Title: Faded Aphrodisiac

Author: Moon-Memory

Disclaimer: If I owned it... Things would be ALOT different... Like the whole Chlois thing, that would be a reality...

Rating:M for mature themes ahead.

Summary: Chloe Sullivan was forcefully ripped from the world she knew and loved and pressured into ruling one she knew nothing about, with a tyrannic husband and no connection to home Chloe struggles to live her life. Will she ever be happy and can she ever truly accept that Krypton is now her home, and the insufferable man that makes her heart beat faster and her anger rise is now her husband?

Warnings/spoilers: Angst, sexual implications, medium violence and supernatural themes.

Pairings: All

Note: This is my first long, independent story so I would LOVE reviews because they seem to be trickling out so... If I don't get them I stop writing this is REALLY simple. And this story is going to be angsty, I love Chlark but I just don't see myself making this easy for them, and with Elizabeth (my twin) in hospital I am forcing my soul into this project to stop my going mad... So review or I come and kneecap you or stop writing... Whatever... And sorry this is so short... It's kinda just to kick it off...

Prologue

The night was silent and cold.

Chloe wrapped the blanket around her shoulders tighter as she gazed onto the castle grounds in despair. She wasn't ready for this, she hadn't planned for it and she sure as hell hadn't asked for it… She didn't want to be everyone's sacrifice she had simply wanted them to look at her and know she was making a difference… Just not by leading and governing a world of people who were more advanced then she was and would use her as a political puppet and would jeer at her behind her back…

They had refused to allow her any comfort of her home life, she wasn't allowed any of her books on fairytales or history… She wasn't allowed to bring anything that could trigger homesickness… She was cut off from her old world and thrust into a life where she had to learn to cope with everything being changed and morphed into some horrifying, twisted version of a storybook. She pulled her knees closer and leaned her blond hair against the windows, sighing softly as the puffs hit the pain and fogged up before disappearing.

She didn't understand how it had come to this.

Everything had been going so well, she had gotten her dream job at the Planet and worked her way up. She had a stable home life and admittedly no love life but who had needed that when everything else she had ever wanted had been in her grasp, only to be traded of to the Kryptonian's because they had needed an alliance sealer and lucky Chloe had been the one they picked. Excuse her for not feeling overjoyed it's just no one had asked her how she was feeling…

Which was not happy.

Her experience of the castle so far had actually made her almost nauseous with the labyrinth of stone and perfectly paced windows, the cold grey and systematic way in which it was built was terrifying and made her feel completely out of place. Not that the snide remarks and pitying looks that seemed to alternate her way weren't enough. The paths outside her window had twisted and turned into a maze and just past that a lake glistened in the moonlight, the white mixing within the inky blue and forming a beautiful mixture that Chloe had never seen on Earth before. It was beautiful in both the daylight with it's lighting making it seem warm and the moonlight that made it seem ethereal and enchanting. But of course she couldn't go out. It was just to dangerous for a Earth girl like her.

Or so her new bodyguard had said. Well, he wasn't really her bodyguard. He was the commander of the army and Chloe had taken it upon herself to either annoy or question him on exactly how this society worked, however when he left she was alone in her ivory tower… Which she still couldn't believe they had actually put her in. The leaves were different shape, more of a twisted circle then the leaves they had on Earth. It climbed up her tower and twisted around her window. Chloe knew that she wasn't going to be here forever, that it should feel stupid that she feels like she has been.

"Rapunzel, Rapunzel let down your hair." Her murmur was soft and faded into the still night like a wisp of smoke, her feet were beginning to freeze so she tucked her feet within the blanket trying to keep the flimsy pink slippers on her feet. She would admit pink didn't look horrible on her, she wasn't rushing out to restock her wardrobe but it didn't look bad.

Her blond hair was hanging by the sides of her face and her blond eyes watched the blue hues of the outside world with little interest, her whole life was going up in flames and she was going to be pushed into a life of sacrifice and self-humiliation. A life where she was going to be looked down as inferior and yet she was going to be a queen, a leader who was probably never going to make a difference and was going to have to behave like an obedient puppy to a man who probably wasn't even worthy of her spit.

