~Explicit~ by Electric Spyro
A.n. Thanx Cherry! Ur so nice! I'll update as fast as I can! Oh, and LL, sorry ur goin' back 2 school. That stinks. :o( Hopefully this chapter will make u happy! It has Clana!! ;o)
*~*~*
It was Thrusday. Clark woke up and, by the afternoon, had found his way back to the loft. He sat on the couch. Nothing to do. Nothing to think about. Nothing to say. No one to say it to. He felt really lonely. When he was up here before, he'd look through his telescope at the sky and wonder what he would've been like if he'd stayed on Krypton. If he would've stayed on Krypton, his eyes would be fine. He would never have to worry about being a freak. He'd be just like everyone else. But, for some reason, being here, on Earth, seemed to be the best choice. Maybe he would never fit in, but it was his home - his true home.
Suddenly Clark smacked himself back into reality. He just remembered the Smallville Summer Festival. Tonight was the Festival Dance. Before he'd gotten into that car accident, he'd been thinking about asking Lana if she wanted to go. Now it was no use. She probably had someone else to go with anyway. Damn, he really wanted to go too. Forget that.
A breeze flew into the loft. It swirled all around him. For a split second, he actually felt pretty happy. But as soon as the wind died down, his depression made him sink back in his boredom. 'This week, by far, has to be the worst one I've ever had.' Clark thought to himself as he fell back into the couch and slowly fell asleep.
*~*~*
The giant warehouse was now stuffed with glowing green meteor rock and Strike was thinking up his next plan.
He stood, with his hands behind him, next to the piles of rock lost in thought. Clark Kent seemed to act very strange when he came close to the meteor rocks. Maybe he was allergic - but maybe not.
Strike was never one to cross out the supernatural. Clark Kent was very diffrent. Diffrent could be valuable. That Kent kid could be much more useful than that girl he'd kidnapped before. She'd only been taken because she new to much. Besides, why bother with the little fish when you can catch the whole whale?{lol. totally made that fish thing up! :op}
'Yes, that's it,' Strike thought devilishly, 'I'll get the Kent Boy, uncover his secrets, earn my weight in cash, and then - kill him.'
*~*~*
Clark woke up. He didn't move though. He just stayed in his position. He was planning to fall back asleep, but then he heard footsteps on the stairs.
" Hi, Clark," Lana's voice said softly.
" Oh, Lana. What time is it?" Clark asked quickly sitting up.
" About 9. The Smallville Summer Fest Dance was tonight. Sorry you missed it, Clark."
A disappionting pain slid through him. He sighed, " Yeah, was it fun?"
" Oh, I guess. I didn't stay for too long. Pete and Chloe are still there."
" Why aren't you still there?" Clark asked curiously.
" I just couldn't stand having fun and dancing while you're here, in your Fortress of Solitude, going through probably the most miserable time in your life."
The way she said it didn't make Clark feel any better. In fact, it made him feel a little worse. " Yeah, I just keep wanting this week to pass."
" The more you wish for it, the farther it seems."
" Exactly."
A short awkward pause. Clark could hear rustling and clicking and wondered what Lana could possibly be doing. Suddenly, he heard music.The song was " Everything " by Lifehouse - one of his favorites.
" Wanna dance, Clark?"
Clark played those words over and over again in his mind. ' Wanna dance, Clark?'
" Sure, I'd love to." he said smiling.
Lana's hand grabbed his and pulled him up from the couch. She lead him to the middle of the moonlit-filled room. Then, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and rested her head against his chest. She could feel his heart beating rapidly.
Clark placed his hands on her waist and lowered his head a little so he could lean it against Lana's. He tried to convince himself this was real. He smiled the biggest smile he'd done all week. Happiness drowned out his pity. This was perfect. Absolutely perfect. How could it be any better than this?
" Feeling better, Clark?" Lana asked grinning.
" Oh, yeah," Clark replied. " I'm feeling much better."
~
cause you're all I want
you're all I need
you're everything
everything
~
you're all I want
you're all I need
you're everything
everything
~
you're all I want
you're all I need
you're everything
everything
~
you're all I want
you're all I need
you're everything
everything
~
and how can I
stand here with you
and not be moved by you
would you tell me
how could it be
any better than this?
~
*~*~*
A.n. Hehehehehehehehe. Couldn't help doin' a little songfic there. It makes it even more fluffy when you listen to " Everything " while your reading that Clana part. Trust me - I was listenin' 2 that song while I was proof reading and I was like, " Awww..." lol.
