I'm really feeling the love. I got to say, thanks a lot you guys.
"What do you mean?" picking his nose, Saitama blinked a few times at the cyborg; which earned him an incredulous look "It's just proper, master-"
Sighing in disbelief and standing up, the baldy turned towards his small cabinet "Proper courtesy to return the favor,"
"Yeah, yeah," shaking his head slightly, Saitama haphazardly threw clothes on the ground. Taking a light blue shirt and putting it on top of his tank top, the baldy's features suddenly turned serious.
"I can't help but feel that you're trying to do something," Genos gulped audibly, slightly shaken from the sudden seriousness of Saitama.
"Uh," Genos fidgeted, thinking hard about an excuse if Saitama were to inquire about his collaboration with Lashes-
"Let's go," the baldy's features turned back to normal "I'm starting to like it there, anyway," Saitama left the room, leaving a dumbfounded Genos.
"That was close," the blond cyborg sighed in relief, tightening his grip on the plastic bag that he was holding.
Leaving the room and closing the door behind him and applying the lock, Genos nodded his head "Today is the day,"
"What do you mean they're coming over today?!" Fubuki growled, slightly tugging at the ends of her hair "We need to tidy this place up!" the esper ran around frantically, meticulously aligning various items in the building.
"Relax, miss Blizzard," Lashes stifled a laugh, placing the casserole that he had made overnight into one of the ovens in the kitchen "They're just going to be over for lunch,"
Snorting, Ape shook his head "She's not going to stop until either she gets too tired or really aligns everything in the house,"
Going towards the sink and sharing a laugh with his large companion, Lashes started chopping vegetables "Yeah, you're right,"
The backdoor to the kitchen opened and a young girl with a flower affixed on top of her head accompanied by a blue streak that ran on the middle part of her hair entered "Where do you want these, Lashes?"
"Put them here next to me, Lily," gesturing with his head to his left, Lashes stopped cutting the vegetables "Did you get some udon?"
Sticking her tongue out and reaching inside of the plastic bag that she was holding, Lily's eyes lit up with glee when she had felt the familiar texture in her hand "Yep!" she replied gleefully, pulling out a few strands of the uncooked noodles.
Showing her a thumbs up, Lashes jerked his thumb towards the far end of the kitchen "Could you be a dear and get the biggest pot?"
"Okay!" the young girl beamed, placing the plastic bag beside Lashes before merrily going towards the pot rack.
Lily returned while awkwardly hugging a large pot "Here!" taking the pot from her and filling half of it with water, Lashes fished for the udon noodles "These look good, thanks Lily!"
Smiling adorably at the older man, Lily placed her hands behind her back "Is there anything else I can help with?" Lashes placed the noodles inside of the pot and cupped at his chin "Hmm,"
"Stop playing video games, Piko!" Fubuki's reprimands could be heard clearly through the walls of the building "Aha!" Lashes snapped his fingers "Go help miss Blizzard tidy up the place, okay?"
Doing a mock salute, Lily smiled "Okay!"
"Done!" Fubuki looked at her work with awe, panting slightly. Everything in the room was aligned to perfection; most of the knickknacks were arranged and dusted while the carpets and drapes were changed by new ones.
"Thanks a lot, Lily," ruffling the younger girl's hair and giving her a smile, Fubuki glanced at the wall clock near the entrance to the dining area.
"Half an hour," the esper smiled triumphantly, walking towards the kitchen "Lashes, when will they be here?"
Taking a sip from the stew that he was making, the raven haired man turned to look at Fubuki "I'm not sure, in a few minutes I suppo-"
Ding!
As the doorbell of the building resounded throughout the ground floor, Fubuki's eyes widened in horror; her eyes slowly looking down on herself
Scrunching her eyebrows in mild disgust at the sight of her dusty and slightly drenched dress, the esper ran upstairs to her quarters.
Snorting, Lashes continued mixing his concoction "Be a dear and get that, please?" earning an enthusiastic nod form Lily as an answer, Lashes turned towards the oven when it had made a clicking sound.
