A/N: So, I've been reading some stories for Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid, mostly those that are crossovers, and I decided to write one myself. I've actually had this one in the works since late last year and wanted to upload it then, but then the site started having all of its problems and I decided to hold off on it. And so, here it is! This one is just a oneshot to sort of get my feet wet. And who knows, if enough people like it, or if I decide that I want to, I'll make it a full story. We'll just have to wait and see.

A/N 2: Quick note, in this story, UA and other hero schools like it are colleges instead of high schools, so all of the students will be aged up to around the ages of eighteen and nineteen years.

Disclaimer: I don't own My Hero Academia or Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid!


Yup, She's A Dragon… And She's My Maid!?


Deep in the forest in the mountains of Japan, a mighty beast lay sleeping in a large clearing. As the sun began to rise over the horizon, the beast slowly opened its eyes, revealing them to be yellow with red outlining a black slit pupil. The beast slowly rose up onto all fours as its head and neck rose up over the trees revealing that this was no ordinary creature.

It was a dragon!

It appeared to be a very large European Dragon with green scales, black wings, and a light green underbelly with brown horns that seem to branch off into a second pair of horns in the back similar to deer antlers. Its body has a large girth, unlike the thin and streamlined appearance that these dragons are commonly given in media and pop culture, but this could simply be due to biological adaptations. Each digit on its paws and feet are tipped with sharp, white claws.

The dragon spread its wings and, kicking up powerful winds with each flap, took to the skies as it flew out of the wilderness and towards civilization.

Meanwhile, in an apartment building, a young man stopped his alarm clock from ringing as he groaned and forced himself awake. He sat up in bed revealing his muscular upper body that was riddled with scars, the most prominent ones being shaped like starbursts surrounding a human hand. He has fluffy green hair, green eyes, and a total of eight freckles on his face. Four arranged in a diamond pattern under each eye.

"Ugh… ah, man, this hangover is terrible. I must have been really stressed-out last night, because I don't normally drink that much." he mumbled to himself.

Back with the dragon, it flew above the city while using a spell to keep itself hidden from the eyes and senses of the humans. A few minutes later, the dragon descended and carefully landed at its destination. An apartment complex that, while it didn't look like anything overly grand, still seemed like a decent place to live.

And within that complex is our young protagonist who had just gotten dressed for another day of work. He sighed as he set down the pain medication he had just taken.

"Damn it, my scars are acting up again!" he complained.

As he walked towards his front door, he took a moment to look at a memorial altar that was set up in his living room. On it was a framed photograph of a woman with green eyes and hair just like his.

He smiled sadly and said, "I'll see you after work, mom.".

He opened the door, and before he could take one step, he froze as he saw a giant dragon standing right outside his apartment! It was the same dragon from earlier! The dragon blinked and quietly growled before roaring at the green-haired man who didn't even flinch from the shock.

But even in his shocked and terrified state, he couldn't help but say, "Yeesh, your breath stinks. Ever heard of a mint?".

The dragon made no gesture to show if it heard him as they seemed to just stare each other down.

'Dragons. The most powerful of all creatures. A gigantic, mythical beast that possesses giant wings for flight, has magical powers, and breathes fire.'

A magic circle appeared in front of the dragon and the beast was engulfed in light before shrinking down and turning into a mostly human form as she landed in front of the young man.

"Ta-dah!~" she exclaimed in a sing-song voice.

The young man had to admit that she was quite the looker with her long blonde hair that faded into orange and pink highlights, red-orange eyes with vertical slit pupils, flawless porcelain white skin, and a buxom figure. Not that he stared too long, as he is a gentleman. He also saw that she was wearing some sort of maid outfit as her attire. Her horns were growing out from the sides of her head, and her tail was also visible as it stuck out from beneath her dress. She gave him a friendly smile as he could only stand there in absolute shock.

'Then again… there may be more to them than meets the eye.'

"Having a good morning, Mister Midoriya?" the dragon girl asked.

The young man, now known by his last name, Midoriya, continued to stare as all that could be heard in his mind were dial-up noises as he processed what was going on. But eventually, he settled on an answer.

"I don't know yet."

