Just a fanfic passing by, don't mind me. Go to the next fanfic after me.

A yawn escaped Katsuki's mouth. He was lying down on a couch while watching television. Truthfully, he was really, really frustrated at the moment.

Why? Because he was suspended. Why? Because of his outrage. Why? Because... well, he is Bakugo. It was a proven fact that he was short-tempered, after all.

For a more specific info, he lost to a game of cards with his classmates, got angry and for the rest, you can imagine. The school decided to suspend him for an indefinite amount of time till his behavior was fixed. Something Katsuki was frustrated at the moment.

But who was Katsuki? He was the person who will either not change for the better or might change but the speed of change is slower than a dozen revolutions of the Earth. It will technically take him years! Most people even thought he won't mature even on his twenties or thirties.

"Tch, what do they know? I'm born this way and they can't do jackshit about it!" He grumbles as he toss and turn on the couch."

It was a torturing occasion that was almost equivalent to all of his strenuous training combined and that was even better than this situation. Doing something is always better than doing nothing for him.

Katsuki's mom is currently travelling abroad for some important matters and left her son a considerable amount of allowance that could last him about a year.

Of course, his mom is not going to stay abroad for a year. The amount is just prepared if some unforeseen accidents occur. She would probably back home in less than half a month but you can't be too prepared, right?

Three loud knocks was heard from the home's door which made Katsuki frustrated for whatever reason. He hesitantly stood up from the couch.

Although he wants to move by a lot, the couch already made his whole body mellow that he himself doesn't want to stand up.

"Who's the stupid ass who's knocking on my doorstep?!" He yelled as he opens the door forcefully.

Many people could possibly come to his doorstep. Most of them come very often. It could be a delivery service for his meal, his useless 'friend' called 'Deku', his next-door neighbor who always asks him to fix his toilet or that one kid who always calls him a retard at his doorstep... everyday.

Out of his expectations though, none of the aforementioned things above was in front of him. Even all of his other small predictions didn't end up as the person in front of him.

"You, you..." After opening the door and realizing who's the lucky guest. He steps back with shock on his face as he tripped backwards and fell to his butt. He points his shaky finger to the guest. "Who the heck are you!?"

It wasn't that Katsuki doesn't know the person in front of him. He knows this person so well that they could be compared as the boiling water and cold ice.

It was Tsuyu... the least possible person... even less a girl... that he would ever see at his doorstep. She was currently in front of him.

Now that wasn't the surprisingly part. What he was so shocked about is because... she was wearing a maid uniform! And even her manners was exactly the same as a maid's.

"Master, I'll be in your care from now on." She then bowed and entered the house without any haste nor hurry.

After she completely entered his house that he processed the whole situation. He quickly runs to block Tsuyu's way with his crossed arms and intimidating expression.

"Why the heck are you trespassing on my home?! And what's with that ridiculous get-up?!"

"Master, I am tasked to be your personal maid that is why I am here."

"Son of a bitch." He smacks his face with his palm. "It's my mom, isn't it."

She paused for a moment and bowed again. "I have no obligation to truthfully say such matters."

"Fuck, she did it again!" He took out his smartphone and called his mother. "Such a pain in the ass."

"Master?"

"What the heck? How many times have I told you to stop bringing maids at our house!" Katsuki yelled at his phone.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Her mother denied, almost seemingly clueless about the matter. "Why do you always blame me?"

"You shitting me? Do you know how many maids have you already sent me the moment you left for some 'important matter' crap?" He yelled with an increasing anger each word. "37! You sent me 37 maids in just two months! And this is the 38th one! And is also the worst kind that you've sent me!"

"What? I was sure you told me that the succubus one is what you hate the most. And I think the least you reacted was the 'trap' one."

"Do you see your son as some kind of playboy!?" He choked. "And to that crossdresser!? I was just too speechless that I can't even!"

"What? Do you like that one too m-?" His mother teased.

"Goodbye!" He interrupted and shoved the phone inside his pockets angrily. Afterwards, he glared at the maid who's sitting at a sofa chair.

"Alright, you can get out now. I already got my mother's permission to kick you out." He opens the door that leads outside. "I don't need you to take care of me as I can take care of myself."

"Master, that is not the only reason I'm here." She stood up from the sofa with elegance. Towards him, she walks. After confronting him face to face, she paused for a second and then slammed a piece of paper right into his face.

"I had an agreement with the school that I'll be going manage your anger. Even though the school hates short-tempered idiots, they still considered your potential as a hero. Being a maid is just the pretext to do my assignment." She stares at him coldly. "If it weren't for the fact that I'll get huge benefits from this, I would've already bashed your head into a wall and dip your face on acid the moment you shouted at my face."

