A Smallville fic by The Fox.
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Part Four- Meteor.
I've been waiting for you.- Save me, Remy Zero.
They were in silence as Lex drove, fast, and still, through the road. The sunset was red and bloody, and the cloud preparing to
choke the light to die were dark an ominous. Summer storm, thought Clark, hand in his chin. Sad ending for such a beautiful
day. Lex was too fast again, but he chose no comment, even when the speed meter showed him 180 km/hr.
The silence was deep, and tense.
I've hurt him, Clark sighed to himself as the day died. I've hurt him, and I have no idea what to do now. Our great
friendship lasted a day. A very beautiful day.
He watched the sun dive down and disappear, and looked at Lex, tense and quiet.
- Lex.- he said, softly.- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to keep it from you. I've never spoken about it to anyone.-
- Clark.- he answered, eyes invisible under his glasses, but clearly fixed in the road.- I don't want to hear nothing.-
- Lex, listen to me…-
- I say I don't want to hear a word. If you think I'm stupid, you are for a very rude awakening.- Lex spit the word, his
knuckles white in the wheel.- Do you think I didn't knew you were different? Do you think I didn't remember I crashed you
head on at 110 ml/hr against an iron rail and you not only where unharmed, but were able to pull me from underwater? Don't
you think that living in Smallville, world capitol of weirdos, I wouldn't suspect you aren't normal?-
- You…- Clark sputtered- You knew…?-
- I kept always an eye on you. I don't know how you thought you could keep it from me! I popped just in the right times, didn't
you notice?-
- That was bloody uncalled for! I thought you were helping me, but you were spying on me!-
- And I thought that the cold shoulder you were giving me meant you knew, but no, you thought I was helping you but
nevertheless treat me like the beast of apocalypse.-
- You… I befriended you! I treated you right!- Clark cried in outrage, in the top of his lungs. He didn't know why he was so
upset to hear that Jonathan Kent's suspicions had been right all the time: Lex was the slimy weasel his father had accused him
of being. Why fathers are always right? He thought full of fury.
- Oh, yes, I've noticed!- Lex yelled back, an angry blush covering his cheeks.- When? When you shoved me back any kind of
trust that night in the farm's fence, or the day you left me there, standing alone in the hospital after that accursed Superboy
fiasco?-
- Don't give that shit! You can be friends with anyone, you have half country clinging at you and falling at your feet to get to
know you, and you're so interested in be friends with a farm boy like me? I know what you want, Lex Luthor, and hell sure
are not my friendship! You wanted my powers, you manipulative son of bitch!-
There. That was out. Clark heaved a breath, feeling that old thorn finally out. Lifted his eyes to see Lex, feeling blood rushing
at his ears, and the alarming, embarrassing desire to sob like a betrayed kid: but the fury is Lex's face was frightening. Lex
took of his glasses, and threw them with enough force to break them in a display of anger, teeth showed as he hollered:
- I WASN'T INTERESTED IN YOUR BLOODY POWERS, IF I WANT A MUTANT I CAN GET ANY MUTANT,
YOU'RE NOT BLOODY JESUS IN A CROSS! I wanted to be your friend because you're the very FIRST person that
looked at me, and helped me, because I was a human being, not LEX BLOODY LUTHOR! I would have done anything in
my hand you help you, you bastard! I would give you anything you want, I would have always made time for you, and all I
asked for was your trust, but no, you SHOOED me away! I've watched you pine for stupid Miss Lang who treats you like
shit, I've seen you get all over bloody Whitney to help him, but barely acknowledge I existed!- his voice dropped in a hot, hurt
whisper, and Clark felt a shudder. He had never seen Lex loosing his control before: he has always been adult, mature,
smiling. Now, he was furious, with the kind of fury Jonathan Kent had referred when he said that the Luthors could be down
right destructive. Now, Lex looked ready to smash something. Clark felt like defending himself, and sputtered:
- I try to help everyone! I've helped you countless times, you picking jerk!-
- And you'll have done exactly the same for anyone.- Lex retorted, teeth clenched, voice eerily cold.
- Yes, I did…- the moment Clark said it, he knew he had said exactly the wrong thing. Lex's eyes blazed, and he half turned
in his seat, hands clenched, his face wild.
