So a lot of people have been asking, so I finally updated after a very long time. I apologize for leaving it for so long, my creative flow has been all over the place. I've been really busy with other stuff too, busy life

So Kaede and Madoka bond a little and confront her bullies, and Saitama asks to meet her new friend. I wonder how Kaede and saitama will interact XD

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Madoka leaned against the wall quietly as she watched her classmates from the roof go about their time in the playground below. Their echoing screams and chatter radiating from the ground, as much as she tried to block them out. Did they know nothing of volume and toning it down? Why did people have to be so annoying? She had no idea how she had coped with it when she was a child, probably because she was too naive to understand that people were annoying jerks.

She had never understood the mindset of half her classmates, they never seemed to ever have any interesting conversations. It was always the same crap that seemed to blend together, like they had no unique thoughts and interests. Just following the crowd and doing anything that seemed cool as to not seem boring or become the topic of harassment from their peers. She would rather be an outcast than be another boring clone.

She could already mentally picture them standing in front of a bathroom mirror as they fixed their hair or applied their makeup. Probably having conversations about the usual popular crap that she tended to avoid at all costs like the plague. Fashion, make up, cute boys, diet trends and all that crap, bland, boring and unoriginal topics of conversation. Idolizing the latest models or talking about how their parents knew someone cool despite seeming so vapid and attention seeking.

She was teased for being quiet, reading and getting good grades in her class. Yet she was focused, intelligent and loved knowledge. When did those things become a bad thing? Was this why her generation were growing up stupid? Because they followed the herd instead of making their own path? They used social media to gain attention and fame and yet used it as a tool to hurt others. God, she was in a school full of jerks.

She grabbed her drink and took a sip, lulling over these thoughts in her mind. Maybe the reason that people didn't like her was because she was too smart for her own good. Other people didn't like being made to look like fools, so they reacted with blind rage out of embarrassment. Saitama praised her with affection for who she was, he believed in her. But everyone at her school treated her like a freak or a loser. So, she was starting to learn that it wasn't her, the problem was the people in school. They couldn't fathom that people had a different opinion than them.

They couldn't seem to get the fact that she liked reading, she loved fiction and her idols were not always real but fictional. She loved animals and cooking, she was a tomboy but also a girl. She didn't like shopping much unless it was to do with her hobbies and enjoyed alone time. She wasn't a freak, she was introverted. Maybe if they got to know her instead of judging her they would see she wasn't weird, they were stupid.

She sighed heavily, all this thinking was making her head hurt. She had promised not to think too many negative thoughts again, but it was hard. She had always been a thoughtful person, always curious and questioning things. Once she was praised for it as a child, now as a teen she was called a problem child. Maybe that was why her parents were never around, they would rather focus on their work than have to deal with their problematic Otaku daughter.

"Up here alone again huh?" a familiar voice replied. He had tried looking for her around the school but didn't find her. Then he reflected on her loner nature and figured she would come up here to avoid other people. He guessed she used this as her hiding place to avoid her harassers, which was on her half pretty clever. He should try the same with half of his idiot classmates who talked about sex and girls all day.

Madoka looked up quietly, her violet eyes calm and yet curious. "So, you found me, sorry I don't have a prize" she replied bluntly. Seems her peace and quiet was short lived as always, though she was surprised he figured out her hiding place. She wasn't completely displeased to see him, but she had been enjoying solitude for a while before she had to return to the classroom and block out the world around her again.

Kaede shrugged, she was far more interesting than half the people in his class anyway "You're here, I got what I wanted" he replied. He liked her company, she wasn't like the other girls in their class. She was unique and her own person, not like those wannabe popular girls who faked personalities to impress people. She didn't care who liked her, she was true to herself and never tried to fit in with anyone.

Madoka smirked a little, he wasn't subtle, was he? "Easy to please aint ya?" she teased. But she was touched he put in so much effort to see her. He didn't have to force himself to see her, he just felt a connection to her. She appreciated that. It was nice to meet another classmate who wasn't an asshole. Someone who was honest about how he felt but spoke his mind because he wanted to. Not because he wanted to fit in and make her life miserable for amusement.

