-1TITLE: All I Really Want
AUTHOR: LauraLewis
PAIRING: Clark/Lex
RATING: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters, they belong to the WB and various other (probably very rich) people. I'm merely borrowing the boys for some fun; they will be returned as good as new:)
SUMMARY: Clark's POV. Reactions to the fallout...
A/N: This is my first ever attempt at FanFic, so any comments/reviews would be greatly appreciated!
A/N2: In my world Clark is 17 and Lex is 21 just because I say so:-) Also, everyone may seem a little OOC, that's just the way they are in the world I live in though:-)
A/N3: This is Clark and Lex's reaction to the events, the next chapter will be from Jonathon/Martha's POV.
A/N4: Apologies for the delay in getting this chapter out, I'm still not happy with it, but I'm fed up of looking at it, so decided just to put it out. Not been beta-ed so all errors are my own. Hopefully have the next chapter posted by the end of the week...

Chapter 3 - The Aftermath I

When Clark stepped out of the door, he couldn't see Lex anywhere. His car was still sitting in the drive which meant he was still around. Somewhere. Lex had most likely headed up to the solitude of Clark's loft, where Clark himself would go when he needed to escape from everything for a while. Taking a deep breath, Clark headed up in search of his lover.

"Lex? Are you up here?" Clark called out as he ascended the stairs in the barn. "Lex?" he called again, after gaining no response.

"Hey, there you are," Clark called softly, seeing Lex perched on his battered, old couch. Clark moved to sit beside Lex - who was still cradling his jaw - and slid an arm around him. "Hey," Clark whispered, "you okay?" Lex turned his head to face Clark, blue-grey eyes shining from unshed tears.

"I've been better," came Lex's hoarse reply. "I just hate it that people still see my father every time they look at me. I'm not him! I don't ever want to be him." Lex added quietly.

They fell into silence, Clark was reluctant to push Lex, aware his lover had to process everything inside his head, before being able to discuss it with Clark.

Clark jerked as Lex spoke up, "Clark? I want you to promise me something." At Clark's nod he continued, "If I ever turn into my father, promise me you'll kill me."

"Lex!" He can't be serious, he can't expect me to... to kill him! I love him!

"I'm serious Clark. I don't want to be him. Ever." Lex's voice was panicked, as if he was realising that maybe it was the only way to avoid turning into his father. "I'd rather be dead than become another Lionel Luthor, Clark. One is more than enough for this world. And I would be ten times worse than he is. I know it Clark, given the opportunity I could cause even more chaos and destruction and...and pain, than he ever could!" Lex was almost frantic now, thinking of all the things he could do, whatever Cassandra had seen in her 'vision' plaguing him, "I know it Clark. And so do you. Promise me, I'll never be him. Please Clark," Lex was begging now, "I don't want to become him. Please...I don't want to be him."

"Lex, it's okay. Calm down." He hugged Lex tighter, "I won't let you become him. I promise you. You'll never be him."

"Yeah, but you won't be around forever. Without you in my life, there's nothing to stop me from becoming him.

He thinks I'm going to leave him. When will he learn that I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay with him forever if he'll have me. "Lex! I'm never going to leave you. Nothing could make me leave you. I love you, Lex." He has to know that by now. Doesn't he? "You complete me, Lex. I'm nothing without you," Clark finished with a soft smile, and a gentle caress to Lex's cheek.

"I'm so afraid Clark," Lex whispered. "What if I become him anyway? People treat me the same way they treat him. Nothing I do will change anyones opinion of me. People seem to forget all the good things I've done, and they continue to compare me to Him... I just want to be liked, Clark," he finished in an anguished whisper.

"Oh Lex," Clark said, embracing Lex tightly. I'm never letting you go Lex. You'll always be safe with me. "Everything's going to be okay, I promise. Your father hasn't done a lot of good for this town, and they think you are just the same. They'll realise you're not like him." Eventually. "Anyway, you shouldn't care what the rest of the town thinks, if they are too blind to see you for who you really are, it's their loss." And my gain.

"One person we do need to worry about though is my dad." Clark added tentatively.

Lex groaned at the reminder of Jonathon Kent, but Clark continued talking, "He kind of warned me that if I left the house, that I was never to come back."

"Oh Clark..." Lex didn't know what else to say, but knew it was all his fault, "I'm so sorry."

"Hey. Don't be. It's not your fault. He was just being an ass. Mom would never let him kick me out anyway." Clark grinned at that, causing Lex to smile briefly, before Clark became serious again, "But I wouldn't care if he did, Lex. Nothing could stop me from being with you," Clark said, tightening his hold on Lex. "Nothing Lex, I love you too much to let you go," he whispered, pulling Lex's hand away from his swollen jaw, so that he could kiss him properly.

"I love you too," Lex whispered against Clark's lips, tears rolling down his cheek. Bringing his hand up, Lex slipped it into the dark, shiny curls he loved so much. Pulling Clark closer, to kiss more thoroughly, he poured all his love and emotions into the passionate embrace.

When they broke the kiss to breathe, both just sat holding on to each other, Lex snuggling into Clark's warm body, seeking the comfort of each other's embrace. Soon, the emotion of the last hour or so, caught up with them, and they fell asleep, still locked in each others arms.

TBC... (Soon hopefully!)