they got lost

characters: genos, zombieman, metal bat, amai mask

synopsis: headcanons for the characters stated above in a relationship with an s-class!reader

fandom: one punch man

warnings: none!

a/n: my first writing post 🤩 i love the s-class heroes so much so i decided to write some headcanons for them with a reader who’s also s-class! i may make a part two with flashy flash, fubuki, etc. hope you like it!

genos

at first, genos is indifferent to your presence among the s-class. he’s already prioritized his training and spending as much time as possible with saitama

i don’t even think he’d be aware you’d joined until it was announced at another meeting

he’s veryy curious to know about your abilities and how you shot through the ranks so quickly. but i think he’d keep his distance for a while

assuming reader is around his age, genos would be low-key shy around them. he just can’t bring himself to approach you first. this poor boy-

so at first he sticks to keeping things ✨professional✨ when he hears about a successful mission you were on, you’d get the occasional “i heard you did well against the enemy. well done, y/n” and a little awkward nod of his head

but you’d soon catch on him. when you gave reports at the hero summons, he would ALWAYS pay attention. like watch-dog man could be going on about how city-q is burning to the ground and you’d be like “well everythings fine over here-” and his head would shoot up-

silent fuming if tatsumaki scolds you or anyone interrupts you

and he’d make trips to whatever city you were placed in charge of and ask if you needed any help. he knows you can take care of yourself, he’s just looking for an excuse to talk to you

one day you saw him with saitama and the gang and you started hanging around them and that was it-

you all would be going on a lot of outings together, trying to ignore all the people gaping at you

he definitely finds time to steal you away from the others. he could never grow tired of saitama but fubuki would probably have loads of questions for you so he may excuse himself from the group for a bit and take you with him

the two of you fight sooo well together. you’re often assigned to handle monsters as a team because of how well you work with each other

you’re always with him if his parts get damaged during a fight. scolding him and telling him to be more careful, he’s getting too reckless these days

and genos’ fans take a particular liking to you... if your relationship is public then please believe the fan pages are goin wild

genos doesn’t care about all that, but he’ll quickly jump your defense if people start spreading false rumors about you and your relationship

he loves you and you’ll know it everyday 😌

zombieman

yet another stern man

he is also quite curious as to how you managed to make s-class.

because you either got in right away after the entrance exam, like genos, or you somehow managed to surpass amai mask. either way, he already has some degree of respect for you.

he seems like a bit of a loner, so i imagine the two of you would have to be assigned to a task or mission of some sort together to start communicating.

one thing i like feel he’d admire in an s/o is their strength, so he would be looking respectfully if you two were fighting together.

very observant. he’s looking for your fighting style, what attacks you normally use, and how he can help with his abilities.

he cannot stand heroes who’re only in the profession for the publicity. amai mask already annoys him- so that being said he’s very appreciative to see you actually saving people and being compassionate and not just smiling for the camera while leveling a boulder or sum-

in fact, he probably started to develop some sort of feelings after watching you save someone. maybe it was a child you had helped reunite with their parents after their town was wrecked.

you bring the kid over to their parents, and when you turn over to zombieman he was smiling for a split second before reverting back to that slight frown.

it can be slightly unnerving watching him fight, with his regenerative abilities and all that. you know he’ll recover from any injury but it still concerns you when he gets hurt.

he always reassures you, it’s not a big deal, he’s more than used to it by now. the last thing he wants is to scare you, so catch him actually looking out for his safety and trying to limit the damage done to him for you.

if you get hurt somehow, he’s by your side in an instant. your safety is top priority

he’ll blame himself for your injury, you gotta reassure him for him to feel better, and even that would take a lot of convincing

he’s glad to have you in the s-class, it was getting a little insufferable over there-

badd/ metal bat

remember when he had no idea who madame shibabawa was?? yeah this man does not pay attention during hero meetings 😭 he also was not aware you had joined s-class even though he definitely should’ve been told at that point.

another meeting was called and he’s sitting down in his usual spot, he turns around to see you there like ”😀”

he watches as you calmly give a report on recent sightings of monsters and other matters, like where?? did you come from???