HONK HONK.
They saw the truck coming at them in the narrow bridge a second to late. Lex tried to regain control of the car, grabbing the
wheel, nailing his feet to the brakes, but it was too late. Clark felt the car receiving a direct it, and turning sideways, to crash
head on in the left side of the bridge, the steel exploding by the force as they went into the air.
His mind was surprisingly calm as he grabbed Lex's arm, pulled him into his arms with a mighty pull, set a foot in the front
desk of the car, and prepared for the impact, enveloping Lex's slender body with his own. I'll not let you get hurt. I'll never
let you get hurt!
The car crashed in the water, and Clark felt the muddy water replacing the precious air bubble away. He kicked the door out,
and pulled Lex out of the car that slowly tumbled in the water. Their eyes met: Lex was conscious, and seemed unharmed, so
Clark let out a sigh of relief as they flew in the silent water, searching the light. Clark let him go when Lex give a powerful
swim, and came to the air, where the summer night had filled with stars over them as they fought.
The air was surprisingly cold.
- I'LL BUY THIS FUCKING BRIDGE; AND THEN, I'LL BURN IT TO ASHES; AND COVER THE FUCKING
ROOTS WITH ASPHALT, AND DANCE THE MACARENA OVER IT!!!!-
Clark was laughing so hard he barely could swim. Lex, by his side, kept cursing furiously with words Clark didn't know
existed. He was more than worthy of a mouth-washing: in fact, more than soap, he was worthy of industrial detergent.
Luthorcorp's, of course. Clark pulled the soaked bangs that blinded him out of his eyes, and still laughing, swam to safe
ground. Lex was in his side, splashing furiously, dripping, and they tripped and half-crawled out, to sit in the riverbank under
the stars, to eye the broken, empty bridge.
- This is so pathetic.- Lex sighed, trying to wriggle out of his jacket. Something fell from it, and Clark lifted Lex's cell phone,
that was dripping.
- Hell.- Lex brushed his eyebrows and scrubbed his eyes.- Ohh, fuck it.-
- Well.- Clark sighed.- there went my Mom's shopping.-
Lex had the grace to look embarrassed.
- I'm sorry. My fault. I'll get her all she asked tomorrow.-
- It takes two to fight, do you know.-
- Don't give that shit, you self righteous bastard.- cursed Lex weakly. He stood ungracefully, and sat in a rock, water flowing
from him. And Clark lifted his eyes to him: in the darkness, the stars reflected in Clark's clear blue orbs, as it was no moon to
light them.
Lex stared a while, and then looked at the sky. Clark felt him sigh.
- Lex, look.- he said suddenly, standing. Lex followed the direction of his hand, and the both watched a brilliant shooting star
cross the sky, burning and beautiful, and vanish.
- That's the greater falling star I've ever seen.- said Clark, smile open in wonder.
- Just what this town needs. More meteors.- Lex shrugged, but he smiled too.
The silence stretched, and Lex finally stood, and started to limp to the road.
- Lex…- Clark's words failed him. The rich boy looked pale and drawn, and the darkness emphasized his paleness, his frailty.
He extended a hand, well ware of how strong he was in comparison. I could crush him. I have already almost done.
- Lex, I came with them.- he said, simply, with a exhilarating, scaring feeling of freedom. Lex stopped walking, and turned. His
eyes were guarded, but he wasn't blinking.
- You mean…?- a silence.
-Yes. I am not… - he couldn't say it, and dropped his gaze, tears blurring his vision suddenly. I've fucked it up royally.- Now
you are free to run away screaming at the top of your lungs, if you want…- he sighed.
Steps. Lex come closer, and Clark felt his warm hands in his arms.
- Clark.- he said, voice exasperated.- Clark, you great, utter imbecile.- and he embraced him. Clark felt the shock came and
went, and embraced Lex back, feeling the relief wash away the shock in great gasps of air, in warm tears. He clung to Lex
for dear life as his chest heaved. They remained embraced a long while under the stars, till Clark's sobs quieted somehow, and
Lex's laughter ringed suddenly.
