Summary:

Kirishima is an alpha slave brought to work on the building of a new stable at Ignis Hall, the manor home of the Bakugo Family. Katsuki Bakugo is an intelligent, savage, quick-witted, and outspoken omega who refuses any and all alpha suitors his parents find for him. Kirishima instantly falls in love with his new master, though they come from opposite worlds. Bakugo was trained with all the skills and knowledge of an alpha, so no one can tame him, and he constantly reminds people of this key fact. Kirishima will do anything for Bakugo, but the angry omega goes out of his way to brutalize and insult Kirishima at every turn; until one heated night where feelings change. Kirishima is powerless to court, wed, and mate Bakugo, but he is determined to have the omega for his own and tame the wild nature of Katsuki Bakugo with love and respect. But rules and regulations apply, and the forbidden pair will encounter many trials that could very well lead to Kirishima's ultimate punishment: death. After all, the wealthiest and most sought after omega in all the kingdom cannot allow himself to fall for the strong and gentle nature of a lowly foreign slave. (Classic tale of forbidden love between high and low members of society)

Notes:

***This story will involve the arrangement of unwanted suitors and courtship. But Bakugo can take care of himself.
***This story takes place in an alternate/altered 1910 to 1920 style universe, which means some things will be accurate and others will not.
***Izuku and Tokoyami are a mated pairing in this story. They are one of my OTP's, and my favorite fluff couple! (I'm always looking for fanfics/fanart of them. If you see/know anything good, please send it my way!)
***Bakugo WILL BE violent in this story, both physically and verbally to everyone, but mainly Kirishima. But we all know Kacchan has a soft side-
***There will be mention of past character death
***A small note, horses will be prominent in this story; however, they will not have their true breed names. If you're a horse enthusiast, I apologize in advance.
***Please enjoy this fic and read it with an open mind. Comments, messages, kudos, and emails are always welcomed! ^_^

***I do not own MHA.

Warnings: Bakugo's foul language

Chapter 1: Wild Stallion

"Is that the place up ahead?"

"Yup. That's Ignis Hall. Look yonder, men! That'll be our new residence for the duration of this project!"

Kirishima climbs to the top of the wagon to see the house that the others point out. Though homes of the rich and noble in this land are referred to as 'houses' or 'manors,' most look like castles to Kirishima. This 'house,' Ignis Hall, is four levels high with long windows, balconies, spires, and towers. From what Kirishima learned by listening to the others on their journey here, Ingis Hall was one of the kingdom's oldest castles, but its structure has been changed to keep up with time. Kirishima can only assume that the towers were once the highest parts of the old castle with the architecture of a more modern manor built around them. He nearly falls off the top when the wagon jerks again into motion.

Sliding down to sit on the back of the last wagon, Kirishima kicks his feet impatiently while looking at the passing scenery. Ignis Hall's lands have wide open fields with large trees and well-trimmed shrubs. There's wildlife all around and people tending to the grounds. Kirishima gives a little wave to the few who look at his caravan of wagons. He may get to know some of these people while living here, so Kirishima wants to make a first good impression. Kirishima is, after all, a foreign slave from an occupied territory that was once at war with the kingdom. His people, though enslaved, are hated and mistreated in the realm.

Kirishima had been a young boy when his homeland surrendered to the kingdom, and they were taken as prisoners first and then enslaved. He was allowed to stay with his mother until he was old enough to be sold at auction. It was hard to leave his mother, and Kirishima misses her. He doesn't know where she is; if she is still alive or deceased. At any opportunity, Kirishima will ask about her, though no one can bother to give him an answer.

Even though he's a slave, Kirishima has a little more freedom than most of his people. When his boss bought him to work as a builder, Kirishima made sure to learn everything he can about building structures because a slave who is talented at their trade has a higher chance of remaining with their masters, and even earn a little bit of pay. Kirishima learned from the very beginning of his slavery that it's easier to do as your told; at least in his case. He's always had a healthy body for a child and was put to work with heavy labor tasks. If he does see injustice or mistreatment of another slave, Kirishima will attempt to help in any way that won't end with more trouble.

