Hello everyone! Greenie (1000GreenSun) Challenged me to write a Kell/Louise fic. Well, I'll do that. Because I like a challenge. It's rated Teen because, it just has to be.

Your friendly neighborhood disaster,

DC7

Louise walked along the newly paved roads of New Metropolis, she enjoyed watching the hover cars zoom past each other to unknown destinations. She also enjoyed watching the prime boys walk on the side walk to the left of her. "Hey baby! You hungry? I make a mean love buffet!" A young man jeered at her. She loved looking at guys, but hatted when they courted her with stupid pick up lines.

She shook her head when the boys high five-ed each other. Another young man attempted another lame pick up line, "How do you like your eggs? Fried, Scrambled, or Fertilized?" She almost lost her breakfast, remembering the eggs. One more lame pick up line and she would blow. Unfortunately, the boy's weren't done yet. A young man that had a scar running from the corner of his mouth to his ear said, "Here's a math equation that I'll think you'll like, Louise." Louise turned her whole body around to face him. How did he know math? And more importantly, how did he know her name? She'd never seen him before. He looked very dangerous, she wanted to run, but her legs were planted to the ground.

"Add the bed, Subtract the clothes, divide your legs, and multiply!" The boys all laughed when she ran the other direction. She could take taunts, she could take evil bosses, but that man. He was something different. She was terrified of him. And that pick up line was a bit to personal for her taste. She had bolted into a run before she heard a voice above her, "Need some help miss?"

She stopped and looked above her to see Kell. The amazing clone of super man. She had always liked him, but never let anyone catch on. "Ummm...n-no. I-I'm fine." She remembered the young men on the other side of the street. Something about that boy didn't seem right. "You don't look fine. Well, I mean, you do, I just mean, you look scared. You know, scared." He gave her a false smile. She sighed and said, "There's some boys. They were courting me with pick up lines. One of them got to personal, and I'm scared." She chocked the last part out. Kell flew down to her.

"Which one?" "The one with the scar." She said feeling chills run up her spine. Kell must've noticed this because he put an arm around her shoulders. "Hey! Get your arm off." Louise said, she totally adored Kell, but she figured it would be best to play hard-to-get. She figured that the ladies were toppling head over heals to get to him. "Sorry, sorry. I'll go talk to 'em." He flew off, and she immediately missed the presence of his arm.

She started to picture his arms wrapped around her waste, or his lips meeting hers. She instantly slapped her self and said, "I'm the star reporter of the biggest newspaper in the universe. I will not go into a relationship with a man that is one of the top hits for the paper. I will not. Not. Not. Not." She watched as Kell landed in the middle of the boys and talked to them in a very aggressive tone.

They boys backed down immediately. She sighed and couldn't help thinking of him in her bed, with messy hair and a bare chest. A dreamy smile spread across her face before her buzzer attacked her hip with vibrations and a catchy ring tone. She jumped and took it out of her pocket.

"Oh great." Louise said when she realized that her boss was calling her. She opened her phone and put her ear to it.

"Yes, Jonan?" Louise asked.

"Louise! My Star Reporter! I was thinking about the Legion, and I really think that you should do a paper on a Legionnaire." Jonan said.

"Any Legionnaire?"

"Yeah, just tell me which one."

"Kell-el."

Well, that's it folks. I hope it's good enough for you.