A/N: Thank you Power couple, Aryan229, ArtimuosJackson, Anianka35, chapiadita and ElPrinceMH44 for reading and leaving a review!

Power couple - Sure, in a different story, maybe. Or the prequel, if I can.

Aryan229 - Donna was just there for few minutes, sorry. And thanks!

ArtimuosJackson - I've plans for Hermes, but I don't really want him to be the one fixing Clark. Yes, I noticed the whole Greek thing in the comics. And then they made her a kid born from clay. :/ I like seeing the Greeks. They are her family. DC should fix that.

Anianka35 - Ah! This chapter does deal with our teen Clark being all hormonal. LOL! The answer to your question: yes, we can consider Clark to be a bit weak right now. And the whole League is trying its best to keep him away from danger (mostly any exposure of Kryptonite, not just green; I would also say red). And seeing as Clark is already dealing with magic and what not, I'll keep kryptonite away. =]

chapiadita - Not a problem! Thank you for the reviews. Yes, there's some romance in this chapter. Clark can't keep his hands off her. Haha!

ElPrinceMH44 - Yes, remembering stuff would be good for him now. Thanks for the review!

Readers, you asked for romance. Here it is! Enjoy! On with the chapter!


Chapter 8

Diana's Apartment, London - 2 Weeks Later (Present)

It was not always that Diana preferred to walk back home. Unlike Metropolis, she didn't have to wear glasses to hide here. A simple overcoat did the job. She had been living here with Clark for the past two weeks. Their relationship wasn't much different than how it was when he was an adult, but this Clark was different. He was funny, caring, not as protective as his older self, but still had a heart of gold. It was as if she was getting to know him again, she was falling in love with him all over again. He had been keeping himself busy by training, sparing with the other members, getting stronger. He was also working on something at the Fortress, at least that's what he told her. But Diana knew the truth; she didn't need her lasso to see the truth in front of her. Clark was desperately trying to find a way to reverse the curse. He had spent days at the stimulation room, trying to get answers.

His memories were coming back rather tremendously. Sometimes it frightened her that he would remember everything, be her Kal but never get back to being what he was, physically. Then again, she would miss this Clark more.

There was still no sign of Circe. No answer to Clark's problem. Not a word from Hermes – if anyone could help, it would be him.

As she made her way towards her home, a cold breeze hit her and slowly it started pouring. She could just take to some alleyway and fly but where was the fun in that. She half-walked, half-ran back home to see someone walking down the street with an umbrella in hand.

Diana smiled as Clark ran towards her. "I knew you would get caught up in the rain. Here," he said as he placed the umbrella over her and pulled her closer.

Smiling, she snuggled into him. "You didn't have to come down. It's not like the rain would affect me. I won't catch a cold."

"Yeah, but I was trying to do something romantic. I'm sorry, I'm still learning," he said with a mock-pout.

She kissed it away and felt the umbrella fall from his hand. Clark's hands slid around her waist, and his lips crashed on hers again. The rain was now pouring down in torrents around and on them. He pulled away only to look around. It was a good fifteen minutes walk back home, but he had something else in mind.

Spotting a red telephone box nearby, he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards it. Opening the door for her, Clark gently pushed her against the wall and closed the door behind him.

There was pure tenderness and love in his eyes, something that reminded her of her old Kal. It was not the first time they had kissed inside the telephone box, but he always told her that it wouldn't be the last. She threw her arms around his shoulder and pulled his head down, her lips crashing over his in a passionate kiss, something similar to the one they shared the first time at her office. Clark licked her lower lip, she opened her mouth, and his tongue slid in, massaging hers. Diana tugged at his hair as he deepened the kiss. When she broke away for air, which neither needed at the moment, she felt his lips slid down towards her neck. He nibbled on her neck and sucked for a good two minutes, pulling away he saw the hickey. Smiling proudly, he said, "I don't think anyone would notice us flying now. Let's head back to your apartment."