"May I please enter your home?" asked the dragon girl.

"Huh? Oh! Where are my manners? Please, come in." said Midoriya.

A few minutes later, Midoriya and the dragon were seated at the table in his apartment as the greenette tried to make sense of the situation.

"So, you say that we met last night and that I offered to let you stay with me in my home? Am I right so far?" Midoriya asked before saying, "Oh, and, uh, please call me Izuku, Miss Tohru.".

The dragon, Tohru, smiled and responded, "You are correct, Mister Izuku.".

Izuku sighed and asked, "Can you please remind me where we met?".

"The mountains! We met in the mountains!" Tohru replied.

Izuku put a hand to his chin in thought as he tried to remember the events of the previous night. And he did indeed remember mountains.

"Okay, it's coming back to me now…


~...Flashback…~


Izuku Midoriya was typing furiously on his computer in his office. His eyes were bloodshot red as he had been requested to work overtime, which he normally wouldn't mind, since the head honcho of the place he worked was kind and fair to all of her employees. But the guy who was in charge of his department in particular was a lazy jerk who seemed to be taking every opportunity to try and trip him up and foist more work on him! The CEO knew of this happening and was having Human Resources do some digging on this guy, but that's a story for another time.

"Midoriya! It's almost deadline time!" the 'boss' said obnoxiously, taking a moment to yell at Izuku.

"I know that." Izuku said.

"Midoriya, error alert!" the 'boss' yelled again.

"Already fixing them." Izuku replied without looking up from his computer.

A few minutes later, the 'boss' showed up again and yelled, "Midoriya! Help over here!"

"Be there in a minute." replied Izuku.

Though it was clear from the tone in his voice that he was beginning to lose his patience with the obnoxious supervisor.

"Midoriya!" "Midoriya!" "Midoriya!-" the 'boss' yelled three more times.

Right before Izuku snapped and screamed, "SHUT THE FUCK UUUUUUUUP!"

Needless to say, he wasn't bothered as he was finally able to clock out and leave for the day. Feeling that he needed a little bit of stress relief, Izuku went to a local dive that he liked to go to whenever he had the time and money, usually spending it hanging out with the few coworkers he actually befriended. And tonight, he had both the time and the money, so he stopped by to get a bite to eat and a few drinks.

A few moments later, he was at the dive enjoying his dinner and sighing in bliss as he set down the mug of beer that he had been drinking.

"Gimme another one!" Izuku said, the alcohol helping him to loosen up.

"Coming up." replied the bartender.

About an hour later, Izuku was now drunk and heading home on the train as he held a rather large bottle of sake in his arms. Laughing in his drunken stupor he pointed out the window at a sign that read 'Musutafu Prefecture'.

"I missed my stop!" laughed Izuku as he gripped the sake bottle and said, "I dunno where I'm going to!".

He kept laughing all the way to a random stop which just happened to be in the mountains outside the city.

"Sure, I don't mind the mountains. I haven't gone camping in years." Izuku said.

Twenty minutes of stumbling later and he came across a sign warning hikers of bears, but he wasn't scared! His drunkenness had released him of his usual inhibitions.

"Bears!? Ha! I ain't a'scared of no bears! Bring on them overgrown teddy bears!" he exclaimed with a drunken laugh.

Unknown to him, he was about to run into something that would change his life forever.

"Oh man, it's so dark! Can't see me blinkin' hands in front of me blinkin' face!" Izuku said before running into something and falling flat on his butt. "Uh! OWWW!"

A low growl came from the thing he ran into as Izuku stumbled his way back to his feet.

"Hey, this i'int my house!" hiccuped Izuku.

He finally opened his eyes and saw a creature he never thought he'd see in his life. Sure, the heroine, Ryukyu, has a quirk that turns her into a lookalike, but even that pales in comparison to the majestic beast before him.

"Human, out of what hole didst thou crawl?" The dragon asked telepathically.

It took a few seconds for his alcohol-logged brain to catch up to the situation, but when it did, Izuku began to whimper… before breaking out into the biggest smile he's had in a long time.

"OMIGAWD, IT'S A DRAGON! I WANNA HUG IT!" he screamed as he ran forward and hugged the dragon's snout.

