Title : Cop Story (working title)

Author: Tierry Leoine

Fandom: Smallville

Rating : PG 13 (I guess)

Pairing: Clex

Warnings: death of minor characters, slash, AU

Summary: Lex Luthor gets assigned with a new partner. Who is Clark Kent exactly and why does he draw Lex to him?

They walked down the aisle to the desk Lex occupied, passing people, who always turned from whatever they were doing to look at Lex' new partner. Lex knew that each of them was wondering just what had possessed chief Reynolds to assign Luthor a new partner. It wasn't like the poor guy wouldn't quit within a month of two, since that was the average time for them to give up trying to keep up with Luthor…or their ability to withstand his personality.

"Hey, Kent!" What could Fordman want from his new partner?

Lex turned to look at the other cop and then glanced at …Clark, who seemed a bit uneasy.

"Hello, Whitney. " the boy smiled slightly.

"Yeah, I thought it was you. What are you doing here anyway? Lana told me you studied journalism…"

"Whit, you know this guy?" Of course, where a nice piece of ass and a pretty face was involved there was always a Victoria Hardwick in the vicinity.

"Yeah, we grew up in the same town."

"You mean you're from Smallville as well?" The harpy turned to Clark then. He smiled again, but this smile shouted help! from twenty meters.

"Yeah."

"We need to get you settled." Lex had had enough of this little chit-chat. There would be time for that later.

"Okay. See you, Whitney." Clark smiled again, does this guy do it every time he says something? and followed Lex to their desks.

"Thanks…." Lex heard the rich voice behind him.

"What for?"

The kid shrugged. Like it should be obvious for what he was thanking. It was just that…it wasn't.

The phone was Lex's savior at the moment, since it began to ring, breaking to not so comfortable silence.

"Luthor. Yes…yes….we'll be there in a quarter." He hung up. Another case. Looking up, Lex met the green eyes watching him expectantly. Like the kid already knew what he was going to say. "It seems this is your lucky day, Clark. We've got a new case. Come on."

They went to Lex' car and Clark stopped short.

"That's your car?"

"Yes. Come on. We don't have much time."

"But…a Porsche? Carrera?"

"Yes. Now get it." Lex was getting impatient. He knew that it wasn't normal for a cop to have a car like this, but he would prefer young mister Kent to just stop staring and get in, so they could be on their way.

Fortunately Clark seemed to get the hint and got in, barely fitting his long legs inside. With that done, Lex started the engine and drove out.

"Umm…."

"Yes?"

"I know it's probably none of my business, but I have never met a cop who could afford a car like this one."

"Does the name Luthor mean anything to you?" This usually stopped all the questions about his wealth.

"Yes. You mean, you're The Lex Luthor? Lionel's son?"

"Yes."

"Oh…."

There was still something coming, Lex could feel it brewing in the younger man's brain. But the boy stayed silent for now.

"How do you know Fordman?"

"Huh? Oh, you mean, Whitney? We went to the same high school. His girlfriend was my closest neighbor."

"The pink princess?" Lex had no idea how that had slipped through. But Clark just laughed.

"Yes. And don't worry. You're not the only one, who called her that." Was he imagining, or was the a trace of sadness in Clark's voice? "Anyway, you still haven't told me where we were going."

"Met U." If he wasn't a little occupied and distracted at the moment, Lex would note the strange expression Clark wore for a second, when he heard about their destination.

Author's Notes: this piece of fiction was written some two years ago. Because of that it is so short. But! I plan on continuing, when RL sorts itself out. Maybe soon. This applies for the rest of my stories in progress as well.

I hope you liked this part. Comments and criticism are always welcome.