Later on that night...

After the police had left their house and got all of the facts straight, they hauled out the four PomPom maniacs who were soon awaiting a trial. A trial whos judge was Abbigal Ross, Pete Ross's mother. No way were they getting off the hook with a slim punishment, oh no. Now for the long awaited privacy.

"Clark"

"Lana" They started at the same time, both with the same topic at hand, both ending it with a uneasy tension floating around in the room just waiting to pounce.

"Hehe, you first Clark." Lana said with a smirk concealing the nerve racking suspense.

"Well, Lana.. I wanna know why, for one, you were crying.. I mean I've never seen you like that.." Clark said, trying to inch his way to the topic. 'I cant hide it from him anymore, I should just come out and say it and its done and over with and we can run away from eachother or..'

"Clark..I-I.. well the truth it th-" Lana studdered, but soon was interuptted by a loud and chirpy voice. 'God damn her!' Lana beat herself up for not getting it out quick enough

"HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLO CHILDREN!" Alicia said climbing up the stairs like a bull elephant. Clark laughed at the sight as Lana continued to kick herself mentally. 'Always interuptting... can't she butt out for atleast one second so I can say it then run faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar away?'

"Hi Alicia" Both said with a lil too much enthusiasm. Alicia just popped her eyebrows up and thought of a way to humilate the fumbling two.

"How are my two favorite lovebirds doing?" Alicia said with a contriving smile.

"What!" Both said with a high tone of surprise

"I said how are my two buds doin?" Alicia said innocently. 'Sureeeeeeeeee ya did' They both thought.

"Ohh.." Lana sighed in relief,

"So I heard you finally busted the PomBitches." Alicia grinned and gave them a thumbs up. She leaned over to Lana and put her hand infront of her face "Now you can move your ass without any interuptions, make him work for it girl..' Alicia slapped Lana on the back,

"Y-yes" She replied uneasily. Clark just smirked. 'Yeah, thats right. Make me work for it Lana, you know it'll kill me.'

"Now Clark, what do you have in mind for this weekend?" Alicia was just popping questions out of the blue.

"Don't know yet, think I'm going to work on that history paper." He said with a thoughtful look. 'Not for long, yes thats right Clark, I'm gonna make you wish you didn't have a dick.' Lana's evil side piped up in her head, she quickly shooed it away.

"Oh" Alicia just replied and flicked it off. "Com'on Clarky, I'll walk you to your car." Before he could resist, Alicia ripped him out of the chair and pulled him away. 'No! Must.. Resist.. Urge.. THATS IT!' He pulled out of Alicia's grip and made his way over to Lana. Her heart stopped as he grabbed her hands and placed them in his. Leaning over, he began whispering ever so quietly into her ear making shivers go up and down her spine.

"We'll talk later, don't worry. You're not getting off that easily." He quickly kissed her on the cheek and ran off with Alicia.

As they disappeared down the step, once more Lana reached up and touched her cheek. "Twice, easy tiger.. Next time I might pounce" She said to the emptiness of her loft.

'I heard that Ms. Lang' Clark said to himself. He was still in shock after the events from last night. Thanks to Chloe and her idiotic friends, he learned a part of Lana Lang's Deep Dark Secret.

"Easy, Lang. If you keep doing this to me, I might do more than kiss you." He said to the outside world. Alicia quickly turned around, surprised at his words.

"Clark, who are you talking to?" Alicia said with a surprised look.

"The one who I'm going to be calling mine very.. very soon. Guys at school better watch em' selves, Alicia.. It'd be a shame to be loosing a limb." Clark said with a mischievous smirk. They climbed into Alicia's car and drove back to Clark's then she'd get to go home and listen to Lana ramble on the phone for the following hours.

iI heard that Mr. Kent/i

"Alica..I found out, finally!" Lana squealed like a little kid eyeing the sight of candy

"Oh, found out what Ms.Lana?" Alicia said with a sly tone.

"You know what I know!" Lana crossed her arms while she was picking out an outfit for tomorrow. Alicia could be so damn stubborn.

"Now Lana, obsessing over a tall handsome quarterback of ours isn't going to solve our love issues.." She continued on, trying to get Lana to stop playing games.. Suddenly there was a long silence on the phone, she heard Lana's steady breathing, almost seeing her eyes swirling, trying to concentrate on the subject at hand.

"He... said.." Lana slowly started, pausing every few seconds. She wondered if she said it outloud, would it go away?

"Said what?" Alicia said with a grin on her face knowing exactly what he said, but to her or not is the question. Lana gulped.

"He said.. that he.. was obsessed with me.. No, he said he loved me." Lana spit out, and let out a sigh of relief.

