[Name] laid out all the shirts that bore holes. "I sense a pattern here," says Saitama seeing that there are torn openings around her stomach area. "Maybe just go nude?" he turns back to his video game.
Genos' head perks up from his notebook as [Name] actually ponders the idea, "Maybe I should wear armor..." She browsed through the hero database taking note of their attire and list of abilities.
"So...going for the nude idea?" she looks up from her laptop seeing that he is referring to the women's outfits in his video game. Their breasts denied physics as they jiggled to and fro.
She rolls her eyes, "I'll...think about it." She pauses at S-Class, Rank 8 hero, Zombieman, "Regeneration..." She didn't tell the two, but she received an interesting offer that required her to track back to HQ.
...
"What is this?" S-Class hero, Rank 8, Zombieman, hovered over [Name] with an annoyed gaze. The smell of nicotine made her nose crunch as the tall man towered over her wielding a black desert eagle, "You're [Name], right?"
She doesn't respond as he clicked the pistol and pressed it against her forehead. "Hey, play nice," says a passing security guard as [Name] presses a switchblade against Zombieman's neck. Blood flies as the knife slit through his pale skin and a bullet ran through her head. Their eyes are locked as their bodies did the job.
"Hmph," he packs the gun in his coat and they turn towards the familiar faces of the staff she faced about a month ago. "So why call me over?" her eyebrow twitches in irritation. She held her sassy remarks by gnawing at her tongue, knowing she would only be feeding his attitude. Everyone who stood around or sat in front of them could feel the heat of the tension, the silent curses [Name]'s eyes cast with her arms crossed, fingernails clawing at her skin. They begin to discourage this plan as soon as they discussed it and saw rejection spread across the faces of [Name] and Zombieman. "...No," he replied fiercely.
"Ditto."
"...Even if you two can be a powerful duo, and this can raise your class?" she did not budge with their reasoning. "The pay is higher as well," she raises a brow.
[Author's Note: I am basing Zombieman's personality on the "One Punch Man Wiki." Although there isn't a lot to know about him yet, I wanted to tag him along]
...
"Here," Zombieman drops a katana in [Name]'s hands. "Why didn't you accept jumping into the S-Class?" he watches her become amused with the blade, swinging it around. He grabs the blade directly, "Hey."
She lowers it down shrugging, "It seems like a lot of work, plus all I do is regenerate. It's not like I can inflict damage on anyone or anything. I don't know how to handle a..." she looks at his assortment of weapons. "Gun or sword, or whatever," her reflection looks back at her from the curved blade. "I can't immediately place myself in situations I can't handle."
"Why do you think the Hero Association put us together?" she read ahead in his profile before meeting him at HQ. A lone wolf with manners, it's no wonder he was displeased in "babysitting" her, but she did get bumped up to B-Class, although she is starting at the bottom once more. "Come on," he strolls ahead and she flimsily swung the katana around as she caught up with him.
"Where we going?" she asks as he lit a cigar.
"Monster hunting."
It was a grueling day. Instead of giving instructions he literally picked her up by the shirt and threw her into the action. Since she resides in City Z and amde the trip to City A just to meet this man he made use of the distance. Jumping from city to city challenging any villain his hawk eyes can find. Luckily they were low level monsters, but risked losing her limbs to being clawed, scratched at or stabbed. Sometimes he made the first move, showing off his hand to hand combat and use of weaponry. She showed no fear of getting injured, but tried her best to duck and dodge. If he got impatient with the prolonging battle, it was then he would shout commands. Finally, they reached City Z. The sky began fading into a lush orange and yellow as her tolerance ran low, so she turned the opposite direction for home.
"Where you going?"
"Home."
"We're not done," a bullet ran through her chest. There is a pause, and she catches him by surprise when she lunges at him.
"YOU SHOT ME IN THE BOOB YOU DICK!" he is flustered as she grabs the katana that she returned to him moments ago out from its sheath and swung at him angrily. "Who does that?!" her mouth ran as fast as her swings. "I know I have healing powers and what not, but how would you like it if I shot you in your manhood?!" she pins him down, sitting on top of his torso with the katana at his neck, one hand on the handle and the other pressing the edge forward.
