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Title: Inaccurate Perceptions
Rating: M (NC-17 eventually)
Word Count: 2,283
Genre: Mystery, Suspense, Angst, Drama, Romance, and some Humor
A/N First off thank you so much for all the awesome feedback I recieved on the last chapter! I'm actually really nervous about this story it has a lot more to it then anything else I've ever written, and all your kind words really do help the writing process along! So please keep them coming!
Also sorry about the way the text looks, I'm having some trouble with LJ and it was either post it like it is or not post at all, I'll try to go in and fix it later.
Chloe glanced around her still only half packed bedroom and let out a heavy sigh.
Finally after several hours her clothes were nearly finished, she lifted her favorite green sweater and placed it on top of the rest of her neatly folded clothes in her suitcase. She quickly zipped the bag and hoisted it off her bed and struggled as she carried it across the room to set in front of the pile of already packed boxes. With a final unladylike grunt she slammed the large overstuffed bag down and made her way over to the large book shelf on the other side of the room.
Halfway through empting her many books into the box in front of her she heard her door open, glancing up she found her brother leaning against the frame watching her with a small smirk, “Aren’t there people that you can hire to do this for you?” His gaze drifted from her to the corner of the room where her already packed belongings were stacked, “doing so certainly would have saved you a lot of time.”
Chloe continued to stare at him her eyes narrowing slightly when he crossed his arms over his chest and threw her an amused grin. “You know a proper gentleman wouldn’t waste time pointing out the flaws in my moving plan but instead get his ass in here and help.”
Lex sighed heavily and moved into the room. He pulled off his suit coat, laid it across her bed and began rolling up his sleeves, “so what else are you taking with you?” he asked glancing at the side of the room that still remained untouched.
“Um… everything?” He raised his eyebrows at her and smirked, “and don’t give me that look, if you and dad weren’t such massive pains in the ass who demanded that I live in a penthouse apartment instead of on campus like everyone else I wouldn’t have room to take all this stuff.” She gestured wildly around the room.
“I think it was a fair compromise, either the penthouse or twenty four seven security detail… you made your choice.”
“Hardly a fair choice if you ask me,” she mumbled just loud enough to make sure he heard.
“Stop whining… or I’ll leave you to pack all this stuff by yourself.”
“Fine, but you’re doing all the heavy lifting.” she pointed in the direction of the large box she had just packed over half of her book collection in, “that box needs taped and carried over to the rest.”
He walked over to her desk and did as she asked. She smiled when she heard Lex grumble under his breath and groan under the weight of the box, once it was placed by the others he turned toward her and glared, “how did you expect to be able to lift that?” he asked.
“I didn’t… but I knew it was only a matter of time before you showed up and I could trick you into doing it for me.” she smiled smugly at him as she started bagging up the cosmetics from her vanity.
“You know I think I should call dad and tell him that I think that twenty four hour security detail is something we should reconsider.”
Chloe whipped her head around and narrowed her eyes at him, “you do that and I may be forced to inform him about the few indiscretions that you’ve managed to keep off his radar.”
“I’m sure he’d be very interested in what happened between you and your headmaster from Excelsior’s daughter,” she placed a finger to her chin pretending to mull it over. “Hmm… what was her name again…? Rebecca maybe,” Chloe fought back the laughter threatening to erupt at any moment, “no wait, it was Shannon wasn’t it?”
“Really Chloe… Blackmail? You’ve been a member of this family for far too long. What happened to the sweet eight year old little girl I once knew.”
“Hey I just go with what I know works,” she smiled brightly at the scowl he now wore, “now get packing the moving truck will be here in…,” she looked over at the clock on the wall, “a little over an hour.”
“Whatever you say Miss Luthor.”
They spent the next hour packing her belongings as quickly as possible and when the final box was loaded they watched as the movers drove away in the direction of Metropolis.
Chloe turned to Lex and smiled, “are you sure you’re going to be okay in this big house all by yourself?”
“I’ll be fine.” he assured her.
She shot him a knowing look her eyebrows raised in disbelief.
“You know I survived here just fine on my own before you showed up on my doorstep.”
“It’s different now,” she crossed her arms over her chest. “Before you had…” her voice trailed off.
The last thing she wanted to do was remind him of his ruined friendship with Clark Kent.
She still couldn’t believe that the local farm boy had completely turned his back on her brother. The fallout between the once best friends hadn’t only ended their friendship but hers with the younger of the two men as well.
She knew Lex would never admit it out loud but she was certain the loss of his friend had hurt him deeply. Aside from her, Clark was the only person Lex had been close to in years, and she found herself starting to hate Clark Kent for the pain he had caused.
“Chloe, we’ve been through this already, I’m going to be fine.”
“You know I could always put in a good word with Dad… try and get your ban from living in Metropolis lifted.”
“You know I can’t decide if I’m more shocked or offended by the fact that you think he still has that kind of control over me and what I do and that even if he did that you have more pull with him then I do.”
