Hanamura was somewhat of a mix of one of the outlying Kanto region cities and one of the popular shopping districts in Tokyo. Y/N couldn't really feel at home or somewhere new, mostly because she had only been living in Japan for two years. She had come there after learning of a mysterious vigilante that was protecting parts of Japan and had origins in Hanamura.

Y/N had come to notice the city was filled more with elders than with younger people. So there was a larger amount of negative reactions found; if at all any person was okay with an interview. However, she had to work with what she could get.

"Who do you think the vigilante is?" She asked around.

"I saw him only a few nights ago, running about on the rooftops. He's become too noisy." one old man had said.

"I don't feel safe with him around. My children like playing outside, what if he takes 'em?" a mother responded.

"What makes him unsafe? Well, we don't know who he is. It looks like he's someone trying to copy the Overwatch heroes. Those fakes aren't needed anymore." a college dropout insisted.

Y/N sighed, finding that most of the quotes seemed to only be heavy opinions instead of hard evidence. She walked to her hotel that night after another disappointing interview that was supposedly an "eye witness" account. The streets were empty and quiet, which made Y/N a little nervous. She quickened her pace, the sound of her heels surrounding the quiet and eerie neighborhood. She began to take her phone out when she noticed a figure ahead of her. She slowed down, looked around and changed her direction. She dialed her friend, already aware of the figure behind her. Her hands shook as she brought the phone to her ear.

"Hey sweetheart." the figure spoke out. She quickened her pace.

"Hey babe, I'm talking to you!" a hand grabbed her shoulder. Spinning her to face the man. He reeked of alcohol.

"I'm sorry, but I'm on the phone with a friend. Whatever it is I'm not interested." Y/N said in a fast but nervous tone.

"Oh come on hun, I'm not asking for much, just a li'l company," he said, his words slurred. The call went to voicemail. Her friend was obviously already asleep. She was a heavy sleeper, so there was no way she was gonna pick up.

"Oh, no. I'm not interested," she continued nervously.

"Come on babe," he grabbed her elbows, "I'll even pay you for it."

"Please let go," Y/N said, struggling to get out of the grip. Y/N started hearing laughter from the shadows.

"Come on old man, that's not how you pick up chicks." one of the figures said as they grabbed hold of her too.

"Please don't touch me," she said, trying to be firm. A few other figures appeared from the shadows. Y/N struggled to keep them away; thrashing around.

"Stop let go of me!-" she yelled out, "Help!" she cried out again and again. It was when they had her pinned to the ground that she gave in. Her mind going blank as they continued to touch her… until she heard one of the figures pulled away. Her heart skipped a beat.

"Hey what the hell-" one of them was cut off, dragged somewhere else. Y/N began to relax a little as the figures left to investigate what had happened to one of their friends.

"Show yourself ya bastard!" one of them yelled out. Y/N lifted herself up on her elbows.

"Oi! One of you's better turn on your light!" no one responded, only the sound of men being dragged away.

"Oi! Where Y'all going, ya cowards!" From what Y/N could hear, there seemed to be around three or so left. A muffled cry was heard as one of them was carried off into the night sky. Y/N then took the opportunity to crawl away. The last one was taken out, and Y/N quickened her pace. She was ready to stand and make a run for it but was stopped as her savior landed in front of her. She let out a loud scream and felt herself start to cry.

"Please, please don't hurt me!" she said in a rush. She continued to crawl away, looking up at the strange vigilante that was staring back at her.

"I promise not to tell anyone. If it's because of the article, I'll cancel it. I promise!" A green glow lit the man. She realized he was probably omnic. He tilted his head, in what she could only think could be curiosity.

"What is it you want from me?" she asked, in a much calmer voice than before. The omnic got on one knee to her level. Her tear streaked face reflecting the green light. However fast her heart was going didn't seem to matter as she somehow felt calm in his presence. He leaned in closer.

"I don't ask much from you, only this-" he paused, standing up and lending his hand to her. Friendship? -she thought. Y/N gasped, taking out her notebook- "Oh my gosh, you have to let me get an interview!" she looked up to see he was gone. Her hands dropped to her side. Her heart still fluttering.

Y/N had become one of the co-editors. The story of the vigilante was dropped. Y/N ended up feeling that he didn't deserve a story that was only speculating witnesses and not real encounters. Y/N was heading out to lunch with her boyfriend, though it didn't feel like it was something of a date. She already knew that the relationship was going downhill. This was just the part where they were taking the relationship to the back of the barn, a shotgun hidden behind them. She arrived at the family restaurant, sighing before plastering on a smile.

