Author's Note: Hello! Sorry for the long wait, I hope to update this story frequently because Young Justice is coming back soon. This chapter was very fun to write and it has some bonding with Conner and Lex. This chapter takes place about a year and half after the previous chapter, Conner is a senior at Loren Jupiter High. Happy Reading! :)

1 Year Later…

Life was easier. I had my doubts about accepting dad as my father but there was no escaping it. As much as I hated to admit, I had his intellect and my grades excelled because of that. I had made more friends and I found a happy balance between super hero work and school. My schedule would go as followed: Monday through Friday attend school, then report to Mount Justice for debriefing and take a zeta tube home to finish homework and sleep. I found myself dreading going to the cave, mostly because I didn't want to see my girlfriend.

Weekends were open hours but my father, Lex Luthor, didn't take weekends off. He requested that I spend weekends staying his penthouse and going to work with him, which wasn't so bad except for the dress code he established. I hate wearing a suit and tie…monkey suits. Grr. For the past year there was a ceasefire between both fathers. I couldn't understand why the two of them just couldn't talk to each other like normal people do. My schedule is easy but my family sure as hell isn't, for once I wish that they would just say how they feel.

I had to watch for the past year as Clark and Lex did this weird mating dance. Whenever Clark would pick me up from staying over at Lex's, they would barely say two words to each other. They had longer conversations when at odds with each other, but they never liked to fight in front of me. In fact Clark would stop in mid sentence when I walked in on a heated debate or screaming match. Honestly, I really don't know what they fight about especially after raising me for a year, I had to do something about this.

So that brings me to why I'm standing in front of my father's desk on a weekday, missing debriefing at Mount Justice. I had burst through his office door, shaking off of both Mercy and Hope; I'm fed up with my parents acting like love-sick teenagers. I wanted more than a raised eyebrow in response to my entrance but Lex wasn't someone who showed his emotions facially.

"Mercy, Hope, it's just Conner, leave us."

Both guards walked out and shut the door behind them leaving the plush office silent.

"Why?" I asked.

He sighed, "Conner, I have no idea what you are talking about. You rushed into my office causing a stir and flustering my guards."

"Why can't you and Clark just be honest with each other?"

"I'm still not getting what you're talking-"

"You like him, you know like-like him and neither of you want to own up to it. The two of you can't even have a decent conversation, the tension is ridiculous."

Lex cleared his throat. "Last I checked I'm an adult who doesn't need his super powered teenage son telling him what to do and making false assumptions."

"Oh, impressive…using big words to cover up your feelings. Face it, you like Clark but you're his "evil" nemesis and you think that having an intimate relationship outside of your current would screw things up."

"Shouldn't you be doing homework or patrolling the streets? I get you on weekends-"

"Someone doesn't like hearing the truth…what's the big deal anyway? No one is going to look at you any differently if you date a news reporter…who happens to have a high clearance full-time job."

"No, no, we are not going to talk about this. I'm not talking about this with you, anything else you wanted to discuss?" He said nonchalantly while looking over proposals.

"Yeah, you never did tell me how you figured out that Clark is-"

"An alien? I assure you I wasn't all that shocked to begin with." He scoffed.

"Oh, so it's because Clark's an alien? That's why you won't tell him how you feel?"

"I thought we agreed to not talk about-"

"No, you agreed and didn't let me answer but I really do want to hear how you found out."

Lex put down his papers and leaned back in his leather chair.

"Naturally you would, you have my inquisitive mind, and I've used it against Kal-El too many times to count," He mused. "I first noticed Clark Kent at a press conference wearing a navy suit and black horn-rimmed glasses…he was also rimming me with questions. So I had Mercy look up this Clark Kent, reporter for the Daily Planet, only to find that he was nothing but a simple farm boy. Well…at least on paper, my first encounter with Superman happened two days after that press conference and I knew I had work to do."

I rolled my eyes. "So you decided to become his nemesis after one meeting? You've been carrying that torch for a long time, huh? You still haven't told me how you figured him out-"

Lex's serious expression caused me burst out laughing. I couldn't help it; Lex had a crush on Clark from the moment they first fought with each other. Lex needed a hug and for someone to tell him that it was alright to have those feelings towards another person.

"I'm sorry, continue please."

"Like I was saying, it took me a few years before I saw the connection. Clark Kent would disappear whenever one of my creative outlets ran amuck in Metropolis. And yes Conner, I had Clark on surveillance," He paused again and raised an eyebrow. "It was on the roof of this very building that I knew for sure. I stabbed him with a dagger I had my scientists fashion from Kryptonite, as I sunk the blade into his chest I saw his eyes…not Superman's eyes but the same fiery blue eyes that I first saw behind horn-rimmed glasses at a press conference."

"Dude, just tell him that! You're in love with him, why do you keep on trying to hurt him?"

Lex sighed and rubbed at his temples.

"I'm not leaving until I get an answer."

"Well then, Kon-El, you will be here all afternoon and when you get yelled at by your den mother…don't come crying to me to bail you out."

Batman's going to kill me for skipping out on the Team…great.

"My den mother isn't up for discussion now, you are. Will you at least admit that you care about Clark? You haven't set a robot loose on the city in months! Come on, you're only hurting yourself by not confessing."

Lex stared at me for a few seconds then picked up his papers and went back to reading through them. He was still dodging the issue, and he wasn't giving me any room to change his mind.

Lex cleared his throat. "So, have you gotten your acceptance letter from Metropolis University yet? I made sure that I wrote a long and detailed recommendation letter, not to mention I'm on the board."

I sat on the edge of his desk, shaking my head while trying not to smile.

"Yes, I have but I haven't decided if I should go to college or not"

"Excuse me?"

"I think I want to make my part-time job into a full-time job…like Clark."

The office settled into a very long uncomfortable silence.

"No."

"But-"

"No, Conner."

"But I don't want to go-"

"The answer is still no!" He yelled.

I sighed. "Look, it's not that I don't appreciate the-white-man-power-dance to get me into Met U but I really like helping people. And I won't have time to do that and be the perfect son you want me to be."

Lex stood up and walked over to me in three quick strides.

"I don't want you to be perfect, Conner, I only want what's best for you and if being a super hero is what you want to do then I'll allow it."

"Really? No more yelling, no fighting, no reasons why I shouldn't fight crime?" I asked hopefully.

"No, I have reasons why you shouldn't and I will only let you do this as long as you do two things."

"Shoot."

"First, I will only allow you to do this as long as you do go to college and maintain a high-grade point average and graduate." He said sternly.

"Okay, I'll just take a light course load-"

"Oh no, you're going to business school, Conner."

"Great, and?"

"And unless you have an enemy that I find worthy enough to become your arch nemesis then and only then will I allow you to be a hero full-time." He smirked.

I froze. It's moments like these that make my previous thoughts about my "easy" life get chucked right out the window. My father wants me to have a nemesis, how the hell am I going to explain this to Clark?

"And son, close your mouth before you let flies in."