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Chapter 3: First a Caped Weirdo, Now a Cyborg. What Next?

~Mitsuki's P.O.V~

"Hey...hey, can you let go of my arm now?"

A deep voice reached my ears, waking me up. Groaning and rubbing my eyes, I opened them to see Saitama frowning at me. I blinked a couple of times and swallowed.

"W-what?"

"I said can you let go of my arm now." Saitama repeated, his frown deepening. I felt something shift between my breasts and glanced down to find his arm wedged in between them, my right arm wrapped around it. My eyes widened and my face turned scarlet.

"Aah!" I flung his arm away from me and flailed, getting tangled up in the blanket. Saitama rolled his eyes and got up, heading for the closet. He grabbed a changed of clothes then made his way to the bathroom, leaving me alone to untangle myself from the heap. 'Well...that was embarrassing. I can't believe I did that.' I hid my face in my hands and let out a long groan, remembering how his muscles felt under my arm. 'For such a dork, he sure is buff. I wonder what the rest of him feels like...NO! Remember that he's the jerk who destroyed your home, Mitsuki!'

Slapping myself on the cheeks to get rid of the thoughts, I began to pull and kick at the blanket. Once I got untangled, I folded up the blanket and futon, putting them away in the corner near the bookcase. Saitama stepped out of the bathroom with his pajamas in hand.

"Ah, thanks for putting the futon away." He said, staring blankly at me. I nodded, taking his clothes from him and folding them before handing them back. He put them away and turned on the T.V to the news.

"Reports from neighboring cities and within City Z have stated that animals are dying at a rapid rate from a swarm of mosquitoes. We urge all residents to stay indoors and seal all openings of your residence until the swarm is dealt with. I repeat, we urge all residents to stay indoors and seal all openings until the swarm has been dealt with." A man with graying hair and glasses stared into the camera, a grim expression on his face. They went on to introduce an expert and resumed talking about the epidemic.

"Aw. I wanted to go shopping today." I complained. Suppressing a yawn, I stretched before standing up, brushing my hair out of my face. 'Guess I'll have to go another day without showering. Ugh. But I feel so gross!' I pouted, feeling how greasy my hair was. Shrugging, I headed over to the hallway and dug through my bag, pulling out a bright blue dress that fell to my knees. I walked into the bathroom, locking the door behind me and stripped off the large pj's.

I grabbed a small washcloth from the towel rack, wet it a bit with soap and water and wiped my body down as much as possible. 'If I can't take a full on bath, I can at least wipe myself down so I won't stink.' After washing and drying myself off, I brushed my teeth and hair, putting it into a bun and got dressed. Walking out with my pj's folded in my arms, I noticed Saitama in the kitchen filling up a small watering can in the shape of an elephant. He was in his own little world, staring at the elephant but at the same time not staring at it.

"Saitama-san?" I questioned, coming up behind him. Breaking out of his trance, he turned to look at me over his shoulder with an eyebrow raised. "You okay?" I watched him with concern as he nodded, turning back around and shutting the water off. I followed him out of the kitchen, placing my pj's on top of the blanket as he walked over to the sliding door. "You know we're supposed to stay inside, right?"

He didn't answer, slipping on a pair of sandals and stepping outside. I stuck my head out and watched Saitama watering a small potted cactus. 'Oh, how cute!' I grinned as Saitama stood over it. Right when I was about to ask what he wanted for breakfast, a mosquito buzzed over and landed on his hand. I let out a shriek and hid behind the sliding door.

"I hate bugs! Oh, my god, I hate bugs! Kill it, Saitama-san, kill it!" I wailed, stomping my feet. Saitama immediately smashed it and lifted his hand. Instead of being squished flat, the mosquito buzzed away. He then tried to grab it but it passed through his fist. Next he tried to smash it in between both hands but once again, it didn't die.

