~Chapter 2~


Three knocks.

No answer.

Saitama waited for a few moments, his hand still hovering on Earth's Strongest Human's door and his expression turning gradually more confused by the second as no-one seemed to answer his knocking.

'Is he.. out?' The bald man wondered to himself, the mere thought alone causing him to frown and shake his head. 'No way, right?'

"Oi, King! It's me! Open up!" He called at the still closed door.

A few more moments of silence have passed, making his patience quickly fade away.

"Alright, I'm breaking down the door." He called, smiling wide and crossing his arms.

A sudden click of a lock caught his attention, followed by the door slightly opening, revealing an extremely pale face showing on the other side of it, making Saitama's eyes widen.

"Woah, you look like crap." He said, raising an eyebrow at him.

But king only stared at the bald man before him for a few moments in silence.

"Go away, Saitama. I'm not home today!" He almost whispered, his expression showing hints of genuine terror and his eyes screaming for help.

The bald man lifted his hands and placed them on his waist.

"What the hell are you talking about?" He asked, still incredibly confused by what was going on, "Just let me in already."

"Shh! Not so loud!" He raised a trembling finger to his lips as the door creaked open just a bit more, allowing him to look all around, his eyes frantically scanning the entire area before him, yet his expression somehow remaining as unreadable as ever.

Saitama turned back to look behind him as well, his brows furrowing in confusion at the still completely empty space. He shifted his gaze back to his suspiciously-acting friend.

"Uh, mind telling me what's going on?" He asked, a slight hint of irritation showing on his face.

King only stared at his friend for the longest time, never breaking his eye contact as neither of them said anything.

Then, he swallowed hard.

"She's.. Coming today.." He said with a low voice, hints of tears forming in his eyes.

Saitama processed the new information for a moment.

"Who's 'She'?" He asked, lowering himself closer to the trembling hunched man before him to somehow receive a better explanation out of him.

"She's.. My sister-" The end of his sentence was cut by a whimper as his eyes trailed off to something behind the bald man, then widened in horror.

"Huh?" Saitama said, turning around, once again.

This time, a person was standing behind him.

It was a relatively short woman with an average build, and shoulder length, well kept, wavy blonde hair, wearing sunglasses and somewhat of a sportish yet elegant outfit consisting of a pair of black jeans, a purple and blue flannel shirt with its sleeves folded up to her arms, combined with black sneakers.

She lifted her sunglasses to rest on top of her head, then simply crossed her arms in silence, revealing an average looking face, and an unreadable expression.

"Oh shit." King muttered under his breath as his face turned even paler.

Saitama blinked.

"Is that your sister?" He asked, turning back to his shaking friend while pointing at the woman in question.

"Yes, I am." The woman suddenly answered with a firm voice, stepping forward and passing the bald man on her way to the door.

Saitama only watched as his friend backed away, allowing her to push the door open and enter the apartment.

'This should be interesting.' He thought to himself.

He followed her and stepped in as well, not forgetting to close the door behind him.

"Look, sis, I know it has been a while.." King tried explaining, only for the woman to ignore his words completely as she moved around the apartment, examining it carefully, her hands still crossed and her expression still as unreadable as ever. She continued her exploring as she moved to the kitchen, opening the fridge and peering inside it, then closing it without saying a word.

Saitama simply watched her as she stepped back to the center of the room, her silence getting impossibly heavy as she fixed her eyes on her brother who was standing in his place, still as pale as a hospital bed, his mouth firm and only his blue eyes screaming for help.

Suddenly, he snapped.

"I'm sorry, sis!" He called, flopping down into a sitting position, his arms raised in a begging gesture, "Don't tell mom and dad! Please!"

The woman simply stared down at him for a few moments in silence, then let out a deep sigh.

"Oh, get up you big baby, I'm not gonna tell them anything." She said, raising an eyebrow down at his direction.

King wiped away the tears forming in his eyes, his expression showing hints of surprise.

"Y-you're not?" He asked, confused.