he’s got a pretty boisterous attitude, and he’s very assertive and loud when you first meet him. i feel as though his rashness would be even worse if he thought he had feelings for someone

easily flustered, and it’s obvious too. you offer to come with him for a threat-level demon mission and he’s going on about how he doesn’t need the help of a “newbie” and how he can handle himself just fine. of course you have faith in him, he’s VERY strong but it’s fun to mess with him, and he’ll know when you’re doing it

eventually you decide to tag along with him on an assignment, and surprise, surprise, you hear no complaints from him

you two are a force of NATURE in a fight. his stamina and strength is boundless, and you’re also very impressive with your abilities.

you know those scenes in the manga where he’s in the middle of a fight, his shirt torn, hair all ruffled and in his face, and he’s got bloodstains on him? yeah you’re getting a full view of that on the regular 🥵

fights always end with you two walking away together, he’s swinging his bat and talking about the thrill and how much he enjoyed a good fight. he’ll also be slightly embarrassed to add “you weren’t so bad yourself, you know” and his face will be red but not from the exhaustion-

his sister zenko will become a big fan of you now that you’re s-class! he may even ask if you can give her your autograph and talk to her. he’d be so embarrassed but trying to hide it-

doesn’t know what to do with his hands so he just stuffs them in his pocket. also he avoids eye contact with you too. it’s too cute

“y/n, look, i don’t mean to bother ya, but my lil sis, she’s a huge fan and she'd really like to meet you so if you had the time that would be great. thanks.”

pleasee be nice to this mans sister 😤 i headcanon that he wouldn’t date anyone if zenko didn’t like them

after you meet zenko, congratulations- you have unlocked his soft side 🥰 you’ll find he's a real gentleman

if you’re talking during an s-class meeting and someone interrupts you- this man will NOT care who-

“oi! didn’t you hear y/n speaking just now? shut up or i’ll thrash you!”

in conclusion: badd >>> and his heart is yours 🥰

amai mask

this little prick right here

he wouldn’t be as upset if you went straight to s-class after the hero entrance exam like genos did. but if you actually climbed through the ranks?? and surpassed him??

he would’ve had to be a-class rank t-t-two for a bit 🤢🤮 like hurry up and move to s-class already, it’s killing him

despite being upset about it, he’s also quite impressed. the reason he refuses to move to s-class despite being more than capable is because he wouldn’t allow anyone he deemed unworthy to pass. you had to be very strong, and he begrudgingly had some sort of respect for you because of it

he also respects just people. a hero has to be beautiful, in both appearance and personality. so if you’re a good person then he’ll actually get along with you

make no mistake, he cares about his public image. so when he sees you, a young and stunning hero who made their debut in the highly esteemed s-class? he’d definitely see that as an opportunity grow his fan base

purposely greeting and talking to you frequently in public. and then acting surprised and bashful when being questioned about it by the media

it wouldn’t be long before the tabloids started rolling out with your names on the headlines, with people talking up your relationship

whether or not you’d be upset with it is up to you

if you don’t mind the gossip, amai mask would be muchh bolder with you in public. giving you those wry smiles that would make any other fan melt and openly flirting with you. the two of you may even be invited as guests on one of those talk shows he’s seen on

if the publicity is too much for you, he’d actually shut down the rumors immediately. “y/n is a wonderful addition to the s-class, and i’m looking forward to watching them grow. but their just an acquaintance… nothing more.”

why do i actually want to write a fic about amai mask and reader playing up their relationship in public now

buttt that’s actually not true because he’s starting to catch FEELINGS

he doesn’t like most of the s-class but you’re the exception

he’s a busy man but expect him checking up with you as much as possible to make sure you’re doing alright

after a particular stressful mission, he’ll book a reservation for you two at the best restaurant in the city! perks of being a star...

he’ll tell you all about his upcoming projects, but he’ll also listen very attentively as you talk about the s-class! he may even make fun of some of them just to get you to laugh

very attentive boyfriend and much nicer to you than he is to anyone else, s-class or not!

can’t keep my hands (off you).