"Dave," she said approaching the table. He made a face before retreating to a mask as well. Like Y/N, he wasn't from around here. He was brought along to teach English in high school.

"Y/n," he said as if addressing a co-worker. Y/N had been getting used to it. She sat across from him and picked up the menu. Dave already had a half eaten plate in front of him.

"You already started eating without me?" She asked annoyed.

"Couldn't have been helped… I was hungry," he responded defensively. Y/N sighed, dropping the menu and pushing it aside.

"Fine, I'll just eat later." She said, almost mumbling. Dave stopped eating for a second, his expression in frustration.

"Y/N," he began, "who are we kidding?"

"That's what I'd like to know too," she stated, leaving Dave speechless. He pushed his plate aside.

"Then we should just end it… I mean, it's not like you were ever interested in the first place." he flagged a waiter, "you just wanted someone that could speak English." The waiter came and handed the check and Dave prayed.

"You can stay and eat if you want," he said before leaving. Y/N clapped her hands together and leaned her forehead in. She ate ramen from a shop nearby.

It was late at night when she and her co-workers were leaving the bar. They had all celebrated the completion of the day's quota.

"Hey, Y/N!- come join us for some karaoke!" one of them shouted, followed by loud shushing and giggling.

"Shimada, you're being too loud." one of them said giggling. Y/N turned, as she was headed towards the adjacent direction.

"No no- I shouldn't. Unlike you lazy punks, I take my work very very seriously," she said, her words slurred. She waved one last time while they booed her.

Walking alone at night reminded Y/N of the night from three years ago. The story was still sitting in her computer, untouched since that time. Y/N started to feel herself tumbling and spread her arms out to keep her balance. She shook her head a little, wondering where all the taxis were at. As Y/N continued, she passed by a couple of thugs standing around outside the convenience store. She decided to enter to buy a water and call a friend.

"Hey Mao Li," she said after the phone was picked up, "sorry for calling so late. She paid for her water and tried to stay calm as she walked out.

"It's fine, I was still up." her friend answered.

"Why are you still up?" she giggled nervously.

"I don't have work tomorrow," she sang, "but why do you sound so nervous?" she asked. Y/N kept calm as she passed another group of thugs.

"What? No, I'm not… well," she scanned the road ahead, "who wouldn't be while walking alone at night." she whispered the last bit.

"Since when do you get- Oh," her friend said humming, "Is this because of what happened three years ago?"

"What? Of course not. That happened ages ago!" she responded with a little bit of confidence.

"Come on, you remember how the case for that went down. The police couldn't find this mysterious vigilante you've become so fond of." Y/N sighed, sobering up at the memory of what she had to go through with the police.

"I haven't become fond of him, he was just... interesting…" she answered a little defensively. Her friend hummed.

"And so, you're break up with Dave had nothing to do with him?" Her friend asked; Y/N gulped and a minute of silence passed.

"I'm hanging up. Be safe walking alone." her friend said. Y/N sighed, turning her phone off. She took deep breaths, trying to keep her heart from beating too fast. Especially so when she passed a suspicious group of people.

"Hey baby!" one of them called out. Y/N rolled her eyes and continued to walk.

"Yo, I'm talking to you!" he said forcefully. Y/N pressed her lips together, holding in a scream.

"Ok, ok.-" she said in a small voice, "I'm sorry. I was just distracted." she continued trying to calm the situation.

"So what was it that you needed from me?" she asked, acting kindly. The men chuckled and got closer.

"I got a friend who could use some pretty bitches like you." the same man- and what Y/N believed to be the leader of the group- said.

"I already have a job." she responded in a nervous tone.

"When we done with you, you won't have any other choice." the man said, approaching her with a grin.

Soon, they heard the sound of something flying by, landing in front Y/N's feet, and another to the shoulder of the man in front of her. Everyone screamed in a panic, backing away from the guy with what could now be seen as a shuriken. Y/N pressed her hands to her mouth, holding in a scream. She backed up like the rest, only able to watch as the rest were also picked off, with shurikens flying about, light footsteps were also heard as the thugs were lifted into the night sky or off into the dark alleyways. It was then that she caught a glimpse of her savior. A figure she recognized too well from three years ago. However, not only that, she recognized him as one of the heroes that were making a comeback recently. From what she could remember in the articles, his name was Genji. Her heart began to beat faster, not from fear, but from something else. She understood it too well and felt like such a schoolgirl for thinking the way she was right then and there. Just as Genji was finishing up the last guy, a few police sirens were heard approaching the street that they stood on. Y/N got closer to Genji, staring towards the direction of the police. Before Genji could run off towards a different direction, Y/N grabbed hold of his arm and led him away.

