(Like this but not really)
Once Fuji was gone Saitama placed me on the couch. "So, wanna see something really cool?" I'm curious but at the same time terrified so what should I do? "No thanks. I'm good." I'm getting a really weird vibe from this guy. He pouts. "Oh please~ I promise its very lovely. You wont regret it." Uncomfortable. I stand up and begin to leave. He grabs my arm harshly and pulls me into him. He may be quite a bit shorter than Fuji but he's got basically the same strength, still weaker though. I start to struggle. "You know I could always break your arm, I mean I have enough time, besides if its a clean break it may heal before Fuji shows up. Mind you, you'd probably tell him and I'd get the life beaten out of me. Hmm." Why has he stopped moving he's just standing there. Is he okay? Just as I was about to move he smashes his lips against mine and starts slipping his tongue into my mouth. Holding me, helpless. It was disgusting, like a worm squirming in my mouth. He continues to grip my chin. He's right handed unlike Fuji. Saitama finally pulls away. "I'm so sorry for this but its so hard not to when your so hot. I need this please I don't even care if Fuji wants you." I hear a growl and we both spin round. "Fuji?!!?" He lets go of my arm. "You were supposed to go on a business trip!" There he is leaning on the door hinge. "I lied. I wanted to see if I could trust you with my dear Miso. Clearly you can't." I heard a bump and turn around to see Saitama with his back pressed against the wall. When I spin to Fuji's direction I get hugged by Fuji. "It'll be okay child. I'll protect you." He then stood up and strode up to Saitama. "I told you not to do this. I asked you very nicely. Why did you disobey me?" Saitama was continuously moving away from Fuji slamming his back into the wall and slipping on his feet. "Well its not really my fault I can't help it that he's hot." That pissed off Fuji. "How fucking dare you talk to me like this?! I will tear open your abdomen!" The look of terror spread across Saitama's face. "Well, shit."
