Hello! Back with more! As you can see, I've changed the title because everyone was so supportive to make this a drabble. Sorry if there was any confusion. Also, I was so excited to get such great reviews! Thanks to triquetraperson, elfgirl83 (I may do stories, but it's too early to really start getting creative), redrose2310, SolarCat (thanks for the heads-up on a typo), dustori, and finally Altariel Eledwen of Lothlorien! You guys have been so great. Thank you!

Now back to the fiction. Today we had a great rain storm. It was amazing. Thus, the inspiration for today's topic (which takes place between episodes one and two). Also, you may find that I'm kind of in a Superman-phase. With all of the hints throughout, you can see that I'm into him being an alien, but it's okay if he's a government experiment! That's fine! It's just it's more fun to think that he could be a Superman-ish type. XD Makes me chuckle.

Hopefully I'll get a third topic up soon. See you all later! Reviews much appreciated.

Disclaimer: Kyle XY is the subject of this story, may he shine with all his glory. Although I may claim this story as mine, Kyle's show is ABC Family's very own design.

Rain

"Really, Lois, supposing that man had shot you? Is it worth risking your life over ten dollars, two credit cards, a hairbrush and a lipstick?" the tall man in the hat said.

"How did you know that?" the brunette replied in amazement.

"Know what?"

"You just described the exact contents of my purse," she said, showing him.

"Hmm... Wild guess," he said, shrugging.

I sat on the couch, munching on my very own bag of Sour Patch Kids while watching a movie called "Superman." Josh recommended it, saying that somehow I'd see similarities between myself and the man in the blue tights.

Fortunately, I took him up on the recommendation and watched it. To my surprise, it was thrilling. But I still couldn't see any similarity between the man and myself... other than our hair color.

In the middle of biting the head off of another sour candy, a low rumbling emanated through the room. Staring at my stomach, I tried to discover the cause for the mysterious noise. I wasn't hungry, but why did my stomach growl?

Suddenly, the noise came again, louder this time, followed by a bright flash of light from outside. The landscape, I had just noticed, had become darker, as if something was blocking the sun, but it was too early to go to bed.

Getting up and approaching the window, I curiously observed the clouds swirling overhead. They were dark gray and thick. I'd never seen anything like it before.

"Stephen! Come back inside. You can finish mowing the lawn later. It's about to rain!" Nicole called out from the front door.

"Is rain bad?" I asked, standing in the entrance hallway.

"Not necessarily," Nicole said, closing the door behind her. "But sometimes it can get really strong and sometimes flood homes or tear apart cars. But this is just a normal thunderstorm, nothing for you to worry about at all. Don't be frightened."

She patted my arm gently and walked back into the kitchen. I, however, walked back into the living room and up close to the window, staring out at the front lawn. Stephen hurriedly made his way back into the garage, running past leaves as they raced sideways through the air.

In awe, my gaze was brought back up to the sky as another flash of light tore through the sky, almost cracking it open. Startled, I jumped back a little. If it was nothing to worry about, why was I so scared?

Curiosity getting the best of me, I cautiously walked back to the front door, opened it and stepped out onto the porch. The wind swept past me, catching me off guard. I put up my arms to shield myself from it, but it seemed to be no use. Almost instantaneously, the wind died down and was instead replaced with what can I can only explain to be a large, invisible shower pouring something down on top of everything as far as I could see.

My fear was replaced by sudden excitement and intrigue. Slowly, I outstretched my hand from the coverage of the porch and felt the droplets strike my hand. It didn't scare me, and I didn't retract my hand. Instead, I smiled, feeling the coldness drip down my skin. It was water, something I was familiar with. The drops felt relaxing and calming, the sound of the drops were rhythmic and soothing.

The gray sky cracked and rumbled again, sending galvanized shivers down my spine. The sky illuminated again and the water began to come down harder. Before I knew it, I had stepped out from underneath the roof and was now standing in the middle of the downpour.

"So this is rain," I said, outstretching my arms and turning my face towards the sky. I closed my eyes and let the water drip down my face and through my hair. It was an amazing feeling and hard to explain.

"Kyle! What are you doing!" I heard a voice call out from behind me.

I turned around to face Nicole, still smiling, but I was at a loss for words.

"Come inside! You'll catch cold," she said, holding out a large red towel and beckoning me to come to her.

Obeying her, I did as she said and she wrapped me tight in the towel's warm embrace. I felt dissuaded to come back inside but didn't want to make Nicole angry.

"What were you doing out there?" she asked, leading me back through the front door.

"Facing my fears," I said, grinning widely as she closed the door.

The look of concern in her eyes changed to one of amusement. She replied by saying, "Go upstairs and get changed."

Nodding, I turned and ascended up the stairs.

Watching me leave, Nicole suddenly turned her attention to the movie. She watched as the brown haired woman said, "What a super man... "Superman"!"

Okay, so I couldn't resist. Hope it was cute anyway. Read and review please. I'm a comment addict.