Author's Note: Finally at 10 chapters with this story! It took a million writers block and long days of updating but I finally made it!

Sorry for updating after a week or so, I've been having trouble trying to fit these updates with job interviews I've been getting these last 2 weeks. I should be okay for now though.

Anyways, enough of the chit chat and let's get on with it.

Sonic placed both his hands on his nada, succumbing more to the aching pain half his body felt, shivering uncontrollably.

"This is the second time I literally unintentionally hit you right in your manhood man…" Saitama recollected the very first skirmish the two had, which ended almost identically to this one: an unintentional hit in the balls.

"Second? Does he like getting hit in the balls?" Fubuki snorted with laughter. To think a ninja like Sonic to be mistreated like that would be hilarious to the Esper.

"It… wasn't… my intention…" Sonic let out heavy wheezing.

"Wasn't my intention either buddy." Saitama placed his left hand on his neck, feeling stressed at seeing the ninja in an aching manner.

Even with all the pain coursing through the man's body, Sonic barely managed to get up using his sword to lean on. "We'll meet… again… Saitama…" And with his final words, the Ninja fled.

"That guy is annoying." Saitama blurted out.

"I can tell, you actually fought him when we first met." Fubuki remembered that anecdote.

"Did I? I don't recall." The bald hero had forgotten.

"It was the day I was trying to recruit you to my Blizzard group," Fubuki explained. "Back when I wad still a terrible kind of hero."

"Oh, now I remember, Geno's was fighting with him first if I recall." Saitama now recollected that anecdote himself.

"Yeah." She confirmed.

"Well, shall we continue with the whole training then?" The bald hero quickly changed the topic.

"I don't see why not?"

…

"Other than the whole incident with the shapeshifter, enemy activity is still zero." One of Metal Knight's robot at the S-Class meeting said.

"None have appeared on our radar." The Child Emperor added.

"Then where the hell are they!?" Metal Bat yelled. For two of the smartest heroes in the organization, he was getting pissed off with them telling the whole group about enemy inactivity.

"My concerns about their whereabouts are as high as yours." The Man only known as Bearded Worker also voiced his concerns.

"I mean we've dealt with the corruption in our organization, an alien invasion and the remnants of the Monster Association, so why is it so hard for you smartasses to find the monsters?" Tatsumaki slammed her fist on the desk.

"Well either they are all dead or they are somewhere where their heat signatures aren't being detected, and those are my conclusions." Genos answered.

"Well we've already made search parties and searched at the outskirts of town and every other nook and cranny they can hide in." Bang added in to the conversation.

"And we still came out empty-handed?" Atomic Samurai raised an eyebrow.

"Unfortunately, yes." Bang answered.

"So if there's nothing to report, can I go home now?" Of course King would be the first to say this. "I got these new games I've been meaning to play…"

"Would you please stop with your constant nagging of your games?" Drive Knight retorted at the man. "It gets quite irritating."

"As much as the next person wants to spend investigating the inactivities of our foes, I'd rather much sit my ass in front of my TV and play my game, thank you very much." King retorted back.

"Maybe if you spent half your ass playing games, maybe we'd actually find those monsters!" Tatsumaki butted into their conversation, after all, it was a meeting.

"You know, maybe that mean ass personality you have may have driven the monsters to kill themselves," Atomic Samurai now butted into Tatsumaki. "I mean, after all, you drive anybody mad little girl."

"Oh no…"

"WHY YOU LITTLE-"

"ENOUGH!" Bearded Worker stopped their little arguing. "We are all heroes here- well you guys but still, y'all should have some decency towards each other."

"Tch, decency my ass." Metal Bat rolled his eyes.

"Come on now, we should rather continue our search," Genos tried to get back on topic. "Maybe it's the work of a new monsters making every other Monster undetectable to our radars."

"That's another possibility." Child Emperor agreed with Genos.

"We can't just let out guards down, even with no monsters activity," Bang said. "We don't want another unexpected incident like with the Shapeshifter."

"Yeah." Bearded Worker agreed.

"Are we done now?" King asked.

"Yes, this concludes our meeting for today."

…

"I stand corrected, I thought this training would be easier…" Fubuki panted, halfway done with her 10 kilometer run.

