Shicchi cleared his throat to get the attention of the S-class heroes, who were noisily chatting among themselves, eating, or engaged in arm wrestling matches that cracked part of the table. Seeing as it only half worked, he let out a relieved sigh.

"Can we please settle down? The Annual S-Class Meet can't go on when it's this disorganized..."

"Yeah, what's so different 'bout this one, eh? Ya sounded all scared or whatever on the phone."

Sneering towards the Minister Officer of Justice, Metal Bat kicked his feet up and onto the desk with a heavy slam, knocking over a few mugs. Child Emperor, subtly scooting away from the hot-headed delinquent, raised his hand.

"How early can we leave? I need to tutor a few of my peers as part of some extra credit work. Calculus, you must understand."

"Soon, I assure you. Now then, there's been a recent spike in media coverage on the S-class heroes. While I wouldn't exactly worry about this normally, there has recently been an, um, event. That took place just a few months ago."

"Oh, you're talking about Tornado getting together with that A-class guy."

"Yes Watchdog-man, I am talking about Tornado entering a relationship with A-class hero Caped Baldy."

A few snickers could be heard, although they were quickly silenced when Tatsumaki rose from her seat. If looks could kill, Shicchi would most probably be dead ten times over.

"His name is Saitama," she hissed, levitating up and towards Shicchi. "What about it, huh?"

"N-Now now, I never said it was wrong, Tornado, there's just...well...concerns."

Tatsumaki continued to glare at him for a few moments before returning to her seat. Disaster (somewhat) averted, Shicchi took out a handkerchief and dabbed at his forehead.

"'Fraid a gettin' your ass whooped by a lil' girl, Shicchi? Man, I-"

Metal Bat never got to finish his reply as there was a knock on the door. Turning their heads in confusion, the S-class heroes stared at it before it was ripped off it's hinges, revealing a casual Saitama carrying a brown bag in one hand and the door, complete with surrounding wall, in the other hand.

"...Oh. I meant to pull the handle, sorry. I can put it back."

"C-Caped Baldy?! What are you doing here, this is important S-class business only!"

Saitama let out another disinterested 'Oh' before setting the wall down to the side of the hallway for the time being.

"Came to drop this off for Tats. The meeting goes for like three hours, right? Dude, that's boring."

Walking past the dumbfounded heroes and waving hello to a smiling Bang, Saitama stopped at Tatsumaki's seat. Gently wrapping an arm around her neck, Saitama bent down a bit and embraced her from behind.

"Hey, I made your favorite; macaroni with ham. Be sure to eat on time and get back safely."

Lightly squirming in his grip, Tatsumaki lowered her face into his arm in an effort to hide her blush.

"S-Stupid Saitama, doing this in front of everyone...but, uh, thank you..."

Saitama nodded, placing the bag on the table. Slowly unwrapping his arm, Saitama turned around and sauntered towards the hole in the wall. Tatsumaki began to let out a sigh in relief before she heard the squeak of his heels on the tile.

"Oh, right. Tatsumaki?"

Turning around, Tatsumaki shot him a questioning look. Straight-faced as ever, Saitama stared right into her eyes.

"I love you."

Giving her a stiff wink, Saitama spun around and walked out. Whether he was flustered or happy in any capacity wouldn't be known due to his legendary poker face.

A melting Tatsumaki, however, was an entirely different story.

"Y-YOU IDIOT, SAITAMA! DON'T SAY SUCH THINGS LIKE THAT CASUALLY! GEEZ!"

"But it's true," she heard him call from down the hall, voice echoing off the walls. "I really do love you, you know?"

"Y-YOU...t-that's...aghhh!"

Slamming her face into the table, Tatsumaki groaned as the very tips of her ears turned red. Trying to shut out the whistles, chuckles and, even worse, congratulations, Metal Bat was the first to directly tease her.

"Gotta give it to that Saitama guy...he bested da great Tornado without liftin' a finger, wahaha!"

"That Saitama might not look like much, but isn't his attitude just charming?" Pri-Pri Prisoner let out a dreamy sigh. "Tatsumaki, dear, you've hit the jackpot!"

"Shut up!" was her muffled reply.

Shicchi clinked a teaspoon against his mug several times, taking the attention off of Tatsumaki for now.

"Settle down, settle down! Honestly...it's like dealing with children here."

Child Emperor shot up from his seat, face indignant.

"I will have you know that I am not a chi - ACK! GHK, CAGH!"

Choking on the lollipop in his mouth, Child Emperor nearly doubled over before Superalloy Blackluster flicked him on the back, causing him to spit it right into...something.

"Um, Emperor?"

"I-I'm fine...! Just...need to...guh..."

Watchdog-man elbowed him to look up, causing him to come face to face with an terrifyingly mad Tatsumaki. Glued to her hair was none other than the spittle-covered lollipop, causing him to start sweating furiously.

Letting out an irritated sigh, Shicchi picked up the corded telephone off the wall as he heard something explode behind him. Punching in an increasingly common number, he waited for the static to fizzle out before speaking.

"Yes, it's me. Call Caped Baldy, please. Why him? Tornado. Yes, it is a dangerous situation and yes, things are already being broken. Thank you so much."

A/N: Epilogue was a bit random, I was working while writing it and had to resort to iPad means. Sorry.

I noticed some questions in the reviews, and I wanted to answer them previously but I just forgot. Also sorry. But here they are now!

IamBurden: It was not showering, it was just a bath. While he probably did see something, remember that Tatsumaki was covering herself and that Saitama is generally a decent guy, so ogling wouldn't be his top priority in that situation.

FanFictionLeon: I will be inevitably writing more of this, so a date between heroes is very likely.

RecklessBaka: Who said Tatsumaki was the one who dunked Genos? Could've been Saitama or Rider out of modesty, who knows? Wink, wink, use your imagination.

ApprenticeofDaedalus: I chose Tatsumaki because like her sister, she's glimpsed Saitama's true strength but pretty much refuses to accept it. I think the power struggle here is more comfortable to me and in that regard you're right, but I can definitely see people pairing Fubuki up with our lovable bald hero.

Anonymoose: Not in this story, but the next one has a high chance of Fubuki showing up just because of the nature of the situation.