Chapter 2: You're Coming With Us
"Sensei, do you think it was a good idea to stay here?"
"No idea..."
It had been a few days since the event of our heroes being identified as criminals had passed. Seeing as to how they weren't with the cops, they obviously had not been stopped by the cops, but that also didn't mean they ran or anything. They also hadn't fought the cops. So how did it come to them escaping the reaches of the cops and not being captured?
Let's take a look at what happened, shall we?
Several days ago...
"Stop those criminals!"
"Wait, why're we being called the criminals here?" Saitama inquired, clearly confused as to why the cop was calling them criminals.
Soon enough, Saitama's question was answered by several cop cars pulling up in front of them as the officers filed out of the vehicles and took cover behind their doors with their weapons pointed at them.
"You are hereby arrested with the charges of property destruction and the potential harm of innocents!"
Saitama stared at the cop with the confusion on his face replaced with a blank look. He looked over to Genos.
"Oi, Genos. Is what he's saying true?"
Genos glanced over to Saitama before averting his attention to the cops who still had their weapons pointed at them. Ready to shoot at a moment's notice if they showed any signs of retaliating. Genos blinked several times, wondering if he should tell Saitama the truth about him almost harming innocents by swerving out of the way of that car, and flying through dozens and dozens of buildings and collapsing them entirely. Luckily, if he weren't there, a lot of people could've died by the falling debris. It was quite a serious incident if you thought about it realistically.
Genos mentally shrugged, he would tell him the truth either way.
"Yes, sensei. What the officer is saying is true."
Saitama picked up a pebble as he tossed it around in the palm of his hand. He sighed before he looked at Genos with a serious look on his face.
"Oi, Genos. Nobody died, right?"
"No innocents were harmed, sensei. They were all moved out of the way of the falling debris."
Saitama's serious look disappeared as fast as it came.
"Ah, that's good."
Saitama then tossed the pebble up into the sky. The pebble flew up at a ridiculous speed, going so high that it reached the clouds. Slowly, it began descending as it picked up speed and power. Though one unfortunate being was unlucky enough to have been crushed entirely by the pebble. It fell out of the sky and landed on the pavement. Feathers floating down to surround it.
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"BIRDY, NOOOOOO!"
"FIRE AT THEM!"
"Wait... what?" Genos voiced his confusion.
Genos' confusion was shared with Saitama's as they stood there while the cops fired at them. The bullets ricocheted off of Genos' metal body; while the bullets just flat out flattened upon impact with Saitama's skin. Their confusion levels were sky high right now. The cops just started firing at them because of a pebble that hit - killed - a bird? What was wrong with these cops?! This misunderstanding was on another level, big time.
To make matters worse, someone swooped in and wrapped their arms around both Genos and Saitama before they disappeared with a sound of what sounded like shattering glass. It had only infuriated the cops more as they stopped their barrage of bullets to see hundreds of flattened bullets on the pavement, and a bunch of bullet holes in nearby buildings due to them ricocheting off of Genos' metal body. Then the cops looked around them as they saw frightened civilians. Families were cuddled together, couples were holding onto each other like their life depended on it, and children were crying. The cops put down their guns before they all walked up to the civilians and apologized immediately. Their anger subsided with the sight of the civilians.
A cop - who appeared to be of higher standing - stepped forwards, a megaphone in his hand.
"Citizens! We of the Vale Police Department apologize deeply for the damage we have caused! We will use our own funds to repair the damages we've done!"
Honestly, some of the citizens believed that the cop should've said more than just those few words. Some of their homes had dozens of bullet holes in them, and what does he say? A short apology! The cop noticed the looks on several of the citizen's faces at his words, so he coughed lightly into his hand before speaking into the megaphone once more.
"I know we should've said more, but those two are criminals that we need to report to the higher-ups immediately! Come on, men!"
The cops hopped back into their vehicles as they all drove off back to the Vale Police Department.
It was only going to get worse for Saitama and Genos...
Present...
"I have the same opinion, sensei."
