Yeah... My first Young Justice story was a total failure, and wall this was orginally made for my lswdapeijfrapij I really like it.

It certainley wasn't easy, sitting back to let some one alse take control. He didn't trust the older man. In fact, he made a mental note to add bald political figures to his hate list. Right under monkeys.

In case you hadn't noticed, that was one Connor Kent's, right now "Superboy's", thoughts on Superman's most hated enemy, Lex Luthor.

After a mission gone awry with The Team, Superboy had gotten angry and run off. Artemis and Kaldur managed to catch up to him, but not before they ran into some of Black Manta's followers.

Aqualad had gotten kidnapped, however, so Superboy and Artemis ran to his rescue. This lead to a very difficult battle in a ship, but the three teens came out victorious.

Unfortunatley, the goons used all the escape pods, so the three teens were stuck in the ship. At least, until Luthor, Black Manta, and Sportsmaster reared their ugly faces (Apparently in a canceled meeting)

And Luthor, ever being the politcal figure, offered a temporary truce; atleast until they got back on land (The fight had caused Manta's men to leave their stations, so they were now in the middle of the ocean). Superboy didn't trust him, but Aqualad hadn't been doing to good, and probably wouldn't last in a fight with the older villians. Plus, Artemis was running out of arrows.

He glared wearily at the older man, who was currently trying to get back to the surface.

Luthor glanced at him briefly, before turning back to his work.

"Tell me boy," He said, in an almost conversational tone "how have the Justice League been treating you? Well, I presume?" Superboy stared for a moment in shock. Was Luthor trying to get something out of him or just pass the time?

"...Yes," He mumbled finally. Luthor turned his head, before moving his whole body to look at him, leaning on the board; looking almost like Sperboy- chest puffed out slightly, straight back, arms crossed- in his position.

Superboy realised he was mirroring the man's stance, his leaning only slightly more on the wall with his left leg crossed over his right seeming to be the only difference.

The older man quirked his eyebrow.

"Then tell me this; why would they send only three of their operitives here, ironically all still children, to fight three very large scale criminals, when they are clearly not at peek condition?"

Superboy flinched, and the words came tumbling out

"It's not their fault! Your people attacked us, not the other way around! We didn't even come here for a mission!" Superboy took an abrupt halt in his talking. He scowled largely at the other male, bearley raining in his anger.

Luthor looked at him, before getting up and walking over so they were only arms length away.

"Take a deep breath." He stated simply. Superboy frowned, but did it anyway, knowing that Luthor couldn't physically hurt him. "Now exhale."

Superboy let it out, and suprisingly, it did help. He looked in shock at Luthor, who smiled knowingly.

"I'm not suprised. You have many conflicting emotions, and they completely forget to teach you the basic neccessities with dealing with them." Luthor said calmly, "So tell me, what do you do when you get upset, at something or someone?"

"Break it."

Luthor blinked. Once. Twice.

And then he burst out laughing.

"It's not funny!" He finally yelled; cheeks turned scarlet with emberressment.

Luthor only seemed to laugh harder, before calmimg himself down. Taking three deep breaths, he looked up at Superboy.

"Young man," he breathed out; still grinning "Trying to break something that upsets you is not always the answer."

"It's worked so far." Superboy stated, not looking him in the eye. Luthor chuckled again.

"That may be true, but what if you lost your temper with the wrong person?"

Superboy flinched, snapping his head up to look at Luthor in wonder. He sounded, in a way, like the other mentors; but unlike them, Connor had a small, growing buzz in his head that made him want listen to the man, that was different from the one for Batman.

"Well, what would you do?"

"I... I would face up to it," He mumbled.

"Alright, then. But that would cause issues. Dilemma. Would you still do it; if the consequinces were high?"

"Yes," Superboy said, not hesitating for a single secant.

"Why? Why would you risk it, even when you could get away with it? No witnesses, none at all." Luthor asked him. In any other time, this might be a interrigation. But it wasn't. Luthor honsetly wanted to know these things.

He wanted to know what Superboy would do if he ever killed someone.

"Because... Because Once you start, you can't stop." The words were coming out now full force, without his ability to stop. To lie.

"And when you can't stop, it becomes a bigger and bigger part of your life untill... Until it's all you have left. And then... There's no turning back. Ever." His hands began to shake.

"You'r hands are forever stained with blood, your mind clouded with them. Their dying faces as they take theit last breaths... And then you stop regretting it. Don't give it another thaught. You lose all right to call yourself human..." He couldn't see clearly. Why was his face wet?

"That's enouph, Kr." Connor looked up once more, slowly; to see Luthor looking at him again. "Now, why don't you sit down?"

Four hours of mindless talking flew by until they reached the surface, halfway to Florida when Batman and the rest of The Team came for them... With both Green Lanterns, Hawkgirl, and Superman.

Artemis stormed up to the ship, M'gann and Kid Flash following after her as she appeared to be upset, not saying a word to the mentors. Aqaulad stared at Black Manta with a chilled expression before walking up quikly to Batman, who gave him the look a father would give their eldest son who had messed with their younger siblings. He was quickly banished to the Bio Ship as well.

Superman's eyes widened when he saw Superboy standing next to Luthor.

"Luthor! What did you-"

"Relax, Superman," The businessman said, waving him off. "I didn't harm anyone."

"Superboy!" Batman called, causing the 'teen' to flinch.

"Well, I take it this is your leave, my boy." Luthor sighed. "What a pity. It seems we will have to talk about space time analogies another time."

"Yeah." he said simply.

Lex reached his hand out, touching the top of the boy's head, before ruffling his hair, well aware of the shocked looks he was getting.

"Goodbye, Superboy." He smiled as the boy turned to jog off.

"See ya, Mr. Luthor!" He called back.

Superboy went into the Bio-Ship, only to see his friends giving him shocked looks. They had been watching.

"...Dude." Wally said simply.

"What?" He asked, irritated.

"Lex Luthor just... Did something nice. To some one other than himself." Robin said, just as shocked. "And nobody died."

"Huh?" Superboy asked, clearly confused.

"We'll... Let Batman explain when we get home."

The noises of yelling outside was all it took for Connor to realise life just got a little more confusing.

Yes. My secant try at Young Justice fanfiction. You like? This takes place during Season One.

Gotta love Season One.

Anyways, I'm thinking of writing sequels (Or, midquels, technicaly- maybe even just more chapters) About how the other's thoughts during this went. Like what Kaldurr and Black Manta talked about, or Artemis and Sportsmaster.

Tell me what you think.