Diana smiled; Clark made her feel so young. Grabbing his hand quickly, she opened the door and before anyone could notice anything they were flying back to her apartment. When they landed on the balcony of her penthouse, Diana felt his arms around her waist again, pulling her closer. Her back touched his chest, as he whispered in her ear, "I love you, Diana. And nothing's going to change that."

"I know, Kal." Diana turned in his arms, placing her head against his shoulder; she stayed still for a while. Clark was the one who pulled away, grabbing her hand, he led her to the bedroom.

Diana cupped his face as they landed on the bed together; she peppered his face with kisses, ripping his t-shirt while she was at it. She trailed soft kisses down his neck and felt his lips kissing her forehead. Clark turned them suddenly, to her surprise, and now he was over her. He started kissing her neck and was about to get her out of her clothes when they heard something buzz.

Diana looked at her com-link that lay on the side table. Sighing, Clark moved away and lay on his side of the bed. Diana grabbed her com-link and answered. When she was done, she looked at him and said dejectedly, "It's an emergency, I've to go."

"I understand." He gave her a weak smile, which fell quickly. Clark lay still, watching her put on her Wonder Woman suit and fly out of the window. He wouldn't tell her this but these moments made him feel weak and useless. When she was flying off to save the world, all he could do was sit at home. Clark closed his eyes; a nap was the best thing to stop his frail thoughts. His memories were returning as dreams, mostly easy to recollect now. He thought about the time he kissed Diana as Superman and then she barely spoke to him. He just couldn't forget the day he explained his situation to her.


Daily Planet, Metropolis - Four Years Ago

Clark sat at his desk, trying to pen down the article that Perry had asked for almost five hours ago, but he couldn't write a single word. That kiss. Diana. The way she left him all alone after that passionate kiss they had shared.

"Smallville!" He heard Lois call loudly. She banged a couple of folders on his desk, getting his attention. "What is wrong with you? I've been calling your name for the past ten minutes, and you've been staring away into oblivion!"

"What is it, Lois?" He sighed and got a punch on his arm for his effort. Glaring at her, he asked, "Seriously, do you have nothing better to do than hit me?"

Lois narrowed her eyes at him. "If only you could stop daydreaming! Clark, you're at work and there isn't one thing you have done all day! You have already had four cups of coffee, skipped lunch, stayed in all the day staring at your computer but haven't written a single word. If I didn't know better, I would say you're having girl trouble."

"Well, then you don't know me at all. I'm not having any problems, just a major writer's block."

"When's the deadline for this article you're working on?"

"Monday," he said and sighed as soon as he thought about the article he was supposed to write on Diana. It had been almost a week since they shared that kiss. She had gone back to avoiding him, so easy for her to do so.

"Why don't you take a break, Clark? Go grab something to eat," Lois suggested.

Clark pondered on that thought, it was already 5PM, and he just happened to know who was on monitor duty right now.

"You know what, maybe I should head home. I think I'm coming down with the flu," Clark said as he stood up and tried to act faint. Lois grabbed his arm and helped him pack his stuff.

"Yeah, you do that," she said. "Want me to call you a cab?"

"No, I'll manage," Clark replied. "Thanks, Lo. See you Monday."

"C.K., you're leaving?" came a surprised voice behind him. Clark turned around to see Jimmy walking towards them.

"He's sick," Lois explained. "Heading home."

"Oh no, you take care of yourself!" Jimmy patted Clark's shoulder.

"Thanks, guys, have a good weekend." Clark gave them a feeble wave and walked away to the elevator.

"Clark is usually so healthy, he never gets sick." He heard Jimmy's voice coming from the office.

"I'm telling you, it's a girl. He's been acting weird for a long time," Lois said firmly.

Clark just rolled his eyes and blocked off their voices. He flew back home, took a quick shower, grabbed a bite, changed into a fresh pair of jeans and a red hoodie, and then he made his way to the teleporter and contacted the Watchtower.

"Superman to Watchtower," he said in his com-link.

