Crazy trouble with love part 9
Kajika Asui and Bakugo
Series: Boku no Hero Academia
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"Die die die!" The tv roared, showing a live broadcast of the UA sports festival, specifically a certain blonde's fight. Right now it was showing off the cavalry portion of the festival, numerous teens going at it hard to try and advance, but the cameraman was giving this one in particular some focus. The teen roared with rage and a bloodthirsty glee as he fought through the competition.
Watching the fight was a figure in the dark, letting out a grin as they saw the teen fight. They turned the volume up while intrigued at the rough and destructive style he was showing off. 'Rough, yet passionate, not afraid to get what he wants…I like it~'
"Miss Asui? Are you in there?" called a man's voice from outside the door to the room.
"I am, come in Jeffery, I have a new job for you!" the woman called as the door opened and her worker entered. "Him, I want him!" She declared pointing at Bakugo's image.
"Him ma'am?" asked the average looking man confused.
"Yes, I want him, make it happen."
"Um, but ma'am, he's in the hero course."
"So what?" She asked with a frown. "He has spunk and I like that, get him for me."
"But ma'am-"
"Is that lip I hear?" she scowled while lightly tapping her finger against the nearby table. "Do I NEED to remind you of our positions again?"
"N-No ma'am, it's just that it will be ha-"
"I don't care, just get it done!" she ordered while snapping her fingers. "I expect him here tomorrow morning, early nine."
"Um...ok, I'll see what I can do ma'am." he nodded nervously in fear as she turned away.
"Good, now if you'll excuse me I have to get to my spa appointment."
"Y-Yes ma'am." He said with a nod and bow. 'Oh man, this is gonna be my toughest job yet!' He thought as he scratched his head as soon as the woman left him alone. 'How the hell am I going to get him to come here? It's not like I could just bribe them...then again...' He thought as he began to get an idea. 'With all the villain attacks on the school tons of their financial backers have pulled out...yeah, this could work.'
With that in mind he headed out of the studio. 'Ok, let's go bribe a school.'
(Next day)
"Alright class, you did good at the sports festival, but now we have to get back to work." Spoke Aizawa with a lesson jotted on the board. "Today you will be choosing your internships, these are critical due to them being your first experience in the hero business, in fact many graduates sometimes end up going back to their first internship for a job."
That's when Izuku raised his hand. "Sir, do we have a list to choose from for internships?"
"Yes, but due to...new instances we will be doing things a bit differently." He remarked with a sigh confusing the class.
"Um, sir? What do you mean?"
"Well, due to a few new financial backers some of your internships have been chosen for you, and to make it fair all other agencies and companies have been informed that they can secure your internship time if they pay a high enough price."
"So we're kinda being sold?" questioned Mineta in shock.
"No, you're learning how the hero business works, and you're being sponsored by the places you're interning at." He deadpanned. "This is part of the job they try to make sound easy and simple to get rich off of." He sighed in annoyance. "I don't like it, but it's out of my hands."
"So.. who's internship is already decided?"
"Bakugo."
"...WHAT?!" Roared the teen in anger.
"Lucky." Remarked Mina.
"Yeah, who actually paid to have Bakugo?"
"I can't say." Aizawa said with a frown, making them groan. "Bakugo can tell you if he wishes, but I've just been told his internship has been chosen for him."
"That's bullshit!"
"I know the feeling, but look at it this way, it's still experience in a legit and professional manner, so nothing shady. Trust me, we do background checks to be safe." He sighed as he shook his head. "Let the rest of you take this as a valuable lesson, while being a hero can be glamorous, it can also be unfair, the more popular you become the higher the chance you might get taken advantage of or snatched up by an influential agency."
"Are the rest of our internships chosen for us?" Mina asked nervously.
"A few, but most hero agencies aren't going along with it, but that may change as the year goes on."
"Shit." Cursed Bakugo under his breath, trying to keep himself from blowing up his desk and gripped his hands tightly together. 'This better be a fucking good internship!'
(Later)
Bakugo, carrying a duffel bag with his costume in it, made his way down the street, reading off the address on a card he was given, looking around the busy downtown area for the location.
'Asui Agency? Why the hell couldn't they give me more info, and why does this place have the same name as frog girl?' He wondered, still annoyed, more so than usual, and not finding this place wasn't helping with so many people moving around. 'Couldn't even give me a fucking picture of the place? Damn it.' He thought, looking around in frustration.
As he kept walking he began to notice a large building that stuck out, and more importantly, he saw the sign stamped onto the side of said building. He stopped and looked back at the card and the building, feeling his eye twitch.
"What the hell is this? A joke?" he muttered since under it had 'Quality over quantity modeling agency'. "This had better be a fucking joke or I swear…" He muttered, making his way to the large building.
As he entered it, he didn't see any flashy costumes he was hoping he would find on heroes, but rather a fancy reception center full of beautiful people in expensive outfits lounging around. He growled to himself and felt out of place as he saw two men move over to him.
"Excuse us, can we help you?"
"Is this Asui Agency?" He growled out, feeling frustrated and like he was wasting his time.
"Ah, you're the new kid, aren't ya? The boss told us about you."
"Follow us and please don't wander off."
"Wait a second, I'm not going anywhere until I get some answers, is this a hero agency or not?!"
