My Antonia

By Sarah

Disclaimer:Yes, I own them. Hell has frozen over, the devil bought ice skates, and pigs can fly. That is why I am writing fanfiction and have no money. In other words- no, I don't own them. I do own Antonia, Melissa, and anyone you don't recognize. I owe the title to the Willa CAther book by the same name.

Summary: If you thought one Sullivan girl was bad, try having two, in the same small town...

***************** Chapter Two-

Antonia was sitting in the living room when the doorbell rang. She stood up, straightened her short brown dress and went to answer the door. "You are late," she said in Spanish, the number of languages she knew was challenged only by the number of countries she had been to.

"Your watch is fast," the man returned in just as perfect Spanish. Moving over to English, he said, "It's been a while, Miss Tribiani."

"It most certainly has, Mr. Luthor," she then smiled stunningly at him. "Do you wanna come in for a moment or two, before we go out?" She pushed the door open a bit more.

Lex only smiled at her, then he closed the gap between then and pushed her gently up against the nearest wall. After a pause, neither was sure if they wanted to kiss or not, he backed away, "It's been a moment or two." His voice was quiet, almost husky.

"Let's go," Antonia tossed a lighter brown corduroy jacket over the dress she was wearing and grabbed a matching purse. She stepped outside, where she shivered slightly in the cool air. After making sure her note was in place, her cell phone with her, and turned on, and she had a set of keys, she locked the door.

Lex placed his hand on the small of her back and led her to his car. It only sprinkled slightly before they got in. When Lex turned on the car, Eminem was playing loud enough to wake the dead. Antonia began laughing.

"What exactly is so very funny?" Lex frowned.

"I just never expected you to be an Eminem fan, that's all," she shrugged, then began laughing again.

"What, now?" Lex asked, pulling out of the Sullivans' driveway and towards his house.

"You are driving a Porche, and your licence plate says *LEX CORP2*. You are driving a Porche with the licence plate *LEX CORP2*. You are driv- "

"Yes, I think we've established that I am driving a Porche with the licence plate *LEX CORP2*," Lex sighed as he realized he had left himself wide open for one of her psychology attacks on his mental well-being.

"They say it takes a repetition of three for one to remember something," she sighed then.

"Oh, and who is this elusive They?" Lex glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. She looked like she was a million miles away, and yet, he knew she was right there, in the conversation.

"You know, 'Them,' 'They,' 'Those people,'" she smirked slightly. "Anyway, you are distracting me...Why do you have a new Porche?"

"Because it's a very nice car," Lex avoided her question.

"You got rid of 'Daddy's car,' didn't you?" Antonia knew she was right and only smiled at him. He didn't answer and seemed upset. "Oh, come on, Lex, I'm only joking around. What happened to the fun, laughing boy I used to know?" her voice was soft, an unspoken apology, and it made her accent that much more defined.

"He grew up," there was a pregnant pause. "What about the party girl I used to know?"

"Her father got tired of cleaning up after her. It's the rich kid's syndrome, one doesn't get along with one's parents, and they, in turn, do nothing for the kid," Antonia leaned back further into her seat. They were almost to Lex's home. "How are you?" She was trying to desperately change the subject, "I don't want the newspaper answer, I want the real one."

"I'm tired, pissed, angry, bored, challenged, and need a friend," he swallowed at the last revelation.

"That's what I'm here for," she placed her hand on his knee, and smiled. Lex only smiled back as they pulled into his driveway.

His butler and housekeeper were waiting as they pulled up. The butler opened both doors and got into Lex's vacated driver's seat. The housekeeper had an umbrella handed to Antonia and Lex as soon as the rain started to just pour down. Lex and Antonia ran up to the door and once inside, another maid was there to take their coats, but Tony kept her purse nearby. The old friends walked up the main staircase and onto the second floor. Lex guided her to his bedroom, where a nice-sized sitting room was located. Lex just smiled at her as he offered her a seat.

Tony smiled in response and sat down on the bed, just to be contrary. Looking up at him, she patted the area next to her, "There's room for more..."

"I never had any doubt," once Lex was seated, both plopped down on their backs and stared at the ceiling. "What are you really doing here?" he glanced out of the corner of his eye.

"Truth, I was bored stiff with college, I had caused a whole lot of trouble as a result, and my mother and father needed time to spend with each other without having to worry that they'd get a call stating that I was in jail for a busted rave, club, etc." Tonia sounded bitter as she stared at the ceiling, wondering what it would be like to live in a castle in Smallville, not to mention waking up next to Lex, again.

"We both get banished to Smallville for being disappointments," he reached for her hand, in a purely platonic manner. He was wondering what it would be like to wake up in a castle in Italy, not to mention waking up next to Tony...again.

"The irony of it is, the last straw...well...I wasn't doing anything. My ex- decided it would be a good way to pay me back," Antonia yawned.

"Your ex-?" he felt jealousy rising in his throat.

"Yeah. Wanna know why we aren't together?" she turned to face Lex. He nodded, and she continued, "He wasn't who I really wanted. I was using him as a substitute for what I really wanted. Where did it get me except in this place in America?" Tony's voice was cold, detached.

