A/N: Sorry again for the delay. I'm sick of my internet and how it commits suicide. I've not been able to post this chapter coz of it! Ahh. Ok, so I think updates are going to be very infrequent because I'm working on so many fics at a time and I want them all to be finished before I post all the other fics I have ideas for. What Ianto does in this chapter is a very stupid and dangerous thing to do, so please, god, don't anyone else do it!

NOTE: I AM STILL JANTO-ADDICT. I changed the name to fit my LJ name and it's still me! I've not been hacked, I've not inherited someone's fics, it is still me. XD

Dedicated to: Gwento-Addict, Captain-Jack95, TheWeddingFairy, NO-PANTIES, Janto-rulz and all my reviewers.

Ianto sat down on the red, plastic chairs outside Simon Hunter's office and sighed. Sitting on these small chairs, waiting for a teacher to tell him off made him feel like he was in primary school again. He put his head in his hands and rubbed his temples; his headache was even worse than it had been previously and he suspected his hangover was taking a turn for the worse and developing into something that was possibly going to linger with him for days.

Jack flopped down onto the chair next to him and sank down in it, looking frustrated. He felt like standing up and blaming all this on Ianto, then storming up to Simon Hunter and punching him square in the jaw. Of course, he wasn't going to. He didn't have the balls. He had the balls to yell at Ianto, but he wouldn't. Because right now, he needed Ianto to think the best of him. There was the possibility Simon could take this to the police for attempted sexual assault, but he doubted he would. Besides, he didn't really mind if he did. As long as somehow Ianto managed to forgive him for everything. Because something about the timid Welshman grabbed Jack. And it was ruining him. Because it was dragging him, headfirst, into something he didn't understand, and it was almost as if he was blindfolded in the process.

"I'm sorry," Jack mumbled for no apparent reason, "I'm really sorry."

"Don't be," Ianto retorted, a bitter hint to his voice.

"Ianto, listen," Jack began, placing a hand on Ianto's.

"Don't touch me," Ianto growled.

"I'm not a monster," Jack sighed.

"Could've fooled me," Ianto muttered.

"I know what I did was wrong but I'm begging for your forgiveness," Jack begged, "Please."

"No, Jack," Ianto frowned.

"You have no idea how guilty I feel," Jack hissed, "Hey, are you a Christian?"

"Don't you dare, Jack," Ianto growled.

"Are you?" He pushed.

"Yes, I am," Ianto nodded, "But don't you dare use the bible to make me feel like I should forgive you!"

"Only 'coz you know I'm right," Jack raised an eyebrow, "It does say that you should always forgive others for their sins."

"Yeah, but not this time," Ianto shook his head.

"Ianto," Jack reasoned.

"No, Jack," Ianto growled, "Y'know I could punch you right now! You use my faith against me you bastard!"

"Go on then!" Jack egged, "Hit me!"

"I'm not going to—"

"HIT ME!"

So he did. His fist struck Jack in the nose and, as Jack's blood trickled over Ianto's knuckles, Ianto went in for another blow and this one struck Jack in the jaw. Unsatisfied, Ianto punched Jack in the stomach and then shoved him into the chairs, causing them to clatter and fall.

"Bastard!" Ianto screamed through tears, "You stay away from me!"

"Excuse me, Mr. Jones?" Simon Hunter's voice sounded from behind Ianto.

"Shit," Ianto cursed then turned to face the lecturer.

"Now you're committing assault on a fellow student," Simon sighed.

"I would never hurt anyone who didn't deserve it!" Ianto cried.

"I have a right to report this to the police, this is a serious offence," Simon informed.

"What and attempted rape isn't?" Ianto sobbed.

"I only have your word for that," Simon shook his head, "Assault is a serious offence, Ianto, you could be looking at a 3 month sentence, community service and possibly a fine."

"Fuck you!" Ianto cried and punched Simon across the face. While Simon recovered from this blow, Ianto turned and sprinted out of the building. Once Simon had recovered, he and Jack chased Ianto outside.

Jack, being the faster one of the two, was way ahead and catching up with the distraught Ianto.

"Ianto!" He called after him.

"Do you want me to hit you again?" Ianto called back.

Jack sped up and caught up with Ianto. Just in time to see Ianto popping several parecetamol tablets in his mouth and swallowing.

"Ianto," Jack breathed, "How many of those have you taken?"

"I dunno," Ianto shrugged, his voice beginning to slur, "About a packet?"

"You idiot!" Jack yelled, yanking Ianto's arm so he stopped. Jack placed his hands on Ianto's shoulders and stared deep into his eyes. "Do you have any idea of the danger you're in? You could die, Ianto!"

"Don't care," Ianto pulled himself from Jack's grip and began to stagger down the street. Jack's eyes welled up. "No one cares about me. Everyone wants me to die."

"I care," Jack sobbed, a stray tear escaping from his eye.

"Oh, lay off it, Jack," Ianto scoffed, "You've only known me for two weeks!"

"I know," Jack nodded, "And it wasn't long enough. I want you to forgive me, Ianto. I don't want you to die. I want you to give me a chance, I wanna be your friend 'coz I think we could be a damn good pair of friends and that's why I'm begging for your forgiveness. Damn it, Ianto, you can't throw away something that could be so damn good because I made one mistake."

"One mistake? Jack, one mistake is accidentally stepping on my toe or spilling coffee on my coursework or forgetting to put the bins out! Not trying to sexually assault me! Well," Ianto laughed, "If these are possibly the last words of my life, I suppose I should do something meaningful?"

"Ianto, it's not the end of your life!" Jack shook his head, "forgive me, please."

"Jack," Ianto began, "I will never forgive you. I hate you." And with that, he collapsed. Before he could hit the cold pavement, Jack managed to grab Ianto and he sat on the sidewalk, cradling a barely alive Ianto in his arms.

"Come on, please, Ianto," Jack cried. Jack tried to get his phone out and found it had run out of battery. Then, at that moment, Ianto stopped breathing. Jack blinked his tears away, trying to stay strong despite the soap opera scenario.

"SOMEBODY HELP!" He yelled as loud as he possibly could.

Ha, one huge scene! :D

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