Hello there! I haven't been on this site in a while but I have an unhealthy obsession with Genos from One Punch Man so I decided to write a fanfic :)

Enjoy! And please review if you like it!

~Elven Kat

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything except my OC

CHAPTER 1

"Why did you risk your life? To prove a point?"

"Yes."

Sakura winced slightly as the cyborg kneeling in front of her dabbed some antibacterial liquid on the gash running down her cheek.

"And what was your point?" the cyborg questioned again.

"Doesn't matter."

The girl shrugged and slid off the counter. Metal fingers gently grasped her forearm as she tried to walk away.

"I am not done," the cyborg said quietly. "You have more wounds that need tending."

"I'm fine," Sakura spat harshly.

The cyborg said nothing as he guided her back to the countertop. At that moment, a bald man poked his head into the tiny bathroom.

"Hey! You two!" he said flatly. "Don't get blood everywhere."

"Yes Master," the cyborg assured. "If there is any, I will clean it."

Sakura snorted as the man's shiny head disappeared from view.

"Master?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "You his slave or something?"

"No, I am his disciple," the cyborg answered as he began to clean the rest of her wounds.

For now, Sakura stayed silent. The last thing she had seen at the House of Evolution before she lost consciousness was the bald man absolutely destroying Kabuto. With a single punch. Kabuto was a force to be reckoned with. After all, she had received all her wounds from him. She had chosen that specific day to escape Doctor Genus and his House of Evolution. But her escape plan had been sidetracked when she came across Kabuto beating the cyborg to a pulp. It was here that she had jumped in, memories of all the pain and torture she had endured in that god forsaken place fueling her rage. Kabuto showed her no mercy either.

At least I am out. And alive, she thought to herself.

And it was thanks to these two.

"I need to see your back," the cyborg said quietly.

With a small hiss, Sakura lifted her shredded shirt, allowing the cyborg complete access to her back. She winced again as metal fingers gently brushed against her exposed skin. To her complete surprise, the fingers felt warm. Slowly she eased herself into his touch, trying to ignore the stinging sensation as he applied the antibacterial liquid.

"So...who are you?" she asked, breaking the silence.

"I am Genos," the cyborg answered. "And my Master is Saitama."

"Sakura," she stated simply.

"It is nice to meet you, Sakura."

—⊰❀⊱—

Saitama's apartment was small but Sakura still managed to find a comfortable spot to eat the food Genos had prepared for them. They ate in silence, save for the sound of dishes being washed. Sakura couldn't help but inwardly giggle at the sight of the blonde cyborg wearing a pink apron.

"Why were you at the House of Evolution?"

Saitama's voice seemed to ring through the small apartment. Sakura sighed. She had hoped they would've waited a little longer before she had to tell them.

"I am one of his experiments," she answered simply.

Saitama leaned in for a closer look.

"Really?" he asked, dull eyes looking her over.

Sakura drew her arms around herself for some sort of protection against the man's gaze.

"Yes," she replied. "Doctor Genus spliced my DNA with that of a cat."

"Let me see."

Sakura released herself from her protective arm cocoon. With a slight flex of her muscles, nails grew into claws, her ears grew longer and came to a point at the tip. And her eyes, once blue and human, turned violet as her pupils became those of a cats.

"Ah," was Saitama's flat response.

Genos let out a small grunt of anger as he watched her change back. He had seen the scars as he tended to her wounds. The two humans went back to eating in silence as he finished up the dishes.

The next few days were pretty uneventful. Sakura healed and Genos kept her occupied as her bones mended. Saitama was in and out of the apartment, being a hero for fun as was his way. What surprised Sakura though was how quickly she was healing. By the second day, her wounds were completely closed. By the third, her ribs were no longer cracked and bruised.

"I suspect Doctor Genus' experiments have accelerated your healing abilities," Genos said as he ran his fingers over the scabs forming on her back.

Sakura enjoyed the feeling of the warm metal against her bare skin. Even though the cyborg was a machine, he was still gentle with her.

"Genos?"

The metal fingers stopped.

"Yes?"

"Can I see you?" Sakura asked quietly.

"See me?"

Genos sounded confused.

"Yes," Sakura replied, holding a blanket to her bare chest and turning to face him. "I want to know what you look like. I have never seen a cyborg."

Genos was silent for a moment. Sakura almost backed away as his golden pupils stared at her. With a quiet sigh, he put the first aid kit aside and stood. He lifted the hem of his tank top and pulled it over his head. Sakura's eyes widened. She had never seen anything like this before. Metal plates covered his torso. Incineration cannons sat on top of his shoulders. Everything, down to his joints, were completely mechanical. Carefully, she reached out and placed her hand against the plate where his left pectoral would've been had he been human.

"Can you feel that?" she asked.

Genos shook his head.

"I do not have nerves there," he replied.

"Do you have a heart?"

"No. But I have a core," he said, directing her hand towards the center of his chest.

"Could you at least put a sock on the door if you're going to fool around?"

Sakura and Genos jumped apart at the sound of Saitama's voice.

"Master, we were not fooling around," Genos stated.

"Uh huh," Saitama said, making his way to the kitchen with several bags of food ingredients in tow.

Sakura pulled on her shirt to cover herself. Brushing past Genos, she followed Saitama into the kitchen.

"So, what did you bring to eat?"

"Stuff," Saitama replied. "I was thinking noodles for lunch."

"Great!" Sakura exclaimed. "Let me clear some space so we can eat!"

She glanced sideways at Genos as she passed him again. His golden pupils were locked on her again. Turning away, she began to clear the clutter on the floor.

"Genos?"

The cyborg turned his head to look at his Master.

"Your apron," Saitama said, handing over the pink fabric to him.

Wordlessly, Genos tied it on. His mind was racing. He had never willingly showed his mechanical body to anyone. Why was he so quick to show Sakura? And there was something about her touch. He couldn't feel her actual touch but it felt so right. No one had ever affected him like this. Shaking his head, he went to work preparing lunch, pushing all thoughts of Sakura from his mind.

"TV?" Sakura asked Saitama.

"Sure why not," the man agreed, switching on the small television.

"We have some breaking news. A group of terrorists, calling themselves The Paradisers, have been parading around demanding free goods for the unemployed and distribution of wealth. They have destroyed a high rise building in City F. Their leader, Hammerhead, is a B class criminal. Their group is made up of unemployed men. Reports indicate that all of them have shaven heads so if you come across a man with a shaven head, please stay clear."

Saitama sputtered when he heard the newscaster. Sakura cocked her head in confusion.

"Saitama?" she asked.

"THEY STOLE MY LOOK! THOSE BASTARDS!"