Aside from his character, build, and skills, Kirishima is an alpha, which also opens more doors to him that isn't a trade or slavery. He would make for an excellent stud alpha, but that would entail mounting only women, and he preferred the company of men. Male omegas are rare, but Kirishima hasn't had one. Male betas there are plenty, and while he's fooled around and experimented in the dark when chores are done, he's never mounted anyone. An alpha should want nothing more than to mount and keep mounting, but Kirishima wasn't like that. It was probably the weakest side of him, though he doesn't see it that way.

"Alright men, let's get this shit unloaded and start setting up! We want the stable done before winter!"

After the work stations were set up, Kirishima snuck away from the group to admire the horses in the current stable. The owners of this manor raise, breed, and adopt horses. Kirishima's learned that the prized horses are what the family is known for in the kingdom. They requested a larger stable, and Kirishima can see why they need it. There are many horses of all types, though the stalls are a little cramped. Kirishima's always liked animals, and horses are one of the animals, aside from dogs, that he admires. He smiles and strokes the pink nose of a gray and white mare who gives a snort and tries to nip at his hair. Kirishima laughs and moves along the stalls, looking at the types of horses. They were all different in color and size. He doesn't know much about horses other than they have various jobs, all from working in the fields to galloping into battle to races and to shows. The family here seems to have a mix of each kind.

But there is one horse that catches his eye; a gigantic stallion in a stall far in the back and center. It has the biggest stall of all. Kirishima approaches the mighty animal, sensing its strength and power. The stallion clamps his hoof down on the hay covered stone floor when Kirishima approaches. He has to look up at the great beast, assuming it was more than sixteen hands high. The muscles of the gray animal are most likely for racing and not farm work. Its gray coat is speckled with small white spots, and Kirishima wondered if this was a simple pet because such common spotting wasn't something to be awarded at a show. Or at least, so he thought. The few shows he saw, none of the horses look like this one. Kirishima reaches his hand out to stroke the nose, but the stallion rears viciously, and its voice echoes in the high ceiling. This startles Kirishima, and he takes a quick step back.

"Hey, slave! What the hell are you doing in here?"

Kirishima turns to see a well dressed young man, about his age, with wild white blonde hair and piercing (furious) red eyes with a sneer to match even the most vicious of dogs. This man is of high nobility, that is clear, and Kirishima quickly drops to his hands and knees, keeping his head lowered. The man approaches him, and Kirishima picks up the scent of omega. He chances a glance up at the man, and then instantly regrets it. The man's boot plants itself on Kirishima's neck and forces his head to the stable floor.

"That's my horse, slave! No one touches him but me, unless you want to break your neck or have your hand bit off!"

"I'm sorry, sir! I was just admiring him! I won't approach him again!" Kirishima's relieved when he is told to stand up.

"Who the hell are you anyway?" The young omega asks.

Kirishima stares at the omega, feeling his face heat up bashfully. This man is a handsome, omega. He can't help but stare stupidly.

"Hey, slave! I asked you a damn question! Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

"Oh! I-I'm sorry, sir! I was hired to-" Kirishima pauses when the omega's face becomes dark, angry, and viciously scary.

"Were you hired by my governor?"

Kirishima puts his hands up. "I- I don't know who hired me! I'm- I'm with the builders! We're supposed to build a bigger stable! That's all! I swear it, sir!" The man appears to calm down with his explanation.

"So, you're just a builder then. Good. Get to work on making this place bigger. My horse gets his own private stable, and if you know what's good for you, you'll start on that part right away. Got it, slave?"

"Yes, sir. I will let my master and manager know." Kirishima watches how the horse responds tenderly to the omega as it's pet. It brings a smile to his face. This omega is wild, just like the stallion he's petting. "That's a beautiful horse," Kirishima says. "Do you use him for riding?"

"Don't talk to me, slave,"

Kirishima clears his throat. "I'm sorry. I just like animals. What's his name?"

"Didn't I tell you to stop talking to me?" The red eyes glare at Kirishima. "And his name is King Murder,"

"Huh. That name doesn't seem to suit this horse. That sounds like the name of a gigantic warhorse or something,"

"Idiot. Looks can be deceiving,"

"Yeah...that's true."