Chloe smirked at him knowingly.
“Okay so maybe you do, but it doesn’t matter. I need to stay in Smallville right now, I have… projects I need to finish.”
“Well for your sake I hope the ’projects’ you’re referring to involve Luthorcorp finding some way to turn meteor rock into a useable resource, and not with a raven haired local girl.”
“Chloe, I already told you my fall out with Clark was not Lana’s fault, Clark has been keeping secrets from me for years… that was the problem, you can’t be friends with someone who doesn’t trust you.”
“Whatever you say,” she held back the urge to roll her eyes at him and the fact that he still refused to acknowledge Lana Lang’s part in the whole situation. Instead she smiled at him and decided to move on, “so you think there’s any chance you could convince that amazing chef of ours to make me that shrimp marinara dish, one last time before I go.” She looked at him hopefully.
“Considering I already made it known to her that it was mandatory for tonight, I’d say there’s a pretty good chance.” He looked down at his watch, “and seeing as I also told her dinner needed to be ready an hour earlier than usual, I’d say it should be just about time to get in there.”
Chloe smiled at him brightly, “Best. Brother. Ever.” She turned on her heal and headed back into the house as Lex followed behind shaking his head.
They ate dinner as they always seemed to recently… with Lex listening to Chloe as she rambled on about all her big plans for her new life in Metropolis, as he nodded along not wanting to interrupt her excited verbal musings.
Two months ago when she had suggested moving away he had been completely against the idea. Truth be told the idea of the woman he had come to regard as family… as his sister… living in Metropolis alone still left him uneasy. He was able to comfort himself with the knowledge that moving to Metropolis meant that she would be far away from Smallville and all the meteor infected psychopaths that on a daily basis roamed the streets of the small town.
That wasn’t the only reason he had changed his stance on her moving though, over the past month his investigations into all thing meteor related and become increasingly dangerous. He was finding more and more people exhibiting abilities, and every new ‘skill’ he found was scarier then the last. After the events of the second meteor shower last May he knew thing were only going to get worse.
Yes, the best place for Chloe to be was as far away from Smallville as possible.
“Sorry… what?” He asked hoping she wouldn’t inquire into what was holding his attention so firmly that he had somehow lost track of what she was telling him.
“I was just saying that I have my interview for my internship on Tuesday, and I was thinking that after I can stop your office and we can go to lunch,” she lifted her wine to her lips and took a generous sip, “could you be in Metropolis around one?”
Lex took a gulp from his glass and nodded, “I’ll clear my schedule and make sure I’m available.
“Okay,” she said slowly as she eyed him suspiciously. Chloe lifted the napkin from her lap and placed it on the table, “I should probably get going, I’ve got a long drive ahead of me and it’s already getting dark outside.”
They stood from the table and Chloe led the way through the halls stopping in front of the study, “I’m sure you’ve got work to do… I’ll see you Tuesday?”
“I’ll be there,” he promised
“Good,” she hugged him tightly, “try and be careful.” She pulled back and smiled at him.
“You’re the one moving away from this lovely hamlet and back to the big city. Correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe the crime rate in Metropolis far exceeds Smallville’s.”
“Maybe, but remind me again how many times you’ve been attacked, shot, kidnapped, held hostage…”
He held up his hand silencing her, “All right, I get the point.”
She smiled broadly, “of course you do, and we both know that I am by far the most rational member of the Luthor family.”
“Yes, we’re lucky we found you.” He said jokingly, but under the surface he meant the statement with everything in him.
After the deaths of Julian and his mother both he and his father had gone to very dark places, places neither of them had ever seemed to fully come out of, but the addition of an eight year old orphan had seemed to bring out something good in each of them.
His father had embraced her in a way he had never done for him and while at one point in time that would have sent him into a competitive streak like he had never had before, he had been just as captivated by the young girl. Instead of having an urge to fight against her sudden presence in his home, life, and family; he felt the need to invite her in, and protect her. She was his sister from the first day he had met her, and with her came the opportunity to have a sibling, someone younger then him who he could protect. It was something he never had the opportunity to do with his brother. They had been close ever since, and now she was moving out on her own.
He watched as she made her way down the long hallway before entering his office, he walked to his desk and picked up the phone dialing the number to the security company he had hired to look after Chloe.
“Did you take care of what we discussed?”
“Yes Sir Mr. Luthor. We installed two cameras outside the front door of her penthouse, and another two on her balcony.”
“And you hid them well… the last thing I need is her finding them.”
“She won’t find them, I assure you.”
“Mr. Luthor, are you certain that you don’t want anymore surveillance items installed… maybe some on the inside of her apartment.”
“Absolutely not. The cameras are for security, I do not want her privacy invaded, do you understand me?”
Lex ended the call without another word. He knew Chloe wouldn’t like the idea of any kind of surveillance duty being put on her, especially after she had agreed to live off campus to prevent just that, but he knew he didn’t have a choice, he had to make sure that she stayed safe, no matter what.