AN- Once again this chapter is dedicated to all my AMAZING reviewers out there and Rietta xD because she puts up with all my randomness and calms me down when I get hyper.

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To Rietta, for the Glittery cupcakes, Putting it together and the post-it notes!

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Chapter 4- of Breakfast and Singing

Ianto closed the door behind him and leaned against it, sliding down 'til he was sat on the floor, while both Gwen and Rhys turned to look at him.

"Good date then?"

"Yeah," Ianto cast a dreamy sigh.

Rhys smiled and moved to the door, heaving Ianto to his feet and depositing him on the bed next to Gwen. "I'm going for a shower, I trust girly-talk will be done when I get back?"

Gwen grinned. "More than likely."

Once Rhys was out of the room, Gwen turned to Ianto. "Spill!" she cried out.

Ianto stared at her. "I swear, I'm going to wake up tomorrow and this will be all a dream, Gwen it was amazing!"

"How's he got home?"

Ianto looked at her, confused. "I... erm... I don't know."

Gwen darted to the window to find the car still parked in the car park and Jack nowhere in sight.

"The car's still there."

Ianto nodded. "Well he's picking me up for breakfast tomorrow at nine."

Gwen squealed. "SPILL, JONES!"

Ianto grinned and told her everything. "Gwen, he sang to me."

"He what?" Gwen was grinning massively, as wide as Ianto.

"We went to Jubilee Gardens and walked under the stars, then he led me onto this bandstand; we could hear music from a club, and we danced there on the bandstand. Then he started singing. Gwen, he has an even more amazing voice when it's not fed through a microphone."

"What did he sing to you?" Gwen asked.

Ianto grinned then laughed slightly. "Have you met Miss Jones."

Gwen squealed and gave Ianto a massive hug. "I think you may have hit the jackpot with this one."

Ianto laughed and glanced at the clock. "And if I wanna make the date tomorrow, I need to get some sleep," he smiled.

Gwen nodded. "Hint taken." She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Good night Ianto."

"Night Gwen."

****

8.30am Sunday morning. 13th June 1999

Jack climbed out of the taxi and headed into the hotel. He was very early, but the quicker he got to see the gorgeous Welshman, the quicker he could see that last night was for real.

He knocked on the door and it was opened by Rhys, who smiled and let him in, offering him tea.

"You're early Jack."

"Seems so surreal, he's perfect Rhys."

Rhys raised his eyebrows. "Jack..."

Jack shrugged his shoulders. "It'd be so easy Rhys, so easy to let myself fall in love with him, but I can't."

"Jack, what happened, it wasn't your fault."

Jack closed his eyes. "Maybe, but I can't forgive myself."

Rhys shook his head. "He's still in bed."

Jack glanced at the clock: '8:40'. "He'd have been late..."

Jack nodded his head at a doorway, and receiving Rhys' affirmative response, he opened the door quietly and could just make out a tuft of hair poking out the top of the covers. He walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge, leaning down to place a few gentle kisses on Ianto's forehead. "Ianto, wake up....Ianto..." He got nothing, no response, nada.

Glancing round the room, he noticed a worn stereo in the corner. He glanced through a few of the CDs until he came across one in particular. Grinning, he popped the CD into the player and turned up the volume until he heard the quiet singing, then hopped onto the bed. He knew he was being a little bit mean, waking Ianto up like this, but he knew it would be worth it.

He chucked his coat into the corner and smiled as the music started to pick up: he knew it would get louder especially when he was singing along.

He started to sway and then the music began to pick up the pace, getting louder.

"You want all my love and my devotion, you want my loving soul right on the line, I have no doubt that I could love you, forever, the only trouble is, I really don't have the time… I've got one night only, one night only, that's all I have to spare! One night only, lets not pretend to care!..." He spun around on the bed, his feet getting tangled up in the covers and taking him with them. He let out a grunt as he hit the floor and groaned.

Ianto had shot awake at the sound of the music and was now sitting there gawking at Jack like he had grown a second head over night.

"Jack...What?"

Jack moaned and bit his lip, before nodding at the clock. Ianto turned, a sense of foreboding falling through him as he whipped his head to the clock and gaped. '08.50' stared back at him. Damn those luminous green digits!

"Shit, Jack, I'm sorry!"

Jack grimaced. "Its okay, but could you give me hand? I think I might have killed my ankle."

Ianto shot out of the bed and was about to call for Gwen when the women herself came over and cracked Jack around the head.

"Gwen!" Ianto cried.

"Thats for waking me up!" she snapped, and then she noticed the pain on Jack's face and the ankle he was favouring.

"Oh crap, what did you do?"

"I fell off the bed."

Ianto turned to stare at him. "How...and what were you singing at top note?"

"One Night Only," Jack grinned. "You had the Dreamgirls soundtrack, I couldn't miss the opportunity."

Ianto shook his head. "You, Jack, are insane."

"Not a word that's been used to describe me before."

"First time for everything!"

Gwen glanced at the clock, then at Ianto's state of dress. "Well if you plan on making breakfast, you better get your scoot on."