"Saitama-san, quit playing around and kill it, please!" I grabbed the sliding door curtain and held it close to me for protection from the flying, blood sucking demon. The mosquito then landed on Saitama's head causing him to slap himself hard, the sound echoing throughout the balcony and into the house. A few seconds later, the demon mosquito flew away from his bald head. Saitama stood up to his full height and glowered at the bug.

I watched with wide eyes as he chased after the mosquito in rapid movements, unable to keep up with how fast he was moving. 'What the hell? What kind of man is he that he can move like that?' The sound of his hands clapping together resonated in various places on the balcony as he flitted about. With one final loud clap, Saitama stopped, panting. Letting go of the curtain, I made my way back over to the door.

"Did you get it?" I asked, looking around for the insect from hell. Saitama and I spotted it at the same time buzzing away from the balcony and into the city. Saitama grounded his teeth and glared at it as it flew away. He then rushed past me towards the front door, not even pausing to take his sandals off. "Wait, where are you going?!" I yelled after him.

"Get back here, you little shit!" Saitama yelled as he ran out the door, jumping over the railing and speeding down the street after the mosquito. I gawked, mouth open as I watched my roommate disappear, leaving a trail of dust behind him. I blinked and rubbed my eyes roughly to make sure I wasn't hallucinating.

'What the fuck did I just get myself into...?'

(CUT!)

After closing both doors, I made breakfast, wrapping the leftovers for Saitama and putting it in the fridge. Sighing, I look around the apartment. 'Might as well clean while I wait.' Turning on the faucet, I start washing the dishes. Once I finished with them, I went searching for a broom and dust pan, starting with the pantry. 'Where is it? Shouldn't it be somewhere in the pantry or something?! Why is everything so disorganized in here?!'

The pantry was a giant freaking mess. Food had just been stuffed into the small cubby without care, some teetering precariously on the edge of the shelves ready to fall at any moment. I grimaced at the mess before me, knowing damn well that if I wanted to find the broom that I would have to organize this disaster. I reached forward to grab a jar in front of me, my elbow accidentally hitting a stack of cans. This started a chain reaction as the cans then fell into another stack of cans, making it topple over.

I looked up as the cans started to fall. 'Fuck...' I covered my face, the cans hitting the ground beside me. Once it stopped, I lowered my arms and sighed in relief. 'Thank god I didn't get hi-'

"OW!" A sharp pain came from the top of my head as one of the cans collided with it. I crouched down, holding my head with tears in my eyes. "Ow ow ow ow! Shit, that's gonna leave a bruise." Rubbing the sore spot, I look around me at the fallen cans with hate. 'Stupid cans of spam! Stupid Saitama for not organizing his pantry better!' Cursing him in my mind, I got down on my knees and proceeded to pick them up. Shoving them back into the pantry, I slammed the door and stomped away from the kitchen.

The front door clicked open behind me and I turned to greet a butt naked Saitama. My greeting gets caught in my throat and I whip my head back around, hiding my blush.

"WHY ARE YOU NAKED?!" I screeched at him, covering my eyes. Blood was threatening to burst out of my nose when the image of his muscular body floated up into my brain. 'Oh, my god. His body is amazing. He's...he's sexy. God.' I groaned internally, pressing my hands into my eyes to try to get rid of the image before I had a nose bleed all over myself.

"Huh? Oh. I got into a fight with a mosquito girl and this cyborg dude." Saitama explained the entire fight as he walked around me, getting clothes out of his closet. A shiver went through me at the thought of a mosquito girl. One mosquito is bad enough but entire person? Bleh! But the mention of a cyborg piqued my interest.

"Cyborg dude?" I asked, still covering my eyes as the sounds of Saitama getting dressed reached my ears.

"Yeah, he incinerated this swarm of mosquitoes and ended up burning off my clothes. You can uncover your eyes now. I'm dressed." Saitama replied. I cautiously looked at him through my fingers to check if he really was dressed before removing my hands. "He begged me to make him my disciple." He huffed as he took out one of his manga volumes and sat down at the small table.

I chuckled, "Really? How adorable." Saitama glared at me, making me chuckle more.

