24 hrs later

-Lex's point of view-

He had stayed up all night trying to figure things out. Whether or not he should forgive Clark was foremost on his mind. He really shouldn't. It would show weakness, forgiving someone who had lied repeatedly to his face.

But it was Clark.

The only person in all of Smallville who didn't seem to care who his father was, how much money he earned, or how much of a playboy he used to be.

And he was superman. Not just any meteor freak-no, meteors actually had nothing to do with his powers. It would be amazing to study Clark. The scientific discoveries that could be made, it would be astounding, life changing even.

Damn it.

No wonder Clark hadn't told him. Lex needed to call him. Not to apologize, he had the right to be angry, but to accept and forgive.

-Clark's view point-

The darkness was the first thing he noticed when he woke up. Pain was second. Clark looked down at the cuffs decorating his wrists. Glowing green even as the rest of the world was cloaked in black.

Memories from the night before came floating back: telling Lex, Lex's reaction, and then nothing. Someone had kidnapped him. It would be okay, Chloe would notice; she always did.

SLAM. A door over to the right somewhere opened. Blinding him for a moment with the light that was let in.

"Hello Kal El. How nice of you to drop by."

How did they know that name? He hadn't told anybody besides his family. "I didn't do it voluntarily, and my name is Clark Kent, not Kal El."

"Clark, Kal, Superman. It matters not what you are called as long as each of those names has the same blood. For that is all that we need to succeed in our plan."

Anger rose up inside him after the initial shock of the man knowing exactly who he was wore off. "You'll never get away with this. People are going to notice when Superman doesn't show up to save the world," Clark spat out.

"Whatever made you think that Superman wasn't going to put in an appearance? Why do you think we need your blood?" The man replied amusingly.

"What are you talking about?"

"Your blood can give powers to a...friend of mine. He'll be taking your place for the time being. It was quite nice of you to end your friendship with Lex Luthor before we took you. I'm not sure how successful my friend would have been in convincing Lex that he was you, and God only knows what Lex would've done had he found out."

"Lex is still my friend," Clark shouted, hoping that what he said was true.

"Really? So friends accuse friends that they are, what was it, a thing that was out to take over the world? You must have a strange idea about friendship Kal El," the man laughed as he turned to exit, "Lex isn't coming for you, no one is."

The door clicked shut.

Clark couldn't breathe. Someone had to come for him. They had to.

-Lex's view point-

Clark wasn't answering his phone. Which was almost normal, but if he knew Clark, and he really thought he did, Clark would be waiting for him to call.

Something was wrong.

Oh right, it was ten in the morning; Clark was at school. No wonder he wasn't answering. Lex really needed to get his head out the clouds. Maybe he should go pick Clark up for lunch, or he could try something that didn't make him look like a total, utter loser, Lex thought as he slammed his fist into the wall. Which actually hurt given that the wall was made of stone.

Alright, screw this. He needed to talk to Clark. School would just have to wait until tomorrow.

Lex made it to the school in record time, amazing, given that he drove everywhere as fast as he could. Well, not so much now that he was friends with Clark, or rather the fact that he had hit Clark, and he knew now that he definitely had hit Clark, and should have killed him.

He walked into the front office and asked the lady at the front desk to call for Clark. It took a little convincing but the Luthor name did entail some favors.

The wait for Clark was excruciating. Lex still had no idea what he was going to say.

The door opened and Clark walked in, "Lex! What are you doing here?" Clark asked.

"We need to talk," Lex answered, realizing as he said the words that it seemed as if he and Clark were in a relationship, which was awkward, and not at all how a Luthor should sound.

"I'm in school Lex, can't this wait?"

"No, it really can't. I've already arranged with the school to let you out. Let's go." Lex said as he started out the door.

Clark followed but Lex couldn't help but notice that it was a little reluctantly. Odd, Lex had thought that Clark would have jumped upon the olive branch that Lex was offering. He had seemed keen enough to salvage their friendship last night. What had changed?

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