Lex turned to face her, "Don't." At her confused gaze, he continued, "Don't ever say anything in that tone of voice again." Before she could come up with some smart-ass response, he finished, "I can't stand hearing that voice from you, anyone but you, but just, not you. I said that at least three times, you'll remember that."

She smiled slyly, "I'll remember." She turned her head back up and closed her eyes. Before she knew what was happening, Lex tickled her ribs. She shrieked slightly and pulled away. Instead of stopping, Lex continued to tickle her ribs and, before they knew how, they had fallen on the floor. "Stop, stop, stop."

"No way," he was having to much fun, and he'd be damned if her let her win this now. They rolled around a bit until Lex was on top, then they stopped. They just stared at each other for what felt like forever, and finally, when Lex had gotten the balls to kiss her...a cell phone rang.

Groaning, Antonia looked around the room, she grabbed her purse, which was perfectly placed, and she answered her phone. "Hola," she turned with Lex as he rolled off of her. She rested her head on his silk-clad stomach.

"It's Chloe. Are you okay?" Chloe's voice was filled with concern.

"I'm fine; why?" Antonia inhaled Lex's smell, discreetly of course.

"You sound out of breath, anyway, several of the roads are blocked, due to the massive rain. This means you can't get here, we can't get there, my dad said I could stay in the guest room, and you owe me an interview," Chloe paused to take a short breath.

"E-mail me the questions, or fax 'em, I'm at Lex's house. The fax number is-" Tony turned her head in Lex's direction.

"I prefer to ask in person...you owe me this weekend," Chloe looked confused as she said her good-byes and hung up. Tony hung up and rolled off Lex to face him.

"Looks like I'm stuck here...all night...with you...two years really couldn't have changed you that much...right?...Anytime you feel like saying something, jump right in there..." Antonia continued to look at Lex. "No...really...I mean it...Anytime you wanna, you must have something to say...You always have something to say...Lex, you're killing me here..."

Lex put his index finger on her full lips to silence her, "If you would just shut up-"

Her face cracked into a smile, "So what deep philosophical discussion do you wanna have?"

"Now see, you're doing it again; always with the interrupting. But speaking of big questions, where did you go after senior year?" Lex's voice was commanding, he wanted an answer.

"I went back to Italy, for college. I'm on my second Master's degree," Antonia explained, calmly.

"You were always the genius of our group," Lex shook his head and chuckled.

"How would you have passed all those Chemistry tests without me?" she joined his laugh, hers was deep and intriguing, not unlike its owner.

"God only knows," Lex's hand returned to his side. "So what degrees do you have?"

"Bachelor's in Language and Psychology, and a Master's in Language, but I'm getting my Master's in Abnormal Pyschology," Tony's eyes never left Lex's. The last time they had been this close had been forever ago.

"No business, economics, or accounting I see," his voice was soft.

"Of course not. You expect me to do something my mother wants me to do?" she smiled.

"Well, I did major in Economics..." Lex paused.

"That's because you have no one to protect you from your father. My mother and father just ignore me, they hardly care."

"The rich kid's syndrome," Lex nodded. Antonia and Lex then turned to more positive things, and they stayed up until about 2:00am bantering about anything and eveything.

"I actually prefer 'em tall, thin, and well, enhanced. Best sheets? I'll have to say silk for romance and Egyptian cotton for everyday wear," Lex said, having no idea why they were talking about bedrooms.

"Jersey's are the best, cotton, comfortable," Antonia sighed, she loved those sheets.

"Now, I wouldn't even think of putting Jersey sheets on my bed," he smirked.

"Wow, and to think, people thought Lex Luthor was just a spoiled brat," she quiped back.

"Shut up," Lex frowned, unhappy.

Antonia yawned and shrugged, "Whatever, I'm tired."

"I'll take you to a guest room," he gallantly opened the door. "After you, m'lady."

Rolling her eyes, Antonia followed. Lex showed her to a room just down the hall from his. It was a richly colored room in deep reds and forest greens. She changed into a t-shirt and p.j. pants Lex gave her; the pants were flannel and so well worn the knees looked like they were about to give. After collapsing into bed, Antonia fell asleep in minutes. When she finally woke up, it was twelve o'clock, and Lex was sitting on the edge of the bed, gently shaking her. He was muttering something about needing to leave for Metropolis before the bad weather started up again.

"Go away, I was happy," Tony turned away from him and groaned. Taking this as incentive, Lex pulled off all the covers. "I hate you," she never opened her eyes, just held her hand out for coffee and sat up.

"Coffee," Lex handed a steaming cup to her. "You have some clothes hanging in the bathroom, feel free to shower soon so we can be on our way to Metropolis. The hotel called your cell to confirm the reservations. I did. We need to leave asap, and I have a lunch prepared for us. I also have a limo ready to take us, unless you prefer separate cars, and your clothes have been picked up and are waiting for your decision."

"What are you, my personal servant?" one of Antonia's eyes opened as she talked.

"Just a guy trying to get a date," Lex smirked and left the room. Sticking his head back in he smiled, "Bruce can't wait to see you. Called to see if I was coming tonight, and if so, who I was coming with. I hope you don't mind me mentioning you."

"I'll be down in five minutes," she put her cup down and sprang out of bed, rushing towards the bathroom. ****************** A/N: Third part should be up Saturday morning or Sunday night. Review please, thank you. **Peace to all in this time of need**