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I stared at the other man, whose name is Ando. Hiro had begrudgingly handed over the twenty bucks while I just stared at them like they were idiots.
"It was not that obvious!" I complained, staring at them intensely. Ando looked like he was about to argue, but Peter interrupted him.
"Let's not get in to a debate about this." He said, sighing. "So, let me get this straight. Spock, the alternate Sylar, was your lover."
"No, he never knew." I said with a sigh. "I told him before I got sent here and he called me… T… I don't know, some Vulcan word."
"T'hy'la." Hiro said fluently. I pointed at him with a grin.
"That's the one!" I said, then scratched the back of my head. "What does it mean?"
"Friend, brother, soul mate." He said with a grin. "It's the closest word in the Vulcan language to lover."
"So…. He does feel the same!" I said, jumping up and hugging Hiro, who looked like he was about to pass out. "You okay there, buddy?"
"Captain Kirk hugged me." He said, fanning himself. I gave him a weird look and backed away.
"Knock, knock." A sing song voice came from behind them. "You really should lock the door."
"Sylar!" I yelled, pushing past Hiro and Ando with a grin. I opened my arms, about to hug him when I stopped, my grin fading and clearing my throat, putting my arms down.
"Get out of my apartment." Peter said. Sylar was barely paying attention, just staring at me.
"Were you about to hug me?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. In that moment, I said fuck it, the eyebrow did me in and I flew forward, knocking the wind out of him as I embraced him tightly, breathing in his scent. That much was the same.
"Sorry, I should…" I started, but an arm went around me in a semblance of a hug and I stayed put, closing my eyes with a sigh. I could get over it all, at least I would have a version of him.
"Now, Peter, weren't you taught not to steal." He said. I sighed, biting his chest. He yelped, pulling me away from him and looking at me like I'd grown three heads.
"I'm not an object, Sylar, no one can steal me." I smirked, poking him in the nose and his expression changed to looking at me like I'd grown fifty heads. "Unless you're saying I'm your boyfriend."
"Um. No." He said, looking behind me. I turned around to see Hiro with a sword drawn, Ando behind him and Peter with his hands up, a dangerous look on his face.
"Please." I whispered, looking at Hiro. "He's my T'hy'la."
"No, Spock is, not him." Peter growled. But Ando lowed his sword, a look on his face.
"No, T'hy'la is a bond that does not fade, not even if it's Sylar. He's right." He looked at me. "For the great Captain of the Enterprise, just this once, I will turn my back to pick up something, if you are gone when I turn back around, then I understand." He said, turning around, making Ando do the same. But Peter didn't move.
"No, I can't let you get away again!" He yelled. I backed up and made a decision.
"Then if you want him, you have to go through me." I said.
"Don't be ridicules." Sylar grumbled. I threw my arm back, smacking him.
"We're leaving now." I said, backing up. I turned around, pinning Sylar with a look and he gritted his teeth.
"Fine." He grumbled, grabbing my arm and leading me out the front door while Ando held Peter back.
"I don't think my money will work here." I mused aloud, watching as people gave me looks and snickered. Sylar gave me a confused look and I pointed at my clothes.
"You can wear mine." I started laughing, poking him. "Would you stop that?"
"But I can say that I'm in your pants." I laughed, leaning on him. I felt his body sigh as he gently pushed me away from him.
"You are very weird." He grumbled.
"You love it!" I said, giving him a playful shrug. He stopped, turning towards me and grabbing my face, staring intently at my eyes.
"You're not on drugs, so what did they do to you." He mused, his thumb lightly rubbing my cheekbone.
"Told me the meaning of T'hy'la." I whispered, grabbing his shirt and pulling him closer. He rolled his eyes, pushing me away. I ran, catching up to him.
"You called me that, what does it mean?" He asked, turning the corner. And we were back at the clock shop.
"I don't know if I should tell you yet." I said, shrugging as I walked in a head of him, going to the back room. He threw me on the bed with his mind and I started to laugh, sitting up and breaking his hold on me quickly. He shook his head, eyeing me.