"FINALLY!" Alicia screamed out, jumping onto her bed. "He said it to you? And you kissed and fucked eachothers brains out right! RIGHT!" Alicia purposely got herself hyped up to hear Lana softly gasping and chuckling on the phone.

"N-no, I heard.. him talking to Chloe from the loft stairs. And.. he had my letter.." Lana pressed her body against the closet door, slowly sliding down at the thought.

"Ah-ha! I knew it! You two are so thickheaded! GO TO HIS HOUSE AND HAVE HOT MESSY SECKS WITH HIM ALREADY!" Alicia yelled into the phone, Lana laughed at the way she said "sex," It was quite funny watching Alicia, the Anti-Romantic, playing matchmaker.

"I'm seeing him tomorrow, he'll obviously push it, but he doesn't know I know." Lana smirked at her handiwork, planning an all day torture Clark day with actions and revealing clothes. Oh yes, this is going to be very productive.

"Then you'll fuck him, ah yes." Alicia yelled a lil too loud, she soon heard her mother screaming for saying the foul language in her 'holy' home.

"ALICIA ANN BAKER GET YER BUTTOCKS OFF THE PHONE AND GET TO BED! THERE'S SCHOOL IN THE MORNING!" Alicia just groaned

"Yes almighty mother dearest," She whispered. "I'll seeya tomorrow, Lana. Peace out!" God love the dial tone.

Lana carefully placed down the phone and reflung herself onto her bed, she heard a slight knocking at the door.

"Come in" Lana said. Her mother slowly walked in, with a small smile on her face.

"Just came to see how you're doing." Laura said, sitting down at the edge of Lana's bed. "Surprised you're so hyper and happy at the moment." She chuckled quietly.

"Could I tell ya something mom?" Lana asked, quitely contemplating on telling her her mother about Clark.

"Anything, hunny." Lana's mother replied with a warm smile. Lana sub-conciously shuffled towards her mom a little more, with a huge grin on her face.

"I heard Clark say he loved me." Lana beamed while speaking softly.

"Well, DUH, Lana. Anyone could tell you that!" Laura smirked, crossing her arms.

"You knew!" Lana shrieked.

"Of course, who didn't. So obvious!" She got up from the bed, saying her goodnights and walked out.

'Wow, we're that obvious huh.. I wonder what his lips are like.. his hands are so smooth.. his perfect toned body, the flawless personality.. and those eyes.. he's like an angel, my angel..' Lana cuddled up at her pillow and hugged it to death. She kicked her legs and squealed once more in pure happiness, before she slowly drifted off to sleep.

Clark sat in his loft, fiddling with a pencil while thinking about the events of the night.. Lana's letter, Chloe's obsessiveness, Alicia's all-knowing smirk of 'I told you so'.. Everything fit together so perfectly he just wanted to go to her house and cuddle with her. Tell her he loves her as much as she loves him, 'nooo wait! I love her more!' He grinned as he gingerly pulled out the piece of folded paper from his jacket, silently reading over the words that completed his heart, his soul.. "iWould you still be here, making me fall in love with you even more by the second/i The words flicked off his tongue into a special place in his heart. "iYou're my knight in shining armor, the one who holds me when I cry, who listens to my problems and annoyances, the one who I wish I could call mine. /i" You're the one I want to call mine, my first real love, my soul mate. "iI'm a hopeless romantic who will never get you, whos not pretty enough, whos not athletic or smart enough for you../i" You're perfect in everything and everything I'm not.' Clark was too busy sitting in his bliss to notice the soft footsteps advancing up the steps of his treehouse.

"I could never stop loving you" Clark said silently.

"Stop loving who, Clark?" A soft yet familar voice called out.

Lana stepped out of the shadows, in her happy bunny pj's and a yellow Smallville high gym t-shirt. She had a beautiful smile on as her hair was in a slightly messy bun allowing her curls cascade down to her back. There was nothing more beautiful than Lana Lang standing in my fort with PJ's on and a grin that could light the deepest darkness of the caves in hell. God how he loved her.

"Oh, nothing its just a song.." He lied as he chuckled slightly at the fact he was back to the same nervous junior that first met Lana.

"Sureeee.." Lana said, smirking. Does she know something?

"Heh, Not that I mind your company but watcha' doing up here at.." Clark glances at the clock then gets lost in Lana's hazel eyes. "..3am.." Lana too was lost into his eyes, she slowly walked over closer to him and sat down.

"I came to see you." She admitted.

"Oh, I see. How come? Something wrong?" He felt a pit of nervousness flow down to his stomach.