"It's not funny." He pouted, glaring daggers at me. Shrugging, I smirked at him.

"It's kinda funny."

Saitama turned away from me and focused on his manga. I sauntered over to him and looked over his shoulder, still smirking.

"Hey, I made leftovers for you since I'm such an amazing roommate. I put them in the fridge. It's an egg omelet with sauteed veggies. You're welcome." Patting his bald head, I walked away and sat down on the other side of him, turning on the T.V and resting my arms on the table with my back facing him. Since I wasn't looking at him, I missed him blushing.

"Ne, Mitchan." Saitama called from behind me. I blinked and leaned my head back to look at him, a confused look on my face.

"Mitchan?" I inquired, raising an eyebrow. 'Did he just give me a nickname? We haven't even known each other that long.'

Saitama nodded, not bothering to look up from his manga, "Yeah, it's easier than saying your full name constantly so: Mitchan." I deadpanned. 'So you only gave me a nickname cause you were lazy...wow. Oh, well. It's cute at least.'

"Okay...What do you want?" I lift my head up and turn around to face my roommate fully.

"Can you warm up the food you made me?" Saitama asked, turning a page in his manga, still not looking up. There was a long pause between us, the sound of the T.V the only noise in the room. Saitama finally glanced up and noticed me staring at him expectantly. "Oh...please?" I smiled in return and stood up, heading for the kitchen.

"By the way," I called from the window, "I'm gonna need to borrow your key tomorrow. I want to go shopping for some essentials. Oh, and I need a house key, too. Whenever you can get a copy."

"Yeah, yeah." Saitama waved me off, returning to his manga. Rolling my eyes, I turned on the stove and took out his leftovers from the fridge, placing them on a pan. Letting the food warm up on both sides for a few minutes, I grab a plate and a pair of chopsticks. After the food was warmed up enough, I transferred it to the plate, turned the stove off and carried it over to Saitama.

"Here, Saitama-san. Be careful, it's hot." As I set the plate down, a thought flashed across my mind. 'I feel like a fucking waitress. All I need is the damn uniform. The only difference is I'm not getting PAID!' I sulked as I walked away, once again sitting in front of the T.V.

"Mitchan..." Saitama called from behind me. I groaned under my breath and glanced at him over my right shoulder, annoyed.

"Yeah...?"

'I'm gonna regret this deal, aren't I?'

"Can I have some tea...please?" He asked, cutting into the omelet with his chopsticks without taking his eyes off his manga. Whining, I stood back up and dragged myself back to the kitchen, complaining the entire way there and back. The rest of the day was spent cleaning and watching T.V with Saitama in intervals.

~A Week Later~

The week had passed by without too much incident and I was starting to learn that that was saying much when living with Saitama. This man was a complete bum. Majority of my days were spent trailing after the bald man picking up food wrappers, discarded clothes or stacks of manga books that I had tripped over while he watched T.V and scratched his butt or worse: picked his nose! So gross! What made it even more disgusting was that he would do after scratching his butt then proceed to touch the remote!

Not to mention he took up most of the futon. Every morning, I would wake up in the same position: with me clinging like a monkey to Saitama's arm. 'Fuck. I didn't think my habit would be getting this bad. Then again...he did destroy my warming pillow...but still! It's embarrassing waking up to find myself clinging to him!' I had a slight; alright maybe not that slight, habit of clinging to warm things in the middle of night since I was a kid, whether it be the dog or my parents or even my poor brother.

I sighed as I changed into dark blue jeans and black tank top, braiding my hair. Stepping out of the bathroom with my eyes cast down, I walked right into Saitama, smacking my nose against his chest.

"Ow. Oh, sorry, Saitama-san." I apologized, rubbing my nose. I looked up to see him without a shirt, his pajama pants riding low around his waist and a change of clothes his arms. My breath caught in my throat as my eyes raked across his muscular arms to his chest, down his abs and to his Adonis line back up to his half-lidded, sleep filled eyes. Blood spurted out of my nose and I covered it quickly, running back into the bathroom.