- Lex…?-
- I knew you weren't from this earth. I knew you were sent from above.- he chuckled, ruffling his hair in the most
affectionate manner. Clark blinked, looking into Lex's usually cold, dark eyes, to find love, support, and assurance. – You
great ninny. Since I saw E.T, I dreamt of having one for myself.-
Clark was to shocked to pummel Lex senseless for the joke: he instead grinned like a madman, eyes still wet.
- An … alien…- Clark was horrified at how childish he sounded. But Lex chuckled again, and shook his head, his eyes
intense.
- No. A friend.-
Clark's throat constricted. Lex has always been eloquent, brilliant with words. This one had gone straight to his heart, and he
knew with a clear sense of joy and nervousness that it was no turning back. Lex would remain always the first person aside
his parents in knowing, in winning his trust, his friendship, his love. He smiled, face tilted in Lex's soaked collar, and heard his
barely whispered words, echoing strangely his mother:
- You're the most human, the finest person man I've ever met, and it was that why I was so adamant about gaining your
friendship and respect. If you can like me, it would be a sock on the face to all the ones that had told me I'm a worthless
bastard. I admired you so much.-
- No.-
- Yes, Clark. I'm not proud of many things I've done, and I clearly would never seek forgiveness. But if you can help me…-
The unspoken words came into Clark's mind, unbidden. I can help you as much as you can help me. I need you so much
as you need me.
Lex sighed. – I'll never betray the trust you have gave me, Clark. I thought you knew that.-
Clark smiled, slowly, eyes bright.- Yes. I think I knew it all the while. I was just… scared.-
Lex looked miffed.- Did you really thought I would screaming to my father to put you in a cell and study you? You think I'm
that kind of monster?-
- No. Yes. Well…- he scratched his neck.- But the most worrying thing in my mind it was that you'll be scared of me. That
you…- he scrubbed his eyes, and looked away.- I know I haven't returned your attempts at friendship so enthusiastically,
but… I appreciated them. It meant so much for me. The people I grew with, it seemed natural for them to like me, but you
were a worldly, experienced man, and I thought… I thought that if you managed to like me, I could maybe someday left the
farm and all my protections and go into the world. I'm not making much sense here, but I always have been in a cocoon, and I
felt…- he trailed off, and looked at Lex expectantly.
- Clark?-
- Yes?-
- I'm cold.-
- Oh.- Clark nodded, feeling an absolute dumbass.- So.-
- So, for any means, can't you fly?-
- No.-
- So we'll get to walk.-
- Yip.-
- Great.-
- Sorry.-
- Can't you dry us?-
- Hmm… no?-
- What can you do?-
-…feel sorry?-
Lex snorted, and the both started the long walk to Luthor's Castle across the cornfields, the tall plants hiding them from the
cold wind under the stars.
- Lex.-
- Yes?-
- Sorry about your hair. My fault, you know.-
Lex laughed aloud.- Someway I have the feeling you didn't come riding the meteors and ordering them to crash in this boring
town. Even if I have thought it was God's punishment for their self-righteous apathy.-
- No, but…-
- Clark, you egotistic idiot, if you dare to blame yourself for a meteor rain, I'm going to punch you right in the face. Or threw
you a tractor, if it's what is needed.-
- Oh.-
- Hm.-
- So.-
- Hmm.-
- Lex?-
- What?-
- Do you think that day… you were lost in the cornfield, didn't you?-
- Yes.-
- I did, too.-
- Do you think we met…?-
- Maybe. I don't remember that much. And you were far too little.-
Another long silence stretched as they walked to the conforting lights of the Castle in the distance. Lex stumbled, and fell.
Clark grabbed his arm, and propped him up without effort.
- Do you know, I can move fast. Maybe I can drape you over my shoulder, and run.- he said, helpfully.
- You're thick skinned.-
- What?- Clark shrieked at the mild insult.- I'm not…-
- Figuratively, Clark. You maybe would get no damage running at top speed in a cornfield, but the corn leaves do cut, do you
know? You'll get there with me looking like bloody confetti.-
- Oh.-
- Hmm.-
- So we'll have to walk?- Clark offered his arm to the stumbling Lex, and the both leaned in each other for the long way
home.
- I'm afraid so.-
- Lex?-
- Hmm?-
- Are you really going to buy that blasted bridge?-
*growl*- Hell, yes.-
- Can I come and dance the macarena with you over it?-
- Sure.-
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Part Four- Meteor.
