Hi everyone. I'm pretty young and I am relatively new to writing these stories. If I include anything in the story that sounds awkward, please let me know so I can fix it. Since I'm a huge One Punch Man fan, that's the story I'm going to be writing about. Also, if I felt like I wrote way too little, I will add a bonus chapter at the end to increase my count. Hope you enjoy.

Bolded Italics - Character Thoughts

Note: I will not be focusing on Flashy Flash. We will assume that Sonic simply lost against Flashy Flash. Then, they both defeated the other ninjas because they both hated the ninja village. Yes, and Flashy Flash will still be trying to "teach" Saitama.

Saitama stared at the old photo of himself. The 25 year old baldy could not believe how good-looking he was back then. He had fierce black eyes and clear, smooth skin. His chiseled jawline and his symmetrical face drew people in. Even back then, he was ripped, boasting a defined six pack even with a t-shirt on. But what stood out to him the most was his hair. The way his spiky black hair was messy but perfect filled Saitama with a dose of nostalgia. Sometimes, he really wished he wasn't bald.

But most of the time, he didn't really care about hair. In fact, it seemed as if Saitama didn't really care for anything at all. What Saitama really wanted was the rush of adrenaline. The feeling of fighting an equal or stronger opponent gave Saitama a familiar sense of euphoria each time. The way he could grow and become stronger was the cause of his emotion. But now that he had become too strong, all he could do was sit around and slowly wait for all his already faint emotions to disappear.

"Sensei! It seems as if you are beginning to grow nostalgic thoughts on your hair. Are you sure you would like me to decline the hair transplant Dr Kuseno so kindly offered?" Genos asked.

"Genos…who said anything about hair?!" Saitama wailed.

Genos blinked, and as quick a lightning, began scribbling notes on his 10th notebook.

"Saitama Sensei is a true genius. By risking the chance of mental instability by reminding himself of his prime, he is strengthening not only his mind, but his will as well!"

Saitama face palmed himself. That notebook was the last of the 20 pack Genos had gone through. And each pack had 10 notebooks!

Fuck! Genos is raising the bar yet again! I'm such a shitty teacher! I can't teach him shit. Uh… I need a break.

"Genos… I don't feel so well. Can you please go back to your apartment?" Saitama asked.

I see. Saitama Sensei's mental training is proving difficult even for him. I must not disturb.

"I understand Sensei! I will head back immediately. Would you like me to feed the dog and the teletubbie as well?" Genos offered.

"Yes, please," came Saitama's strained voice.

Saitama heard the door shut behind him. He sighed and put the picture inside of his pocket. He turned on his game console and began grinding.

It has been five weeks since Saitama moved into the apartment. After defeating the hero hunter dude and "fighting" with Fubuki's bratty older sister, Saitama could only binge-watch Friends and play games. He was bored out of his mind. Although he was an A-Class, the Hero Association didn't notify him a lot. All the growing monsters popping out of nowhere were easily taken care of by the S-Class and the Neo Heroes.

Saitama had heard from Genos that the Hero Association was beginning to grow unstable and that he should transfer to the Neo Heroes instead. However, Saitama didn't really care for which organization he worked for, so long as he got to fight monsters and keep the general public safe from harm.

While playing his rip-off Pokemon game, he thoughts turned to Fubuki. Saitama realized that since fighting with Tatsumaki, he didn't see Fubuki once. Before the battle, she would drop in one in a while and play games with him. But now, it seemed like she was purposefully ignoring him. Saitama didn't care if she was ignoring him, but he still felt a bit curious.

King was sitting in his apartment, kneeling down on the ground. His eyes focused on a 10 kilogram ( approximately 22 pounds) dumbbell, and he slowly clutched both his hands on the handle. Then, with all the power he had, he managed to pull it up, but only for two seconds.

"YES! YES! I BROKE 10 KILOGRAMS! IM GETTING FUCKING STRONG AS HELL! I CAN"T WAIT TO TELL SAITAMA BRO!" His shrill voice pierced through the air. The crows next to his window flew away.

