Summary: Lex is President, Clark is Superman, It's New Years and they talk
A/n: Two o'clock on new years morning, what's an over caffeineated girl to do? Write a future fic of course. Sadly I've had way to much NPR and not enough comics where Lex is President.
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Lex stood staring out the window of the oval office, when he heard the familiar whoosh as superman rushed past the security guards and into Lex's office. Lex absent mindedly wondered what they would do if it was someone besides Superman running into his office.
"Hello Clark."
"Do you really think sending four thousand more men to the Middle East is going to fix the problem?"
"Happy New years to you too."
"It's New Years?"
Lex examined his watch, "It's been 2013 for exactly one minute."
"I was in Alaska."
"Ah, anything I should be worrying about."
"No, I was just looking at the northern lights."
"How's Lois?"
"She's… Lois."
"Chloe?"
"Fine, she's in Russia for some reason that I don't actually understand but I think it has something to do with asteroids or poetry."
"That narrows it down."
"She could have said meteor, could have said metaphor, very bad phone line."
"Lana?"
"Pregnant, she and Pete are excited, they want to name the kid Whitney."
"Boy or girl?"
"Nothing bad is going to happen to them if you call and say hi."
Lex shrugged and sat down at his desk. "So Middle east, since when did you pay attention to foreign policy."
"I pay attention to a lot of things, and I can't lecture you about unethical business practices anymore."
"You're allowed to call when you not mad at me you know."
"You're not allowed to lecture me until you start calling people yourself."
"They don't want to talk to me and you know it."
"Lana does. How did you get me distracted again?"
"It's ridiculously easy, do you have a suggestion besides soldiers?"
"U.N. peace keepers, more people to set up schools and build hospitals."
"And get kidnapped, and beheaded on tape."
"Lex, there has to be another way."
"Clark, I've been trying for four years. Unless you have a better option please don't condemn me for my choices."
Clark sighed and opened the window to leave.
"It would be nice to hear from you when you aren't trying to save the world."
"I'll tell Lana you said hi."
"Happy New Years Clark."
"Happy New Years Lex." Clark flew off into the night sky with a less then happy expression and a slight slump to his shoulders
Lex poured himself a scotch and returned to looking out the window.
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Lois studied Clark as he paced around the apartment.
"You went and talked to Lex again, didn't you?"
"How can you tell?"
"You have a certain, my bubble has just been burst again and I have to face how much the world sucks, look about you."
"That obvious?"
"Only to me, and your parents, and Chloe if she actually ever visited, oh and Pete, and maybe Lana, and…"
"I get the point Lois."
"So did Lex win this time?"
"No one ever wins. I tell him he's done something wrong, he asks how everybody's doing and we argue until we come to a stalemate."
"He won didn't he?"
"Kind of."
"Men." Said Lois with a shake of her head.
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A/n: One shot unless I'm told otherwise. ;-)