Fandoms: JLA Unlimited/Torchwood
Pairings/Characters: Bruce/Clark, Connor/Tim, Barbara/Kara, Roy/Dick, Alfred, Ianto Jones, Dinah/Helena/Oliver, Diana/Steve, Wally West, John Stewart/Shayera, Ace the bat-hound, Krypto, J’onn Jones, Yvonne Hartman and Captain Jack Harkness, eventual Jack/Ianto
Summary: He was originally designed to be the ultimate weapon whose singular mission was to guard and protect Earth from off-world dangers. Custom-designed using the integrated DNA of Superman and Batman, Ianto Jones is Torchwood One’s greatest creation. Yvonne Hartman and her team of sycophants followers truly believed him to be the world's best hope for survival against alien incursion. Yvonne's hidden agenda of using Ianto to restore the British Empire to its former glory and beyond was destined to come true until the Justice League learned of their plans. Now, after rescuing Ianto from Torchwood, Bruce and Clark find themselves unprepared for fatherhood and during the learning process, they unexpectedly find their relationship changing into something legendary.
Art by: ctbn60 see more here
Disclaimer: I do not own JLA Unlimited or Torchwood
Author Note: This is set in the JLA cartoon universe but does have elements of Comics
Wally was filled with nervous energy as he stood with John Stewart at the front of Wayne Manor. He couldn't help but feel excited; Clark actually trusted him enough to look after Ianto! A split second after ringing the doorbell, Wally abruptly found himself face-to-face with a glowering Bruce. "Um... hi?" he offered weakly.
Although he allowed John and Wally to enter his house, Bruce continued to glare daggers at Wally. "Listen to me and listen well. These are the ground rules: you will not use my son as a way of getting women. There will be no parties here in my home. You will not endanger my son in any way and you will not go racing off to fight any villains, no matter who or what they are. You will stay put in this manor until we return. Do I make myself perfectly clear?"
Despite his youth, Wally was nobody's fool and he certainly did not have a death wish. "Right! Understood! Loud and clear, sir!" He executed a snappy little salute. "Little dude and I shall not leave the manor."
John, innocent observer that he was, shook his head in amusement. Wally talked a good game when he was around his friends, but when he was confronted by the true power of the Dark Knight, he was just as afraid was of the Batman and the next man. "Don't worry, Bruce, I'll keep him in line."
Even though he was still opposed to the idea of entrusting his son to Wally, Bruce did feel slightly better knowing that John and Ace were going to be keeping an eye on Wally. "Well, come in then; for some reason Ianto's excited about seeing you." Bruce had given it a great deal of thought and he'd decided that Ianto was attracted to Wally because he knew that the Flash was the closest in age to him. Bruce chuckled silently; 'Closest in maturity level, that is. Actually I think Ianto is a little more mature than Wally.'
Sharing a look, Wally and John followed Bruce into the lounge. Clark looked up from his spot on the couch; he was seated next to Ianto and reading to him from a brightly coloured storybook. The moment he saw Clark dressed in a dark suit and wearing a midnight blue tie, Wally let out a wolf whistle. "Looking good," he exclaimed appreciatively.
Bruce growled menacingly as he quickly crossed over to stand next to Clark and no one could possibly miss the intensely possessive stance Bruce adopted. Wally knew immediately that he was in big trouble. 'Me and my big mouth!'
Clark knew that he had better get his lover away from Wally before he actually decided to kill the upstart young man.
Closing the storybook, Clark turned his attention to his son. "All right, Ianto, you be good for your Uncle Wally and Uncle John, okay?" he told his son softly as he kissed Ianto on the forehead.
Bruce bent down and looked Ianto in the eyes. "Now son, don't you let Wally talk you into doing anything naughty. You be a good boy and play with Ace and Krypto." Bruce wasn't taking any chances at leaving Ianto alone with his son.
Ianto looked past his father and gave his baby-sitter a big toothy grin and Wally suddenly had the awful feeling that that taking care of the spawn of the two superheroes wasn't going to be the walk in the park he'd thought it would be. 'I really hope I survive the evening!'
Bruce and Clark had only been gone for about a half-an-hour when Wally noticed something odd. Leaning in close to his fellow baby-sitter, Wally poked him in the ribs. “Is he bat-glaring at me?” he whispered to John as Ace the Bat-hound continued to glare at him.
