Title: Electric blue eyes
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Clark/Lex
Summary: this story is slightly AU. It takes place during the beginning of the SECOND season. Clark has been having strange feelings lately. Clark and Lex have been two people who could never find trust or love. Could they find love in each other's eyes?
AUTHOR"S NOTE: This is my first Smallville fan fic. This is also my first attempt at slash. It does take place in the beginning of the second season. I really would appricate reviews. Then I could see if this is going in the right direction and if people like it. So here's to the first chapter and tell me what you think.
DISCLAIMER: the characters of Smallville do not belong to me. Although I would mind taking Lex (played by the lovely Michael Rosenbaum) of their hands. :)
Electric blue eyes Chapter One
The bright sun had barely hit the blue sky when a pair of green eyes opened wide. They gazed around the dimly lit barn and slowly adjusted to the dark. The young boy with green eyes realized he had fallen asleep on the loft couch. Slowly he lifted himself up from the couch. He cursed slightly as he tripped over his school books. It wasen't even a school day and he was up before dawn.
"Clark?" The young Kent heard his father's voice drift up to his loft. "I'm here dad." he answered back. Soon Clark saw his father's figrue reach the top of the stairs. "What are you doing up so early son? Did you fall asleep up here?" Clark sighed and ran a hand through his dark almost black hair. "Yeah I guess so. Well since i'm up I should probably get started on my chores." Clark started to move past his father when he laid a hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright son? I've noticed you've been distant lately." Clark offered his best know-it-all smile. "Yeah i'm fine dad."
"Hey Clark!" Clark had heard the light blue porche before it even appeared before him. "Hey Lex." Clark watched as the older boy got out of the car. He was dressed in his usual black duster, purpled dress shirt, and black slacks. He watched as his ice blue eyes sparkled as he smirked. Clark felt an odd knot in his stomach at this. "New car?" he asked his voice squeaking slightly. He watched Lex laugh. "Yeah. I figured it was time for a new one since I trashed the other."
Clark remembered what Lex was referring to. A day that had brought unsurfaced secrets and Lex into this life. "Yeah." was all he could offer. Lex watched Clark pick up a hammer to continue fixing the fence. He saw an uneasiness come over his face. "You alright Clark?" Clark looked over his shoulder and smiled. "Yeah fine. Why are you here Lex?" he asked.
Lex frowned as he remembered why he drove out here in the first place. "Actually I wanted to talk to your mother. I'm hosting a business dinner at the mansion and could use some of her produce." Clark smiled slightly. "Yeah she's in the house. You can go in ahead up." Clark turned back to the fence and swallowed the lump in his throat. Lex frowned again and headed towards the house.
"What the hell was that all about?" Lex thought as he roared out of the Kent farm. He was used to Mr. Kent's odd looks and tendancy to ignore him. He just wasn't used to getting it from his friend Clark. Maybe he had finally turned against him. He was so used to people abandoning him. Why should Clark be any different? His mind roared at him to shut up. He was always being so damn paranoid.
Slowly but surely the Luthor Manor came into view. He felt his heart sinking. He was turning twenty two next week and he wasn't close to where he wanted to be. He never wanted to turn into his father or be in his line of work. But it's what he was good at. And if you are a Luthor you shut your mouth and stuck to what you were good at.
Lex parked his car in the manor's long driveway and slowly pulled himself out. Sometimes he dreaded coming home to this place. He hated coming home alone. Sure the manor had it's share of employees. But he couldn't talk to them. They didn't understand him. They actually did their best to avoid him. He felt so alone here. He could scream at the top of his lungs in his room and no one downstairs would ever hear him. He found himself screaming sometimes. Screaming in frustration, loneliness, and pain.
Lex slowly made his was into the library. He grabbed a blue bottle of mineral water and the pool balls for a solo game. He found that most of the stuff he did in his life was done solo. He grabbed his pool cue and was about to break when he heard someone enter the room. Slowly he turned around and saw the beautiful form of sixteen year old Chloe Sullivan. Her short blond hair matched her spunky attitude. He always admired her.
Lex lowered his pool cue and put on his most polite smile. He watched her shift her weight from one foot to the other. He could tell she was very nervous. "Um, Mr. Luthor. Your security guard said it was ok if I came up." Lex smirked again and moved closer to her. "Please, it's Lex. How can I help you Chloe?" He watched her smile slightly and handed him a blue folder. "Um, Lana's in Metropolis with her aunt for the weekend. She asked me if I could drop off the monthly tax bills for the Talon." Lex took the blue folder from her hand and smiled. "Thanks Chloe." She smiled at him nervously and then walked out the door.