I slammed the door behind me, locking it and ran for the tub. There was a knock on the door as I turned the tub on, stripping off my now bloodied shirt.

"Mitchan? You okay?" Saitama asked from the other side.

"Y-yeah. Just...just gimme a minute." I answered, trying to scrub the blood from my shirt and face. 'Fuck. I didn't expect to see him like that.'The image of what I would do to that god-like body came into my mind, causing another burst of blood from my nose. 'GODDAMMIT! STOP IT, STUPID!'

Focusing all of my thoughts and energy on getting the blood out of my shirt and off my face, I scrubbed fast. When I deemed it okay, I slipped the damp shirt back on and turned the tub off, drying my face on a towel. 'The shirt will dry soon once I head out into the heat.' I thought, making my way towards the door. I took a deep breath, readying myself to face my roommate on the other side.

Opening the door, I looked up into Saitama's brown eyes, trying to ignore his amazing body and letting out a strangled sigh. He glanced down at me, blank faced.

"You okay?" He asked again. I nodded and moved out of the way so he could go into the bathroom. "The key is on the kitchen counter. I'm gonna take a bath now." Saitama stated, closing the door and locking it. I walked over to the kitchen, grabbing the key and my purse and made my way back to the front door. I knocked on the bathroom door before leaving.

"Saitama-san, is there anything that you need from the store?" I asked.

"More body wash. It doesn't matter what kind as long as it's on sale." He responded.

"Okay. I'll be back in a bit." I slipped on a pair of flats and left the apartment. I walked leisurely down the street towards the nearby convenience store, slinging my purse across my body. My eyes scanned the crowd in curiosity, one person catching my attention walking in the opposite direction of me. He was really tall and had spiky blonde hair. As we got closer to one another, I noticed that he had robotic arms and was wearing a black sleeveless shirt with white fringe around the edges with black skinny jeans and matching shoes.

Taking a closer look, even his throat looked robotic. As we made eye contact, I took note that his eyes were black with yellow irises. I gave him a small smile that he returned awkwardly as we passed each other. 'He's cute.' I thought, stepping into the small convenience store. Heading straight to the bathroom section, I grabbed a basket and started loading it with a couple of cheap bottles of body wash, a loofah, razors and hair products.

Moving on, I picked up a couple of sticks of deodorant, perfume, toothpaste, shaving cream and a few items of make up. 'Since all of my make up was destroyed, gotta restart stocking up. Can't go to interviews looking like the dead.' Checking everything off in my mental list, I headed for the register, pulling out my wallet.

"Hi!" Greeting the cashier, I placed the basket on top of the counter. The cashier was an older woman with black hair. She smiled sweetly at me and began ringing up my items.

"The total is $55.13, my dear."

I rummaged around in my wallet and handed her the cash.

"Thank you, ma'am!" I said, taking the bags and walking out of store. I took my time getting back to the apartment, slowly walking up the steps and putting the key in the lock. Opening the door, I noticed another pair of shoes next to Saitama's and mine. 'Huh? Does he have a guest over? He should have told me. I would have made some snacks before I left.'

I kicked off my shoes and placed the bag down, making my way over to the living room.

"Saitama-san, I'm bac-" I was cut off by Saitama yelling.

"You talk too much! Come back when you've summarized what you want to say in shorter sentences! 20 words or less!"

I blinked and turned to see who Saitama was yelling at. Sitting on the other side was the blonde that I had seen on my way to the store.

"Oh, it's you!" I smiled and walked over to the table. "I saw you while walking to the store! So you're the cyborg Saitama-san mentioned. I'm Mitsuki Wakahisa, Saitama-san's roommate. It's nice to meet you." I bowed a little.

"It's nice to meet you, too. I'm Genos." He inclined his head. He then turned back to Saitama, staring intently at him. "Sensei, here's the shorter version of what I wanted to say: Please teach me to become strong like you."