I've been waiting for you.- Save me, Remy Zero.
They were in silence as Lex drove, fast, and still, through the road. The sunset was red and bloody, and the cloud preparing to
choke the light to die were dark an ominous. Summer storm, thought Clark, hand in his chin. Sad ending for such a beautiful
day. Lex was too fast again, but he chose no comment, even when the speed meter showed him 180 km/hr.
The silence was deep, and tense.
I've hurt him, Clark sighed to himself as the day died. I've hurt him, and I have no idea what to do now. Our great
friendship lasted a day. A very beautiful day.
He watched the sun dive down and disappear, and looked at Lex, tense and quiet.
- Lex.- he said, softly.- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to keep it from you. I've never spoken about it to anyone.-
- Clark.- he answered, eyes invisible under his glasses, but clearly fixed in the road.- I don't want to hear nothing.-
- Lex, listen to me…-
- I say I don't want to hear a word. If you think I'm stupid, you are for a very rude awakening.- Lex spit the word, his
knuckles white in the wheel.- Do you think I didn't knew you were different? Do you think I didn't remember I crashed you
head on at 110 ml/hr against an iron rail and you not only where unharmed, but were able to pull me from underwater? Don't
you think that living in Smallville, world capitol of weirdos, I wouldn't suspect you aren't normal?-
- You…- Clark sputtered- You knew…?-
- I kept always an eye on you. I don't know how you thought you could keep it from me! I popped just in the right times, didn't
you notice?-
- That was bloody uncalled for! I thought you were helping me, but you were spying on me!-
- And I thought that the cold shoulder you were giving me meant you knew, but no, you thought I was helping you but
nevertheless treat me like the beast of apocalypse.-
- You… I befriended you! I treated you right!- Clark cried in outrage, in the top of his lungs. He didn't know why he was so
upset to hear that Jonathan Kent's suspicions had been right all the time: Lex was the slimy weasel his father had accused him
of being. Why fathers are always right? He thought full of fury.
- Oh, yes, I've noticed!- Lex yelled back, an angry blush covering his cheeks.- When? When you shoved me back any kind of
trust that night in the farm's fence, or the day you left me there, standing alone in the hospital after that accursed Superboy
fiasco?-
- Don't give that shit! You can be friends with anyone, you have half country clinging at you and falling at your feet to get to
know you, and you're so interested in be friends with a farm boy like me? I know what you want, Lex Luthor, and hell sure
are not my friendship! You wanted my powers, you manipulative son of bitch!-
There. That was out. Clark heaved a breath, feeling that old thorn finally out. Lifted his eyes to see Lex, feeling blood rushing
at his ears, and the alarming, embarrassing desire to sob like a betrayed kid: but the fury is Lex's face was frightening. Lex
took of his glasses, and threw them with enough force to break them in a display of anger, teeth showed as he hollered:
- I WASN'T INTERESTED IN YOUR BLOODY POWERS, IF I WANT A MUTANT I CAN GET ANY MUTANT,
YOU'RE NOT BLOODY JESUS IN A CROSS! I wanted to be your friend because you're the very FIRST person that
looked at me, and helped me, because I was a human being, not LEX BLOODY LUTHOR! I would have done anything in
my hand you help you, you bastard! I would give you anything you want, I would have always made time for you, and all I
asked for was your trust, but no, you SHOOED me away! I've watched you pine for stupid Miss Lang who treats you like
shit, I've seen you get all over bloody Whitney to help him, but barely acknowledge I existed!- his voice dropped in a hot, hurt
whisper, and Clark felt a shudder. He had never seen Lex loosing his control before: he has always been adult, mature,
smiling. Now, he was furious, with the kind of fury Jonathan Kent had referred when he said that the Luthors could be down
right destructive. Now, Lex looked ready to smash something. Clark felt like defending himself, and sputtered:
- I try to help everyone! I've helped you countless times, you picking jerk!-
- And you'll have done exactly the same for anyone.- Lex retorted, teeth clenched, voice eerily cold.
- Yes, I did…- the moment Clark said it, he knew he had said exactly the wrong thing. Lex's eyes blazed, and he half turned
in his seat, hands clenched, his face wild.
HONK HONK.
