Surrender to Love
Summary: **The 'Love Interest' Part of the 2013 LiveJournal's Twisted Shorts FaD** series. There's a superhero who needs love, and this time it isn't Buffy.
Timeline: pre-movie for BtVS; between seasons 1& 2 for Smallville.
Challenge: for the livejournal 2013 August Fic-a-Day Challenge.
Warning: not that I can think of at the moment.
A/N: This is the opening ficlet to my YA'SF (Yet Another 'Ship Fic) collection. Just like with the other collections, let me know if you have any ideas for fandoms that you'd like Buffy paired with (male or female).
Disclaimer: BtVS/AtS characters belong to Joss Whedon/Mutant Enemy. Smallville characters belong to DC Comics & WB. I claim no rights to any copyrighted material. Please do not copy or take this story without my permission.
Chapter 1: August 3, 2013 – Summer Lovin'
Buffy rolled her eyes as she stepped off the bus. Her parents were being totally unfair shipping her off to Nowheresville for the summer. They didn't even have a bus station for her to get off at; just a stop along Main Street. It's not as if she stole anything or killed someone. She only broke curfew, for crying out loud!
Couldn't they understand that the next three years of her life hinged on her accepting Taylor's invitation to the party at his house…especially since he asked her specifically to come? She might as well get a pocket protector and join the chess club now.
Her more cynical side thought that they just used the curfew thing as an excuse to get rid of her so they could do whatever they called 'fun'.
She was torn out of her musings when she heard a voice call, "Buffy! Over here!"
Turning, Buffy saw her Aunt Nell waving at her from the front of a flower store. Okay, so Nell wasn't technically her aunt, but she was an old sorority sister of her mom, and they kept in touch over the years. Usually Nell and Lana went to LA to visit them, though.
Lana wasn't so bad, Buffy supposed. A little too perfect, maybe, but maybe it was impossible to be bad in Kansas. Plus, if she remembered correctly, Lana was a cheerleader last year, and maybe she could help teach Buffy some moves to assure her a spot on the squad, thereby making up for the whole 'gone for the summer' issue.
"Hey, Aunt Nell," Buffy greet the older woman once she gathered her bags and crossed the street. "Where's Lana?"
Nell's cheerful face turned somber, causing Buffy to worry that something happened to the other girl. "She's at home resting. She's having a tough time of it this spring. First her boyfriend's father died, then Whitney decided to join the Marines once he graduated. And if those things weren't bad enough, while she was driving home from dropping him off at what used to be the bus depot, she got caught in a tornado. It's a miracle she survived!"
"Oh, okay," Buffy replied, a bit disappointed. Then she felt guilty because Lana was having an even suckier summer than she was. "Umm, so what should I do with my stuff?" she asked, lacking anything else to say.
"I just have a couple more hours of work to do here, then I can take you home. If you want, you can leave your bags here and walk around town for a bit. There's a coffee shop down the street the kids like to hang out at…the Beanery."
'That sounds like the kind of fun that's not,' Buffy thought. Oh well, it was better than sitting in the flower shop, attempting to make small talk with her mom's friend.
Thirty minutes later…
Oh god! While she might not have walked around the whole town, she saw enough to know that she'd kill herself if she ever had to live in a place like Smallville. What did they do for fun around here? Count cornstalks?
Buffy sat down to enjoy the local version of a mocha when a flash of red and blue by the front door caught her eye. Ooo, call him ice cream 'cause that boy is yummy! She just found what she was going to do this summer…assuming he didn't have a girlfriend already.
Country Hunk said something to the auburn-haired woman next to him and made his way to the counter while she found a table. His mom, maybe? Probably.
So how should she play this? Over the top flirty? Damsel in distress? Direct approach?
She snorted, yeah right…direct. Then she stopped and thought it over. Wasn't the Midwest supposed to be like more simple and stuff? Maybe direct was the right approach. And it's not as if she had to live here or anything if it blew up in her face.