Anime/Manga: One Punch Man Pairing: Garou/fem!Reader Additional pairing/characters: platonic Metal Bat/fem!Reader, Zenko, mentions of other heroes such as Saitama, Watchdog Man, etc. Genre: Romance, comedy Warning: Absolute silliness. Language – Garou and reader both ate rainbows for breakfast. Dumbassery. Teeth-rotting fluff, maybe? Reader is hella strong like Saitama. Half-assed spice because you’re good at cockblocking Garou despite being low-key thirsty for him. And LOTS of dumbassery from the reader, most probably. Additional tag: Dream-based fic, canon-divergent, Garou is horny af A/N: This is supposed to be a lengthy one-shot, but I’m a dumbass who can’t keep my word so the supposedly one-shot isn’t a one shot anymore.  Now I have to worry how I should properly divide all those parts (I mean, they’re already divided, but–) 😅 Happy New Year! *snicker*

You and Garou continue being friends. And he still couldn’t get enough of your thighs, damn it.

Summary:

Your life had its general ups and downs, pros and cons, the good and the bad.

You were admittedly a coward and afraid of being targeted by people for it. Following the advice of your (best) friend you trained hard, like, FUCKING hard, and now you’re blessedly, utterly strong you can take down enemies with just one hit. A good thing, really. Can’t let any bad guy harass you or something.

But-

You were probably cursed with the biggest, baddest of luck. Not only were monsters chasing you, suddenly there was this fucking hot bastard weirdo who kept on calling himself the Hero Hunter. “I’m not a hero, goddamn it!”

i. and ii. | iii. and iv. | v. | vi. | [more to be added]

“i can’t keep my

hands

off…!”

- can’t keep my hands off you/simple plan

vii.

You were acting skittish around him, and not because of his constant teasing.

Garou was secretly thankful that you weren’t stupid like other people despite being such a dumbass sometimes. He liked that you were being straightforward with him, and it was something that he could appreciate at the moment.

He also loved liked the fact that despite coming to terms that he was indeed the wanted Hero Hunter, you never actually banned him from going in and out of your home as he pleased.

“I mean, I really am a dumbass, right?” you were telling him as he watched you cooked dinner for the both of you. Garou had uncharacteristically held off his hero hunting to discuss things with you, and he could see how relieved you were about it.

“You already told me yourself who you are the first time we met and here I am, still surprised that I’m actually letting the Hero Hunter inside my home!” you continued. Your expression turned contrite when you turned to look at him. “B-But that didn’t mean that you’re not allowed here anymore! I’m just too shocked by my sheer dumbassery to actually- a-and you’re just beating heroes up and not killing them, I heard, so… fuck my logic, right? But as long as you’re not outright murdering anyone, I don’t have the right to tell you to stop doing whatever you want with your life, right? I know you don’t need someone telling you that and-“

He shouldn’t even be here in your house right now. He should’ve left the moment you broached the topic about his identity. But just as Garou thought that you would ask him not to return anymore or else you’d call for help (not that you needed it, anyway), here you were: telling him that he was still free to come and go to your home as he pleased.

What kind of a coward would let a wanted criminal to enter their home as they pleased? A dumbass, you said it yourself.

“If you’re scared of telling me to leave, don’t be,” Garou told you insouciantly. “All you gotta do is ask, jeez.”

You shot him a dumbfounded look at quickly shook your head. “Why would I do that?” you asked him, flabbergasted. “I told you already that you’re still allowed here, did I?”

He frowned at you, steadily feeling annoyed by the wary light in your eyes and how it contradicted with your shaky yet genuine words. Could you decide which of the two you would remove off of you already?

“Then decide if you should be scared or sincere already, for fuck’s sake!” he barked at you, making you squeak and nearly drop the ladle you were holding. Garou caught the thing when you threw it at him in retaliation, glaring half-heartedly and pouting at him.

“I AM sincere, you dork! And maybe I’m just feeling scared because I don’t want my best friend to throw me in jail himself or beat you up because he might think that-“

You stopped talking, looking as if you said something that you shouldn’t have and turned your back to him. Garou narrowed his eyes at your behaviour, curiosity gleaming in his golden eyes.

Why did you just suddenly sport that ‘shit I fucked up’ expression?

The self-proclaimed Hero Hunter crossed the distance between the two of you in a few quick strides and corralled you against the kitchen counter, arms caging you between his body and the countertop in front of you. Garou could see your body tense at the proximity, couldn’t stop himself from admiring your exposed skin thanks to your hair tied up in a messy bun and the tank top you were wearing. He was so close, he could practically nuzzle his nose against your neck should he dip his head down to your level-

Nope, not now, though. He had a curiosity to sate at the moment.

