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Thank you all so much for reading my story! A heads up for Karalena Cullen and alejavc07 for the reviews, I really appreciate them! Oh and if anyone would like to know Tulips mean 'beautiful eyes' and Yellow Tulips mean 'sunshine in your eyes'. Pretty neat huh? Lets see if you can figure out the rest of the flower meanings throughout this story. Still working on my other stories so please don't fret, they will come in time. Anyway please enjoy!

WARNING! This is a CLEX slash pairing or MALEXMALE couple. Those who are squeamish of slash please kindly ignore this story and go on to some other amazing stories that are on this site. Thank you.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Smallville or Superman comic verse. If I did, Lex and Clark would have ended up together ruling the world!

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"For the last time Pete, we are not watching a zombie movie. End of discussion."

"Ah come on Chloe, what's wrong with a horror movie?"

"Zombie movies are not horror movies. Horror movies have plots, with real monsters or serial killers in them. The undead coming back to life, and eating people, is not classified as horror."

"It is!"

"Is not!"

Clark shook his head; as he walked into the Talon, listening to his two best friends argue over something meaningless. The bell hung over the door rang, alerting the residents of his presence along with…

"Woof! Woof!"

"Clark! Krypto! Long time no see." remarked a young man about the same age as Clark. Pete wore a green t-shirt, with blue jeans, and white sneakers. He was dark skinned, showing off his African descent, brown eyes sparkling with joy of seeing his friend, and annoyance to the other friend who was sitting across from the table. A golden Labrador ran up to a young woman who began petting him.

"You saw Clarkbar close to two hours ago." said the teenage girl, petting the dog. Her short blond hair almost reached to her shoulders, which barely covered up her pale skin from the thin red tank top she wore, along with blue jeans and sandals to match as well.

"It's a form of greeting, something that you don't know about." Pete retorted.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You're always barging in on people, nosing in on their business that doesn't concern you. You were almost killed on a couple of occasions!"

"Hey! I needed to get the story." Chloe explained. The spunky blonde was Smallville's best reporter for the High School. She was always there where the action was, or trying to find the facts and the truth, which most of the time got her into a lot of trouble that was too much for her; Especially those dealing with the meteor mutants of the town and having to be saved by Clark.

"Chloe you're always trying to get the story." Clark commented, with a sigh. He couldn't count the numerous times that he had to save his friends, ranging from mutants wanting revenge to ordinary humans wanting the goods. Some of the situations were close calls, almost exposing his super abilities or not making it in time.

"Well that's what makes a good reporter. Always on call and observed at all times. Speaking of which…" she began, looking at the item in Clark's hand. "Nice flowers."

Clark looked down at the bouquet of flowers. He had brought them over to the Talon along with the note, to show to his friends.

"Are they for someone special?" Pete smirked, making his friend blush.

"Well technically no."

"No?"

"Well you see…I found them in my loft when I got home a few hours ago." Clark explained.

"Do you know who sent them?"

"I have no idea. There was nothing with them except this note. And no, it doesn't have a signature. I already checked." He pulled out the note from his pocket to show to his closet friends. Pete and Chloe read it, with Pete laughing so hard and Chloe smiling softly with a hint of teasing in her eyes. Clark blushed even more.

"Clark Kent has a secret admirer!" Pete exclaimed, laughing some more.

"I do not!"

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

"At ease children." Chloe smiled, chuckling quietly at her friends antics. "Sorry to say this, but with a poetic note about your beauty and amazing eyes, tagged with pretty flowers sent to you, you have one romantic lover who wants you." Pete snorted while Clark tried to cover his face. His cheeks, maybe his whole face was red from embarrassment. He almost looked like the color of his flannel shirt.

"It's not funny!"

"To me it is." Pete said, taking a sip of his drink, to calm himself from all the laughter that came out of him. "I mean, who would send you flowers and romantic poems? I mean…that's something a girl receives from a guy, not the other way around."

"He has a point you know. Oh come on Clark, don't look so embarrassed" Chloe teased.

"That's not the point. What really matters is who sent these to me. I mean…I know I shouldn't be worried about this kind of thing, but living in Smallville and seeing some weird things and I mean weird things…it kind of puts you on edge." Clark replied.

