A/N - I have nothing to say, amazingly. Oh, except...drool...this chapter...

Disclaimer: A couple here. Of course Smallville is still not mine; DC and WB own those; "Something Sexy About the Rain" is owned by Kenny Chesney and BNA; poem "First Love" is written by John Clare

The Weekend Day 2 EVIL – Chapter 5

Chloe woke to a horrible banging sound and looked around. The nice villa was strangely dark. Just because he lives in the dark in Kansas doesn't mean he has to here.

He noticed her irritation and apologized, "Sorry, the wind caught that one."

"Huh?" Chloe rubbed her eyes and tried to focus.

"Apparently for all the money in the world, I can't buy a nice weekend. We have storm coming. I was letting down the slats and that one got away from me. Sorry for waking you." Lex dropped the last slat quietly and walked around the corner into the small kitchen behind the main room.

Chloe pulled the covers up around her and shivered. The storm coming dropped the temperature several degrees. It wasn't cold but she longed for the warmth that she felt yesterday. "So what's the plan now for today?" She asked as Lex came around the corner with the small tray. He instructed her to wait and went back around the corner.

"I had something in mind, but diving isn't in the cards today." Chloe rolled up her lip in disappointment but smiled again as he handed her a cup of coffee. "It's very good, fresh."

He watched as she took a sip waiting for that look from the night before. He somewhat groaned in disappointment not seeing it this time. "What?" Chloe waited and looked at his expression and then slapped him lightly. "You pervert; maybe if you hadn't said anything last night I wouldn't be so conscious about my actions now."

"Maybe, here – these are very good but the pumpkin pancakes are something I can live without having ever again." Lex sat the tray of food down on the bed in between them. Chloe glanced over and saw he was still comfortably sporting his night clothes.

"What time is it?"

"About ten. It's hard to tell from outside but that's what the clock in the kitchen says." He leaned back against the headboard and worked on one of the pastries that he had suggested. Chloe continued to watch him as he read the newspaper that he evidently had asked for.

"Lex," she bent the newspaper down and slid the tray further down the bed, out of the way. "Is this how we are going to spend the rest of the day? Eating and ignoring each other." Lex put the paper down and noticed that she had moved over closer to him. He folded up the paper and put his arm out around her shoulders. He felt her continue eating as her head rested against his chest. He leaned over and smelled her hair. He closed his eyes and shook his head. He kissed the top of her head and squeezed her a little tighter.

Chloe felt sparks through the top of her head as Lex kissed her. She continued eating, hoping that her concentration on her food would keep her from feeling the softness of his fingers unconsciously rubbing up and down her arm. She scanned his body in the cream linen pants and the shirt hanging halfway open. She wanted to know what he was thinking but tried to push the thought out of her head. It would never work. She decided she needed to do something. Lying next to him would just end up in a rumble in the sheets that she would later regret.

"I'm getting up." Chloe pulled out his arms and jumped out of the bed. She downed her coffee and opened up one of the main slats that faced the private pool. She observed the direction of the wind and rain and opened two more of the slats. She looked back and saw Lex laying in her bed with his feet and arms crossed, somewhat amused. "Look, I'm not going to let a little rain spoil our perfectly set weekend. So, we can't go boating or sailing or whatever you rich people do for fun. But, I can tell you I have in my experience in Smallville have done the occasional rain dance."

Lex got up off the bed and sat down in a chair on the private pool patio that Chloe had now closed the slats around. She's building the pool into the house for the day. A private swim with Chloe. Behave Lex.

Chloe moved back into the living room and turned the radio on. She smiled back at him and went to the restroom. She looked into the mirror and smiled at her appearance. She got some color in her cheeks after their beach dinner. Stripping off her night clothes, she pulled on her bikini and a top. That would have to do. She looked at her hairclip and thought about the night before. She smiled and dropped it back into bag. Maybe he would notice that it's down.

She exited the bathroom and saw the houseman taking breakfast away and Lex sitting quietly again with his newspaper. Sighing she realized that work must evidently never be done for a man like him. He needed to learn how to take a break. She walked by and grabbed the paper out of his hand and proceeded to toss it in the fire that the houseman had started. "I was reading that."

She grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the chair. "Yeah, there's a problem with that. See last night I told myself we were going to have a good time regardless of our opinions of each other or what's going on, and you're kind of ruining my plan. So," She took both of his hands and pulled him to the edge of the pool and the exit to the dock.

"I'm not going out there. The whole 'come in out of the rain' argument."