Lex had that affect on people. He either pissed them off or made them extremely nervous. Hell, he did it to himself sometimes. He was about to return to his game when he heard someone else enter the room. "Did you forget something Chloe?" he offered. He was only met by the sarcastic tone of his father. "Bopping the young one's now Lex?" Lex turned and offered his father a frown. "What are you doing here dad? Aren't you supposed to be in metropolis?"
Lionel Luthor took off his dark sunglasses and stuck them in his coat pocket. "I thought I'd come and spend some quality time with my son." Lex broke the pool balls on the table and watched a solid fall into the side pocket. "Something tells me your here to make sure I don't screw up this business dinner. I'm sorry dad. But you don't own LexCorp. There's no need for ou to be here."
By the time that Clark made his way to the library door he heard the full blown arguement inside. He heard Lex's raised voice and the familar voice of his father Lionel Luthor. Clark stood outside the door for a while. It got quiet for a while and he swore he heard clinking of some sort. He didn't even know why he was still standing here. He should have left long ago. He just wanted to apologize to Lex for the way he had acted that morning. It was the first time that Clark had ever felt nervous around Lex.
Clark was quickly shaken out of his thoughts. He was shaken by a loud scream from Lex inside the library. "Lex!" Clark burst through the door to find Lex leaning against the wall by the pool table. He was grasping tightly to his side. He looked to his side to see Lionel dressed in a fencing outfit. He only offered a smirk and a few words before he exited the library.
Clark made his way over to Lex. "Are you alright Lex?" Lex lifted his hand from his side. Clark saw blood making his shirt a darker shade of purple. "Geez Lex. What happened? Where's your first aid kit?" Lex offered his worried friend a soft smirk. He looked closer and saw the worry saturate Clark's big green eyes. "I'm fine Clark." he found his voice to be slightly scratchy. "The first aid kit is in the kitchen. But i'm sure I can take care of this on my own." Before Lex could say another word Clark was already heading for the door.
Clark found himself using superspeed to get to the kitchen two floors below. It seemed he was back at his friend's side before Lex could blink. Lex slowly and painfully removed his shirt. Clark felt a knot in his stomach return and sheepishly handed him the white first aid box. "What's the matter Kent? You afraid you'll melt if you touch me?" Clark smiled akwardly and stumbled over his words. "No. It's just I don't like blood." He heard Lex laugh slightly. "And here I thought you were made of steel Clark."
Clark regained his composure and watched Lex tend to the small surface wound. "What happened Lex?" Lex took Clark's hand and told him to hold the bandage on while he taped it. Clark felt a heat rise in the pit of his stomach. He didn't know where it came from or what it meant. "My father likes to sometimes slove problems by fencing. Well I decided to be stubborn and not put on the fencing clothes. I'm so tired of the fighting with my father. Well, he took that as a weakness and here I am."
Clark pulled his hand back to his side as Lex stood up. Clark found himself trying to avoid looking at Lex's bare upper half. But from what he saw Lex was skinny but built. He looked like he could take care of himself. "Well you should be more careful Lex. You really could have gotten hurt worse." Lex cocked his head to the side and gave Clark an amused smirk. "Well geex Kent. I didn't know you cared so much." Lex said with an amused tone in his voice. "I'm serious Lex." Clark barked back. "Well don't get girly on me now Clark." Clark looked at Lex and the amused look never left Lex's eyes.
Clark used his superspeed to make it back home to the farm. It was then that he decided to engross himself in the farm's many chores. As he started to pound logs of firewood he kept getting flashes of his hurt friend. The flashes came with the same uneasy knot in his stomach. It was the same feeling that he had gotten all day. But it seemed to only happen when he was face to face with Lex. This was weird all by it's own.
Normally he would have gone to the Talon. He would have lost himself in the converstation and company of his friends Lana, Chloe, and Pete. But Lana was in Metropolis until tomorrow. Chloe was constantly engrossed in the Torch and he hadn't seen much of her lately. Pete was spending the day with his brothers.
Clark took a moment and rested on the stairs to his loft. He began to think back on the incident with Lex earlier. He had no idea how to process this one. Clark had been feeling odd around Lex lately and he really didn't know why. He wasn't afraid of blood so he didn't know why he was so nervous to help his friend. When he had held that bandage in place against Lex's injured skin, he felt he was going to explode. And he didn't know why. This had never happened before.
He only knew that when Lex had grabbed his hand Clark felt a heat overwhelm him. He noticed for the first time how soft Lex's skin was. He noticed how fragile he was. Lex wasn't made of steel. Lex could break. And as Lex made him hold that bandage against his soft skin Clark swore he felt Lex breaking. Lex was sometimes just as secretive as he was. Sometimes Clark just wanted to know what his secrets were. Clark's own body and mind was keeping secrets from him and he didn't know what.