"Hero agency? Uh, you DID read the name outside, right? We don't have any heroes around here."
"Yeah, the closest we get is Best Jeanist showing up to see our newest clothes." the other one chuckled as Bakugo fumed.
"Fuck this, I'm out of here!"
"Wait wait wait!" called the same man from earlier, running over and grabbing Bakugo's shoulder. "Please wait a moment."
"Get your hands off me, I'm here for a fucking hero internship, not to be a model!"
"Please, I get why you'd be mad, but my boss is looking forward to meeting you." he tried to reason. "You see, she was impressed when she saw your performance during the festival, and so just had to have you come and intern here at her company."
"Hell no, I'm not a model! Why would I have any reason to stay here?!" he growled with a glare that made the man shake under and break into a scared sweat. "Fuck this, I'm outta here, thanks for nothing, waste of time!" He shouted, turning to leave.
"No wait please! If you leave, I'll lose my job!"
"Tough shit!"
"I'd wait if I were you, Bakugo." Called a woman's voice, making him pause.
"Who said that?"
"Up here." She called as he looked up to see a woman smirking at him from a balcony built into the ceiling. The woman was wearing a dark blue gown that seemed to almost trail over the balcony, with elaborate designs covering it, and with slits that showed off her long legs. She had noticeably high cheekbones that made the smirk stand out more, with clear and glistening skin that looked like she was shining under the lights. She arrogantly flicked a strand of light blue hair behind her as she stared down at Bakugo smugly.
"Who the fuck are you?" He asked bluntly, making the nervous man sweat more while the guards tensed up as the woman let out a haughty laugh with her hand held in front of her mouth as she descended down the stairs.
"Why, I am Kajika Asui, and for the next week, I am your boss." she remarked as she walked over and looked down at him with a hand on her hip, making his eyebrow twitch.
"Like hell you are, you're no hero, and I'm here for a hero internship!" he roared in her face as he moved to walk past her. "Fuck you, fuck this lame excuse of a building, I'm out!"
Everyone gasped, the woman narrowing her eyes before her hand lashed out, grabbed his shoulder, and held it tightly, making him stop as she walked over and looked him dead in the eye.
"You know, most people would kill to be in your position." She chuckled with the smug tone. "Do you have any idea just how much of a big name I am? You should actually be feeling honored just to be in my presence, little boy."
"Oh yeah? Well news flash hag, I'm not a braindead glorified barbie who can't tell the difference between a hero internship and being a fucking model, so no, I have no god damn reason to be honored for having my time wasted." He snapped back.
She let go and gasped in horror before scowling at him. "How dare you call me a hag! I'll have you know brat that I could make that joke of a hero Mt. Lady jealous!"
"Sure look like a hag to me, hag." He said, looking her over. "All I can see is an airhead who thinks I give a shit who she is."
She narrowed her eyes, making anyone around nervously back up and hold their breathes as she leaned right in his face and poked him in the chest. "So you think you can talk back to me like that and get away with it?"
"Yeah, I do, because once I'm done tearing you a new one I'm walking out of this place, calling the rat that's my principal and getting myself a real internship."
Both glared the other, not breaking eye contact, before she covered her mouth, closed her eyes, and threw her head back, letting out a loud laugh, unnerving everyone, and making Bakugo think she lost her mind.
"Ohohohohoho! Oh you are better than I imagined!" she let out, looking at him with amusement. "I was right to pick you."
"The fucks up with you?" he questioned bluntly. "You try to give me an attitude, get mad, and now you're smiling? Pick one!"
"Oh, I think I'll use all three when it pleases me." She chuckled. "You don't quite understand your situation, do you? You're looking at the new major financier of UA, and I've essentially bought your internship."
He raised an eyebrow before she turn and walked away.
"Follow and I'll explain, unless of course you'd rather go all the way back to UA, get told the same thing, and come right back here. I can't imagine you'd like wasting more time, right?" She smirked.
Bakugo paused, mentally debating the prospect before sighing and begrudgingly following her. 'This better be good.'
She led him to a private room with two chairs, one that was made of fine leather and the other being a normal foldable one. After taking her own and him sitting down across from her, she got to business.
"Now then, you already know I'm no hero, and this internship isn't what you were drooling over, is that right?" she guessed.
"No shit." Bakugo growled, restraining himself from going on another rant as he impatiently waited for her to continue. "Why the fuck would some model nobody's heard of want me here?"
"Bakugo, I'm the top modeling agency in all of Japan, and as for why I wanted you?" She asked, letting out a massive smirk. "It's because I saw potential!"
"What potential?" He asked, feeling a migraine coming on.
"Potential to be a star, a successful model, the crown jewel…no, not the crown jewel, that's me, but certainly a major player in my agency." she remarked before propping a leg over the other. "I saw you at the little festival going on. How upfront you were, how raw and destructive you were, but most importantly, how you had no problem talking back to me. In this business I've grown tired of dealing with people who are too meek or lack any spine. I don't need yes people, I need people who have it, and I'd say you have it for sure, that's why I picked you out of all those others." She said smugly, watching him hungrily. "I will take you and mold you into the perfect model, it will be glorio-"
"Nope." he interjected bluntly. "No fucking way."