"You have no sense of adventure – what exactly did you have planned for your honeymoon with Helen if there had been a hurricane?" She saw his look of displeasure in the statement and then she pictured what he had in mind. "Sorry I asked." She watched as he crossed his arms and leaned against the doorway, just out of the rain's reach. She nodded at him and rolled her eyes as he looked at her with that devilish smirk.

She closed her eyes as her feet met the wet sand and put her face to the sky. She danced lightly on the sand as the rain was not heavy enough to drench but to just stimulate your senses. She held her arms out and opened her mouth, giggling slightly. Lex slipped his hands in his pockets and tilted his head to take it all in. She was so free. That small package that was a spitfire in every other situation he ever knew her was the epitome of relaxation and calm. Lex felt something come over him he couldn't explain as he felt a smile run across his face. It wasn't his trademark smirk or the fake smile he plastered on for Lana; it was something unforced and unfamiliar.

'There's something sexy about the rain
She said as it came pouring down
It feels like kisses on my skin
She spread her arms and spun around
In a summer island storm
In a field of sugarcane
She taught me how and showed me why
There's something sexy about the rain'

Chloe looked over and saw Lex's smile and nearly melted in the rain. I'm going to so regret this, he thoughtShe walked over to him and smiled up at him. "You know it's not made of acid."

"I could tell," he said after rubbing the hair that she had stuck to her face out of the way of her mouth. "You're wet," he jokingly said. He took a small glance. He had noticed in her small dance and spinning the bikini bottom she had on. Her shape was perfect. Not model stick thin but just enough in the right areas. He noticed how the shirt clung to her skin with nothing underneath and took a deep breath.

"Really, I couldn't tell. And now Lex Luthor, you are going to be too." She tugged on his hand. "Come on." He rolled his eyes and gave in. Chloe drug him out to the place they had danced the night before and stood. "Ok, your turn."

"Excuse me?" Lex could feel the droplets run down his head and down his neck; they were cool and oddly relaxing.

"Close your eyes and open your mouth. Come on; you're telling me you never played in the rain when you were kid? Don't answer that. Just do it." Chloe crossed her arms and tapped her foot impatiently.

"Fine," he tried to argue as he appeased the young woman. He felt her walk up and pull his hands out his pockets and hold his arms up. She backed up and watched as he stood there. He couldn't tell if she was watching but it felt strangely free. He felt ridiculous and yet completely at ease. He lowered his head and quickly peeked to see that she had gone back to spinning slowly. Closing his eyes, he took in the feeling. He was free.

'There's something sexy about the rain
And sometimes when it's pouring down
I feel her kisses on my skin
I spread my arms and spin around
And let that summer island storm
Hit me like a hurricane
It's like she's right here whispering
There's something sexy about the rain'

Chloe stopped and looked over at him. She almost giggled outwardly that he was still in the pose. She thought for sure he would have long given up the act. She walked over and slightly pinched him in the side. He jolted back to reality and looked down at her. "See, I told you that it was freeing; something you and I both know you need occasionally."

He looked down at her wet hair and light blue cover up that clung to her. She slipped her arms around his neck and focused on his eyes. She had never noticed that he had a gaze that made you hang there forever. He glanced down at her arms and wrapped his around her waist, picking her up off the ground. She met him at eye level as her legs went around his waist. He held his gaze in her eyes that almost matched the color of the water that surrounded them. She could feel the rain pick up as she watched it run down his face, dripping from his bottom lip. "Chloe," he murmured and bit his lip.

She met his gaze. "Kiss me Lex."

"Chloe, there's no going back, and I'm not Clark," he could barely restrain to say the words. He moved one arm up to rub through her wet hair as the rain started to pour.

"And I'm no Lana. And I never mentioned Clark." She brushed lips against his as she felt his restraint begin to crumble. "Kiss me Lex."

He waited another second in hesitation, not sure if she had really asked him twice and used his name. He saw her eyes close and felt her hand press against the base of the head, and he closed his eyes. Plunging his tongue into her mouth, he could feel his insides melt into her. They were no longer two bodies. He felt ecstasy as she ran her tongue around the insides of his lips then let him explore her mouth the same way. He held her head in place, running his hand through her hair.

"Lex," she murmured as she pulled away and lay to his shoulder. "I'm cold." He pulled back on her to make eye contact. For all the heat they both felt pulsing through their bodies, she still shivered. He heaved her up on his hips and carried her into the villa. Gently sliding her down to the floor, she never let go of his neck.