“And why would your best friend beat me up, huh? Lock you up in jail?” he questioned, raising a brow at you when you peeked up at him over your shoulder. Garou fought the urge to grin at your flushed face but he wasn’t opposed to the idea of flustering you further.

Wait a damn moment. How did he get from teasing you in hopes of awakening the thing that took over your body to defend yourself TO teasing you just to see how you looked like while blushing?

Oh, right. You and your fucking thighs, Garou answered himself. But back to more current pressing matters….

You looked away again and stuttered a reply.

“B-Because he m-m-might want t-to! C-Can’t anyone do t-that?” was your shitty excuse.

Man, you could really be a dumbass.

Garou leaned his body towards you, his broad chest touching your back. You let out a surprised squeak at the contact, trying but failing not to take notice of the hard planes of his muscles against the fabric of your clothes.

“[Name],” he whispered in your ear. The gasp he elicited from you sounded so good, and Garou could feel his self-control slipping just a tiny bit. He bit back a groan when you pressed your back against his chest in an attempt to push him off of you.

“C-Come on, haven’t you heard o-of citizen’s a-a-arrest or s-something?” you yelled at him indignantly, your voice turning up a pitch higher in your panic. “Bat is just-“

“Bat?” Garou asked you, perplexed. Did he just mishear you, or…? “I thought you said your best friend’s name was Badd?”

You hurriedly turned around to face him and planted your hands on his chest, pushing him away weakly. Garou, however, didn’t budge and kept his questioning gaze on you.

“That’s what I said! Badd!” you lied frantically, eyes shut tight as you continued your feeble attempts. Damn, where was your strength when you needed it?

Too bad for you, Garou was secretly the sharpest tool in the shed. He was quick to pick up on the erratic pitch of your voice and sudden ungainly body language. “He’s a hero, ain’t he? Your best friend?”

“He’s not!”

You could lie all you want, but you’re not fooling him anymore.

Garou should be angry. He really should. After all, being lied to was one of the things he hated the most. But the reason for your deceit was not to harm anyone – he could clearly see that you were hell-bent into uttering a falsehood just so you could protect your (hero) best friend as well as Garou himself. Not that he needed your protection, but-

He almost smiled at the concern you were inadvertently showing him. More so when he heard what you had to say next.

“He’s not!” you lied still. “And what if he is? I-I can’t let my friends beat each other up, you dummy!”

Ah. Garou should have expected that you two were way past being acquaintances with how much he had been frequenting your home and interacting with you. The thought of being friends with you struck a chord in him that had long since fallen asleep ever since he was bullied as a kid.

You might be a dumbass sometimes, but you were still quite welcoming despite all the previous scares and continuous teasing he put you up with. And aside from making it his goal to fluster you (as his stupid teenage hormones commanded him), Garou found the companionship rather… nice. Not that spending time with that kid at the park and reading the Hero Guide Booklet together wasn’t something he wouldn’t call a form of camaraderie. Maybe spending time with someone his age without having a care in the world was something he sort of sought and found in you.

Garou had no qualms being a lone wolf, but he won’t deny that human interaction  – well, aside from beating heroes up, that is – was a nice change of pace in the life he now led as the Hero Hunter.

You were a coward, but you were never judgmental. And that was one of the things he quite liked about you, if truth be told, other than your perfect thighs-

And there went his mind again. He had seen women sexier and much prettier than you, so why were you the only one who piqued this kind of interest on him, the kind that he usually didn’t even bother entertaining?

And you calling him friend right now wasn’t exactly helping-

“Are you gonna beat my best friend up, then? If I tell you he’s a hero?”

Garou blinked at your distressed question and leaned down at you, grabbing your wrists and placing your arms around his shoulders while he grinned at you playfully.

“I don’t even know which of those damned heroes is your friend,” he told you jauntily. “Ah! Maybe the reason why you didn’t tell me is because he’s weak? Scared I’ll beat him to a pulp, [Name]?”

He was just making fun of you, you told yourself. But Garou implying that your best friend wouldn’t hold his own against the silver-haired male pushed you into your protective mode. People could badmouth you all they wanted, but to hell with it if they demean your number one supporter and his little sister!