"Ugh, will you shut it and let me finish!" She snapped in annoyance. "I'm giving you the opportunity to be something more than another 'hero'. Heroes are all over the place, they come in so many gaudy styles that it's tacky. Models though? We can show off our natural beauty to the world to the little people who wish they had an ounce of our talent, and you just dismiss it like it's nothing?"
"Because it's nothing, why would I want to be a model? I'm in the hero course, I've been training for this, why would I give it all up for some kind of modeling career?" He asked in annoyance. "Wait, let me guess, you forgot the fact that this is only a week long internship, even if you somehow convinced me to actually go along with this bullshit, I'm gone in a week."
"And what good will that do? Oh, you saved a petty thief from stealing a purse, big whoop. What's that? You just stopped some bank robbers? Let the police do that." She waved her hand. "You've got more potential in you than you think, so why let it go to waste over something that so many others can easily pick up the pace for?"
"Because I don't want to be a model, get that through your head you hag!" Bakugo snapped. "I will be a hero, and I'll be the best fucking hero the world has ever seen!"
"I'm more young looking than your own mother, you uncultured brat!"
"Oh yeah? What's the brand of makeup you used to make that work?"
"The kind that you couldn't afford with that little allowance you have."
Both glared at the other, holding it there before she smirked and leaned back in her seat before he stood up.
"I'm outta here."
"Hmmm, I didn't take you for a coward." She remarked, smirking as she saw Bakugo freeze, his hand about to touch the door handle.
"The fuck you just say?" he asked in a low tone, looking back at her over his shoulder.
"Oh no, it's nothing. Nothing for you to worry about. Go on, run away, run off like a scared puppy." She said, looking at her fingernails, pretending disinterest. "The work a model goes through isn't for everyone, I suppose I misjudged you, I assumed you had some backbone, maybe I should have asked…" She trailed off briefly, trying to remember the name of the student her niece had told her about. "Ah, yes, that green haired student, Midoriya, maybe he had more spine than you d-"
"FUCK THAT!" He roared out, turning back to her while making an explosion in his hand. "I'm not some chicken shit pansy like Deku! I've got bigger balls than that wimp ever could! If you think he's got a bigger spine than me, than all the hairspray you use is probably making you go braindead!"
"Well then prove you're not scared you limp dick bastard, prove you're not a coward, that this...'Deku', isn't braver than you are!"
"Oh you are so on you hag! By the time I'm finished, you'll be begging ME on how to be second best!" he declared making a fist.
"Excellent, now come, we have to get your measurements, we have a show later tonight we must prepare for."
He watched her get up and head out, him blinking like an owl as he snapped out of his anger. "Wait, what the hell?!"
(Later)
"Hold still, we need to finish your outfit." Kajika snapped as Bakugo growled.
"I am holding still you hag!" Bakugo snapped, trying not to squirm as he tried to get comfortable. He was wearing a strange outfit of tight black pants, an orange button up collared shirt under a black vest that seemed to be studded with small lily pads. "This is ridiculous!"
"Oh don't be such a baby and hold still."
"This is stupid…" He muttered in annoyance. "Who made this stupid getup?"
"I'll have you know it was my wonderful mind that worked out the details on this number." she raised an eyebrow with her arms crossed. "I actually make good clothes, not that ally drab that people dress in to make some kind of ill attempted message, such as plastic bags, or an inflatable pool!"
'Great, now she's gonna go on and on even longer.' Bakugo thought in annoyance. "Anyway, I just have to walk down the walkway and turn back? This is what you thought I was going to be a prodigy at? Walking?"
"Ah dear, naive Bakugo." she shook her head. "Modeling is more than walking. It's about showing the world what you look good in and how. From the angles to the colors, to how it all fits together in a spitting image that will make people want to be you." She said smugly. "That reminds me, keep this in mind, when you walk down that wakway you smile, you look friendly, got it? You need to smile, it's very important, understand that?"
"Tch, whatever." he huffed, rolling his eyes.
"Bakugo this is serious, this is your modeling debut, you need to make a good impression." she shook her head. "All it takes is that one messed up entrance before you fall and never climb back up in this business."
Bakugo perked up at that and let out a feral grin. "You don't say, huh?"
"Yes, the modeling world is very cut throat. I should know, it's how I climbed the ladder." she chuckled. She perked up as she heard some music starting up. "Alright, it's time to begin, get out there, and make me some money!"
'Oh I'll give you a real money shot.' He thought as she pushed him towards a narrow hallway, a black curtain in front of him. 'Alright bitch, time to show you why you don't mess with Katsuki Bakugo!'
He huffed and put his hands in his pockets as the curtain opened up, making him wince when he already saw numerous flashes go off, and made his way out onto a catwalk with a crowd watching him as the last model walked past him.
"Don't mess up, newbie." The model hissed before making it past him.
'Tch, it won't bite me in the ass.' he thought, not bothering to smile as he made it to the end, flashes going off from the cameras as the audience soaked in the clothing style. 'Alright, let's ensure they don't forget me.' He thought before raising a hand and flipping off the crowd.
That got several muttering and whispers while Kajika saw this and gritted her teeth.
'That little shit.' She thought, watching him come back, a shit eating grin on his face.
"There, I did it ya old hag."
"What was that?!" she hissed as soon as the curtain closed. "That wasn't modeling! That was…a joke!"