Saitama and Genos were leaning against crates in a abandoned warehouse as Saitama did absolutely nothing. He just sat there with the usual blank look on his face. Genos, on the other hand, was impatiently tapping his finger on the cement floor of the abandoned warehouse as his eyes were narrowed. Then his tapping stopped as both he and Saitama looked over to the corner of the abandoned warehouse. In the corner of the abandoned warehouse was a door opening up slowly, revealing a man who stood at the height of 6'3 with orange hair as his bangs were covering his right eye. He wore a white suit, black pants, shoes, gloves, and a hat. A gray scarf that was barely noticeable in the darkness of the warehouse was also seen on him.
He walked over to Saitama and Genos, twirling a cane in his hand.
"Well, gentlemen. It's a pleasure to meet you," the man spoke, taking out a cigar and lighting it.
"Hi," Saitama responded as he nodded his head at the man.
Genos, however, just stared at the man. He began scanning the man while his eyes narrowed slightly at the new types of information he was receiving than he normally should. The man merely glanced at Genos' eyes before he looked away and took a drag of his cigar.
"Gentlemen, it seems that you two have been wondering as to why we forcibly kidnapped you in front of those cops," he puffed out smoke before a smirk formed on his lips, "it's because you two have a mysterious... semblance, and modifications."
The man stared at Saitama as he walked over to him, and pointed the end of the cane at Saitama's face. The tip of the cane opened up, revealing a reticle.
"It's also because you two almost interrupted an operation of ours. If it weren't for her taking an interest in you two new rookies, then I would've killed you right here and right now," the man nearly snarled out when he had mentioned the person in his statement.
"What'd I do?" Saitama asked plainly.
The man threw his cigar down onto the ground before crushing it with his cane.
"I may be a gentlemen, but right now I don't have the patience for your questions," he answered before taking out another cigar and lighting it.
"Roman Torchwick, wanted criminal. Theft, murder, and more. What do you want with us?" Genos inquired after he had finished scanning the now identified Roman Torchwick.
Roman turned around to face Genos with his smirk still plastered on his face, "Ah ah ah, you aren't in any position to question me, but it is I who is in the position to question you."
Genos stood up as he glared at Roman while aiming the palm of his hand at him, "Answer my question or I'll make you answer me by force, criminal."
Roman aimed his cane at Genos, the tip of it flicking open once more, "Oh? So you wanna play it this way, huh?"
Genos didn't answer Roman's question as he disappeared in a burst of speed before reappearing in front of a startled Roman. Roman nearly spat out his cigar due to his reflexes kicking in and barely ducking down in time to avoid a kick that held so much power, it still launched him backwards from the force that was generated from it. Roman recovered in midair though as he did a flip before closing the tip of his cane and smashing it into the ground to balance himself. He looked at Genos, his smirk gone and replaced with a look of annoyance. The tip of Roman's cane opened up once more while he pointed it at Genos. Genos stood there, waiting for what the cane was going to fire.
Roman pulled the trigger.
What came out of the cane was what Genos wasn't - and at the same time, was - expecting to see. What appeared to be a flare shot out from the tip of Roman's cane while making a loud whistling sound before it impacted Genos in the chest. It exploded upon impact with Genos' chest, the cement underneath him cracking slightly from the explosion, and once the smoke cleared, Roman dropped his cigar this time due to him seeing a completely unharmed Genos. Not a single scratch on him, except for the fact that his shirt was completely torn to shreds. Roman regained his posture quickly because of his previous experiences he's dealt with before. He narrowed his eyes, not at Genos, but at someone who had appeared behind him with an umbrella in their hand.
He gestured to the person behind him by putting a finger to his throat and moving it back and forth in a slicing motion. It was only to incapacitate the cyborg since he wasn't entirely human, so he wouldn't die from it. The person behind Genos nodded their head before the hilt of the umbrella opened up. The tip of a sword came out of the umbrella as the person prepared to slice Genos' metallic throat.
It never happened though.
Saitama had blurred in front of the person before yanking the umbrella out of their hand and flicking them in the forehead. The flick was so powerful that the person was launched towards the wall of the abandoned warehouse at blinding speeds before a large crater appeared on said wall.
"Oops, hope I didn't injure them too bad," Saitama said nonchalantly.
"Thank you, sensei!" Genos yelled in appreciation.
"No problem," Saitama replied with a nod of his head.