My eyes shifted between both men, curious to know Saitama's answer. I sat down in between them, setting my elbow on the table and my chin in my hand. Saitama leaned back, eyes closed in thought.

"Genos." He finally said.

"Yes, sir!" Genos responded quickly.

'Devoted already, huh?' My smile widened and I bit back a giggle.

"How old are you?" Saitama asked, glancing at me with a look that told me to shut up. I grinned at him and stuck my tongue out at him. He was in his hero get up, cape included.

"I'm 19, sir!"

"So young." Saitama and I spoke at the same time, staring at Genos. We glanced at each other then quickly turned away, blushing.

Saitama cleared his throat and kept speaking, "I'm sure you'll easily surpass me. I'm 25 now but I was 22 when I started training three years ago. I don't mind teaching you, Genos, but it'll be tough. Are you sure you're ready to take it on?"

'Only 25 yet already bald. How sad...' I thought to myself. Genos stayed quiet for a few minutes, digesting Saitama's words.

"Yes, sir!" He answered fervently. All of a sudden, his eyes glowed and he looked behind him. He then flitted past Saitama and I, crouching down in the hallway. "I sense something drawing closer at a high speed. It's close."

Just then, a giant praying mantis creature crashed through the ceiling and landed next to me. Letting out a scream, I scrambled to get away quickly, throwing the sitting pillow at it in my haste.

"Heh heh heh! I am-" It never finished its sentence as Saitama's fist collided with its face, completely destroying it.

"Pay for my ceiling." Saitama demanded, angrily.

The head splattered on the wall above the T.V, brain matter and blood everywhere. I stared wide-eyed at it, breathing heavily. Genos came up behind me and placed his hands on my arms. I turned to him, tears stinging my eyes.

"I hate bugs." I explained to him, sniffling.

He gave me a reassuring smile and pulled me up on my feet, hands still on my arms. Genos let go once he made sure I was steady and turned his attention to Saitama.

"There seem to be more outside, Sensei."

They headed outside, Saitama stopping to pat my head with a gloved hand. He smiled softly at me and left. Taking deep breaths to calm myself, I wiped my tears and ran over to the sliding door. Yanking it open, I stepped outside, not bothering with shoes. Leaning over, I saw Saitama standing over two creatures that were upside down in the ground with Genos standing off to the side.

A clawed paw shot up from beneath Saitama and grabbed his ankle, dragging him under up to his head.

"Sensei!" Genos yelled, running over to him. I watched with wide eyes, gripping the balcony wall tightly as I leaned over more to get a better look. An explosion came from the right of me, blowing my braid across my face. A tall, armored cyborg came into view, challenging Genos. They began fighting, each blow sending a strong blast of wind. My mouth fell open in disbelief and I turned my eyes toward my roommate who currently looked like a plant sticking out of concrete.

A giant lion was making his way over to him, laughing loudly and pointing his sharp claws at him. To Saitama's left, a mole popped up from the concrete.

'What a cute creature...Really, Mitsuki? That's what you think when your roommate's in trouble?' Looking around me, I spotted a big rock near me from the explosion. Grabbing it quickly, I chucked it at the lion. 'Sorry, kitty!' The rock soared in an arc before making contact with the lion's head, falling pathetically next him. The lion stopped threatening Saitama and looked down at the rock with a blank stare before lifting his eyes in anger.

"WHO THREW THIS ROCK?!" He roared, bending down and picking it up, crushing it in his paw. I stiffened as the lion's eyes roamed in search of the offender before they landed on me. "So it was you, huh?! You dare hit the king of the wild with a shitty pebble?!" He started making his way over to me, his mane standing up on end. Panic signals fired off in my brain, telling me to run but my legs refused to move.

"Sh-shit..." I whispered as the giant lion came closer.

