Sylar
I'm out like a light until I hear Celine's footsteps, and even then, I'm still half out. I wake to find her sitting on the arm of the sofa, tweezers in hand.
"Have you pulled it yet?" I ask.
"Not yet. I was thinking you'd want to be awake for this".
"Got any of that numbing medicine?".
"Anesthetics? No, sorry".
"Alright, let's get this over with".
I take my shirt off and I know she's staring at me. I feel her gaze behind my back.
"What?" I turn and face her, "Never seen a shirtless guy before?".
I can tell she's blushing. Celine shakes her head as she snaps out of whatever spell I'd put on her.
"Oh…no, I have, but…I don't know".
Hmmm, suspicious. "You ready?" I ask.
"Only if you are. This will hurt, Sylar. A lot".
"Then let the pain begin".
Now, those of you who know me know that I can take pain relatively well, seeing as how I keep getting my ass kicked every chance someone gets to do it. But this, for some odd reason, I can't take. The tweezers dig deep into the wound to find their target, all the while I'm hissing and trying to keep myself from swearing out loud.
"You holding up okay?" Celine asks.
"I'll be alright".
"Sylar, if I'm hurting you-".
"It has to come out now. Please, don't give in because of me".
"Alright".
It takes her ten minutes to get a good strong hold of the bullet, and only thirty seconds to get it pulled out. But, to me, those minutes and seconds feel like hours. Hours of the worst pain I've ever felt.
"Got it! You should start healing right about…" she waits five seconds, "NOW!".
And I do. I have to admit that I'm impressed. The girl's a nut, but she probably just saved my life.
"It won't get infected, will it?" Celine asks.
"No, it shouldn't. My power should heal that too. What're you gonna do with that?" I'm asking about the bullet.
"Oh, take it home, sanitize, and keep it".
"Why?".
"I don't know, to be honest. I just like it".
"Are you going home?" I ask as I put my shirt back on.
"What?".
"Are you going home?".
"Do you not want me to?".
"Hey, no fair! I asked you first!".
"Alright, I won't if you don't want me to".
"Do you want to go home?".
She appeared to fight with herself for a minute, but her answer was exactly what I was waiting on.
"To be honest, no. No I don't wanna go home".
Hmmm. How different…how unique…How…special.
A/N: How was that? Hint at a pairing. Do you want this to be a pairing or do you just want me to stick with them being just friends? Next chapter: Celine and Sylar talk about their powers and their friendship grows. See ya then!