As with every single update in this fic it was fabulous. I love the way the story is going and I cannot wait for the next part.
Love Lel xx
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As with every single update in this fic it was fabulous. I love the way the story is going and I cannot wait for the next part.
Love Lel xx
Great update :clap:
Hope :cool:
Ooh, it's beginning, it's beginning!!!! :yay2: :yay2: :yay2: WOOT! Bring on the Chlexy goodness!
And have I mentioned how cute Remy is? :wub: He's just so adorable!
More soon!
~Manda :blinkkiss:
Um, Is it time for an update? Um, I think so........... sooooooooo, is it time now? I, think you need to update soon... as in like today... right this instant! Are we clear? Update!!!
My critism is in regards to Remy and others characters reactions to him. I'm a nanny so I know kids, one of the children in my care is the same age as the character Remy, and that is soooo not an acurrate description of a two year old child. I understand you're trying to have Remy come across as exceptional and gifted, but even so, those around him would be reserveing a lot more doubt of his mannerisms, actions and intellegence than you're having their reactions displayed. They would be flabbergasted, trust me, even if they had no experience with children, I can't even fathom to not be shocked if my charge exipited (sp?) these characteristics. I mean, two year olds, aren't even kids yet, their toddlers barely, their really more pre toddlers, babies even.
Though other than that your writing is very good. Though the plot development is lacking in the build up to Lex and Chloe's discovery of their own feelings. You need more Chlex moments, more dialogue and thought of Chlex to really support their sudden realization that they have feelings for the other.
I only mean this to help, to be constructive critism. I'm not intending to only point out areas of your story that lack. You have a ton of potential, I love the idea of this story. Its one of the few I continuesly check on for more updates! You're doing really good, but I just noticed that no one round here really gives any constructive critism. It's all just singing everyones praises. Which I don't doubt there are plenty. But there's always room to grow. Say for instance, I could work on my spppeling. :)
Hey everyone,
I'm very sorry, but this isn't a chapter update. Actually it's more like a notice.
In light of what kinipela92 has brought up, I decided that revamping the story and certain aspects of it is best. In the next few days, I'll be looking over the story again to make certain aspects of it (like characters and the build up of conflict and whatnot) more believable!
I'm really sorry for the strangeness of this situation and don't worry, I'll update really soon... When I do, however, some chapter content will be either slightly or very different so re-reading I guess would be advised... I'm very sorry for all this mixing up! Thanks to those who had reviewed these past few weeks!
Until the next update (which really won't take long at all...)! :blush:
Blackberry :)
:biggrin: dont a worry, If it makes a story better in some way, I'm all for it, and I LOVE to read, so getting a whole fic to read over again, but this time better! is just fantastic. Good luck and speedy fingers, I wait with bated breath!!!! :yay:
Alright! Approved Chapter 10! woohoo! I hope this makes some sense to you guys now. It didn't take me long to figure out what to do with it so... here ya going! Please give feedback! Would like to know what you guys think! :)
Reminder: Please re-read previous chapters in order to understand the changes that had occurred in the story... remember that I had said in my previous post that I would change Remy's age due to the improbability of having a two year old acting the way he has been for the past chapters. Sorry for all the mix-up! Take care!
BB
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Chapter 10
Remy giggled uncontrollably. “You lost again, Lexie!”
Inside, Lex sighed in amusement. He wasn’t able to stop the boy from giving him such an absurd name, but it didn’t bother him much. After all, it was just Remy so what harm could that be? “Wait!” he protested as the boy lay down his last pair. “That’s not fair! You must have an extra deck somewhere on you, huh, Remy?”
They had been playing cards for the past hour – the same damn game – but still Lex could never manage to beat the little tyke. He had to hand it to him, he was really good; considering it adapted a lot of the poker moves into the game the Remy was very clever with how to place the cards. And to think, he was four years of age! Lex could feel his pride swell. It was a strange and exhilarating feeling. I made him. He’s mine. He’s my son… and he’s a genius. With a little smile he reached over to the boy and began to tickle him. The squeal of laughter that ensued from him caused him to chuckle in turn.
