A/N: I forgot to mention in the first chapter that is also my first attempt at a Smallville story, I'm a fairly new fan of the show and I decided to stray away from what I normally write to try my hand at this.
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters, they belong to Miles Millar and Alfred Gough. Reviews and constructive criticism only, all flames will go to heat my non exisent fireplace.
Chapter 2
Directly after school ended the next afternoon, Clark headed over to the mansion. "Lex?" he called, his voice echoing throughout the porcelian halls of the mansion. "You wanted to see me?"
"You've been lying to me this whole time," Lex said, lifting a bottle of clear brown liquid to his lips. "All these years, our friendship has been based on a lie."
"...Lex? What are you talking about?"
"Don't play dumb with me, Kent, you know damn well what I'm talking about. That night on the bridge, the roof of my car was ripped apart like a sardine can, you were the only one there."
"Lex...the impact of the accident tore the roof off the car," Clark tried to explain.
"Clark, tell me the truth for once in your life. Don't shut me out like you shut Lana and Chloe out, if anyone deserves to know the truth, it's me."
Clark sighed. He had a point, but could he really tell Lex his secret? What would the older man think of him then? "Lex, if I told you, you'd end up hating me."
Lex laughed bitterly. "I wouldn't hate you, Clark. I just need to know the truth before anything more happens between us."
"Trust me on this one, Lex. If I told you, you'd never think of me as the same again. It's better for both of us if I don't."
Lex turned to look at him, and for the first time Clark could see just how pale his friend really was. "It can't be that bad, Clark. Unless you're an alien in a human body hiding out on Jonathan and Martha Kent's farm, I don't see why you can't tell me."
Clark gulped. That was exactly WHY Lex could never find out the truth; if Lex did find out that Clark really was indeed an alien, he was afraid Lex would never look at him the same again, afraid that Lex would end their relationship. Lex was one of the few friends Clark considered close to him, and that was a chance that he was not willing to risk. He laughed slightly. "I'm as human as you are, Lex. Cut me and I bleed." he said. But what color do I bleed is the question, he asked himself.
Lex sighed. "I believe you," he said. "I'm sorry Clark, it's just lately, I don't know what's wrong with me, it's like I've been thrown off whack." he said. "And I'm still curious as to what happened that night on the bridge but I promised your father and you that I would no longer pry into it. I just hope that one day you can trust me enough to tell me your secret." he said softly, staring into the deep blue eyes that he loved so much.
"Lex, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's that I can't, it's better for both of us if you don't know," he said. "And you know I'd trust you with my life. I love you Lex, with my whole heart, soul and my entire being."
"I know you do Clark, it's just sometimes nice to be reminded of how much you love me." Lex said, wrapping his arms around Clark's waist and leaning foreward to kiss his forehead. "No matter what happens Clark, I trust you and you can always come to me; I'd do anything for you, including taking a bullet for you."
Considering no bullet known to man can hurt me, that's not possible, Clark thought, but instead he smiled and kissed his lover's lips. "I know you would, and I'd do the same for you." he said, glancing at his watch. "I've got homework to do and chores to finish around the farm, call me if you need me." he said, placing one last small kiss on Lex's lips, then heading home.