He then looked at Roman. Roman looked at Saitama's facial features and noticed that his expression hadn't changed at all when they brought them here a few days ago. He had been observing their actions for the past few days that they've been here, but the thing that he wanted to know the most was why the baldy had absolutely no emotions plastered on his face. He muttered something under his breath before he pulled out another cigar and lit it; inhaling, and exhaling the smoke as a thought ran through his head.
"What'd I get myself into?"
"Neo, you still conscious?" Roman asked, taking another drag of his cigar.
The now identified Neo didn't answer Roman's question, he looked over to Neo's figure which was still lodged into the large crater. Neo was a short female who had half pink and half brown hair. She wore a white jacket with a pink interior, brown pants, black gloves, and black and white heels. Down underneath her unconscious figure was her umbrella and several necklaces which had snapped due to the force from Saitama's flick.
Roman sighed, aiming his cane at Saitama, "I'm not giving up just yet, not in this damn cruel world."
He fired at Saitama, but Saitama just tilted his head to the side as his arm blurred before revealing that he had caught Roman's ammunition that was just shot. He then casually tossed it back to Roman who dove out of the way, the result was an enormous explosion that blew away the entire abandoned warehouse and leaving an even larger crater than the one that Neo had previously been lodged in. Roman got up, his cigar on the ground once more as he sighed before grabbing his fourth cigar, and lighting it.
His cane was laid out on the ground beside him whilst Neo was now conscious due to the resulting explosion tossing her body around. She shakily got up, and looked around. Her different colored eyes scanning the area around her, before her gaze fell upon Saitama and Genos. She grabbed her umbrella whilst disappearing with a sound of shattering glass being heard. She appeared right behind the duo. Aiming for Saitama first, she thrust her umbrella blade forwards, but Saitama turned around as his eyes met Neo's. She stopped - or more like - Saitama stopped her thrust by catching the blade between his middle and index finger.
He then yanked her forwards and grabbed her by the scruff of her jacket, eyes narrowed.
"What's a child doing here?"
Neo glared at Saitama, attempting to yank her umbrella free from his grip, but his grip didn't budge an inch. It wasn't long that he held Neo by the scruff of her jacket when he felt the tip of Roman's cane press against the back of his bald head.
"End of the line, baldy! You'll be saying hello to dreamland soon! To correct your mistake as well. Neo here, isn't a child."
Genos then ran forwards and slapped away Roman's cane, before landing a punch to his face, but was met with what seemed to be like an invisible barrier which reduced the impact for Roman; so instead of being flung dozens of meters, Roman was only pushed back several feet. Genos' eyes narrowed at the sight.
"You dare threaten sensei?!" Genos questioned, which sounded more like a demand.
"Oh yes I do, cyborg," Roman answered before tossing what seemed to be a red crystal before he shot it.
The result was an explosion of fire. The ground tore underneath the power of it as Roman laughed in triumph, but his laughing soon stopped as he saw Genos walk through the flames. He clicked his tongue in annoyance before he felt Genos land a solid hit on his face. Roman knew he was in the air due to the breeze he felt as he spun, and he knew that he was damaged badly with the blood that leaked from his mouth. He landed on the ground with a loud thud, spitting out blood. Man, there was even a few teeth that he spat out!
Roman looked up groggily, seeing the imposing figure of Genos above him, he merely took a drag of his cigar before exhaling it right into his face.
"You pack a punch, damn cyborg," Roman muttered, "depleted my aura in two hits."
Roman then felt his scroll in his pocket ring, he scoffed, "What a perfect time to call."
Saitama, still holding Neo by the scruff of her jacket, walked over. He looked down at the downed figure of Roman - who was still exhaling smoke in Genos' face - before he looked up at Genos, then back down to Roman.
"Oi, what's that ringing in your pocket?" Genos questioned.
He scoffed once more before taking his scroll out of his pocket, "This here, cyborg, is a scroll."
"What's a scroll?" Saitama inquired while Neo disappeared with a sound of shattering glass, then she reappeared back in his grip but this time, Neo had her umbrella in her hand.
"Neo. I'm positive that you just disappeared and escaped, but why come back into his grasp?" Roman inquired, ignoring Saitama's question.
