with his baby. But tonight, the only person he wanted to spend time with was Ianto.

Ianto had woken up early on Saturday morning, feeling nervous about the date. He was really looking forward to it, but couldn't ignore his nerves. About two and a half hours before Jack was supposed to pick him up, he called Gwen, rather stressed.

'Gwen? Hi, it's Ianto.'

'Hello pet! How are you, ready for the big date?'

'Nooo, that's the thing, I'm really not ready, Gwen I think I need your help… I've gone through my wardrobe fifteen times, and I still can't decide what to wear…'

Ianto sounded so desperate that Gwen just scribbled a note to Rhys, going out the door before even before having finished the conversation.

'I'll be right over, love, I'm already on my way!'

'Thank you Gwen, thank you!'

'It's nothing, sweetheart, I'll be right there! See you soon!'

'Great, I'll be waiting. Bye!'

Fifteen minutes after their conversation, Gwen rang Ianto's doorbell, and he practically ran to the door.

'Thank God you're here, Gwen! I've been so nervous… Thank you for coming! Thank you so much!'

Gwen just smiled at him, and enveloped him in a hug.

'Lead me to the closet, young man!'

And the two friends went to Ianto's closet and chose what Ianto was to wear on the date, and then settled down on the couch with a glass of wine each and finally Ianto relaxed slightly.

Just before Jack was to arrive, Gwen left, after kissing Ianto on the cheek and telling him that everything was going to be great, he just had to relax and enjoy himself, and he looked really amazing.

And when Jack arrived, the look on his face, told Ianto the same thing.

'Ianto, you look amazing!' Jack said, hugged the younger man and kissed him on the cheek as he took in the gorgeous form of Ianto Jones dressed in a dark-red shirt and black chinos, with a beige pull-over draped over his shoulders.

'So do you, Jack!' And he really did, he was wearing a azureblue shirt and a graphite-grey suit. The shirt went so well with Jack's eyes, and Ianto felt that he could just loose himself in them forever. God, the man was handsome! Looking at him, Ianto wasn't surprised he had fallen so hard for him; he was perfect - nice, intelligent and gorgeous.

Jack's thoughts went in a similar direction; he was finally going on a date with this man that had occupied his mind completely for the last few weeks. He felt so lucky to be able to spend time with the gorgeous and smart Welshman. Especially, since he suspected that Ianto didn't generally date men, but there they were, this was something special.

'I brought you a bottle of wine…' Jack said and presented Ianto with the bottle of red wine that he had practically forgotten, looking at the younger man.

'Oh, thanks! That's really nice, would you like to have a glass before we leave?'

'Yeah sure, that'd be nice.' Jack answered and Ianto disappeared into the kitchen, telling Jack to make himself at home.

Jack looked around the living-room, it was nicely decorated in earthy colours, with a red couch and two arm chairs surrounding a coffee-table in one end of the room, in front of an impressive media-shelf holding a TV and a stereo. In the other end of the room, just outside the kitchen there was a dining room-table and six chairs. The room was very neutral but tastefully decorated with just a few quite big pictures hanging on the wall, they too following the red colour scheme. The room was very Ianto, and Jack felt right at home.

Ianto came out of the kitchen with two glasses of wine, and the two men sat down on the couch, sipping their wine and talking for a while before leaving for the restaurant.