"No, nothings wrong... It's perfect." Clark once more got lost into her eyes, this time unable to snap out of it. He felt his heart taking over his body once more, his love overflowing, his eyes slowly closing. Then it happened. This kiss. Their lips met and it slowly started, but soon turned fiery and passionate. Clark put one hand to her face and another to her back, slowly bringing up her shirt. Their tongues continued to duel as he slowly placed Lana's back to the couch. Her hips began grinding against his. The moon was slowly falling. He began sucking on her top lip as she nibbled on his bottom, unfortunately, they broke apart for the much needed oxygen. She looked at him with pure love and lust in her eyes. She began laying kisses down his smooth chiseled chest as she unbuttoned his plaid shirt. He moaned uncontrollably, she smiled in victory. It was his turn. He grabbed Lana and flipped her over and started sucking on her earlobe, she gasped in pleasure, and groaned in delight as he started to go lower. He grabbed the collar of her shirt and ripped it in half with ease, revealing her beauty. He looked at Lana for approval, she nodded as she bit her lip. He slowly made his arms around her back, fumbling with the clasp as his tongue darted around her breasts, she moaned in pure ecstasy. The ache in her lower regions were growing. Finally she unclasped the bra for him, allowing him to gain full access to her luscious orbs. With one hand playing with one nipple, another massaging, he made little circles with his tongue around her nipple which was growing very hard. Slowly he nibbled on it, she screamed in delight.

"Clark.." She said breathlessly.. "I need you.."

He didn't need anything else, slowly he got up and unzipped his jeans letting them drop to the wooded planks. Lana mimiced him and too dropped her pjs revealing a black lace thong matching her bra. He stared her down in pure bliss, slowly she approached him and slid down her panties. She bashfully smiled, as he was in shock. Lana Lang in all of her glory.. My god.. Picking up his jaw from the ground he began to take of his boxers, but were stopped by a pair of little hands. She looked up at him, smiling slightly, her eyes full of joy, he pulled his hands back as she began pulling them down. A small gasp was released from her lips as she saw his size, he was huge. He smirked, as did she, he soon attacked her with his mouth. His fingers began trailing down her body, leaving tingles fly up and down her body. He began kissing down her neck once more as he put two fingers in slowly. She gasped once more, she looked down at him with approval. He slipped three fingers in and began thrusting his fingers in and out, her hips responding by continuing the motions. She was ready. He slowly slid back up, leaving one last trail of kisses as he positioned himself between her legs. He kissed her slowly, as he slowly... began to...

"CLARK KENT BREAKFASSSSSSSST!"

Best.Dream.Ever. Hands down. Clark got up and stretched then walked down the staircase. Ever since he met Lana he had something more to wake up to, more of a reason to coorperate with mornings and days. She was the sun, he was the moon. She would always be a part of his life, but if he didn't bring up his courage to tell her, he'd never show her everything he could give. As he opened the refrigerator door, he grabbed the orange juice and sat down to a plate of muffins and eggs. Yum.

"Morning Mum" Clark called out as she entered the kitchen.

"Good morning, hunny" She sat down and started staring at Clark from across the table with puppylike eyes. He looked up and saw his mother staring.

"What'd I.." He questioned with a full mouth. "..do now?" He swallowed. Martha's was stare unwavering, she just put a warm smile on.

"Oh nothinnnnnnnngg..." She said in an innocent tone. Clark placed his fork down and looked her in the eye

"Mom!" He crossed his arms. She grinned.

"We had a good morning didn't we?" She said, fluttering her eyes continuing to hide her true plan. Clark's eyes buldged a bit as he felt his manhood twitch.

"WhatcoughDocough you mean?" He said trying to avoid the subject, somehow. Martha's grin exploded.

"Ohhhhh... Lana... mmmm" She mimiced, holding a piece of laundry to her face, pretending to be Clark. Poor, Clarkie.

"I..er..um.. ahh.." Clark was turning redder by the moment, 'hey it was an awesome dream, thank you!'

"Exactly." Martha got up and circled him.

"You didn't tell me you had it this bad for her.." She said in a sly tone

"Yo-you never asked" He laughed nervously

"To think my son and Lana Lang.. Hmm, I seem to remember something..Oh what was it..." She put her finger to her head and thought for a second, still grinning. Clark continued to get redder than red, he was about to burst.

"I duno" Clark lied, quickly picking his fork back up and shoving food into his mouth. Martha put her hands on her hips, and let a small smile escape.

"Clark Kent meets Lana Lang in movie theater, Clark Kent has the secret crush until freshmen year, Clark Kent regains crush in Junior year.. Since you were four? Now this is something to remember." Martha was having a hoot, playing with her son's mind was the best.

"HEY! I DIDN'T HAVE A SECRET CRUSH!" Clark screamed which came out in a very high pitched tone.