"You've got to be kidding me!" After hearing that, he checks the paper on his face and realized that it was a contract and a genuine one at that. He still didn't believe it though even with the proof of evidence. He refuse to be babysit by anyone and even less by his classmate and even more less a girl. "No freaking way! They're actually putting that great of importance at me?! I mean, I don't hate it or anything but why does it have to be you? It could've been anyone!"

"Would you care if it was anyone else?" She asks.

"No!"

"Then," Taking it as an understanding, she went to the kitchen. "I'm going to start working now."

"Wait!" He calls but failed to stop her. He follows her to the kitchen. "How long are you going to be my maid!?"

Tsuyu was looking around the utensils and examining them while she ignores him. After only examining everything at the kitchen did she responds to his question.

"Until your current ego disintegrates into nothing. After that happens then I'll consider reporting to the school and finishing my assignment." She replied without restraint. She then faced him with hands on her hips. "So, what do you want to eat?"

"Tch, just because you've been assigned to fix my ass, you're going to be arrogant?" His face darkens.

"No," She was calm as if she was expecting this. "You're just too pitiful that I can't help it."

"Okay, fine." He slumps down to a nearby chair and rests both of his feet at the table in front of him, acting like a gangster. "Boil me some noodles. The spicy ones."

"As you wish, Master." She complied and placed a pot filled with water above the stove and began boiling it.

Katsuki yawns for another time. He was still sleepy despite waking up early in the morning. He eyes closed off involuntarily and slept soundly.

*Splash*

Katsuki jerks up when he felt cold water splash on his face. "What the-! Brr~."

"Master, your meal is ready." Tsuyu who greeted him, holds a glass on her hand.

"Are you sure that you're a maid?"

"I can guarantee that I have the capabilities of a maid." She places a bowl of noodles above the table. "I am just doing what's best for Master."

"Should I feel gratitude for that? Is that what you're implying?"

"According to our morals," She paused as if contemplating about something. "Yes, you should be thankful."

"What a pain in the-" He cuts himself off before relaximg himself afterwards. Getting angry on this person is just asking for trouble. "Whatever, thanks for the food."

Though angry, Katsuki still can't shake off that he still hasn't eaten the moments he woke up in the morning. He also can't refute because the moment he caught glimpse of the noodles that she made, he was already salivating that Tsuyu probably already saw it.

In an undignified manner, he starts hastily eating his food. To his opinion, the meal was cooked way better than he thought it would. But of course, he wouldn't say that in front of the one who cooked it. That's just asking her to be arrogant about it.

"I guess the meal is not too bad." He pushed the bowl to the middle of the table and crossed his arms. "Not bad for a maid with your kind."

"First impression is everything." She took the bowl and starts washing it at the sink. "I didn't sign up for this job just to reap benefits. All benefits are directly proportional to the amount of effort a person executes."

"Hoh, you must be a hardworker, huh." He rests his head above his arms while still slumped at the chair. "Does that mean we're the same?"

She slams a glass of water on to the table. "We are and we aren't."

"Elaborate."

"Sigh, still thickheaded," She shook her head in disappointment. "Comparing the both of us? You think we're fated or something? People always compare theirselves to other people consciously or unconsciously. We're both hardworkers I can see that, but we have different perspectives. You'll understand what I meant if only you weren't a brute."

"..." He kept his mouth shut and didn't reply. He drank the glass of water in front of him.

Tsuyu checked the time on her phone. "Master, it's time for you to massage my breast."

Katsuki choked on the water that he was drinking and coughs uncontrollably. "Why the fuck do I have to massage your breast?"

"Apparently, it has a great resemblance to stress balls and is used to relieve stress or relax your mind."

"Can't you just buy a fucking stress ball?!" He replied furiously.

"My idea is cost-efficient."

"Are you still the person who was scolding me earlier!?"

"I can assure you that I am still the same individual who lectured you." She bows. "I am just doing my best to make sure that Master doesn't break anything or harm anyone. Other than that, you can do anything to me as you wish."

"I don't know what to say..." He was speechless.

The atmosphere went silent for few seconds before Tsuyu broke the ice.

"Are you still not going to massage my breast?" Tsuyu's hands are already at the buttons of her maid uniform, ready to undress.

"Fuck me!"

"Okay."

"My Ass!"

"You sure?"

"Shit!"

This maid sure is just too annoying!

I got bored so I made this.