A/N Thank you guys so much for the reviews and sorry for the long delay! This is the Venice section and it is a two-parter; this is the first part, the journey towards Venice, the second part being the dinner. Hope you enjoy it! Don't forget to review please! Thanks!
Clark was standing next to the priest, with Pete by his side. In front of Clark was his mom, looking proudly at him. Clark himself was beaming; he was finally getting married to the love of his life...he felt like he had been waiting all his life for this moment!
Next thing he knew, she was standing next to him, both of them facing the priest. His heart made a jump when he heard her say the three little words: "Yes, I do"; then the priest turned to him to ask THE question:
Priest: Clark Jerome Kent, do you...
Clark: (Interrupting the priest) YES I DO!
The audience chuckled and so did the bride, and, god bless him, the priest too...then the priest looked at the man and the woman before him and smiled.
Priest: Well, since no one seems to protest, I therefore declare the two of you husband and wife! You may now kiss the bride!
Clark refrained from another 'Yes I do' and hastily turned to kiss the new Mrs. Clark Kent...when he heard Lois swearing loudly!
He woke up with a start as his security belt made a sudden pressure against his torso. It took him a few moments to refocus to reality and register where he was, but hearing Lois cursing some poor Italian fellow definitely helped!
Lois: Move your damn truck you sick Italian moron! If you can't handle four wheels, get a friggin' bicycle! Man, I'm definitely on the highway to hell...
She turned towards Clark, who was still recovering from having dreamt about his wedding (aren't these kinds of dreams reserved for girls!), and noticed he was awake and staring at her...she smiled...
Lois: Hey, look who's awake? I swear it's not my fault; the guy in front stopped in the middle of the road without so much as a warning and I really had to brake or we would be ornaments on his backseat by now!
Clark: (He mumbled, straightening up in his seat) It's ok...since when have I been asleep?
Lois: Judging by your sense of fashion, pretty much since you were born...
She turned to the road, ignoring Clark's glare, and started humming. Clark thought she looked excessively happy, but then she had every reason to be; she had a compromising tape of him 'singing' (though some anthropologists may argue that it sounds surprisingly like the mating cry of the male gorilla) and had spend half of the night laughing her head off; she had finally fallen asleep out of sheer exhaustion, still clutching the damn tape in her hand. Clark, on the other hand, had been unable to find sleep until a few hours before waking up, thus explaining why he had fallen asleep in the car. He sighed at the memory of the night and yawned before speaking.
Clark: So...you had a nice sleep?
Lois: One of the best I've ever had! Actually, the laugh before the sleep was also one of the best I've ever had!
Clark: (Sarcastic) Ha ha...very funny Lane...Don't worry, my revenge will be...terrible
Lois: Yeah, right! You sound like one of those cheap villains in a Grade B movie!
Clark: (Imitating a villain) Mwahahaha! My wrath will have no limit, Lane; you are going down!
Lois: Man, you really are a poor actor! You should really pay closer attention when I speak; you world a few useful tricks on acting and lying!
Clark: Me? Learning from you? Don't worry, I already know well enough how to lie!
Lois: Yeah, right! A five year old could guess whether your are lying or not, so it's more than easy for a pro like me! And to illustrate my point, we're gonna play a little game called "Liar". It's really easy and even a moron like you...
Clark: Liar!
Lois: (Sarcastic) Ha ha...very funny Farmboy! Seems like you understood the rules so let the fun begin! Go ahead, shoot!
Clark: Don't tempt me...
Lois: Liar! See? Now watch and learn! First time I got wasted I was 17...
Clark: That's definitely true!
Lois: See how good I am? That was false, looser! Your turn!
Clark: Wanna play this the hard way? Okay! I'm a die hard fan of Ben Harper...
Lois: Too easy! True! I know how to assemble a gun in less than 30 seconds...
Clark: (This time he listened to Lois's heartbeat to determine whether she lied or not) Liar! (Lois looked impressed) I got shot more than once...
Lois: True...I believed in Santa Claus until I was twelve...
Clark: You can't be serious! True?
Lois: Hey! Don't judge! The General is one hell of a liar...That's where I learned...
Clark: The funny things you learn from your papa...
Lois: Whatever...Your turn Smallville!
Clark: Hmmm...Chloe was my first kiss...
Lois: Yeah, right! Liar!
Clark: Ha ha! Gotcha! She really was my first kiss!
Lois: No way? Really? That's one story I GOT to hear from her as soon as we get back!...Okay, my turn…hmmm…I can drive a heavy duty assault tank!
Clark: Liar!
Lois: Yep...but god knows I wish I could...I tried once but ended up blowing up the General's hummer...
Clark: Liar!
Lois: (Impressed) Not bad at all, Smallville...so...?
Clark: hmmm...I really like you...
Lois: Oh how sweet...true!...I've never fallen in love...
Clark: (This time he didn't need to listen to her heartbeat) Liar...who was he...?
Lois: (Chuckling) You forgot the rules Smallville! Plus I don't really wanna talk about it...
Clark: Liar...
Lois: (Chuckling again) See? I told you, you could learn from me...! (She hesitates before speaking again) I was sixteen and he was my father's assistant and I was young and naive...we 'dated' for 7 months...he was...my...first one...My Dad got news of what had happened and he got him to be sent some distant place...I didn't hear about him until six months ago...he is now married and has a daughter...and that's all...
Clark looked at her for a moment, still surprised that she had shared something this private about her with HIM?...That made him realise that there was so much that he didn't know about her
Clark: Thanks...
