It's my first English fiction. I really enjoy writing it. Please comments and suggestions are highly welcome. Thank you. :D

P.S. Beta wanted.

Chapter 1

Alan Jackson

She didn't know what to do anymore. She couldn't see a hint that he wanted to keep this relationship. Last night, when she explained the things around her during these three months, he just stood there like a perfect statue with an expressionless face. She had no idea what he was thinking at that moment. He hid all his emotions from her carefully. And when she said that she had broken up with Richard, he didn't even blink.

Why? Did it really mean nothing to him? Jason is his son. What about me? What exactly am I to him?

Lois stared at the screen blankly, feeling a wave of pain sweep over her. How could he? Closed her eyes, her brows knitted, Lois bit her bottom lip hard, tried in vain to push the cold and cruel image in brain away.

"Uh-- Lois, are you okay?" A concerned voice appeared from her right side. She lifted up her head, seeing Clark with a worried expression on his face.

"I am-- not okay." She sighed and shook her head slightly. Her heart was aching so badly that she found it hard to even talk. Lois let her guard down; she didn't want to hide the agony from her best friend. She was too tired to keep it alone anymore.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Clark asked softly. Her depression broke his heart. You idiot, look what you have done to her. Clark Kent, you are an asshole and totally a hypocrite!

He knew, long before Lois told him her break up with Richard, he knew she eventually would left the man. He had expected it for a while.

He should have felt bad enough for even wishing it happen. He should. But when it really occurred, he was in fact very happy. Yes, he felt no guilty at all. Well, maybe a little bit.

Last night, he remained calm and emotionless when she told him the news. He didn't want her to sense his joy and think he was that kind of man who would cheer over others' misery. He hid all his emotions and tried very hard to keep a distance between them when he simply just wanted to pull her into his arms.

It was so pathetic! Since when did he become such a selfish person? Clark felt terrible about himself.

Clark clenched his fist. For a moment, he knitted his eyes tightly. Enough! It's not the right time to berate yourself. Focus! Think a way to cheer her up. He couldn't bear to see her in pain a second longer.

Clark took a deep breath.

"Uh-- Lois," Stuttered as always, his voice shook with nervousness. "These days we are under a lot of stress and we, uh, haven't got a chance to talk since I returned from my world-wide tour. So, I, uh, wonder if you have time tonight."

"Wow! Clark, you are fast!" Tim, one of their colleagues teased him when he passed by their desk.

Every male in the office knew the beautiful fierce reporter Lois Lane broke up with her fiancé a few days ago. She was back on dating market now.

"------" Clark blushed, giving no reply. He sneaked a glance at Lois, afraid she would get angry.

But Lois lifted up her face, finally responding with a forced smile after being quiet for almost five minutes. "Sure, why not."

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Two hours after dinner, in the corner of one notable pub on the street, Lois and Clark sat silently across from each other.

They had kept silent for a few minutes; both of them were deep in their own thoughts and apparently had no idea what they were thinking now were the same thing. Under the dim light, soft background music kept playing.

"What exactly are you men thinking?" Lois asked out of the blue. She was a little tipsy now. She didn't look at Clark, just stared at the glass filled with red wine in her right hand.

"Wh--what?" Her voice startled him out of his thoughts. "Are you asking me, Lois?"

"Aren't you a man?" Lois titled her head and glared at him.

"Sorry." He coughed, clearing his throat. "Well, about this question….."

"Hi." A voice came out of nowhere interrupted them.

"Miss, sorry to interrupt your conversation with your friend." A handsome man with golden-brown hair greeted Lois politely with a bow. "I just want to know if I have the honor to offer you a drink." The man offered his best shining smile; his voice was as soft as silk.

Where did he pop up? Clark was a bit upset; he frowned at the interrupter who looked like the movie star Brad Pitt.

"I don't know you." Lois glanced randomly at the man, obviously paying little attention to him. Who the hell is he?

"You don't know me. But I know you well." The man smiled at her mysteriously.

"Oh, really? Who am I?" Still, Lois showed little interest in his words.

"You are Lois Lane, a smart, beautiful, and intrepid reporter who works for the Daily Planet News Paper. You have a son, his name is Jason. You and Perry White's nephew Richard White once were engaged, but now separated. You were known to the public as Superman's partner against crime. And the big blue considers you one of his best friends on the planet!" The words rolled out of his mouth in a very smooth way. He was truly certain what he said.

"Wow, wow! Are you a detective or something?" Lois replied sarcastically, a bit surprised by his knowledge of her.

"Nope. I am just a normal man who likes to pay attention to special things, situations, and people. For example, like you!" He winked at her.

Christ, am I that transparent to him? Clark looked at the man a bit too intensely, his eyebrows deeper than a few minutes ago. That man was flirting with Lois! And he looks like Brad Pitt! Darn! What am I gonna do now?

"Clark? Are you alright?" Lois asked with concern in her voice. She could see him fidgeting in his seat, moving a lot. He looked uncomfortable.

"I-- " Clark paused for a few seconds when pinched the bridge of his nose. "I am fine. Just feel a little dizzy and short of breath." he shook his head slightly.

"Poor thing. You took too many shots." Lois soon poured him a glass of water. "Drink it. And try to take a few nice deep breaths--"

"Good, good! Keep doing it." Her attention now was completely turned to him.

Three minutes later.

"Are you feeling better now?" Lois asked, putting her right hand on his forearm.

Clark nodded, secretly enjoyed her care even if he had no problem at all. "Thank you, Lois." He gave her a big goofy smile.

"Excuse me," The man who had been brushed aside for a while cleared his throat. "Miss. Lane," Still was his voice as gentle as start. "I am so glad to meet you today. This is my card. Hopefully, we will have more time to talk next time when we meet." Smiled with full of his personal charm, he handed her a small card.

"Have a good night, Miss Lane." He winked at her again, the second time tonight.

"See you." Lois waved him goodbye sweetly, secretly rolling her eyes in mind. Finally.

Looked at the direction he left, Clark suddenly felt the air around here become fresh again. To be honest, he didn't care how the man ignored him as long as he couldn't get closer to Lois.

Alarm disabled. Clark smiled happily like he had just finished an important mission.

"Alan Jackson!!!" Lois gaped at the card, could hardly believe what she was seeing.

"Wh-- What's wrong, Lois?" Clark asked her with a puzzle face, he hadn't completely got back to reality.

"Look!" Didn't do any explanation, Lois simply just showed him the card.

He glanced at it quickly. "No way! He is the new head of the Daily Planet's international department?" Clark was really surprised. He stared dead at the small piece of paper like it was not from earth. It can't be true! I am not that lucky!

"Unfortunately, yes, he is." Lois rolled her eyes. Great!

"Haha, we are so lucky, aren't we?" Clark laughed dryly.

"No, not at all." Standing with her hands across her chest, Lois glared at him.

"You don't like him?" Clark unconsciously raised his voice with expectation.

"Not until the day I die!" Lois replied coldly.

Clark raised his eyebrows.

Well, maybe things are not as bad as I think.