Story Title: Anticipation (you know, like the song)
Summery: When Meteor mutants begin to inject Kryptonite drugs, trouble starts to appear for Smallville. It is up to Clark and Lex to find out who is behind the drugs and protect the meteor mutants of Smallville. (For Truth, Justice, and Drug Free youth on Campus! Ok, Im better now.) Slash (read at your own risk)
Rating: Pg-13 For the presence of drugs and kissing. (and slash)
Disclaimer: Hey, I don't own anything. This belongs to DC comics and the Warner Brothers. Thank you for bringing Smallville and Superman into our lives! (Yeah I know, I'm a suck up)
Lawnmowerbubble's memo: Ok, first of all I would like to thank you, the few who reviewed my story; I appreciate it:
J: thank you for reviewing. I will continue to post every week.
Sierra: thank you for reviewing as well. I will continue to post more.
Chapter 2
Hours later Clark visited Lex at the mansion. Clark had a nervous, bothered look on his face; he was staring at the floor while sitting on the couch with Lex watching TV. Lex looked over to Clark, an apathetic look on his face. He scooted in closer to him. Clark shifted his eyes down nervously again. What was wrong?
Lex knew that Clark wasn't like most people; he was different, in more ways than one. Although he trusted that one day Clark would tell him his secret when the time was right, the Luthor in him took over. He wanted to know everything about him. He wanted to quench his obsession with this Kansas farmboy once and for all.
"You know, I think Nathanial Hopkins was right." Lex said starting conversation.
Clark woke up out of his trance, "what?" he asked, looking at Lex.
"There has been too much blood shed by my father. I wish I could actually do something about it." Lex stared at Clark, gazing into his eyes, trying to read his face and tell what has wrong.
"Im sorry, if I had gotten her sooner ma-"
"No" Lex said, interrupting Clark, "It wasn't your fault, thank you for saving me." He smiled at Clark, not a Luthur smile but an honest smile, something Clark had rarely ever seen before. The smile that Lex saved just for him.
Clark changed the subject, "are you feeling ok?" he asked, concerned.
"I'll be ok with a couple of scrapes and bruises, Clark. It's safe to say that I've defiantly had worse." Lex said.
"I was wondering about the drugs he had with him, " Clark said, going back to what had happened earlier that day. He was especially interested because the drugs were kryptonite, yet they had little effect on him.
"I was curious about that too, what makes the drugs different from regular Kryptonite? It seems to have produced twice the affect in half the time with one injection."
Clark went back to watching the TV, slightly less nervous, but Lex could still tell something was going on.
"Is there something you want to tell me, Clark?" he asked, his voice calm and under control, revealing nothing.
Clark shuffled nervously, "no, ..." He looked down, avoiding Lex's gaze.
Lex inwardly sighed and Clark went back to watching TV. Lex went back to watching Clark.
"Remember," he said, "I always take care of my friends. If there's anything you ever need..." He said, staring at him like he'd always done, his eyes shining like the stars that Clark gazed at through his telescope. They shone like home, so close but yet so far.
"Yeah I know," Clark shifted nervously under his stare. "Thanks" he smiled lightly.
Clark knew he would have to tell Lex one of these days but how? Clark was so afraid that Lex would hate him, shut him out of his life because he hadn't told him sooner.
Then there was always the conversation that ran in his mind, "Hey Lex, how ya doin? By the way I'm an alien. What would you say to dinner at five?"
And Lex would say, "That's nice! Let me get my coat!" and Lex would hug him, and tell him that he understood what its like to be different, and that they could be together anytime they wanted to and have little fun. Lex would reveal anything he was hiding and there would no longer be anything separating their friendship.
Clark wished it were that easy...
Not to mention the other aspect of their relationship, Clark couldn't exactly explain it but there was a feeling every time he was around Lex. It wasn't like what he felt around Lana; it was intense, it was something different. He couldn't put a finger on it, he was prone to procrastinate sometimes, so the emotion stayed there in his brain, waiting to be picked up and chewed on again.
And here Lex was again, repeating himself. He shifted in closer barely whispering, a low deep voice, "Remember, I always protect my friends..."
This couldn't stay out of Clark's head. It stayed there, reminding Clark of Lex's sultry glances that made him feel humid and muggy inside, and of the warm and friendly glances that made Clark smile, and the everything-else glances that were clever and sharp and intelligent, but still thoughtful nonetheless. Whatever his fortune turned to be, he wanted it to include Lex.