The boy rolled away and got up running from Lex before stopping and looking back with a look that said, you can’t catch me! Recognizing a challenge when he saw one, the older man jumped up and began to chase the boy around the room. He managed to catch Remy once and began to tickle him again, but he squirmed his body away and ran out of the room. Not thinking about it, Lex quickly followed, listening to where the giggles came from and pursuing it. This cat and mouse type chase ended up taking up over a half an hour and Lex found himself rolling up his sleeves and unbuttoning the top of his shirt from their exercise.
He was just a meter away from the boy when Remy turned and headed towards the main lobby area. Just as he followed, he heard the boy squeal in joy. Upon rounding the corner, he found Remy jumping into Chloe’s arms and hugging her fiercely. His sudden appearance had her bringing her head up abruptly from the embrace she and the child shared. The moment froze for longer than the few seconds it actually lasted. The two adults met each other’s stare, hazel clashing with grey. Lex’s chest heaved beneath the damp cloth of his shirt. Chloe couldn’t find her breath.
The little tug from Remy had Chloe snapping her gaze down, breaking the electric look that the two had shared. The bald billionaire felt the tension slip from his body, but not without the sense of disappointment. He straightened himself and hid his emotions from others. He watched as Chloe fussed over his sweaty shirt and put him down to wipe his face with a handkerchief that she took out of her bag. There was this sense of efficiency in her movements that reminded him of his mother and Pamela. They were both resourceful and headstrong women that were fiercely loyal to their family when it was the right thing to do.
Unknowingly, his body began to tend towards the pair at that moment, but he managed to bring himself straight again, finding his innate sense to join this picture before him and fit in somehow. Patiently as possible, he waited for the Chloe to finally acknowledge him. When she did, it was a fleeting glance and a ghost of a smile that she gave him before she looked away from him – beyond to the stairs that lead to their quarters.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Luthor,” she greeted in a most formal way. Her head was held high as if she was trying to hide the uneasiness that was so apparent in her eyes.
He felt his insides jolt at the thought that he affected her in such a way. “Good afternoon, Miss Sullivan,” he in turn replied. If he attempted to be any more casual than she was, he was sure that he would scare her off. “I assume that everything with your classes is in order?”
“Yup, everything’s fine.”
That was it? That was all she was willing to say? He felt himself deflate inside when she began to walk to the stairs holding Remy’s hand. No, there wasn’t anything else she was planning on telling him. What more could he expect? Two weeks couldn’t be more than enough time to mend broken ties.
At that moment Chloe was reprimanding Remy for running around with a wet shirt, saying he could get sick. Lex watched them as they went up and noted that Chloe made a fleeting glance back, then stiffened before she hurried around the corner to escape his sight.
~~ o0o ~~
“Chloe,” Remy strung out in his high-pitched voice. “I want to eat!”
The blonde sighed, but steeled herself against the desperation in the child’s voice. There was no way that she was going to eat in the same room as Lex Luthor. Just the thought made her shudder… in what, she didn’t want to know. Seeing him there in the main lobby of the mansion made it seem as if they were meeting for the first time. She couldn’t help but think how wonderful he looked – the earthiness that he represented at then.
He wasn’t the corporate monster that overtook practically every business that existed; not there when she saw him that afternoon. No, he was the man behind the thick wall of aloofness that all women were yammering to dig their nails into. The slight rosy tinge in his cheeks gave his usually pallid skin life that she had never really seen exist in them before. The sheen of sweat that coated the exposed skin made him look wonderfully sexy to her. It was at that point that she had stopped thinking into his appearance. This was Lex Luthor she was fantasizing about; he was regularly horded by women of many shapes and sizes because he was just a regularly handsome man. She couldn’t think of him that way. She just couldn’t.