Lily opened the front door, beaming "Welcome!" she crooned, gesturing to the visitors to come inside "We hope you'll enjoy your sta-"
Eyes glimmering with adoration, the young girl felt her lips quiver at the sight of Genos "M-mister Demon Cyborg?" she blurted out, earning her a strange look from said man.
Raising a brow curiously, the cyborg smiled "Ah, Lily. Haven't seen you in a while," patting her head and making his way inside, Genos quickly made his way into the kitchen.
"Hey, kid," Saitama smiled nonchalantly at the frozen Lily "You okay?" frowning slightly, the baldy shrugged and made his way inside.
Waving his hand in front of her face, King furrowed his brows "Hello?" waving his hand even more violently, the tall man blinked a few times "Hello? Are you alright?"
"Just take her in and close the door," Saitama quipped, who was already sprawled in the couch that sat in front of the large television "Last time we were here she was also like that,"
King nodded in agreement "Oh, alright," easily lifting the small girl by the waist, the tall man placed her by the side of the entrance gingerly before closing the door behind him.
"He patted my head!" blood rushed to Lily's face as the young girl squealed in delight.
Ignoring the scene that Lily was making behind him, King trudged into the living room; his eyes quickly turning towards the television that was displaying a fighting game of some sort.
"Hey, King!" Piko greeted, a challenging glint shone in his spectacles. A small smile tugged at the edge of King's lips "Hey," he replied.
"Want to test out Mega Artisan Feud XI?" the bespectacled Blizzard group member asked curiously, earning him an astonished look from King.
"You already have that?!" King asked in disbelief, rushing towards the spot beside Piko "Yep, just got it yesterday," Piko adjusted his spectacles without even looking at the other.
"Ohh! I want to give it a try!" King said eagerly, an all too apparent sliver of drool escaping from the side of his mouth "Hey, Saitama, wanna have a go against King?" Piko asked curiously, prompting his game to exit to the main menu.
"Pass," the baldy shook his head "I'm fine just watching," picking at his nose; Saitama shrugged "Plus King would just decimate me,"
"True enough,"
"Is everything going according to plan?" Genos tied an apron around his waist "Yep, everything is on schedule," Lashes replied, turning the fire off on the stove that he was using "Good," the cyborg started cleaning up used dishes.
"Where is miss Blizzard anyway?" Raising an eyebrow curiously and looking around, Genos was slightly confused as to why he hadn't seen the raven haired esper yet.
"Freshening up upstairs," Ape retorted, taking stacks of plates into his arms "She was tidying the place up for the past half hour before you guys came along,"
Smiling, Genos raised an eyebrow amusedly "Is that so?" placing the plates on the long table, Ape snorted "Yeah, she went crazy when Lashes casually mentioned you guys were coming over,"
"Something about "tidying the place up" and making it look "presentable"," Ape continued, going back to the kitchen to fetch some eating utensils.
"How about your end, Genos?" Lashes asked curiously, scooping copious amounts of udon stew into a large white bowl.
Sighing in disbelief, Genos shook his head "It's hard," shrugging, the cyborg stopped washing the dishes for a moment "I think master is at least a little bit interested in miss Fubuki,"
"I think,"
Lashes and Ape looked at Genos curiously, earning them a shrug from the cyborg "I am not sure. Master is rather reserved when it comes to his emotions,"
"We'll get there," placing a reassuring hand on the cyborg's shoulder, Lashes smiled "But for now, we have to make sure the two of them interact as much as possible,"
The three nodded in unison, silently agreeing to their machinations.
Steam oozed out of the bathroom as Fubuki exited it, while an invisible force rubbed the towel on her head onto her hair. Sitting on the small chair in front of her dresser, the esper looked at herself in the relatively large mirror.
Smiling slightly, Fubuki felt her face heat up when a quick image of Saitama had flashed before her mind's eye.
"Focus," she fumed, slapping at her cheeks slightly. With a wave of her hand, the doors to her clothes cabinet swung open, showcasing two dresses that would accentuate her figure well.
The one to her left was a dark blue one that was reminiscent of her usual dress, albeit showed much more skin. The other one, however, looked very much like the dress her older sister wore; only bigger.