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That night a red haired teenager walked in the rows of the stadium, prancing around with a wry little grin on his face, his feet gliding forward, taking his place among a girl with long, blonde, shoulder length hair beneath the bleachers.
They carried needles with a green liquid in them; their glow alluring, promising something more than a football game that night...
"Wow, the Crows are doing pretty good this season!" Pete stood up and let out a 'woot' before sitting down again to be welcomed by Clark and Chloe. They were talking about what happened the other day, Chloe's animated expression lighting up on her face. It seems that she would indeed have yet another case for her wall of weird.
"I can't wait to start on it, I hope I get to see a sample soon" She said, turning around to see Lana.
"Yo! Lana!" Chloe said, inviting her to sit down.
"Hello Chloe, Clark, Pete." She addressed them shyly, a delicate smile on her face.
"Hey Lana" Pete and Clark chorused.
Lana looked at Clark with a concerned look on her face, "I heard about what happened, are you ok?"
Clark shrugged, "yeah, I'm fine. Though Lex had a few cuts and bruises on him. I was a little worried."
"Really?" Chloe said, a knowing smirk on her face.
Lana looked over to Chloe, "Chloe, do you want to go get a hotdog? My treat."
"Kay," Chloe said and followed after Lana.
Clark called after them, "get me a soda!"
When they were gone, Pete rushed to Clark, "what really happened? Is everything okay?"
"Everything's fine, Pete. Mr. Hopkins was stronger than I thought he would be, every once and a while he injected himself with some kind of drug that made him stronger. Eventually he just exploded."
"Wow, of all the cases I've seen in Smallville all these years, Id have to say this is one of the most interesting. Surprising that it would be at the Luthor manner..." Pete said sarcastically.
Clark sighed and rolled his eyes; he knew Pete never approved of their friendship. After a while Clark learned to just ignore it. He sighed, "Yeah, it certainly is interesting. I'm just glad no one was seriously hurt."
"Yeah," Pete said, leaning back against the bleachers." He sat up again, curiosity in his face. "So, are you going to ask her out?" Pete asked, a grin on his face.
"Who?" Clark asked, puzzled.
"Lana, I think she's got it goin for you, man!" Clark shuffled nervously; Lana and him weren't that close anymore and Clark really didn't feel like going to a relationship with her. He had tried to commit himself, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring himself to do so. He was happy just being friends with her. All he could think about lately anyways was his friendship with Lex. Tomorrow they were going to hang out and Lex was taking him to Metropolis. He couldn't wait.
"I don't think so, I really don't think it'd be safe for her. I don't think it be safe for anyone." Clark said. "I'm really beginning to think that I'm not meant to have anyone that way..."
"Dude, man I'm sorry. If anyone, I should know how much knowing about your secret is not cool. I'm sorry, I wont talk to you about Lana again. You both have really had your share of rocky relationships." Pete said.
"What about Lex? Will you keep on complaining about him?" Clark said, a frown on his face.
"His father put my family out of work, it's hard for me to forgive that. I know you both are friends and I guess that one was out of line." Pete said
"Thanks" Clark said, "Well I hope maybe Chloe would know something abou-", shaking of the bleachers interrupted him.
The bleachers shifted like an earthquake was rattling its foundation. Clark used his x-ray vision to see two people underneath. They were violently shaking the bleachers, with strength beyond human.
He rushed to Pete, "Get as many people off the stands as you can," It was nighttime. At least dark would hide what would be a long evening.
He ran as fast as he could at normal speed to behind the stands, finding two teenagers who were laughing insanely and rattling the foundation of the bleachers.
"Stop it! Do you realize how many lives you're putting in danger?" He walked towards them slowly.
"Hey look, Don, it's the town hero!" the blond said sarcastically to the redhead beside her.
"Yeah, maybe if we're lucky, we'll get to see Lex Luthor!" he said sarcastically, "We heard about yesterday, apparently there was quite a show." He rattled the bleachers once more, causing more screams from above.
Clark could feel something. It was something barley damaging to his powers, the same feeling he had felt the other day at the Luthor manor. He used his x-ray vision to see through the girl's pocket. There was a container similar to the one he had seen yesterday, with the same vile liquid in it.
"And apparently it seems you knew Nathanial Hopkins, Thanks for bringing it up." Clark said. Maybe there was something bigger tied to all this, maybe more meteor mutants were affected by these drugs. It was defiantly something worth looking into.
"We never knew him," The blond said, walking towards Clark.
