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Title: Music
Pairing: Ianto/Lisa
Rating: nc-15
Word count: 157 words
Spoilers: Cyberwoman
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters
Warning: angst
Summary: Ianto Jones find comfort in music...
Beta: The deilcious and sexy
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Notes: The Torchwood muses are almost dead for me, but this little fic wanted to be alive. I like to think Ianto truly loved Lisa before Jack and really suffered alone hidden with his cybergirlfriend... This is the result of my love for jazz, a bad day with students and my passion to make suffer our pretty Ianto. *free hugs* (Because we always need hug) Dont forget English is not my first language :)
Music...
The music, it is like little drops of heaven suspended in the air. Ianto Jones closes his eyes and smiles: his mind flies away. Inside him the ball of stress disappears, his shoulders fall softly, and the world around is lit by thousands of sparkles: Ianto Jones feels alive. The music caresses him like a lover, the trumpet seduces him, drum embraces him tightly: for a moment Ianto Jones doesn’t hear the sounds of the machines in the room. The young man knows it’s ephemeral, as though time stops just for him and her, stuck in a fragile glass bubble. He breathes deeply; he is so exhausted. His life is just lies, faint smiles and cold seduction. But for a moment he forgets everything; it’s just her, the music and him. In the dark and isolated room, beside his cybergirlfriend, the young man just enjoys the fragile moment of happiness.
“I love you Lisa…”
The end
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Date: 2010-05-06 01:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-06 02:09 am (UTC)I want to think that Ianto really loved his Lisa and has had some fragile moment like this with her before the end. So this is the result.
*hug* Merci :)
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Date: 2010-05-06 02:25 am (UTC)Loved this! *hugs*
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Date: 2010-05-06 02:29 am (UTC)I don't know if its because I am exhausted, but I have so big doubt in my writtens and more when I write in English. So thanks to comfort me and to tell me why you like what I write.
xxxx
Take care mon amie
*cuddles*
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Date: 2010-05-06 03:31 am (UTC)You know how much I adore music ma belle and I think that nothing shows your love of music better than this beautiful little piece. :3
*HUGS*
xxxxxx
PS: so sorry that I haven't replied to your latest posts but I can't watch youtube from here :/
Did you get my pm?
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Date: 2010-05-06 10:56 am (UTC)Yes, you are a real fan of music and this is why I am so happy you enjoyed my little fic. In fact, I had a very shit day (the school where I work is a total piece of shit) and I was soooooooooo in a bad shape when I arrived yesterday at home. Then, I put music (Melody Gardot in fact) and then it was like shushine shined just for me. So I thought at Ianto and Lisa, and this is the result.
*HUGS*
p.s
Yes, I got it!!!! I am sooooo exhausted that its hard for me to write in English. I wait to reply correctly:)
xxxxxx
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Date: 2010-05-06 03:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-06 10:59 am (UTC)Thanks so much for this comment, you put a big smile on my face.
I think Ianto and Lisa was had real love and what happened was a nightmare for them. Ianto was painfully broken. Poor baby, alone with her, broken and stressed and loved her so much... So I wanted to write a little something for them...
*HUG*
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Date: 2010-05-06 01:29 pm (UTC)*hugs* Sorry the school is being so terrible for you
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Date: 2010-05-06 09:16 pm (UTC)*HUGS*
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Date: 2010-05-06 04:34 pm (UTC)Thank you for this perfect fic and I hope your day/week/month/year/decade/millenium is filled with good music, wonderful friends and family and smooth sailing in your classrooms
Take care x
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Date: 2010-05-06 09:19 pm (UTC)Thanks so much, I am really proud that you have enjoyed my little fic. *HUG*
Hope you have some happiness today :)
xxxxx
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