Disclaimer: If I owned anything involving the show, I'd have Chloe and Lex
together already! But I don't so they're not.
Summary: At a confusing point in both their lives, Lex and Chloe decide to become friends, with unexpected results.
Rating: PG
Notes: Thanks for all the feedback everyone! It really keeps me in the mood to write. Alrighty. I'm trying to take things slow between Chloe and Lex since they've just become friends, but it's hard because my fingers are itching to type some Chlexy goodness! lol I'm also trying to keep all the characters actually in character, so if they seem a little off, please tell me. And any feedback is good, be it good or bad. Any suggestions, criticism. I'm all for it! Now, on to part 3.
Part 3
Chloe sat in front of her computer, late at night, fingers flying over the keyboard in an attempt to finish her article that was due tomorrow. It had been about two weeks since she'd first started really conversing with Lex and as each day went by, they'd gotten to know a lot about each other. There were still some touchy subjects that neither Lex nor herself would go near, but she didn't expect him to reveal his deepest, darkest thoughts to her after only two weeks. That's one of the many things that made her intrigued with Lex. He was so mysterious and had this darker side to him that was very seductive to her.
'Seductive? Seriously Chloe, where did that come from?! Since when is Lex Luthor seductive?' she thought, still typing away furiously on the keys.
'Since always,' her inner thoughts threw back.
She shook her head, the sound of her typing echoing through the room.
"Careful Chloe. You're liable to break the keyboard or even your fingers typing at that rate," she heard a silky voice speak from somewhere behind her.
"Glad to see you're so concerned for my safety," she replied, comically.
"And that of your computer," he countered, taking a seat beside her. "Busy?"
"Never too busy to entertain the resident rich boy."
"That's all you see me as? The rich boy? I think I'm hurt," he replied, mock hurt lacing his voice. He even threw his hand to his heart for added effect.
"Don't flatter yourself, Luthor."
"Wasn't planning to, Sullivan."
He leaned back in his chair and she still felt a little proud of herself for having the ability to relax the sometimes stressed and depressed Lex Luthor.
"Oh!" he exclaimed, looking like he'd just remembered something very important and in the process, making her jump a bit in her seat. "I got this for you." He reached his right hand out to her which held in it a cup of steaming hot coffee. She smiled brightly as she took the concoction from him and inhaled the delicious scent through her nose.
"You're too kind," she said, still beaming.
He waved his hand in the air, as if to dismiss the point. "Ah, anything to keep you from falling asleep at the wheel on your drive home. Wouldn't want you running over any stray meteor freaks that have failed to catch your attention," he said with a wink.
She smiled. "No, we wouldn't want that. And remember Lex...flattery will get you no where with me."
"Way to bruise a man's ego, Miss...Chloe."
She smiled at him as she took a big gulp of the coffee, set it down beside her notebook, turned to the computer screen, and began typing again. He just crossed his arms and watched as her face became rather animated and her eyes flew back and forth across the screen, becoming completely focused on her article once again. He hated to admit it, but she had somehow gotten under his skin. She had a way of releasing all the built up tension that he'd feel after a long day of work and being with her was both comforting and liberating. He couldn't remember the last time a woman had actually challenged both his wit and his intellect. He began to smile as he realized how much he really valued their newfound friendship. And not a smirk, but a real, genuine smile that didn't grace his features often enough. She turned to look at him and noticed him smiling at her.
"What are you smiling at," she asked teasingly.
He looked down, trying to keep himself composed. "Nothing."
"If you say so," she said unconvincingly and continued typing.
"I should really get going. I just stopped by to say hi," he said as he got out of his chair, looking a bit uncomfortable.
"Oh ok. I'll see you later then."
"G'night Chloe," he said softly and left. She sighed as she watched him leave, then turned to her computer, placing her fingers over the keys. They just hovered there as her mind went blank and all she could think of was the way Lex's smile made her stomach tingle and her heart skip a few beats. She blushed at her thoughts and sighed, realizing she wouldn't get any more work done tonight. She shut down her computer, got her things, and locked up the Torch office, vowing that she'd come back early tomorrow morning and finish the article.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Lex strode into his office, half expecting his father to be there, waiting to lecture him, and half expecting it to be completely empty. It was neither.
"Clark?"
Clark turned at the sound of his name and nodded a greeting at Lex.
"Isn't it a little late for you to be here, Clark," he asked curiously. Clark looked down and started backing towards the door.
"I'm sorry if I'm bothering you," he said, the customary blush already creeping it's way to his cheeks.
Lex just smirked and sat down behind his desk, taking on a forced relaxed stance. "You're not, Clark. I'm just wondering what was so urgent that you had to visit me at..." He glanced at the grandfather clock and noticed it was 10:30.