"Yeah, that's what modeling is, a fucking joke." He said smugly. "And now so are you and I, and this stupid modeling thing you tried to force me into is over."
"Ooooh, you think you're SO smart, don't you you little shit?" She glowered at him. "Before I was trying to be nice, but after that, not anymore."
"Ha! After what they got a look at, you really wanna try that again? I can show off what I really got in that case." he threw back, both glowering at the other with sparks flying.
As they glared at each other the models around them gave them some space, worried they might come to blows soon.
"Oh we'll see little boy, we'll see."
'He's done for.'
As that happened, we cut back to the audience with a few of them talking amongst themselves.
"Who in the world was that boy?"
"He was so brazen, so bold, but he looked fabulous!"
"I've never seen him in the modeling business, do you think he's a new face?"
"He must be, and I love it, he's bold, new, he has a new angle to modeling! I love his character, his spunk!"
"Normally I'd be disgusted by punks, but the modeling world has started to feel stale, and this might just be some well needed change to help spice things up."
"Agreed!"
(The next day)
"What's up hag, ready to let me leave?" Asked Bakugo, walking in on the woman's office with his hands in his pockets and her chair turned away from him as she read something.
"Oh no no no my dear little Bakugo." She chuckled, turning to him with a smug smile. "You won't be leaving anytime soon."
"The fuck you on about? After what I pulled, keeping me around for a week is just shooting yourself in the foot, but hey, it's your funeral." He said with a shrug, only to be smacked in the face by a magazine.
"Read this, it was printed this morning, and guess who's on the front cover~"
He huffed and looked at it, wide eyed to see it was him on the cover, with the title 'Punk is in!' with various other phrases on the sides. "The fuck?"
"You've succeeded past my wildest dreams, you've become the hottest thing in the modeling scene overnight!" She stood up. "I knew I was right about what I said yesterday, you've got untapped potential just begging to come out. That's why today we'll be going over several designs to see which works best." She said as Bakugo growled, his eye twitching.
"Hell no, I'm not doing anything else! This is bullshit!" he yelled before blowing the magazine up in his hands. "How the fuck could those clowns print some shit like that? I thought you said this business was all about grace or some shit!?"
"It was, but apparently the critics thought it was stale, you unintentionally did the perfect thing to shoot yourself into the spotlight." She said with a smug grin. "I'd say you have a very promising future ahead of you."
"Fuck you!" he spat as she chuckled in amusement. "How the hell am I supposed to be the number one hero if I'm stuck interning here?"
"Simple, give up on being a hero." She suggested with a shrug. "You could also be a model who is sometimes a hero as well, but I'd imagine you'd give up that silly side job after a while."
He growled in response while giving her the bird. "Or maybe you could find something better to do than shoving that ugly mug in front of the cameras."
"Hey, women would kill to have a face this good!" She snapped back. "My face alone would land me any man I want."
"Ha! I got a classmate with a face like that, and she doesn't have a bunch of saps drooling over her."
"Oh really now? Well what's her name then?"
"Tsu something or other, Tsu Asui!" He snapped as she blinked in surprise.
"Wait, you mean my niece?"
"...the fuck you say?" he responded back, caught off guard.
"...You idiot, can't you read? My last name is Asui." She frowned. "How could you not put two and two together? Her mother is my sister, of course I inherited the natural looks." she flaunted throwing her hair back.
"...Well either way fuck you! I'm not going to be a model!" He snapped in annoyance, turning to leave."
"Well, if you want to fail your little hero school, go ahead and walk out that door." she waved her hand, making him stop and turn to her as she casually sat back down while crossing her legs.
"The hell are you talking about?"
"My my, I guess I was a fool for assuming you were more than just good looks. You're here for your school, correct?" She asked as he nodded his head. "How do you think the school grades you on this assignment? They ask me for your performance and how I'd rank it, and if I say you were uncooperative, horrible, unfit to be a hero, well then, they'd have to fail you."
"Why you lousy old hag." he glared at her while smoke steamed from his fist.
"Now now, that's only if you don't play nice. After all you're here for a week, and if you learn to comply and listen, then you shouldn't have anything to worry about, or maybe you're too scared now that you've got some fame, is that it?" she smirked wider.
"Like hell I'm scared of a little fame! I'm going to be the best hero in the world!" He snapped angrily.
"Glad to hear it. Now go down to wardrobe and get fitted, I wanna know which outfits work best for you asap." She said as he fumed. "Afterwards head to studio 6, I need you to model some clothes I'm designing and see if they fit your new aesthetic."
"...Fine." He growled, barely biting back a stream of curses. He turn and marched out of there while she chuckled.
"Oh he's going to be a fun one. I can't wait to see what looks good on him. Especially for my private collection~" She chuckled, watching him leave with a smirk. 'I'll break you soon enough, by the time the week is over you'll be a permanent employee here~'
(Later)
'Ugh, I don't know how much more of this I can take!' he thought, having tried on the fifth outfit she had her assistants ready for him, making him keep up a constant scowl. 'I feel like a damn dress up doll!'
"Very good, now this time scowl that way, the camera is having a difficult time finding a right angle." The assistant said as Bakugo frowned.
"Hey, I didn't agree to get my pictures take-"
"Ms. Asui said you already gave it, something about pass or fail?"