Clark found his way into the hammock he had put in his loft. He just wanted to close his eyes. He wanted the ramblings of his mind to drift away. Clark flung his arm over his eyes and sunk deeper into sleep.
Lex lay in bed that night. He soaked in the darkness and looked up at the ceiling. He pulled the black silk sheet up to his chin and sighed. He was so tired of being alone in this world. Most people would have said he had everything. Money, friends and family. Well he had cared for only two people in his life. His mother but she was gone now and a sixteen year old boy who didn't understand him. He tried to love his father but his father always did something to burn him.
Lex absentmindly ran his fingertips over the bandage on his lower abdomen. He thought back to the look in the young Kent's eyes when he saw that he was hurt. He had never seen that look from anyone. It made a feeling rise all the way from the pit of his stomach and rest on his heart. Maybe he really did have everything in the world. Because you really had everything when you have a friend who cares.
Lex always felt protective of the boy. Even when he knew that Clark was keeping secrets from him. He had never had anyone in his life before like Clark. When Clark had saved his life that day at the bridge the snob in him felt obligated to befriend him. But then Lex realized what a truly remarkable young man Clark was. Lex had grown to treasure his friendship. Sometimes he felt himself seeking approval in the young man's eyes. He knew that he could never live up to Clark. Clark was something that Lex wanted to be all his life. Bu he knew he could never be like Clark.
Strangely Lex could find that sometimes he felt something surge through him when Clark looked at him with those big green eyes. Lex couldn't put his finger on what it was. But he had felt it again this afternoon when Clark had rushed to his side. Lex really was lucky to have Clark as his friend. He admired the boy deeply maybe even loved? "Dammit Lex." he mumbled as he pushed the sheets aside and rose out of bed.
Lex pushed open the doors to the balcony and shivered when the wind hit his naked torso. He folded his arms around himself and peered out on the grounds of the manor. His mind had been driving him crazy lately and he couldn't make any stable thoughts. Why had his mind drifted to a thought like that? It was crazy. He shivered again at the cold wind as his eyes caught something moving near the grounds. He focused and realized before the figure ran in the opposite direction, who it was. Question was, what was Clark Kent doing here in the middle of the night?
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Clark/Lex
Summary: this story is slightly AU. It takes place during the beginning of the SECOND season. Clark has been having strange feelings lately. Clark and Lex have been two people who could never find trust or love. Could they find love in each other's eyes?
AUTHOR"S NOTE: This is my first Smallville fan fic. This is also my first attempt at slash. It does take place in the beginning of the second season. I really would appricate reviews. Then I could see if this is going in the right direction and if people like it. So here's to the first chapter and tell me what you think.
DISCLAIMER: the characters of Smallville do not belong to me. Although I would mind taking Lex (played by the lovely Michael Rosenbaum) of their hands. :)
Electric blue eyes Chapter One
The bright sun had barely hit the blue sky when a pair of green eyes opened wide. They gazed around the dimly lit barn and slowly adjusted to the dark. The young boy with green eyes realized he had fallen asleep on the loft couch. Slowly he lifted himself up from the couch. He cursed slightly as he tripped over his school books. It wasen't even a school day and he was up before dawn.
"Clark?" The young Kent heard his father's voice drift up to his loft. "I'm here dad." he answered back. Soon Clark saw his father's figrue reach the top of the stairs. "What are you doing up so early son? Did you fall asleep up here?" Clark sighed and ran a hand through his dark almost black hair. "Yeah I guess so. Well since i'm up I should probably get started on my chores." Clark started to move past his father when he laid a hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright son? I've noticed you've been distant lately." Clark offered his best know-it-all smile. "Yeah i'm fine dad."
"Hey Clark!" Clark had heard the light blue porche before it even appeared before him. "Hey Lex." Clark watched as the older boy got out of the car. He was dressed in his usual black duster, purpled dress shirt, and black slacks. He watched as his ice blue eyes sparkled as he smirked. Clark felt an odd knot in his stomach at this. "New car?" he asked his voice squeaking slightly. He watched Lex laugh. "Yeah. I figured it was time for a new one since I trashed the other."
Clark remembered what Lex was referring to. A day that had brought unsurfaced secrets and Lex into this life. "Yeah." was all he could offer. Lex watched Clark pick up a hammer to continue fixing the fence. He saw an uneasiness come over his face. "You alright Clark?" Clark looked over his shoulder and smiled. "Yeah fine. Why are you here Lex?" he asked.