The two arrived at her apartment where she let him in.

"Sorry, that was a little rash…" she apologized while dropping her coat and purse, "but I really wanted to talk to you again." He stood awkwardly at the doorway as Y/N walked over to her living room.

She sat on the sofa and patted for him to sit next to her. Genji looked around, made a motion that looked like he was sighing, and took the seat.

"I don't know if you remember me," she began, "but about three years ago, you saved me from these other thugs." He sat down almost taking up all the weight on the small couch.

"You're the reporter," he stated, she nodded, "but I never saw the story you spoke of published." She exhaled and got up, leaving the room. She came back with a laptop and a notebook.

"This is where the story is," she said while handing him the notebook. On the notebook, she opened up a document titled "Mysterious Ninja vigilante in Hanamura." She sat on the floor, leaving the rest of her documents on the coffee table.

"As you can see, I only had all these weird rumors and speculated 'witnesses'," she turned to him, "so when I saw you save me with my own eyes, I felt like you should be given more credit than that." He stared at the table of documents and reached out for one with an eyewitness testament.

"I am not worthy of your praises.-" he said giving out a short chuckle, "-The man I used to be is a shameful memory that haunts me; despite what everyone else says." Y/N grabbed hold of his hand as he dropped it down.

"But you're a hero now right? I heard that you're in that new Overwatch team.-" she said, but he still didn't look convinced, "and you've saved so many people. You've saved me- twice, for that matter- surely that must count for something." She began to grip his hand tighter, hoping for a positive reaction. He only turned, giving a nod and a firm thank you. Y/N nodded and smiled. Genji's hand let go to reach for another document, she felt her heart ache. She looked over to him who was still reading her material. So engulfed in it. Her heart started to beat fast again.

"Wow, you are a magnificent writer," he commented, looking over to her. Y/N was lost in thought but began to blush as a reaction to his comment, not to mention his mysterious gaze. She covered her face with her hand, hating herself for acting like such a schoolgirl.

"Thank you, that means a lot." she could only say. He looked at her some more, noticing her strange behavior.

"Are you alright?" he asked, putting his hand on her forehead. Her heart was beating out of her chest.

"No. I'm not." she said, only putting Genji into panic mode.

"Come, I will take you to your room." he was preparing to lift her when she suddenly stopped him. Y/N put a hand to his cheek, or at least to where his cheek would be and stared for a moment.

"I want to ask you for something," she began, he nodded, "I want you to make love to me." She said it with no hesitation or shyness; she wanted him to believe her. When it began to look like he was going to reject her, she began to convince him.

"It could be a one-night stand. We could even blame it on the rush from earlier, plus I'm still a little buzzed, but," she pulled his hand to her chest, "please, I at least want something to remember you by." Y/N hated the fact that he wore a mask. This way, she was unable to read his expressions.

"Please," she asked, kissing the hand she still held onto. He leaned in closer, putting his hand on her back and pulling her in.

"I won't hold back," he stated firmly. She nodded and smiled. He picked her up and took her to the room.

Genji laid Y/N down softly. Y/N expected to feel soft warm hands, from experiences before but was quickly reminded of his cool metallic touch as he ran his fingers down her neck, cupping her shoulder. He was still sitting up at the edge of the bed leaning over her. He removed his mask slowly, revealing his damaged beauty. Y/N could only stare at his scarred face. She began to run fingers over the scars.

"Are you scared?" he asked. Y/N laughed a little before answering, "I'm no virgin," she cupped his cheek, "I'm not scared." She rubbed the metal around his cheek as if he could feel her soft touch.

"That's not what I mean," he said firmly. He moved his hand that was on her left shoulder and used it to support himself. She gave him a kiss, pulling him by the neck to be closer.

"If I was afraid, I wouldn't have believed in you after you saved me." She said, pulling his face to hers again. The two kissed, Genji rubbing her tongue with his. Pushing it back into her throat. Then moved to be more on top of her.