He wiped the sweat off of his concentrated face and took off his jacket. He then sat on his couch and began playing Doki Doki Sisters.

"Hi Onii-Chan! Can you please take me to the movies?" the blond anime girl asked on the screen.

King smiled. Nothing was better than bringing his girlfriend to the movies. Not only could he increase his score, but buying her sweets would also increase his charm and intellectual points as well.

His smile faded when he realized that an S-Class could do way more than just carry 10 kilograms. He knew he had to get stronger fast in order to live up to his name, or he could be in serious trouble. He knew his luck was going to run out soon.

He stood up and turned off the AC. He then dropped to the ground on a push-up position and began counting.

100...99...98...97...

Genos was walking along the farmers market, trying to buy ingredients so he could make dinner for Saitama. He mostly stuck to bargains, as taught by his master, and fans of his were just staring at him as he haggled with the sellers.

Since he was a popular S-Class hero, people immediately began trailing him everywhere. Genos gritted his teeth, regretting his choice of not putting on a disguise. He eventually came across three Blizzard Bunch members: Eyelashes, Wild Ape, and Lily. Although he was not on good terms with Fubuki's lackeys, he still felt refreshed to see a familiar face that wasn't a fan.

Eyelashes dashed over to him quickly, a panicked expression on his face.

"Demon Cyborg! I apologize for speaking in such an abrupt tone, but we would like to ask for your help." Eyelashes panted.

Suddenly, the group that was trailing Genos turned into a blur of blue, and they flew away towards the horizon. Genos, recognizing this blue hue, flew towards his crowd of fans and safety dropped them on the ground.

Genos looked up, and saw a drunk Fubuki squirming in the air, her eyes glazed. Her hair was a mess, and her usually composed face was streaked with a light blush and a goofy smile. In other words, she was a crazy lady.

Fubuki extended one of her hands, with the other holding a bottle of liquor. Her subordinates then began to float up in the air. They were desperately waving at Genos to save them.

Genos narrowed his eyes. What is Miss Blizzard doing in a farmer's market, drunk and intoxicated? Deciding to help, he extended a rope from his arm and tied her up, releasing the rest of the group. She then fell into a deep sleep.

"Thank you, Mr. Demon Cyborg." Ape respectfully bowed, quite relieved.

"W..Would i..it b..be any trouble to take Lady F..Fubuki back to the hotel and then take us back h..home? Lady F..Fubuki broke the car. W..We were out so that the B..Blizzard Bunch could s..set up a surprise for her birthday tomorrow. W..we were p..planning for Lady F..Fubuki to sleep a..at a hotel so she wouldn't know about the surprise. However, while we ate lunch, F..Fubuki d..drank too much liquor" Lily stuttered.

Genos wanted to go home as soon as possible so he could cook food for his master. But, realizing he could take advantage of the situation, he simply smiled.

"In only one condition." he grinned mischievously.

Genos, recently rebuilt with outstanding technology, extended his body so the other members could grab onto him. He then flew the members back to their HQ. After arriving back to his apartment, he could not contain his excitement as he realized he made an incredible discovery.

Master is starting to undergo mental training. But what if there's more to it than that. Maybe he just missed his prime stages because of the involvement of women! Fubuki may not be my first pick, but she is the only female acquaintance I've ever seen sensei have. The blonde ninja may look like a girl, but I believe that sensei does not find him attractive. Fubuki's older sister is too much of a brat for sensei to like. Since Fubuki's birthday is tomorrow, and the Blizzard gang or whatever they're called are throwing her a surprise, me taking the opportunity to ask them to let sensei join was a splendid idea! I must inform sensei at once!

Genos knocked on Saitama's door, and was eager to deliver the news to his master.

"Oh, hi Genos." Saitama's nonchalant voice replied.

"Saitama Sensei! Tomorrow is Miss Fubuki's birthday. Her unworthy subordinates have invited you to join them tomorrow"

"I don't wanna go. I'm too tired."