Before he could get back to the table with the drinks he ordered, Buffy got up and met him a couple feet away; hopefully out of earshot of his mother. "Hi there, my name's Buffy and I'm visiting a friend of the family this summer, but she's not feeling well today, so I was wondering if you could show me where the fun spots are in town," she said in one breath, trying to keep from putting too much flirtiness into her voice. She didn't want to come off like a total ditz.
Clark stood there, frozen. He stared at the blonde for a few seconds, then glanced over her to look at his mom, who was clearly amused by his predicament – even if she couldn't hear exactly what the girl said to him. "Uhh…umm…"
"Or would your girlfriend mind that?" Buffy added, sounding a little bit pouty and a little bit disappointed.
"I don't have a girlfriend," Clark replied absently, still trying to figure out what to do.
Thankfully, Lex came to his rescue at that moment. "Hey, Clark," the Luthor heir greeted him with his own smirk; so he was amused, too…great. "Who's your new friend?"
"We've just met," Clark stuttered out. "This is Buffy. Buffy, this is Lex Luthor." Part of him expected her to fawn over his best friend since she probably knew the Luthor name.
"Oh yeah, LuthorCorp," Buffy remarked in a semi-dismissive tone. "We had to read about some environmental disaster blamed on them for current events last year." Then she turned back to Clark and said, "So your name is Clark, huh? Suits you," she pronounced. Then she stuck out her hand to him and said, "My full name is Buffy Summers, by the way."
Lex quirked an eyebrow at the easy way she acknowledged that she had heard of him, but went right back to flirting with Clark. She might be good for the guy…assuming she didn't turn out to be another wacko with unexplainable powers. "What brings you to Smallville, Miss Summers?" he inquired, needing to satisfy his curiosity a little.
"Just Buffy, please, and punishment," she sighed. "Mom and Dad wigged out on me 'cause I missed curfew and decided that I needed less distractions in my life…or something," she finished flippantly.
It was Clark's turn to grin now. "So you and Lex have something in common. He said he was sent here as punishment, too."
God, Buffy wanted to kiss those dimples! And did he whiten his teeth or something?
Seeing the smitten way Buffy was looking at Kent, Lex figured that her parents' plan just backfired on them in a big way. She was totally distracted by the innocent farm boy. Question was, could she distract Clark from his obsession with Lana? "Where are you staying?" he asked, not caring if he was being too pushy or not.
"With Nell Potter? And her niece, Lana," Buffy added, despite the fact that they probably already knew that little factoid.
'Well, that could make things interesting,' Lex thought with another smirk.
"We live next door," Clark announced with a smile, gesturing to his mother, who had gotten up to join them.
"I thought I'd better come over to get my coffee before it grew cold," Martha teased her son.
"Oops, sorry, Mom," Clark apologized, handing her the mug. "This is Buffy Summers; she's staying with Nell and Lana for the summer."
"Martha Kent," Martha introduced herself to the young girl.
"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Kent," Buffy replied politely. Then she remembered she hadn't said anything like that to Lex earlier. "Oops, and you, too, Mr. Luthor. Sorry for forgetting to say that before."
"Lex, and that's okay," he replied with a charming grin, "I realize you were distracted," he added with a bit of emphasis on the last word. When she looked up to glare at him, he just winked slightly and nodded in Clark's direction.
Thankfully, Clark wasn't looking at them because his mom was talking to him about some errands she wanted to run before heading back to the farm.
"Why don't you show Buffy around while I finish up. Then, if Nell doesn't have any objections, we can take her out to the farm," Martha suggested.
"Would you mind?" Buffy asked. "I'd love to drop my stuff off and get unpacked. Aunt Nell said she'd be a couple more hours at least."
"If you want, you can borrow my car to take her luggage out to Lana's," Lex offered, tossing Clark his keys.
Seeing the way her son's eyes lit up and the hopeful look he gave her, Martha sighed and said with a smile, "Just be careful."
"They look good together," Lex casually mentioned as he watched Clark help Buffy into his car.
After he walked off, Martha muttered under her breath, "They sure do."
A/N: I would write more, but I don't want to get stuck in the middle of a scene, only to find out that it's after midnight.