"I got a few things to tell you, if you're not too busy" he replied. He had heard about a few new nerdy things that she may be interested in, as well as a few trendy places she may be interested in. Besides, if they went together, he could keep an eye on her. When they were apart he often worried about what those girls would be scheming to do to her. They just loved to make her life a living hell.

Madoka raised her eyebrow, was he going to warn her about any new pranks from her classmates? Was this something about homework or just about something nerdy? She had no idea, but she knew better than to not take possible advice. She shifted and nodded at the space beside her, accepting him to join her. Its not like they had anything better to do and she did like having someone to mutually bond with.

"I heard about this new stall that is only available for a couple of days, sells plushie merch and stuff. I thought you may like that's sort of thing, since we both love nerdy stuff" he explained. A girl like her possibly got lonely from time to time. So why not have something comfy and cuddly to hold when she went to bed to make her feel better. She deserved to be spoiled given half the crap she had to endure on a daily basis.

Madoka's eyes lit up a little, it was good to have a friend on the inside for this sort of thing. She usually had to web browse for hours or came across it by chance, now she had a friend to help with this sort of thing. To know about it in advance. "Any particular fandom, or just a random plushie stall?" she asked. If it was one of the basic mill teddy bear plushie things she wasn't interested. That sort of thing was boring, she had never really liked teddy bears all that much. She preferred rabbits or unicorns as a little girl.

Kaede peered at her, how easily her eyes lit up when it came to one of her hobbies was adorable. Knowing she still had a sense of innocence to her made him happy, she had a strong spirit that could not be broken. He wanted to go with her. to see her happy, to see her be able to feel comfortable with herself. To see what she looked like when she was happy compared to her usual distant nature. That would be something he would treasure. "Not a clue, it was one of those random ads, but I thought you would like it" he replied casually. He liked surprises though, it made it all the more exciting. Unknown territory, not being able to predict what the outcome would be, it was rather thrilling in a sense.

Madoka sighed from disappointment, but she appreciated the information. But she would need more details on the day it was being held and what time, if it was during school then they had no chance, but she could always skip. Its not like anyone would miss her or give a crap. It gave her something to look forward to at least, a nice distraction from her otherwise boring school life. A mental escape from the crap she had to deal with in real life.

"Did you hear about freaky ghost girl? Apparently, she's been seen with a guy"

"What? No way, how the hell can a freak like her get a guy? I bet he's older, like some pervert or something"

"Did you guys hear? She was seen out front with that bald wannabe hero, Caped baldy and demon cyborg"

"WHAT? That loser knows demon cyborg? How does a loser like that have ties to a hero like that?"

"Maybe she sent photos or something? I wouldn't put it against her? She has to get love somehow".

Madoka sat in the classroom with Kaede, side by side in the classroom as they sat in silence while enjoying some manga. Him having brought some from home to read together, exchanging new series to share. Being able to share their common bond. They had come to feel comfortable with one another's company, not expecting anything from one another. Sharing a common bond of content and trust, being outcasts together instead of alone.

After washing up their lunchboxes they had decided to sit in the classroom until classes started. May as well make the most of what little time they had before they had to sit through another boring class. The best part of their day was when they could finally go home and have some peace and quiet. Finding school to be boring, chaotic and full of a lot of people they could not stand. All desperate to be loved and popular, taking advantage of the weak.

"Oh look, seems the little freak has gotten herself a pet. But then losers stick together anyway" a wicked cackle replied from the classroom. They hadn't quite believed it to be true. Though he wasn't bad looking for a boy, he was still very immature and baby faced, but then that suited her.

Madoka looked up, so much for peace and quiet. She figured a few people would hear about her friendship with Kaede and jump to conclusions. Had they nothing better to be doing? Yes, there was someone in this school that liked her, they shared a common bond. Someone who actually took the time to know her.

"She just picks them up like flies, she may have persuaded him the same way she did that bald guy" another mocked. How long had it been going on? This was going to be fun. But they would keep quiet if she did something for them, there was no way she was getting out of this one.