"From what I see, you all three are connected, is that true?" Clark asked.
"No, were just trying to get our kicks." The red head punched the bleachers, putting a dent through it.
That was the last straw for Clark, any minute now and the bleachers would collapse. Clark super sped towards them and knocked the blond off her feet. While don was distracted by her fall, Clark blew the air out of his stomach with a thump.
He leant over and swung at Clark as best as he could. Clark avoided him and kicked him into the air. One down, another to go. The Blonde was up and injecting herself with the kryptonite drug. She sped off before Clark had the chance to stop her.
Clark got out from under the bleachers and checked to see if everyone was ok. The police were there. Lex's Porsche was driving into the stadium parking lot.
Clark rushed to Sheriff Adams. "What happened?" She asked, speculation in her voice.
"I don't know, I was sitting on the bleachers and they started to shake. I went down and I saw two people rattling the bleachers. I don't think anyone was hurt."
"Good, that's all that matters now. "she said, leaving Clark and heading towards where Pete was with Chloe and Lana. Before he knew it, Lex was right in front of him.
"Is that what you told the sheriff?" He asked, a sly grin on his face.
"Yeah," he said, looking down at the ground, "I don't think she would believe me if I told her."
"What happened?"
"There were two mutants under the bleachers. They had the same drugs as before at the manor." Clark said.
"Are you ok? The bleachers could have fallen on you" Lex placed a hand on Clarks shoulder. He smiled lightly in his ear.
Somehow Clark always felt a little nervous when Lex crossed his personal space. Lex seemed to be doing it a lot more these days.
It was times like this when the feeling bugged him. He couldn't understand what he felt, and it wanted to be taken out and examined and chewed on a bit more. What he felt for Lex, it couldn't be anything more than friendship, could it? He loosened his shirt collar a bit in nervousness.
"Um, I'm fine." Clark said nervously, "great!"
"That's good," he said, "are you going to be at the Manor tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I can't wait." He said, excited.
"Good," he took his hand off of Clarks shoulder. "I'll see you there tomorrow." he followed off after sheriff Adams. They were taking the unconscious Don out from under the bleachers.
Clark watched him leave, there was something about the way Lex did everything, something that was magnetic and real. He walked home, trying to keep his mind on the case rather than Lex.
Summery: When Meteor mutants begin to inject Kryptonite drugs, trouble starts to appear for Smallville. It is up to Clark and Lex to find out who is behind the drugs and protect the meteor mutants of Smallville. (For Truth, Justice, and Drug Free youth on Campus! Ok, Im better now.) Slash (read at your own risk)
Rating: Pg-13 For the presence of drugs and kissing. (and slash)
Disclaimer: Hey, I don't own anything. This belongs to DC comics and the Warner Brothers. Thank you for bringing Smallville and Superman into our lives! (Yeah I know, I'm a suck up)
Lawnmowerbubble's memo: Ok, first of all I would like to thank you, the few who reviewed my story; I appreciate it:
J: thank you for reviewing. I will continue to post every week.
Sierra: thank you for reviewing as well. I will continue to post more.
Chapter 2
Hours later Clark visited Lex at the mansion. Clark had a nervous, bothered look on his face; he was staring at the floor while sitting on the couch with Lex watching TV. Lex looked over to Clark, an apathetic look on his face. He scooted in closer to him. Clark shifted his eyes down nervously again. What was wrong?
Lex knew that Clark wasn't like most people; he was different, in more ways than one. Although he trusted that one day Clark would tell him his secret when the time was right, the Luthor in him took over. He wanted to know everything about him. He wanted to quench his obsession with this Kansas farmboy once and for all.
"You know, I think Nathanial Hopkins was right." Lex said starting conversation.
Clark woke up out of his trance, "what?" he asked, looking at Lex.
"There has been too much blood shed by my father. I wish I could actually do something about it." Lex stared at Clark, gazing into his eyes, trying to read his face and tell what has wrong.
"Im sorry, if I had gotten her sooner ma-"
"No" Lex said, interrupting Clark, "It wasn't your fault, thank you for saving me." He smiled at Clark, not a Luthur smile but an honest smile, something Clark had rarely ever seen before. The smile that Lex saved just for him.
Clark changed the subject, "are you feeling ok?" he asked, concerned.
"I'll be ok with a couple of scrapes and bruises, Clark. It's safe to say that I've defiantly had worse." Lex said.
