Disclaimers: The character Ianto Jones belongs to the BBC and RTD. This is strictly for a fun escape from reality.
Spoilers: There aren't really any in this first chapter.
Warnings: There is a curse word. You have been warned. Wink-Wink
Okay so here goes nothing.
Ianto Jones looked out the window of the cab he was in at the Victorian house it was stopped in front of. He had been here before but it had been six years ago. He sighed deeply and handed the cabbie his fare. With a mumbled thank you he extracted himself for the car and walked slowly up to the door. To say he was nervous would be an extreme understatement. He had been on a four month hiatus from all other Rift Children, and for the last two he knew he was being watched. As if he wouldn’t know, as if he couldn’t sense them. The last time he was here he had been sixteen and had known nothing of how “blessed” he was. Ha, he thought more like cursed.
If he closed his eyes he could still feel the man’s hand on his arm pulling him away from the bus shelter and into an alleyway. It had happened so fast he had not had time to panic. “I’m not going to hurt you” the man said. He had then continued to pull Ianto along the alley to a parked land rover on the other side where he deposited Ianto into the passenger seat and drove him to the Victorian house he was presently standing in front of. It had been only the beginning of the cursed life he would lead.
Ianto shook himself out of his flashback and rang the doorbell. After a minute the large door opened to reveal a muscular man who appeared to be in his early thirties. The man looked at Ianto like he was undressing him with his striking green eyes. Ianto faked a cough “Jason,” he said in his ever polite tone, “it’s good to see you, what’s it been three years.” “No need to lie Jones,” Jason said as he lead Ianto into the house and took his overcoat. “I know how much you despise me.” Ianto faced Jason and bit his lip in order to keep himself from stating how true Jason’s statement was. Jason took a step closer to Ianto. ‘too close’ Ianto thought as Jason slowly raised his hand and cupped it under the younger man’s chin he then gently ran his thumb along Ianto lower lip effectively releasing it from Ianto’s teeth. “I have missed you though.” Jason whispered as he leaned forward to try and capture Ianto’s lips.
Ianto pulled away just in time to avoid Jason’s kiss and he ran his fingers through his dark brown hair. “I have been officially summoned by the priestess,” he said pointlessly because he was sure Jason knew this. He was also convinced that it was Jason who turned him in and had been annoyingly watching him the last two months. But he decided to play dumb in order to prevent a fight with the priestesses’ favorite. ‘If she only knew’ Ianto thought.
Jason sighed “she is in her room,” he motioned towards the grand staircase, “and she is in tantrum mode.” Ianto just smiled at that. “Well it’s a good thing I brought this.” Ianto said pulling a large milk chocolate candy bar out of his suit jacket. “Prefer dark myself,” Ianto said winking at Jason. “You’ll rot her teeth,” Jason called as Ianto made his way up the stairs and out of sight.
Ianto slowed his steps as he got closer to the door at the end of the upstairs hallway. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves about what had just happened. When he went in to see the priestess he wanted to be cool, calm, and collected. Something that was near impossible for him after any form of contact with Jason Sims. The man who had said he wouldn’t hurt him all those years ago. What a load of shit that was. He took another deep breath and closed his eyes trying to forget the feeling of Jason’s hand on his face. After two minutes he finally decided he was as calm as he was going to get so he slowly raised his left hand to knock on the door while his right turned to knob and pushed it gently open.
What was revealed was the most epic pretty pink princess room.