"How much do you think she asks for? I'd say a lot given she's a freak" the third cackled. Wouldn't the teachers find this interesting? Knowing a high school student was seen with a stranger. She wouldn't be able to show her face around school if that got out.

Madoka blinked, thinking this over. She knew they were mocking Kaede, given she was not known for having any friends. But then what did they mean by… oh shit. They were talking about Saitama. That time he had come to visit her at school when she had been pushed around and had trash dumped on her. When he caught her cleaning up and bumped into her by chance. Someone had seen that? Of course, these bitches would make up stories of her sleeping around. They just loved to make her life a misery, because having one good thing in her life was too much for them. God they were pieces of human trash.

"Makes sense she would go for older bald men, being the only guys who would even give her a second glance" another mocked. How sad she was. Desperately seeking attention from a guy who was stupid enough to seek validation from a loser like her to feel good about himself.

Madoka gripped her fists tightly into balls, rage igniting inside of her. She was used to people talking like crap about her. She had dealt with it ever since she came to this school, but she would never allow anyone to talk badly about Saitama. Saitama had saved her life when she was at her lowest. He gave her hope when she had lost everything. He was her saviour, he was her mentor. He showed her love that she hadn't received in a very long time. She felt happy when she was with him, like she was home. She had met the other heroes and felt likes she was home. Her parents were never around, and she had given up on them. But Saitama brought a sense of comfort into her life that she had desperately needed for so long.

These girls were hell bent on her having no happiness in her life whatsoever. They were leeches, sucking on the happiness of others and trying to leave them hollow and miserable. Girls like this were the scum of humanity and should just die, instead of wrecking more lives. God, the world would be a better place without them, so much more peaceful.

"Oh wow, is that the best you can do?" Kaede replied abruptly in a sarcastic tone. These girls were really pitiful, they were so clearly jealous of Madoka, so they harassed her to make her feel like crap. The girls looked shocked by his reply. Not expecting him to speak up, who the hell was he anyway? This was nothing to do with him. "So, what? Madoka has a close friendship with heroes, they are people like us. Hell, maybe since she isn't a fake wannabe like you bitches, they may even like her. While you just want attention to be famous", he mocked.

The girls faces filled with anger and spite, what did this guy say? Who the hell was he anyway? This had nothing to do with him. "She's an interesting girl, well read and pretty. While the most interesting thing about you three is the fact that your easy" he smirked. There was no doubt that they themselves had used their bodies to get what they wanted.

"You… you shut the hell up" one screamed, raising her hand to hit him. How dare he say such a thing about her. He was just some freak like she was, he was a loser with no meaning. He thought he knew anything about them? How dare he act so cocky, thinking he understood them at all.

Madoka grabbed her arm tightly, gripping the first girl's lower wrist like a vice. Squeezing down on her, venting her anger into the hold. First, they badmouthed Saitama and now they were about to hit her best friend. The girl was stunned at Madoka's boldness, let alone that she grabbed her arm in time. When had she learned how to block their hits? Was she really a ghost? Was she even human at all? She looked up slowly through her bangs, her violet eyes cold and filled with rage. She was sick of the crap already, just when she was finally able to get some peace and quiet. They had to go and ruin it.

"Don't you dare talk about him like that. Saitama… Saitama is my everything. He was the one person who cared when I was ready to die. He saved me from my emptiness and gave me hope again. You could never understand what he means to me" she growled. She slowly got up from her hair, pushing back against the girl. Not caring if she was hurting her in any way, she was sick of the crap. She was not going to listen to her badmouth her crush or her friend. "Kaede is my friend, he's one of the only decent people in this school. You witches cover your faces in makeup, you act like you're a god, that everyone should kiss your ass. Your just bitches with superiority complex's. I'll bet you've done a lot of interesting things to get guys to like you" she mocked.

