[fic] - Infra red 1/1 - Torchwood

Aug 29, 2007 00:19

I was reading something that mentioned rainbows and was bored and starting thinking of colours and picked up a few ideas. Not sure if I'll make it all the way through the spectrum, but here's a start.

Infra Red
Title: Infra Red
Author: Ceindreadh
Characters/Pairing: Team, Jack/Ianto
Word Count: Approx 550
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Hide and seek the Torchwood way
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Torchwood characters, I'm only borrowing them, and I promise to return them in minty fresh condition when I'm finished.
Somewhat of a crack fic, I may work my way through the rest of the spectrum.
(warning, I'm not a big fan of Gwen)

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Infra red

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Ianto held his breath when he heard the footsteps, willing them to move away from his hiding place. But his luck was out. The footsteps paused, then moved as if the owner was turning around, looking at his surroundings...and then walked straight over to Ianto's lair. There was a rustling noise as the figure crawled in beside Ianto and whispered in his ear, "Gotcha!"

Ianto relaxed as he felt Jack wrap an arm around him. He sighed, "Sir, you do realize that using the Infra Red sensors to find me is strictly speaking, cheating?"

"Of course," said Jack, and even in the dark, Ianto could feel him smiling. "That's why I disabled them after I'd seen where you were hiding! Honestly, you certainly choose some great places. Nobody will ever find you here!"

"Yes, that was the general idea."

"Oh come on, there's just you and me, alone in the dark..." Jack snuggled up even closer, "And under the rules of Sardines, I believe we're supposed to get real close to each other." He suited the action to the word.

"I should have known that's why you suggested it."

"And the others will take ages to find us!" Jack's hand moved lower on Ianto's body.

Ianto, who had been listening to more than just Jack's voice, carefully removed his hand to a more PG rated location, seconds before a torch was shone in his face.

"Hah!" said Owen, "Gotcha!"

"Ouch," yelped Jack, as Owen scrambled in beside them. "That was my knee."

"Shove over," grumbled Owen. "Jeez Ianto, you could have picked somewhere more comfortable."

"How did *you* find me?" asked Ianto, somewhat surprised, and knowing that Owen had never shown any particular talent for the game before.

"Easy," said Owen, and Ianto could tell he was smirking, "Lover boy here seems to have a built in radar where you're concerned, so I hid until he left and just followed him."

"That's cheating!" said Jack, a trace of indignation in his voice.

"Pot, meet kettle," muttered Ianto under his breath as he tried to make himself comfortable in the confined space.

Before either of the others could answer, they heard the sound of footsteps approaching confidently and a few seconds later, Tosh joined them.

"Oh...I thought I'd be here first," said Tosh.

"Why?" asked Owen suspiciously, shining his torch in her direction.

"Why Toshiko," said Jack, "Is that a hand held Keesogdnaedih scanner in your pocket or are you just pleased to see us?"

"You cheated," said Owen.

Ianto rolled his eyes and wondered if he could sneak out of the other side of his hidey-hole without anyone noticing.

"Well this was supposed to be a training exercise...and I figured I needed the practice at calibrating it," said Tosh. "It just took me a little longer than I expected."

"So now we just have to wait for Gwen to find us," said Jack.

"We should probably get comfortable then," said Ianto, a little grumpily, as he had been hoping for a bit of peace and quiet while waiting to be found. "This could take a while."

Several floors away, a flashlight bobbed up and down. "Ianto?" called Gwen in a loud whisper. "Where are you?"

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Ceindreadh

Red

humour, spectrum, team, fic:torchwood, fic, torchwood

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