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Chapter 2: A New Proposal

Blizzard headquarters

Fubuki sat on her couch, she was trying to watch a movie, some old drama, but she couldn't get into it. She was still thinking over the words exchanged at Saitama's apartment, acquaintance? She thought to herself. After everything, I paid his bill that time he ran out of a restaurant and even returned the groceries for him, would just an acquaintance to do that?

What irked her even more was that she never had intentions of even anything more than just recruiting the bald hero to her group. Somewhere along the way, through all the small interactions, she hadn't even realized that she cared a bit more for Saitama and his group than she thought. I've never tried to recruit someone else this much. Blizzard mused to herself.

She sat there she absentmindedly, using her powers to levitate some small objects— the tv remote, a glass of wine, her book, her phone, etc.

As she grabbed the glass of wine and took a sip she couldn't help remembering when she first met Saitama….

*flashback*

Saitama's apartment

Fubuki remembers seeing the bald headed hero for the first time, "He looks kinda like an idiot but oh well might as well make our proposal to him."

As they told him about the group he wasn't even listening!

"I don't need a newspaper." Saitama said in a bored fashion.

The next few sentences fell on deaf ears and before she knew it Fubuki's blood was boiling, her guards were closing in, and BAM! They were launched into the sky by the guy who looked half asleep as he did it.

She thought she was strong, she thought she was powerful, but her hellstorm, her psionic abilities, and all her attacks didn't seem to phase the hero.

She thought it was a fight, now looking back, she realizes she was just trying to bully him, you need two people invested in the attacks and defenses to have a fight. Saitama never wanted to hurt her, he wanted her to know she was in the wrong.

The words he said that day reverberated with her as well.

"You won't survive with a group of underlings."

"One day you'll face someone stronger, and they won't be able to help you."

"A hero isn't someone concerned with status or newbie crushing, a hero just does what's right, even if they're all alone."

She couldn't remember his words perfectly, but they stung and the meanings behind them would make a deep imprint in her heart.

He sounded just like her, just like her sister!

Coming out of the memory in anger Fubuki sent the small objects flying around the room and smashed them against the wall.

She seethed for a couple of minutes, mad at the world and everyone stronger than her. Then Eyelashes was knocking in her door.

"Everything ok in there Miss Blizzard?"

"Yes, yes, yes, everything's fine. Go away."

"Er...umm...alright Miss Blizzard, just let me know if you need anything.

Fubuki didn't answer but as she heard the footsteps recede she sighed.

I think it's time for bed.

As she got ready to go to sleep her mind wandered slightly back to her comparisons of Saitama with her sister Tatsumaki. Looking in the mirror she paused while brushing her teeth and her head tilted to the side a bit in thinking.

In her mind she pictured the small smile on the bald headed simpleton, and the stern anger on her small older sister.

They're not really the same.

Saitama is just plain honest, never in an intentional hurtful way.

And Tats is sometimes a bully to others before everything else

The only real similarity is what they both said to me….

Fubuki bit her lip and gave a hard stare in the mirror.

I dunno, maybe they're both right.

She shook her head a little bit and splashed her face with some cold water.

Enough thinking so hard, it's too late for this, I've gotta get some sleep

Three days later

No one had come to see Saitama for three days after his little outburst.

The small amount of guilt he had felt after the event had only increased exponentially Day by Day.

Genos was in a very good mood, it meant that he had all of Saitama to himself, just like the good old days when he first met his sensei.

The blonde cyborg was happily humming as he worked to cook his and Saitama's lunch.

Meanwhile, the bald hero was sitting on his couch. Man, for someone who always says he doesn't feel much anymore, I sure feel guilty right now.

He gave a sarcastic chuckle under his breath, of course now I feel only the bad emotions.

Saitama stared at his phone, going back and forth, back and forth. Should I call them? Nah. Yes. No no no. Dammit all I should.

Then he heard Genos's humming. Aha! I'll ask Genos what he thinks I should do.

"Hey Genos?!"

"Yes Sensei? The cyborg responded from the kitchen.

"You don't think I was too hard on everyone the other night do you?"

"No Sensei, you are always wise, they were at fault for willfully invading your personal space."

"Yeah but I feel pretty guilty over the things I said, maybe I should have been nicer."

"So kind, your the strongest one I know and yet you care for everyone Sensei, truly so kind and thoughtful."

Saitama gave Genos a weird look, "Geez, relax dude, I still wanted to kick them out just maybe in a different way….what do you think should I call and apologize?"

Genos seemed to think for a second as he analyzed the question, "They are all heroes and adults, they can take a little stern talking to, it is no fault of yours if they feel like you need to be the one to make the first move, if they truly care, they will eventually reach out…"

Saitama put his hand to his chin in thought, "Yeah Genos you have a point there…"

"Also Sensei, with them gone for now we can focus entirely on my training as your disciple." Genos finished the sentence with a quick little bow. Saitama's eyes widened at the last part and he froze.

The air was silent and it seemed as if a cricket would chirp. Next moment Saitama had picked up the phone and was dialing King's number.

"Thanks for clearing that decision up for me Genos."

Genos responsed by knitting his eyebrows together in slight annoyance before returning to the kitchen, It was stupid to think I could keep Saitama all to myself, and now my efforts to prolong the situation have backfired. "You're welcome Sensei

Saitama waited as the phone rang,

*click*

"Hello?" King's voice called into the phone.

"Hey King, it's Saitama, I just wanted to call and say I'm sorry for what I said the other day."