Which only lasted for about five seconds before the dragon, who he will soon learn is Tohru, gently nudged him off. Although, that's saying a lot since she clearly wasn't in the mood to be dealing with humans.

"Depart, insolent human! Otherwise I shall eat you!" she warned while roaring in Izuku's face.

'Yeesh, its breath stinks. Ever heard of a mint?' Izuku drunkenly thought to himself.

But as he glanced up, he saw that Tohru had a giant sword stabbed deep into her right flank. The wound was still bleeding, and it looked very painful.

"Alas… I am going to die as well." Tohru said with a bitter laugh. "How tragic it is that the last thing that I should see is a pathetic human."

"Hey, do you ever get bored listening to yourself talk?" Izuku asked, drawing an offended gasp from the dragon. "Is froufrou lingo, like, your thing?"

"How dare you!-"

"You want me to pull that out?" Izuku asked from Tohru's side, pointing at the sword…

Wait, when did he get all the way over there?

"Uh? Well…" Tohru started to say before exclaiming as the human climbed up her side, "Wait, no! You fool! If a mere mortal touches God's sword, their mind shall be torn-HUH?!"

"I dunno what you're talking about, rrrrr, but I've got a system." grunted Izuku as he gripped the blade.

It took a good deal of effort on his part, but with a mighty tug, he yanked the blade right out of Tohru's flesh! She was totally shocked! Since when could a human touch God's blade without being torn to shreds? She didn't really have the chance to ponder this as Izuku sat down in front of her and took a swig from the large bottle of sake that he had with him.

"I know this is just my dream, but why does a dragon gotta be such a big jerk baby?!" Izuku drunkenly asked, waving his fist around.

Tohru, the mighty dragon, merely bowed her head and said, "Apologies, you saved me, regardless, and it is appreciated. I was defeated in battle with the gods and barely escaped to this world. I imagine that you only managed to remove that sword because you lack faith. I am truly grateful.".

Only to gasp in shock as Izuku said, "Don't go bowing to a human! You're a dragon, have some pride, dammit!".

He poured some sake into a cup he pulled from seemingly nowhere and offered it to Tohru.

"Want a drink? Sure, you do, drink with me, dragon! Drink with me, and we can do stupid stuff that we'll regret later!" Izuku urged in his drunken state before shocking Tohru again as he suddenly started sobbing into his arm while whining, "Why won't you drink?".

Even though she was in shock from the rapid change in emotions, she narrowed her eyes and, looking so done with this behavior, she created a red magic circle and sat up as her body was engulfed in a ball of light and she changed forms. Slowly landing on the ground, Tohru was now in her human form. Only, all she had on to cover her modesty was a brown cloak. And her dragon horns and tail hadn't disappeared. Izuku had no real outward reaction as he stared at her while she took the sake cup from him and sat down across from him.

"...So, you're a cute girl dragon, huh?" Izuku asked.

"Y-Yes, I am female." Tohru stuttered at having been called cute. "To be honest, I detest using this spell, but it's more appropriate for this."

She drank the sake shot in one gulp and had to admit, this human had good taste in alcohol.

"Hey, ya downed that like a champ! So, why don't you share your story, huh? I'll listen." Izuku said.

"Wait a second, are you drunk?" Tohru asked, finally connecting the dots.

Izuku just laughed and said, "Hey, if sailors can operate a ship while drunk, then who says I can't live my life while drunk, eh? Besides, who's gonna miss one quirkless man who dies from alcohol poisoning?".

"Quirkless?" Tohru asked.

Looks like they both have some stories to share.

And so, several hours later…

"Seriously! I work hard, and for what? Just to be treated like less than dirt because I don't have a quirk? I'm telling ya, this whole world is unfair, man!" Izuku complained in his drunken state.

And Tohru was only adding fuel to that metaphorical fire.

"YEAH, KEEP PREACHING, BROTHER! LEMME BRING AN END TO THIS PLACE FOR YOU!" screamed Tohru.

"AND WHAT THE HELL!?" Izuku started yelling as Tohru breathed fire in the background. "YOU'RE SUPPORTING ME IN YOUR CRAP!? WAAAAAAAHHHH!"