"Oh man! I forgot about that!" Pete exclaimed, jumping out his seat to move away from the flowers and card it came with, and went to the next table. Chloe shook her head and glared at Pete.

"It's not a bomb, for Christ sakes. Get back in your seat."

"Chloe's right Pete. If it was, would I still be here talking to you guys? Would any of us still be here?" Clark joked, feeling the fear slowly disappearing from the atmosphere around them.

"I know, but those flowers could have poison in them or that really crazy affect the Nicademous flower had on everybody or-"

"We get the idea." Chloe glared. "Now get back over here, before I have to come and make you." Clark had to hold back his chuckles when Pete slowly got up and sat back down in his original spot, but eyeing the flowers with distrust. Krypto just wagged his tail and went over to the young man, and barked at him. Pete sighed and scratched the happy dog's ears.

"Now that we finally agree that the flowers are not dangerous…" began the girl sleuth looking over at Pete, who looked away embarrassed, "… we need to figure out who sent these. Tell me Clark have you noticed something about any of the girls at school, some who might have acted strange around you?"

"No." admitted Clark truthfully. "I really haven't seen any of them act out of the normal."

"What is normal in Smallville?" Pete retorted. Chloe rolled her eyes and smacked Pete on the head. Soothing his aching head, Pete began talking again, this time to help.

"Okay, we should compile a list of girls who might have sent these to you. Let's begin with the ones that we are closest to us that we interact a lot every day. Such as Tina, Alice, Alicia, Brandi, Katy-"

"I don't think any of them would send me the flowers. It doesn't seem like something they would do. And besides, I don't think any of them like me like that." Clark stated.

"What about Lana?" Chloe suggested. Clark looked up with a start. He hadn't thought of Lana in a while. In a long time actually. They turned their heads to look over to the far side of the Talon, to see a young dark haired beauty working on the cashier and helping out a customer. Lana Lang, was what everyone called the "Fairy Tale Princess of Smallville", but to her actual true friends, she was called the "Dark Beauty". Her long black hair fell all the way past her shoulders, though some of her long bangs fell gracefully on her face, enhancing her beauty even more. Her brown eyes now held happiness, one that she greatly deserved. No longer a cheerleader or the girlfriend of Smallville's best football player, Lana was her own person now, able to be herself instead of being the preppy cheerleader.

Clark had a crush on Lana for a long time, ever since they were in grade school. He was never able to be near her because of all the popular kids she hung around with, and he was always a klutz whenever he was close enough to her. Also she wore a necklace that contained Kryptonite, which made Clark very ill when he came in contact with the meteorite. He still cared for her, but not as much anymore. He was just happy to have her friendship.

No the person that Clark had a crush was someone who was the total opposite of Lana; Someone who was a complete contradiction to themselves, a person who was a pure mystery to Clark. The one who now had his heart was-

"Nah, it couldn't be Lana." Pete said, interrupting Clark from his thoughts. "I think she likes someone else."

"Really? Who?" Chloe asked. Clark shook his head.

"You mean you don't know? The top Snoop of our school doesn't know?" Pete laughed.

"Will you just tell me!" demanded the teen.

"I don't think so!" taunted Pete.

"If you don't tell me, I'm going to put every embarrassing thing that has ever happened to you and Clark in our newspaper."

"You wouldn't!"

"I would." said Chloe slyly. Pete gulped, while Clark just blurted out:

"The new guy, the one named Jason."

"The cute one?" asked Chloe.

"How do I know? I don't think of guys like that." Said Pete, "But yeah it's him."

Clark flinched at what Pete said. He really didn't have the heart to tell his friend that he really thought of guys like that. Clark had realized some time ago that he was interested in men instead of women. He remembered trying so hard to like girls, but he only saw them as friends or sisters (in the case of Chloe and Lana). He couldn't talk to anyone about it, including his parents fearing rejection. It was Chloe who found out first and reassured the alien teen that it was okay he was gay. It was also on that day she had found at about his powers and didn't mind either. She said that had to be the greatest thing ever, for Clark to give her so much trust in his secret. Their friendship had grown stronger because of it. Chloe at the time was the one to convince Clark to tell his parents the truth, which he did but didn't like it. Jonathon and Martha Kent were shocked but accepting of it, saying they love their child and wouldn't want to lose him because of something trivial. Clark knew he was lucky from that day to have great parents and friends. Though all of them agreed it would be best to wait a while to tell the others about him coming out. They didn't think a few people were ready for that kind of news (especially Pete Ross).