Glancing over at Bruce's dog, the Green Lantern blinked at the very Batman-like glare the Bat-hound was giving the Speedster. “Yep! Huh, I wonder if Batman taught him to glare like that.” John wouldn't put it pass Batman to do such a thing. "You know, I don't think he likes you very much."
"Who Batman?" Wally squeaked. "Why doesn't Batman like me?"
John rolled his eyes. "The dog, Wally, I'm talking about the dog."
Wally smiled weakly. "I knew that," he mumbled sheepishly.
Ianto had no problems keeping himself amused. He was having the best time by playing with both Krypto and Ace, well, when Ace wasn't glaring at Wally that is. Sitting in a large wing chair by the fireplace, John found the whole thing very amusing and he knew that once he told Shayera about how cute Ianto was, and how subdued Wally was, he would be forgiven for breaking their date. 'Speaking of dates, I wonder how the DATE is going?' John thought with a small smile.
With Bruce's arms wrapped around him and their bodies pressed tightly together, Clark rested his cheek against Bruce's and allowed his mate to lead them around the dance floor. There was a romantic song crooning softly in the background, but the words were lost to Clark; all he could hear was Bruce's heart beating in time with his own. It was the most beautiful music he'd ever heard.
As far as Bruce was concerned, nothing felt as right as having Clark in his arms. Of course he had noticed right away the looks his Clark had been getting from the other patrons of the supper club, and he made it his mission to make sure that everyone knew Clark Kent was his and his alone. "Marry me, Clark, right now," Bruce whispered softly in Clark's ear.
Stunned, Clark pulled back from Bruce just enough that he could look him in the eyes. "Bruce? Are you sure?" Nothing would make him happier than to be Bruce's husband.
A smile that very few were ever fortunate enough to see graced Bruce's face. "I'm sure. You are mine, Clark, just as I am yours and I want everyone to know."
With tears of pure joy shining in his eyes, Clark brushed his lips against Bruce's in a tender kiss. "That's all I want as well, my love. Yes, I'll marry you, Bruce."
As their lips met in a second and much deeper kiss, the whole world faded away until it was just them lost in the moment of pure happiness.
Several miles away, Ianto paused in his play with his dog-friends; he looked up at nothing in particular and a smile of absolute joy and contentment lit up his face.
In a whirlwind move, Bruce and Clark ran off to Las Vegas, the wedding capital of the world, to get married; neither man wanted a big fuss. They were well aware of the fact that the moment the rest of their family learned of their elopement, all hell would break loose, especially amongst the woman, and a second, smaller wedding would be planned.
Bruce was busy making plans and reservation for their belated honeymoon while Clark was working on the invitations for his and Bruce's second wedding. He'd just finished addressing and stamping envelope when he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. Turning around, he was met by one of a parent's proudest moments.
"Bruce! Look!" Clark cried out happily. "Ianto's walking!" The Man of Steel was completely enraptured by the sight of the toddler lifting his foot and taking a wobbly step forward with a look of pure determination on his face.
Out of the corner of his eye, Clark spotted Kara drop the invitations she was working on, zoom away and then quickly return with a video camera, which she handed to Barbara. Clearly she didn't trust herself not to break the camera, but at the moment Clark wasn't interested in what the women were doing; Ianto had all of his attention.
Kneeling down just a few feet away from the little boy, Clark opened up his arms to Ianto. "That's it, Yan, come to daddy!" He felt Bruce come to stand behind him and he felt his heart swell with joy, knowing that his partner, his husband, was also watching their son.
Slowly and with a few near falls, Ianto crossed the small distance between him and his daddies. A bright smile graced his lips as he fell into Clark's loving arms and he shrieked with laughter as Clark spun him around. When they came to a stop next to Bruce, Ianto began babbling excitedly as he patted Clark’s face with one hand and clutched Bruce's sleeve with the other.
"It seems Ianto's making sure he can fulfill his role as ring bearer for the wedding," Dick said with a soft smile.
Smiling proudly, Clark held Ianto tighter. "That's my little boy!" He'd been so afraid that he would miss these special moments when Ianto would take his first step or talk for the very first time. J'onn had continued his examination of Ianto's DNA, and he had revised his original prognosis regarding Ianto's future. He had called Wayne Manor the night before, predicting that by his seventh birthday, Ianto would be a full-grown adult. Given that his son now faced an extremely short childhood, Clark planned on savouring every single one of these special moments.