Neo glared at Roman before she pointed to herself, a random location, to Saitama, then made a poof gesture with her hands. Roman glanced up at Saitama.
"Neo, there's no way he moved that fa-"
"Answer sensei's question!" Genos intervened.
Roman put up his hands, "Alright, alright. Can't believe baldy here hasn't heard of a scroll either."
Roman swore for a moment that he saw Saitama slump a little bit at him being called bald, "A scroll is a device that you can use to call, message, or moderate your aura levels with. It can also be used to record videos and such. That's all I'm going to tell you."
Saitama and Genos both had the same thought.
"Oh, so it's just a smartphone."
Eventually, Roman got sick and tired of the ringing of his scroll so he ignored the call before putting it back into his pocket. Genos glared down at Roman, deciding that it truly was his time for questioning, not Roman's.
"Why did you bring us here?"
"Classified."
"Who are you working for?"
"Classified."
"Why'd you call us rookies?"
"Look at the news."
"What's an aura and a semblance?"
"Read a book."
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"Sensei, he's not disclosing any sensitive information to us. What do we do?" Genos questioned, turning around to face Saitama.
Saitama - who wasn't really paying attention to what Genos questioned - was picking his nose with his free hand as he shrugged and responded with a random answer, "I don't know, take them."
Genos' eyes widened, "Sensei! Your wisdom truly knows no bounds!"
He then turned back to face Roman with a glare, "You're coming with us."
Roman rolled his eyes, "Oh, for fuck's sake..."
While on the other hand, Saitama flung his booger as it hit Neo right in the cheek. She glared at Saitama with a slightly disgusted look on her face whereas Saitama was just staring back at her, his finger back in his nose.
Somehow, Neo couldn't help but feel threatened by that one action.
Meanwhile, on an airship to Beacon Academy...
"Oh! I can't believe my little sister is attending Beacon with me!" Yang exclaimed as she hugged her little sister, Ruby Rose, close to her chest.
Yang Xiao Long was a blonde young woman - or teenager - who had purple eyes. Her outfit consisted up of a tan jacket; underneath she wore a yellow crop top which exposed a bit of her large cleavage with an emblem on the shirt that covered her left breast. For pants, she wore black mini-shorts. Yang's little sister, Ruby, though, didn't have blonde hair nor purple eyes. She had silver eyes with black hair that faded to red at the tips, her attire consisted of entirely black and red.
Currently, she was still being held in a bear hug by her older sister, who had been showering her with compliments.
"Everyone at Beacon is going to think you're the bee's knees!" Yang said proudly.
Ruby looked up at Yang, "I don't wanna be the bee's knees, okay? I just wanna be a normal girl with normal knees!"
"It's going to be so exciting though!"
"I know it's exciting, but I got moved ahead two years. I don't want people to think I'm special," Ruby said, slumping slightly.
Yang walked over to her sister and wrapped an arm around her as she was about to say something, before the news channel caught her attention.
"Roman Torchwick, who continues to avoid authorities, was spotted robbing a Dust shop several days ago. If you have a clue to where his whereabouts are, contact the Vale Police Department. Now, for two new dangerous criminals who popped up lately, if you see a bald man in pajamas and a blonde cyborg - who civilians believe to be an Atlesian prototype - following him around, do contact the Vale Police Department as well. They were said to have also not been affected by Dust bullets, and that the bald man is an extremely dangerous individual. Witnesses say the bald man crashed through dozens and dozens of buildings, collapsing every single one of them without any effort on his part. Fortunately, no innocents were harmed in the process. Witnesses have also stated that he tossed a pebble into the air and killed a bird in the process. Earlier today, there were also reports on an abandoned warehouse being blown to smithereens by what authorities assume to have been caused by crates of Dust."
"Sheesh, things have been really getting out of hand lately, huh?" Yang asked while nudging Ruby slightly with her elbow.
"Yeah, I guess so..." muttered Ruby.
Their attention was then averted from the news to the hologram of a blonde woman who had her hair tied into a bun. She wore a white long-sleeved pleated top; on her lower body she wore a black high-top pencil skirt, black boots, and a black cape with a purple inside. To finish it all off, she wore ovular glasses.
