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Updated: 10/26/2013

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As Lex drove off, Clark walked to his house, turning when he saw someone walking towards him; the man was in a nice pressed suit, a smirk on his face. Clark didn't have to know who he was to know that this was the reporter who wrote the article.

"Hello young man," he said, his smirk growing. Clark kept his face clear of emotion as he stared at him. "I think it would be better if we talked inside, don't you?"

"Sure, why not…" Clark said, turning again; he didn't have to look to know the man was following him. As they entered the house, Clark found his mom and dad looking at the paper.

"Clark!" his mom said, hugging him. He hugged back before she noticed the man. "Who's this?" Before he could respond his dad was standing up.

"I know who this is," he said, "and you're not welcome in my home. Get out."

"Oh no," the man said, a smug grin stretching his lips thin. "I'm not leaving just quite yet."

"What do you want?"

"I just want to know a little bit more about your son here, that's all," he said, connecting eyes with Clark. "Clark, is it? What exactly is your relationship with Lex?"

"You will not come into my home and threaten my family!" his dad exclaimed, stepping in front of his son and wife. "Get the hell out of my home, NOW." The man's smirking grin fell then.

"Fine. But just so you know Clark, this isn't over yet." Once he was gone, Jonathon turned to his son.

"Do not use your abilities at all today. He could be watching." Clark nodded his understanding while his mom hugged him.

"We'll figure this out, don't worry."

…

That night, Clark was in the loft when the man returned. Clark turned to him, anger on his face.

"What do you want?"

"I've been watching this place all day. You are quite the hard worker."

"That happens when you grow up on a farm," he retorted, moving closer to the man. "What are you doing here?"

"I just want to talk Clark. That's all."

"I don't want to talk to you. Leave."

"Oh no, no, no, I can't do that. You see, I have a scoop to get, and you Clark, are the key."

"I have nothing to say to you." The man smirked and moved closer to Clark, who took a step back from him; the man kept approaching.

"Oh Clark, I know there's something going on between you and Mr. Luthor. I'd like to know what, and I'll do what I can to find out what." He pushed Clark, who fell on his back as he felt like he had been winded; looking, he saw the source of his pain.

On the man's hand was a ring, and in the center was a bright green stone. Clark took a gasping breath as the man kneeled next to him.

"I'll make you tell me one way or the other. I was hoping it didn't have to come down to this, but it looks like it's going to." He placed the hand with the ring on Clark's shoulder, making him gasp in a ragged breath.

"Please don't."

"Either you'll willingly give me my exclusive like I want, or I will have to force it out of you. I don't care either way." He moved so he was straddling Clark's waist, his hands gripping Clark's shoulders, making him have trouble breathing. "You're just a kid, what the hell does someone like a Luthor see in you?"

"I see a lot in him actually," Lex answered, causing both the man and Clark to look at him.

"Lex," Clark gasped out in pain, making Lex frown until he saw the green ring that was digging into his skin; it dawned on him then.

"Now, I'm going to give you one minute to get off this young man before I personally escort you off this property," he said, already shrugging out of his jacket, face blank of all emotion.

"You won't do anything Luthor; not as long as you don't want anyone to know about your affair with this young man here." Lex's features darkened as the man gripped Clark's face tightly, the ring seeming to glow as Clark cried out in pain.

"Your time is almost up," is all Lex said, his eyes meeting Clark's pained ones only for a moment. The guy just scoffed as his grip tightened on Clark's face.

"How about I see what's so great about this kid?" he said, lowering his face to Clark's, who could barely struggle in his grasp. Lex narrowed his eyes briefly before picking the guy up by the scruff of his neck and throwing him across the now crowded loft.

"I swear, you touch him again, and I will personally make sure that no one even knows you were. Understand?"

"You can't scare me Luthor," the guy said, only to be stopped by the stare Lex bore into him.

"You don't want to fuck with me. Leave Smallville now, or else."

"Or else what?"

"You don't want to know. Trust me. Now leave." The guy scrambled to his feet and ran out of the barn as Clark finally stood up. Lex looked in the direction he went and then looked at Clark, who was staring at him. "You okay?" he asked, coming closer to the young man, who nodded.

"Yeah."

"His ring had meteor rock in it?"

"Yeah." Lex nodded and reached for Clark's hand.

"I'm sorry he bothered you. How long was he here for?"

"He was here earlier, and then he left but came back."

"He didn't see you…?"

"No. Dad made sure I acted normal just in case."

"Your dad is a smart man," Lex said, stepping closer to Clark. "Did he hurt you?"

"No. Really, I'm fine."

"Good," he said, running his long fingers through Clark's shaggy hair. "I'm going to take care of this. He won't be a bother to us or your family anymore after tonight." Clark smiled and leaned his head into Lex's touch, making the older man smile.

"You Luthor's are all about revenge aren't you?" Clark teased, making Lex give him a grim grin.

"You have no idea. No one screws with or tries to blackmail a Luthor and gets away with it."

…

So how was that?

Kinda getting out there, I know.

I'm trying.

Oh well.

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-JustMe133