::Screams:: Don't hurt me!!!!!!
Summary: A new face is in town, a deceptive face. Lex claims that Dorian is a sexual predator, and a rapist. Will someone fall into his clutches before Lex is able to stop it?
A/N: DON'T HURT ME, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!! IT WAS MY MUSE'S FAULT!! BLAME MY MUUUUUUUSEEE!!!
Ahem...sorry. Now that I got that out of my system, R&R SVP!
Disclaimer: WB and DC owns Smallville and credit is owed to 'The Picture of Dorian Gray' by Oscar Wilde.
Dorian Gray
by Silly Sphinx
(AKA Red Ribbon Lioness)
All of the girls at Smallville high seemed to stop and stare at the man who was languidly stolling down the hall. Clark only noticed it because both Chloe and Lana had stopped in the middle of a conversation to stare at him. Turning around, Clark raised an eyebrow and caught a smoldering look. It was obviously directed at Lana, and he was not about to go swinging fists since she was not his girlfriend, but jealousy reared its ugly head.
Chloe and Lana shared a secretive look that Clark didn't even want to guess at its meaning. "Wow, that must be the new guy." Chloe's face turned a shade of red that was suddenly very fascinating. "Well dressed, huh?"
Clark rolled his eyes and slammed the locker shut, "I think every girl in the hallway would agree with you on that." He chuckled and shouldered his backpack. "Now, Lit class." He reminded the two girls and headed towards the classroom.
Settling himself into the desk, Clark pulled out books and set them on his desk. He couldn't help but be a little surprised as he was met by an intense pair of brilliant blue eyes. "Hello..." he trailed off lamely.
"Hello." The boy's voice had was soft and it seemed like every word rolled right off of his tongue, "I am Dorian, and you are...?" He offered a hand, and a smile that showed perfect white teeth.
"Clark. Clark Kent." He took the hand and shook it, "Nice to meet you."
Dorian's smile seemed to transform itself into a grin, "Nice to meet you too, Clark." He said and turned in his seat to face the front as the teacher rushed in with a stack of sheets under her arm.
"Alright, class. Pop Quiz." The entire class groaned in unison as the teacher began to hand out sheets of paper.
It was a long class, but Clark was grateful for the bell. Throwing his things into his backpack and standing up, he was yet again met by Dorian's alluring smile. "I was wondering if you could show me around. I have not a clue where anything is."
Clark smiled and nodded. "Sure." It was the last class of the day and as they walked out to the parking lot, they were met by Lana, Chloe and Pete. After hasty introductions, Clark spoke, "I am going to show him around town, okay?"
"Well, I have nothing better to do, so I'll come too." Chloe piped, her eyes on Dorian.
Dorian nodded gracefully, his head inclining. "It would be a pleasure to be graced with such lovely company." His gaze fell on Chloe and then he turned to Clark, "Shall we be off, then?"
"Sure, if you want." Clark walked towards the parking lot, digging his keys out of his pocket, "It's going to be a little crammed." He said apologetically as he unlocked the door.
"Well if you want, we could take my car." The other boy offered, pointing to the black BMW with tinted windows. "It is probably more spacious than this, and if you want I can drop you off later."
Clark grinned, and Chloe 'wowed' as Dorian took his own keys out of his coat jacket and started the car by remote. "I am not used to driving such posh things, and I stick out terribly when I drive it into the school parking lot, but it is either this or I take the bus." He got into the car, and Chloe picked up the pace and got into the front passenger seat, but not before flashing Clark a grin.
Leather interior, heated seats, air conditioning, a three disc cd player, mahogany panelling and much more dazzled and amazed Chloe, but Clark frowned. If Dorian's family was this rich, why didn't he hear about their arrival. It was a small town, and another prominent family in Smallville would set tongues wagging quicker than a humming bird could blink. "So what brings you into town?"
"Oh, just needed to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city. In was quite monotonous." Blue eyes held his in the reflection of the rear-view mirror. "I find once and a while I need to escape my father's bleak business ventures."