"Hello, and welcome to Beacon Academy!"
"Who's that?" Yang questioned.
"My name is Glynda Goodwitch."
"Oh."
"You are among the privileged few who have been granted the honor to attend this prestigious academy. Currently, our world is experiencing a time of peace, but as future Huntsman and Huntresses, it will become your duty to uphold this peace. You've demonstrated courage for this task, and now it is our turn. We will provide you with the knowledge and the training to protect our world."
The holographic image of Glynda then disappeared as Ruby ran over to the window and looked out of it.
"You can see Signal from up here!" Ruby exclaimed, clearly excited.
"Guess home isn't too far after all," Yang said, smiling.
It was nice moment, until a blonde guy ran past. Holding his mouth as drops of vomit leaked through the open spaces of his fingers. Yang glanced at the blonde, seeing him run somewhere on the airship.
"Well, guess some people don't enjoy the view."
Ruby glanced down at Yang's shoes as she backed away with a disgusted look on her face, "Ew, Yang! You got vomit on your shoe!"
Yang looked down at her shoe, "Gross! Get it off!"
"Go away, go away, go away!" Ruby yelled as Yang chased her around.
The airship to Beacon Academy had finally arrived at its destination as the blonde guy from before ran off the airship and unloaded the contents of his stomach into the trashcan. Ruby and Yang had stepped off of the airship as they admired the view they got of Beacon Academy. It was going great for Ruby, she was admiring the weapons of her... fellow students who were two years older than her or more. Though the greatness lasted only for a bit when Yang ditched her to go meet up with her friends. It only got worse when she bumped into a girl's luggage, knocking everything over. The girl had been entirely garbed in white, and turned out to be the heir of the Schnee Dust Company, Weiss Schnee.
Currently, she was waving a vial of Dust in Ruby's face as sprinkles of it flew out.
"Do you know what this is?!" Weiss questioned, "This is Dust! Purified Dust from the Schnee Quarry!"
Weiss, in her fit of anger, didn't notice that the Dust was practically flying out and all over the place as some of it got on Ruby's face causing her to sneeze.
"Aaah... aaah... CHOO!"
The result was an explosion.
Literally.
The two girls stood there for several seconds before Weiss snapped at Ruby.
"You complete dolt!"
"I'm sorry..."
"What are you even doing here?! Aren't you a bit too young to attend Beacon?!"
"Sorry..."
"This isn't just a sparring and practice type of combat school!"
"I said I was sorry, princess!" Ruby snapped, after having enough of her apologies being discarded by the "princess."
As soon as Ruby said that, a girl entirely clad in black arrived on the scene. She held a vial in her hand that was dropped from the earlier explosion and a book in the other, "It's heiress, actually. Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, one of the largest producers and exporters of Dust in the world."
Weiss smiled, "Finally, some recognition!"
"The same company infamous for its controversial labor forces."
Weiss's smile turned into a look of anger before she took the vial of Dust out of the girl's hand before stamping away as two men garbed in black began picking up the dropped cases full of Dust. Once they were finished with that, they followed on behind Weiss. After seeing that they were gone, Ruby turned to her side hoping to talk to that girl clad entirely in black, but as soon as she did that, she saw the girl walking away. She then slumped down onto the ground.
"This is Beacon..." she muttered to herself.
As if it was planned out, a shadow loomed over her. The blonde guy from earlier held out his hand for her, "Hey, I'm Jaune."
Ruby took Jaune's hand as he pulled her up, "Ruby... say, aren't you that guy who threw up on the ship?"
Jaune just stared at her.
"Yeah..."
Baldy-kun and friends...
Currently, the group of four which consisted up of Saitama, Genos, Neo, and Roman, were all cramped together in one hotel room on the 20th floor. Neo had used her semblance to make them look like different people as Roman paid for the room of four.
They were all currently huddled together on Saitama's bed, mainly due to the reason that Saitama had plopped Neo on his shoulders and she wouldn't get off since she was too busy trying to stab into his ridiculously thick skin with knives that all shattered or bent on impact hence the reason why she's avoiding the use of her umbrella. The group of four - excluding Neo - were watching the news channel. When they listened to it, Saitama's and Genos' eyes widened when they found out that they were truly branded as criminals in this world, mainly Saitama since he was considered extremely dangerous. Roman looked away from the T.V. as he rubbed his chin.