"Why am I still talking to you? Listen here, and listen good! I am the young lord of this manor house, and you are so far beneath me, slave, that you might as well be a dung beetle choking on the shit that lies on this floor! Be gone with you, maggot, and never lay a hand on or even glance at my horse!"

Kirishima swallows hard. Omegas are not known to be so violent and vicious, especially to an alpha. Though they may be of different ranks in the law of the kingdom, Kirishima is higher than the omega in nature. For an omega to speak to an alpha like that is beyond ordinary. But Kirishima can tell, or rather sense, that this omega is stressed beyond belief, and something must have happened to make an omega so...violent. If this omega were to smile and speak softly with that golden beauty, alphas and gammas would be fighting one another just to get a glance.

"I can't believe you're still here," he growls at Kirishima. "Don't you have work to do, idiot slave?"

"I'm sorry, sir. I'll go now. It was nice to meet you, sir."

Kirishima keeps looking back at the omega, hoping for a response as he walks out of the stables. There is no response.

"Kiri, there you are!" It's his boss and master. "Where have you been?"

"I was looking at the structure of the current stable," he answers. "I met the young lord of Ignis Hall."

"Oh, yes. That's young Lord Katsuki Bakugo. His parents hired us, but they're overseas now for quite a long while. We're getting our orders and pay from the manor's governor."

"Does the governor run the household while the young lord's parents are away?" Kirishima asks. "Why doesn't the young lord do it?"

"He's not old enough, and he's an omega."

"What does that matter?"

"Ah, I've forgotten how dense your kind is," he pants Kirishima's back. "Let me just say this; that omega is the richest, most sought after bachelor in the entire damn kingdom. For any nobly born alpha, to marry and mate that omega is to have the world by the fucking balls! But, the young lord isn't an easy catch. I heard he can load and lock a gun faster than the most experienced hunters. He's brilliant, so smart that he was at the top of his class in some fancy boarding school. He's known to be rude and violent, hardly the picture of an omega- docile, soft-spoken, eager to help others. Imagine him with pregnancy issues on top of his current anger!"

Kirishima gives his boss a crooked smile. "You sure know a lot about him."

"Oh, I hear talk in the taverns," his boss says. "And his mother is the one who hired us, and let's just say, she likes to brag about her son while also complaining about him...to anyone who will listen. Women, am I right?"

Kirishima just smiles and nods. It's always better to smile and nod at your boss and master.

"Now come with me. I'll show you where you're sleeping."

Kirishima's sleeping quarters are in one of the old workmen huts with a mat on the floor, a very tiny wood burning stove, and one little window. He's a slave, so he must sleep in the lowest of places while his coworkers rest in the servants' housing. It didn't bother him much. He's grown accustomed to this type of treatment. The site has not been used for a very long time as the various streams of cobwebs float above him. Kirishima cleans them all away with a stick, then removes the ashes from the stove. Work begins first thing tomorrow, and he hopes that breakfast will be better than his dinner.

Bunking down on the mat and old blanket, Kirishima folds his hands behind his head and lets his mind travel back to the young omega lord, Katsuki Bakugo. It's a fitting name for that fiery temper. Kirishima can only imagine what it would be like to tame such a wild stallion like Bakugo. The man is a savage, and any alpha male who attempts to woo Bakugo will probably leave with their tails between their legs and whimpering. Kirishima would be lying to himself if he didn't admit that he is attracted to Bakugo, unlike any omega he's ever laid eyes on. An alpha knows when they see their mate, and Bakugo is the one that he wants. But it could never happen. He's a slave, the lowest of the low, and Bakugo is a wealthy nobleman of the county that enslaved Kirishima's people. Kirishima sighs and rolls over, using his folded arm as a pillow.

"Oh well. It's easier to dream, I guess."

"Bakugo, I've received word by phone that Lord Clayton has arrived in the city and he'll be here tomorrow."

"Tell him I'm busy, Governor Aizawa," Bakugo says from the sofa, tossing an apple up in the air and catching it.

