Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood or the characters (But how I wish I did).

Rating: T (I had originally rated this M but as our boys are only just meeting nothing will happen yet. When it does I will mark all M)

Author's notes: This is completely AU. Set in Jack and then Ianto's P.O.V (I've written up to where they meet so it may change from there on in, as I'm not sure how it will work doing the P.O.V's in different parts!) Also my first fic so please be nice J

Right so enjoy and let me know what you think x

Tahnk you for the reviews so far much appreciated J

Find myself asking what are you waiting for?

Ianto had been walking for near to an hour now, somehow he'd ended up in Bute Park. As he looked around he began remembering the weekends he'd spent here in his teens with friends playing rugby and football, laughing and joking together. 'Ah the good old days.' He thought.

He settled on the grass and leaned back stretching out his legs and propping himself up on his elbows. His mind drifting to the events of the previous days and wondering how his life had ended up like this.

Three days ago Ianto Jones had the world at his feet and now, well he had his possessions (most of which were in storage) and his best friend Toshiko Sato, that was pretty much it apart from a very respectable bank balance. He still had his sister although he hadn't been close to her ever since the death of their tad several years ago. Thinking of his tad he reminded him of the promise he had made to him, the promise he was keeping, the reason he had come home.

Ianto was enjoying the calming effects of his surrounds when an all to familiar sound began and his pocket vibrated. Ianto sat up straight and plucked his phone from his jeans pocket. He checked the caller ID before answering. "Hello." Ianto answered rather abruptly. The reply was calm and even which just made him sheath with anger. "What do you want?" He asked furious with the woman on the other end of the phone. He knew the answer before it left her mouth. "Yeah and I told you. I'm not coming back." He had made up his mind this time and there was no going back, not now.

He stood and started to walk headed towards the path and out of the park. He wasn't even listening to the pleas on the other end of the phone he just walked. As he walked he noticed a familiar figure sat on a bench looking rather relaxed, he couldn't quite place how he knew him but he did. "I think you'll find I've made myself clear on this one I. Am. Not. Coming. Back." Raising his voice slightly.

As he was talking the other man turned to face him and Ianto recognised him instantly. Turning away he headed towards a nearby tree feeling his knees go weak just as he managed to prop himself up against it. He didn't want to draw attention to himself by collapsing in front of the man.

He tried to concentrate on the conversation, if you could call it that but all Ianto could think about was how that man had plagued his thoughts ever since leaving the pub that night. Hell he'd even dreamt of the blue eyed wonder. What was it about that man? He'd never given a man a second look before, so what was it about him?

Ianto chose his words carefully as he continued the phone call. He fought the urge to hang up several times before he decided he needed to move, to get away from that man who confused him so and this conversation. He pushed himself off the tree and threw his hand in the air "I've told you no." Ianto continued the conversation as he moved towards the path walking slowly. As he reached the path he chanced a look in the other mans direction glad to see he hadn't noticed him.

Ianto stopped in his tracks he needed to end this conversation now before he had to pass this man. He took a deep breath put his hand on his hip and closed his eyes trying to calm himself before he said his final goodbye, he was wasting no more time on this person. "No I mean it. You can't do this to me anymore…I'm not coming back." With that he cut the call.

Eyes closing once more as he lifted the phone tightly clenched in his fist to his forehead. He'd done it. He would no longer answer her calls that was it, this was it. It was over.

With a sigh of relief he opened his eyes and placed his phone in his pocket. As Ianto looked up he noticed he had once again gained the attention of the beautiful man before him. 'What do I do?' He couldn't do anything but walk past the man and hope he let him be. As Ianto passed him he felt his eyes following him a look of concern crossing his face. Ianto let out the breath he hadn't realised he was holding and continued down the path feeling his eyes on him. Ianto wanted nothing more than to turn around and go back to the man and ask him why he felt like he did towards the stranger but he had to walk away, he just had to.