"Um guys, not to be rude or anything, but aren't we trying to figure out the mystery person who sent me the flowers?" said Clark, trying to stay on task, and to stop the other two teens from killing each other. He really didn't need any more distractions.

"Sorry Clark."

"Chloe started it."

"Did not!"

"GUYS!"

Both the friends sighed. "Sorry about that. It's a reflex."

"Highly understandable." Clark said. "Now getting on tract, I don't think it's any of the girls from school. So doing a list is out of the question."

"Anyone else got any suggestions?"

"I know! We can use Krypto!" exclaimed Pete.

Both Chloe and Clark looked at him, as if he grew another head. Krypto just barked.

"Say what now?"

"Yeah we can use Krypto to find your admirer. Just have him sniff the flowers along with the note, and he will follow the scent leading us to them. You know like on those cop shows; with the dogs going after the escaped convicts or something like that." He said taking the flowers and putting them in front of the dog.

"Huh, Pete those dogs are trained to do those kind of searches-"

"Here boy, take a good sniff." Pete said obviously ignoring his friend. Krypto put his snout to the flowers, sniffing them out. He barked.

"Okay…now go! Hunt them down!"

Krypto just barked and stood there, wagging his tail. Chloe laughed petting the lovable creature.

"Sorry my man, but you are no Dog Whisperer."

"But it works all the time." mumbled the defeated boy.

"Maybe you both need to train." chuckled Clark.

"Hah Hah. Very funny."

"It is to us."

"Sheesh, why am I friends with you two again?"

"You would be nothing without us." Smirked Chloe putting an arm around Pete, making him blush crimson red. Clark laughed.

"Hah! More like a somebody without either of you."

"You are one cold human being, Ross."

"Why, thank you Miss Sullivan." Pete said dramatically.

"Oh please." Clark groaned. As much as he wanted to have fun with his friends, he really wanted their help in finding out who gave him the flowers and the note. He thought it could be a cinch, since they have figured out bigger mysteries than this one before. If only they could stay on top of it long enough to find out.

Suddenly the bell over the Talon door rang. Krypto's ears perked up and began to sniff. He barked a few times and ran over to the door. Clark heard a small giggle and happy barking. He knew who the giggles belonged to as he turned around with a grin. His dog was wagging his bushy tail and licking a little girl's face. The girl was small and very pale, contrasting with her long brown reddish hair going almost to her hips. She wore a white jacket, blue jeans, with butterfly designs on them, and white blue sneakers. She waved at them and headed for their table, Krypto right behind her.

"Hi guys!" she exclaimed and giving them each a hug. Clark smiled as he received his hug.

"Hey Lena. What's going on?"

"Oh nothing much. Alexi and I decided to drop in here. Best idea for the day."

"Why, were there a bunch of boys lining up at your front door trying to ask you out, and stop them from being killed by your big bad older brother?" smirked Chloe. Lena's pale white cheeks turned bright pink, and her eyes shined brightly with embarrassment.

"Chloe! I'm only eleven; I don't like boys that way."

"You won't be saying that in a few years, that's for sure."

"Chloe! Don't say that!" making the little girl blush even more so. Clark had to close his mouth to contain his laughter.

"Oh come on why not?" Pete questioned. "We all know what your brother is going to do; I mean he is so bloody protective of you it's not even funny, well okay sometimes it is. Anyway what I mean is I can picture Lex chasing away all the guys who want to go out with you."

"I can't see that happening. More like shooting them with a shot gun." laughed Chloe.

"No wait, a laser beam. You know how Lex likes high tech and up to date weaponry." laughed Pete as well. Clark just shook his head and put his hand on Lena's shoulder in sympathy.

"You know, I take this as a bad sign when somebody mentions my name and laughs way too loudly that everyone can hear them mile away."