"I was wondering about the drugs he had with him, " Clark said, going back to what had happened earlier that day. He was especially interested because the drugs were kryptonite, yet they had little effect on him.
"I was curious about that too, what makes the drugs different from regular Kryptonite? It seems to have produced twice the affect in half the time with one injection."
Clark went back to watching the TV, slightly less nervous, but Lex could still tell something was going on.
"Is there something you want to tell me, Clark?" he asked, his voice calm and under control, revealing nothing.
Clark shuffled nervously, "no, ..." He looked down, avoiding Lex's gaze.
Lex inwardly sighed and Clark went back to watching TV. Lex went back to watching Clark.
"Remember," he said, "I always take care of my friends. If there's anything you ever need..." He said, staring at him like he'd always done, his eyes shining like the stars that Clark gazed at through his telescope. They shone like home, so close but yet so far.
"Yeah I know," Clark shifted nervously under his stare. "Thanks" he smiled lightly.
Clark knew he would have to tell Lex one of these days but how? Clark was so afraid that Lex would hate him, shut him out of his life because he hadn't told him sooner.
Then there was always the conversation that ran in his mind, "Hey Lex, how ya doin? By the way I'm an alien. What would you say to dinner at five?"
And Lex would say, "That's nice! Let me get my coat!" and Lex would hug him, and tell him that he understood what its like to be different, and that they could be together anytime they wanted to and have little fun. Lex would reveal anything he was hiding and there would no longer be anything separating their friendship.
Clark wished it were that easy...
Not to mention the other aspect of their relationship, Clark couldn't exactly explain it but there was a feeling every time he was around Lex. It wasn't like what he felt around Lana; it was intense, it was something different. He couldn't put a finger on it, he was prone to procrastinate sometimes, so the emotion stayed there in his brain, waiting to be picked up and chewed on again.
And here Lex was again, repeating himself. He shifted in closer barely whispering, a low deep voice, "Remember, I always protect my friends..."
This couldn't stay out of Clark's head. It stayed there, reminding Clark of Lex's sultry glances that made him feel humid and muggy inside, and of the warm and friendly glances that made Clark smile, and the everything-else glances that were clever and sharp and intelligent, but still thoughtful nonetheless. Whatever his fortune turned to be, he wanted it to include Lex.
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That night a red haired teenager walked in the rows of the stadium, prancing around with a wry little grin on his face, his feet gliding forward, taking his place among a girl with long, blonde, shoulder length hair beneath the bleachers.
They carried needles with a green liquid in them; their glow alluring, promising something more than a football game that night...
"Wow, the Crows are doing pretty good this season!" Pete stood up and let out a 'woot' before sitting down again to be welcomed by Clark and Chloe. They were talking about what happened the other day, Chloe's animated expression lighting up on her face. It seems that she would indeed have yet another case for her wall of weird.
"I can't wait to start on it, I hope I get to see a sample soon" She said, turning around to see Lana.
"Yo! Lana!" Chloe said, inviting her to sit down.
"Hello Chloe, Clark, Pete." She addressed them shyly, a delicate smile on her face.
"Hey Lana" Pete and Clark chorused.
Lana looked at Clark with a concerned look on her face, "I heard about what happened, are you ok?"
Clark shrugged, "yeah, I'm fine. Though Lex had a few cuts and bruises on him. I was a little worried."
"Really?" Chloe said, a knowing smirk on her face.
Lana looked over to Chloe, "Chloe, do you want to go get a hotdog? My treat."
"Kay," Chloe said and followed after Lana.
Clark called after them, "get me a soda!"
When they were gone, Pete rushed to Clark, "what really happened? Is everything okay?"
"Everything's fine, Pete. Mr. Hopkins was stronger than I thought he would be, every once and a while he injected himself with some kind of drug that made him stronger. Eventually he just exploded."
"Wow, of all the cases I've seen in Smallville all these years, Id have to say this is one of the most interesting. Surprising that it would be at the Luthor manner..." Pete said sarcastically.
Clark sighed and rolled his eyes; he knew Pete never approved of their friendship. After a while Clark learned to just ignore it. He sighed, "Yeah, it certainly is interesting. I'm just glad no one was seriously hurt."
"Yeah," Pete said, leaning back against the bleachers." He sat up again, curiosity in his face. "So, are you going to ask her out?" Pete asked, a grin on his face.
"Who?" Clark asked, puzzled.
