A cold sensation, so cold, blood flow almost stops. The body goes numb, and starts to fade from this world. But something continues to pull me back, something continues to cause my head to ache, but in a way that makes it clear to me that I am alive. The taste of copper invades my mouth, as does the taste of defeat. Something I've never been too good at, accepting loss.

A small child playing in a rather small backyard. She was a bit of a tomboy, playing in the dirt and pretending like she was in some fierce battle. After playing, she'd enter the house, which would generally upset her mother. But she'd just put on a sad face, and her mother couldn't stay mad for long. She loved her child, even though she could be a handful at times.

"Yukito, if you keep making that face it will get stuck that way." The mother smiled, wiping the mud of her daughters cheeks and clothes. Of course, Yukito continued to make a sad face just for fun. Sticking her lower lip out and making her eyebrows look like u's. Her mother had the same caramel brown hair Yukito had, but crystal blue eyes. She was a very thick woman, with a round face and pudgy arms.

Although she may not have been the prettiest girl in the world, Yukito thought she was pretty. Her mother just poked her lower lip, so Yukito would stop with the face. "There, that wasn't so hard was it, dear?" Yukito's father entered the room, he had worked upstairs of the house. So in short, Yukito was never left alone.

Her father had dirty blonde hair and green eyes. He had been a rather lanky man, and in terms of looks deemed average. He had a bad habit of keeping his hands busy. He always had to be messing with something, whether it be a phone, or his hair or even loose pocket change. He usually worked a lot, keeping his office door shut upstairs. Yukito wasn't really comfortable with her father, he'd just be a bit too rough with her.

No...I can't just die here. That's why my body reacted the way it did right? Everything is so blurry..Who are those people standing over me? I don't know. I don't even think I care. Maybe if I say something...But I don't have enough energy to move, hell I hardly have enough to think straight.

Starting school can be hard for any kid, so it was normal for Yukito to be a bit weary when it came to starting. Her mother would walk her to school everyday, so she wouldn't have to walk alone. Besides, it was quite a bit away. She held onto her mother's hand tightly, but didn't shed a tear when she had to leave for school.

It was fun! She even made some friends. Friends that seemed to have nicer things then she did, which lead her to ask for more as she got older. More, more, more. As long as she had the right things, she'd have plenty of friends. Around junior high, her parents couldn't afford to give her as much as she had wanted.

She resorted to stealing their money to get what she wanted. She just wanted friends, so what if she became a little greedy and impatient? Wasn't it all worth it in the end? After all, the more friends you had. The funner school became. She soon had forgotten about the learning, and only cared about the attention, of course that all changed when a certain incident happened.

Are they leaving me? I don't hear them talk anymore. The must think I'm dead. Perhaps I am dead, and I'm too stubborn to admit it...Maybe ask them. Ask them 'am I dead?' go on, do it Frost! Louder, you must speak louder! I hope I'm saying something I honestly can't tell.

Mumbling, that was all Frost had been doing. On the ground, dying, and mumbling. Just as Genos and Saitama were walking away, due to her mumbling they turned back around. "Oh, well looks like she's actually alive." Saitama smiled a little and calmly pulled out his phone, he knew she couldn't be dead. She's an A ranked super hero after all right? He then dialed an emergency hotline to take her to the hospital. This only left Genos confused, he didn't feel a pulse, so how could she be alive?

As they both waited for the ambulance to arrive, Genos scanned Frost down, wanting to know just how she had survived. After scanning her he figured it out. It was a little odd at first, but it did make sense. At least to him. Saitama looked over at Genos, raising a brow, "You've been staring at her for a long time...What's up?" Genos just looked away from Frost since he was no longer analyzing her, "It's just a surprise she survived is all." Genos didn't want to say it outloud, but he was sure Frost wasn't human.

Soon sirens could be heard from an ambulance. The big car rushed in, and paramedics came out quickly. Checking Frost for vital signs, finding no pulse, they checked her heart, which was barely beating. She'd mumble from time to time, even though she was clearly unconscious. The medics picked her up and placed her on a gurney. A small groan escaped her lips due to the numbing pain she had experienced. Her body was giving out.

Saitama and Genos ended up tagging along. Both were wondering if she'd make it out okay, while the medics assumed they were her friends or something. The medics quickly rushed her to the hospital, making sure to do everything they could to keep her alive inside the vehicle as they neared the hospital. Once inside the hospital, she was rushed to the ER and quickly worked on. Saitama and Genos were asked to wait in the lobby.

After getting her body temperature back to par, and putting plenty of water into her system, she began to gain a better form of consciousness. By the time she had even gained consiousness, Saitama and Genos had left. Her body ached and she was nearly bandaged from head to toe. She had several broken bones, but somehow managed to survive. She could still move her head, so she looked to her right. Her vision was blurry at first but once she adjusted she noticed someone had left her some flowers and a small get well card. It was from the Heroes Organization.

"Get well?" She mumbled, hearing the monitors that surrounded her buzz a bit from the use of electricity. The beeping of the heart monitor was also heard, she even had some IV's in her arms, dripping in pain medicine slowly. Her mind seemed to blank on what exactly happened. All she could remember was going to fight monsters in town Z and then everything went black.

So how did she end up in the hospital? She felt embarrassed, getting beat up by a demon-rank. Surely she was going to get demoted down from an A-rank. After she worked so hard to get there too...In all she just felt dumb. A nurse then entered the room, most likely to check on her medicine bags. She greeted Frost with a smile, "Oh! So you're finally awake."