Clark's breathing hitched up in his throat when he heard that elegant voice. A voice he knew so well, one that made his heart beat faster every time. He looked up to see a tall man, wearing a black trench coat and a black business suit underneath it. His black shoes were polished so well you could see yourself reflecting in them. Everything about him spelled out filthy rich, without a care in the world. Were they so wrong about the care part, especially to Clark. The pale man had a lot of stress in his life, one that dealt with running a business at twenty one and dealing with a father who was the devil himself.

"Oh nothing. We were just talking about nothing, right Lena?" Chloe smirked, making Lena blush more. Lex looked at her, then at Clark.

"Do I want to know?"

"Maybe in a few years when you're ready for it. Come on, have a seat." said Clark getting two chairs for Lex and Lena. Lex sat right next to Clark, but only to have Krypto start growling at him. Lex scowled.

"Why does your dog hate me, Clark? I mean I haven't done anything to him." Lex said with a tired sigh.

"He probably doesn't like anyone with the name 'Luthor' in them." said Pete. The Luthor's were a wealthy family, having millions of dollars in their bank accounts, but also having the worst reputation in the world. Luthor's were known for the sneakiness and ruthless takeovers of other companies and people. People either feared or hated anyone with the name Luthor, but Clark only knew of one Luthor who was like that, one by the name of Lionel Luthor. Or in other words Lex and Lena's father.

"Then explain the little minx over here." said Lex pointing to his little sister, as she petted Krypto's head, earning a happy groan from the Labrador.

"She's really not a Luthor?" piped up Pete, earning himself a punch from Chloe and a smack from Clark. Lena giggled while Lex rolled his eyes.

"Trust me, she is a Luthor."

"He's just teasing you Alexi." Lena replied, taking off her jacket to reveal a purple shirt she was wearing, and placed it on her chair.

"After hearing it so many times…"

"Well you have to admit, you two really don't look a lot alike." said Chloe.

"Well once upon a time, I did have that color hair." Lex sighed, his hand touching his bald scalp. Clark wished he could have seen what Lex looked like with hair, even Lena wanted to see it too. Though Lex and Lena both have very pale skin, they were different in so many ways. Especially the eyes. While Lex had sharp gray-blue eyes, Lena's eyes were…different. Different from the normal blue, green, and brown variety of eye colors. No hers was beyond different. Lena's big innocent, but mischievous eyes were a bright color of lilac. They were so bright that if you put her in a dark room, the only thing you would be able to see would be the swirls of purple and pink in her eyes.

"Hey Chloe." Said Lena trying to change the subject, knowing it bothered her older brother a lot. "Who gave you these?" she asked, implying the tulips that were on the table.

"Oh those aren't mine. Those are Clark's."

"Who's the lucky girl?" Lex teased. Clark blushed deep red, but never noticing the tense lines on his best friend when he said that.

"Um… no one. Somebody gave them to me."

"Really? Who?"

"I wish I knew. That's why I'm asking them, to see if we could figure it out."

"They even gave him a romantic poem." Pete snorted with laughter as he handed the card to Lex, so he and Lena could read it. Clark's face was becoming more red than usual, as he saw the person he loved read the mysterious note. Lena giggled.

"Well they certainly describe you well C.K."

"Like a raging sea or whatever it said." chuckled Pete, bringing on a round of more laughter and embarrassment to their friend. The only one that was not laughing was Lex. His eyes were looking at the card intensely, never once moving. He set it down on the table.

"It seems somebody really likes you. And trying to gain your affections." He said. Clark couldn't really tell, but was there some anger in his voice when he said that? He didn't know.

"Then why all the secrecy? I mean if they are trying to get your attention why not just leave their name on the card?" asked Chloe.

"Maybe they are not ready yet to show themselves." Lena said.

"Yeah, they don't want to get rejected." added Pete.

"Could be it." Lex said casually. "I mean all the girls I know and gone out with hated being rejected."

As they went on to discussing the matter even more, Clark could not help but feel a little bit of his heart break, knowing Lex could never accept his love from the young farm boy.

Oh boy! Can anyone feel the tension in the room or what? So what do you think of Lena? Did I keep all of them in character? Please let me know! Oh and I wonder what's going to happen to Clark next? *Cheeky Grin* Your just going to have to find out in the next chapter!

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