Genos?
With her eyelids halfway open, she can make out his blonde hair and lashes as a warm, soft feeling presses against her lips and a chill around her cheeks. Realizing the situation, her eyes shot open, and she can see Saitama in the corner pumping a fist in the air. Genos pulled away seeing that she has woken up, "Sensei!" he makes a tiny grin, "She woke up! You were right!"
"HUH?!" he runs to her bedside seeing Genos still cupping her cheeks that have been splashed with red and pink. "Oh, g-good for you!" he gives a thumbs up with an awkward smile.
...
"Are you ready for your third day of training [Name]?" Genos is all bright and bushy eyed at four in the morning. However, [Name] just awoke from his never ending knocking and glared at him from behind the tiny opening of the door. Although the sun hasn't risen yet, it is way too bright outside for her. "[Name]?"
She has just returned to the comfort of her home a few days ago, and had trouble sleeping due to the...incident. Before leaving her companions Genos has promised her to teach how to defend herself starting in the morning. He didn't state when, and it didn't help that he came at different times in the early morning. So, she groggily stands in front of him, rubbing her eyes and yawning in her baggy pajamas. "...Now?"
"Yes, I believe the sooner, the better."
"...Can I have coffee first?" she opens the door wide, "You can come in," she doesn't wait for him to deny or agree as her hand trails away from the door and over to her mouth. She can hear his boots shift on the floor, and she doesn't know why, but her head sways to the left. Luckily she did, seeing that Genos' arm miss and pass her, then as he pulls back, she ducks feeling his leg swing over her. "Oh my god," she shivered, and just crawled over to her kitchen, too tired to raise her voice.
"You have good reflexes in dodging," comments Genos, "Even when you're tired, that's impressive. Silverfang's lessons must be kicking in."
"Please, just let me have my coffee..."she begs, leaning on the counter and turning on her electric kettle.
He leans against the doorway, "How do you feel? You were quiet when we went home yesterday."
[Name] can feel a flush creep up remembering the kiss and focuses on pouring her coffee grounds in her plastic filter. "Well..." her finger taps against the counter, wondering if they should pass on this topic, "Why'd you kiss me?"
"Sensei said there is a 50/50 chance of a kiss waking up an individual."
She can feel her heart drop as she mutters, "Ah, so that's it."
"I'm sorry, I took the responsibility, we wanted you to recover as quick as possible," she smiles to herself.
"Was that your...first kiss?"
She turns to him seeing him tap a finger against his cheek while accessing through his memory, "...Yes." They stare at each other for a moment, her mind blank and his digging deeper in the definition of a kiss. "Ah," he holds his chin as she holds a small grin, seeing a tint of pink reach his cheeks. "Excuse me for a second," he steps outside, checking his functions, everything seems normal. "Is my heating broken? Hm, maybe I'll consult with the doctor later."
Silverfang, buff old man, S-class hero, someone [Name] does not mind giving all her respect towards. The two exchange bows as he greeted her at the dojo's entrance with his faithful student, Charanko, at the side. Genos has left her in his care to pay a quick visit to Dr. Kuseno. Immediately, laying himself on the operating table as the doctor motions over with his toolbox, yawning. "Well, what seems to be the problem?"
"Dr. Kuseno," Genos pats his chest, "I think there is a problem with my heating, or jets, something."
"Like?" Dr. Kuseno scans Genos seeing no visible repairs.
"My face, it would suddenly become warm, when I think of things like," the memory of her soft lips seemed more clear. "Um, like now!"
"Oh?" he lets out a low chuckle, "You're just blushing, why? Has someone caught your eye?"
"I..." he puts a hand to his cheek feeling uncontrollable warmth.
"Don't worry Genos, it's normal, you're still young, and human," the doctor places his tools away. "It's all natural when you take a liking to someone."
"...A liking."
...
[Name] kneels next to her teacher facing his zen garden after breaking a sweat sparring with Charanko. She wasn't allowed to take a break until she was able to knock Charanko down. Her first attempts went nowhere as he was able to throw her over his back a couple of times, however, after feeling the rush of impatience, she was able to pin him. Silverfang, or "Bang," looks over at his new pupil panting, trying to keep her back straight as she knelt, and then fall forward, feeling the heat rush to her head. "Good work today," he says in his low voice.
"Mm," she pulls herself up and sighs, "Thank you." Charanko still laid on the ground with his breath knocked out. "It's an honor to train under you, Silverfang."
"Ah, you can call me Bang," she can feel a sparkle in her eyes feeling his rough hand gently pat her back. "If you don't mind me asking, what made you want to become a hero?"