"Why are you so upset if it was just a shitty pebble, then?" Saitama's voice sounded out from behind him. The lion turned around to find him standing out of the hole he was pulled into. Both the lion's eyes and the mole's bulged out of their sockets as Saitama cleaned out his belt nonchalantly. A hysterical giggle bubbled out of my throat and I released the breath I was holding.

The lion glared at Saitama, his claws growing longer and sharper.

"Very well, then. Since you're my target and not that little bitch, I'll show you the power of the Beast King! LIMB CUTTER!" He slashed at Saitama, who dodged, cutting the building behind him into pieces. The lion kept going, cutting buildings as Saitama dodged every hit, even hitting the two creatures that were upside down. He laughed, yelling about the law of the jungle before increasing his muscle mass with a roar and going at Saitama with more speed.

I was trying to keep up and noticed Saitama punch the lion consecutively, splattering the beast. Unable to hold it back, I ran inside and into the bathroom, throwing the toilet lid up and vomiting. The images of the lion and the praying mantis being splattered were seared into my brain as I heaved. Gasping for breath, I leaned against my arm. Once I calmed down and caught my breath, I flushed the toilet, brushed my teeth and washed my face.

I left the bathroom, slipping on my flats and stepping outside to see the mole soaring into the sky, Saitama stepping out of the giant hole he created.

"Shame." I commented, catching his attention, "I kinda wanted to keep him as a pet." He shrugged and dusted himself off. We turned our attention to Genos, who was interrogating the armored cyborg. He had all of his limbs torn off as well as his helmet, revealing a gorilla underneath. We made our way over there, Saitama walking in front of me.

"Pick one: answer all of my questions or get eliminated." Genos threatened, charging up his blaster.

"It is you that will be eliminated, you fool." The gorilla responded in a robotic voice. "I am the third in power in the "House of Evolution". You brainless brutes will never beat the second in power. He will destroy all of you."

Saitama came up behind Genos, holding up an eye by the muscle, "Does he mean this guy?" The eye bobbed up and down. Bile crawled up my throat as the sight and I tapped Saitama's shoulder, holding my mouth. He turned to look at me and I made a cutting motion with my hand. "Oh, sorry, Mitchan." Saitama dropped the eyeball without care and it bounced away. I forced the bile back down, taking deep breaths.

"Apparently." Genos responded, not taking his eyes off of the gorilla cyborg. He stared at us for a few seconds then started apologizing repeatedly in a normal voice. I cocked my head.

"Hey! You've lost your robotic voice." I pointed out, blinking, "What's up with that?"

"S-sorry. I was just trying to sound cool. I'll answer all your questions, I swear. Please don't kill me." He pleaded. Genos and Saitama looked at each other and nodded, turning back to the gorilla. The gorilla began going into a story of some guy named Genus. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms, sighing. Looking around, I took in all of the damage that had been caused during the fight.

'Sheesh. Good thing nobody else really lives here besides us. This is gonna take forever to fix.'

Pipes had been busted, water pouring into the streets. Craters were everywhere, buildings destroyed; some still standing and some were so far gone that you wouldn't even know there was a building there.

"You talk too much!" Saitama's voice rang out next to me. "What does this have to do with me? Just get to the point already!"

"My Sensei is a very busy man. Summarize it in a maximum of 20 words or less." Genos glared at the gorilla. He flinched away and apologized again.

"Well...in shorter terms...my boss has become very interested in your body." The gorilla explained. Saitama raised an eyebrow.

"I have no interest in men." He responded apathetically.

Resisting the urge to smack myself in the head, I rolled my eyes. "That's not what he means, Saitama-san. It means he wants to use you for his research."

Genos nodded, adding on to my explanation. "If we refuse to do anything about him, Sensei, it is likely that he will keep sending assassins after you. I have heard rumors of them but I thought they were just a new religion. But after seeing you and that mosquito girl, it seems that they are more dangerous than that. We cannot ignore them either way. Perhaps we should pay them a visit this time."

Saitama agreed and began walking away. I did a double take, confused.

"Wait. You're going now, Saitama-san?"

"Now, Sensei?" Genos ran to catch up to him.