"Wow. I must be getting really old when 10:30 is considered late," he thought comically.
"I know it's kinda late, but I needed to talk to someone," Clark said shyly.
"About?"
"Lana..." Lex resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He wondered what kind of trouble there could be in the paradise that was Clark and Lana's relationship. But then Clark continued. "and Chloe."
Lex stiffened at the mention of Chloe and he leaned forward, clasping his hands together, and studying Clark with a serious expression on his face.
"Oh?"
"Ever since my...well, ya know...Lana hasn't wanted to talk to me. Even be near me. And neither has Chloe, since our fight. And I was wondering if-"
"I'd play matchmaker and get you and Lana back together and get Chloe to talk to you again?" he cut in, already knowing where Clark was going with this.
"Well...not exactly. I know that lately, you and Chloe have been...hanging out together and I thought maybe you can get her to talk to me. Tell her to come to the farm," he explained, a hopeful and nervous tone in his voice.
Lex shook his head. "I can't, Clark. Sorry."
"Why not," he exclaimed, confused as to why Lex wouldn't help him.
Lex got up, walking over to the bar, and poured himself a drink. "Because Clark, it's not my place to interfere."
"You didn't used to mind interfering when Lana was involved," he countered back.
"But this is different."
"And how's that?"
"Because she doesn't want anything to do with you anymore."
Clark stepped back as if he'd been slapped and Lex almost regretted saying that to him. Almost.
"I knew she was mad at me, but I thought she'd-"
"Get over it and forgive you?" he cut in again.
"Not exactly but...yea," Clark said with a sigh.
"Sorry Clark, but I can't help you."
"Just talk to her, Lex. Please," he asked, almost pleadingly. Lex pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger and closed his eyes. "Lex?"
He knew that if he said yes, and talked to her, he'd probably be faced with a very, very angry Chloe. He knew how Chloe felt about Clark now, but he still sighed and said "Ok."
Clark smiled. "But I can't promise anything."
"Alright. Thanks Lex."
Clark was on his way out the door when Lex called him back.
"Yea?"
"What about the Lana problem?" Lex asked.
"I'll figure something out." He started walking out again.
"Clark!"
"Yes?"
"Why exactly did you disappear this summer?" Lex asked, waiting for an answer. Clark just grimaced slightly and turned around, leaving Lex. Lex just sipped at his drink and wondered what he'd say to Chloe.
Summary: At a confusing point in both their lives, Lex and Chloe decide to become friends, with unexpected results.
Rating: PG
Notes: Thanks for all the feedback everyone! It really keeps me in the mood to write. Alrighty. I'm trying to take things slow between Chloe and Lex since they've just become friends, but it's hard because my fingers are itching to type some Chlexy goodness! lol I'm also trying to keep all the characters actually in character, so if they seem a little off, please tell me. And any feedback is good, be it good or bad. Any suggestions, criticism. I'm all for it! Now, on to part 3.
Part 3
Chloe sat in front of her computer, late at night, fingers flying over the keyboard in an attempt to finish her article that was due tomorrow. It had been about two weeks since she'd first started really conversing with Lex and as each day went by, they'd gotten to know a lot about each other. There were still some touchy subjects that neither Lex nor herself would go near, but she didn't expect him to reveal his deepest, darkest thoughts to her after only two weeks. That's one of the many things that made her intrigued with Lex. He was so mysterious and had this darker side to him that was very seductive to her.
'Seductive? Seriously Chloe, where did that come from?! Since when is Lex Luthor seductive?' she thought, still typing away furiously on the keys.
'Since always,' her inner thoughts threw back.
She shook her head, the sound of her typing echoing through the room.
"Careful Chloe. You're liable to break the keyboard or even your fingers typing at that rate," she heard a silky voice speak from somewhere behind her.
"Glad to see you're so concerned for my safety," she replied, comically.
"And that of your computer," he countered, taking a seat beside her. "Busy?"
"Never too busy to entertain the resident rich boy."
"That's all you see me as? The rich boy? I think I'm hurt," he replied, mock hurt lacing his voice. He even threw his hand to his heart for added effect.
"Don't flatter yourself, Luthor."
"Wasn't planning to, Sullivan."
He leaned back in his chair and she still felt a little proud of herself for having the ability to relax the sometimes stressed and depressed Lex Luthor.
"Oh!" he exclaimed, looking like he'd just remembered something very important and in the process, making her jump a bit in her seat. "I got this for you." He reached his right hand out to her which held in it a cup of steaming hot coffee. She smiled brightly as she took the concoction from him and inhaled the delicious scent through her nose.
"You're too kind," she said, still beaming.