Chloe dropped her head and covered her face with one hand. He was dredging up to many conflicting emotions in her that she was sure her usual pattern of speech would falter somehow. “Just go ahead, Remy!” she called from the recesses of the bathroom. “I don’t feel well.”
“But I want you to eat, too!” he shouted back in protest. “Please, Chloe!”
“You don’t need me there! Just eat with – Lex!” Mentioning his name caused her to crack, damn it! What more to be around him – in all his power and intense presence?
“Chloe!” he whined again, only closer, as if the boy was standing right outside the door. “I want to eat! And I want you to eat! I want to eat! And I want you to eat! I want to eat! And I want you to eat!” The child began to chant over and over again.
She let out an exasperated sound, her hands clenched on the marble top of the sink. She couldn’t stand this. Irritated, she unlocked the bathroom door and swung it open where Remy stood, his eyes melting in to a joyous one. He squealed and jumped at her. Instinctively, she grabbed his body and lifted him, grunting a bit at the weight.
“You’re getting heavy,” she noted with a little laugh. “Are you sure you need to eat?”
He nodded fervently. “Let’s go, Chloe! Come on! Let’s go! I’m hungry!” He squirmed in her hold and she let him go. Hurriedly, he made his way to the doorway and opened it, and looked at her expectantly. When she didn’t move, he ran back to her, grabbed her hand and began tugging her along.
Chloe allowed herself to be lead, but as she stepped closer and closer to the dining room, she felt the panic return again. What would she say to him when she saw him? Should she even try to look at him? But wouldn’t he find her rude if she ignored him totally? Did she look okay in her clingy shorts and large Met U sweater? She silently berated herself. Just look at what I’m reduced to! He’s out of your league, Chloe, get over your stupid feelings and just go through dinner like you usually do – without talking much and even less eye contact.
When they finally made it to the dining room, Lex was seated in his usual chair at the head of the table, reading what looked to be an old hardbound book. Her heart began to pound at the sight of him and she looked down where she studied the patterns of the carpet so carefully. Remy noted the awkward feeling – tinged with some strange emotion – emanating from Chloe and he turned back, frowning. He recalled the time when she had gotten back from her school and she had seen Lexie come in. Something… he wasn’t used to sensing from Chloe. It was true that he didn’t really need her around when he ate, but he needed to analyze this new thing. The change in reaction to one another that afternoon intrigued him and he wanted to find out exactly what it was.
But even then, he couldn’t figure it out. It seemed like panic with a different twinge. It would take him a while before he figured it out. Feeling somewhat frustrated at his inability to read into it, he tugged Chloe on to his seat. At that point, Lex had noted their presence and put down the book he had been reading. He first smiled at Remy, who smiled back at him with his teeth showing. When he looked at Chloe, he lost some of the amusement he had shown towards his son, but still something tinged his eyes, this awareness of who she was. Involuntarily, his eyes skimmed her form, and felt himself inwardly hum in appreciation. He gave himself a mental slap at his lewdness – even if it wasn’t apparent outwardly – and proceeded to speak.
“Good evening to the both of you,” he greeted turning back to Remy. “It’s nice that you finally decided to come to dinner.” There was the amusement again.
“Chloe doesn’t want to eat,” Remy stated in his matter-of-fact voice.
“I can speak for myself, thank you, Remy,” she said quickly. “And, no, I think I’ll have a little something.”
“But you said –”
“It’s okay,” she interrupted. “I’ll eat.”
Disgruntled, Chloe moved to sit down at her seat and watched her plate as it was piled with their first course. She ritually began to shift the pieces that were given to her around; but this time around she did it more than usual in a jerkier manner, causing Lex to pause and watch her. Remy stopped as well, with his brows knitted together.
“Chloe?” the boy questioned hesitantly.
“What?” she snapped. “Is there something wrong?”
Clearing his throat, Lex said calmly, “Malcolm would you please bring Remy to the other room to eat? There are certain things that Miss Sullivan and I need to discuss… alone.”
