Bakugou was woken up the next morning by his cell phone ringing. “Who the hell…?” Bakugou grumbled as he rolled over in bed looking for the offending cell phone. Finding it, he opened one eye to see who dared to call him this early on his day off. “This better be good, Kirishima,” Bakugou answered the phone.

“Good Morning, Bakugou! How does breakfast on me sound?” Kirishima asked.

“Might as well, since you already woke me up,” Bakugou said glancing at his clock.

“Same old place?” Kirishima asked.

Bakugou grunted before ending the call.

Sitting up on the end of his bed, he stretched to ease the stiffness in his back and shoulders. Heading towards his dresser, he pulled out a pair of pants and a regular t-shirt. Making his way to the front door he pulled a red hoodie over his head before grabbing his keys and wallet as he left his apartment.

The café he and Kirishima usually met up at was only a short bus ride from Bakugou’s apartment. Walking through the front doors, he immediately picks out his red haired friend’s spiky head towards the back. Sitting down and pulling a menu out of the rack, Bakugou casually glanced at it. He already knew what he wanted, but he hoped it would deter Kirishima from wanting to talk too much.

“How’s it been going?” Kirishima asked. “Anything new happen?”

“Who told you?” Bakugou demanded not looking up from his menu.

“That you have a new partner? I heard it down the grapevine. Everyone places bets on how fast you scare them all off,” Kirishima told him.

“And you are here to get info so you can place your bet?” Bakugou accused.

“Aww, come on, man, you know me better than that!” Kirishima said feigning hurt. “I heard it’s a hero from America.”

“So, what of it?” Bakugou said, sitting up so the waitress could put a cup of coffee in front of him, black just like he liked it.

“Well what are they like?” Kirishima prodded, “You know having a partner isn’t all that bad. You should lighten up a bit and give it a chance. Jeanist went as far as to recruit someone from another country to find you a partner.”

“Tch, she is nothing special, just a pretty face with a nice smile,” Bakugou replied.

“Well, she must be something if you are giving her a compliment!” Kirishima smirked.

“Shut up,” Bakugou blustered.

“So, what is her name?” Kirishima asked.

“Wild-something,” Bakugou replied taking a sip of his coffee.

“Really? You can’t even remember her name?” Kirishima sighed. Pulling out his phone he started typing in the search engine.

While Kirishima was searching for info on his friend’s partner the waitress came over to take their orders. After Bakugou ordered Kirishima put his phone down and gave the waitress his order.

“So, do you think she is the one?” Kirishima asked.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Bakugou snarled.

“Geeze, don’t get so defensive. I meant the right partner for you,” Kirishima replied.

“The hell if I know, I don’t need or want a partner. She will get tired of me and leave just like the rest of them,” Bakugou said taking another drink of his coffee.

“Ever the optimist…” Kirishima said sarcastically. It kind of sounds like he hopes she won’t leave, he thought to himself. Picking his phone back up, he realized it had finished downloading a site on current American heroes.

“You said Wild-something, right?” Kirishima asked. “Wait, it wasn’t Wildside was it?”

“That sounds about right,” Bakugou replied.

“Dude, she is a total babe!” Kirishima exclaimed. “How did an ass like you score a partner this hot?”

“Go die!” Bakugou replied looking out the window next to their booth.

“Hey, says here she is a singer and it looks like she does some modeling too,” Kirishima informed him as he scrolled down. “So when do I get to meet her?”

“Huh?” Bakugou said, looking back at his friend.

“Oh, come on, Katsuki, you gotta hook a bro up!” Kirishima slammed his hands on the table. “Just introduce me. That is, of course, unless you want her for yourself?” Kirishima questioned.

“LIKE HELL! The last thing I need is you nosing around after my partner!” Bakugou exploded.

“Geeze, ok ok, calm down dude, I get it!” Kirishima said with his hands up. “I still want to meet her though. I gotta make sure she is a good fit for my best friend.”

“Whatever,” Bakugou replied. The waitress brought their orders to the table and the two friends dug in, their conversation taking a backseat.

When Bakugou made it back to his apartment he, decided to take it easy the rest of the day and catch up on some episodes of his favorite TV shows. Tomorrow he would head to the agency to workout. He had a bunch of paperwork to get caught up on and he guessed that he better show his new partner where some of the other offices are in the building.

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The next day, Bakugou headed into the agency early and ended up getting there at about 5:30 am, he liked coming in early because he usually got the gym to himself for a little while. He headed to the locker room and threw on his workout gear. Clipping his I-pod to his armband, he put in his earbuds and headed to the gym.

He was just about to head to the warm up mats when he noticed he wasn’t the only one taking advantage of the early morning. Great, there goes my quiet morning… he thought to himself. As he got closer, he realized it was Wildside. She was dressed in a pair of leggings and shorts with a long-sleeved shirt. Her hair was up in a bun and the cord to her earphones disappeared beneath her shirt. She was currently bent over, giving him a nice view of her backside.

“Are you going to stand there and stare, or say good morning?” she asked suddenly.

Startled, Bakugou snapped back, “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“I would think that was obvious,” she said, squatting down to stretch her leg muscles.

“Shut up.” Bakugou moved to the other side of the mat.

“Good morning to you, too, Bakugou,” she replied.

Starting his warm up stretches, he turned his back to her. Kia just moved into her next stretch, closing her eyes and focusing on the pull of her muscles.

After a few minutes she left Bakugou at the warm up mats and moved onto one of the treadmills. She figured she would start off with a long run. After a few minutes Bakugou moved to a treadmill five machines away from her and started his own workout.