"Kal-El," came J'onn's reply.

"Hey, J'onn, beam me up, please."

To have finished all the these things in just ten minutes, Clark knew he had enough time to talk to Diana, but the problem was: would she be willing to talk?

At the Watchtower, as soon as he got there, Clark made his way towards the control room. J'onn was seated on a chair, observing a monitor.

"Good evening, Kal-El," he greeted him, turning around.

"Evening, J'onn. I thought it was Diana's turn at Monitor Duty."

"It was. I think she is at the Observation Deck, the same place where Batman likes to spend some time alone."

Clark nodded in understanding. "You read her mind. And you're reading mine as well, aren't you?"

"I apologize, I cannot help it." The Martian gave him a weak smile.

"It's okay. So, is she still mad at me?" Clark asked, quickly.

"She was never infuriated, Kal-El. But she would appreciate it if you could talk to her and clear the misunderstandings between you."

Clark nodded once again and said, "Thanks, J'onn. I'll head over to the Deck now."

He flew straight to the deck and spotted her almost immediately; wondering if it would be all right to greet her, he made his way towards her.

Diana stood looking at Earth from the large glass panel. She sensed his presence and spoke, "What brings you here, Superman? Or should I say, Clark Kent?" Her arms were crossed across her chest, as she turned to face him. She noticed the civilian clothes he wore, he looked younger without his glasses.

"It didn't take you long to figure it out, huh?" Clark asked as he moved towards her.

"I should have used my lasso on you, but then again, it wasn't necessary. How could you not tell me?"

"Tell you what? That I'm not just an alien but also a farm boy from Kansas?" Clark raised his eyebrow in surprise. "And would you have listened to me if I had told you? You've been practically avoiding me since day one. What did I do in the first place? All I wanted was your friendship. And all you gave me was a cold shoulder."

"You could have just told me to avoid all this, Kal."

"But why? It's not like others know that I've a secret identity, which is the one I grew up with. Like how you grew up being Princess Diana. No one at the league knows, well, except Bruce and J'onn. J'onn read my mind, and I didn't even know how to block him back then. As for Bruce, odd circumstances made him find out who I really was, the same way I found out his truth. As comrades, we decided to keep it a secret from everyone."

"What happened a few days ago, it just happened," she said, looking away.

"I know. It was a kiss, not a commitment." She was still not looking at him, but what he said next made her turn to face him. "But it was nice, Diana."

She let out a deep sigh before looking at him right in the eyes. "It was."

Clark had now moved even closer. "Look, let's try this again. You know my secret. There's nothing to hide anymore. Yes, I wrote some articles about you, which I shouldn't have but back then, I didn't know you. But I do now. You're the most generous, compassionate and exquisite woman I've ever met, Diana. All I want is to be your friend. I'm not asking for anything more."

Diana's eyes widened. She liked this man. Despite their earlier difference, she was never able to resist her attraction towards both Clark Kent and Superman. He was now telling her what he felt. Friendship. With Kal-El, Clark Kent and Superman – the man who was being so earnest. Her heart skipped a beat wondering if that was all he wanted them to be.

"I know where you're coming from. I would like to be your friend as well," she said sincerely.

Clark smiled. "Thank you, Diana."

"Well, I was just going to head towards the commissary to get something to eat before you arrived. Would you like to join me?" She asked, her tone hopeful.

"I would love to. Hey, I make a mean grilled chicken sandwich; I bet you'll love it if you try one. Do you want to?"

Diana grinned. "Just what I want right now. Thank you, Kal."

"No, thank you, Diana."

With a huge grin on his face he led the way to the commissary. Diana was telling him about trying new kinds of food back on Earth. He smiled when she told him about her favorite ice cream flavor. He then promised to bring her some homemade strawberry ice cream from Smallville.

They spent the rest of the evening talking freely, a first for them. Clark wondered why things were so complicated before. But Diana knew that the kiss they shared on top of the Lincoln Memorial was what brought them here together, as friends, if not more.


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