They saw the truck coming at them in the narrow bridge a second to late. Lex tried to regain control of the car, grabbing the
wheel, nailing his feet to the brakes, but it was too late. Clark felt the car receiving a direct it, and turning sideways, to crash
head on in the left side of the bridge, the steel exploding by the force as they went into the air.
His mind was surprisingly calm as he grabbed Lex's arm, pulled him into his arms with a mighty pull, set a foot in the front
desk of the car, and prepared for the impact, enveloping Lex's slender body with his own. I'll not let you get hurt. I'll never
let you get hurt!
The car crashed in the water, and Clark felt the muddy water replacing the precious air bubble away. He kicked the door out,
and pulled Lex out of the car that slowly tumbled in the water. Their eyes met: Lex was conscious, and seemed unharmed, so
Clark let out a sigh of relief as they flew in the silent water, searching the light. Clark let him go when Lex give a powerful
swim, and came to the air, where the summer night had filled with stars over them as they fought.
The air was surprisingly cold.
- I'LL BUY THIS FUCKING BRIDGE; AND THEN, I'LL BURN IT TO ASHES; AND COVER THE FUCKING
ROOTS WITH ASPHALT, AND DANCE THE MACARENA OVER IT!!!!-
Clark was laughing so hard he barely could swim. Lex, by his side, kept cursing furiously with words Clark didn't know
existed. He was more than worthy of a mouth-washing: in fact, more than soap, he was worthy of industrial detergent.
Luthorcorp's, of course. Clark pulled the soaked bangs that blinded him out of his eyes, and still laughing, swam to safe
ground. Lex was in his side, splashing furiously, dripping, and they tripped and half-crawled out, to sit in the riverbank under
the stars, to eye the broken, empty bridge.
- This is so pathetic.- Lex sighed, trying to wriggle out of his jacket. Something fell from it, and Clark lifted Lex's cell phone,
that was dripping.
- Hell.- Lex brushed his eyebrows and scrubbed his eyes.- Ohh, fuck it.-
- Well.- Clark sighed.- there went my Mom's shopping.-
Lex had the grace to look embarrassed.
- I'm sorry. My fault. I'll get her all she asked tomorrow.-
- It takes two to fight, do you know.-
- Don't give that shit, you self righteous bastard.- cursed Lex weakly. He stood ungracefully, and sat in a rock, water flowing
from him. And Clark lifted his eyes to him: in the darkness, the stars reflected in Clark's clear blue orbs, as it was no moon to
light them.
Lex stared a while, and then looked at the sky. Clark felt him sigh.
- Lex, look.- he said suddenly, standing. Lex followed the direction of his hand, and the both watched a brilliant shooting star
cross the sky, burning and beautiful, and vanish.
- That's the greater falling star I've ever seen.- said Clark, smile open in wonder.
- Just what this town needs. More meteors.- Lex shrugged, but he smiled too.
The silence stretched, and Lex finally stood, and started to limp to the road.
- Lex…- Clark's words failed him. The rich boy looked pale and drawn, and the darkness emphasized his paleness, his frailty.
He extended a hand, well ware of how strong he was in comparison. I could crush him. I have already almost done.
- Lex, I came with them.- he said, simply, with a exhilarating, scaring feeling of freedom. Lex stopped walking, and turned. His
eyes were guarded, but he wasn't blinking.
- You mean…?- a silence.
-Yes. I am not… - he couldn't say it, and dropped his gaze, tears blurring his vision suddenly. I've fucked it up royally.- Now
you are free to run away screaming at the top of your lungs, if you want…- he sighed.
Steps. Lex come closer, and Clark felt his warm hands in his arms.
- Clark.- he said, voice exasperated.- Clark, you great, utter imbecile.- and he embraced him. Clark felt the shock came and
went, and embraced Lex back, feeling the relief wash away the shock in great gasps of air, in warm tears. He clung to Lex
for dear life as his chest heaved. They remained embraced a long while under the stars, till Clark's sobs quieted somehow, and
Lex's laughter ringed suddenly.
