Clark caught Lois in his hands before she banged her head against him.

Lois was stunned, he caught her so perfectly, anyone else would have been caught off guard with such a sudden fall of someone. She was put in mind of the time they first met and he moved her out of the door way with such ease at the hospital. She didn't dwell on these weird things about him long, for all she could think about at that moment was loosing herself deep into his eyes.

Clark was already paralyzed in her hazel orbs. He couldn't believe that Lois Lane was doing this to him, making his heart beat faster and slower at the same time. He always thought Lana was the only one who could make him feel like he was floating on air and it took his body allot of convincing, that he was still there on the couch.

They found themselves slowly leaning forward, their eyes not once breaking contact.

She closed her eyes, heart pounding within her chest, mind screaming to run.

He followed, leaning closer, anticipating the softness of her lips upon his.

Lois wanted this more then anything, for awhile she longed for this to happen. Being envious of Lana's intimate relationship with him. She couldn't believe she actually wanted this, to be with him. She been denying it for along time even longer to herself.

Lois stopped, inches from his lips.

Clark opened his eyes, confused, seeing she was as well, and something else he never seen before in her, fear.

She quickly stood to her feet, rising from his hands. Her back turned to him, wishing he didn't have such a hold on her, trying to believe he didn't.

"Um,...well it's getting pretty Late, Small..." she couldn't bring herself to say his name, well the name she dubbed him.

Her back still facing him, not daring to turn around."...and I should be getting home. Me and Chloe starting out pretty early in the morning...going to decide where we're gonna spend spring break...she hates when I'm still in bed when she arrives."

Clark stood, walking up close behind her. He places his hand on her shoulder, wanting to know what was going through her mind, needing to figure these feelings that she brought up within him.

Lois shrugs from his grip, stepping forward, not able to bring herself to face him. "I'm really tired...you know I don't do morning too good..."

"Lois..."

"Clar...please, just let me go home. I really can't...can't do this..."

Can't, a word he never would associate with Lois Lane, a girl who could and would do anything she wanted to.

Yet, here she was not able to face him not able to allow herself to feel for anyone. It made him think that maybe someone broke her heart. That she buried herself too deep behind her barriers to allow herself to feel, or maybe she just couldn't feel anything for him.

Despite what she did, Clark couldn't stop what he was feeling, and he needed to know if she felt the same.

He watched as she quickly descend the stairs from the loft, he watched as she enter her car, backed up, drove down the gravel road and from his sight.

Clark used his super hearing picking up Lois words from down the road.

"What have you done now, Lois...what the hell have you done?"

Clark and Bart in the Loft...

"Do you like her?" Bart asked., seeing the hurt look upon his face.

Clark thinking about that day, and how everyday after that she avoided him as much as possible, not even coming to his house for dinner like she usual did. He knowing why, though she said differently in her excuses.

"Bart, me and Lois are just friends." he sighed, not caring how disappointed his voice sound.

"Yeah, but you want to be more."

"No." Clark murmured, sitting down on the other end of the sofa.

Bart knew he was lying, and from what Chloe has told about them two really having it bad for each other but they being in such denial, he figured it to be true. "So you say."

"I really don't want to talk about it." he didn't know if he was lying, he really wasn't sure how he felt about Lois. All he knew was that he drove away a good friend and not being around her, was making him miserable.

"Clark, looks like you really got some issues to deal with and I'm not that really good with words of encouragement, but I can do the next best thing, offer you one whole, paradise filled week of fun in the sun, man." throwing him a ticket.

Clark picks up the ticket that lands on his leg,"Cruise line...The Royal, to...Bahama!"

The next thing he knows, after much pleading and convincing on Bart's part, he was in front of his parent, telling them that he changed his mind.

"Don't worry Mr and Mrs Kent, I could only afford the cheapest fare for both of us, so really it's more of a family cruise then anything."

Earlier...

"Family cruise! Cheapest Fare," Clark almost screamed, in disbelief at his surroundings.

Everywhere, and meaning everywhere were nothing but kids around his own age, vast majority of them being girls, most of which wore clothing that hardly covered anything.

"This cruise is practically a Frat house, and how did you find the money to afford these tickets. Their sold at $750 a piece, and the last time I checked you weren't actually swimming in dough."

"Hey, in my line of spending this is the cheapest, and as far as family, depends on what kind doesn't it?"

Clark glared at him, not sure if he could speed fast enough to-wards him to beat some sense into his head, without him speeding away faster, and then there was the whole issue of all these people being around.

