1 Chapter 1

"Hey!" The whiny voice of his best friend sounded beside him.

Katsuki rolled his eyes and kept mum, trying to focus on styling Logan's hair. He needed to concentrate because if he had to pull out another wig Katsuki would lose it. His hands delicately cut the hair into the shape that Logan needed.

And while still ignoring his pouty friend explained to his customer how to apply the glue and to wear the wig on his head. After sending off his customer Katsuki turned to Uraraka.

"Alright cheeks, hop in the chair." Uraraka rolled her eyes at his words and sat in the chair.

Katsuki ran his hand through her hair and found that it was really brittle.

"Oi, what the fuck did you do?" He asked with his voice laced with concern. The last time her hair was this unhealthy Uraraka was not in a good place. So Katsuki was worried that something happened without his knowledge.

Uraraka smiled at his question, "Oh, um some newbie at the set dropped this container all over me. My skin and hair have been a wreck since." She said sheepishly.

Katsuki only sighed. He pulled out a kit that had squirrelly labeled on it. He retrieved a special treatment from it and began to spread it on her head. As he did so he questioned her on what she was getting done today. "Today I wanna dye my head pinky." She said chirpily.

"Your hair looks like it's about to fucking break the moment I stick a comb in it and you wanna fucking dye it? Save me the trouble and go fucking bald." Katsuki huffed.

This stupid idiot. Doesn't she know that bleach further damages the hair? Gosh. Katsuki glared at Uraraka's appearance before him. "If you want to continuously fuck up your hair go find some asswipe. Don't fucking waste my time."

Uraraka just laughed him off. "I'll just take some clips don't worry."

Katsuki grunted in response. "Oh come on ape-man, don't be like that. You don't have to worry I'm taking care of myself." Uraraka said softly.

Katsuki's ears reddened a bit "Who said anything about me fucking worrying about you. Tch, I'm just looking out for my reputation."

Katsuki motions for her to get up and go to the washing station. As he washes her hair Katsuki asks about what she was trying to tell him earlier. "Mm, I want you to screen someone for me."

Katsuki sighed. "Lemme guess you found a new boy toy. Does that mean you're done screwing around?" Uraraka frowned at Katsuki's choice of words but he honestly didn't care.

"He's not a boy toy Kats, in fact, he's really unresponsive to my attempts at catching his eye." She said sullenly. Katsuki hums in response and finishes washing her hair as Uraraka goes on to describe her new love interest. Katsuki brings her back to the chair and proceeds to dry and tear her hair.

"...He's really tall, like taller than you Kat. And he always seems to have this serious look on his face not like 'roki's but like a kind of sternness that a teacher has."

Tch sounds like a drag. Katsuki already deemed Uraraka's new boy toy as someone he wouldn't get along with easily.

"So why do you fucking want me to screen him. Shitty Shouto has the means and resources go fucking ask him."

He didn't want to waste his precious energy on his friend's potential lover. Uraraka knows very well how to fuck up the creeps that approach her, Katsuki and Shouto made sure to teach her that. Besides Katsuki has a schedule he must keep.

"C'mon blasty, I need you to check him mentally and personality-wise. 'Roki cant do that. You know he's emotionally awkward and struggles with understanding emotions." She began to go on about all the progress that was made to enable Shouto to understand the things that he knows now. Fuck, I know I was there. Katsuki could only grumble inwardly.

"But Kat," Uraraka paused a bit before continuing "When are you going to start seeing someone?" She asked tentatively.

Katsuki froze. He could feel the dread and pain sinking in, as flashbacks of the past play in his mind. Still, he manages to keep a stoic expression and responds to his friend. "I'm not really into getting into something with some shitty extra," Katsuki spoke as nonchalantly as he could without his voice sounding off.

Still, Uraraka gave him a knowing look. She knew Katsuki far too well to buy his lame excuse and he knew it.

Drop it, drop it, drop it, please drop it. Katsuki wished in his mind. And to his relief she did. The two continued to chat until Katsuki was done with her hair. And after she left Katsuki let an extra-long sigh. Left alone in the empty salon, Katsuki felt his heart speed up a bit and became painfully aware that he was the only one here. He went to the speaker and put on a random playlist to get rid of the silence in the salon.

Noting that there was still some time until closing Katsuki headed to the office and handled some paperwork. Before he knew it, the sun was setting on the horizon and it was time to close the salon.

So Katsuki did some quick organizing and the place looked completely different. The salon had two appearances, its child-friendly daytime look, and its dark druggie look in the night time. At night the salon became a tattoo shop. And Katsuki being the main tattooist there love this part of his job.

He enjoyed the process of marking plenty of people that he didn't know. Having a piece of him everywhere for the rest of their lives.

"Ding."

The bell that was attached to the door ran as someone entered snapping Katsuki of his creepy thoughts.

"Sorry…" Katsuki says as he heads to the front of the shop. When he sees who entered Katsuki stops breathing for a moment.

In front of him was probably the most innocent looking thing ever. There was a male. Now it's not how you think, it's just that Katsuki has been a shut in as of late and hasn't been giving people the time of day. So the boy in front of him was truly striking in his eyes.

The boy looked around nervously at the interior of the shop. Katsuki noted how big and doe-like his green eyes were. And his matching hair flopped as he looked around. Pink lips were caught between cute small teeth. Suddenly Katsuku felt the need to rub one out. Snap out of it. He thought as his mind wandered to the things he could do to this boy.

Ugh, Katsuki cleared his throat, getting the boy's attention. "...We're not open for business yet," Katsuki said with a gruff voice.

The boy's eyes widened a fragment and Katsuki's mind went blank. Shit, how the fuck? No, why the fuck am I acting like a horny teenager? It's just a kid no biggie.

The boy was wearing his school uniform, which Katsuki found odd. He didn't know what fucking shitty middle schooler came to a tattoo shop in their uniform.

The boy opened his mouth to speak," Um, I-I'd like to get a tattoo." He said hesitantly.

Katsuki let out a dry laugh. "I don't tattoo minors."

And that was the start of Katsuki's punishment.