Survive

By artiist1284

Scifi / Adventure

Chapter 3

Clark was way leaned up against Lois. Not in that way, he was just trying to recover the bowl of popcorn she snatched out of his hands.

Now, because of her need to constantly annoy him, he finds himself in this predicament. Leaning practically on top of her, starring into those hazel green orbs, mesmerizing him.

Clark looked down upon this girl, that drove him up the wall, purposely. Someone, he was thrilled to see leave, moving to the Talon.

He thought finally he could get his room back. Finally no Lois!

He was happy, everything was in place. He had the love of his life, Lana. School was coming together. Things were perfect. She was perfect.

For awhile anyway...

Seemed lately in his life things never last. His pending relationship with Lana was no different.

It was what he dreamed about since he started Jr High...Lana, the raven-hair girl with the mystic, deep, dark eyes. He was rendered speechless, his world stopped with the presence of her.

Only to find that what he wanted most wasn’t as wonderful as he so thought it would be. She wasn’t the same like before, parts of her were different. He found himself thinking, maybe it was more of the thought of being with her that intrigued him more then the actual togetherness.

Their relation was gold at first, but so much had happened. They were blind from the start to think things could be like the first time. Leaping in not thinking about the facts. The impending evidence ignored, that flashed unnoticed warning signals. That this just wasn’t meant to be. Not wanting or believing it to be so, they dove in and worried of the consequences later.

Worry about the heartbreaks later. Balling of tears, all later. How much it stung getting close to an affection, only to find later it wasn’t the jewel it first gleamed to be.

She changed, no longer the simple loving, high spirited girl he once knew her as. Now only the shell of what he knew, inside was a secretive, dark in ways, mystery, he hardly recognized. Doing her best, she put on a brave face and perked up in her usual cheery way as if all was well. Clark didn’t need x-ray vision to see through that façade.

You couldn’t expect people to stay the same, only Clark found that he was the only one stuck on one setting. His timer was there but there was no one with the key to open the path.

That was till a certain army brat broaden his horizon. Even with first acquaintances Lois always found herself in unlikely circumstances. That moment on Lois made it a mission to leave a lasting impression, one not too easily forgotten.

Lois was tough, more so then any girl he knew, but she needed not to throw her muscle around for defense. Her mouth more then enough covered that, plenty. She had a way with words that could put the sternest of people in place.

She after all being a general’s daughter, growing up practically a soldier. An army of one wrapped up into one feisty, sarcastic, outspoken, challenge which is Lois Lane.

Sure they bantered. Annoying, extremely annoying it was. He thought if he had to be around her anymore even for a second, someone would end up dead. She knew him only for a couple months in the beginning, but she managed more then anyone to understand and know him in ways to this day he still couldn't explain.

Which, unfortunately for him, meant she found it easy to get into his head and mess things up.

She was a thorn to his side from then on, but a snare he later enjoyed and finding that she was a pain he couldn’t deal without.

Lois, bossy ass...Damn, I am not thinking about her ass...

sarcastic ...overbearing...annoying...

...Beautiful...

What?...

Clark, man what are you doing just pull your eyes away...

I can’t...

Why can’t you?...

Really, why can’t I?...

Now, he was just confused. His stomach was knotting. An actual chill ran through his body. Which was a big deal for the “man of steel” who’s body didn’t feel changes in temperature. Unless it was extreme.

And this was...extreme. For Clark Kent, this was majorly extreme.

This cant be! I know me and Lois have been spending a lot of time together, but we’re just friends. If you can call it that...

are you sure?...

It’s not a true based friendship, it’s difficult...

is it that, really. Or are you being difficult about what you feel?...

What the Hell?... I feel,...Oh, god what do I feel...Could I even possibly feel something towards her...

I’m in love with Lana...right?

but, god knows, not even she made me feel like...like this.

No, I can’t be...

If not. Why are you starring so hard?...

Why such a quick pulse, at the feel of her against you?...

and what's with the chills man, you coming down with a fever? we both know that’s impossible...

What’s the Hell with me, giving myself the 3rd degree over...Lois!

Clark was at a loss for words. He tried to pull away, but his body wouldn’t listen.

Eying the vision before him. Flawless soft skin, chestnut brown hair with blond highlights pulled back into a pony tail. He loved her hair like that, with her bangs “just so” over her brows.

He wanted to pull her into his arms. Send his lips crashing upon hers...Wait, he did?

