A/N: He-he. I suppose it would help me a lot more, if I got out my notebook? Mm? Yes, I  guess it would…hold on a moment, will I go get my souvenir (not really) notebook from Ohio (I got it at a rest stop, because I needed something to write in)…Okie! ::settles with the notebook:: Lets see…What to put in the Author's note…It's a fairly short chapter…nothing really "slashy"…He-he…I'm saving that for the next chapter, and I'm not going to give anything away there… What does everyone thing of ff.net 's new uploading? I HATE IT!!!! Okay…so here's the chapter! Oh…Am I spelling the city right?

Chapter Three.

A long while later Clark, and Les walked along the halls of the Metropolis mall. Lex held a large plastic Pepsi glass in his hand, while Clark scooped out the stories.

"How many more things do you have to get now, Clark?" Lex swished the ice around in his cup, "It's starting to get late, and if we want to get back to Smallville at the reasonable time…"

"Just one more place, and then we can go, I swear."

"You said that an hour ago." Lex spoke darkly.

Clark smiled, "I swear, just one more."

Lex sighed, "Make it quick." and by the time Clark was finished, and they each were laden with bags, it had begun to rain.

"Do you think we'll be able to make it back to Smallville?" Clark yelled over the rain, as they stashed the bags in the back seat.

"Probably about half way." Lex yelled back, "Hopefully it's going to let up!"

Clark slammed the back door shut, and slid into the front seat along side Lex, "Do you want to wait, and see if it lets up, or do you want to try and drive home?"

Lex looked up into the sky through the rain, at the thick black clouds, "I'll try to make it. If it gets worse as we go, we can try to find a hotel."

As it turned out, the closer they got to Smallville, the worse the weather got. Eventually Lex was forced to take an exit into a small, quaint little town not far from neither Smallville, nor Metropolis. They were lucky enough to find the only hotel in the town, which was owned by an older couple, who looked near retirement age.

"Could we get two singles?" Lex asked, pushing his credit card at the older woman behind the desk, before Clark could say he'd get his own room.

"I'm sorry sir, we only have a double-single left. It's meant for…ah couples. You and your friend could share if you wanted?" She spoke with a touch of an accent, as she looked between the two of them, as though reading their minds.

Lex turned to Clark, who had an eyebrow raised, So, what do you say Clark?"

"Um…sure, why not?" Clark asked, not actually minding the prospect of sharing a room with Lex. He actually looked forward to it.

"We'll take that." Lex nodded at the room. A few moment's later, she handed them each key cards, and directed them towards their room.

Lex opened the door, allowing them inside of the large then a single-single room. He (meaning Lex) automatically sat down on the small loveseat, and flicked on the TV. Clark on the other hand went about exploring the room.

The small, quaint (much like the town) was more for comfort, then style. There was a bathroom off of the living area, across from the minute kitchenette.  Directly out ahead of the living area was the bedroom.

"Ah…Lex?" Clark leaned in the doorway of the bedroom, "There's only one bed." As much as he enjoyed sharing a room with Lex, he though a bed would be a bit to much to handle…a man as beautiful as Lex Luthor? Way to much to handle.

"Oh. Good deduction son." Lex rolled his eyes, "This is only a double-single."

"Um…yea…sure." Clark looked at where Lex sat on the loveseat.

"Clark, we're grown ups. Although, if it makes you uncomfortable, I'll-"

"No! That's fine!" Clark didn't want Lex to think he was childish, god forbid!

Lex looked at him, his eyes not telling what he was thinking. That was the way he liked it. At least then, Clark would never know his true feelings.