“How dare you?! Badd is way stronger than me! He can beat you up real easily!” you angrily defended your best friend. Not realizing that Garou was riling you up into telling you who Badd really was, you unwittingly took the bait and could only stop yourself the last second.

“He’ll beat you up and it’ll be a piece of cake for him ‘cause he’s Metal Ba-“

Hurriedly, you stopped yourself and pulled your arms off of him to cover your mouth with your hands. Eyes the size of the moon, you winced when Garou gave you a look as if he’d hit the jackpot.

“Ding, ding! And so she finally tells me who her best friend is,” he tells you in a sing-song manner, grin splitting from ear to ear now. “And what a surprise, he turns out to be S-Class, rank 15!”

The look you gave him was full of annoyance at being one-upped and ire directed at your own folly. You covered your face to muffle the frustrated whine bubbling from your throat and mindlessly shoved your head on his chest.

Caught off guard at your sudden movement, Garou raised his hands but not quite knowing what to do with them. He settled for patting your head with one hand, his ears turning pink when you unconsciously purred(?) like a cat at the action.

“You’re gonna hunt him now, aren’t you?” you asked him, your voice muffled. “You’re gonna hunt Badd, and there’s nothing I could do to stop you from doing so.”

Garou huffed, hand still petting your hair gently. “Yep. Nothin’ you can do about it.”

This was it. Guess he had to cut your friendship short since he didn’t really want to make you choose between some guy you just met recently and the one you call your best friend.

He was the Hero Hunter, and you were a civilian with a pro-hero for a best friend.

What an uncanny arrangement.

You shuffled slightly and craned your neck to look up at him, your eyes wide and imploring. “Can I make a request, though? Like, don’t try to kill Badd, maybe? Since there’s no stopping you from being the Hero Hunter and I can’t exactly dictate you to drop the act…”

Garou gaped at you, face filled with incredulity. Did you just give him the permission to fight your best friend as long as he didn’t commit murder? And did you just imply that you accepted him for who he was?

And it’s as if Garou was actively trying to kill those he beat up

He watched as your eyes filled with awe and admired the way your cheeks turned red when he smiled at you – and a genuine one at that. Garou squished your cheeks with his hands and lowered his face to yours, his smile turning roguish when you blushed harder at the proximity.

“And what if Metal Bat kills me, huh? Don’t you think that’s a bit unfair?” he questioned. “Can’t make a request like that if it’s gonna put me at a disadvantage, y’know. But… I might be willing if-”

One of his hands crept down and poked your thighs with a finger.

“-I get a handful of these?”

Garou dodged, laughing, when you swung a hand up at him for a slap.

“Pervert! Leave my thighs alone, thirsty bastard!”

