~Explicit~ by Electric Spyro

A.N. Okay peeps! Here's another chapter. In this one, it might be useful to read my other story, " Trepidation". Otherwise, you probably won't have a clue what I'm talking about. But, you can read on anywayz I guess. Chow 4 now! :o)

Clark woke to the usual sounds of the farm-life - a rooster, birds chirping happily. His head hurt a little, but he guessed that was from his blindness. He sat up and carefully made his way to the bathroom.

*~*~* Coming down the stairs, Clark changed and walked slowly to the kitchen.

" Clark, you're up a little early." Clark heard his mother say."

" Yeah, well, I can't really tell what time it is."

" It's 6:00."

Clark felt a little surprised. "I'm up at six on a day with no school? When did that happen? Do you need any help with anything?"

" Thanks for offering, Sweetheart, but I'm allset. Your Dad is around to help me. Now why don't you sit down and relax? This week will go by faster than you know it. " Martha said helping Clark to the couch in the living room.

Clark smiled and thanked Martha for helping him. But some how, he seriously doubted this week would go even close to fast.

*~*~*

About an hour passed. Clark got bored. He thought of everything there was to think of. Well, except for sight. He didn't want to think about what would happen if he never could see again. If he'd have to learn to be blind. If he couldn't see his family or friends ever again. He was afraid that if he thought about it, he would be lost from the world. Thinking about college and his daydreams of Lana were the only things keeping Clark from falling away into a secret oblivion.

Just then, Clark heard his mother say, " Oh, Lex. Come in, I'm sure Clark will be happy to see you. He's in the livingroom, resting."

" Thanks, " Lex said. Clark heard the wooden floors crack. He guessed that Lex was making his way into the livingroom.

" Hey, Lex," Clark said with no emotion.

" You're getting pretty good at that, Clark. Now grow out your hair and act ignorant and you'll be an exact replica of my father."

Clark smiled, " What brings you here?"

" Well, I have some news."

" Good, or bad?" Clark asked wishing and hopeing it was good.

Lex sat down in the nearest chair, choosing to ignore the question. " The meteor rocks that were scattered across the road hadn't always been there. It seems that a truck or something must have spilled them while they were driving."

" So?" Clark asked.

" So, no one is suppose to handle the rocks except for who?"

" Well, the only people I know of would be you and -"

" My father." Lex interupted. " Once again my father his hiding something from me. I tried to ask him about it, but he insisted he has nothing to do with it."

" Maybe it really wasn't your father. Maybe someone's moving them illegally." Clark suggested even though he knew he was probably wrong.

" No, this is something that has my father's name written all over it. I know it's him."

There was an uneasy silence. Lex finally spoke, " Well, I just thought you'd like to know what caused your temporary blindness."

" Yeah," Clark said automatically.

" I'll talk to you later, Clark." Lex stood and was about to leave.

" Alright. Hey Lex?" Clark quickly added.

" Yeah?"

" What're you gonna do if you find that your dad really was the one that was moving the rocks?"

" Nothing that he wouldn't do to me. Later, Clark."

" Later," Clark said before he heard the screen door close.

*~*~*

Night came again. Lex angrily burst into his father's study. Lionel looked up at him from behind his book. " Yes, Lex?"

" Why are trying to hide this from me?" Lex snapped out.

" Hide what, son?" Lionel said calmly closing his book and setting it on the table.

" The meteor rocks on the road. I know you did it. Where were you taking them? The caves? A new warehouse? Metropolis?"

To Lex's surprise, Lionel smiled and stood up, " Honestly, Lex, you know I'm not that messy. If I wanted to hide something from you I'd do it a whole lot cleaner then this."

" Tell me the truth, dad - were you responible for the rocks on the road?"

Lionel walked up to Lex. They were inches apart. Their serious faces staring down each other.

Lionel finally spoke, " No."

" Then who was it?"

" Let me see, who else would want to move the rocks so badly that they might even risk spilling a few?" Lionel said. " And who would want to break out of jail a few days ago to do it?"

Lex thought for a moment before realizing, " DMX.".

Lionel grinned a little and walked past Lex putting his hand on his shoulder and then leaving the room.

Lex stood there. Great, the DMX were back. Exactly what the Luthors and the Kents didn't need right now.

*~*~*

That same night, it rained. Clark layed in his bed thinking about the rain. It could be so deadly, but so calm and sweet. It was almost as magical as being with Lana. He sighed happily remembering what had happened with Lana and him the last time it had rained.

And with those thoughts in mind, he fell into a soft, quiet sleep.

*~*~*

A.N. See? If you haven't read my first story, you probably don't know who DMX is or what happened to Clark and Lana in the rain last time (lol). Well, to find out who DMX is, read chapter 2 of my story "Trepidation". If you want to find out what the rain, Clark, and Lana have to do with each other, read chapter 9 in that same story. Or you could read the whole thing cuz it's a good story (in my opinion at least). K - chow 4 now! :o)