"Hmm," Fubuki tapped at her chin, taking the dress to her left, she prompted the other one to go back into the cabinet. Taking off the towel that she draped over her body, Fubuki blinked at the dress that she chose for a few times.
Burying her face in her hands, Fubuki felt her face heat up "What am I doing?!" she reprimanded herself. Getting ready and prettying herself up for the baldy was too much. Plus they were only having lunch.
Taking a deep breath and composing herself, the esper took one more glance at the dress and steeled herself "I'm just trying to win him over into the group," she smirked, finally reassessing the reason as to why Saitama was even relevant to her.
Getting dressed and taking a look at herself in the mirror, Fubuki smiled, she was still as beautiful and attractive as she last checked.
Saitama's face flashed before her mind's eye once more, this time sporting that stupid nonchalant smile of his-
Feeling her face heat up, Fubuki groaned. Will she always fawn over that adorably bald newbie?
Hissing in irritation when she had thought of that, the esper stormed towards her door and prompted her shoes to fly towards her feet. Routinely putting them on without even looking below, Fubuki exited her room.
Ascending the stairs that led to their living room, Fubuki raised an eyebrow at the scene.
"Ohh! King you're awesome!" Saitama was on the edge of his seat, investing all of his focus on the television screen in front of him.
"Yeah, thanks," King retorted out of reflex. Piko was smiling nervously as beads of sweat ran down his face. Slowly going down the stairs while watching the three by the television curiously, Fubuki couldn't help but be drawn by how cute Saitama looked when he was smiling.
"What?" she blurted out at the same time King delivered a finishing blow to Piko's character, easily earning her the attention of the three males.
"Ah, miss Blizzard!" her bespectacled member shot up, straightening his posture "I think mister Lashes is done with the preparation of food,"
"I-is that so?" Fubuki stuttered "Then I suggest you join us for lunch," she cleared her throat, easily regaining her commanding demeanor "King, Caped Baldy," she nodded at the other two "Care to join us?"
Nodding in agreement, King placed the controller on one of the arms of the sofa before standing up "Yeah, I'm starving!" Saitama stood up and quickly turned towards the dining area.
Lunch was a breeze. Everyone socialized like normal, Saitama and company have been over for a few times already and everyone in the Blizzard group accepts them warmly in the household; even King, who was only a recent visitor.
Lashes' casserole and udon stew were divine, and Saitama couldn't stop gorging said food down his mouth. Everything was fine and dandy.
Except for the fact that Fubuki couldn't so much as touch her food; because she was too frozen in place to even move.
Lashes went and placed her seat right beside Saitama's. Again.
"Aren't you going to touch your food?" Saitama asked curiously, easily emptying the contents of his mouth into his stomach "Uh, y-yeah," Fubuki stuttered, surprised at the sudden interaction.
Taking a spoon and taking a sip from her udon stew, Fubuki lips formed into a small smile. It was nice stew, alright. Now eating at the same pace as the other occupants of the table, the esper eyed them all curiously.
Lashes and Ape were eating like normal, smug smiles on their faces. Genos was conversing with Lily; Fubuki heard something about robot parts, and was slightly confused at the dreamy look on the younger girl's face.
King and Piko were at the opposite end of the table, animatedly discussing something about games; which easily fluctuated between saving the world and, well, little girls.
Taking a glance to her left, Fubuki gulped audibly at the sight of Saitama. Gorging down on his food relentlessly, the baldy didn't let up for even a second.
Blinking a few times and stifling a giggle, the esper placed her cheek in her hand, smiling warmly at the sight of Saitama hungrily devouring his food.
She must have been staring for too long because Saitama had turned to look at her with eyebrows raised curiously "What?" he muttered from under all the food that was in his mouth.
Quickly breaking eye contact and frantically resuming her soup-sipping, Fubuki felt her face heat up "N-nothing!" the esper felt embarrassment overtake her brain. She was staring at Saitama with that stupid look on her face, what must he be thinking right now?-
Taking her chin and prompting her head to look at him, Saitama looked serious; but he wasn't angry. They held eye contact for a good five seconds before the baldy's eyes went southward, a cheeky grin appearing on his lips.