"Sorry, sorry!" he's using both hands to make sure the blade doesn't touch his neck. Seeing how badly he has pissed her off he could feel that she is ready to attempt anything to get back at him.
That smirk told him so as she purred, "Where's your gun?"
Coincidentally, Metal Bat and a few A-Class heroes were passing through the area and found that the noise of struggle came from the two of them. Stinger asked around, "Should we help?"
Metal Bat found the sight entertaining, "What did you do?"
"I-"
[Name] did not want him to give any explanation and spurts, "HE SHOT ME IN THE BOOB!" She growled, knowing she can't keep him pinned down with one hand, "Someone quick give me the gun."
"Dude, why'd you shoot her in the boob?" asked Lightning Max.
"I-I didn't mean to!" through his pale complexion his face is dyed red with frustration and humiliation.
"That ain't cool," said Golden Ball as he began scanning Zombieman's coat for the gun.
Spring Mustache fiddled with his bow, "Well, might as well give the lady what she wants."
Zombieman growled at Metal Bat for sliding the gun out of his coat and nudging it at her shoulder. As soon as [Name] removed her hand from the blade to grasp the desert eagle he took off running.
...
"Hey, what do you want? Go home," [Name] ignored Saitama and pushed her way inside, dragging her body to the front of the television and plopping right then and there.
"Where's Genos?" she groaned. As soon as the adrenaline from her anger left she felt the weight of her aching figure drag her down.
Saitama sighs and sits beside her to continue watching whatever is on, "Grocery store."
"You do anything today?"
"No."
"I shot a man in the butt."
"...Okay."
She flips over, staring up. His ceiling is the same as hers, although there are obvious patches. Seeing how Saitama attracts the inevitable the same way she does, she can believe the roof has gone through repairs. She faced away the television, his butt is near her head, "Don't fart, okay?" He lets out a lazy response as he switches to a video game and she browses her phone to check the ranking. However, she can't find her name, but one stuck out in particular that made her want to chuck her phone. "...Zombiegirl?" she cursed the people in charge of names, "What's for dinner?"
"Who said you're eating here?" she glances at the screen, watching him lose.
"If I help you defeat this baddie I get to stay," she grins as his character falls and the words "You died" taunt him in red.
"...Okay," he pushes a controller in front of her.
"Gimme."
"It's takoyaki."
Although there is now a whole in her sports bra and shirt, not to mention her bare legs and arms covered in dirt she and Saitama spent the next hour defeating boss fights and exploring dungeons. Her brain wandered around things she gave thought to earlier in the day: notable clothing, being acquainted with the S-Class Zombieman, jumping up to B-Class. The more she thought about it all at once the more overwhelmed she felt, so she shoves it aside and proceeds back to the game. She wonders what is taking the handsome cyborg long to get back.
"So when you and Genos get together can you move him out of my apartment?"
"What?!" she pauses the game, but he resumes it.
"Yeah, I don't mind if you two get together, just take the hanky panky elsewhere," she glares at him as he nonchalantly continued clicking the buttons. She just spun her character around as he attempted fighting a boss on his own. "Doesn't take that much thought, you know? It's that obvious, especially if I'm able to see it. Should be like...kiss kiss fall in love, or what not." When his health bar went dangerously low he paused the game, "That was close..."
"...You're right," she jumps her character back into action, healing Saitama's as well as attacking the boss.
Saitama smiles, "Good luck." The grin wasn't for getting the fact through her usual stubborn head, but for being one step closer to having his apartment back to himself. "You should like do it at dinner."
"No way that's too soon."
They take a few seconds to silently triumph over defeating the enemy, "You know in the fan fictions I've read, you two hook up super quickly."
"...You read fan fictions about me and Genos?" another question that popped in her head was "There are fan fictions about me and Genos?"
"...I'm a very bored man."