"There, one of your questions is answered," he said.
Genos glanced at him, "How would this answer one of our questions?"
"Well, you wanted your answer on why I called you guys rookies, right? This is the answer, becoming recognized as a criminal. Welcome to the Underworld, folks," Roman said sarcastically while clapping his hands slowly, "Now all you need is black suits and red ties then you're all set to go."
"That doesn't sound too bad actually..." Saitama agreed, nodding his head.
"Wait a minute, you seriously ar-"
"Genos, let's get ourselves black suits and red ties later!" Saitama declared.
"Yes, sensei!"
"You gotta be kidding..." Roman muttered, shaking his head.
Neo just merely stared at Saitama and Genos, a blank look on her face before her appearance changed before their eyes and she walked over to the table and grabbed Roman's Lien that he left on the table and made her way out the door. Roman shook his head once more.
"Even Neo agrees? She also took the rest of my cash that I had on hand!" Roman said, pinching his temples now.
"Now that she's getting our new outfits, why don't you answer more of our questions?" Genos interrogated.
Roman stared into Genos' eyes, "Fine. Which one do you want answered next?"
"What is an aura and a semblance?"
Roman folded his arms and scoffed, "Really? You can find info on those anywhere in any bookstore."
"Okay then," Genos started, breaking eye contact with Roman as he made his way over to the fridge and pulled out a drink for him and Saitama, "I'll believe you for now."
"Next question, who are you working for?" He demanded, handing the drink to Saitama, who opened it up only for it to explode right in his face, soaking him from top to bottom.
Roman glared at him, "Classified! If I were to tell you, that bitch would turn me to ashes!"
Genos leaned in towards Roman, so close that Roman became extremely disturbed by it.
"You will answer us eventually," Genos stated with certainty, "it will happen."
Roman pushed Genos away, not responding to his statement whilst in the background, Saitama was taking off his pajamas and wringing them out on the balcony of their hotel room. After he was finished with that, Saitama re-entered the room in his underwear as his pajamas hung over the edge of the railing on the balcony. He looked around the room for any extra pair of clothes, unfortunately there was none. He wriggled his finger around in his ear while he began wandering around the room, waiting for Neo to return with their new outfits. Fortunately, it was at that exact moment Neo returned. She opened up the door, with several bags full of clothing in one hand, and several bags full of ice cream in the other hand.
She locked eyes with Saitama, before looking down. Her eyes met with the sight of his boxers before she looked away and dug her hand into one of the bags and took out a black suit, and a red tie. Saitama took the black suit and red tie.
"Oh, thanks," Saitama said, nodding his head as he took off the tags on the pieces of clothing before putting them on.
Neo then walked over to Genos, holding out the black suit and red tie for him which he took with a quick "thanks" and a nod of his head as well. Neo then walked over to Roman, holding out the same black suit and red tie that she got for both Saitama and Genos. He looked down at her, a blank look on his face.
"What? You think I need to wear this damn outfit as well?"
Neo nodded her head, a playful smirk making its way onto her face.
"You bought this with my money."
She nodded.
"Where is it?"
She pointed her finger up then swooped it downwards.
"You wasted it all?"
She nodded again.
Roman then stood up, grabbing the black suit and red tie in the process as he kicked a table over in annoyance, "Okay, why the hell are we acting like we're friends?! All of us!"
Saitama, Genos, and Neo glanced at each other before shrugging.
"Dammit! You two literally crushed us not too long ago; took us with you when I believed we were going to be tied up and interrogated, but here we are acting like we're friends!" Roman yelled, clearly a bit pissed off as he looked over to Saitama, "You as well, baldy! What the fuck is up with your semblance? Its power is ridiculous."
"Do not question sensei's power! For even he does not know," Genos answered.
"What the hell is that suppose to mean?" Roman inquired.
"I once witnessed first hand a portion of sensei's power. It was more than enough to alter the shape of clouds, and to obliterate landscapes that are as tall and wide as mountains," Genos explained.