She then twisted the girl's arm, so it hurt, making her whimper. Using their fear of her to make a point, secretly it felt a little good to see her tormentors so scared and wanting to cry. She doubted after this they would be bothering her anytime soon after this. After all the pain they had caused her, she had to admit this felt good. She eventually released the girl's arm, once she saw the tears in her eyes. So, she backed off gripping her sore wrist, though not broken it would indeed be sprained or hurt for a while. The girls panicked and rushed out of the room, worried she had cursed them or something. They had never seen Madoka look so scary before, she really was a freak. But they had no intention of trying anything right now.

Madoka leaned against the window quietly, fed up and in a frustrated mood. Why was it when something was seemingly going well in her life, there was always someone willing to ruin it. She knew she would be moody for the rest of the day now, god she hated this school. She counted down the days until she was able to leave this place.

Kaede sat beside her on the desk, watching her silently. Even when upset and angry she was still so beautiful, nothing could ruin her. She was stronger than she knew, to stand up to them like that. But he had no idea she knew that caped baldy hero, wondering how long they had been seeing each other. Was she into older guys? Did he even like her back? He had to admit he was a little jealous. He had admired her for a long time, feeling like he had found a kindred spirit. He wasn't too pleased at the idea of having a rival for her attention.

"So, this Saitama guy. He's obviously older right? Don't your parents find that strange?" he asked. Usually parents were over protective of their kids having anything to do with a dodgy situation. Yet hers didn't seem to care at all, were they just really laid back or something like that? I mean it was obvious she could take care of herself after how she stood up to her bullies like that.

Madoka frowned, wishing he hadn't brought that topic up. Yes he didn't know and hadn't meant to, but it still annoyed her. Her parents wouldn't care if she cut off all her hair, robbed a bank or became a delinquent. They were so non-involved in her life it could be labelled child neglect. If not for the fact, they worked high class jobs and had a lot of influence. They sent her money every month to tend to her needs like food and clothes that filled the empty hole of lack of parenting. She had given up on them ever acting like parents ever again. Hell, she considered using their money to take half their stuff and move into an apartment, if not for the fact she was underage. "I don't have parents, just strangers who gave birth to me. They haven't given a shit in a long time" she growled. Just talking about them left a bad taste in her mouth.

Kaede hummed, so she was relentlessly bullied, absent parents and a loner. How people could hate or neglect a girl like her was beyond him. She was the most unique and mysterious girl he had ever met. Guess they had that in common, crappy lives. "My parents are divorced. My dad ran off with some student and my mum raised me. She's happier now, she's got a girlfriend who treats her right. She's nice, she always makes time for me. But I'll never forgive my dad. When he hurt her like that, she was a mess. They had been dating since they were our age" he replied.

Madoka peered at him, god that sucked "Huh. Guess we have parent issues in common". But at least he still had a parent, she didn't have either. Part of her wanted to meet them, she wondered if people teased him about his parents. Not everyone was very open minded about people having same sex parents, but that was usually because they were too narrow minded to think anything outside the box. Living in their own delusional world.

"Guess so" Kaede replied. He remembered how broken his mother had been when his father hurt her like that. She had gone mental, throwing him out and screaming. She then held Tsubasa all night, apologizing for marrying a bad daddy. Later on, she got herself together, with a lot of self-healing. Then met a wonderful lady, whom helped her recover. Acting like a second mother towards him. Often telling his mothers girlfriend of how she was a hero and how she saved his mother.

"Hey Kaede" she replied calmly. She felt like they were meant to meet each other, that she could never be friends with "normal" people, that she would always be drawn to people who were strange. Like herself. She was able to connect with him in a way she had never been able to with another person before, it felt nice. To finally have someone at school whom she could call a friend.

"yeah?" he asked. If she felt better talking about it. Then he would gladly listen and share, no matter how long it went on for. It's not like either of them had anything better to do, or curfews to follow. Venting your problems often helped your mental state, easing pent up stresses and problems that you repressed for long periods of time.

"I like you" she replied. She felt like for the first time in her life, she had found a genuine friend. Someone she could spill her mind to, that she could trust. It was nice, her circle kept growing. Saitama, Genos and then the hero gang, it was like she was building her own little family. Full of people who actually seemed to care about her and it felt good.