He gritted his teeth with his hands starting to steam and putting the assistant on edge. "Fuck. That. Hag!" he turned his head with the assistant gulping.
'Why does she have to hire the crazies?' They thought before taking numerous pictures of the boy. "Good, good, maybe tilt your head up a little."
"Fuck off." Bakugo snapped, but he tilted his head as instructed. "Just how much longer do I have to stand like this?"
"As long as I say Bakugo~" Kajika called, walking into the studio with a smirk. "But that is the last outfit for this session."
"About time." he grumbled.
"Oh? Are my clothes not up to your 'high' standards?" She asked with a smirk. "Maybe you would prefer some spandex and tights Mr. Hero?"
"Geez, I knew you were old, but I didn't think you were so old you'd take a cheap shot to stare at a kid like a perv." he spat, making the assistant pale as Kajika scowled.
"Oh don't flatter yourself you little shit, why stare at a kid when I've got men throwing themselves at my feet every single day?"
"I dunno, maybe you keep scaring them off with your personality, it's about as nice as a punch to the face." he shot back with a frown. "No wonder you're so invested in me, I can't leave you even though I want to."
Both glared at the other with sparks seen, making the assistant back up slowly.
"Well since your quirk relies on sweat, maybe we'll skip anything tight, kami knows how much you'd stink by sweating in it all day."
"Oi! I take showers every day hag!" He snapped back. "Then again you're one to talk, are you just as slimy as a frog? I can see your greasy skin and hair from here!"
"I use the finest conditioner for my hair and the best lotions money can buy for my skin! It still takes effort and money to look this good!" She snapped back angrily as her assistant began to creep towards the door.
"Well it's a waste of money, just like this whole company, this whole place is as cheap as a fast food joint and is crappily made, you needed a teenager who was here on mistake to make this place actually fucking matter apparently!"
"Big talk from someone who I bet takes peeks at the girls in his grade whenever they wear those outfits of theirs."
"Hey! I'm not that midget Mineta!"
"I wouldn't say that, you sure seem to fill out the first part." she remarked, patting him on the head to emphasize their size difference.
"Go fuck yourself you barbie wannabe!" He snapped.
"Fuck me yourself you coward." She shot back smugly.
"Oh you'd just LOVE that, wouldn't you?" He scoffed before he went over to his normal clothes as she laughed. "I'm outta here."
"Oh? Who said you were done for the day?"
"The fuck else is there?" he turned to her with a frown. "I already wore some shitty clothes and got my picture taken."
"Yes, that was to build your portfolio, now begins the real work, we need to book you appearances, make sponsorship deals, and so much more." She said smugly. "You didn't think we made money just from those pictures, did you?"
He felt his eye twitch and roared out, slamming his hand down on the table and making it blow up. "FUCK!"
"Hey, save that energy for the interviews, if you're lucky we might even be able to cast you in a movie role as some eye candy." She chuckled as Bakugo growled, feeling like he was about to have an aneurysm.
'I'm gonna slug her!'
(Later)
Bakugo grumbled to himself as he sat at the dining table, his parents enjoying breakfast while his eyebrow twitched.
"Bakugo eat up before it gets cold." Mitsuki snapped. "Come on, most of your classmates are scattered all over Japan, you got lucky that your internship is so close to home."
"Lucky? You don't know what lucky is ya old hag!" he snapped, leading to her butting heads with him.
"Don't go yelling in the house so early!" She snapped back. "You should just eat and then get to your internship!"
"It's a joke of one! How the hell can I be number one if I'm showing off in front of a bunch of dumbasses in shitty clothes?!" he threw back, momentarily surprising his mom.
"Eh? What are you talking about?"
"My damn internship is at a modeling agency." he retorted before digging into his rice with annoyance as his mom looked at him, caught off guard.
"Modeling? Which agency?" She asked in confusion.
"Asui Agency, they got me there on a damn technicalli-"
"Oh, how's Kajika? Is she still a hothead?" She asked with a grin.
Bakugo stopped and stared at his mom, dropping his chopsticks. "Hold the phone, you…you know that old hag?"
"Yeah, we used to model together before she broke out to make her own company, she never takes no for an answer and she'll fight for what she wants."
"YOU WERE A FUCKING MODEL!?" He cried out in horror.
"Yeah, I still am from time to time too." She said smugly. "With my quirk I have the looks most models would kill for~" She chuckled as Bakugo just looked at her dumbstruck.
"That…That….I'm gonna be sick." he groaned, covering his mouth at the mental image before getting up and grabbed his bag. "I'm out of here."
"Tell her I said hi, and to give me a call!" She called as Bakugo covered his ears.
"Shut up old hag!"
"Oi! Don't make me kick your ass when you get back!" She called as Bakugo groaned.
'Ugh, I just know that crazy frog is going to bring this up, with my luck she'll probably bullshit about having me having a modeling career in my blood.' He thought in annoyance as he headed down the street, dreading the day already and in no time finding himself in front of the building. 'Alright… maybe she'll be busy and I'll get off easy today.'
He walked inside, showing the man upfront the ID card before heading to the back studio. As he opened the door he found himself seeing the one person he was dreading grinning at him expectantly.