"Oh Saitama, thanks for calling it's no big deal, I just figured I'd give you some space for a bit."

Saitama felt so relieved at that, "Thanks, King, I'm sorry I said acquaintance, I wouldn't play video games all the time with someone I didn't consider a friend."

King chuckled on the other end, "Well I think you mean how you lose video games all the time with a friend."

*CLICK*

King could only laugh at having being hung up on.

Back at Saitama's apartment

The nerve of the guy, I don't remind him he isn't strong every five minutes.

Saitama shook his head and went back to his bored deadpan look, "Ok, who's next."

"Ring ring! Ring ring!"

The person on the other line quickly answered the call.

"Hello, this is master Bang."

"Hi Bang, it's Saitama."

"Oh yes, have you calmed down a bit since the other day? I must say, I curiously miss visiting with the other heroes at your place."

"Oh. Ummm," Saitama didn't expect the old guy to be so straight with him, "Uh yeah I'm calling to say sorry about that."

"No worries, I know when you are a young man that tempers can rise hot and fast."

Saitama had a blank look at Bang's words "Haha alright well yeah. Ok then yeah yeah yeah we're good then?"

"Weren't ever bad."

"Ok awesome bye Fang, say sorry to your brother Tom!"

As the phone clicked, Bang laughed and spoke aloud, "I don't think Bomb would accept the apology as Tom."

Once again, back at Saitama's apartment

Saitama breathed a sigh of relief, Ok, one more to go. I hope Fubuki is as understanding as the other guys.

A memory of Saitama being pelted by rocks in a tornado and crushed between boulders sprung to mind

I'm sure it'll be fine. He shrugged.

He started to dial the number but halfway through there was a knock on his door. Saitama got up and started walking, "Coming!" He called to the door before he got there.

Once he opened the door he was surprised to see Fubuki standing there.

As she started to speak Saitama interrupted her.

"Oh hey, I was just about to call you." He said, holding up the phone.

Fubuki paused and looked at the number, it was the first half of her phone number.

"Oh why's that?"

Saitama looked away slightly, " I was calling to apologize for the other day."

Fubuki seemed even more surprised and as she was about to respond Saitama interrupted her again, " So what are you doing here? Here to offer another blizzard group speech?"

The ESPer was shocked and her eyebrows furrowed down in frustration, "No actually I…."

"I don't see Monkey Lake or Moustache."

Fubuki rolled her eyes in annoyance, "It's Mountain Ape, and Eyelashes, and I'm trying to…"

"Your not gonna bribe me again with those hero festival tickets this year, you know I'm not big into hero worshi…"

A hand was suddenly clamped over the bored, talkative, hero.

"I'm trying to say that I came over here to apologize as well! You big mouthed idiot!"

Fubuki took her hand back and Saitama thought for a second before answering, "Ok then we're good, I apologized to you and you did to me, all good," the hero then started to close the door.

"Wait!"

Saitama paused on the door, "Oh, was there something else?"

"You didn't even hear my apology, I thought on it for awhile last night."

Saitama's eyes widened a bit, Shit, she's been working on an apology for a day, I just decided on this like ten minutes ago.

Fubuki had her hands on her hips as she looked at the awkward bald hero, "Well don't you want to hear my heartfelt apology?!" She said in a haughty and hostile way?

Saitama could only think, She doesn't sound heartfelt.

He figured he better not make her mad though, "No, no I'd love to hear it." He said with a deadpan expression.

"Good!" Fubuki states as she took a moment to compose her thoughts, she then looked straight at Saitama, " I'm very sorry for the intrusion, the blizzard group will no longer try to recruit you to our ranks," she paused, looking like she was debating the rest, "and…I'm sorry that I personally intruded on your time and space. It won't happen again, I'm sorry you think of me as just an...Well...an acquaintance." Fubuki mumbled the last few words as she wrapped up and turned her face away from Saitama in embarrassment, she couldn't remember the last time she apologized to someone.

Saitama paused, thinking of what to do, aw dang it, I knew she didn't like that acquaintance comment. Saitama scratched his head to stall and collect his thoughts.

Fubuki waited a few moments and when it seemed like no response was coming she started to turn away to leave, a small tap on her arm stopped her though and she jumped in surprise as she looked back to the bald hero. He had a small smile, even though he did have his trademarked bored look on his face his eyes and smile seemed genuine.

"It's alright," Saitama said, "I'm sorry too, when your not hounding me about your group or status, I do think you could be my friend."

Fubuki gave him a small smile. "Ok then how about this, I promise not to give my sales pitch to you anymore, and you promise that I'm your friend." The ESPer held out her hand.

The normally stoic hero gladly reached out and shook her hand, "Now that's a hell of a proposal, Miss Blizzard of Hell!"

Fubuki laughed a little at the deal but was glad she made it nonetheless.

"Well, I better get going."

"Wait, Genos is almost done cooking lunch, are you hungry?"

In her anticipation of her apology today Fubuki had skipped breakfast and she had to admit she was hungry.

"Are you sure?" She questioned. "I don't want to intrude after last time."

"Yeah come on, it's the first time I'm inviting you into my apartment so just come in." Saitama said and turned around to go back inside, not even waiting for Fubuki's response.

Fubuki paused, That's right, I've never actually been invited inside here, I've always just walked in.

The ESPer gave a small smile and walked inside, finally feeling like she might actually be a part of this strange, bald man's group.

Chapter 2 done in two days, yeah!

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