Saitama nodded and held up a flyer, "Yeah. Can't go tomorrow because it's special sale day at the grocery store."

"Hey." Genos turned back to the gorilla. He flinched again and turned, terrified, towards the blonde cyborg. "Was the "House of Evolution" creating cyborgs four years ago? How many of you are there and have you sent any to destroy towns in the past?" He asked, raising his hand, threatening to blast the gorilla. I moved out of the way, biting my lip.

He shook his head, answering, "I'm not sure about four years ago but as of now, I'm the only battle cyborg in the "House of Evolution"." Genos lowered his hand and turned to catch up to Saitama.

'W-wait a second! What am I supposed to do about this gorilla in front of our apartment?! SAITAMA-SAN! HEY!" I called after them. Throwing my hands up in the air, exasperated, I yelled out again, "BE SAFE!" Saitama lifted his hand as he continued to walk away, Genos glancing behind him to wave. Sighing, I looked down at the gorilla to see a small satellite dish coming out of the top of his head.

Making my way over to him, I bent over and glared, my hands on my hips. "What are you doing there, Mister Monkey?" He looked up at me, eyes wide and snapped his top shut. "Nuh uh! What were you doing, shit head?!" I grabbed his head and tried to pry it open.

"P-please don't! I swear I wasn't doing anything! I beg you to stop!" He fought, trying to twist his head out of my grip.

"Not till you tell me what you were doing!" I held on tighter, digging my nails under the slit in his head and pulling roughly. The gorilla let out a yelp and struggled more.

"Okay, okay! I was contacting my boss, letting him know your friends were on their way! Please stop now!"

I stopped and looked down at him, letting go of his head. "Oh. Why didn't you just say so?" I climbed off of him and sat down next him, leaning against the wall. The gorilla looked down at me, a confused expression on his face.

"You're not going to warn them?" He asked. I shrugged, playing with my braid.

"Nah. I don't have a way of letting them know for one and two, I'm sure Saitama-san would like the challenge. So either way, it works out for them." Flinging my braid back behind my shoulder, I focused on my nails. Silence fell between the gorilla and I.

"What is that bald man to you?" He asked after a few minutes.

"My roommate." I answered in a short tone. A chuckle came from the right of me and I frowned.

"Roommate, huh? You two would make a cute couple." The gorilla commented. My right eye twitched as I reddened.

"We would not. I'm not into bald men." I huffed, crossing my legs under me.

"No? Then why is your face red?" He observed, a smile spreading across his face. I glared up at him, making his smile widen.

"Shut up, monkey." I grumbled, turning back to my nails. He broke into a full on laugh, closing his eyes. My blush deepened and I pouted, "There's no way in hell I could fall for a cheap, bald man. Plus he picks his nose. It's totally disgusting."

"I see. But you may be surprised. He seems like a good man." The gorilla stated. I glanced up at him in bewilderment. He was right, to an extent. I hadn't known Saitama long enough to determine what he was like but he did seem like a really good man. He was allowing me, a complete stranger, to live rent free with him and all I had to do in return was menial housework and grocery shopping.

Plus he was a hero for fun, which meant that he was saving people because he wanted to, not for recognition or for money. He barely even knew Genos but was willing to take on the 19 year old cyborg as his disciple. Letting out a long sigh, I rubbed my face.

"Yeah..." I agreed quietly. "Hey, what are you planning on doing now? Just sit out here without limbs forever?"

The gorilla shook his head, "I also called for pick up but it might take some time since it's Saturday. They're always lazy on Saturdays." He lamented. My eyes widened in dismay.

"S-Saturday? Today's Saturday?" I asked, dreading the answer. The gorilla tilted his head in confusion and nodded. Standing up quickly, I let out a screech. "Oh, shit! TODAY'S THE SALE! Oh, man! I don't have a way of letting Saitama-san know and if he misses it, he's gonna be in a slump all week! Ooh! I hope he realizes it soon!" As I was about to run back into the apartment, I remembered the gorilla. Turning back to him, I frowned. "Are you gonna be alright by yourself? I don't want to leave you if you aren't. I'd feel bad."