"Hello Bakugo, right on time~"
"Damn it." he muttered under his breath. "Alright, what horrors do you have planned for me today hag?"
"Why Bakugo, it's only the third day and you make me out to be some monster, how rude." She chuckled as she shook her head. "I'm hurt, truly."
"I call bullshit on that."
"Well if you must know, I had some paperwork for you to sign. Nothing major or big, just some stuff they have interns sign when they start. I couldn't get it yesterday because of certain issues."
"Ok…what's the catch?" He asked, narrowing his eyes suspiciously.
"No catch." She said with a shrug. "Perhaps I assumed you needed a small break after yesterday." She said before gesturing behind her to a folding table and chair that was stacked high with forms, pamphlets and binders. "Just sign all that."
"What?!" he went wide eyed at the size. "You've gotta be kidding me!"
"Hey, this is a complicated organization, I have to cover all the angles." She said innocently. "I'd get started if I were you."
He gave her a scowl and flipped her off as he walked over and sat down at the table. He picked the first paper and began to read over it, making Kajika pause.
"You're going to read it all? We have a busy day Bakugo."
"I wanna see what the hell I'm signing. I'm not an idiot."
"So, you're fine with spending all your time reading over ALL those? The rest of the week just sitting there doing paperwork? My, maybe your real calling is in a cubicle." She laughed, making him glare.
"Oi! I'm not a desk jockey!"
"Then hurry up salaryman, or are you going to spend all day giving yourself paper cuts?"
"At least I can take them! You'd probably cry like a baby if you got one!" He snapped as she smirked.
"Oh please, like a mere piece of paper could hurt me, I'm not as fragile as a supposed Hero student."
"Sure looks like it." he grumbled before grabbing the pen, not noticing her giving a glance with a grin as he did.
'There we go, sign everything Bakugo, make my job all the easier, and help your new career start up.' She had to fight back a laugh as he started signing on the forms. 'Luckily I didn't put it at the top, that'd be too risky and stupid. Just mix it in with enough to where you're on autopilot, and at that point you'll have signed the surprise without realizing it until it's too late~'
'Ugh, this is ridiculous, they need me to sign over the photos they take? Isn't that a given?' he thought as he signed the paper and moved to the next. Soon he had gotten through half the stack, much to his relief. 'Fuck, how the hell do people deal with this shit every day?'
"Hurry up now, we have to meet with a potential client in an hour." Kajika urged. "I believe it might be Uwabami if I'm remembering correctly."
"I'm going as fast as I can, you old frog." Bakugo snapped, losing his flow and glanced at what he was about to sign. He rubbed his eyes and looked it over, caught off guard before frowning. "Oi! What the hell's this?"
"What's what? Are you looking at the agreement to app-"
"The one that states I agree to a five year contract!" he yelled while holding it up as she tensed up but gave an innocent look.
"Why that's odd, I don't recall that being put in there. Must have been a mix up." She said with a shrug. "It is a good deal if you want to expand your caree-"
"Fuck no you sneaky hag!" He growled, blowing it up in his hand. "You think I'm just gonna sign away and get stuck in a shitty place like this? Hell no!"
"I'll have you know that this is the top modeling agency in Japan!" She snapped back. "I make more than most heroes ever will!"
"By showing off your tits and ass? That's no different from a stripper!"
"Hey! I'll have you know I am a very classy model!" She snapped back. "Don't go throwing stones in a glass house Katsuki, remember who used to model with your mother!"
"Don't remind me! That old hag brought it up and I don't need weird images!"
"Well live with it! I bet your friend Mineta has plenty of pictures of her from back when we were starting ou-"
"Shut up!" He shouted, slamming his hands down and blowing up the table, sending the papers on it flying. "The last thing I need is that annoying pervert doing weird shit like that! If I ever catch him, I'll pop him like a grape."
"Well then stop bitching about it and just sign the rest of the papers!" She shouted, the two glaring at each other, Bakugo with a growl and her with a smirk. "And if you do it fast enough, maybe I won't show an old portfolio of Mitsuki~"
"You sick, twisted, old hag." he growled lowly with an eye twitch. He grumbled as he began to sign the rest, checking to make sure there weren't any more surprises.
'He's definitely your kid Mitsuki, no doubt about that.' She thought before licking her lips as she watched. 'Damn if he doesn't make me want to get him hooked even more~'
Soon the documents were signed and Bakugo huffed, pushing them away. "Finally, now what?"
"Now we're going to do some yoga."
"Yoga?" he looked at her like she was nuts.
"Of course, a model must always be limber when they pose and walk, and yoga helps deal with annoying kinks in the body. Plus it helps the body without being too sweaty." She said as she looked at the smoking pieces of paper, a victim of Bakugo's outburst. "Something we should avoid around you."
"Fine, as long as I don't have to wear more stupid clothes."
"Oh? Well Bakugo, if you were so eager to get out of them, all you had to do was be upfront about it." she teased, making his face turn bright red.
"I didn't mean it like that!"
"Well not to worry, the only clothes you'll need are some sweatpants we keep on hand, it helps the person relax as they do it." She said as he sighed in relief. "Come, we'll do it together and I'll help you get started.
'Ok…maybe I'll learn something from this place afterall.'