Lois was pinned, not forcefully, just caught up in the moment. Caught up in Clark’s endless blue eyes.

Lois, what are you doing? Push him away. Tell farm boy to get the hell of f you!

Kick his ass, your the daughter of a three star general. A simple plaid wearing farm boy can not make you weak like this. He can not be doing this to you and the worst part is, he isn’t even trying.

He was just going for the damn popcorn... How the hell did it get to this!

How the hell does he do this so easily to me?

Lois pull away! push him away! get him off you!

Remember who you are,...

you are...

oh my god, who am I?...right...right...

I am Lois Joanne Lane. I’m the one who bust Smallville’s chops...

Oh my god,...Lois, stop it...stop it! You were not just thinking about sleeping with Clark...

Clark! You mean Smallville!

Yes, Smallville... plaid wearing... boy scout...predictable...so predictable.

But this being not at all...predictable...

Shut up, Lois, you’re suppose to be hating on Clark.

Damn it, with the name again... I mean Smallville.

Oh god, it is so hard to hate him right now, with him looking at me like that. Like the only girl in the world.

Pull away!

I can’t...

why can’t you? you’re a Lane you can do anything...

Why can’t I pull away? I want to but...

What the hell is wrong with me?... this is Smallville...he doesn’t love me. he doesn’t even like me...

He’s in love with Lana. Even though their broken up, but...

but what Lois? ...you’re not falling for him...

no way, are you falling for him...

...you just can’t be falling for him...

you just can’t...

They continued to stare off into each other’s eyes. Oblivious to everything around, just concentrating on what was there in front of them.

Slowly they found themselves leaning closer to each other, not thinking at all. Not one rational thought going through their heads. They just knew that somehow, this felt right, this is what they wanted to do for a long time. They were so not thinking at all.

Their hearts were pounding, chills ran through their bodies with anticipation of her lips against his. His lips, pressing hard against hers.

Oblivion quickly vanished. They stopped, their lips inches apart from each other. Horrified, realizing what they were about to do. That and the presence of a thousand eyes upon them, so it seemed.

Clark and Lois hesitantly turned their heads, not knowing what to expect. Just knowing that the room was entirely silent.

The sight before them, was of shock, surprise, total disbelief... And waiting, actually wanting to see something. As if they expected the deed to happen. Yet total shock, none the less, that something could happen between the two of them. The two that played daily games of who-could-damage-who more.

Clark never seen his parents eyes so wide before. Even when they discovered his abilities that came one by one, they were never this surprised.

Chloe and Pete were gleaming, shocked none the less, but expecting it to happen. Their faces told the whole story. The, “I knew so”, “I told you so” story.

Lois seen the same, everyone gawking at them. She wanted to run, scream, do something. Besides the looks on their faces, the silence was unnerving. That and she also realized that Clark was still weighing her down onto the sofa.

“Smallville, If you wanted the popcorn that bad all you had to do was ask,” she sneered, hoping her face wasn’t as red as on fire they felt. Trying to put things back to normal. Pushing the popcorn bowl against his chest and him off of her, “You didn’t have to tackle me down to the couch.”

He retreated to the far side of the seat. Red faced. Not really sure of what happened.

Was I really going to kiss her?...and yet...was she going to kiss me too?

Noticing that she was leaning to him as he leaned to her.

“Well, Lois, if someone had some manners and treated someone with a little decency. Maybe people wouldn’t try to kill you every now and then.” finding his voice, but it not coming out as harsh as he wanted it to.

Lois glared at him. Her eyes filled with more hatred and a touch of embarrassment then he ever seen. Which frighten him some what.

Boy, if looks could kill! He would already be in his grave.

Lois was no kryptonite, but her glares were just as potent or even more so.

Lois sat as far from him as she could. Arms folded across her chest, pretending to be watching the movie like nothing happened. Or in honesty almost happen, all the while cursing her heart out inside.

She was too embarrassed to look at anything other then the television set. Knowing and feeling the constant stares upon her from the others.

No one knew what to do or say. They all saw and knew what would of happened if they didn’t stop themselves. It would have been useless to say anything about it, they of course would deny everything.

His parents stared at him giving him an amused grin before returning their attention back to the movie. Whatever was going on between them, if anything, interrogating them at that moment wouldn’t go too smoothly.

Chloe and Pete did the same, they knew that what ever it was. It was something they and only they could work out. But it didn’t stop them from at least wondering--What was going on through their heads?

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