Saitama hummed, staring at another graphic novel. It had been a while since any hero's had been needed to fight crime, so it had been quiet for everyone. Bored off his face and passing the time with novels. There had been no events to keep him busy and even going to restaurants, bars and bath houses was getting boring now. He missed the excitement and energy that came with being a hero. Having some fun. Hell, he missed the company of Madoka, his biggest fan. The girl was sweet, and she was a good girl, he felt bad at the crap she had to deal with in life. Nobody deserved to deal with that sort of cruelty.

Her parents were neglectful, given the fact she was always alone, and they didn't seem to care about who she hung out with. I mean, he would never dream of hurting her and cared about her greatly. But what if she ran into a wrong crowd? Would they even care? When he met her, she wanted to die, what parent allows their child to feel so empty and unloved in their life that they welcome death. He still remembered how sad she had been that day, but her dress sure had been pretty.

She had a good heart deep down and a secret feminine side, but her background at home and school life had helped shape her into the girl she now was. He only hoped she found love and happiness to help free her from her cage of loneliness. He then hesitated, wondering if this was a good idea in case she was at school. He didn't want to disturb her or get into trouble, but he needed to check up on her. Though he respected her privacy he wasn't a jerk, he cared about her. He then picked up his mobile and pressed dial, it wouldn't hurt to have a quick check in would it?

Madoka and Kaede sat on a bench quietly, having decided to get snacks on the way home. Eating alone at home just made her depressed and it was a situation she would rather just avoid altogether if possible. Though she was grateful to have jet for company, it wasn't the same as human contact and intimacy. She had been affection starved for a very long time and only after meeting Saitama had she realized that. She hadn't seen him in a while, so she hoped that he was doing ok, she knew that society tended to look down on him and call him a cheater or fake. She hated people who couldn't appreciate the hard work that he put into being a hero.

Kaede gazed at Madoka quietly, she had such beautiful black hair. He remembered back when she started tying in back into a ponytail, she had really suited that style. She ought to do more with her hair, she was really pretty. Her porcelain pale skin, silky black hair and shiny violet eyes. Those girls were definitely jealous of how pretty Madoka was, they could deny it, but they weren't fooling anyone. They didn't like the attention Madoka was getting from their fans.

Madoka caught him staring and frowned, she was more than used to negative attention, but she didn't sense that from him. She wished she knew what was going on his mind, being as quiet yet abrupt as she was, yet a bit mischievous. "What? I got food on my face?" she grumbled. She wasn't used to being stared at, it made her uncomfortable given she tried to avoid any unwanted attention. She was still getting used to a lot of new feelings in her life. So she never knew how to handle them without getting awkward about it.

Kaede pointed to his head, holding his food in one hand "Your hair, that time you tied it into a ponytail it suited you. You'd look good if you braided a crown around the back too" he replied. Lose hair with a partial braid around the back would look nice on her. She dressed plainly as to not get attention, probably out of worry of being teased further. Lacking self confidence on the fact that she had been neglected or bullied for so long which made him angry. If she needed help he could ask his mum or her girlfriend for help on it.

Madoka stared at Kaede in silence, rather shocked by his response. A while back she had tied her hair into a ponytail at school after a rendezvous with Saitama and he told her she suited it that way. She never thought anyone else noticed that about her. She stroked her hair quietly, fingering it a little. She had never really considered it but given how a lot of people recommended it, she may as well give it a try. Maybe a red ribbon would look good, it was her favourite colour after all. Various colours of red, not just one. It was bright, it was supposed to be the colour of passion or love. Which was probably why she was so drawn to it.

Suddenly her phone started vibrating taking her by surprise, she wondered who it could be. Certainly not her parents, it had been a while since she had heard from either of them. She rummaged into her pocket to find her phone, upon seeing the caller her eyes lit up. She immediately answered holding the phone to her ear "Kon'nichiwa? Saitama?" she asked eagerly. She had missed him so much, how long had it been since they had hung out? School had been so busy that she hadn't had time so visit him again.