"You are fascinating." He said, grabbing a pair of pants and a shirt from his dresser and tossing them beside me.
"What about underwear?" I yelled. He turned slightly, shooting me a grin that made my heart stop before he went back to the front of the shop.
Sylar's lips moved against mine, soft and sweet, his hand trailing down my chest as I struggled to breath. He bit my lip, drawing blood and licking it off as I groaned, my hands gripping his shirt and pulling him down closer.
"What are you dreaming about?" Sylar asked. My eyes shot open and I realized I was pressed to his side, my head lying on his chest, my hand gripping him to me and my… Oh god.
"Sorry." I said quickly.
"Do I need to revisit the rules? Stay on your side of the bed or you sleep on the floor?" He said with a sigh.
"But… I'm comfortable." I complained, nuzzling him and feeling him stiffen.
"I don't care, now get your boner off of my hip." He said, grabbing the back of my shirt. He tried to pry me off but I held on tightly. This time I wasn't letting go, I couldn't.
"Let me sleep!" I whined, pushing myself even closer. He suddenly sat up, throwing me off of him and standing up. I looked up at him with a sigh, running a hand through my hair. He was glaring at me intently and I broke under that look. "Fine."
I got up, laying down on the floor and attempting to get comfortable as I heard him get back in the bed. I fought back tears and sighed. Maybe eventually I would break through his reserves. I mean, I did with Spock, how different could it be with Sylar?
"God damn it!" he yelled, causing me to jump. I stared over the mattress, looking at him like he was crazy. He was laying on his back, a hand covering his face. He peeked over at me then sighed, closing his eyes and stretched out his free arm, the one closest to me, curling two of his fingers and motioning at me to come over.
I hesitated until he opened his eyes again, fixing me with a glare. I slid on to the bed and under the blanket, keeping to my space so I wouldn't get kicked off again. I was just closing my eyes when he grabbed my shirt and pulled it. I opened them again and he had his head turned towards me, a blank look on his face.
"What?" I whispered. He rolled his eyes, pulling my shirt again.
"I was comfortable." He murmured. I smiled softly, moving over as he turned on his side, holding me close to him and tucking my head under his chin.
"Thank you." I said quietly, kissing his throat. His grip tightened on me and sighed.
"Don't get used to it. It's a one-time thing."
I blinked my eyes open, finding myself face to face with a sleeping Sylar. One of his arms was under my neck, the other draped across my waist. He looked so peaceful and I leaned forward, kissing him so gently, not wanting to wake him, but wanting to taste his lips again.
"What are you doing?" He whispered, eyes still closed, lips brushing against mine.
"Sorry." I said, moving away. His hand cradled the back of my neck, pulling me back to his lips, kissing me gently, but dominating at the same time.
"Mmm, you taste like… Strawberries." He whispered with a sigh, going in for another kiss. I chuckled, biting his lip slightly before reclaiming his lips. Suddenly I was pushed away and he was off the bed, glaring at me.
"What the hell are you doing?" He yelled.
"I pulled away and you pulled me back! What are you doing?" I yelled back, officially pissed. I got up, shoving him in to the wall. "You enjoy messing with my feelings?"
"I was asleep." He growled, surprisingly enough not shoving me back.
"Well what does that tell you?" I said, fuming. He looked at me, opening and then closing his mouth. He pushed off the wall, grabbing on to my shoulders and spinning, pinning me to the wall with his body.
"It tells me that you're messing with my mind." He growled.
"God, you're so damn blind. Kiss me like you mean it. Kiss me and tell me you don't like it." I hissed. He backhanded me and I slowly turned back to look at him. He was breathing heavily and then he grabbed a hold of my face, kissing me in a rough kiss, holding me to him as I groaned. He pulled away, looking in to my eyes before pushing away.
"I… I…" He stammered and I hugged him.
"You don't have to say it." I said. He pulled away for a moment and huffed, throwing me in to the wall. I blinked in shock, staring at him with my eyes wide.
"I don't like it." He growled.
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