Title: A What?
Author: kiki39
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Lois asks Clark out on a date, but things aren't quite what they seem. Answer to David's challenge.
Timeline: Post-Lucy
Author's Notes: My one and only multi-chapter story. Just posting for archiving purposes.

Chapter 1:

"A WHAT!"

Lois Lane rolled her eyes at the stunned expression on Clark Kent's face.

"A date. You may have heard of it out here in Kansas. Usually—depending on your sexual preference—girl and boy dress up, go out, awkward moments ensue. Sound familiar?" She questioned, a smirk playing across her lips.

Clark sighed in frustration. "I know what a date is Lois. But what I can't understand is why you're asking me on one. Is this some kind of joke? Or a trick?" he asked suspiciously. "Wait a minute, is this revenge for me telling your date that you had some anger management issues?"

Lois laughed. "You are so paranoid. But to answer your questions; no, no and no. I so got you back for that little stunt you pulled last week. I told Lana about that little problem you have, which affected your...uh, interaction with her while you were dating."

Clark groaned. "So that's why she's been giving me weird looks these last few days."

"So, what do you say, Smallville?" She pressed. "Quit procrastinating. You know you'll say yes eventually."

"And you are so sure of that because...?" Clark asked, the shock was wearing off and he was finding himself enjoying Lois' attempts to convince him.

Lois grinned. "Because you've never been able to say no to me and actually follow through on it. You always end up doing what I ask."

Clark looked at her skeptically.

"Fine, example one: the green juice make-out incident with the Stepford cheerleaders, which you should really thank me for, by the way. Example two—"

"Okay, okay. Fine. I'll go on this date with you. Just know I absolutely do not trust you." Clark warned, stepping closer in an attempt to intimidate her with his height. He should have known that wouldn't work with her.

Lois just looked up at him mischievously and smiled. "Perfect. Tomorrow at 1100 hours, sharp."

"Yes, sir" Clark saluted her, amused. He watched her saunter down the stairs of the loft.

She was definitely up to something.

He knew Lois wasn't asking him out on a date-date. Despite the fact that they both have found themselves bantering and flirting almost constantly of late, they seemed to be forging a stronger friendship then the lusting-after relationship he had gone through with Lana the past few years.

In the past few months he had come to recognize his obsession with Lana for what it was—physical attraction and his own longing to not be so alone. He hated to admit it, but a big part of his epiphany had come from Lois constantly calling him on his crap, and finding out Chloe was aware of his secret. The relief in having Chloe understanding and covering his back was immense.

He had found himself hanging out more and more with Chloe and Lois, and actually enjoying himself. But that still didn't explain the date with Lois. Maybe if he watched her closely for the next four days he would have a better idea what she was up to.