A smile pulled at his lips, "I'll be fine. No need to worry. You're rather strange to be worrying about an enemy."

"Well, you're kinda beat to shit at the moment so I highly doubt you're going to do anything to me and you've been nice to me so far so I don't see any reason to treat you like poo." I laughed.

"I could have self destructed at any moment." The gorilla pointed out. I shrugged and tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

"Yeah, but what good would that do? Your target is long gone and I'm just a wimpy pedestrian. There would be no point in self destructing besides causing more damage to the pavement." I smiled, knowingly. "But seriously, will you be alright by yourself, Mister Monkey?"

He nodded, "I'll be fine. The pick up crew should be here within the hour. Go meet your roommate...if he's still alive, that is. And I'm a gorilla, not a monkey."

"He's alive. If a sale is on the line, he'll survive. Monkey, gorilla. Same difference." I countered, running back into the apartment to grab my purse, phone and the keys to lock the door behind me. I waved to the gorilla and started jogging towards to supermarket. "Bye, Mister Monkey! It was nice talking with you!"

(CUT!)

I stood outside of the supermarket for about two and a half hours waiting for Saitama to show up, constantly checking the time on my phone. Shaking my right leg in frustration, I looked around for the familiar yellow jumpsuit when I finally spotted it coming up fast with a cyborg right behind it. I jumped up and went to meet them at the front of the store.

"Hey! Thank goodness you figured it out! I meant to tell you once I realized it but I didn't have a wa-HOLY HELL! Genos-kun, what happened to you?!" Genos caught up to Saitama and I had taken a good look at the cyborg. He looked like he had been beaten to hell, his left eye completely missing and his hair was puffed up into an Afro with the right side of his face cracked. "Genos-kun, your eye, your face! And your hair! W-wha?! What happened?! You look like cauliflower!"

"I am fine, Mitsuki-san." Genos reassured me, taking a step towards the store. I stood in front of him, placing my hands on his chest.

"You can't go in there, you're going to scare the kids! At least do something about that eye, Genos-kun!" He continued to walk forward, pushing me back. "Genos-kun!" The sliding door of the supermarket opened and a ding went off, signaling that we were inside. "Saitama-san, help me, please!" I turned my head towards my roommate only to find that he had wandered off already. Letting out a groan, I returned my attention to the stubborn cyborg.

"I assure you, Mitsuki-san, that I am completely fine." A shock went through his body and into my fingertips, causing me to pull away with a cry. A few kids within the store that had noticed Genos began crying upon seeing him.

'Goddammit. He's gonna give these kids nightmares.' Flexing my hands to rid them of the pain, I followed Genos as he went searching for Saitama. As it turned out, Genos and I ended up being booted out of the supermarket for causing a mess when he accidentally melted all of the chocolate chips in the baking section as another shock went through his body. We stood outside, sitting on a bench, waiting for Saitama to finish shopping.

The door of the store slid open and Saitama stepped out, looking at us in confusion.

"Why're you guys out here?" He asked, holding multiple bags of food.

"Mr. Shocktastic here got us kicked out for melting all of the chocolate chips in the baking section." I jabbed my thumb towards Genos, who was sulking. I stood up, pulling Genos with me and took some of the bags from Saitama. "It was actually kinda funny to see the kids who started rolling around in it. The parents weren't too happy about it but the kids looked like they were in heaven." I giggled. We set off for home, parting ways with Genos halfway.

The gorilla was gone by the time we got home. After putting the food away, I made dinner and we took turns taking a bath. We then set up the futon, Saitama passing out right away, leaving me by myself with the T.V and empty plates. Smiling to myself, I pick up the plates and put them in the sink, turning off the lights and the T.V. I slowly got into bed as to not wake a snoring Saitama and curled up, allowing the lull of sleep to fall over me.