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to be continued

Saitama x Female!Reader part 2

Genos was more than shocked to see this interaction, especially if it had to do with master Saitama. Being his disciple, self proclaimed I should add, he knew a lot of the masters tendencies, whether it be picking his nose or being extremely apathetic. Even to Genos from time to time. But this female, the Cyborg concluded immediately broke those boundaries without even a second delay. The blonde literally witnessed his master envelope her in a tight hug. (Name) was politely invited in, and Mumen Rider left, feeling prideful he could do something right as a hero. Genos was silent as he watched (Name) and Saitama converse, and he could already tell his usual poker face was strained. "How long have you been back?" Saitama asked, holding back the excitement in his voice. He didn't want to scare her off after all, she had just got here. "I came back yesterday. The flight was bad but at least I got to see my hero again." The female beamed, her hand resting gently on Saitama's shoulder. The bald male grunted, turning to Genos who's face was completely engrossed on him. "So, tell me everything that's happened since I was gone, Sai." "Who is this, Sai, Lady (Name)?" "That Sai guy is me. And don't call her lady, you weirdo." Saitama sighed after he explained almost everything he could recollect since the years she had left Japan. The three years of training, his hair falling out and Genos becoming his disciple. The female could only nod from time to time completely amazed at everything she was being told. "Wow...that's a lot to take in at once... But you really did it, Saitama." (Name) spoke after a moment, leaning close to meet his gaze. The dullness in his eyes faltered for a moment, and his face softened a bit. "You really are the hero you promised to be." She winked playfully, as a gloved hand made its way to rest on her cheek, lightly patting it. "I didn't want to let you down. I didn't want to let myself down either." He replied quietly, lowering his hand and his body scooted away from her. Genos noticed this behavior and took note to it. When Lady (Name) leaves he would indeed confront the master on it. "I'll see you later Sai!" (Name) called from the door before Genos gently shut. During her short visit the two old friends had the opportunity to get to know each other once again, and (Name) was hit with so many tendencies she remembered back when they were younger. He was almost exactly the same as he was before, apart from his head. On the other hand, Saitama noticed great changes in (Name). It was still the same goofy and sweet girl he knew during childhood, but she was different in a way he couldn't explain. (Name) also got acquainted with Genos, who bombarded her with questions every time he got the chance. The female after leaving was confronted by two Hero's Association workers. Upon finding out she knew Saitama, the Association knew they needed to keep her around, so she was offered a place to stay at HQ. "A place to stay here? But isn't this place only for heroes?" She questioned one of the men who stopped her, and the male shook his head. "Yes this place is for heroes, but you are important to the Association as of now because of your relationship with the Caped Baldy." "You mean Saitama." She interrupted dully, trying not to giggle. She imagined it vividly, here he comes to save the day, the Caped Baldy!! The female was shocked to hear a snort erupt from her mouth and she covered her face. "Please just take me to my quarters, thank you for your hospitality." She spoke quickly, embarrassed at herself as the men tried not to grin at her silliness. Just as the two men were told they told by their superiors, (Name) was taken to a living space where she was settled. Unbeknownst to herself or Saitama, they had been watched by the Association, and took great notice to the Caped Baldy's sudden change in attitude. In the Hero's Association, power is determined by levels using advanced technology created by their best scientists. One of these creations is a scanner that can determine a heroes power ranking. And I'm not gonna say power level because DBZ. As of now, Saitama's power ranking has completely trumped every single hero in the Association, and over powers the maximum power of the scanner itself. What it caught though when the two friends met again, was that Saitama's massive power rank fluctuated a bit, causing great concerns in the Association. Whoever this girl was to Saitama meant his power ranking was slowly lowering, and there was no clue to why. They had to keep her close to study her and the B - Class hero more thoroughly. If her relations with Saitama interfered with his hero work in anyway, they would not hesitate to get rid of her. "Did you really have to ask (Name) all those annoying questions, Genos? Even I was getting agitated by your constant babbling." Saitama groaned after dressing in more comfortable clothing. It was a simple shirt and shorts. His suit was somewhere in their living space and Genos shrugged, cleaning up around the table where they sat. "I have to ask Lady (Name) questions. After all, my master is attracted to her, even after the long time apart." He smirked evilly, sensing his masters heartbeat skip a beat. "W-What? I don't like her, I haven't seen her in years! She's just a childhood friend and nothing more." He retorted stubbornly, crossing his muscular arms over his chest, lazily flopping next to the Cyborg. Genos grinned to his master, a person he may even call his friend, and shook his head. "You're heartbeat accelerates when she's close to you. I could tell by your breathing and the small beads of sweat the prick your forehead when your...flustered. Your cheeks grow a tint that is a different color than your skin color and your expressionless facade breaks a bit. She's the only person I've met where you've given her a genuine smile, and she's not even been here for a day. What more can I say?" Genos explained as a matter of factly, stunning Saitama to silence. The bald male huffed angrily, kicking his foot up to the coffee table to rest it. "Whatever. It was years ago when I used to like