Shut Up and Kiss Me

Clark was working in the barn stacking hay when she blew into town. He couldn't stand her. She was the most bossy, stuck up, rude woman he knew.

"Hey Smallville. I see you haven't ditched the whole farm boy getup."

"Lois." he grimaced at her smirk, "You'll be happy to know that I have recently added a non-flannel shirt to my closet."

"Aw, little Clarkie is growing up." She chirped in an annoying baby voice, "Hachoo! Hey Shelby. Can't say I missed you." Lois grumbled toward the golden retriever circling her legs as Clark stifled a chuckle. Lois shot him a glare when he failed to do so.

"So, Lois, what are you doing back in Smallville?"

She smirked at him. "It almost sounds like you are disappointed to see me Smallville. I'm hurt." She pouted sarcastically. He stared at her to continue, "I'm here to see Chloe." Another stare, "Fine, you know you don't have to be so annoying. Wipe that smirk off your face." The smirk grew as he waited for her answer. "The truth is that I don't know why I'm back. Whenever I'm here there is nothing but weirdness, trouble, and danger. Yet I can't seem to stay away."

Clark's smirk softened into a smile. "I missed you too, Lois." She playfully rolled her eyes at him and punched his arm. Lois turned away from him and went up into the loft, Clark followed her. "So are you staying at the Talon with Chloe?" he asked as she looked out the window.

"No, two people can only live together for so long in a one bedroom apartment before you start feeling claustrophobic." She smiled to herself, "Besides, your mom already offered to let me stay here."

Clark laughs at this. "Yeah right." Lois smirks, "Seriously?" her smirk grows at his face that clearly asks Why me? and nods.

Later that night in the house Mrs. Kent is making dinner when Chloe walks in. "Hey Mrs. K."

"Hey Chloe. Clark and Lois are in the living room."

"Okay thanks." She walked into the living room to see Lois and Clark bickering as usual. She rolled her eyes as she greeted them, "Will you two stop bickering and admit you like each other!" they both froze and stared at Chloe with a look that radiated WTF. "I just sounded like Jimmy didn't I?" they nodded, "Sorry."

"It was bound to happen since you got engaged to the guy." Lois shrugged it off. "Just don't do it again, I mean why do people think Smallville and I belong together? We are polar opposites. He's the Boy Scout farm boy that has never been outside of Kansas and I'm a-"

"Annoyingly rude army brat who can't sit still for one second." Clark interrupts, causing Lois to glare at him.

"Thanks, Smallville. You see Chloe we are opposites."

"Yet you are so much alike." They both stare at her questioningly. "Oh come on, everybody sees it. Even though you guys act like you hate each other we can see that you are good friends and would drop everything to help the other, if they needed it. You are both willing to go to great lengths to find the truth and to help others. So, yes, you do have your differences, who doesn't, but you are also more alike than you give yourselves credit for." Lois and Clark stare at her speechless, "Oh I got to go, Jimmy is taking me out to dinner tonight. See you guys later." She says looking at her watch then walking out the door.

"Lois can I come into my bedroom?" Clark asks the door as he knocks. There was a pause before the door opened to reveal Lois in her pajamas, a pair of sweat pants and one of Clark's flannel shirts.

"Come on in Smallville."

"Why is it that whenever you stay here you get my room and I'm stuck on the couch?" Clark asks pushing past her, into the room and toward his dresser.

"I'm sorry to tell you this, but you're just going to have to come to terms with the fact that your mom likes me better than you." She smiled at him and he rolled his eyes.

"Very funny."

"Thanks, I try." He rolled his eyes again, and they settled on his shirt that she was wearing.

"For someone who doesn't like flannel, you seem to really like wearing my flannel shirts."

"I never said that I don't like flannel, I simply said that you wear too much. Besides, it makes for really comfy pajamas." Clark finished grabbing a pillow and blanket for the couch and his pajamas and headed toward the door.

"Goodnight Lois."

"Sweet dreams Smallville." She responded closing the door behind him.