Lex frowned as he remembered why he drove out here in the first place. "Actually I wanted to talk to your mother. I'm hosting a business dinner at the mansion and could use some of her produce." Clark smiled slightly. "Yeah she's in the house. You can go in ahead up." Clark turned back to the fence and swallowed the lump in his throat. Lex frowned again and headed towards the house.
"What the hell was that all about?" Lex thought as he roared out of the Kent farm. He was used to Mr. Kent's odd looks and tendancy to ignore him. He just wasn't used to getting it from his friend Clark. Maybe he had finally turned against him. He was so used to people abandoning him. Why should Clark be any different? His mind roared at him to shut up. He was always being so damn paranoid.
Slowly but surely the Luthor Manor came into view. He felt his heart sinking. He was turning twenty two next week and he wasn't close to where he wanted to be. He never wanted to turn into his father or be in his line of work. But it's what he was good at. And if you are a Luthor you shut your mouth and stuck to what you were good at.
Lex parked his car in the manor's long driveway and slowly pulled himself out. Sometimes he dreaded coming home to this place. He hated coming home alone. Sure the manor had it's share of employees. But he couldn't talk to them. They didn't understand him. They actually did their best to avoid him. He felt so alone here. He could scream at the top of his lungs in his room and no one downstairs would ever hear him. He found himself screaming sometimes. Screaming in frustration, loneliness, and pain.
Lex slowly made his was into the library. He grabbed a blue bottle of mineral water and the pool balls for a solo game. He found that most of the stuff he did in his life was done solo. He grabbed his pool cue and was about to break when he heard someone enter the room. Slowly he turned around and saw the beautiful form of sixteen year old Chloe Sullivan. Her short blond hair matched her spunky attitude. He always admired her.
Lex lowered his pool cue and put on his most polite smile. He watched her shift her weight from one foot to the other. He could tell she was very nervous. "Um, Mr. Luthor. Your security guard said it was ok if I came up." Lex smirked again and moved closer to her. "Please, it's Lex. How can I help you Chloe?" He watched her smile slightly and handed him a blue folder. "Um, Lana's in Metropolis with her aunt for the weekend. She asked me if I could drop off the monthly tax bills for the Talon." Lex took the blue folder from her hand and smiled. "Thanks Chloe." She smiled at him nervously and then walked out the door.
Lex had that affect on people. He either pissed them off or made them extremely nervous. Hell, he did it to himself sometimes. He was about to return to his game when he heard someone else enter the room. "Did you forget something Chloe?" he offered. He was only met by the sarcastic tone of his father. "Bopping the young one's now Lex?" Lex turned and offered his father a frown. "What are you doing here dad? Aren't you supposed to be in metropolis?"
Lionel Luthor took off his dark sunglasses and stuck them in his coat pocket. "I thought I'd come and spend some quality time with my son." Lex broke the pool balls on the table and watched a solid fall into the side pocket. "Something tells me your here to make sure I don't screw up this business dinner. I'm sorry dad. But you don't own LexCorp. There's no need for ou to be here."
By the time that Clark made his way to the library door he heard the full blown arguement inside. He heard Lex's raised voice and the familar voice of his father Lionel Luthor. Clark stood outside the door for a while. It got quiet for a while and he swore he heard clinking of some sort. He didn't even know why he was still standing here. He should have left long ago. He just wanted to apologize to Lex for the way he had acted that morning. It was the first time that Clark had ever felt nervous around Lex.
Clark was quickly shaken out of his thoughts. He was shaken by a loud scream from Lex inside the library. "Lex!" Clark burst through the door to find Lex leaning against the wall by the pool table. He was grasping tightly to his side. He looked to his side to see Lionel dressed in a fencing outfit. He only offered a smirk and a few words before he exited the library.
Clark made his way over to Lex. "Are you alright Lex?" Lex lifted his hand from his side. Clark saw blood making his shirt a darker shade of purple. "Geez Lex. What happened? Where's your first aid kit?" Lex offered his worried friend a soft smirk. He looked closer and saw the worry saturate Clark's big green eyes. "I'm fine Clark." he found his voice to be slightly scratchy. "The first aid kit is in the kitchen. But i'm sure I can take care of this on my own." Before Lex could say another word Clark was already heading for the door.
Clark found himself using superspeed to get to the kitchen two floors below. It seemed he was back at his friend's side before Lex could blink. Lex slowly and painfully removed his shirt. Clark felt a knot in his stomach return and sheepishly handed him the white first aid box. "What's the matter Kent? You afraid you'll melt if you touch me?" Clark smiled akwardly and stumbled over his words. "No. It's just I don't like blood." He heard Lex laugh slightly. "And here I thought you were made of steel Clark."
