Sy-Sy, lmao thanks! yeah she is a bit cocky, it;s cuz she know's he cant kill her(cuz of da automatic brain freezing) so dat makes her cocky and she likes to toy around with him, which isnt really a smart thing to do with Sylar lol and yeah I'll totally check out ur story!

Danic, thanks so much!

Draco Lover, lol i'm not sure but is that a good thing?

Chapter 5:Defenses Rise & Fall

Sylar stood in the hallway outside the hotel room, leaning againest the wall, his eyes closed, remembering last night and how she had gotten too close. He wanted to erase the memory of last night, as if it never happend. But it did and that irritated Sylar, and also frightened him a bit. Nobody had ever gotten that personal with him and started asking him questions like she did, or made him feel like she did.

Milla stepped out of the hotel room and saw him leaning againest the wall, his eyes closed, she grinned and slammed the door. The noise made him jump up. "come on, sleepy-head, we should get going" She said as she started to walk. He followed after her, catching up to her quickly and walking next to her.

"I wasn't sleeping" He muttered. Milla simply smiled as they walked out of the hotel and onto the streets.

"Shouldn't we be following my directions?The only reason we're here is for me to get another power." He said as they walked past the shops and the people.

"We are, but in case you haven't noticed, you're not exactly dressed right for this kind of weather, that's why we're going to buy you a coat" She said, looking at the windows of the stores. Sylar didn't argue with her, she was right, he was freezing in this weather. They walked into a store, and bought him a long black coat.

"Now who's the new prey?" Milla asked as she sipped her coffee, as the two of them sat in a cafe. Sylar sat there quiet, as he stared out the window.

"Hello?Anyone home?" She asked waving her hand in front of his face. He didn't look at her, he kept staring at the window.

"I heard you" He said, still not looking at her. He could tell she was getting frustrated with him.

"I'm not telling you who it is, since I don't need you involved in this, it's my business" He said finally turning to look at her. She started to get more and more irritated. Who's the one being toyed with now? He thought, remembering how she had toyed with him last night.

Milla wanted to throw the coffee in his face, she was the one paying for all of this, she was the one who helped him in Australia, He had to tell her who it was now, he owned her at least that much. She stared at him as he calmly sipped his coffee and stared out at the window. He turned and looked at her, set his coffee down and got up, putting his coat.

"Well I suppose I should be going, got plenty of business to take care of" He said casually as if he was simply running out to do some errands, not to slice someone's skull open.

Milla watched him leave, her grip on the coffee mug was so tight, that it shattered, cutting her hand. She looked down at her bloody hand, took a napkin and wrapped it around her hand. Then she took out her wallet, dropped some cash on the table and left.

Night-Time

Sylar walked towards the hotel-room door, suprised that he wasn't experiencing any pain from getting the new power, like he did last time. He opened the door and tossed his coat on the couch.

"Honey I'm home" He said sarcastically, ready to start toying with her again. Milla walked into the living room, and walked over to the mini-bar.

"Hey" She said as she took out some whisky. Sylar looked at her hand, which was bandaged up...badly.

"What happend to your hand?" He said as he walked over to her. Milla moved away from him, and set the whisky bottle down on the table.

"I broke the coffee mug at the cafe, and i accidently cut myself" She said casually. The fact that she was so calm about all of this, worried Sylar even more.

"Do you have a first aid kit?" He asked staring at her as she sat down on the couch, and started to drink the whisky, straight from the bottle.

"On the dresser" She said pointing to the bedroom. Sylar went into the bedroom.

When he came back out, he had the first-aid kit in his hand. He sat down next to her and just stared at her.

"What?" She said looking at him. Sylar took her bandaged hand and start to undo the bandages. She sat there, suprised, he was actually quite gentle. When he was done, he stared to pack up the first-aid kit.

"Where'd you learn how to fix up wounds like that?" She asked.

"When you get into as many fights as I do and you get bloodied-up as much I've been bloodied-up, you tend to learn how to stitch yourself up." He said, smiling at her. Milla stared at him, still suprised. Then a thought came to her. What if he was just being like this to get her to break her guard around him?If she did that, then she would get hurt,maybe not physically but emotional hurt is the worst kind that there is, and that was one kind of hurt that Milla could never allow herself to be subjected to. Milla knew that she could never let herself fall for him, despite how suprisingly gentle he might be, and despite how she felt around him, she could not let herself fall for him.

A short chapter,also a bit of a filler chapter.Just to point out a few things, in case they werent exactly clear in the story, when Sylar comes back to the hotel room he's killed the new "prey" and gotten yet another power.I plan on posting the latest chapter either tommorow night or Friday night, so you guys won't have to wait that long for the new chapter. As always comments,reviews,criticism are greatly appericiated! and thanks for reading!