Remy began to protest but at the look that the bald man gave him, he pursed his lips and obediently left, escorted by the butler. Once the doors were safely shut, Lex pushed his plate aside and propped his hands on the table. “Miss Sullivan, we need to clear the air around us.”
“Oh no, I think it’s completely fine,” she cut in looking around the room. “See, no smoke here at all – well except for the steam that’s –”
“You know very well that I’m talking about this tension that’s between us,” he interjected in a strong voice, causing her to stop rambling. “We’re acting childish by skirting around each other and not speaking unless forced into such a position. Take this afternoon for example. There was just that strange greeting between us and then off we go to our own separate ways.”
“Then what do you suppose we do, then, Mr. Luthor?” she asked mockingly. “Take a day to skip down memory lane and pick out the best moments between us? Oh, I know! Why not the time when you said you would protect me and then backstabbed me by firing my dad from his position in your plant?”
“I already told you that I’m sorry –”
“You didn’t mean it, Lex! It doesn’t count when you know an apology isn’t heartfelt!”
“Then I’m saying sorry now, Chloe, and I mean it this time around.” He looked straight into her face, his gaze fiercely trying to express the truth. And in his look she found that he meant it.
Unable to look at him any longer, she turned her head to look at her plate. “Okay… so… what do we do now?”
“I think the next step, would naturally be to drop the formalities. Don’t you agree?”
Chloe chewed on her lip a bit as she considered it. Lex’s eyes flickered down to them suddenly wondering if they were as delectable as they looked, but he snapped his eyes back up at hers before he was caught. “Fine,” she consented.
“Well, then, let’s shake on it to make it official… Chloe.” He said it, as if he was testing how it felt and decided he rather liked it.
She silently inwardly enjoyed how it was formed – how it sounded – coming from him and brought her hand towards him to give a handshake. She almost regretted the touch because just as their palms came in contact with each other, her body hummed. This wasn’t good. To cover the reaction, she looked at him and smiled almost offhandedly. He stared back at her with an intent look, but there was only so much that she could see expressed on his face. It would have been typical that he would hide most of his emotions except that which he wanted her to see. And for the moment she would accept it.
~~ o0o ~~
Aoshi sat at his dinner table, eating slowly with the chopsticks he was accustomed to using. The room was quiet, save for the running water and quiet tap of bamboo on rock not too far away from him. Inside the outwardly serene man, however, his mind was at constant motion.
Misao had just left to go back to the Luthor mansion where his nephew resided. She had told him of the recent turn of events – how Luthor seemed to be taking a liking to the child and how he was actually starting to actively participate in the child’s life… he was acting like a father should. This surprised him more than anything as he never figured the bald man to be such a type. He had to consider the influence of his late father, Lionel Luthor, after all… and that man didn’t seem to give a crap about his son unless it had to do with business.
His hands clipped the chopsticks together and set them down along with the bowl he had been eating from. Even though he applauded this change in attitude, he couldn’t help but feel threatened. The boy – who he had dubbed Takeshi as he favoured Japanese names over the boring and overused English names – was supposed to be suffering in his current environment so that Aoshi could come to the rescue and be his saviour, mentor and father-figure. But things were not going to his liking; Takeshi was actually fine where he was and would not be required to move any time soon, according to Misao. And she always gave an accurate report to him.
Perhaps he should pay Luthor a visit and have a chat about Takeshi… and the role that he, Shinomori Aoshi, his uncle who always looked out for him, had in the boy’s life.
To be continued...
******** Author's Notes ********
Oh what joy, Aoshi's going to be so much fun to write! Anyway, I used 'Lexie' instead of 'Lexy' because when I see 'Lexy' I immediately think 'Sexy' and I don't think that's what the kid'd by thinking about... Xp
So what do ya'll think? :)
I loved it but I thought the kid was 2 how did he age 2 years?
Hope :biggrin:
oh oh I just love this!!! I can't wait for more. So much fun.