The woman lifted a nearby laundry basket and began filling it up with whatever clothes that were thrown on the floor, the couch and the kitchen counter, keeping silent for a few more moments as she efficiently started cleaning up the place.

"No. Now get off your ass and help me clean this mess up." She said, raising her hands and placing them on her waist, an unexpected smile showing on her face.

King processed her words for a few more moments, then quickly rose to his feet.

"Yes, ma'am!" He answered obediently, following in her example and quickly beginning to collect all of the junk laying on the floor into a big plastic bag.

Suddenly feeling incredibly out of place, Saitama scratched his bald head.

"So who're you?" The woman suddenly asked him, fixing her gaze on him as she managed to fill the basket in her hands completely, then put it down next to her feet.

"Ah, my name is Saitama. I'm.. King's acquaintance." He answered her, rubbing the back of his neck.

The woman simply stared at him for a few moments in silence.

"I didn't know this guy had any friends, that's good to know." She said, shifting her gaze to her brother, who was still busy with throwing away his impressive collection of empty take-out noodle boxes.

She then turned her gaze back to Saitama.

"My name is Kami, I'm King's younger sister." She said.

The bald man processed the new information for a few moments.

"Nice to meet you." He said, looking all around him, "Uh, can I help you guys with anything?"

Kami eyed the dirty floor all around her, noticing the terribly messy TV area.

"Yeah, you could start arranging his games on the shelf where they belong, if you want." She answered him, lifting the completely full basket of dirty clothes to her chest, "I'm gonna go put these in the washing machine."

The bald man nodded and stepped to sit down next to his friend, collecting the various games scattered all around the floor.

"Wow, king, you're so terrorized by your younger sister, that's pretty funny." He joked, an amused smirk appearing on his.

King swallowed hard, then turned around to meet the bald man's eyes with a swift movement.

"You have absolutely no idea what she's capable of!" He whispered him, the color in his face back to normal but his eyes still showing pure terror, "She may seem small and weak, but let me tell you Saitama, you do not wanna get on her bad side!"

The bald man stared at his friend for a few moments.

'Sounds so exaggerated.' He thought to himself.

"Come to think of it, you've never mentioned you had a sister before.." He suddenly realized.

Running out of place in his plastic bag, king closed it shut and rose to his feet to get a new, empty one.

"We live in different cities." He started, sitting himself down once again, "She comes to check up on me every month."

Saitama turned confused at his words.

"Why?" He asked, watching his friend closely.

"Because mom and dad asked me to." Kami's voice suddenly called from behind him, surprising them both.

She stepped closer in their direction, then dropped to her knees behind King, her hands resting on his wide shoulders as a smug smile spread on her face.

"All this guy has to do in order to keep me from coming for good, is prove to me that he has everything going fine for him, yet every time I visit him, there's barely any food in the fridge, he still has no job, and the apartment's a mess!" She explained, turning to Saitama, "So I keep coming back."

The bald man nodded.

"Well, she's right about that, King." He turned his gaze to his friend, who was quietly collecting the never-ending garbage on the floor.

"It's good that you care, Saitama." She said, rising back to her feet and grabbing a forgotten duster thrown on the floor, "But this guy is pretty difficult to crack!" She then proceeded to dust the large bookshelf near the entrance of the apartment.

The bald man shifted his gaze back to his friend.

"Oi, she doesn't seem that bad." He whispered, finishing his part and arranging all the games and controllers neatly where they belonged.

"Keep at it, boys! We're going shopping for groceries next." She suddenly called at their direction.

King turned to Saitama, his eyes emitting pure misery.

"This is only the start.." He whispered.


A/N: I was hit by a sudden idea and inspiration for a new OC; King's bossy younger sister! Haha. xD

She's gonna probably stay for a few more chapters, but not for the entire story. Shenanigans will ensue!

ApexUtopia - I always hoped for a side story of these two together, actually. Maybe one day, let's hope! ^^

EddingFan - Thank you! King is one of my favorite characters ever. He's such a huge, frantic marshmallow.