Around 6 am, more heroes from the agency started filling into the gym. Ending her run, Kia moved her way over to the weight equipment, claiming one of the benches for her own. She started out with the usual curls before deciding to do a few reps on the bench press.

Bakugou watched her out of mild interest. He noticed of few of the other heroes watching her too.

Loading the bar with 150 pounds she started her first set of reps, but before she was finished, three guys walked over to her bench to introduce themselves.

“Hey there, you must be the new hero. You can call me Brawn,” the first one introduced himself. He was about the same height as Kia, but definitely beefy.

“And I’m Whiplash,” the second said.

“You can call me Shirokage,” said the third.

“It’s nice to meet you. I’m Wildside,” Kia introduced herself, bowing her head a little.

“That’s a lot of weight for a pretty thing like you. I could spot you if you wanted,” Brawn offered.

“Thanks, but I can handle it,” Kia replied with a smile. Ignoring his remark, she stood up and headed to the weight rack to add another 100 pounds to the bar.

“You sure that’s not too much for you?” Whiplash asked her, moving closer.

“I’m sure,” Kia said, sitting back down on her bench and doing another set with the added weight.

Bakugou had ended his run and moved to a bench a little ways off from Kia’s. He could hear what the other heroes were saying.

After Kia finished her set, she sat up and reached for her water bottle only to have Brawn snatch it up to hand it to her.

“So you’re pretty strong. Have you been assigned a partner yet?” Brawn asked.

“Yes, I officially start work tomorrow,” Kia said standing up to put more weight on the bar.

“Too bad… I wouldn’t have minded being your partner,” Brawn continued.

“Well, I guess it’s your loss then, huh?” Kia replied.

“I have an idea,” Brawn started. “How about you and I have a lifting competition? If I win, you go on a date with me.”

“And if I win?” Kia asked.

“Anything you want, Kitten,” Brawn replied giving her a slight slap on the ass.

Bakugou saw his new partner’s expression darken.

“Anything?” Kia asked.

“Yep, anything,” Brawn replied, not noticing the anger radiating of the heroine.

“Promise?” Kia asked, looking at him through her eyelashes and smiling sweetly. Bakugou noticed that her smile didn’t reach her eyes.

“Of course, Kitten,” Brawn replied again.

“I will hold you to it,” Kia smiled.

Sitting on the bench next to hers Brawn started getting ready to lift.

“What weight are you at now?” Whiplash asked Kia, as he started bringing weights over to Brawn’s bench.

“250,” Kia replied. “Does that work for you?” she asked Brawn.

“Yep, how about we each do five reps before adding more weight?” Brawn asked her.

“That works for me,” Kia replied.

The two heroes lay down on their benches and prepared to start. Both easily made five reps.

“How much weight do you want to add?” Shirokage asked.

“What would you like, Kitten?” Brawn asked.

“I usually increase my weight by 100 pounds with each set,” Kia replied.

Brawn blinked a bit before turning to his friends. “You heard her.”

With the increased weight on the bars, both heroes easily did five reps.

“Another 100,” Brawn said glancing over at Kia.

Again, both heroes did five reps with ease. By now, other heroes had stopped their own workouts to watch the two. All except Bakugou, who had lost interest and was going through his own workout routine. They kept adding more and more weight, Kia easily keeping up with Brawn. Soon the weight was at 950 pounds. Brawn looked over at Kia but she just smiled sweetly. Another five reps, another 100 pounds, Brawn was beginning to sweat.

“Are you sure about this, Kitten?” Brawn asked nervously.

“Absolutely,” Kia replied, getting a good grip on her bar.

Brawn brought his own bar down and back up four times but struggled with the fifth before finally setting the bar back on its holder.

Kia gave Brawn another smile as she easily finished her reps. Whiplash and Shirokage added another 100 pounds to each bar. Brawn went first, getting through the first two reps before struggling with the third. On the fourth rep he started losing his grip and three heroes had to step in and help him put the bar back on its hanger. Everyone look over at Kia.

“You only have to do 4 reps and you win,” Whiplash told her.

Smiling, Kia laid back on her bench. Hefting the bar off its holder, she finished all five reps. Cheers erupted around the two benches. Standing up, Kia walked over to Brawn’s bench bending over to look him in the eyes.

“You should learn to keep your hands to yourself… and nobody calls me Kitten,” she told him with a lot of bite in her tone.

“Yes ma’am,” Brawn replied.

“Now, about my winnings…” Kia said with a smirk.

“What would you like me to do?” Brawn asked with a gulp.

Looking around Kia noticed her new partner doing curls with his back to the group. Bakugou had put his earbuds in and cranked the music up to drown out any other noise. Smiling she leaned in close to whisper in Brawn’s ear.

“Ok and who is your partner?” Brawn asked.

Smiling, Kia pointed over to Bakugou. “Ground Zero”

Brawn paled and the people close to Bakugou started moving away from the unaware hero.

“I’m sorry, is there anything else you would have me do?” Brawn pleaded.

“No, I think this will really make you reflect on your actions,” Kia replied.

Trembling, Brawn stood up and made his way over to Bakugou. The other heroes stood back waiting to see what Kia had told the losing hero to do. Bakugou’s back was still towards Brawn when the hero reached him. Raising his hand back, Brawn slapped Bakugou on the ass just as he had done to Kia.

Bakugou froze mid curl. Setting down his weights and taking out his earbuds, he turned around to find a trembling Brawn. After glancing up at Kia, who was having trouble not laughing, Bakugou said, “So you lost huh?”

“S-sure d-did K-Kitten.” Brawn stammered out.

Bakugou literally exploded.