"Sounds familiar." Clark said, staring out the window. He knew that he had caught Chloe's attention and woke the Journalist beast within her.
"A lot like Luthorcorp." She added, smiling at Dorian.
Dorian looked at Chloe, "Yes, I picked this town because my dear friend, Lex Luthor is said to reside here, is it true?"
Nodding, Clark glanced at Chloe, "Yeah, he lives in the castle outside of the town."
"I should like to go and meet him, would you mind showing me the way?" Dorian asked, and seeing Clark's hesitance, he offered, "I'll let you drive."
"Sure."
So after a shuffle, Chloe was sent to the backseat, and Dorian in the passenger seat with Clark driving. He grinned like a fool as he rolled through town in the car, and finally ended at Lex's massive estate. "Here it is."
"Good." Dorian smiled and undid the seatbelt, "I want to visit him, I am sure you know him?"
"Yeah, he's helped us out on occasion." Clark turned the car off and got out, "He's my friend."
Lex appeared at the door just as Clark was about to push the bell. Lex's eyes narrowed at the smiling man, his mouth turned down. "What are you doing here?" Obviously, Dorian wasn't a friend.
"I have come to see how my dear friend is, won't you invite us inside?" Dorian asked, giving Lex a disarming smile.
Reluctantly, Lex let them in and they stood in the entry hall to the mansion, "You haven't aged a day, Dorian."
"I would say the same about you, my dear Mr. Luthor, but then again, that would be a lie, wouldn't it?" His voice sounded like honeyed barbs, and both Clark and Chloe were beginning to shift uncomfortably.
"Get out." the bald man snapped, pointing to the door. "Get out of my house, Dorian. Now."
"Well, that's no way to treat family, Lex. Since after all, we are almost family, aren't we?" Dorian narrowed his eyes.
"Maybe we should go..." Clark spoke up, glancing from Lex to Dorian.
Lex broke the staring contest with Dorian to look at Clark, "No, you two will stay here and I will drive you home." He commanded and then roughly took Dorian by the arm and escorted him out of the building. Slamming the door shut, he whirled on the two teens, "Do you have any idea who that man is?" He asked softly, rubbing his temples. His bad day had just turned worse.
"Yeah, he's in my lit class."
Giving a derisive snort, Lex walked through the old fortress, and into his office. He turned and watched as Chloe and Clark followed him slowly, "That man is 35 years old."
"What!? You gotta be joking me!" Laughed Clark, but the smile slid off his face as he looked at Lex. The man raised non-existant eyebrows and stared at Clark.
"I am dead serious." Opening a folder on the desk, he handed papers to both Clark and Chloe, "His family owns Gray International."
"That's the big medical company that researches genetics and the ageing process, right?" Chloe skimmed through the pages.
Lex gave her a curt nod, "Right. Dorian's father was David Gray, he was accused of using his own family as genetic experiments. Dorian's mother died of leukemia when he was 12, some suspected the after-affects of David's cellular meddling, but they couldn't prove it because Dorian was perfectly fine and hadn't suffered any ailments until his 18th year."
"What happened?" Chloe asked, her eyes leaving the paper to study Lex.
"Well, isn't it apparent? He stopped ageing." Lex leaned against the desk and crossed his ankles casually, "Now, since his father passed away, the formula for ageing went with him. No one knows how Dorian is able to stop ageing, we suspect that not even David Gray himself understood exactly what he did to his child."
"The meteor shower?" Chloe suspected.
Lex shrugged, "No clue. It could be a possibility, but again who knows?"
"Another article for the wall of weird." The young woman looked at Clark, who was deep in thought, "What are you thinking, Clark?"
"Oh. Nothing...just..." he contemplated saying it, but shook his head as he decided not to, "Never mind."
Shifting his weight, Lex leaned his hands on the desk, "Well, I think I should take you guys home. I have a lot to do."
TBC?
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