His calm presence made her feel comfortable, so she shifts her legs before speaking, "I was called selfish by my parents, and the doctors for refusing to supply them more of the...tears. I despised that, I despised them, they were the ones who were selfish. Such a gift, should not be profited on, it should be distributed among those who need it, like justice, or I don't know, a hero?" She tried sounding cool, but decided not to elaborate anymore, "I, it used to be that they would tell me horrible lies as a kid. Like, my parents got in a car crash, or make me watch sad movies. Give me a pet, and take it away. When that no longer worked, they forced me to hurt myself." Bang gazes on her, "I...sorry, I haven't cried until, City Y."
"How did it feel?"
"Right."
Another pat, this time on her head, "Trust me when I say this, but I believe you pertain a much better attitude than most of us S-Class heroes." His voice held warning, "Not all of us are as inviting. That's the main problem of these petty rankings."
Feeling refreshed after that conversation, she waited outside the dojo at the sidewalk for Genos. She is about to text where he is when she spots a familiar acquaintance at the other side of the street. There is no crosswalk nearby, so she jets across towards Mumen Rider who sat in a tree reaching for a child's toy airplane. Her backpack slapped her back as she heard the water slush around. "Thanks Mumen Rider!" chimed the kid who paid no notice to her presence as he scurries away.
Leaves flutter over her as the man unexpectedly makes a "graceful" landing. His legs nearly give in as he supports himself on the trunk before his hand wanders to his bike, "Hi! Haven't seen you for a while."
"Yeah, actually I've been meaning to talk to you," she knows she has been slacking off in crimes, and seeing how busy Mumen keeps himself, she figures why not tagging along with him. And so, after a short agreement, and a quick text to Genos, she hops up on the rear again, and they take off.
"So, C-Class heroes are usually around to stop robberies, or simple tasks like helping an old lady across the road and so, so," he makes a sharp turn, and she blushes at passing individuals who looked intrigued and took their picture. "I don't like being limited by my rank, that's why, even if I suffer intense injury," he pauses the bike in front of a convenience store to help a lady who tried multi-tasking her bags and her child. He hands [Name] the child, and she held her breath, glad that the baby only cooed. The woman thanks both of them when she reaches her home safely, "Although, most of us C-Class heroes usually have no abilities."
"I didn't do well in the physical part," she quivers as they approach a hill. She realizes this is what made Mumen a hero, although he knows he lacked the strength, he still placed himself in danger thoughtlessly with concern over the citizens. Then again, that's how Genos was as well, isn't that how all heroes should be? She can't help but lay her head in his shoulder as it felt like a roller coaster rolling downhill. Her grip just made him laugh as they surfed through different parts of town performing small tasks to those who needed assistance. The sun has risen fully for the afternoon as they hop off the bike to a kid who flew off the swing and scraped her knee.
"Oh, hold on," she watches Mumen dig for bandages in his pocket, but she takes her water bottle and an unused sweat towel. Mumen watches her simply clean the room, and then tell the little girl she is going to perform a spell on her scratch. She mumbles a jumble of words as her hand covers her mouth. As he stood above her, he witnesses her tongue slather a little bit of saliva on her fingers. With a cocked eyebrow he proceeds to watch her place the fingers over the wound, lift it up, and reveal smooth skin.
"Wow! Thanks, um."
"You can just call me [Name]!"
"Thanks [Name]!" feeling the girl's tiny arms wrap around her neck gave her a shock.
Yet, shock is definitely written across Mumen's face, "What did you do?"
"Oh, I have healing powers through spit and tears," she shook her bag, "Unfortunately, I didn't bring any tear vials with me."
"Wow, that's awesome!"
"Excuse me," two school girls approach, "Can we get a photo of you two?"
"Uh-"
"Sure!" he casually places an arm around her flashing an enormous smile as she does a peace sign.
"Wow, thanks!" they giggle at the photo, "You two are so cute! When did you start dating?"
Her awkward outrageous laugh forced itself, "HA! HA! We're not dating!"
"Oh, hello, Genos!" greets Mumen as the cyborg randomly inserts himself in the crowd.
"Good afternoon, Mumen rider."
"Wow! Mumen and S-Class hero, Genos?!" their fangirling has increased as Genos nonchalantly poses, his gaze on Mumen and [Name] as they bid farewell. "Do you and [Name] know each other?"
"Yeah," he spoke in his usual tone, "We kissed." He walks to her as the school girls squealed, "Sorry, about making you wait."
"Oh, it's no problem," she strides at his side, "How'd you find me?"
"I-" he doesn't want to mention that he actually was observing her from afar. "Cyborg stuff."
"Oh," he could tell she is in a good mood by the way she swayed while walking, "Did Dr. Kuseno find anything wrong?"
"N-No, he didn't," he averts his eyes feeling a sense of jealousy as he reviews the compatibility levels between her and Mumen Rider. As an observer, it seems as if they were having fun. "Um, can I treat you to lunch?"
An offer like this isn't out of the blue, but it would be the first for only her and Genos to be eating alone, together. "Sure!" she crosses her fingers for no baddies to interrupt this rare moment.