"I call bull," Roman started, "I've never heard of a semblance with such power. If he really does have the power that you speak highly of, then why isn't he renowned as a famous Huntsman or criminal?"
"Don't lie to me," began Genos, "you saw it at the abandoned warehouse. What sensei did. He flicked Neo once, which was more than enough to render her unconscious. You also saw how he caught your ammunition effortlessly and tossed it back just as effortlessly as he had caught it with dozens of more power than it could've packed originally."
Roman clicked his tongue, "Even though what you've said to me has been proven true, I will not believe it until I see it with my very own eyes. The power to alter the shape of clouds, and to obliterate structures as high and wide as mountains, but do not dodge my previous question!"
The atmosphere then shattered when Saitama joined in on the conversation, "Genos, we got any food in the fridge?"
"I don't think we do, sensei," Genos started, walking over to the fridge and opening it, "we just have snacks, but no food to provide us with the needed nutrition."
Saitama scratched the back of his head, "That sucks."
Roman grabbed his cane before he smacked the back of Saitama's head with it in anger. The question he had asked had been avoided, dammit!
Several hours passed after the slight outburst Roman had. He took off his hat and tossed it somewhere on the floor, Roman felt his anger subside slightly when Neo tugged on his sleeve. He looked down at her to see that she was pointing at the black suit and red tie that he was still holding in his hand. He held it out to her.
"What? Don't tell me you wanna try it on."
Neo nodded whereas Roman just rolled his eyes before handing it to Neo. After receiving the black suit and red tie, Neo walked past Saitama - who was heading to the bathroom - as she entered the bathroom and slammed the door right in Saitama's face. Saitama just stood there, staring at the door. A horrified expression then came upon his face as he began knocking on the door while rubbing his stomach.
"Come on... come on..." Saitama muttered to himself.
A few minutes passed before the bathroom door finally opened, revealing Neo dressed in a black suit and red tie as she slung her umbrella over her shoulder. She looked up at Saitama, who glanced down at her, before he ran into the bathroom and tossed Neo out. He slammed the door so hard that the hinges flew off as the door itself collapsed down onto the bathroom floor.
Saitama didn't pay any heed to it though.
Genos poked his head into the bathroom, "Sensei! Do you need any toilet paper?"
Saitama sat on the toilet, a blank look on his face as he stared at Genos. He held out his hand, taking the toilet paper that Genos offered him with a nod of appreciation.
Later, the sound of the toilet flushing could be heard throughout the entire hotel room along with the sounds of running water. Saitama walked out of the bathroom and sat down on his bed, he grabbed a comic book that was laying nearby. The cover read: "X-Ray and Vav."
Silence continued to reign throughout the room. Everyone else seemed to be doing their own things. Neo appeared to be eating a cup of Neapolitan ice cream with a smile on her face at the table that Roman had kicked over in his fit of anger; her feet were too short to reach the floor though, so her legs were just swinging back and forth. Roman on the other hand, was just sitting opposite from Neo as he was on his scroll. He appeared to be looking through websites and checking the news every once in a while whilst twirling his cane at the same time. Genos was just tinkering with his body since Dr. Kuseno wasn't here in this world with them, so he felt it was his duty to check his body every once in a while.
The silence was shattered when Roman's scroll began ringing. He clicked his tongue, his finger moving to the answer button. He pressed the answer button, the first thing he heard was the noise of static, before his eyes narrowed. Genos walked up behind him with a screwdriver held in his hand.
"Put it on speaker."
Roman glared up at Genos as he unwillingly put it on speaker. A voice reverberated throughout the room, catching everyone's attention.
"Roman, why have you and Neo not returned with the people I asked you to retrieve?" came a feminine voice from Roman's scroll.
He gulped slightly, glancing back at Genos who just yanked the scroll out of Roman's hand, "The people that you've asked to be retrieved are right here."
"Oh? Roman, did you possibly get captured... or did you bail?"
Roman sat up to snatch the scroll away from Genos, but Genos was too fast as he twisted his body to the side.
"He has bailed. He joined us, stating that you're a 'bitch.'"
Neo's and Roman's eyes widened upon hearing Genos' response.
"Oh Roman. To think that you would bail. What happened to the belief that we couldn't be stopped? Your belief of not affording to lose?"