"Clark chill, man, I didn't say I paid for them..."

"Bart!..."

"No, I didn't swipe them, if you let-ed me finish I would have told you."

Clark stood his ground waiting to hear his explanation and hoping it wasn't something that would have his parents kill him before the week even begun.

"Well as you know I hang around all over the place..."

"Bart what does this have to..."

"Let me finish...anyway, about 2 months ago I met a friend, a special, you can say super friend. If you catch my drift."

"You mean, born that way."

Bart nods his head, "Yeah, he's so awesome, not as cool as you, but cool none the less. Long story short, we became good friends, I told him about you, Spring Break came around, he got us the tickets and here we are."

"Bart, you told him about me!"

"Funny, he wasn't all that surprised though."

"Do you even know who he is, how can you trust him?"

"Clark man, I'm not stupid. I never would have told about my own powers let alone yours. If I had the slightest bit of a hint that he couldn't be trusted."

Now on top of all the problems he already has, he began to feel a bit panicky inside about the friend joining them.

"Well, who is the guy?"

"He said to wait till he came, for all the introductions and stuff."

"Bart..."

"Kent will you just stop worrying for one day, and let loose."

Clark didn't know if he should be scared or glad that the week ahead of him was going to be filled with so many unexpected surprises.

more then what he knew...

present day with Bart and Clark...

"Well, it's true. I still can't believe you're here though"

"You're not the only one."

"Oh, come on man. What guy wouldn't want to be here right now, surrounded by all these beautiful woman." Bart checking out the view, as his eyes wondered from girl to girl, rubbing his hands with anticipation.

Clark took a look around, but there was only one girl on his mind that made his view of all the exotic beauties around him, seem not all that tempting as it did to Bart.

"Me." he, simply putted

Bart shook his head and grinned, "Well that happens, when you're all hung-ed up on some girl."

"I'm not hung-ed up on anyone." Clark said, trying to convince himself more then Bart.

"That's not what it looks like from this end."

Clark rolled his eyes, walking forward to close up the space in the line, Bart following along side.

"What I can't get is, that you didn't hit that, her living at the time with yall. Did you even think about doing the deed."

Clark stopped dead in his tracks, dropping his luggage onto the ground. His eyes looked as though they would pop from his head, he couldn't believe Bart was actually asking if he ever thought about having sex with...Lois!

"You know, while you're parents weren't home, just you and her alone in the house. Dark outside, her wearing her nightie, her soft creamy skin showing. You weren't the least bit tempted to get a piece of that?"

"Bart!"

"What! Hey man, I've seen pics of her from Chloe, and met her a couple times at Chloe's dorm. Man, she's hot!"

Clark finished walking the rest of the gap in the line, once the initial shock wore off.

"I just can't see how you could of controlled yourself around her, I know I would have found it extremely difficult."

Truth be told, there were times he thought about Lois in that way, it only getting stronger as they gotten closer over the years. Not in the beginning though. Yeah, sure he found her attractive what guy wouldn't, but there was always the sarcasm and her making sure that he had a dose of her criticism on a daily basis, from his clothing to his personal life. That made it kinda hard to like her all that much.

Latter, though he found himself joining her in this game of who-could-damage-who the most. It brought out this whole other side of him that didn't mind letting a few things off his chest, a more funnier side of him, and she was the one to thank for that.

It became all the more apparent that she was growing on him the day she turned in her playful sarcastic ways, to-wards him. To make goggely eyes at some guy who saved her at Crater lake. It wasn't the fact that the guy took his "hero persona" like Chloe said, any other guy he would have given a benefit of a doubt, but not him. No, the truth came smacking him in the face when Lois said, "If I didn't know any better, Smallville. I would say that someone was jealous." Thats when it hit him, that maybe the reason he was so hard on the guy, was that he caught the attention of the Miss Lois Lane, his Lois Lane.

So, did he want Lois in that way, of course, but it was also something more then her body that intrigued him. It was the whole package, it was then he realized that he was falling and falling hard for that army brat.

"You can't tell me, you weren't just thinking about her." Bart smiling, taking Clark from his thoughts.

"Bart, will you drop it already, there's nothing between me and Lois."

"Now that is the question isn't it?"

Clark glared at Bart reminding him that, he was the one with the heat vision.

"OK, OK I'll drop it." Bart backing up from Clark, hands in front of himself. "But just for now, my friend. Don't think for a moment that this is over with though"

Clark shook-ed his head following behind Bart, this was going to be a long week and he had the feeling it wasn't going to end too smoothly either.