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A.n. Thanx Cherry! Ur so nice! I'll update as fast as I can! Oh, and LL, sorry ur goin' back 2 school. That stinks. :o( Hopefully this chapter will make u happy! It has Clana!! ;o)
*~*~*
It was Thrusday. Clark woke up and, by the afternoon, had found his way back to the loft. He sat on the couch. Nothing to do. Nothing to think about. Nothing to say. No one to say it to. He felt really lonely. When he was up here before, he'd look through his telescope at the sky and wonder what he would've been like if he'd stayed on Krypton. If he would've stayed on Krypton, his eyes would be fine. He would never have to worry about being a freak. He'd be just like everyone else. But, for some reason, being here, on Earth, seemed to be the best choice. Maybe he would never fit in, but it was his home - his true home.
Suddenly Clark smacked himself back into reality. He just remembered the Smallville Summer Festival. Tonight was the Festival Dance. Before he'd gotten into that car accident, he'd been thinking about asking Lana if she wanted to go. Now it was no use. She probably had someone else to go with anyway. Damn, he really wanted to go too. Forget that.
A breeze flew into the loft. It swirled all around him. For a split second, he actually felt pretty happy. But as soon as the wind died down, his depression made him sink back in his boredom. 'This week, by far, has to be the worst one I've ever had.' Clark thought to himself as he fell back into the couch and slowly fell asleep.
*~*~*
The giant warehouse was now stuffed with glowing green meteor rock and Strike was thinking up his next plan.
He stood, with his hands behind him, next to the piles of rock lost in thought. Clark Kent seemed to act very strange when he came close to the meteor rocks. Maybe he was allergic - but maybe not.
Strike was never one to cross out the supernatural. Clark Kent was very diffrent. Diffrent could be valuable. That Kent kid could be much more useful than that girl he'd kidnapped before. She'd only been taken because she new to much. Besides, why bother with the little fish when you can catch the whole whale?{lol. totally made that fish thing up! :op}
'Yes, that's it,' Strike thought devilishly, 'I'll get the Kent Boy, uncover his secrets, earn my weight in cash, and then - kill him.'
*~*~*
Clark woke up. He didn't move though. He just stayed in his position. He was planning to fall back asleep, but then he heard footsteps on the stairs.
" Hi, Clark," Lana's voice said softly.
" Oh, Lana. What time is it?" Clark asked quickly sitting up.
" About 9. The Smallville Summer Fest Dance was tonight. Sorry you missed it, Clark."
A disappionting pain slid through him. He sighed, " Yeah, was it fun?"
" Oh, I guess. I didn't stay for too long. Pete and Chloe are still there."
" Why aren't you still there?" Clark asked curiously.
" I just couldn't stand having fun and dancing while you're here, in your Fortress of Solitude, going through probably the most miserable time in your life."
The way she said it didn't make Clark feel any better. In fact, it made him feel a little worse. " Yeah, I just keep wanting this week to pass."
" The more you wish for it, the farther it seems."
" Exactly."
A short awkward pause. Clark could hear rustling and clicking and wondered what Lana could possibly be doing. Suddenly, he heard music.The song was " Everything " by Lifehouse - one of his favorites.
" Wanna dance, Clark?"
Clark played those words over and over again in his mind. ' Wanna dance, Clark?'
" Sure, I'd love to." he said smiling.
Lana's hand grabbed his and pulled him up from the couch. She lead him to the middle of the moonlit-filled room. Then, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and rested her head against his chest. She could feel his heart beating rapidly.
Clark placed his hands on her waist and lowered his head a little so he could lean it against Lana's. He tried to convince himself this was real. He smiled the biggest smile he'd done all week. Happiness drowned out his pity. This was perfect. Absolutely perfect. How could it be any better than this?
" Feeling better, Clark?" Lana asked grinning.
" Oh, yeah," Clark replied. " I'm feeling much better."
~
cause you're all I want
you're all I need
you're everything
everything
~
you're all I want
you're all I need
you're everything
everything
~
you're all I want
you're all I need
you're everything
everything
~
you're all I want
you're all I need
you're everything
everything
~
and how can I
stand here with you
and not be moved by you
would you tell me
how could it be
any better than this?
~
*~*~*
A.n. Hehehehehehehehe. Couldn't help doin' a little songfic there. It makes it even more fluffy when you listen to " Everything " while your reading that Clana part. Trust me - I was listenin' 2 that song while I was proof reading and I was like, " Awww..." lol.
(o: ~Reviews~ + *Me* = *~Happiness~* :o)