Clark regained his composure and watched Lex tend to the small surface wound. "What happened Lex?" Lex took Clark's hand and told him to hold the bandage on while he taped it. Clark felt a heat rise in the pit of his stomach. He didn't know where it came from or what it meant. "My father likes to sometimes slove problems by fencing. Well I decided to be stubborn and not put on the fencing clothes. I'm so tired of the fighting with my father. Well, he took that as a weakness and here I am."
Clark pulled his hand back to his side as Lex stood up. Clark found himself trying to avoid looking at Lex's bare upper half. But from what he saw Lex was skinny but built. He looked like he could take care of himself. "Well you should be more careful Lex. You really could have gotten hurt worse." Lex cocked his head to the side and gave Clark an amused smirk. "Well geex Kent. I didn't know you cared so much." Lex said with an amused tone in his voice. "I'm serious Lex." Clark barked back. "Well don't get girly on me now Clark." Clark looked at Lex and the amused look never left Lex's eyes.
Clark used his superspeed to make it back home to the farm. It was then that he decided to engross himself in the farm's many chores. As he started to pound logs of firewood he kept getting flashes of his hurt friend. The flashes came with the same uneasy knot in his stomach. It was the same feeling that he had gotten all day. But it seemed to only happen when he was face to face with Lex. This was weird all by it's own.
Normally he would have gone to the Talon. He would have lost himself in the converstation and company of his friends Lana, Chloe, and Pete. But Lana was in Metropolis until tomorrow. Chloe was constantly engrossed in the Torch and he hadn't seen much of her lately. Pete was spending the day with his brothers.
Clark took a moment and rested on the stairs to his loft. He began to think back on the incident with Lex earlier. He had no idea how to process this one. Clark had been feeling odd around Lex lately and he really didn't know why. He wasn't afraid of blood so he didn't know why he was so nervous to help his friend. When he had held that bandage in place against Lex's injured skin, he felt he was going to explode. And he didn't know why. This had never happened before.
He only knew that when Lex had grabbed his hand Clark felt a heat overwhelm him. He noticed for the first time how soft Lex's skin was. He noticed how fragile he was. Lex wasn't made of steel. Lex could break. And as Lex made him hold that bandage against his soft skin Clark swore he felt Lex breaking. Lex was sometimes just as secretive as he was. Sometimes Clark just wanted to know what his secrets were. Clark's own body and mind was keeping secrets from him and he didn't know what.
Clark found his way into the hammock he had put in his loft. He just wanted to close his eyes. He wanted the ramblings of his mind to drift away. Clark flung his arm over his eyes and sunk deeper into sleep.
Lex lay in bed that night. He soaked in the darkness and looked up at the ceiling. He pulled the black silk sheet up to his chin and sighed. He was so tired of being alone in this world. Most people would have said he had everything. Money, friends and family. Well he had cared for only two people in his life. His mother but she was gone now and a sixteen year old boy who didn't understand him. He tried to love his father but his father always did something to burn him.
Lex absentmindly ran his fingertips over the bandage on his lower abdomen. He thought back to the look in the young Kent's eyes when he saw that he was hurt. He had never seen that look from anyone. It made a feeling rise all the way from the pit of his stomach and rest on his heart. Maybe he really did have everything in the world. Because you really had everything when you have a friend who cares.
Lex always felt protective of the boy. Even when he knew that Clark was keeping secrets from him. He had never had anyone in his life before like Clark. When Clark had saved his life that day at the bridge the snob in him felt obligated to befriend him. But then Lex realized what a truly remarkable young man Clark was. Lex had grown to treasure his friendship. Sometimes he felt himself seeking approval in the young man's eyes. He knew that he could never live up to Clark. Clark was something that Lex wanted to be all his life. Bu he knew he could never be like Clark.
Strangely Lex could find that sometimes he felt something surge through him when Clark looked at him with those big green eyes. Lex couldn't put his finger on what it was. But he had felt it again this afternoon when Clark had rushed to his side. Lex really was lucky to have Clark as his friend. He admired the boy deeply maybe even loved? "Dammit Lex." he mumbled as he pushed the sheets aside and rose out of bed.
Lex pushed open the doors to the balcony and shivered when the wind hit his naked torso. He folded his arms around himself and peered out on the grounds of the manor. His mind had been driving him crazy lately and he couldn't make any stable thoughts. Why had his mind drifted to a thought like that? It was crazy. He shivered again at the cold wind as his eyes caught something moving near the grounds. He focused and realized before the figure ran in the opposite direction, who it was. Question was, what was Clark Kent doing here in the middle of the night?