Disclaimer:- smallville doesn't belong to me

A/N:- here we go chapter 2. i think it could be better but i thought i should at least get it out there. its set season 5 after jonathon dies but unfortunately Lana is still around. that said on with the story...

Chapter 2: Close your mouth, that's drool.

She wasn't gawking, Lois Lane did not gawk, and she may have been drooling, just slightly. Clark Kent was an alien. She was standing right in front of an alien. Was she scared? No. Freaked out? Not even a little. Drooling? In a big way. She could honestly say that the idea of meeting a real life alien face to face had never crossed her mind. If it had she would have thought she would have freaked out a little. Unfortunately for her the alien in question was Smallville and he still hadn't put on a shirt. Normally that wouldn't be enough to set her off but this was far from normal and being without a shirt was allowing her to have evil sexy thoughts while he showed off his powers.

As far as storytelling went things had started out normal. It wasn't until things got physical in an allow-me-to-demonstrate-my-powers kind of way that Lois started to find breathing slightly difficult.

'I, uh, came down in the first meteor shower,' Clark explained hesitantly. 'My parents found me in a corn field.'

'What is you attraction to corn fields, Smallville?'

Clark scowled at her but she just smiled back.

'You want to hear this or not because right now I'm thinking a good crack to the head and a prayer for amnesia might just be the better option.'

Lois shot him an amused smirk, he'd definitely come a long way since she'd first met him in that corn field. She shook her head at the thought of Clark and corn fields and motioned him on with her hands.

'I'm all ears Smallville.'

Clark shot her an annoyed look and she could just see the battle going on behind those eyes. She'd seen him using one of his powers and having been ousted by his own subconscious, he'd been given no other option but to tell her something. He seemed to be having trouble coming to terms with having actually told her the truth. For a moment she actually felt sorry for him having to hide behind the shell of a Kansas farm boy.

'My biological parents sent me to Earth when our planet was destroyed…'

He seemed to pick up confidence the more he spoke about his past. By the time he got to Chloe finding out his secret he was like a completely different person it was almost like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders and now he seemed almost taller, like finally telling her allowed him the freedom to be who he really was. Lois was happy for him, really, she just wished this sudden freedom, and the confidence boost didn't make him even more attractive. If he shot her one more of those confident grins she may very well melt into a puddle of Lois ooze.

'Enough with the grinning, Smallville, show me what you can do.'

The suggestion was only one third curiosity and two thirds desire to not make a fool of herself and lean forward to touch some of those muscles she now knew to be almost steel like.

'What do you want to see?'

'Alright how many fingers?' she asked hiding her hand behind her back. She'd almost been tempted to ask what colour underwear she was wearing but that was leaning a little too much toward the drooling Lois puddle she was trying to avoid.

Clark rolled his eyes but then narrowed them at her midsection. He rolled his eyes again and bought them back to focus on her face.

'Nice, Lois, one finger.'

She grinned at him sweetly and he actually smiled back at her. It wasn't one of those confident grins it was an honest to god tingle in your toes, warm your heart, eye crinkling smile. Lois had just one thought before she made her next suggestion, it was a simple, fleeting, I'm doomed.

She moved closer to him so that she was standing right in front of him, not touching for obvious reasons, and he looked down at her a frown on his face.

'Show me how fast you are.'

She closed the gap between them so that she was pressed up against him. He continued to look at her in confusion.

'Take me to the barn.'

He nodded mutely and after swallowing hard he scooped her into his arms. Just as suddenly he was putting her down again in his loft in the barn. Her feet hit the floor but she didn't make a move to step back and with his hands on her hips steadying her she didn't think he was particularly inclined to let her go. Her hands came to rest on his arms and for a moment she found herself staring into his eyes. Of course a moment later she realized she was having what was quite possibly pre-kiss dreaminess and it sort of ruined the mood.

'Wow,' Lois murmured and even she didn't know if that was a response to his speed or the feel of his hands on her hips. 'Set something on fire.'

He took a step back and the fog covering Lois' brain seemed to recede just enough for her to remember that Clark Kent may be a physically attractive alien from the planet Krypton but this was Smallville. Having achieved a level head she followed him around the loft with her eyes as he looked for something suitable to light. He retrieved a candle and held it out for her to take.

She was grateful that seeing him light a candle just with his eyes was not something that excited her any more. She blew out the flame and glanced around for something else to do. That's when she saw the crowbar.

'Can I hit you?' she asked gesturing to the crowbar lying on the workbench.

He hesitated for a moment and then shook his head with a laugh.

'Can't say anyone has ever asked me that before.'

'So?'

'Go ahead,' he laughed.

Lois' eyes lit up and she hurried to snatch up the crowbar. She got a good grip raised her eyebrows and grinned then swung as hard as she could. His arm came up automatically to deflect the blow and Lois' felt the shock run through her entire body as the crowbar connected with his arm and bent upon impact.

'Ow,' she complained, hopping up and down to shake it off. 'That was definitely cool.'

'Are you okay?' he asked rushing toward her. 'I've never let anyone do that on purpose.'

'Chill, Smallville, I'm fine.' A little turned on. 'I'm fine,' she repeated firmly when he seemed hesitant to believe her.

She lost her head completely for a minute and found his concern endearing. That freaked her out greatly and she decided a show of strength might take her mind off her slow tumble into insanity. She would not find anything he did endearing; he brooded too much and was far too hung up on Lana to ever consider anything Smallville did a good quality.

If she kept telling herself that then maybe she could make it through the night without doing something stupid.

It didn't last.

Clark's great show of strength just involved him tossing several bales of hay up into the loft. Muscles were bunching. Lois was staring. Lois was drooling.

Lois was making a move before she could talk herself out of it.