Lois: (Surprised) Why?
Clark: Well for sharing this with me...We've known each other for more or less two years now and I realize that I don't really know you...I know some stuff about you, like your allergies to dogs and good manners (Lois glared at him, but he continued like nothing had happened), that you go nowhere without your bunny slippers, that you LOVE my mom's cooking, and that you are an awful cook (Lois glared at him again)... apart from that I don't really know much from you, and that's pretty bad if are friends...right?
Lois looked at him and smirked.
Lois: And since when are we friends? As far as I know friends are supposed to like each other and last time I checked, I didn't like you, so...
Clark: (Smiling) Liar!
Lois: Okay, so let's stop this game... (She sees Clark still staring at her) What? (He smirks) Okay...let's get to know each other... (Sarcastic) yeah! So what do you want to know Smallville?
Clark: (Smiling) You are helpless against my charm!...Just tell me anything about you that you wish to share...I won't question; just tell me what you want to, okay?
Lois: Yeah...whatever...So, my favourite colour is blue, (she smiled before adding) except for underwear, as I know you've noticed (Clark deeply blushed at this comment and Lois gave a satisfied smile before continuing) my favourite band is Dave Matthews Band and my fav singer is John Mayer. I can talk fluently 6 languages including Klingon - word gets out that I can do that and you are dead meat - my favourite holiday is Christmas, the author I like the most is Paolo Coelho and my favourite book is 'The Alchemist', my fav movies are "Breakfast at Tiffany's", "Garden State" and "Armageddon" (Clark smiled at the last movie) and my favourite actor is Johnny Depp and actress is Audrey Hepburn, my favourite sport is track running, I have a tattoo that you'll never get to see and (smiling) I don't hate you...
Clark chuckled and refrained from saying "Liar", looking at her instead...
Clark: You never stop to surprise me Miss Lane... (Smiling) so why is it that I'll never see your tattoo...?
Lois: ha ha...it's on a place of my anatomy that I never ever intend you to see...
Clark contemplated for a few seconds using his x-ray to see the tattoo but then he realized where it probably was he surely would have trouble controlling his heat vision...
Lois: (Teasing) Stop picturing me naked, you pervert!
She watched as Clark went crimson and turned to look outside...she waited for a few seconds, smiling, before speaking again.
Lois: So now it's your turn, and I can't promise I won't ask questions!
Clark took a deep breath before speaking.
Clark: Okay so my middle name is Jerome (Lois chuckled and Clark glared at her), my favourite band is Counting Crows, my favourite artists are Damien Rice, Gavin de Graw and Ben Harper and my favourite song is "Walk Away" by Ben Harper. I am scared of heights and my favourite sport is football...okay?
Lois: That's all? No secret tattoo? Come on? Who's your favourite author?
Clark: Tennessee Williams...and I like Paolo Coelho too...and my favourite book is the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy...next?
Lois: hmmm...who was your favourite bond girl?
Clark: Weird question...Ursula Andres I guess...who was your favourite James Bond?
Lois: To me there was only one James Bond, and that was Sean Connery...what is your favourite word?
Clark: ...Love...and you?
Lois: Pancake! What is your least favourite word?
Clark: Destiny! Yours?
Lois: Leave...your favourite curse word?
Clark: (Hesitating) Well, I don't really swear, see...
Lois: (Cutting him) Don't be a sissy!...spit it!
Clark: (Glaring) Fine! Uh...damn...I guess! You?
Lois: Shit!...Your favourite actress?
Clark: uh...Natalie Portman I guess...
Lois: Ah! No wonder Chloe didn't stand a chance: you prefer brunettes!
Even with his superhearing, Clark wasn't sure of what he had just heard!
Clark: WHAT! What are you talking about?
Lois: You prefer brunettes! (Doubtful expression on Clark's face) Ursula Andress, Natalie Portman, Alicia, Lana Lang...Common denominator? Bingo! Brunettes! (Grinning) See?
Clark: Whatever! What's the real reason you took me on this trip?
Lois's grin faded as her expression became serious! She thought about giving him the official excuse again, but then figured that the truth is always better. She spoke to him while looking at the road in front of her.
Lois: Your mom and I were beginning to get worried about your constant brooding since your father's...departure and Lana and you breaking up, so we thought you could use some fresh air...and here we are!
Clark smiled at her and leaned over to her side to rest a kiss on her cheek and then muttered a brief thank you. Then there was silence in the car until Lois spoke again a few minutes later...
Lois: I hope you have some decent clothes in you suit?
Clark: What? Why?
Lois: Cause we are going to dinner tomorrow night...
Clark: (Surprised) Really? Wow! Wait...are you inviting me to dinner?
Lois: Yeah, why?
Clark: Are you going to be involved in the cooking?
Lois hit him in the arm and he recoiled as if he had really felt the hurt from the blow...
Clark: Ouch...
Lois: (Smiling) Tomorrow night will be our fifth night of this trip, exactly midway through, so I thought we could celebrate surviving each other's presence...so, what d'you say?
Clark thought for a few seconds before answering
Clark: Only if you agree to two things: first, on our last night I'm taking you out to dinner (Lois nods her approval) and secondly, (smiling) I want you to tell me where that tattoo is...
Lois laughed loudly...and then looked Clark in the eye...
Lois: You pervert...okay you win! I gotcha...there is no tattoo...I told you I was the best! So...do you wanna go dinner with me tomorrow night?
Clark: (Smiling)...Yes I do...