Title: Electric blue eyes

Rating: PG-13 (Will turn into R in later chapters)

Pairing: Clark/Lex

Author's note: Well here it is. The next chapter. Hopefully somebody is still reading this. Not a lot of people reviewed my last chapter. Sorry it took so long to update this. I just got my computer back up and running. I do hope you like this next chapter.

A few days had passed and Clark sat in his loft. The man who had gone by the name of Christian had left town. Clark felt relieved but for some reason he knew that he hadn't seen the last of him. Lex was doing much better from what he was told. Clark had not been back since he had left to find a nurse.

He didn't know how to deal with this. When Lex was in his coma Clark had spent every waking hour in that hospital. He worried the hell out of his friends and parents.

Clark paced the loft back and forth trying to decide what to do. He wanted to see Lex. He needed to see Lex. He just didn't know if he could. Clark kept thinking back to the moment when he had walked out of that room. He swore he had heard Lex say that he loved him. But Clark knew that he didn't. After everything that they had been through how could Lex love him?

Clark sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He needed to stop this. He needed to go see Lex. He felt himself use superspeed to get to the hospital. He stood outside Lex's room for the longest time. His stomach was in knots and his head was pounding. But when he reached for the door handle it opened. He then found himself standing face to face with Lex in a wheelchair and a nurse behind him.

"Clark." his name came hoarse and raspy off Lex's lips. "Hi Lex." That's all Clark could offer at the moment. "Hi Lex? I've been in a coma for a month and 'Hi Lex' is all you can offer?" It didn't take long for Lex to get his usual tone of voice back. "I'm sorry Lex. I'll come by the manor and see you later."

Clark saw what he thought was hurt in Lex's eyes. Clark smiled weakly and left the hospital.

Lex hated hospitals. He hated them ever since he was a little boy. But since moving to Smallville it seemed hospital's couldn't get enough of him. Lex didn't remember anything about being in a coma. The last thing he remembered was swerving his car and the waking up in the hospital.

Lex managed to not stay long in the hospital. By nightfall he was sitting in the comfort of his own bedroom. He sat there and stared blankly into space. He had gotten visits from the usual people. Chloe and Lana had stopped by earlier. Even Mr. And Mrs. Kent had stopped by. His father came by briefly. But Lex never saw Clark.

The clock on his nightstand blared 10:30 p.m. back at him. He couldn't decide weither he wanted to collapse or pace the halls. Then Lex did something that was very unlike him. He cried. He didn't know where it came from but all the sudden he felt the painful urge to just break down. He held his hands over his eyes as he reduced himself to sharp sobs. That's when he heard his name.

Lex looked up through his tear stained eyes and saw Clark standing there in the doorway. The boys green eyes just stared back at him. "What?" Lex said a little too sharply. Clark walked over and knelt down in front of him. Lex hesitated as Clark took his hands. "I'm sorry Lex." was all he said. Clark leaned in and kissed Lex softly on the lips. Lex felt his heart ache.

Lex felt soft lips kiss the side of his jaw. He then felt them kiss the tears off his face. "I can't even imagine what you went through." Clark whispered as he kissed the crook of Lex's neck. "I'm sorry about everything that I said to you." Lex pulled slightly away from Clark and looked him in the eyes. "I'm sorry Clark."

"Nothing is every going to be the same is it?" Lex asked as Clark kissed him on the mouth again. "No. I don't think it is."