He was handsome, what little she glimpsed of him from outside of her window on a cloudless day. He was walking with Oliver. The sun had hit the water and reflected across his face illuminating it. He had looked perfect to her for a minute, an irresistible minute she had considered a forever. But then a big dose of reality hit her, she wasn't even close to being a princess. Not like Lana was, or Lois.

Oh God, Lois…

They had agreed to be there when the other was married, Lois was meant to be standing right next to her in a dress that Chloe could almost swear made her look better then Chloe. Lois was meant to be making teasing threats with her new husband as they talked about their new house and when 'Aunty Lois' will be allowed over, that this wasn't 3 o'clock in the morning….

It just wasn't fair!

Lois and her had been planning this since they were old enough to talk, going to the Planet and living next door to each other with the kids playing around… That had been the dream!

She was getting married.

Chloe had always thought that when she got married she would be in love, it would be in a church in Metropolis with the windows pouring in light as she stood across from the guy of her dreams with family and friends cheering her on. Instead she was getting married on some far away planet and was, straight after she was married, expected to run a country almost flawlessly if her husband wished.

Or he could give her no control over her life, or any over the country.

That thought mad panic set in the pit of her stomach, it began to boil and she had to throw a hand over her mouth to stop herself throwing up or screaming… No control, over her life? Being told how to live day after day with people's constant demands and never being able to make one of her own, they had sent Chloe to Hell. She was going to die here if she was forced to live like that, placed on a pedestal so high that no one she knew could find her, no one would see her internally screaming.

She wanted to go home.

She longed for the days were she had curled up in Jimmy's arms in front of a fire and talked about Lex Luthor's latest babe, the weather or any possible leads they had. She missed his slow southern drawl, the way he had forever been taking those stupid photos with his camera and the way a smile would joust blossom across his face if all his photos came out just the way he wanted them. And then he would run up to her and Lois, arms flaying and people moving out of the way to avoid him and his ridiculous ties, Lois would laugh and make some snarky remark….

Things had been far simpler when she was in high school, when all she had to do was make fun of someone because they loved their shoes but only liked their backpack. Now she was thrust into a world that was light-years more advanced then hers, she was a reporter not a queen and she had never claimed otherwise.

She didn't really notice that her eyelids were dropping until the last second…

Chloe watched as he slid his eyes shut and grasped onto her lightly, he touched her like she was a goddess, like she was made of fine china that had to be cradled and cared for… That she was everything she wanted, needed, everything he wanted to be.

"I burn, I pine, I ache for you." His breath tickled across her neck softly, she gasped as his fingers trailed across her bare stomach making it tingle and ache for more contact. How much had they had to drink tonight? One glass? Fifty? They night seemed to swirl together in a swirl of dancing, which she had found out that it didn't matter if she could or couldn't dance because he could, soft singing and whispered words of worship and soon to be added to the list sex. The whole night was a wonderful colourful blur and yet Chloe felt herself wanting it to remain that way in the morning.

He silently looked at her and she brushed his hair off his forehead and kissed him softly showing him it was okay to go further. His beautiful soulful blue eyes, such a contrast to her almost green ones. His dark brown hair almost polar opposite of her blond, his broody, soldier-like attitude in response to her bright, calming nature.

"You know this is a dream?"

"Yes." Her words were sad and resigned, knowing she was going to have to awaken to a world where she had never met this mysterious lover and she was in fact meeting this man who had no love for her or her people.

"I will find you."

"It may be too late."

"It will never be too late for the two of us, never say that and never give up hope." His eyes looked into her pleadingly. "I don't think I could stand it if you ever left my dreams." He was kissing her softly as the sounds of a knocking interrupted them.

"What is that sound?"

She woke with a jerk.

The hills in the distance began to become smoky pink, the touches of dew on the wood windowsill perked up and reflected the outside world from within a shimmering globe and Chloe could feel herself begin to freeze inside, she was going to be married today. Married to some exotic prince and there was nothing she could do about it…

The needs of the many after all.