Debts

Ch. 4

Garou couldn't believe what he found. It wasn't even hidden. Then again, nobody would expect porn to be with Manga. It wasn't even good porn either. A student turned into a monster by a classmate who was a witch, then has sex with his teacher who is also a witch. There was 4 volumes of it! Garou wrinkled his nose as he put the porn back, settling for TV.
A few hours passed when the door opened, causing Garou to look up and see Genos on the phone.

Saitama ran into King while on patrol, so the two stopped at a small family owned restaurant.
"So how's everything going?" King asked.
"Pretty good so far," Saitama replied in between bites. King took a drink of his coffee.
"Decide on what you're gonna do?" Saitama sighed, slumping.
"I don't know what to do," The two were Breifly interrupted by the waitress who replaced their glasses.
"Maybe you can ask someone who knows him best. See if they can help you out," Saitama hummed. "Does Genos have anybody that knows him that well?"
"He has that Doctor of his,"
"The one who helped give him his cyborg body?" Saitama nodded. "Maybe you can try asking him next time you see him,"
"Yeah, maybe," Saitama quickly grabbed his phone when it started ringing. "Yeah?"
"Hello Sensei. I've been called for something, I won't be home for a few days," Genos told. "Also Garou has left,"
"Oh? Should I come home?" Saitama asked.
"If you want sensei. But I'll lock the door on my way out,"
"You have to go now?"
"Yes. The train leaves in two hours,"
"Well. Alright. See you when you get home," Saitama hung up when Genos said his farewells, King on his phone.
"What was that about?" Saitama sighed.
"Our dog we rescued escaped. Genos doesn't have the time to look for him, so I gotta go," Saitama told.

Saitama unlocked the door and entered. Sure enough, nobody was home. He sighed. He thought everything was going good.
"Well I might as well go and see if he's okay," Saitama mumbled to himself. Quickly changing into casual clothes before leaving.
It didn't take him long to spot a tuft of white hair, the owner sitting on a bench nearby the apartment. Saitama sat down beside Garou.
"Today's a nice day, huh?" Saitama commented, looking at the blue, cloudless skies, the suns warmth hitting the earth. He sighed when he didn't get a response. "I'm not mad if that's what you think," he looked over at Garou. "Everything alright?" The blond sighed, slumping.
"Needed to walk around," Garou answered. That was it? Saitama thought.
"That's a relief. Thought Genos had meant you left as in not coming back," Saitama patted his leg, standing up. "C'mon," he waited until Garou got up to start heading torwards the other city. It was quiet for a few minutes.

"Where are we going?" Garou asked when he noticed a abandoned shop that wasnt close to the apartment.
"You mentioned needing to take a walk. So I figured you could help me out with shopping," Saitama replied in a nonchalant manner, soon abruptly stopping. "Oh yeah, here," Saitama pulled his hoodie off, handing it over to Garou. "Don't want you to get recognized," Garou grabbed the hoodie, pulling it over his head. It smelt nice.
Nobody seemed to look twice at either of them as they walked around, which was a good sign. The only thing he noticed was the rare glare that was thrown at Saitama from a few bypassers. The hero didn't seem to notice any of them either. It made Garou wonder how many things he didn't notice. He hoped him sniffing the hoodie more times than he could count wouldn't be noticed as well.
"What do you think we should have for dinner today?" Saitama asked.
"You choose," Garou replied. Saitama merely nodded, thinking.

Saitama hummed, comparing prices between two things. He had Garou run and get some things for him that was on the other side of the small store. Hopefully nobody recognizes him, Saitama thought. That reminded him that he and Genos had planned on talking about getting him a phone, but Genos had already left. Maybe we could Skype about it, he hummed as he thought.
"This it?" A familiar voice asked. Saitama looked over, seeing Garou holding the stuff he had asked him to grab.
"Yeah, thanks," Saitama gave him a smile, holding out the grocery basket for him to place the items inside. "You checked the prices, right?"
"Yeah. Grabbed the ones on sale," Saitama nodded. "How much more do we need?"
"Just noodles and some spices. Then that's it," Garou nodded, looking down the alleyway. "Something wrong?" Garou sighed.
"Just a girl was bothering me a bit," Saitama hummed, hoping to God that the girl wasn't a hero that recognized Garou as the Hero Hunter.
Saitama sooned, to his happiness, learned that the girl was just a cashier at the store. The only thing that really bothered him was the fact she wouldn't stop flirting with Garou the entire time she scanned their items, despite the many times Garou didn't show any interest. When she told how much yen they owed, Saitama wanted to just leave as quick as possible, so he paid her the amount, grabbed his bags and left, Garou right behind.
"So that's what you meant by bothering, huh?" Saitama grumbled.
"What did you think I meant?" Garou responded. Saitama sighed.
"I dunno. Thought maybe someone recognized you," He sighed again. "Not really surprised though," Garou gave him a look. "What? Everyone can see you're a good looking kid," Garou merely hummed, looking away, ears starting to gain a pink tint.

For dinner they watched some anime that King had let Saitama borrow, who continued to watch the show while Garou went to shower and get ready for bed. He couldn't stop thinking about how the cashier kept flirting with Garou. He didn't know why he was so bothered by it. Maybe cause Garou was bothered? Saitama thought. He knew that wasn't the case, but he accepted it as a false fact.
Garou was first to fall asleep that night, so Saitama decided then would be a good time for a Skype call with Genos.

"Hey, Genos. How is everything?" Saitama greeted, Laptop on his lap as he sat on the toliet.
"Sense-Are you in the bathroom, Sensei?" Genos asked.
"Yeah. Garou's sleeping. Didn't wanna wake him up," Genos hummed. "You wanted to talk about cellphones. We didn't get the chance yet since you had to leave,"
"Ah. Yes. Not only could it help us reach him, it could help us track him," Saitama hummed, thinking. Tracking would help if he ever needed help and couldn't give his location, but he hated having to put a tracker in a phone. "Is something wrong, Sensei?"
"No. I'm just thinking," Genos nodded.
"We don't have to have a tracker, sensei,"
"You sure?" Saitama was hopeful that Genos was sure about not adding that.
"I'm sure," Saitama sighed. "I'm guessing that's all then?" Saitama looked at him.
"I guess. It's really late and I should go to bed," Genos nodded.
"As should I, sensei," Saitama slumped when the Skype call ended. He understood where Genos was comming from with the tracker idea, but he didn't want to go behind Garou's back like that, not after the "bonding moment" when they went shopping.

Genos smiled excited to see his Sensei in person again. Yeah he was only gone for half of yesterday and the night, but it felt like weeks. Maybe they could even get alone sometime and make love again as well.
Genos' smile faded once he entered the door. He'd have to scratch off those plans he had with his sensei, who currently was reading a manga book, with a head of white fluffy hair in his lap, his fingers scratching at the owners scalp absentmindedly.
Genos took one step inside before he was shushed quietly by the very man he loved.
"Did I miss something?" Genos asked with accusing undertones. Saitama looked up at him, with a confused expression.
"What?" Genos pointed at Garou. "Oh. Yeah he looked tired so I told him to take a nap," Genos hummed. "Is everything okay? You seem upset? Something happen on your way home? Was it that Esper kid?" Genos sighed. He shouldn't be mad at Saitama, he knew deep down he wouldn't betray him.
"I'm fine, Sensei. I'm just running low on my energy preserves,"
"Shouldn't you go see that Doctor of yours then?"
"This is something simple, Sensei. I can fix it myself,"
"Oh that's good. Wouldn't want to be away from my favorite cyborg after all,"