Ianto nodded his head, a self-conscious smile curving his lips as he hurried for the shower.

****

By the time Ianto and Jack had left the hotel it was nearing eleven thirty in the morning. They had decided to grab and early lunch, before Jack's matinee performance at 3pm. Ianto was heading back to Cardiff with Gwen and Rhys later on.

Walking quietly to the nearby cafe was quick. Neither man was prepared to admit that they didn't want the other one to go away.

"You alright Ianto?" Jack asked as a waiter led them to a table that showed a view of the city streets.

"Yeah, I guess."

Jack tilted his head and lifted Ianto's head so he could look into his eyes.

"Ianto..."

Ianto found he couldn't look away from Jacks eyes. "I just… I don't want to go back to Cardiff and leave you here; I've had so much fun, and I really want to get to know you better."

Jack smiled and leaned across to give Ianto a solid kiss on the lips.

"Ianto, you know you're always welcome to come and visit, and you have my number."

"It's not the same."

Jack smiled and stroked a hand down Ianto's cheek. "We'll make it work, you're too amazing for me to give up on just because we can barely see each other because of distance"

Ianto smiled and took Jack's hand, which was resting on the table. "I want it to work as well."

Jack smiled. "Then we'll make it work."

"Okay." Ianto smiled and then finished off his dinner as Jack did the same.

****

"Can I get you any dessert?"

Jack and Ianto looked up and nodded at the waiter. "I'll have a banana split please," Ianto smiled.

"And you sir?" the waiter turned to Jack.

"Can I get the hot fudge sundae?"

The waiter smiled and walked away, returning ten minutes later with their orders.

"Hot sauce it just melts the ice cream Jack," Ianto laughed.

"Yes, but its all the more fun."

Ianto laughed and Jack got some ice cream on the spoon and reached across the table, forcing the spoon between Ianto's lips and in the process spilling ice cream onto Ianto's top.

Ianto laughed and wiped it off with a napkin before feeding Jack some of his ice cream and smiling when Jack leaned across and kissed him, melted ice cream still in his mouth. It was all nice and cosy, being couple-y and romantic, until Jack jumped back with a yelp.

Ianto opened his eyes and forced back the laugh. Somehow, one of them had knocked over the mug of coffee sat between them and consequently the coffee was now soaking into Jack's coat.

"Crap, did it burn you?" Ianto panicked.

Jack shook his head. "No, honestly, I'm fine, I just… I better go grab my spare coat, won't be a second. Good thing the hotel is across the road."

Ianto laughed as Jack hurried out into the street, reached the car and pulled out a rather big coat; he didn't really pay much attention to it. That was until they were getting ready to leave the restaurant and Ianto found himself gaping at Jack in the coat and wondering just where he had left his brain.

"Everything okay?" Jack asked.

"Yes..." Ianto smiled.

"Are you sure?"

Ianto nodded. "Oh yeah," he smirked as he thought about all the wicked things he could do to Jack in that coat...

"Behave Ianto," he thought as he caught Jack's hand and they walked the short distance to the hotel.

Jack waved at a man stood by his car, the same man who had driven them all over last night, yet had forced Jack to get a taxi this morning. "Alright Andy?"

"I'll be waiting," Andy replied.

"Who's that?" Ianto asked as Jack walked him up to the hotel room.

"That's Andy- he's my driver till I pass my test."

Ianto nodded. "Least I know you'll be safe."

Jack smiled tenderly and took out his phone. "This is your number, yes?" he asked, showing Ianto an eleven digit mobile number on his phone.

"Yeah," Ianto smiled.

"Good," Jack smiled back and stroked his hand along Ianto's cheek. "You have my number, call me when you get home and settled. If I'm on stage I'll call you as soon as I can."

Ianto nodded and leaned his head onto Jack's shoulder, wrapping his arms around the other man's waist.

"Take care Ianto."

Ianto nodded and pulled back, leaning forward and kissing Jack on the lips. "You know, you were my first kiss."

Jack pulled back and stared at Ianto. "What?!"

"I was waiting for the perfect first kiss, so I held out."

Jack stared and Ianto like he was nuts. "Why didn't you tell me? I'd have lit a candle for you or something!"

Ianto laughed. "Because it was perfect, Jack."

Jack shook his head. "You, Ianto Jones, are insane!"

Ianto grinned. "Maybe."

"Promise me you'll call?" Jack asked.

"Promise." Ianto sealed it with a kiss.

Jack moaned into the kiss and deepened it for an instant before pulling back and kissing Ianto several times chastely on the lips. "I gotta go, stay safe."

Ianto nodded and pulled Jack in for another deeper kiss before allowing Jack to back away and walk towards the lifts.

"By the way," he turned and called after Jack. In a very familiar scene, Jack turned round and raised his eyebrow questioningly. "Love the coat," Ianto added.

Jack nodded his head and saluted before walking away, the greatcoat flapping as his walked, defining his figure and making him look all the more gorgeous. Ianto sighed and leaned against the door. He didn't expect it to swing open, so as it did he fell backwards, looking up at Gwen.

"Welcome back!" she grinned.