Saitama woke to a small creak in the room. He usually slept through these things, but he felt that he had a good gut feeling for these types of things. This time, it was the same creak that accompanied a Subterranean attack. He looked down and saw Tatsumaki sleeping beneath him still, and calmed down. She never showed up in those dreams, so he felt safe to assume that he went through the night without having another fight Dream. But then he heard another creak.

Then another.

Then again, but louder.

The crunching and smashing of wood was distant, with the sound of shattering glass and crushing of stone and concrete. Tatsumaki began to stir. He looked down at her. She opened her eyes as slits, still drowsy and adorable. She looks up and sees his face, and it immediately wakes her up.

He looked...

Terrified.

"Saitama... are you alright?" She asked. He shook his head.

"You're not supposed to be here." He said, voice almost cracking. "Not for this."

She would've been angry, if not for the look in his eyes. She had never seen it before.

She opened her mouth to speak, but that was when a giant brownish hand shot through her wall and grabbed Saitama's head.

He, in a fluid and fast motion, punched the hand away and out the wall. He grabbed her, shielded her in his arms, and he was punched straight out the building.

He dropped the 67 stories down from the penthouse to the ground, holding her the whole way, landing on his feet.

She felt something drip on her face. She opened her eyes to see a cut on Saitama's right temple.

"You can't be here." He said again. "Not for this."

She leaped out of his grasp and floated, surveying the area. Most buildings were aflame, crushed, or severely damaged. The ground around them cracked and split, revealing grotesquely huge brown monsters with odd shaped heads and piercing red eyes.

"We are Subterraneans, here to claim the Ear-"

"Stay away." Saitama said, almost shaking in anger and fear. She finally saw the subterraneans he told her about, but he seemed so scared than he used to be about it all. This was different. She knew that.

"What was that, Surface Dweller?"

"Stay away from her. If so much as a finger grazes her, you all die." He shouted at them, a predatory tone lacing every word, spitting the words at the creatures like poison.

Saitama knee he could handle the creatures on his own, but even if it was fake and all a dream... he couldn't handle watching her die.

Especially if it turned out to be real.

The battle began as it usually started, the creatures babbling about taking the surface, and Saitama punching one into oblivion.

They all converged at once, punching and slapping and clawing at Saitama.

That's when she saw it. She was crushing creatures and launching the subterraneans, defending herself, when she saw it. The thing that Saitama desired most.

A real fight.

She could see it on his eyes. The fear, the anger, the tension... he never looked so alive before. This took her eyes off the battle long enough for a fist to catch her dead in the chest. He saw her fall straight down, and land on her back. Blood trickled from her mouth, and she wasn't breathing.

He heaved breaths from his mouth, feeling the whole world collapse as he fell.

"TATSUMAKI!"

Tatsumaki stirred the sugar in her coffee cup. Her weekends were usually late mornings and she could get herself up, she still greatly enjoyed the steaming cup of brew. She preferred it with a bit of milk but with plenty of sugar. Not so much it would make it bitterly sweet, but enough to get rid of all bitter remnants.

"NO!" She heard from her bedroom. Her man was definitely up, but that shout sounded... panicked and grief-stricken. She walked over to the open door, and saw him standing over the bed, staring at her empty spot on the bed.

"No... no no no no no.." He said, shaking his head as his voice began to break.

"Saitama?" She asked. Concern laced her voice. She was worried about him.

He whipped around to see her. She stopped dead. His eyes were wide and terrified, fearful and saddened beyond belief. She never saw anything remote to that and had a hard time processing it before he snatched her into his arms. He squeezed her tightly and did something she wouldn't forget for a long time.

Saitama cried.

Fubuki had done some crazy things. She really thought she had. But having sex with a cyborg was definitely up there.

She didn't remember any build up. They just went to her apartment after she kissed Genos among the trees. They talked at length about things and then she remembered a lot of kissing and then the acts of passion that were still imprinted on her body.