"You know I can't do that," Aizawa reminds him. "This is a suitor of your father's choosing. They're not as forceful as the ones your mother finds."

Bakugo glares at his governor. The beta male may have taught him and looked after him while his parents were away, but that doesn't mean he has to listen to the man. "I don't want to fucking see him! Tell him to go lay down on the train tracks!"

Aizawa rubs his bloodstained eyes. "I'm amazed I don't have any gray hairs yet. You're so impossible sometimes,"

"Call these suitors off, and maybe I'll give you an easier time,"

"I know to learn that you were omega affected you, Bakugo, but that's just the way nature is, and I tell you this all the time; be grateful that you were raised and brought up with the skills and knowledge and strength of an alpha."

Bakugo frowns. Governor Aizawa was right. Everyone assumed that he would be alpha since he was so advanced in academics with many talents and skills. Bakugo was too smart for his fellow schoolmates. He learned to ride a horse before anyone ever taught him. He picked up a gun, figured it out, and shot his first hunting kill, a small boar when he was eight. Horseback riding and racing is his favorite with fishing coming in second. There is no fish he can't catch. There is no gun he can't lock and load. There is no instrument he can't learn to play and play well it a short time. He's never lost a race, or a game, or really anything. All of these skills are clear signs of a real alpha.

Then one day, when he turned fourteen, an omega slit appeared. The appearance of that slit changed his life forever. He thought it was a joke- or perhaps a mutation, but the doctor confirmed it. What's worse, is that his so-called 'friend,' Deku, was late to find out what type he is, but when it happened, Bakugo hit the roof. Deku came out as alpha. Shitty Deku was an ALPHA, and HE an OMEGA! It wasn't fair. Bakugo tried to hide the fact that he came out as omega, but everyone can tell by scent and aura even though the family attempted to keep a secret for as long as they could. Now, he must follow the law and marry a rich alpha to take over the manor after his parents pass.

"It's fucking ridiculous," Bakugo shouts and throws the apple at Aizawa, who catches it without the blink of an eye or care. "I shouldn't have to marry anyone! I can run this whole fucking household and then some! A fucking slit shouldn't decide if I'm capable or helpless!"

"Bakugo, we are all very well aware of your feelings. However, this is the law, and you must abide by it, even if it's ridiculous and unfair. Yes, I know you can run this household. That's why I am working twice as hard to find an alpha that is too stupid to know much and is fairly easy to control, so you can have an active roll in this household. That IS one of the factors the suitor has to abide by in the contract, as pushed by your mother, that you can and will have a fair say in the household, lands, and finance."

"But I might as well wipe my ass with that contract because ultimately, the alpha husband has the final say! I won't be a fucking breeding mare, Aizawa! I will not marry ANYONE! I will always be number one, and I will always be the one on top! I will never, ever, be second-best! I am my own person! I define who I am, and nothing else!"

Aizawa slowly slides his hand down his face. "You'll be the death of me,"

"Good! I'm going to my chambers! Don't fucking bother me for the rest of the night!"

"Oh, before you leave, you received a message from Izuku. He wishes for you to return his call."

"What does that bastard want?" Bakugo mutters as he leaves Governor Aizawa's office to go to his room.

The sitting area of his room has the phone, and he dials Deku's number, then waits to be transferred. Deku probably wants to invite him to another stupid masquerade or some dinner party he's hosting. The cabbage-head bastard goes out of his way to be as friendly as possible with him. If they didn't share such a long family history as childhood friends, he would dump the dummy. But Deku, for annoying as he is, understands him more than anyone else. And recently, Deku has been the talk of rumors and high-society gossip. When Bakugo found out what Deku did, he couldn't help but laugh rudely and applaud the set of balls Deku finally found between his legs.

