Genos washed the dishes, scrubbed the toilet, and dusted absolutely everything, all the while repeatedly checking, glancing, and outright staring at his phone. His sensei had received a cell phone from his… associate, miss Tornado. Part of Genos knew they were more than friends, but most of him denied that someone so irritable, so impulsive, so unbelievably undisciplined could be so admired by his master. Everyone who knew him knew that Genos' master was the most disciplined and admirable person on the planet, though Genos admitted, he could be a bit sluggish when it came to texting. Finally, a light began to flash around Genos' home button:

"Srry, took Tats out to get Udon, be home in thirty."

Of course, Tatsumaki had forced him out of the house to that meeting and now she had forced him out of the association to ensnare him with noodles, that damnable succubus. Tats was- er, miss Tornado was cunning, but Genos needed to become stronger, and for that he needed his master to train him, and for THAT he needed his master to spend less time with Tatsumaki. Genos would never ask his master to leave miss Tornado, of course, that would be disrespectful, at least that's what he told himself. If Genos were to be honest with himself, he would know that he was torn between the two, his feelings towards each of them were troubling, but they made him feel human. Since his… upgrade, Genos had put his life on the line for society, almost killing himself several times just for the people, but this loyalty towards mankind didn't feel like him, it felt robotic. It was almost as if he was only a robot, a toy used to both save and be lusted after by the people: a soldier and an idol.

Amongst this ocean, though, there was Saitama. Saitama never treated genos like a savior or a toy, it was always as a human. The house work had been a circumstance of living with Saitama, and more of Genos' idea than his masters. Saitama was infinitely admirable, he was strong, noble without condescension, and put others before himself. He always seemed to have an answer and easily accepted the consequences for that answer, whether he was condemned by the public or gained no recognition or thanks, Saitama didn't care as long as the job was done. He didn't seem to have any serious problems, he never grappled with morality or who he was, Saitama knew his rules and he knew himself, and he was whole.

Then came Tatsumaki who, since the day they had met, despite her turning him into modern art, he had felt drawn to. His master initially had some sort of aversion to her, she was annoying and clearly too big for her non-existent britches. She was the exact opposite of Saitama, she was condemning and condescending, rude and rash, weak in body but strong in mind. Tatsumaki didn't care who she stepped on because she thought she was always top dog, even amongst earth's most powerful heroes, and sometimes it was even questionable whether or not she really was a hero. The question that had never popped into people's minds, though, was whether or not she was human. That's all she was, a human with the powers to fulfil their own prophecy of greed, godlike and yet more mortal than anyone. Tatsumaki was real, organic, but most of all, she was human.

He was secretly torn, but he couldn't understand why. Perhaps it was because of the transformation from boy to cyborg, or because he was so young when it happened, or the many memories he had lost in the transition. Maybe he had someone in that home which he lost, maybe he once understood love. Regardless of what used to be, he couldn't grasp it now, humans were so confusing… That thought made him stop and think, was that what they were now? "Humans", a group which he excluded himself entirely from? How much longer could he hide the fact that he was no longer human from himself, how much longer could he lie to himself about anything?

The doorbell rung, and with it, a sigh escaped Geno's synthetic lungs. Finally, his master was home to put his mind at ease. Genos walked towards the door calmly, ready to welcome his master home, but before he was even within two feet, the door flew open, revealing a slightly annoyed Saitama and a furious Tatsumaki.

"Oi, Tats, people are sleeping by now, keep it down." Saitama said as he calmly walked through the wide open door way.

"Shut up! You!" Tatsumaki yelled as she pointed to Genos, floating towards him as she did so.

"You already had your interview with that freak, right?!"

Genos felt slightly betrayed, he had wanted time alone with his master to discuss this matter, but he supposed this worked just as well. As long as Genos' master was in the conversation, then Genos could discuss the matter.

" ? Yes, he and I discussed a few things, I was the very first to be interviewed."

"Huh?" Saitama broke in. "He picked you? Or did you volunteer?"

"I volunteered, but it looked as though he would of picked me or Silver Fang had I not spoken up."

"Why do you say that?" Tatsumaki interjected with another question.

"My analyses revealed great tension in after Silver Fang entered the room, not many could tell because dwelled in the shadows until after we arrived."

"He just hid in the dark?" Tatsumaki asked before looking over to Saitama. "I told you this guy was a freak!"

"Yes, well," Genos resumed. "He revealed himself shortly then after, and Silver Fang seemed to realize who he was just from his name, and though hid it well, he was very unnerved by Silver Fang's presence."

"So, what?" Tatsumaki interrupted again. "Do they know each other?"

"It would seem that way, but I cannot be certain, the two at least know of each other and are very wary of them."

"Right then," Saitama said as he got to his feet. "We've got a lead, tomarrow we head over to Bang's dojo."

A/N: Sorry this one took so long, the break was "eventful" to say the least, mainly my internet access was taken out due to equipment breaking, but I'm back up now, and I have got a LOT of stuff for this, expect more daily updates. After the daily updates are done it will actually go into an every other day Schedule , minus Saturday and Sunday, I swear I mean it this time. In regards to the new story that I've hyped up, it might be put on hold In favor of this and a couple of fallout stories. See you guys soon.