He waved his hand in the air, as if to dismiss the point. "Ah, anything to keep you from falling asleep at the wheel on your drive home. Wouldn't want you running over any stray meteor freaks that have failed to catch your attention," he said with a wink.
She smiled. "No, we wouldn't want that. And remember Lex...flattery will get you no where with me."
"Way to bruise a man's ego, Miss...Chloe."
She smiled at him as she took a big gulp of the coffee, set it down beside her notebook, turned to the computer screen, and began typing again. He just crossed his arms and watched as her face became rather animated and her eyes flew back and forth across the screen, becoming completely focused on her article once again. He hated to admit it, but she had somehow gotten under his skin. She had a way of releasing all the built up tension that he'd feel after a long day of work and being with her was both comforting and liberating. He couldn't remember the last time a woman had actually challenged both his wit and his intellect. He began to smile as he realized how much he really valued their newfound friendship. And not a smirk, but a real, genuine smile that didn't grace his features often enough. She turned to look at him and noticed him smiling at her.
"What are you smiling at," she asked teasingly.
He looked down, trying to keep himself composed. "Nothing."
"If you say so," she said unconvincingly and continued typing.
"I should really get going. I just stopped by to say hi," he said as he got out of his chair, looking a bit uncomfortable.
"Oh ok. I'll see you later then."
"G'night Chloe," he said softly and left. She sighed as she watched him leave, then turned to her computer, placing her fingers over the keys. They just hovered there as her mind went blank and all she could think of was the way Lex's smile made her stomach tingle and her heart skip a few beats. She blushed at her thoughts and sighed, realizing she wouldn't get any more work done tonight. She shut down her computer, got her things, and locked up the Torch office, vowing that she'd come back early tomorrow morning and finish the article.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Lex strode into his office, half expecting his father to be there, waiting to lecture him, and half expecting it to be completely empty. It was neither.
"Clark?"
Clark turned at the sound of his name and nodded a greeting at Lex.
"Isn't it a little late for you to be here, Clark," he asked curiously. Clark looked down and started backing towards the door.
"I'm sorry if I'm bothering you," he said, the customary blush already creeping it's way to his cheeks.
Lex just smirked and sat down behind his desk, taking on a forced relaxed stance. "You're not, Clark. I'm just wondering what was so urgent that you had to visit me at..." He glanced at the grandfather clock and noticed it was 10:30.
"Wow. I must be getting really old when 10:30 is considered late," he thought comically.
"I know it's kinda late, but I needed to talk to someone," Clark said shyly.
"About?"
"Lana..." Lex resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He wondered what kind of trouble there could be in the paradise that was Clark and Lana's relationship. But then Clark continued. "and Chloe."
Lex stiffened at the mention of Chloe and he leaned forward, clasping his hands together, and studying Clark with a serious expression on his face.
"Oh?"
"Ever since my...well, ya know...Lana hasn't wanted to talk to me. Even be near me. And neither has Chloe, since our fight. And I was wondering if-"
"I'd play matchmaker and get you and Lana back together and get Chloe to talk to you again?" he cut in, already knowing where Clark was going with this.
"Well...not exactly. I know that lately, you and Chloe have been...hanging out together and I thought maybe you can get her to talk to me. Tell her to come to the farm," he explained, a hopeful and nervous tone in his voice.
Lex shook his head. "I can't, Clark. Sorry."
"Why not," he exclaimed, confused as to why Lex wouldn't help him.
Lex got up, walking over to the bar, and poured himself a drink. "Because Clark, it's not my place to interfere."
"You didn't used to mind interfering when Lana was involved," he countered back.
"But this is different."
"And how's that?"
"Because she doesn't want anything to do with you anymore."
Clark stepped back as if he'd been slapped and Lex almost regretted saying that to him. Almost.
"I knew she was mad at me, but I thought she'd-"
"Get over it and forgive you?" he cut in again.
"Not exactly but...yea," Clark said with a sigh.
"Sorry Clark, but I can't help you."
"Just talk to her, Lex. Please," he asked, almost pleadingly. Lex pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger and closed his eyes. "Lex?"
He knew that if he said yes, and talked to her, he'd probably be faced with a very, very angry Chloe. He knew how Chloe felt about Clark now, but he still sighed and said "Ok."
Clark smiled. "But I can't promise anything."
"Alright. Thanks Lex."
Clark was on his way out the door when Lex called him back.
"Yea?"
"What about the Lana problem?" Lex asked.
"I'll figure something out." He started walking out again.
"Clark!"
"Yes?"
"Why exactly did you disappear this summer?" Lex asked, waiting for an answer. Clark just grimaced slightly and turned around, leaving Lex. Lex just sipped at his drink and wondered what he'd say to Chloe.