He kissed her lightly on the lips and removed her arms. "Let me close the …" She nodded and noticed that the wind had indeed picked up. She quietly stepped into the private heated pool, removing her shirt. Damn the cameras and all. She watched as Lex turned around and looked at her. He glanced at her shirt on the deck. "Chloe,"

She sat up and leaned on the pool edge exposing her bare shoulders and back. "I never pegged you for the skittish type Lex," she said almost playfully.

He squatted down to her, "Not skittish, just a lot of past mistakes. We're going to have to return to Smallville after this." He still couldn't help but rub his fingers across her now warm, bare shoulder.

Chloe cupped his face in her hand. "And hopefully I'll be your first non-mistake, if that's a word," she whispered as she slid her hand off of him and pushed off against the side of the pool. The ripple from the water hid little as she wrapped her arms up around the opposite side of the pool. She watched Lex remove his shirt and climb in. He slid out of his pants in the water before pressing his body against hers, laying her head back on the deck and kissing her. She felt his hands move down her body and closed her eyes as the warm water, his kiss, and his body enveloped her.

She rubbed the towel through her hair as she came out of the bathroom. The humidity made most of the clothes that she brought undesirable to wear. Lex had since loaned her one of his cotton dress shirts to wear for the evening. It was still raining but the two didn't seem to notice. She watched as he pushed the living room chairs out of the way and put dinner on the table. He had a different air about him now. He was relaxed. She had done that to him.

"Dinner is served," Lex announced pointing at the cushion he had pulled off the chair for her to sit in.

"Thank you," she smiled as she sat down. The two gazed at each other differently through dinner thinking about what they had just spent the afternoon doing. It would definitely be different when they returned, at least for the rest of Smallville. They talked through dinner about how different people would react to them actually returning as a couple. They went over scenarios of how to break the news to her father and to Clark, how to deal with the comments once the show aired in Smallville, and what exactly Lex's PR person was going to say about his little televised romp. But they didn't care; they finally had found the other person that matched. The answers to the questions she asked him had been honest, for once. Ultimately, after worrying about the weekend just yesterday, she knew now the worry was for naught.

Watching the houseman clear dinner, Chloe noticed that Lex had ducked out. "Do you know where he went?"

"Ma'am, he went to run an errand to the main office. He should be back momentarily." The houseman left Chloe sitting on the floor in front of the empty coffee table. She got up and went into the kitchen. She poked through the refrigerator and found a bottle of a wine and two glasses. She came around the corner and saw Lex once again reading but curled up under the sheets.

"Bring that over here. I don't want you shooting a hole through the roof of the villa while it's raining." Chloe smirked at him and handed him the bottle as he opened it with finesse. He poured two glasses and set the bottle down on the nightstand. Chloe came around and slid under the other side of sheets with him.

"What are you reading now?"

Lex picked up the book and showed her. With a fairly nice smile creeping across her face, he could see he could have done worse, "I thought the two intellectuals we are, this would be nice to go with the being locked indoors tonight." He opened and skimmed the contents and turned to a certain page.

"Damn." Chloe said as the lights flickered and then went out.

"I guess no reading tonight," Lex stated as they heard a knock on the door, and the houseman entered with a flashlight and the maid behind him. Lex and Chloe watched as the woman and the man moved about in a hurried pace and lit candles all over the room, including all around the bed. Chloe had only seen that many candles at a wedding. She looked over and saw that Lex had not broken his gaze at her.

"What?"

He kissed her and looked at her again. "You look stunning in candlelight." He watched Chloe blush and then returned the kiss even more passionate.

"How about we try to get some reading in Mr. Luthor." She sat the pillows back up against the headboard and leaned over on his chest just slightly. He wrapped his arm around her where her head nestled between his arm and chest. With his other hand, she watched as he again found the page he wanted and started reading.

'I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet.
Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower
And stole my heart away complete.

My face turned pale, a deadly pale.
My legs refused to walk away,
And when she looked what could I ail
My life and all seemed turned to clay.

And then my blood rushed to my face
And took my eyesight quite away.
The trees and bushes round the place
Seemed midnight at noonday.

I could not see a single thing,
Words from my eyes did start.
They spoke as chords do from the string,
And blood burnt round my heart.

Are flowers the winter's choice
Is love's bed always snow
She seemed to hear my silent voice
Not love appeals to know.

I never saw so sweet a face
As that I stood before.
My heart has left its dwelling place
And can return no more.'

Lex looked at Chloe's face. He felt her breathing slow and pace. Closing the book, he lifted her softly off of him and put her in the pillows. Walking about the room, he blew out the candles and crawled back into bed. Wrapping his arms around her, he felt her run a hand up his arm and sigh. He gently kissed the back of her head, breathing in her scent and falling asleep.