Cheaters
I don't own any of these characters, nor do I seek to make any money off of them in any way. I have to admit I actually got the inspiration to write this from Smallville, so I guess it's sort of a crossover. Please review if you enjoy it, or if you don't that's fine too.
"Clark this could be a major scandal. Can you imagine the headline's if it turns out to be true? 'Metropolis' Most Eligible Bachelor a Bachelorette?' It would be gold, all we have to do is go to your little farm town and do some research. He was spotted with someone at several gay clubs, but they were never identified! Then I yesterday I got a lead that there used to be a guy in Smallville. It could be the same guy! It's just too perfect and you've got to be the trump card here!" She desperately tried to make him see the truth. "Lois, I'm not going to help you with this one. I'm not going to use a man's sexual preference known or unknown to cause a scandal. It's wrong and I won't do it!" he all but shouted back. She glared "give me one good reason why not." "A reason? Other than it's completely wrong and immoral even from a journalistic view, even that it goes way beyond what the public has a right to know, or that the story will be completely biased from the get go?" She wanted to throttle him. "I'll tell you why Lois, because we don't write for some fucking tabloid." He whirled about and stormed out of her office.
She felt like the wind had been knocked out of her. She could spit and cuss with the best of them, her temper was legendary, but she'd never pushed Clark's button quite like this. She was just now realizing how mad he was at her for wanting to follow this story. He'd raised his voice to her on very few occasions, but she'd never heard him swear in her life. Suddenly she thought back to all of the women she'd seen throw themselves at his feet, and how he always seemed slightly embarrassed and apologetically turned them down. Her brain was making huge leaps here, but something occurred to her that she'd never considered, was Clark Kent, all American boy, gay? The pieces began to fall together and she felt ashamed. 'He never said anything' she thought, 'but why should he have to?' She felt terrible and unworthy to work here, it wasn't a story she should have ever been thinking about; it was gossip column material, not front page. If she hadn't been personally invested in Lex Luthor's pain she would have seen immediately the complete lack of moral integrity that it would require to write the piece.
She knocked softly on his door; it was never closed, until today. He called out and she opened the door timidly. He was busy writing, but spared a glance up. "What can I do for you?" he asked a little distracted. "I wanted to apologize for before and thank you for reeling me in. He was cheating on me before, when I confronted him; he told me I was the only woman for him. I just, the rumor made me understand the double entendre. I wanted to hit him where it would hurt him, it was petty and personal and incredibly unprofessional. Thank you for knocking some sense into me." His anger had long since vanished, replaced by understanding. "I'm sorry to hear that, I didn't know he was cheating, though I'm not surprised." He paused, the air slightly pregnant, "The lead, it was me. It was oh so long ago. I, he was my first, and he strayed quite a bit but I was too naïve to know he was playing me." He shook his head with a small sheepish grin. "I'm sorry for yelling at you earlier, we Kent's are renowned for our tempers." She looked at him incredulously "Are you kidding? You and your dad have the longest fuses of anyone I've ever met." He grinned, "Well compared to mad dog lane, I suppose they do stretch for miles."