"Lana, I think she's got it goin for you, man!" Clark shuffled nervously; Lana and him weren't that close anymore and Clark really didn't feel like going to a relationship with her. He had tried to commit himself, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring himself to do so. He was happy just being friends with her. All he could think about lately anyways was his friendship with Lex. Tomorrow they were going to hang out and Lex was taking him to Metropolis. He couldn't wait.
"I don't think so, I really don't think it'd be safe for her. I don't think it be safe for anyone." Clark said. "I'm really beginning to think that I'm not meant to have anyone that way..."
"Dude, man I'm sorry. If anyone, I should know how much knowing about your secret is not cool. I'm sorry, I wont talk to you about Lana again. You both have really had your share of rocky relationships." Pete said.
"What about Lex? Will you keep on complaining about him?" Clark said, a frown on his face.
"His father put my family out of work, it's hard for me to forgive that. I know you both are friends and I guess that one was out of line." Pete said
"Thanks" Clark said, "Well I hope maybe Chloe would know something abou-", shaking of the bleachers interrupted him.
The bleachers shifted like an earthquake was rattling its foundation. Clark used his x-ray vision to see two people underneath. They were violently shaking the bleachers, with strength beyond human.
He rushed to Pete, "Get as many people off the stands as you can," It was nighttime. At least dark would hide what would be a long evening.
He ran as fast as he could at normal speed to behind the stands, finding two teenagers who were laughing insanely and rattling the foundation of the bleachers.
"Stop it! Do you realize how many lives you're putting in danger?" He walked towards them slowly.
"Hey look, Don, it's the town hero!" the blond said sarcastically to the redhead beside her.
"Yeah, maybe if we're lucky, we'll get to see Lex Luthor!" he said sarcastically, "We heard about yesterday, apparently there was quite a show." He rattled the bleachers once more, causing more screams from above.
Clark could feel something. It was something barley damaging to his powers, the same feeling he had felt the other day at the Luthor manor. He used his x-ray vision to see through the girl's pocket. There was a container similar to the one he had seen yesterday, with the same vile liquid in it.
"And apparently it seems you knew Nathanial Hopkins, Thanks for bringing it up." Clark said. Maybe there was something bigger tied to all this, maybe more meteor mutants were affected by these drugs. It was defiantly something worth looking into.
"We never knew him," The blond said, walking towards Clark.
"From what I see, you all three are connected, is that true?" Clark asked.
"No, were just trying to get our kicks." The red head punched the bleachers, putting a dent through it.
That was the last straw for Clark, any minute now and the bleachers would collapse. Clark super sped towards them and knocked the blond off her feet. While don was distracted by her fall, Clark blew the air out of his stomach with a thump.
He leant over and swung at Clark as best as he could. Clark avoided him and kicked him into the air. One down, another to go. The Blonde was up and injecting herself with the kryptonite drug. She sped off before Clark had the chance to stop her.
Clark got out from under the bleachers and checked to see if everyone was ok. The police were there. Lex's Porsche was driving into the stadium parking lot.
Clark rushed to Sheriff Adams. "What happened?" She asked, speculation in her voice.
"I don't know, I was sitting on the bleachers and they started to shake. I went down and I saw two people rattling the bleachers. I don't think anyone was hurt."
"Good, that's all that matters now. "she said, leaving Clark and heading towards where Pete was with Chloe and Lana. Before he knew it, Lex was right in front of him.
"Is that what you told the sheriff?" He asked, a sly grin on his face.
"Yeah," he said, looking down at the ground, "I don't think she would believe me if I told her."
"What happened?"
"There were two mutants under the bleachers. They had the same drugs as before at the manor." Clark said.
"Are you ok? The bleachers could have fallen on you" Lex placed a hand on Clarks shoulder. He smiled lightly in his ear.
Somehow Clark always felt a little nervous when Lex crossed his personal space. Lex seemed to be doing it a lot more these days.
It was times like this when the feeling bugged him. He couldn't understand what he felt, and it wanted to be taken out and examined and chewed on a bit more. What he felt for Lex, it couldn't be anything more than friendship, could it? He loosened his shirt collar a bit in nervousness.
"Um, I'm fine." Clark said nervously, "great!"
"That's good," he said, "are you going to be at the Manor tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I can't wait." He said, excited.
"Good," he took his hand off of Clarks shoulder. "I'll see you there tomorrow." he followed off after sheriff Adams. They were taking the unconscious Don out from under the bleachers.
Clark watched him leave, there was something about the way Lex did everything, something that was magnetic and real. He walked home, trying to keep his mind on the case rather than Lex.