The Esper wiped away the sweat coming down from her forehead, stopping mid run for a break. Standing underneath the shade, the woman was exhausted. Goddamn, she took in small breaths. This heat is killing me…

After several seconds of catching her breath, Fubuki continued her run through the park.

Almost finishing after several minutes of running, she saw her boyfriend, Saitama, standing where they stood, waiting for to finally finish.

"You're almost there! Keep it up!" He encouraged.

With those words, Fubuki wasted the last bit of energy she had and ran to him, stopping right next to him, exhausted, almost dehydrated, sweaty and smelly. "I… did it…" She panted.

"Now, tell me how easy my training sounded." Saitama smirked.

"Shut… it…" Fubuki caught her breath once more.

"Well, we're all done now with the training." Saitama told her.

"Thank… the gods…" She placed her hands on her knees.

"Should we head back to the hospital now?" He asked as he handed the Esper a water bottle.

She yanked it from his hand, opening the bottle and jugging the water in a matter of seconds. After doing so, Fubuki was now in her calm posture. "What time is it?" She asked.

"It's 3 about to be 4." He answered.

"It's still rather early for me to go back to the hospital," she replied. "Besides, I still have all day until nighttime to be with you."

"Alright, what shall we do for the next few hours then milady?" Saitama smiled brightly at the Esper.

"Well first, let's get out of these sweaty clothes…"

After changing back to their regular clothing at a public restroom at the park, the couple now had all afternoon and evening to themselves.

"What shall we do?" The two walked together. Instead of working out at the park now, the two admired the beauty of the park as they strolled it.

"I don't really know," Saitama has his arms behind his neck, acting like a pillow of a sorts. "We have all this time together yet, here we are, walking in this park like chumps."

"It's a nice day, at least we should be happy that no one besides that Ninja guy to have bother us now." Fubuki remarked at the Bald man.

"I guess you're right about that." He chuckled.

They continued to walk. They made their way to a bridge that overlooked the large pond the park had.

From the horizon, they saw a group of geese: a mother and it's 5 hatchlings behind it. The sun's smudge colors vibrated the pond, increasing it's beauty tenfold. "It's so pretty." Fubuki admired.

"Would it be cheesy for me to say that it's not as pretty as you?" Saitama chuckled at his compliment.

"Yes, but at least you tried." She turned to look at him, seeing his smile (and his head) shine brightly with the sun. The sole image made her smile.

"It worked at least," he could see her smile. Her emerald eyes glowing so brightly with the sunset's beaming rays. "I could see that pretty smile of yours."

"It wasn't the compliment that made me smile," she put herself closer to him. "That was all you and your smile."

"Well, glad to know my smile affects you like that." The two continued to set their eyes at the horizon.

Saitama wrapped his right arm on her waist and placing his head on her right shoulder. Fubuki crossed her arms, placing them over his right arm, enjoying the heroes embrace.

What seemed like the visual effect of heaven lasted like a lifetime, ended when the sun finally set.

"This was relaxing." Saitama was the first to speak after almost a whole hour of not speaking a word.

"It definitely was." The two stopped their embrace, now stretching their arms high above there heads.

Saitama looked at his time. From just walking to enjoying the sunset, his clock said 6 P.M. "We still have a couple of hours, want to go catch something to eat?" Saitama suggested.

"I am starving." Her belly spoke.

The two walked out of the park and now found themselves finding a restaurant that best fit their tasting desires.

"What about that one?" Fubuki pointed at a Sushi restaurant.

"Sushi? You're really craving sushi?" Saitama gave her a perplexed look, as the two walked by many restaurants.

"Well I'm a starving woman, anything would be great." She exclaimed at him.

"How 'bout there? The sign says they're serving ramen noodles!" The bald hero suggested.

"Maybe," she took the suggestion in. "What about there? They're serving stir fried Mongolian Beef."

"Hmm, why not?"

…

Genos had finally arrived home. With Saitama still out with Fubuki, it gave Genos some time to himself. "Ah, home sweet home."

He threw his shoes off of him and put on his slippers. As he made his way through the living room and into the kitchen, his phone started to vibrate in his pocket.

Caller ID: Drive Knight, of all the S-Class heroes that would call him, he never expected the shapeshifting hero to call him. "Must be urgent."

He answered. "Hel-"

"No time to talk!" From what Genos can discern, the man sounded like he was running away from someone or something. "You were right! There is a new type of enemy!"