- Lex…?-
- I knew you weren't from this earth. I knew you were sent from above.- he chuckled, ruffling his hair in the most
affectionate manner. Clark blinked, looking into Lex's usually cold, dark eyes, to find love, support, and assurance. – You
great ninny. Since I saw E.T, I dreamt of having one for myself.-
Clark was to shocked to pummel Lex senseless for the joke: he instead grinned like a madman, eyes still wet.
- An … alien…- Clark was horrified at how childish he sounded. But Lex chuckled again, and shook his head, his eyes
intense.
- No. A friend.-
Clark's throat constricted. Lex has always been eloquent, brilliant with words. This one had gone straight to his heart, and he
knew with a clear sense of joy and nervousness that it was no turning back. Lex would remain always the first person aside
his parents in knowing, in winning his trust, his friendship, his love. He smiled, face tilted in Lex's soaked collar, and heard his
barely whispered words, echoing strangely his mother:
- You're the most human, the finest person man I've ever met, and it was that why I was so adamant about gaining your
friendship and respect. If you can like me, it would be a sock on the face to all the ones that had told me I'm a worthless
bastard. I admired you so much.-
- No.-
- Yes, Clark. I'm not proud of many things I've done, and I clearly would never seek forgiveness. But if you can help me…-
The unspoken words came into Clark's mind, unbidden. I can help you as much as you can help me. I need you so much
as you need me.
Lex sighed. – I'll never betray the trust you have gave me, Clark. I thought you knew that.-
Clark smiled, slowly, eyes bright.- Yes. I think I knew it all the while. I was just… scared.-
Lex looked miffed.- Did you really thought I would screaming to my father to put you in a cell and study you? You think I'm
that kind of monster?-
- No. Yes. Well…- he scratched his neck.- But the most worrying thing in my mind it was that you'll be scared of me. That
you…- he scrubbed his eyes, and looked away.- I know I haven't returned your attempts at friendship so enthusiastically,
but… I appreciated them. It meant so much for me. The people I grew with, it seemed natural for them to like me, but you
were a worldly, experienced man, and I thought… I thought that if you managed to like me, I could maybe someday left the
farm and all my protections and go into the world. I'm not making much sense here, but I always have been in a cocoon, and I
felt…- he trailed off, and looked at Lex expectantly.
- Clark?-
- Yes?-
- I'm cold.-
- Oh.- Clark nodded, feeling an absolute dumbass.- So.-
- So, for any means, can't you fly?-
- No.-
- So we'll get to walk.-
- Yip.-
- Great.-
- Sorry.-
- Can't you dry us?-
- Hmm… no?-
- What can you do?-
-…feel sorry?-
Lex snorted, and the both started the long walk to Luthor's Castle across the cornfields, the tall plants hiding them from the
cold wind under the stars.
- Lex.-
- Yes?-
- Sorry about your hair. My fault, you know.-
Lex laughed aloud.- Someway I have the feeling you didn't come riding the meteors and ordering them to crash in this boring
town. Even if I have thought it was God's punishment for their self-righteous apathy.-
- No, but…-
- Clark, you egotistic idiot, if you dare to blame yourself for a meteor rain, I'm going to punch you right in the face. Or threw
you a tractor, if it's what is needed.-
- Oh.-
- Hm.-
- So.-
- Hmm.-
- Lex?-
- What?-
- Do you think that day… you were lost in the cornfield, didn't you?-
- Yes.-
- I did, too.-
- Do you think we met…?-
- Maybe. I don't remember that much. And you were far too little.-
Another long silence stretched as they walked to the conforting lights of the Castle in the distance. Lex stumbled, and fell.
Clark grabbed his arm, and propped him up without effort.
- Do you know, I can move fast. Maybe I can drape you over my shoulder, and run.- he said, helpfully.
- You're thick skinned.-
- What?- Clark shrieked at the mild insult.- I'm not…-
- Figuratively, Clark. You maybe would get no damage running at top speed in a cornfield, but the corn leaves do cut, do you
know? You'll get there with me looking like bloody confetti.-
- Oh.-
- Hmm.-
- So we'll have to walk?- Clark offered his arm to the stumbling Lex, and the both leaned in each other for the long way
home.
- I'm afraid so.-
- Lex?-
- Hmm?-
- Are you really going to buy that blasted bridge?-
*growl*- Hell, yes.-
- Can I come and dance the macarena with you over it?-
- Sure.-
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