As the two continued to wrestle their tongues, Y/N put her arms around his back, pulling him closer. Feeling his cool metallic torso through her blouse. Genji started to move his hand down her body to her hips. He first rubbed before pulling out her blouse from her pantsuit. They released from their kissing, biting her lip. Now instead nipping her neck. As his hand opened her shirt and groped her left tit. Y/N cried out at the cold touch, however, this still only made her nipples more erect. Genji soon stopped leaving love bites on her neck and sat up on his knees. Grabbing her legs, he peeled off her pantsuit and panties. He began to stare at her beautiful body. Y/N was moist, though not really soaked.

"Stop staring," Y/N covered her face, "it's embarrassing." Genji curled his lips and dove in to suck on her clit.

"Genji!" she yelped out in surprise. She moved her hands to the top of his head. She didn't know what she wanted to do. She certainly didn't want to him to stop sucking on her, but she still wanted to look at him. She let him continue as he entered his tongue in and out. He continued until all of her own juices came dripping out. Continuing this with a grope and pinching of her nipples and breast. She pushed his head inwards with her hands and came quickly, letting out a scream of pleasure.

Genji moved his face upwards to meet hers.

"Don't kiss me after sucking-" her sentence was interrupted as he pressed his lips to hers. He made sure to open her mouth with his. His tongue entering and doing as before. Y/N's eyes were wide open, tasting what she believed to be herself. However, this was only a distraction as Genji ran his hand down from her breast and stomach and stuck two fingers into her pussy. The cool metallic surprised Y/N as she started to cry out in muffled moans. She gripped the back of Genji's shoulders.

"This really isn't your first time," he said, sticking a third finger in, "it's barely getting tight with this third finger," he smirked. Y/N cried. She decided to tease him too. She moved her knee up to his crotch and began to rub. Genji stopped abruptly but continued again. He spread his fingers making sure there was enough room in Y/N's pussy. He moved his free hand to Y/N's tit and began to suck the other. With all this pleasure, Y/N slowed down the rubbing.

"You're preparing me for your dick but you're not putting it in," she said, barely able to keep the moans of pleasure down. Genji smirked again and sat up. Genji removed the armor on his chest and shoulder, ripping off the skin tight spandex that hugged his body; revealing scarred human flesh. Y/N watched as Genji slipped on a condom. His dick was already up, and for a moment, Y/N caught herself thinking if it was gonna fit. Genji lifted her by her thighs, opening her up. He leaned in and penetrated her insides. She cried out in pain and pleasure.

"Genji!" she yelled out, reaching for his neck. Genji helped her hands reach him, pulling her up with his incredible strength.

"Y/N!-" he grunted as he leaned inwards some more, "it's so tight inside you!" The two began to squirm around, leaning in closer to her. Y/N felt his dick wasn't like the rest of him. It was pure human flesh, so hot and pulsing inside.

"Genji, start moving, " she said in a loving voice full of pleasure. He did as told, and began to move in and out. Slow at first, he gradually began to take a faster beat as he soon found Y/N's g-spot. She moaned out each time he hit it with his dick.

"You- Genji!-" she cried out in pleasure, "If you keep- keep hitting" she could barely speak as she was moaning heavily, "you're gonna make me cum!" She moaned and panted. Genji continued at his pace, moving his hips around and stirring up her insides. The room was filled with the sound of the bed creaking and their moans.

"Y/N!- I can't hold back!" he started to move faster, "I'm going to - cum!" Genji began to shiver as his cum began to fill the condom and expanded inside Y/N. Feeling that large bulge inside her was what caused her climax.

"Genji." She said as Genji fell to his elbows, pushing himself to her right side. They turned to one another and kissed again, their tongues turning around each other.

Genji was sitting up, his back to the board. Y/N laid her head on the bottom of his torso, hugging his stomach. Running her fingers over a few of his scars.

"Is this not uncomfortable for you?" he asked, looking down. His mask was still on the nightstand.

"It feels nice," she exhaled answering; rubbing her cheek on his cool metal. Genji's hand rested on her shoulder, using his thumb to caress it.

"I think I love you," she said, snuggling closer to his chest. The room went quiet.

The two fell asleep as three in the morning approached.

Y/N awoke to the loud birds outside. She stirred, trying to reach for Genji, out of old habit with her previous boyfriends. Not feeling him there, her eyes snapped open. She sat up and onto her knees to look around the room. She covered herself with the bed sheet as she saw the window wide open. She walked over and looked onto the street. Down below she only saw people walking around, but no sign of a metallic ninja. She closed the window and collapsed onto the floor. It was there where she saw a single feather. She grabbed it gracefully and twirled it in her fingers. She held it to her chest and looked out the window once more.

"Surely, this can't be the last time I see you again." Y/N said, smiling to herself.