"I see. Are you absolutely certain?"

"Yes"

"They promised free buffet"

[SILENCE]

"Should I bring a present?" Saitama asked.

Fubuki woke up later that same day with an overwhelming hangover. She was on her bed, posed in an awkward position. Her entire body was sore, and her neck was aching from the left. She automatically knew she was drinking, but she didn't remember much. Trying to recall the events that had happened before she fell asleep, she got up from the bed and attempted to hover in the air. Much to her satisfaction, however, Fubuki's powers did not work.

It must be that damn headache. Uh, I need to get a grip.

She scanned her surroundings. She was back at her 5-star hotel room. She smiled. She already knew that the Blizzard Bunch was going to throw her a surprise party. While else would they shoo her out of the HQ?

She decided that she should probably take a shower before going to bed. It was late, after all. Thoughts of Saitama rushed through her pounding brain as she was cleaning herself up.

That damned baldy. After all we went through, you still regard me as an acquaintance. Am I that meaningless to you? What about when we shared hot pot? This man… he completly pissess me off.

What Fubuki couldn't explain was why she really cared about Saitama anyway. After all, they haven't even known each other for a year. But still, Fubuki felt drawn to him. Something about that man was so interesting to her.

She suddenly began thinking about how his abs stuck out from his suit and how his arm muscles bulged from his sleeves. Trying to stop these strange thoughts, she tried to pinch herself. Then, his face appeared in her head. Not the obnoxious nonchalant face he seemingly always held, but the serious face that he sometimes made. His rounded eyes would become sharper, and his jawline was so sharp it could cut her finger. She blushed, fearing the fact she was starting to find Saitama attractive.

Thoughts like these didn't matter anyway. Even if she was interested, Saitama would never feel the same way. Calling her an acquaintance proved it. Not talking to her for 5 weeks straight after fighting with Tatsumaki also didn't help it either. She sighed as she blow dried her raven black hair. She couldn't wait to see what the Blizzard Bunch would do with her tomorrow.

Bonus Chapter 1.5: A Harmless Prank

Black Sperm was having a difficult time living with the boss. Although he felt thankful he wasn't dead, Saitama was already starting to neglect both of his pets. Rover didn't really mind, though. Saitama at least tried sometimes to walk him. Black Sperm was always left to do housekeeping and chores.

One day, while lying inside the dog house, Black Sperm felt hella bored. He just finished his meal, and Rover was walking with the hairy butterfly and the Toad head.

Black Sperm stood up, and decided to go explore the area a bit. Knowing full well that he would be caught as a monster, he kept to the shadows of the roofs. He still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that his boss was living with so many heroes. He still didn't know where he was living after all this time.

Now curious, he walked through the doors into the main building. He was completely unaware that he was entering the meeting hall for the S-Class heroes. He slowly creeped along the corridor until he heard a familiar cocky voice.

"I know that the Neo Heroes are beginning to take over the hero business. What does that have to do with me anyway?"

"Listen, Atomic Samurai. You are the Hero Association's strongest backup hero. Blast is absolutely nowhere to be seen. Tatsumaki is becoming too reckless and dangerous for us to trust. That's why we're counting on you to do this job." Sitch explained.

"What exactly is my job? Why should I be the one to do this anyway."

"To answer your second question, you are well respected and we can absolutely guarantee you can get the job done. " Sitch repeated again, fully aware of how dense the samurai could be.

"So what's my job anyway?" Atomic Samurai felt proud that he was the one HA now turned to.

"Well, we want you pretend to join them in order to clog all the toilets in their tower. I believe this is the only way to get them to come to us."

NOTE: The bonus chapter obviously did not happen.

Alright guys! So that is my first ever chapter completed. Please, if you didn't find any of it interesting and you have a reason, let me know so I can fix it. Although I'm having lots of fun with this, my main goal at the moment is to develop my writing skills. If you enjoyed it, I would love to read your comments about this as well. Thank you so much if you read until the end. I'll see you guys next time!