Challenge
Rating: PG, Crossover
Pairing: Sara/Lex (Smallville)
Notes: For the LiveJournal CS Reports Crossover Challenge. Specially for Mags who helped (ordered?) me to pick Lex. And dearie? No.
He's grown used to the second glances that follow him around, and he's not sure if it's because he's the only bald teenager that he knows or because of who his father is.
Being the son of Lionel Luthor has its disadvantages.
But it also has its advantages, principally the best of everything. Women, yes, but also cars, schools, colleges, even a place in a hard to get into seminar like this one at Harvard. And if he plays hard as well as works hard during the week, well then, what's wrong with that?
He's used to having his choice of women, but he's not sure why this one is so appealing to him. She's not the ravishing beauty, all glitz and glamour, that he normally goes for. She's tall, thin as a rail, curly dark hair tied back at the nape of her neck, and when she smiles, her teeth aren't perfect. But the only word that comes to Lex's mind when he sees the gap between them is cute.
Lex never uses that word and he's not sure if it intrigues him or irritates him that he's doing so now.
He's not sure why he's drawn to her but he still finds himself standing beside her. "Hello," she says, a vaguely amused tone to her voice, but she doesn't look up from her microscope. "You looking for something?"
"A name might be nice."
It's said with all the charm he can muster, but she doesn't blink. "Any name in particular?"
Lex finds himself fighting back a smile, not to mention interest. "I'm Lex Luthor."
"Nice name."
"Thank you." She straightens, and Lex thinks she's going to say something, but she simply steps around him with a muttered, "Excuse me."
When she picks up another slide, puts it under the microscope, all without looking at him, Lex decides that he's coming down on the side of intrigued rather than irritated. "And you are?" he asks, and that's the question that makes her look up at him, flashing him a quick gap-toothed grin.
"Very busy," she says smoothly. "And I don't have time to chat."
With that, she's back to her microscope, and Lex knows the cold shoulder when he's given it; after all, he's lived with it his whole life. Tilting his head, he considers her for one last long moment before he takes a step away, concluding that he may have lost the battle, resolving not to lose the war.
The look on Bruce's face when he sees him coming only strengthens his resolve. "Man, I could have told you not to waste your time," he says. "That's Sara Sidle, Iron Woman. You didn't stand a chance."
Lex looks at his friend, then back across the lab at the woman who's once more staring into her scope, and he feels a slow smirk spreading across his face. "Oh, I don't know," he says. "I've never been one to refuse a challenge."