"DO NOT ASSUME ALL DRAGONS ARE REALLY LOLICONS WHO RANDOMLY DEMAND VILLAGES BURN THEIR DAUGHTERS! BAAAAAAHHHHHH!" screeched Tohru.

The two were soon laughing it up like old college roommates at a reunion having a good time. The laughter was only interrupted once when Tohru breathed a fireball by burping which resulted in another round of boisterous laughter. But all good things must come to an end. And so, they were both out of sake, and out of breath as they calmed down from their little drunken chuckle fest.

"Nights like this are when I wonder why I'm all alone." Izuku said after a moment of silence.

Tohru gasped and said, "Me too. But I truly am alone here. There's no one… just me.".

Even while drunk, that sentence really struck true with the broccoli haired young man as he remembered how he was now all alone since his mother's death.

"Do you have anywhere to go?" he asked.

"No. But to be fair, I have been alone from the start." replied Tohru.

"Huh. Well, why don't you stay with me, dragon? It gets pretty lonesome living by myself." Izuku offered.

Tohru stared in shock at this human. Was he really offering her a home? A place to truly call her own after so long wandering alone? She started to sniffle and whimper as if she was going to cry and Izuku wondered if what he said had offended her somehow.

But those worries quickly went away as Tohru smiled at him and said, "I will, thank you!".

In a burst of excitement, and a minor release of his inner otaku, Izuku sprung to his feet and with a great big smile he said something that would prove to be the prelude to the many grand adventures he was soon to have.

"You can be my maid!"

"Your what?" asked Tohru.

"Listen, we're not talking about those posers at maid cafes! It's a true profession that takes years of training to master such dignified arts!" Izuku saw the blank face on Tohru and asked her, "You don't have a clue what I'm talking about, do you?".

"Nope. Nothing in my noggin." replied Tohru.

But Izuku didn't let that bother him.

"Well, we can talk about that later." he said, holding a hand out to her. "My name's Midoriya Izuku."

She smiled and too his hand and replied, "My name's Tohru.".

"Hello, Tohru! Listen, I don't mean to shade maid cafes. They're fine for what they are, but they help contribute to the maid profession being taken lightly…"


~End Flashback…~


"Oh… my… kami…! I can't believe I did that!" exclaimed Izuku as he turned blue in the face before thinking, 'Although, that does explain why my hangover is so bad today.'

Cartoon hearts fluttered over Tohru's head as she said, "I'll never forget those wondrous words. I can begin working as your personal maid right now, if you want.".

"I don't know if that's such a good idea." said Izuku, getting Tohru's attention. "For one, I was drunk when I offered you the job. And besides that, I'm really not in a good financial situation to where I can afford to hire a maid."

Now, Tohru was blue in the face as she said, "But… you wouldn't have to pay me!"

"That isn't the real problem here…"

"But I can be super helpful! I can turn this area into a sea of fire, or curse people to death." explained Tohru.

"ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE YOURSELF LOOK LIKE A VILLAIN?!" Izuku screamed at the thought before calming down and asking, "Wait, why a maid instead of doing that?".

"Because you said a maid would work better for you." Tohru replied.

And, as if a light switch had been flipped, Izuku remembered as he said,"Oh, right, I did.".

Glancing behind Tohru, he found the various maid posters and drawings that he had taped to his wall. Ever since he entered his final year of high school, he had become an otaku for maids and he doesn't know why. He wouldn't call it an obsession, but it does excite him almost as much as heroes do.

Sighing from stress, Izuku mumbled, "Oh, bother, what have I gotten myself into this time?".


***...To Be Continued…***


Ending A/N: And that ends the oneshot! As I said, if enough people like this story and I think I can do it, then I'll make it a full story. I even have some interesting ideas for how this story could progress. Though, certain events would mostly follow the events of the show, Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid, but for the most part it will follow the story plot of My Hero Academia. But that's all I've got for now. Thanks for reading, and I'll see you next time, my hatchlings! And don't forget to check out and review another story that I've been working on called Dragon Ball Reincarnations.