"Hey Madoka, I just called to check up on you. Is school getting better? How's that friend of yours?" he asked cheerfully. It was glad to know she had company now, someone to look out for her when he couldn't. He wondered what kind of person they were, if they shared any hobbies and if they were in the same class. It would be nice to know how she had been blessed with her good luck.

"I… I'm fine. School is getting better, I'm actually with him right now" she replied. She could feel her cheeks heating up, just hearing his voice after so long made her heart flutter like a bird. Just when she thought her day was going to be rotten and annoying, everything had been forgotten about because she was able to speak to him again. she felt like Kami had been watching over her and heard her prayers.

Kaede watched her as she spoke to her "friend" over the phone. He hadn't seen her smile like that before, so bright and happy. How come she never smiled like that at school? What made this guy so special? He had to admit he was a little jealous, but he was not so mean as to try to get in the way. He was just sad at the fact he felt like he was having a moment with Kaede only for her hero to call her. He silently continued to eat his snack but continued to observe and listen to the conversation. Watching her reactions, trying to figure out their relationship and why she liked this Saitama guy so much. But he obviously meant a lot to her given how she was so happy to hear his voice.

Saitama hummed over the phone "I see, sorry did I interrupt anything?" if she was busy then he would happily leave her be. He knew she didn't have any friends when they met, so she may as well be left to bond with her new companion. He knew she got awful lonely sometimes, she always seemed to be so sad before. He hoped that this new friend was able to make her smile and laugh like she deserved.

"NO!" She replied abruptly surprising herself and Kaede with her tone. Blushing slightly at showing such a desperate side to herself. God, why did she have to act so childishly? She shifted and fingered her hair again, trying to muster up some courage. "No, you didn't. School was boring, and those girls tried to start something again. But we're both fine. Its good to hear from you" she confessed hesitantly.

Saitama went quiet on the phone for a while making her worry, he had hung up. But eventually he spoke up relieving her panic "I was going to that restaurant from before. The one where you met Bang and the others. Would you and your friend like to come?" he asked. He was interested in meeting Madoka's friend and what kind of person they were. It would be nice to catch up and see what sort of things she had been doing while they had been apart. Besides, her life was probably more interesting than his.

Madoka hummed, they had already eaten, and she felt bad. But she didn't want to waste his money, but tea sounded good. But she would wait until he had eaten at least to be respectful. She didn't want to rudely intrude when he was eating a meal. "Actually Saitama, we already got food on the way home. But I can get some cake on the way and we can have tea at your place? Gomen, but this call was just so unexpected" she apologized bashfully.

"No, my bad, I assumed that you would be free for dinner. You have a life after all, honestly I was just worried after what happened last time" he apologized. But that did not mean they could not still talk, he knew her parents weren't around so she was free to do what she wanted. He only hoped their paths crossed again soon.

Madoka then hung up but promised to go to his place later. But her mood was now better, and her chest swelled with happiness at being able to speak to him again. Distance really did make the heart grow fonder. "So, what did the hero want?" Kaede asked casually. She had certainly cheered up drastically. What made this guy so important to be able to chase away her sadness so easily?

Madoka turned to him with a shy smile "I rejected his offer for dinner since she has plans already. But we are going to visit him later for tea with cake. He wants to meet you" she explained bashfully. His call had been very unexpected, but it made her so happy.

Kaede was surprised, he knew Madoka admired this guy, but she had no idea they were so close. No wonder those girls had said such cruel things, but he didn't judge. He obviously made her happy and he was glad to see her smile. But he was a little envious, he somehow liked having attention from Madoka. He then sighed heavily, he knew he couldn't compete but if he sensed anything suspicious, he would not resist calling this Saitama guy out on his crap. He had been taking care of her at school in his absence after all. "Whatever you say" he sighed. He had been very surprised to see such a girly side of Madoka given how quiet and blunt she often was. To see her so bashful and awkward was a whole new side to her, but it was because of this Saitama guy. He just hoped that in the future, she would show that face to him as well.