Roman lunged at Genos before yanking the scroll out of his hand. He held the scroll close to his mouth.
"Don't listen to them. Their spouting nonsense."
"Okay, Roman, I want to hear this from you then. From you alone... did you bail or get captured?"
"Neither."
'Then what is it?"
"I don't know, but they seem to be giving us free reign of what we can do."
"Why's that?"
Roman felt his eyes begin to twitch at the thought.
"I don't know the true answer to that. They seem to be confident in themselves, and flat out lazy."
"Then why don't you show them what it's like to be dominated? Crush their confidence?"
Roman didn't answer.
"No answer? Oh Roman, don't tell me you got beat?" the female who was speaking said it in the most taunting manner.
Saitama stepped forwards at last. He took the scroll out of Roman's hand and held it close to his ear.
"Hello?"
"Who are you?"
"Ah, I'm Saitama. Say, can we order any food?"
"..."
Nothing but silence came from the scroll before a beep was heard.
"Ah, they hung up," Saitama said nonchalantly.
Everyone stared at Saitama as Roman came up to him and yanked the scroll out of Saitama's grip. A look of pure annoyance on his face.
"Neo, it seems that our dear boss taunted us by calling us weak without even saying it," Roman said sarcastically, looking at Neo.
"I didn't hear anything like that," Saitama deadpanned.
Roman turned around to face Saitama, "Well, first of all, baldy, I'm not surprised you wouldn't have detected the mocking in her voice since you seem so devoid of any emotions. She's the type of person that I really wanna tear apart."
Neo smirked at the sadistic thought. Sitting up from her seat, Neo walked over to her bed before flopping down on it. She pulled the blanket over herself, before closing her eyes and attempting to drift off to sleep. Whereas Genos was thinking about their current position whilst Saitama just walked away from Roman without responding to him as he dug through their fridge and pulled out some of Neo's ice cream that she bought. He opened it up, walked over to his bed, and sat on the edge of it as he took bites of Neo's ice cream. He looked outside, seeing that the sun was just beginning to set. He then looked over to the clock beside his bed to check what time it was.
It was 8:05 PM apparently. He then felt the familiar sensation of metal colliding with his head. He turned around to see a bent knife on his bed. Looking up at the only suspect he could come up with, he stared at Neo, who pointed her finger at the ice cream in his hand. She nodded her head sideways. Saitama took another bite as he caught another knife between his index and middle finger. He plopped the knife down onto his bed, then he finished Neo's ice cream. He got up from his bed and tossed it into the trash can. He then walked out onto the balcony, grabbed his dry pajamas, and changed into them. Now back inside the room, he walked back to his bed. Saitama laid down while pulling the blankets over himself. He closed his eyes, passing out immediately.
Genos looked around the room, "There are only two beds since we got a room for four. So who's going to sleep with who?"
"I'm not gay," Roman deadpanned, folding his arms, "I'd prefer a bed to myself."
"Then you can just sleep on the floor."
"Ah ah ah, not happening."
"Then where will you sleep?"
"Tell baldy to get out of his bed since I'm gonna be the one to occupy it."
"That is sensei's bed. You will not be allowed to sleep on it."
"What about you?"
"I am not worthy of it."
Roman clicked his tongue as he laid his eyes on Neo, "Neo, won't you move over to baldy's bed?"
Neo stared at Roman with a look on her face that clearly questioned if he was stupid. He sighed before making his way to the bathroom.
"I call tub," he said with a wave of his hand.
"Guess I'll just sleep on the floor then," muttered Genos.
He glanced back at Roman.
"I also have some questions to ask you tomorrow morning."
"The same could be said for you," was Roman's response as he closed the bathroom door.
Genos sighed, laying down on the floor.
Tomorrow was going to be a long day.
The plot begins to lay itself out! Hopefully Roman was in-character during most of this chapter, since when I wrote some of those parts, he seemed quite OOC for me. Neo was the easiest to write by far. We can also see that Roman has some sensitive information he doesn't want to hand out, and that Genos is trying to pry it out of him.
Do point out errors.
I appreciate the reviews you guys left! Man, this story did better than I expected for my first time. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)