"Uh-huh, just like that tree which holds your fort doesn't have about 5 "Clark+Lana"'s on it." She grinned once more and walked out of the kitchen, secretly satisfied. As she left, Clark put his elbows on the table and rested his head in his hands. He began smiling.

"It really didn't go away.." he whispered to the nothingness.

i13 years ago - The Talon/i

A little boy at the age of about three or four skipped down the sidewalk of the town. His thick dark curls were covering his magnificent ocean green eyes. He held a huge smile, it was his first time going to the movie theater. His mother held his hand as they approached the window to buy their tickets to see "The Little Mermaid." It had just come out a month or so ago and the little boy had been begging to see the movie. Finally, his mother had given in. The boy suddenly stopped, and gasped. His face looked confused and yet mesmerized. The mother bent down, her auburn hair sliding in front of her face. The boy pointed ahead of them, his eyes still glued to something or one. The mother looked over and saw her friend and neighbor. She was holding her daughter who's sleek raven hair went down to the middle of her small back. Her hazel eyes sparkled with delight. The little boy began tugging on his mothers shirt, she bent down once more returning with a smile.

"Mommy, whos that? Is that an angel? I've never seen an angel before.. She's beautiful.." The little boy said his eyes lighting up once more.

"Clark, hunny. That's Lana Lang, our neighbor. Let's go talk to them, come on." His mother grabbed his hand and began walking up to the two, Clark's heart began beating faster and faster. As the stopped, the little girl grinned.

"Hey Laura, how are you?" The mother asked, with a warm smile. Laura, the other mother, smiled just as warmly back.

"Good, thanks Martha, you?" Clark hid behind his mother.

"Good. Hey Lana, going to see the Little Mermaid, huh?" Lana beamed and nodded,

"Yes, mommy said that its about a girl whos like a fishie." Martha laughed.

"Is that Clark behind you, Martha?" Laura asked, kneeling down.

"Yes, Clark hunny, you can stop hiding." Martha looked down and smiled, bringing Clark to front. "Say Hi."

"Hel-hello." Clark studdered, still in a trance. His eyes interlocked with the little girl.

"Hi, I'm Lana." She beamed once more. Clark's heart fluttered.

"H-hi, I'm C-Clark." He smiled, trying to overcome his nervousness.

"You seeing Little Mermaid too, Clark?" Lana said excitely.

"Yes. I wanted to see it forever!" He jumped up and down in excitement.

"Me too! Wanna sit next to me and watch it togefer?" Lana's eyebrows smushed together. "To-gef-er...no. Mommy! How you say togefer?" Clark laughed. Lana blushed.

"Together." Laura said, walking beside Martha.

"Together!" Clark and Lana yelled in unsion. Lana boldly grabbed Clark's hand as they walked hand in hand into the theater.

"I like you Lana, you nice." Clark said with a huge grin. Not believing he said it outloud.

"I think I like you, too, Clarkie." She giggled at the nickname she had given him.

Behind them, Laura and Martha attempted to stifle their giggles.

"I think my son has a crush on your daughter. He was so nervous when he saw her." Martha smiled through her laughter.

"I think my daughter has a crush on you son. She was asking me last week to go see him. She said she thought he was an angel." Laura laughed.

"Clark said the same thing five minutes ago. Funny." Martha continued to smile as they entered the theater doors.

During the whole movie, Clark and Lana stole glances of eachother. Lana kept smiling at him, and put her hand on his. When the part Ursula tried to kill the men and Aerial, Clark put his arm around Lana and told her he'd protect her. She'd never felt safer in her whole life. After the movie was over, Clark, Lana, Laura and Martha walked out the theater in a group. They continued walking down the moonlite sidewalks of Smallville. Clark yawned a little, as it was almost his bedtime. Martha and Laura were talking, and Lana was happily holding Clark's hand.

"I had fun, Clarkie." She said. Looking over to the dark haired boy.

"Me too," His green eyes lit up once more.

"My mommy said.. if I really really like.. someone I could do this. But don't tell her. Sh" Lana stopped as Martha and Laura were laughing, opening the car doors.

"Ok." Clark whispered. "What is it?" He inched closer.

"This." Lana hopped over and kissed him on the cheek. She blushed greatly and looked away for a second. Clark smiled, holding his face where his newly found friend had just pecked.

"I really like you, Clarkie, I hope you come over again.." She said in a whisper. Clark saw her sadness and walked over and put his hand on her face, gently rubbing it.

"Don't worry, you're like my best friend.. Maybe even better! I will always protect you!" Clark puffed out his chest, then laughed. He wrapped his hands around Lana and hugged her. She hugged him back.

"Clark, we got to go. In the car!" Martha shouted from a few feet.

"Bye, Lana." Clark let go and ran to his mother, leaving Lana smiling.