Well, here I go. I'm gonna do my best, this is the first fic I've ever
posted. I've written tons, but I'm gonna post this one. There's no title
yet. The rating is being set as NC-17 for later chapters if I get good
reviews. I have to tell you all, it's 2:30 am and I just pulled this out of
my head because I think Clark could do better than Lana, so we'll see.
So I don't own any of the characters in this story though I wish I did, heh.
Lex drummed his fingers on his mahogany desk which was located in his study. He really should get back to all the paperwork he had to do, but sitting around doing nothing was just so much more. enjoyable. His gaze moved from the desk to the high ceilings, down to the expensive rugs that his father had insisted on, up to those ceilings again, then back to his desk landing on the stack of papers with black ink. They screamed "read me". Unfortunately they didn't scream loud enough, because Lex stood up and walked towards the doors, but was drawn back to his desk by the ringing phone.
"Lex Luthor," He said into the receiver pleased with the icy chill that accompanied his voice.
"Lex?"
"Yes?" He wanted to ask ' is that not what I said?' but bit his tongue instead.
"It's me, Jean. Jean Harris,"
"Jean.what can I do for you?" He asked venom in his tone. How dare she phone him. It wasn't some bizarre relationship or anything, he just didn't appreciate a call from her, not now, his father must be behind it all.
"Lex, I have a big favor to ask of you," came the soft pleading voice on the other line. Yah, just what he needed.
"What is it, Jean?"
"You remember my and Paul's daughter, Rei?"
"Of course,"
"Well, lately she's been in a lot of trouble at school. Several fights, and I was wondering, since we've been so close in the past," Right, because business deals was being close, "Your father suggested that maybe she could stay with you for a while.Paul and I are just so busy right now and we can't deal with her, and since we're going to be doing a lot of business with LuthorCorp. I figured we wouldn't be imposing because Lionel okayed it,"
Great, thanks Dad, just what I wanted to be, a babysitter, "My father thought this was a good idea?"
"Yes, he said it would be good for you and you'd have more responsibility. We'd pay for everything she needs, and it would only be until March or something. I know it's only August, but she'd be there in time to start school, you'd hardly see her. And other than her explosive temper, I think she'd be no trouble for you,"
"If my father okayed this I'm sure it will be fine. When will she be coming?" asked Lex trying his very hardest to sound somewhat enthusiastic.
"Well, once we get all the schooling arrangements made and your father talks to you, she could be there September first,"
"Great,"
"Thank you so much Lex! You have no idea how much this means to us! I'll call you closer to the date and we'll make arrangements from there,"
"Of course,"
"Thanks again Lex, we'll see you soon," Jean hung the phone up.
Lex listened to the dead air a moment before slamming down the receiver with such ferocity he thought he might have broken it. Lex plopped down into his overstuffed chair and began to massage his temples. What the hell had he gotten himself into now. This would probably look good on LuthorCorp though, as if he gave a fuck.
So I don't own any of the characters in this story though I wish I did, heh.
Lex drummed his fingers on his mahogany desk which was located in his study. He really should get back to all the paperwork he had to do, but sitting around doing nothing was just so much more. enjoyable. His gaze moved from the desk to the high ceilings, down to the expensive rugs that his father had insisted on, up to those ceilings again, then back to his desk landing on the stack of papers with black ink. They screamed "read me". Unfortunately they didn't scream loud enough, because Lex stood up and walked towards the doors, but was drawn back to his desk by the ringing phone.
"Lex Luthor," He said into the receiver pleased with the icy chill that accompanied his voice.
"Lex?"
"Yes?" He wanted to ask ' is that not what I said?' but bit his tongue instead.
"It's me, Jean. Jean Harris,"
"Jean.what can I do for you?" He asked venom in his tone. How dare she phone him. It wasn't some bizarre relationship or anything, he just didn't appreciate a call from her, not now, his father must be behind it all.
"Lex, I have a big favor to ask of you," came the soft pleading voice on the other line. Yah, just what he needed.
"What is it, Jean?"
"You remember my and Paul's daughter, Rei?"
"Of course,"
"Well, lately she's been in a lot of trouble at school. Several fights, and I was wondering, since we've been so close in the past," Right, because business deals was being close, "Your father suggested that maybe she could stay with you for a while.Paul and I are just so busy right now and we can't deal with her, and since we're going to be doing a lot of business with LuthorCorp. I figured we wouldn't be imposing because Lionel okayed it,"
Great, thanks Dad, just what I wanted to be, a babysitter, "My father thought this was a good idea?"
"Yes, he said it would be good for you and you'd have more responsibility. We'd pay for everything she needs, and it would only be until March or something. I know it's only August, but she'd be there in time to start school, you'd hardly see her. And other than her explosive temper, I think she'd be no trouble for you,"
"If my father okayed this I'm sure it will be fine. When will she be coming?" asked Lex trying his very hardest to sound somewhat enthusiastic.
"Well, once we get all the schooling arrangements made and your father talks to you, she could be there September first,"
"Great,"
"Thank you so much Lex! You have no idea how much this means to us! I'll call you closer to the date and we'll make arrangements from there,"
"Of course,"
"Thanks again Lex, we'll see you soon," Jean hung the phone up.
Lex listened to the dead air a moment before slamming down the receiver with such ferocity he thought he might have broken it. Lex plopped down into his overstuffed chair and began to massage his temples. What the hell had he gotten himself into now. This would probably look good on LuthorCorp though, as if he gave a fuck.