A loud boom came from behind you and his presence moved.

'He broke the sound barrier?' You thought, keeping tabs on him. You felt him zoom all around you like a mosquito on steroids.

'Is he buttering us up, or some shit?' You thought, letting out a yawn. When Sonic landed on a tree and rushed towards you, you and Saitama both turned your heads to him.

"Can we go home?" He asked. With a stuttering gasp, Sonic spun forward, kicking out his leg. You raised your hand and guided it away from you two. At this, Sonic let out another gasp. Saitama raised his fist and let Sonic fall onto it, balls first.

"Checkmate," he said. His fist and his balls connected. Your brows shot up.

"Sorry! That wasn't on purpose. I meant to stop before hitting you... but your momentum carried my fist into your..."
Sonic jumped away from you. You had to cover your mouth and turn away to hide yourself. You were laughing just a little too hard.

"I've worked every job from assassin to bodyguard," Sonic spoke, "No ninja is more deadly. I am Speed-O-Sound Sonic! But I'm putting my work on hold. Now that I've found such formidable opponents... I'm dedicating myself to training until we settle this. Let me know your names!"

"... it's Saitama..."

"Y-Y/n..." You said through your quiet fits of giggles.

"Saitama! Y/n! Next time we meet, it'll be your demise!" He pointed a finger at you, but his tone had gone unsteady.

"Du-dude... you're shaking..." You said, letting out a rather loud and obvious snort.

"... okay..." Saitama said awkwardly.

"I, Speed-O-Sound Sonic, the ultimate ninja... will bring you down without fail!"

"Train hard!" Saitama said, clenching his fist.

"Pfftttt--HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!! BITCH ASS LOSER!!" You broke down, falling to the ground and clutching your stomach.

~
"Speed-O-Sound Sonic? Who is that? And who would possess such a redundant name?" Genos asked. When you returned to your apartment, your loyal disciple popped over for a visit.

"Some self-proclaimed ninja," you replied, taking a bite out of an apple. You were leaning against the chabudai. (A short-legged Japanese table)

"He suddenly appeared, declared we were rivals, and took off," Saitama said.

"You forgot the part where you punched him in the balls."

"That wasn't my fault!"

"If he is a nuisance, I will get rid of him," Genos said.

"Well, you're hardly different," Saitama commented. You nudged him slightly.

"Don't be rude."

"Actually, why are you here again? Go home. It's not like we're related."

"Sensei, I must become stronger--"

"Shut up!" Saitama leaned forward on the table. "I am now aware of a serious problem and am reeling from shock. So I beg you, go home for today."

"A serious problem?" Genos repeated. "What could cause a problem for someone as great as you? Please share with me."

"He probably missed a sale," you replied blandly. A few seconds of tense silence passed.

"... no one knows who I am."
Genos gasped from next to you, and you sighed.

"That's my cue to sleep before he goes on a ramble. Night you two."

"But it's early evening," Genos replied, watching you stand up.

"Same thing." You hopped in your futon. "Goodnight!"

~
"... what the hell is this?" You asked Saitama, who placed a piece of paper down in front of you.

"It's an application for the hero test," he replied, sitting down next to you.

"Hero test?" You inquired.

"Yeah, for the Hero Registration."

"... when the fuck did I say I wanted to be a hero."

"You didn't, but you're doing it with my anyways."

"God fucking dammit Saitama."

~
You looked down at the paper in your hand.

'S Class - 100/100'

"Well, I suppose it's easy to get ahead when you can manipulate those in charge." You slipped the paper back into the evelope.

"Miss Y/n... there will be a seminar for successful candidates at 4:00 p.m. Please come to Lecture Hall Number 3."

'Maybe I'll meet back up with the others.' You walked out of the locker room.

~
When you arrived at the lecture hall, Saitama and Geon were already sitting at a desk.

"Oh, you passed too!" Saitama waved at you.

"Of course, I expected nothing less of you," Genos added.

"Of course I did!" You replied, "Did you think I'd fail?" You pulled out a seat next to their desk and sat in it.

"What rank are you?" Saitama asked.

"S Class. You?"

"... uh, well--"

"He's C rank," Genos said from his side.

"C?" You inquired, brows furrowing. "You failed the written part, huh?"

"SHUT UP!!"
The door opened, and a main wearing a pimp coat walked in, going over to the podium in the front.

"First, congratulations on passing," he said. That's when you heard Saitama chewing on gum.

'Oh wow, that's gonna get annoying.'

"Now, one of you only made it on a fluke..." He said, clearly annoyed. "So unless you want your luck to go to waste... I better see you giving it your all. And don't get all puffed up! From here on, keep your hero status in mind and act modestly!"

"You sound like a hyper-religious family," you commented flatly.

"After all, your faces will be placed on the Hero Association website."
Saitama blew a bubble.

"... did you hear me--? That goofball head of yours is gonna be shown to the whole world. If you don't want to humiliate yourselves..." He then jumped on the desk and starting doing... something? I don't actually know. "Aspire to be a fine hero like me!"

"Bitch you look like a dirty shoelace, sit down."
A vein popped in his temple.

"What did you say...?"
Saitama blew a bubble so big, when it popped, it covered his entire face.

"Sensei!" Genos exclaimed as the two of you watched him try to pull it off his skin.

"As a Class A hero, I have some influence over the Association," he said, "I'll make sure those who behave irresponsibly... lose points and get demoted. Don't you forget it!"

"We probably will." You stood up. "Let's go, I think we're done here."

"Right." The two followed your lead, leaving Pimp Man behind in the room.

~
You and the other two walked over together. It was late into the evening--the sun was going down.

"Apparently, the Hero Association was formed about three years ago," Genos explained. Saitama hummed.

"So it's only been three years?"

"It was after the grandchild of a millionaire was attacked by a monster. The child was saved by a passerby. When Agoni heard what had happened... he came up with this system and used his fortune to establish the Hero Association."

"What a touching story," you said from the side.

"Well, they put on some pretty boring seminars," Saitama spoke.

"In any case, as new heroes, we'll be known around the world. Now we can work with our heads held high." Genos stopped walking. "Senseis." You and Saitama turned to look at him.

"I guess I'm now officially your disciple."
You and Saitama looked at each other.

"Please continue to guide me as my mentors."

"Yeah, sure..." You replied.

"All right, Senseis. Good night." Genos bowed slightly to you two.

"Yeah, see you," Saitama replied with a small wave. Genos turned and walked down the opoosite street.

"... well that was fun," you commented dryly.

Ja ne!

{Ruby Red}