her. Whatever I'm feeling now is just memories..." his voice couldn't find it's way to his throat for some reason, and was quiet again. Genos wanted to roll his eyes but stopped himself. "I'm sure that's the reason. You can keep lying to yourself master." It had been months since (Name's) return and she had been settling quite nicely at the Hero's Association. Most of the heroes residing there were extremely kind and treated her with respect right off the bat. She also got to be with Saitama a lot which she was happy about. Oh and she also enjoyed Genos' company. It was evening when a monster alert brought Saitama and Genos to City D. This city hasn't seen much action for a while, so the Association was hit with a surprise when a level Tiger monster suddenly appeared destroying buildings and killing innocent people in cold blood. (Name) had begged Saitama for her to go, and wearily he agreed. Genos also agreed to her coming, self proclaiming himself as her personal guardian. Seeing his determined golden eyes, and a helpful pout, the female couldn't help but agree to the teenage Cyborgs request. (Name) stood closely to Genos as Saitama fell face to face with the monster who was bullying the people of City D, and boy it was an ugly one. The beast towered over Saitama, almost doubling his size. It was scaly and it's claws were long and sharp. His teeth sneered toward the bald hero, laughing heartily as his beady red eyes bore into Saitama's dark ones. "This is all what's up against the likes of me? Your police could do nothing, your other heroes are dead. Their last defense is really a poker-faced baldy?" The beast roar with laughter, it's spit flying out of its gigantic mouth and going everywhere, barely missing Saitama as he held back a grimace. "First, it's Caped Baldy, and say it before you spray it." He drawled out. He was a bit annoyed he had to get dragged out to fight this lug. The bald man had been spending a lot of his time recently with (Name) whom before this was watching a movie before the level Tiger alert came blaring throughout the Association. The monster grit his sharp teeth, smile faltering. "How dare you mock me?!" It screeched, swinging a large claw toward the male and only swung at air. The beast gazed from side to side. "What--?" The beast grunted, turning to see Saitama smiling lightly. "Man, you're really slow. I didn't even have to try." He explained, sighing softly as he rubbed the back of his head. "But then again I never have to try...." he muttered, gazing at his red boots as the monster took another swing. It missed. It's claw had sliced through the side of a collapsed building like it was nothing, it's cement fragments tumbling to the ground and falling to the beasts feet. Now the monster was angry. (Name) watched from a good distance with Genos at her side, arms crossed and eyes focused on his master. The monster belted out a monstrous roar, picking up a block of cement and flinging it to the right of him. It's clawed fists pounded violently on the ground around it, throwing a tantrum due to the fact it was being played by a bald man with a cape. When the beast heard a loud yelp and the sound of yelling, it gazed up. It saw sight to a female laying on the ground, clutching her shoulder and jaw in pain. The blonde Cyborg who had stayed at the sidelines was at her side, frantically helping her. The (h/c) haired girl let out a strangled cry, clearly trying to conceal her pain. The monster saw the cement block he had thrown was close to them and was covered in blood. The monster laughed. "Oh yeah! I can't believe I got her, I wasn't even trying!" It broke out in laughter, seeing to its right the bald hero and sighing. It was when the beast felt the bald mans Aira when a sudden wave of fear hit him. Saitama watched as Genos provided aid to his (Name), just the sight of her crying or even in pain making his chest tighten. Saitama blamed himself for this happening, he was messing with the monster which made it angry, and caused it to act reckless and throw a cement block. But as much as guilt filled his heart, an overpowering feeling overcame that guilt. That feeling was rage. It had come to him suddenly and fast. His silence was deadly as his dark eyes glared at the monster. The scaly beast felt his footing shake as Saitama was suddenly on him. "How dare you?!" Was the only the the monster heard before it died. Saitama swung his fist as hard as he could upward and into the beasts jaw. Just the amount of brute force dealt in that single punch caused the monsters body to explode into nothingness, it's organic body disappearing in the air. The ripples of the punch shot out in the sky and dispersed the clouds above them and shook the earth around the city. It had felt like a powerful earthquake had shaken the city and neighboring cities around them. Saitama sucked in a sharp breath, trying to control himself after losing his cool like he did. Genos could only gaze in shock, holding a pained (Name) tightly in his robotic arms. The strength in that single blow was even greater than the one he experienced when he had requested master Saitama to fight him. Much greater. When just the force of Saitama's punch destroyed the rock that was behind Genos due to only the shock wave of his punch, he could only imagine how it would feel to have one of masters punches when that much force was inflicted, and when the master was really trying. Genos barely registered Saitama walking up, to gently peel (Name) off of Genos, picking her up in his arms. "M-Master..." the Cyborg could only stutter after witnessing such a godly act, but was more shocked at how quickly his emotions changed. He was now calm and quiet, but subtly upset in a different way. He was upset that Lady (Name) was hurt. "Come on Genos, let's get out of here. We need to take (Name) somewhere to get her fixed up." Saitama huffed, finding his way to the nearest hospital with (Name) cuddled tightly in his strong arms. Alarmed at the spike of power Saitama had produced in that single punch, the Association was now having second thought on the newcomer (Name). Would her relationship with the bald hero help their cause, or hurt it. For now, they would wait. @thenerdinyourclass