"New type?" Was the man talking about the enemy he suggested? The one that can hide from any radar?

"Yes!" The man was panting, almost in a pain induced way. "From the meeting we had just earlier!"

"What's happening Knight!?" He could hear the man's sprinting.

"They… ambushed me… three of them…" His breathing was becoming worse every second. "They came from the shadows…"

"Tell me where you are right now, I'm sending back up!" Genos yelled at his phone.

"I'm at-" Suddenly the call broke up.

"Drive Knight!? Drive Knight!?"

…

"That'll be 57 dollars." The cashier told Saitama.

"57 dollars!?" The bald hero was appalled at the price.

"Yes." The man confirmed.

"Jesus Christ…" Without complaining too much, the bald hero took his wallet out and took out the amount of money needed to pay for his and Fubuki's dinner. "Here."

"Thank you," the cashier took out some change. "Here's your change."

"Thanks." Saitama groaned at the amount. He walked back towards where Fubuki stood, waiting for her man.

"How much was it?" She asked as the two started to walk out of the restaurant.

"57 dollars." Saitama sighed.

"57 dollars!? For just the two plates we had!?" She was just as surprised as him.

"Now, now, we did also have that dessert." Saitama remarked.

"Still, that amount is pretty ridiculous." Fubuki didn't ponder as much.

"Yeah I gue-" Saitama's sentence was cut short when something fell right in front of the two.

"Is that…?" Even before being able to finish her sentence, she covered her mouth, looking at the horror in front of her.

"Drive Knight." The hero's head, decapitated from his body as it laid in disgust, with it's bloodshot eyes staring right at the couple.

Saitama quickly went into the street and looked up at the building. "Up there!" He see's the killer, looking over at his kill at the edge of the building.

Rushing up there, Saitama took a great leap, making it to the top of the building with no effort.

At the top of the building, he sees the rest of Drive Knight's body and the killer standing right over it. The man, more machine than anything, with a color as dark as the night, it's body as hard as steel and his red vizor, as evil as hell. He held his sword with his right hand, now bringing it in front of his house, welding it with both hands now.

"Who the hell are you!?" Saitama yelled at the man.

"My name is none of your concerns." The man said with a deep mechanical tone.

"Okay Mr. None-of-your-concerns, you just murdered Drive Knight, an S-Class Hero." Saitama exclaimed.

"I know exactly who I killed," the man hovered around the hero's dead body. "He was nothing but prey."

"So, half robot and half man, wishes he looked like Batman and acts like a condescending assassin, am I right?" Saitama readied his stance.

"You think you're clever, don't you?" The assassin walks slowly.

"I am, question is, how dumb are you? Any minute now, more heroes would appear and you would be apprehended by them." Saitama retorted back.

"I am not concern by them," he readied his blade. "They cannot attack what they can't see."

"What?" The man suddenly disappeared in front of Saitama.

Looking at all over his surroundings, he had no vision of the man.

Unknowingly warping space to teleport, the man teleported right behind Saitama, ready for the killing blow. "Die!"

The bald hero reacted, dodging the attack and quickly counteracted with his own. "Normal Punch!" He struck the man right in the jaw, hitting him towards the water tower.

From the looks of it, the punch ended the battle. "Saitama!" Fubuki had finally joined him, levitating herself to the top of the building.

"I'm alright." He knew the question she was going to ask.

"And what about the enemy?" She can see the man, stuck in the water tower.

"I think I killed him." He answered.

"Your time… is coming…" The assassin pulled himself out of the tower, barely able to walk and stand. "The Hero Association will fall, the Darksiders will come back… Back to take back this damn country!" The cyborg pulled off his chest armor.

"Fubuki, get down!" Saitama instantly grabbed her, jumping off the building.

"Everyone…. DIES!" The cyborg self-destructed, causing an explosive that destroyed the top of the building and shook the buildings around it.

Every car alarm now sounded nearby sounded and every person who saw the building blow up, couldn't take away their eyes from it, a fiery hell that loomed over their heads.

Author's Note: Sooooo yeah, I finally added an antagonist to this story, yipe!

I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Also, I'm not looking for any editors at the moment. Considering how wack my updating schedule is, I'm safe to say that I won't look for one until after I'm done with the story… which may take a long while though.

Other than that, like I said, hope you enjoyed the story. I will see you next time.