Sidekick [One Punch Man Fanfic]

Chapter 4

*First person pov*

So.... I ended up moving over night after I left Saitama's place into the place next door. I mean, I need to be near that egghead at all costs, right? It didn't take too long to move over... I have very little stuff that it only took 6 trips back and forth. I got up from bed and cleaned myself up, then went over to Saitama's place. I knocked on his door, which he opened. "Ren? Why are you here again? Saitama asked me, and I grinned. "Just greeting my new shit neighbor!" I said in fake cheerfulness. To tell you the truth, I kinda liked my old apartment, I don't like change. "Yeah... what?" Saitama said, confused. "Over night I moved into the apartment next door since nobody lives there... it's a shitty apartment, isn't it?" I said as I walked inside, but then frowned when I saw Genos.

"Why is he here still?" I asked, pointing to the flamebrained robot. "Oh. We live together." Saitama said, and we both glared at each other. "I feel so sorry for you Saitama." I said, and Saitama ran a hand through his nonexistent hair. "Tell me about it." Saitama said and he sat down at his table which I followed. Genos was on a laptop, reading something. "Saitama-sensei's rank went from the worst rank, the 388th, to the 342th." Genos said, as Saitama read the newspaper. I recognized a face on the newspaper.... Sonic. It felt like a long time ago when Saitama and I fought him... but it was only a few days ago.

"...It finally rose up. Did you have any successes for the past week, Genos?" Saitama said, drinking what I think is his coffee. "No, not yet. Also... It seems like my real ability should be around the 17th rank, I'm the worst of the S-Class." Genos said, and I snickered. "Get on my level, Genos. I'm already 1st rank of the S-Class Sidekicks, while you're the worst." I said, and Genos glared at me. "That's because you're the ONLY Sidekick in this world. Of course you would be S-Class, rank 1. If there was other Sidekicks, I think you were to have the worst rank." Genos hissed at me and I glared at him.

"Anyways, according to the people, from the poll that was made for weekly popularity ranking, I was rank 6th." Genos said, and Saitama spat out his coffee while I choked on my saliva. "HOW COME!?" Saitama yelled. "'A lot is expected from this genius 19 year old young S-Class rookie' 'His looks are hot' 'He looks pleasant and composed even when refusing all media exposure' 'He's a Cyborg Prince' 'Inside this expressionless iron, his expressions might be hidden' 'He should be in the top five of the good looking heroes.' And so forth, as there is a lot written there." Genos said, his expression darkening at every comment.

I burst out laughing, to think they'll find this asshole hot! Genos glared at me. "Oh you think this is fucking funny? Ren, you're in the top ten, #8." Genos said, and I stopped laughing. "What!?" I yelled as I shoved Genos's face out of the way of the laptop, literally and on purpose. "'Sometimes I wish Ren would wear a slutty Sidekick costume with lots of skin, but her outfit and attitude makes my boner moist anyways' 'Ren's hair is so nice... I want to ejaculate on her hair' 'I would love to take Ren out to dinner then fuck her' 'I love women with a sense of humor... would you marry my wife' 'Ren should make porn already' 'Ms. Takahiro is the name I gave my peni- WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!?" I yelled, and Saitama covered his mouth to keep him from laughing, but it just resulted in snort.

Genos remained expressionless. "Yo, do any of these people leave their computer and do real things than comment on my hair?!" I said, huffing as I sat down. "Probably not." Genos said shaking his head. "I would say that Genos doesn't have any shame?" Saitama asked. "These were just short impression on what people think about me, I don't know what to think, seeing how high esteemed I am." Genos said, no shame whatsoever. "I.... see...." Saitama said.

"Also the world has such high expectations for me, I still haven't seen sensei going at it's fullest." Genos said. "I got a really bad feeling when you said this." Saitama said, and I laughed. "Come on, it's not like a meteorite is gonna fall from space and onto Z-City, obliterating the whole city to only dust." I said, and Saitama nodded. "Yeah." Saitama said, and I heard a phone ring. Genos pulled out his phone, then looked at the caller ID. He answered it, saying all this stuff like 'yes' 'is that so' 'I'll be on my way'. Genos flipped his phone shut then looked at us. "Sensei... I don't know why, but I just received a call from the Hero Association. I have to go for a bit." Genos said, standing up.

"Yeah. Watch out for your head, haha." Saitama said... is this a inside joke I'm not getting? "Yeah, go out and don't come back." I said as Genos left. I turned back to Saitama, who was reading a manga. "So... how long have you known Genos?" I asked Saitama. "Huh? I was chasing a mosquito, and it lead me to Genos and a mosquito girl, a monster. He burned off all my clothes, and he was getting beat up by the monster. I had to slap that bug... because bugs suck!" Saitama said... his explanation made no sense whatsoever.

"Why did he want to become your discipline? I think it's kinda useless.... he's a Cyborg and you're a human. He can't achieve what you achieve because you got it though hard work, while he got the fucking easy way out and just got a cyborg body that can do almost anything." I said, growling. That's the main reason why I don't like Genos, he got strong the easy way through someone's hard work to make him like that, instead like Saitama who got strong though his hard work. Saitama stares at me, then flipped a page of his manga. "I don't think Genos wanted to become a Cyborg... since his whole village was slaughtered by a Cyborg." Saitama said, and I raised an eyebrow. I wasn't gonna question it... I don't care for that Cyborg. But, I am quite curious. But I want to ask Genos himself, it's rude to talk about him behind his back. I checked the time, and I sighed. I have to go shopping... "I have to go Saitama, I going to go grocery shopping." I said as I walked out of his apartment, but a bad feeling bubbled in the pit of my gut.