(Later)
Bakugo was greatly regretting his last thought, in sweatpants and short sleeved shirt, currently on his stomach and his torso raised with his legs laid down behind him, since he was situated behind the smug woman herself, whose sweatpants were hugging her firm rear clear as day, giving him an eyeful.
"Come now Bakugo, I thought you were a hero, are you less flexible than a model?"
"S-Shut up!" He groaned, looking away as he tried to look away from her. "I'm just not used to this yet!"
"That's because you're full of so much stress. Don't worry, that's what yoga is for, to help get it ALL out~" she hummed with a smile as she moved back till she was on all fours before stretching one leg out to the side, leaving a clear view at something if you looked hard enough.
"It's not my fault I have bones you crazy frog stripper…" Bakugo muttered, his face turning red.
"Guess again, I have just as many bones as you Bakugo~… then again, you may have one I don't think that I'd wager is growing." She teased, making his eye twitch, but kept his eyes away while trying to copy her.
"At least my ass isn't hanging out!" He argued, trying to stay mad at her. 'Just focus on her annoying attitude and not her…damn it, stop!' he thought, shaking his head in annoyance. 'Don't go acting like that pervert Mineta!'
"If you have it, flaunt it." She said proudly. "I worked hard for this body, I'm not going to hide it away."
"Ugh… what's even the point of this?" Bakugo muttered.
"If your body is flexible, it makes it easier when you pose. You'll have moments when you have to give people several poses right on the dot. Giving them the same bland one over and over will just bore them to tears. They want to FEEL like each one is unique, and yoga helps keep the body nice and limber." She lectured, leaning back until she was resting on her forearms, the rest of her body bent back in the air until her feet were touching her head. "Trust me, in a few weeks you'll be much better."
Bakugo was caught off guard, actually impressed, but noted the position lead to her chest rubbing the ground, which he could see thanks to the mirror they faced, making his face turn red. 'Damn it! Why the hell are those clothes showing off too much?!'
'Hmmm, for such a loudmouth he sure is embarrassed easily~' she thought smugly. "Trust me, the magazines love models who can do the impossible."
"You mean ogling them like old men." he muttered as he tried to spread his legs out, his upper half sitting up, and wincing at the awkward angle.
"We don't judge who admires our photos, and neither should you." She said as she laid back down, resting. "If you want, I could help you with that pose for a fee~"
"Fuck no." He spat, bringing his legs together as he fell back and tried to catch his breath. "There, done."
"For now, we'll try again in two days, let you rest tomorrow, now go hit the showers." She said, standing up. "I hope you finish soon, we have a lot more work today."
"Yeah yeah yeah." He remarked as she walked to the door, his eyes briefly glancing at her ass before shaking his head. 'She's a loudmouth…but damn does she have a good ass…No! You are not Mineta!'
(Later)
"Uwabami, it's been ages, how are you?"
"Good to see you again Kajika." smiled the model. "I've been doing pretty well lately, I have two students from UA under my wing who I think are working out great." She said, gesturing to Momo and Kendo next to her. "I see you have your own student, or is this your new boy toy?" She remarked, pointing at Bakugo.
Said boy gritted his teeth, but managed to bite his tongue as Kendo and Momo blushed, Momo more so.
"Not yet, but he is my newest model, he just had his first appearance the other day, but you know this seeing how you reached out to us." She said with a smile.
'The fuck does she mean by not yet?' He thought with a narrowed look at the frog woman. 'I ain't no boy toy you old hag!'
"Yes, I saw, he was ravishing, any chance I can steal him from you before the weak is over?"
"The fuck?!" Bakugo let out louder than intended.
"Bakugo, heel." Kajika chuckled, patting his head. "Sorry about him, but no, I'm afraid I have plans for him, but we could schedule something later, we are in talks for him to come work for me full time." She said, shocking everyone.
'Bakugo's dropping out of the hero course? To be a model?!' Thought Mom wide eyed.
"The fuck I am old hag!" he spat at her, making her frown and catching the others off guard.
"Bakugo, you nearly signed a contract this morning, there's still a chance you might sign on before the week is over, so please pipe down."
"I caught it in time damn it! Don't go making decisions for me you toad!"
"Toad?!" She scowled before butting heads with him with a growl. "Calling my flawless self a toad is the same as spitting at All Might. You want to try and do that?"
"If it regards you? In a heartbeat you brain dead reptile!"
"Frogs are amphibians you dunce! Is all that nitroglycerine messing with your head?!"
"No, but all the cheap ass hair spray you use sure is!"
"It's not cheap! It's more expensive than your whole house I'll bet!"
"I see there's still some complications regarding his employment. If you aren't willing to lend Bakugo to me this week we'll just be going, have fun with your boy toy Kajika." waved Uwabami as she and the two girls walked out, the model and boy though not noticing as they kept glaring at the other.
"Fuck you, what idiot spends that much on hair spray?!"
(Later)
"How the fuck did you get me to agree to th-"
"I didn't, you just signed the contract, remember?"
"Stop reminding me damn it!" Bakugo groaned, looking down to see himself in a small black and orange swimsuit and nothing else.