"Nice dress," he commented as he let go of her chin, earning him a flustered and unintelligible Fubuki.
Slamming his hands onto the table and snorting, Saitama turned to look at Fubuki "I'm sorry, but I just can't bottle this up any longer,"
Placing both of his hands on her shoulders, the baldy looked at her straight in the eyes. Fubuki could feel his breath tickle her nose and she was about to break away when Saitama had spoken.
"I love you!"
Pressing his lips against hers in a swift motion, the table erupted into a cacophony of amused and confused noises. Saitama pressed his tongue into her mouth, invading the space and reaching for every spot that he could.
Fubuki felt lightheaded and wrapped her arms around the baldy's neck, using one hand to caress his head. She used her tongue to push his backward, wanting to do some invading of her own.
"Don't lose, miss Blizzard!" Lashes cheered boisterously, pumping his fist into the air "Yeah, go and beat that baldy!" Ape hollered, doing similar actions as Lashes.
Breaking their union for a second to catch some air, Fubuki stared into Saitama's now lively eyes. They were scrutinizing her; and she felt as though the baldy were staring into her very soul.
Jumping right back into the action, the esper lunged towards Saitama, effectively making him sit down back on his seat. Sitting on his lap and using her free hand to tug at the collar of his shirt; Fubuki felt as though she was going to black out.
Saitama didn't fight back and allowed her to invade his mouth, which the esper accepted graciously. Tasting remnants of udon and casserole in his mouth just added more flavor to the already strangely sweet lips of the baldy.
Rolling her eyes in pleasure, Fubuki felt and heard her heart pound to a deafening degree. Closing her eyes and savoring the moment, the last thing that the esper heard was the muffled cheering of her companions.
Suddenly opening her eyes in surprise, Fubuki blinked owlishly a few times; instinctively reaching for the buzzing alarm clock at the side of her bed.
The esper pushed herself up and furrowed her brows at the mess that she had made. Her own saliva flooded the area where her head was resting on a few seconds ago. There were even the ghost of kiss marks along the sheets and the pillow.
Wiping at her mouth with the back of her hand, Fubuki blinked again a few times. Was that all just a dream?
Checking at the alarm clock beside her bed, Fubuki surmised that it is exactly the same day as it is in her dream. Burrowing her face into her pillows and groaning in disbelief, the esper sighed.
"Too good to be true," she whispered to herself. Groaning a bit longer in her bed, the esper sighed exasperatedly and stood up, shivering in surprise at the strange moisture by her nether regions.
Feeling her face heat up, Fubuki rushed towards her personal lavatory and quickly took a bath, wanting to burn the clothes that she was just wearing.
That was the most graphic dream she's had of the baldy; heck, that was the only dream she's had of the baldy all her life. Hugging her knees as vivid images of her dream came back to her, Fubuki groaned while slowly sliding downward into her tub.
Leaving her bathroom after bathing, Fubuki sighed in disbelief, wondering as to why she would even dream of something like that. Getting dressed that consisted of a large black shirt and a pair of shorts, the esper put on her fluffy rabbit slippers and exited her room.
Raising an eyebrow curiously at the ruckus that could be heard below, the esper stormed downstairs; not in the best of moods "Alright, what's happening?"
Pursing her lips at the sight of King and Piko playing a game with Saitama watching them, Fubuki quickly put her hands to her mouth "Oh, miss Blizzard!" Piko greeted, giving a quick look at his superior "Mister Lashes is done preparing breakfast, I think,"
King didn't even bother to look at her, while Saitama pushed himself upward from his position on the couch "Oh, hey," the baldy smiled slightly.
Furrowing his eyebrows slightly, Saitama looked at Fubuki from head to toe; smiling in a slightly teasing manner "Nice get up," feeling her face heat up, Fubuki turned around and ran up the stairs, slamming the door to her room behind her.
Jumping towards her bed and groaning whilst she buried her face into her pillows "Stupid, stupid, stupid!"
I'm probably going to invest a lot more time into this one, haha
Changed ratings because furious make out scene is furious.
So much for being a one-shot, eh?
Ah, well. Hope you guys enjoyed!
* If some of you guys are confused, they found King along the way.