She didn't think that the cyborg would still have any sexual organs, but this doctor kuseno must have left them intact.

She grinned. Lucky for her.

She, unlike her sister, preferred tea in the mornings. She sat on her couch, sipping her cup, reminiscing on last nights events. She almost made herself blush again.

Genos woke up around then and joined her, yawning.

"Crazy night." She said, not even bothering to look away from her cup.

"Yeah, heh, definitely. May I have a kiss? I seem to be enjoying this phenomenon. I can only hope it's better than yesterday afternoon outside, cause I was hopeless. I -" Genos said, but was cut off by Fubuki's lips on his.

"Genos, just shut up. You're great with those lips now anyways. You don't need to ask. Just put them on mine at any time." She said, smiling at him. He leaned in for another one, holding it until Fubuki heard her phone ding.

"Hold on, don't worry, this little makeout session is far from honey." She said with a wink. She looked at her phone. It was a text from her sister.

"I'm so glad to hear we're all good now! I'm really sorry about all that. I would love to see you this afternoon. Saitama needs some alone time anyways today." Tatsumaki said in the text. She grinned.

"Tatsumaki? Apologizing? Look at that Genos! I've made history!" She joked with him. He smiled back, but then looked serious again.

"I wonder what's going on with Sensei... nothing ever bothers him, much less he needs alone time. Something must have happened... a fight, perhaps?" He said to himself.

"I'll ask her when I see her today." She replied, sending a quick text to her sister, letting Tatsumaki know to come by her place by 1:30 in the afternoon.

"Ok. I should clear by then, you'll have some explaining to do, and I don't wanna go for repairs so soon." He said. She giggled a little, informing him that he wasn't to leave until she was done with him. She pulled him back down and they began kissing again.

"YOU WHAT!?" Tatsumaki asked, almost spitting her tea. Not only did she have the news that she kissed Genos, but that Fubuki had slept with him as well. A lot to process for the eldest ESP sister.

"Yeah... I had a wild time." She laughed. Tatsumaki scowled, but then laughed with her.

"Yeah, I had a pretty wild sex adventure too last night." Tatsumaki laughed. They shared a good laugh about their escapades. It felt good to laugh again.

"But I'm worried about him. You should've seen him this morning." Tatsumaki said, concern melting into her voice again. "It was like a deer caught in headlights Fubuki. It was like he was about to die, while watching his puppy die. It was the most scared and sad I've ever seen him. It was some dream he refused to talk about.

"He said that's why he needed to be alone awhile. I have never seen him like this, and I'm worried. He never cares about much and nothing scares him. This was almost scary for me too." She said to Fubuki, who was now curious as well. Tatsumaki quickly added "he even cried. Not lightly, but loud, red eyes, stuffy nosed sobbing."

Now Fubuki had gone from curious, to riveted.

"Really?! That's crazy! I mean... he's... you know!" Fubuki replied "really wish I could help you sis, but that's beyond even me."

Tatsumaki nodded in agreement, sipping her tea. She just wondered if he trusted her enough to tell her about it tonight. He trusted her enough for that...

Didn't he?

"I watched her die Genos. That wasn't fear. That wasn't grief. That was something else. Something that shouldn't exist." Saitama said to Genos, plucking a sushi from his box and placing it in his mouth. Saitama had since calmed down and was blank faced, but his recollection of the story had been loaded. Genos told him about Fubuki, and Saitama gave him his laid back congratulations, not really giving a damn about his students sex life.

Genos thought for a moment.

"You really love her, Sensei. I kinda wish I had that with Fubuki-chan. I guess it could be a curse though, seeing how it can make you feel." He replied to Saitama.

The bald hero slowly looked at his friend.

"Genos." He said "did you say 'Fubuki-chan'?" He asked.

"Shut up. You heard nothing Sensei." Genos replied, quickly turning back to his meal.

We're finally back! Hope you enjoyed this chapter, I'll see you soon!