"Oh don't be so riled up, I think it suits you." She chuckled, looking him over. "I'll say this, that hero training isn't all useless if it produces results like this~"
'Damn her and her perverted attitude.' he thought with a huff as a photographer took pictures. 'She's getting off on messing with me and flaunting her body around, but-wait! What if…What if I use her own tricks against her? Change things up and show her I'm not some shy little kid? That'll show her!' He thought with a smirk. "Well, you can look all you want, but it might cost extra to touch~"
She was caught off guard and looked at him in surprise as he flexed his arms, holding his hands down with a grin. "Wait, what was that?"
"You heard me, I might be eye candy to you, but you're going to have to try harder than that if you want a taste." He remarked before holding his hands behind his head and turned it, Kajika stepping back slightly.
'Wait, is he…flirting with me? The same hothead who keeps calling me a hag? Flirting back?!' She thought, trying to process the incomprehensible.
'Ha! It's actually working! Take that you hag!' he thought smugly before the photographer stepped back.
"Alright, that should be all."
"Great, I can finally get out of this thing." Bakugo grumbled, stepping down before getting an idea. 'Maybe one last jeer in order to really blow her away.' he thought, turning to Kajika, giving her a seductive grin. "You're welcome to come and…help me undress, if you want~"
The woman stared at him with an open mouth and red face, swearing she saw sparkles around his face when he said that. 'Did he really…what….is this….' She thought, unused to being on the receiving end of such remarks, much less from Bakugo of all people.
'Ha, got her!' He thought, turning and walking to the changing room. 'Payback's a bitch.'
Kajika just watched him leave, staring in shock before a grin began to grow across her face. 'Oh, I knew you were worth every second Bakugo, I loved having someone with backbone, but to get me flustered? I'm not going to let you go that easily~'
(Later)
"Come now Bakugo, you have to admit you've enjoyed yourself here, haven't you?" asked Kajika, the both of them in her office with her hands folded together. "Trying to lie to me won't work given how many times I've seen you try that and fail."
"Fine, I'll admit this…wasn't completely pointless." Bakugo begrudgingly admitted. "Doesn't matter though, the week is over, tomorrow I'm back at school, and this whole thing is behind me."
"Oh? Even after we shared some 'close' moments~?" she winked, making him keep it together and smirk.
"You mean you drooling over me?"
"Like you didn't get excited seeing me every day whenever I 'accidentally' dropped something?"
"Please, I've seen better." He lied, turning away, "Either way I've won, I never signed a contract, never agreed to work for you again, and I never dropped out of school or missed a day of work here."
"Yes yes, you actually held out better than I thought. You truly are better than I expected." She remarked with a grin. "You sure I can't tempt you? I can offer you an amazing deal, benefits galore, and other things~"
He had to bite his tongue, literally, to keep from blushing and crossed his arms. "Forget it, I'm free from this place and going back to real stuff."
"We'll see about that, you've been everything I've expected Bakugo, and much, much more~" She cooed, leaning towards him. "I'd be a fool to let such a catch slip through my fingers~"
"Ha, jokes on you old hag, this is the last time you're gonna see me up close. Unless you wanna get an autograph when I become number one, or try to rub up against some action figure of mine in the future." he threw back with a smirk.
"I doubt that, and if I remember correctly, you weren't complaining when I rubbed up against you during yesterday's photo shoot~" She chuckled. "I can guarantee you, we'll see each other again real soon."
He kept a neutral expression before turning and walked away before flipping her off. "Not gonna happen old hag."
"Ha, see you soon you little shit!" She laughed. 'I guarantee it~"
(The next day)
"So…Bakugo, how uh…how was your internship?" Momo asked cautiously.
"It's done and over with." he grumbled with his head on his desk. "That hag can't get to me here, and I don't have to see her anymore."
"Did you really have your internship at a modeling agency?!" Mina asked, poking him curiously.
"Shut up, it's over, and that's that." He grumbled in annoyance.
"Aw come on, give us the details." She groaned, only to be interrupted by Aizawa walking into the classroom.
"Alright everyone, sit down, I have an announcement."
All of them took their seats as the sleepy eyed man cleared his throat. "There is a new course being taught at UA, one some of you are in dire need of learning….Mineta."
"Hey!"
"Your costume includes a diaper. That is one example why UA will now be having 'design and fashion' classes." he remarked. "Classes to help improve any designs that might seem a bit unfriendly with the public or might be in need of improvements if they interfere with your quirk." He remarked as the class perked up. "It will also cover trends in fashion, so while I personally find it pointless, those who aim for the top 10 scoreboard should pay attention in this class."
"Yes!" beamed Mina.
"Now, to teach this class, we had to hire outside help." Aizawa continued, shooting a look at Mina that quieted her. "She's the head of a well known modeling agency."
"No…" Bakugo muttered, freezing when he heard that.
"She is good at her work, and she promised she won't be biased, even though Asui here is related to her."
"Oh, you mean my aunt?" she asked with her finger on her cheek, making everyone turn to her in surprise, except Bakugo.
"No!" He groaned as Aizawa nodded.
"Yes, please give a warm welcome to Miss Asui." He said as he opened the door and the woman herself entered.
"NO!" screamed Bakugo with wide eyes as the woman smiled as soon as she walked in.
"Hello everyone and Bakugo~" She greeted with a wave. "I'm so happy to be working here with everyone, do take care of me."
"No…" Bakugo groaned, slamming his head down on his desk. 'Fuck me sideways!'