My Crazy Life

A/N: This is my first attempt at mpreg; I don't usually do these kinds of stories but I got an idea for one, so please be gentle!

Summary: Ever wondered what would happen if Lex got exposed to the meteor rocks?

Chapter 1

Changes. It was a word many people hated and Clark Kent wasn't any different. He'd started noticing the changes in his friends attitude suddenly and became afraid. One minute Lex was extremely happy, the next his attitude would totally change and he'd start snapping at everyone, start throwing things. Lex had become very angry recently, something Clark had trouble understanding; he'd never seen his friend so upset. At one point, Lex has even gone as far as forbidding Clark to come within three feet of the mansion.

Now, here he was, standing in the doorway to one of the many bathrooms in the Luthor mansion watching Lex throw up everything he'd eaten that day. "Are you alright?" he asked weakly, his voice topped with concern. For someone who had all the power in the world, at this moment he felt powerless to help his friend when Lex needed it most.

"Do I look alright? I think it's the flu. You should go home Clark, I don't need for you to get sick as well."

Clark frowned slightly. "The flu? Lex, you've been sick for close to two months now, you should go see a doctor."

"Forget it Clark," Lex said, adamantly shaking his head. "You know I hate doctors, and besides, they'll just think that I'm going crazy and lock me in Belle Reeve again; I don't want that."

"Neither do I," Clark agreed. "But Lex, you're sick and you need proper care. At least go for me," he pouted, giving Lex the puppy dog eyes he always gave him when he wanted something from the older man.

Lex tested his shaking legs, standing up and slowly walking over to Clark. He placed his arms around his waist and quickly pecked a kiss on the other boy's lips. "I love you Clark, but no doctors."

Clark sighed. "Alright," he reluctantly agreed. "But if you continue to get sicker Lex, promise me you'll have a doctor check you out."

Lex relented. "I'll fly in the best doctors from Metropolis," he assured him. "Now go home Clark, I'll be fine. Besides, I've always been able to take care of myself."

"If you're sure you're okay..." Clark replied reluctantly, moving away from the older man's embrace and heading toward the door. "Promise you'll call me if you need anything? I don't care what time of day or night it is." he said.

Lex nodded. "I promise," he said. "In fact, as soon as you leave, I'm going to bed."

"Alright. I love you, Lex."

"I love you too Clark, have a good night."