Deku went the taboo route and married the omega mate of a deceased nobleman and friend. They all knew each other from boarding school, and aside from Deku, Fumikage Tokoyami and Mezo Shoji were tolerated in his presence because they were often silent and minded their own business. It was no surprise that Shoji revealed as alpha or Tokoyami as omega. They married against the wishes of Shoji's parents since Tokoyami was a rank lower on the status ladder. Since Shoji was alpha, he won the fight and married Tokoyami anyway. Then came the battle at the trading ports, and Shoji went down with one of the ships. Tokoyami would have lost everything if Deku didn't step in and marry him in Shoji's place. That was the taboo part that was oh so delicious when the higher-ups learned that a prominent and wealthy 'alpha' like Izuku Midoriya would marry the widower mate of a friend and fellow alpha. To add another dollop of frosting to the taboo cake, Deku even adopted the unhatched egg from Shoji and Tokoyami's union. Bakugo ate that taboo cake right up, revealing in its sweetness as the others gagged on vinegar. Bakugo loved it.

'Izuku Midoriya speaking~'

"It's me, Shit-Head. Returning your call. What nonsense do you have for me now?"

'Kacchan! I'm surprised you called me back so fast! I hope you don't mind, but I have a favor to ask of you,'

"I already don't like where this going, and my answer 'no.'"

'But Kacchan! You haven't heard what I was going to ask!'

"Fine! Make it quick,"

'I have a friend coming to visit for a while from across the sea! You've never met him, but he is an alpha, and he is looking for a marriage-'

"Let me stop you right there. You know my fucking feelings about marriage! I'm not marrying anyone!"

'But Kacchan, listen! Hear me out! My friend, Shoto, doesn't want to marry either, but he's being forced to, the same as you! He would have no trouble marrying you, and you can both be legal in the eyes of the law, and you won't have to obey anyone! Shoto will live in his home, and you live in yours! All will be under Shoto's name, of course, but full rights will officially go to you. I want you to at least meet him and let him stay at your house. Tokoyami and I will come as well! What do you think, Kacchan? This will solve all your problems!'

Bakugo had to admit that Deku has a good plan, but he still does not want to get married. He doesn't even know this Shoto guy, and Deku could make friends with a rock. While the world and everyone in it annoys him, Bakugo liked the idea of having some company with men his own age. If anything, just to show off.

"Sure. Why the hell not? You take care of all the arrangements. I don't want to be bothered with it. Just show up. Got it?"

'Yes! Thank you, Kacchan! Oh, you don't mind Tokoyami bringing his egg, right?'

"I really couldn't care less. So long as it doesn't hatch…" he shudders. "That kid will have four arms and feathers and look like a deformed sea monster,"

'Kacchan! That's not very nice at all. Some omega company will be good for you, you know.'

"The only company I need is my own. I'm hanging up now." he hangs up without saying goodbye.

Kirishima can't sleep, so he goes for a late night walk around the farm grounds. It's wise to know your surroundings. It wasn't just the new place that kept him awake, it was the constant thoughts about Bakugo. Kirishima wanders until he unconsciously enters the grounds of the manor. When he realizes where he is, he's ready to hurry away before he can get caught and possibly punished. But before he can leave, his ears pick up the sound of music coming from above. Kirishima looks up to an open window with the lights on and sees the object of his haunting thoughts; Bakugo! The man is playing the violin. Kirishima stares in awe at the omega looking serene and calm as he plays. The song is beautiful, and the tune almost represents Bakugo. Kirishima keeps staring and admiring. The instruments of the kingdom are far more attractive and well-crafted in excellent quality than the simple drums and flutes of Kirishima's people. This wild and crazy omega is a god in human form.

"YOU AGAIN!?"

Kirishima gasps. He's been caught! And by Bakugo of all people!

"I'LL HAVE YOU FLOGGED, YOU PEEPING PERVERT!"

"P-pervert?!" He's not a pervert! He wasn't watching Bakugo bathe or anything- not that the image is a bad one.

"HOW DARE YOU SPY ON ME! I'LL MOUNT YOUR HEAD ON MY WALL!"

Kirishima doesn't know what else to do, so he runs. Love, he thought, is supposed to be warm and tender, not barbaric! All the songs and stories tell them differently! If those storytellers had met Katsuki Bakugo, those stories would have changed. In a way, Kirishima hopes that Bakugo DOES catch him. He hates beatings, but the thought of Bakugo doing it to him actually gave him a spark of excitement.

"I might just die tonight," Kirishima laughs to himself. "And that's okay!"

TBC