"What..What exactly happened?" Frost spoke, still feeling a little groggy. The nurse changed out the medicine bags and spoke at the same time. "Two younger men saved you, from what I know you were hurt by a monster. From the injuries you have, you probably would have died if you didn't have severe hypothermia. I'm not sure how you managed that though considering it's not that cold yet, but...Well you did." She sighed, not too sure how that even happened. But Frost knew. She knew that her body must have done that instinctively. To slow her heart and practically freeze her pulse to stop the blood loss. It seemed to be the only thing she had done right this week.

But there was just one more question Frost needed to ask, "Who were the men? What did they look like?" After all, she figured she should thank them for saving her life. Into which she owed another thanks for that very reason as well. "I don't recall their names, but one was very handsome. He had blonde hair and robot arms. The other guy was a bald man with a cape. Sorry it's all I can remember."

"That's fine." Frost replied, although her voice was calm her expression was surprise. Did Saitama really save her again? Except this time with Genos? Great. Just great. Now she owed him twice as much. The nurse started to head for the door, but looked at Frost, wondering if she had any more questions. Frost got the hint and just smiled as a small thank you.

As soon as the nurse had left, she tried to move her legs. Only to get a huge shot of pain up her spine. Her legs were definitely broken, so were some of her ribs. She bit her bottom lip in frustration. Just how long would she be stuck in this hospital? She couldn't help but answer her question too long she thought. All she wanted to do know was try to forget the battle that she had lost, and repay back Saitama and now Genos for the debt she owed them. But even now her eyelids felt heavy, and just as the doctor would order, Frost fell asleep.

-meanwhile-

Genos and Saitama had been busy fighting monsters, saving the town and doing their best to go up higher in the ranks. And by ranks, of course they were striving for the popularity ranking. Well, maybe not Genos, but Saitama was. He couldn't help it, he always thought it'd be nice to have some fans. But he barely had any. Definitely not as many as Genos. In fact, he still received letters saying he should quit. Of course he wasn't going to do that though.

He figured if he fought enough monsters and saved enough people, they'd start to like him more. But due to his luck, other heroes would end up getting the credit. He didn't mind too much, he just wanted someone to cheer him on. Maybe a cute girl or something. It'd just be nice after all the work he would do on a daily basis. Oh well.

Saitama had been at home, just catching up on some of the manga he liked and keeping an eye out on the news. Today seemed peaceful for a change, which was a rare occurrence for town Z. It would have been nice, but Saitama just couldn't get his mind off of not really having any fans. He did get one Thank you note before, but he had no idea who it had been from. He tried not to think about it as he watered his cactus.

Seeing the cactus gave him a little idea. That woman him and Genos had saved was still in the hospital, so he figured maybe he could give her some cheap flowers or something. At least then he might gain a fan. Maybe. He figured it was worth a shot. He slipped into some jeans and a hoodie reading 'oppai' for the day. As he left his home, he headed to the store.

He ended up buying a small bouquet of flowers, they were cheap and the quality was okay. But he figured that should be enough for someone he barely knew. He headed to the hospital, and once entering the doors asked for...Wait. Who was this girl? He ended up describing her the best he could, he went with 'the girl with no pulse.'

After nearly fifteen minutes of the doctors trying to figure out who Saitama was even talking about, they showed him to her room. He found out her name, Yukito. He'd try his best to remember it. As soon as he entered the room, he noticed that she had been asleep. He frowned, how was he supposed to give her these flowers now? Well no sense in letting them go to waste, he sat them on the small table next to her bed, which happened to be a nicer bouquet of flowers from the Organization.

Great, now he seemed cheap. Hopefully she would think it's the thought that counts. He gently nudged her, "Hey, Yukito right?" She opened her eyes, still a bit groggy. Once she realized who was in her hospital room she looked wide awake. She quickly blurted out, "How do you know my old name?" Saitama rubbed the back of his head, a little confused, "Old name? Thats the name they put on the charts or whatever...Anyway, I got you some flowers. They aren't as good as the ones you've already got, but I hope you get better."

He figured by the look in her eye, he had gained a fan. Or at least some support. It was hard being a hero without anyone cheering you on sometimes. Even for a powerhouse like Saitama. He turned and starting to leave, but Frost stopped him. "Please wait!" He turned back around, waiting for her to continue speaking. After a moment of awkward silence, she continued, "...Call me Frost. You've saved me twice now..."

"Twice? I'm pretty sure it was the one time." She shook her head no, "No. Twice, I'm sure of it. It had to be you, even though you had hair at the time you wore the same outfit. You destroyed a monster that destroyed my house and inspired me to be a hero. Now you and you friend Genos saved me. I may not be the best hero out there, especially since I've already lost what should have been a decent fight for someone of my rank. But if I can't be a good enough hero, I want to try to be a good enough person. I know it's kind of a simple way to put it, and it may not mean much to you in the end. But I just wanted to thank you."

The first thing Saitama thought was This woman seems to talk quite a bit once you get to know her and the second thing was I don't remember her. Of course he didn't want to say that outloud, it just has been years since he's had hair. He's saved many people since then. And she was right, her thank you didn't mean too much to him. But it was nice. He knew that she probably had waited a long time to thank him.

Just the fact that he inspired her to be a hero, that was something that meant more to him. He inspired someone to help others. To save others and even the town. A thank you wasn't nearly as meaningful as that to him. He smiled at her and simply replied, "No, thank you." And with that he had left the hospital, still smiling. He didn't feel this good in a while, it was nice being able to change people for the better.

Strange how things had backfired for Saitama. He originally figured he could gain a fan to help boost his attitude. But rather then gain a fan like he originally planned, he realized that he did have some fans. He just hadn't been looking hard enough. Not only did he have fans, but now he was starting to become a fan of Frost. Simply because her words had made him happy. The last time he had been this happy, was when he started to become a hero, when fighting still gave him happiness. Back when fighting still gave purpose.